"Everyone be on alert." Falvia said to her companions.

It was obvious that Falvia had smelled danger.

In fact, Falvia's premonition was correct. In front of them, a group that was definitely not ordinary bandits was slowly approaching them.

The leader of this team was none other than the Desert Poison Wolf who dominated the desert. No one knew the name of this leader, and even the bandits in his team rarely spoke his name, or avoided saying it.

Mickey Reese, this is the name of the desert poisonous wolf. No one dares to say this name to its face unless there is something important to report.

This time, Mickey Reese led his team and prepared to rob this caravan. He had a total of more than 60 people. He started by building a team of 30 people until now.

But when his team reached more than 60 people, he stopped expanding. To him, quality was more important than quantity. He used to be an honest farmer, but a local noble bullied him. He suddenly realized that he should resist instead of cowardly accepting it. So he fled his village and became a bandit.

He possessed a talent that was beyond the reach of ordinary people. If he had received formal education in military command, he would have become a talented commander. However, when he used his talent in other areas, he became a notorious bandit.

Now he commanded his team to be divided into three parts. Among them, he led one team to attack Falvia's team head-on, while the remaining two teams surrounded Falvia's team from the left and right respectively. Each desert bandit rode a sturdy desert horse.

At the same time, each of them carried a bag of javelins on their backs. They wore the Sarande's unique face coverings, facing the scorching sun of the desert, and they quickly approached Falvia.

Michiris's battle plan was extremely simple. First, his own team would attack Falvia fiercely. Then, when the war was halfway through, the remaining two teams would encircle Falvia's team from both sides. By then, Falvia's team would be in chaos, and he could take the head of the leader of the caravan with his own hands.

Mickey Reese has used this tactic many times, and he has succeeded every time. Even the regular army has been defeated by him.

Perhaps, if the lords in the Sarand Sultanate were smarter and recruited this desert poison wolf into their own army, the overall strength of the Sarand Sultanate would be greatly enhanced. Just imagine, what would happen if they had a genius commander?

Naturally, their chances of winning foreign wars would have greatly increased. However, if they allow such talents to plunder in the wild, they would harm their own country. This shows that the lords of the Sarand Sultanate are not very smart. Of course, we cannot jump to conclusions.

For them, the Sarand Sultanate has not fought any foreign wars for many years, and even the invasion of enemy countries on the border is rare. They have not had a war for many years, and war is too far away from them.

In the center of the continent, the war has been raging in the Nord Kingdom.

The Kingdom of Vaegir, the Kingdom of Swadia, and the Kingdom of Rhodok.

These four countries are already deeply mired in the quagmire of war, but for the Sarand Sultanate, they are located at the southernmost part of the continent and no one will be interested in them.

Although the desert area is filled with countless treasures, it is unrealistic to cross the desert to conquer this rich yet poor area. The Sarand people are born and raised in the desert and are extremely adaptable to the desert environment, but this does not mean the remaining five kingdoms.

The desert area has a strong resistance. Many travelers are extremely uncomfortable with the climate after arriving in the desert. Therefore, this is also the reason why the other five kingdoms did not come to invade the Sarand Sultanate.

Of course, not coming out now does not mean that they will not come in the future. With the fall of the Kingdom of Swadia, I believe that the rulers of the continent will shift their attention to this southern kingdom.

Mickey Reese led his team and galloped across the desert.

They galloped past and soon saw Falvia's team. What they saw was not an ordinary caravan. If it was an ordinary caravan, they would definitely be panicked because they encountered the famous robbers in the desert.

At this time, the caravan was in a tight formation, with soldiers holding swords and shields in the front, acting as the team's defense system, while soldiers holding bows and other long-range weapons held shields behind them.

It is obvious that when Michiris leads his team to touch Falvia's team, this group of archers will be the first to harm Michiris' team. At the same time, a group of soldiers holding spears will stab their spears straight out between the gaps between the shields.

"This is an unusual caravan. We must be careful when dealing with it." Micchiris said to his companions. At the same time, Falvia must have discovered Micchiris's trace on the opposite side.

"So, boss, are we going to retreat this time?" said a bandit next to Mickey Reese. Like many other bandits, he also had a mask on his face.

But from his resolute eyes, it can be seen that this is a close confidant of Mickey Reese. He and Mickey Reese have experienced many battles and he has won the trust of Mickey Reese.

"Retreat, there is no word like retreat in my dictionary." Misilis said as he pulled out the scimitar from his waist. He had a different feeling about this scimitar. For this fierce and aggressive bandit, weapons were his favorite.

He got this scimitar from a skilled blacksmith in Sarand. Misis loved this scimitar very much. Since this scimitar came into his hands, he has experienced many battles with it.

This scimitar had chopped into the bodies of countless enemies, and it became his greatest helper in robbing caravans. But all the mistakes cannot be attributed to the weapon. The biggest culprit here is its owner, Mickey Reese.

"Everyone, obey my orders and act according to the original plan."

Michiris did not choose to retreat. Instead, he prepared to defeat the caravan according to his original plan.

Peters stroked his beard and said with a half-smile, "Isn't it all up to you?"