Lord of the Oasis

The Reston Ranger on the top floor had already discovered Kant.

Before reaching the city gate, Fatis brought the Swadian heavy cavalry to greet him.

50 heavy cavalry soldiers on standby at all times, even their horses and men are in heavy armor. Even if they are covered with a layer of linen to block the armor of the scorching sun, the hooves of the horses shake the sand, splashing sand with every step. The grains, leaving the appearance of shallow pits, are terrifying.

Known as the 4th-level cavalry with the best defense and the strongest group combat, this reputation is not for nothing.

"Lord Kant, welcome back in triumph."

Under the leadership of Fatis, everyone respectfully greeted Kant.

"Yeah." Although Kant was tired, he nodded in good spirits.

From the departure to the salt mine, after experiencing the battle, it took two days and two nights to return, which was indeed extremely difficult.

Turning his head to look at the afternoon when it was approaching dusk, although the sun was not as hot as noon, it still made him sweat profusely, Kant beckoned and ordered: "Go and prepare food and water, and don't forget to add some fresh grass for the war horse. "

"My lord, all preparations are complete." Fatis replied, and he was always complete in everything he did.

"Very good." Kant expressed satisfaction with this.

"That's what I should do."

Fatis bowed his head respectfully, and his excellent quality did not make him proud.

At the same time, he turned his head and looked at the low-level gnolls who were tied up and almost skinny, but his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his tone was slightly apologetic: "Sir, I don't know that there are so many prisoners, so Their food and water need to go back to the fort before they can continue to prepare."

"Don't care," Kant replied.

These gnolls are extremely patient, and they won't be able to die at this time.

To be on the safe side, on the two days and nights back home, Kant ordered the prisoners to eat only a handful of food and water, and they could only maintain the most basic needs. It was obviously impossible to eat enough to become energetic.

Was escorted back to the sentry oasis.

Manid and the merchant chiefs, as well as the garrisoned infantry, also came to the city gate and waited respectfully.

And those farmers who are still busy,

Hearing the triumphant return of the lord, they all threw away their work and rushed to the city gate, standing behind the soldiers, cheering and expressing their welcome.

Kant rode his horse into the fortress.

With a smile on his face, although it was only a situation, his soldiers and peasants rejoiced, but from the heart.

Vanity suddenly filled his chest, making him slightly intoxicated.

Kant sighed inwardly: "No wonder the superiors like to welcome them, this feeling is really unusual."

Not only is it unusual, the vanity is bursting, it can almost make people faint, make the once shrewd monarch become stupid, and make the generals who are good at fighting become proud. Many people are destroyed by these vanities.

Kant naturally understood this truth and calmed down quickly.

It's not that his own reason is too strong.

It was the current situation of "Drehem" that made him wake up instantly.

There are not enough military buildings, the city walls are not high, there are no arrow towers or sentry towers, let alone towers or weapons workshops, and there are no military camps where soldiers can rest. They can only sleep in tents around bonfires at night.

There is a lack of houses, and there are only a few houses that can only accommodate 50 peasant women to sleep at night.

The 200 farmers also had to sleep in tents.

It looks like the Sentinel Oasis is surrounded by city walls, the soldiers are stationed, and everything is in good order, but in fact, compared to the most backward North County and the most remote stone pass in the Principality of Lions, the environment is much better than here.

Turned over and dismounted, and immediately a Swadian infantry came over to take the reins.

Kant also instructed: "Give more water."

"Understood." The infantryman nodded and led his horse toward the temporary stable.

The war horse that accompanies the trek is not comparable to the camel.

The camel is known as the boat of the desert. It is replenished before leaving, and there is nothing to eat or drink for two days.

More delicate horses can't do it.

During the three days of going back and forth, let Kant, a newly replaced military horse from the Kingdom of Swadia meticulously bred, lose weight and lose the energy before his departure. Obviously this trip to the desert Tired it too.

The Salander Horse of the Salander Rider, the desert horse of the Desert Robber's elite, is also quite exhausted.

The physical strength of desert trekking is three times more than that of plain areas.

The soft sand layer is sinking in and pulling out, which is exhausting, and every step is like this. Compared with the down-to-earth plain stone road or dirt road, these sand can be difficult to withstand.

This is another reason why the cavalry riding a camel in the desert is stronger than the horse cavalry.

Go back to the Consulate.

After Kant sat down, the peasants and peasant women who acted as servants also quickly brought all kinds of food.

But still the same.

Lamb stew, toast, grilled sausage, cabbage bisque.

