Lord of the Oasis

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Kant led the trek through the Naron desert.

But this time, the journey was much easier than before.

All thanks to a caravan of 30 dromedary camels.

There is no need to carry a lot of materials and water in person, and the war horses who feel relaxed are also walking fast on the top of the dunes. With sufficient water and feed, and linen burqas that can shade the sun, these war horses are quite energetic after a day's trek.

Soon, they turned over the layers of sand dunes and saw the inn where the sand was originally.

It was already dark.

The bright starlight and moonlight could not stop the light rising from the station.

From the Sentinel Oasis to the Stone Pass, only the inn here can provide accommodation and supplement important drinking water.

Immediately lead the camel caravan and cavalry over.

The 10 Swadian militiamen in charge of guarding here had already spotted the cavalry coming from the north.

Although the night was dark, it did not cover the eyes.

With the hurried shouts, these militiamen all carried heavy spears covered with iron at the front, wore iron-inlaid leather armor, and came out with large wooden shields.

They are welcoming Kant and their arrival.

The camel team and cavalry were not slow to come over the dunes.

Kant rode ahead.

These militiamen are very sharp-eyed. After all, as half-range shooters, their eyes are better.

Seeing Kant, he quickly took a few steps forward, bowed respectfully and said hello: "If you see the greatest sun in the world, Lord Kant, we sincerely welcome you."

"Well." Kant nodded with a smile: "No need to be more polite."

At the same time, he turned over and dismounted, looked at the 10 militiamen, shook his head slightly, and asked Manid next to him: "When did these 10 simple and honest militiamen in my impression become so fond of flattering me."

"I think they are right." Manid also replied with a smile.

"Really?" Kant smiled and shook his head.

Everyone likes to listen to flattery, but he doesn't like it.

Anyway, it's two generations.

He still has the ability to resist flattery and flattery, and can't be treated as an ordinary 16-year-old noble young master. Of course, listening to these flattery words occasionally makes him a little happy, but he is still willing to accept it.

Seeing Kant chuckle, Manid shrugged: "It's not because of being stationed here."

"They don't like it?" Kant nodded with understanding.

"I don't like it very much." Manid smiled helplessly: "Last time I came, they applied like I did, hoping that they could be replaced by other militiamen. It's better to be on duty instead of letting 10 of them stay on duty all the time. At this."

"We don't seem to have enough troops?" Kant raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, I explained it too." Manid said.

After a pause, he shook his head helplessly and said with a wry smile: "These militiamen are here, I guess they are about to be suffocated."

"It sounds really sad."

Kant shook his head and chuckled. Looking at these militiamen with anticipation, he said helplessly, "Continue to persevere. When I return to the sentry oasis, I will arrange for someone to replace you on duty."

"Long live!" The militiamen suddenly cheered.

Kant understood this too.

Facing the vast sand sea, there were only 10 of them in the entire station.

There are no entertainment activities on weekdays, and there is no abundant food to relieve the growing restlessness. Except for waiting for a caravan to pass by here, I hope to learn something new, and then I hope to be transferred from this inn.

But for Kant, these 10 militiamen really don't have a good mobilization area.

There isn't much danger in the Sentinel Oasis at the moment.

There is not much scope to control, even if there is an accident caused by a few low-level gnolls,

Those 120 newly recruited desert robbers can be dealt with in 3 weeks, much better than these militias.

"It's also a hassle."

Kant shook his head, but after thinking about it, it was not difficult to solve.

The next step is to develop the strategic decision to develop the Sangwaya Mountains. Let the troops take these 10 militiamen into the depths of the mountains to experience several battles and upgrade to more advanced arms, which is also convenient to be incorporated into other troops.

With an idea, Kant felt a lot more at ease.

Enter the station.

The cavalry and accompanying peasants placed their horses and camels and entered.

Not long after, the militiamen served hot food.

Boiled gruelling barley porridge, toasted crispy bread, and chopped fried cabbage with minced antelope meat, and a hard-boiled egg per person, quite a hearty late-night snack.

It's all just done.

And it is easy to digest, which is just enough to ease the pain of Kant's whole day's trek.

Even for Kant's comfort, these militiamen also deliberately fetched a bucket of bath water from the well, heated it, and placed it in the room prepared for Kant, so that they could take a comfortable bath before going to bed.

Kant did not reject this.

As a feudal lord, his privilege cannot always be to serve the people.

A quick supper.

Kant went back to the room alone.

Of the other cavalry and accompanying peasants, Manid was naturally responsible for the placement.

