Chapter 288: Tactics of the Desert Bandits

The bugle horn was blown.

A dull and long sound was heard in the desert.

This was Kant's order. The cavalries, who had already lined up neatly, began to move along with the long bugle horn. Horse hooves came in waves as they charged into the flat desert.

Rolf personally led 120 Sarrandian horsemen, holding their scimitars tightly with solemn expressions.

The 220 lightly armored desert bandits had already pounced forward, like sparrows flying in the sky, or a wolf pack scattered in all directions, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

The Sarrandan people were familiar with the desert from the soul.

They were the race that lived in the desert to begin with.

They were the elites of the desert!