But what surprised Kant was that there was a layer of red-brown syrup on the toast, which seemed to be coated with honey date palm sugar cubes after melting. It was crispy and sweet to bite into. It was served with stewed mutton with sugar cubes as well. Added a little more deliciousness.

This is not dark cuisine.

Used to eating salty and hard roasted air-dried meat and roasted sausages, these sweet foods are even more appetizing.

Just a little bit less.

Just like the meal at a king's banquet, it is famous for its exquisiteness and small portion.

Kant had eaten these sweet foods in two bites, but his stomach was still grumbling. He shook his head helplessly, and asked the peasant women who were waiting next to him, "Is there any other food?"

"Yes." The peasant women quickly smiled on their chubby faces: "It's being made in the kitchen."

"Since there is, then serve it quickly." Kant nodded and urged.

These are the 50 peasant women. The women from the Swadia Kingdom are all about 30 years old. Just like the peasants, they are quite healthy and strong, and they have no problem in ploughing the fields.

A standard Swadian woman, not one of those dainty girls in town, doesn't do anything but look good.

Soon, the follow-up meals were served.

The peasant woman twisted the waist of the bucket, her two sturdy legs and feet were moving very fast, and the arms were comparable to Kant's thighs. She also carried a dinner plate, and came over to put down the food on it, which were two silver plates.

"My lord, this is fried fresh antelope tenderloin, and fried eggs."

With a smile on the fat face, the peasant woman said proudly, "My lord, I made it all with my own hands."

"Oh, very good." Kant lowered his head and picked up the knife and fork to eat silently.

tasty.

The fried tenderloin is sprinkled with a little spice and salt, and the frying temperature is also good. It is also sprinkled with a sauce made of honey and cabbage. The overall combination is perfect. Compared with the original roast or stew, the taste is not at all. level.

The omelette next to it is the same. Although it is an ordinary poached egg, it is no less than a delicacy to Kant.

The peasant women and peasants were still waiting.

Kant ate quickly, enjoying the relaxation and comfort of returning home.

Because eating delicious food brought a pleasant feeling in his mind, he couldn't help but think wildly.

If this is the book, perhaps those readers who have been looking forward to women will definitely like these peasant women very much. If they marry, they will not only have sex, but also help with housework. If they are bullied, they can be bodyguards with a kitchen knife.

"Well, they definitely like it without a girlfriend." Kant thought silently.

After eating the food quickly, Kant exhaled contentedly.

These fried foods are much better than rough grilled foods.

The peasant woman next to her also thoughtfully brought over a cup of date palm powder that was boiled with hot water. This is a drink after a meal, and it can also be drunk as tea. The date palm has a strong flavor and the taste is still good.

Compared with those peasants with rough hands and feet, peasant women are obviously better at serving people.

The fatigue of the journey eases.

Kant wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief and instructed, "Everything is cleaned up."

"Yes, my lord." The peasant women came over and immediately began to put away the dishes, ready to take them out for washing.

And Kant got up and walked out of the consulate.

The food outside is very fragrant, just on the street, the tables and chairs are spliced ​​together, and the food is piled up on it.

The Salander people are eating with great interest. Obviously, these mutton fried in fat are more delicious than the roasted air-dried meat and sausages. They have eaten enough on the way.

Manid's arrangement is also very appropriate.

Seeing Kant coming out, he and the caravan leader hurried over to say hello: "I hope the food is still to your liking."

"Very good." Kant nodded with satisfaction: "The food is also great fried."

The oil should have been purchased by the caravan leader, after all, only his caravan had this kind of material.

Seemingly aware of Kant's thoughts, the caravan leader smiled wryly and shook his head: "Sir, Mr. Manid, did not buy oil from me, just bought a lot of grain and linen."

"Huh?" Kant was curious.

"Those desert antelopes are fat, suet from fat."

Manid smiled and replied: "Although there is a bit of taint, but after being covered with honey and spices, the fried food tastes pretty good, much stronger than the simple grilled food."

"Good job." Kant couldn't help but praise.

The price of a tank of oil in a caravan is 500 dinars.

This is Calradia Continent, the oil that was made after slaughtering the fattest pigs. Even Kant felt that it was expensive, and he felt distressed just to improve the food.

To know that the weekly maintenance cost of 50 desert robbers is only 800 dinars.

Of course, Kant is not short of money now.

Turning his head and smiling at the caravan leader: "I have more than 300 gnoll captives here. I can't wait to see those lovely dinars reappearing in my hands."

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