The wooden bucket for bathing was huge. Kant soaked in the beautifully hot bath. After soaking his tiredness, he came out, wiped his body clean, and then lay down on the soft bed and fell asleep.

Covered with a wool blanket, the cold of the night could not invade.

The cavalry and accompanying peasants also slept in their own rooms.

It is a blessing to be able to rest in bed after a tiring trek in the desert.

No one picks.

No one complained.

When all 10 militiamen were dispatched, standing at the top and door of the inn, guarding Kant and the others at night, all of them were full of energy, although they knew that there would be no accidents around, and even the low-level gnolls were very few, but for the sake of For the sake of safety, they still maintained their utmost vigilance.

All night.

The next day, at dawn.

Kant, who has formed a biological clock, wakes up automatically.

There was a little noise outside the room. It was the voices of the awakened cavalry and the accompanying peasants talking, and Manid was arranging the supply of fresh water and left some supplies, which were considered as food supplies for this inn.

When Kant came out, breakfast was also served.

Not easily digestible porridge.

But sliced ​​bread and grilled meat, as long as you eat this greasy breakfast, you can go straight to noon.

The militiamen were very kind.

Even the 40 war horses and 30 dromedary camels outside helped to feed them first.

Everything was very well prepared.

"You are doing well."

After Kant finished his breakfast, he nodded and praised the militiamen who were still busy.

This made the militiamen even more happy.

Of course, Kant also understood what they were thinking, he pondered for a moment, and said to them: "I will set up a new village in the Sangwaya Mountains, and there will be a lack of defensive power there. I think if you don't mind, maybe you can Go there and try it, although it is dangerous, it also brings opportunities.”

"We do!" The militiamen nodded.

Danger is not what they care about.

Because danger is often accompanied by opportunity, as Kant said, if they go to a new village in the Sunwaya Mountains, they may be lucky and can gain a lot of experience and upgrade to a higher level of troops.

This is also their lifelong wish.

Mediocrity is not the pursuit of the Swadians!

After explaining a few more words, Kant led the team again.

Manid accompanied the camel team in the rear, while 40 Salander riders rode Salander horses to defend around them. For the next day or so, they had to really travel, and there would be no The inn appeared, providing them with lodging and supplies.

This station represents more than half of the journey.

Just hold on for another day, and they'll be able to reach Stone Pass.

I've come and gone several times, and I've already gained experience.

Time passed slowly, and the sun slanted westward.

at dusk.

The Sunwaya Mountains on the horizon finally revealed their full outlines. The towering appearances were layered on top of each other. I don’t know how many mountains and canyons were hidden in them.

The Sanwaya Mountains are also known as the shield of the Principality of Lions.

That's why.

Kant led the team to speed up the advance.

Soon they found a canyon that was as sharp as a knife. The cliffs on both sides were quite smooth. At the deepest point, close to Bei County, was the solid stone pass, which firmly blocked the connection between the Nalen Desert and the Principality of Lions. It was very important. Throat fortress.

The canyon appears to have been cleaned up.

The clutter of trees and mounds have disappeared.

What appeared in front of him was a dirt road that could barely walk with a carriage.

You don't need to guess to know that this must be Baron Dylan. In order to ensure that Kant and his caravan can quickly pass through the canyon and enter the stone pass, they built the dirt road.

They are all made by conscripted militiamen, and there is no cost.

"Have a heart."

Kant rode forward with a slight smile on his face.

"Perhaps." Manid shrugged.

Both of them understood that this road could be a boost for the caravan and also a passage for the troops.

Now that this road has been built, it may be necessary to send people, either overtly or covertly, to follow Kant and them back to the sentry oasis, and explore possible natural salt mines and record them on the map for later use.

With what Kant knew about this Baron Dylan, he certainly knew it would be true!

He would never underestimate the greed of the nobles.

Soon, they came to the northern gate of Stone Pass.

Kant looked up and saw that there were more than 20 conscripted militiamen standing above. Compared with when they first arrived, the security work was much better, but when they found out that such a large number of troops were coming, they were still a little flustered.

But it was quickly stabilized.

A middle-aged man dressed as a knight in chain mail appeared at the head of the city.

Seeing that it was Kant and Manid, their faces remained expressionless. Only the Salander rider who swept over the 40 people finally narrowed his eyes with a certain suppressed shock.

He could see that under the linen robes of those cavalry soldiers were pure iron armor.

Because the boots on the stirrups are all chain boots.

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