Lord of the Oasis

"Sure enough."

Kant nodded, thoughtfully.

Once this well was the center of that lowly gnoll tribe.

The gnoll shaman is the master of allocating fresh water resources. With this well, all the 2,000+ gnolls in the entire tribe can drink fresh water on a daily basis, and it can also ensure the reproduction of the entire tribe.

Judging by the water consumption of so many people alone, even the original Sentinel Oasis could not be satisfied.

After all, the original water resources of Sentinel Oasis were at most a pool.

Not even a slightly larger pond!

If there are so many gnolls, no, even 1,000 gnolls can completely destroy the original sentry oasis in less than 7 days. After all, the scale of thousands of people drinking water every day is extremely terrifying.

Not to mention the gnoll tribe of 2000+ people!

If this well could not connect to an underground river or an underground lake, it would be impossible to have such a large amount of water.

Kant had guessed this at the time.

And now.

There is no doubt that the apprentices have solved this doubt!

"Since this is an underground river."

Kant pondered slightly.

His eyes flickered, the system dialog box opened, and when he saw the buildings inside, he suddenly said, "It's really possible."

well.

But it is the well of the system.

As long as there is a groundwater source, Kant can build system wells at any time.

Just like when we were at the central station, the direction given by the system was above the underground lake, so we could build the well and then build the central station.

In the Narun Desert, water resources are the precious wealth.

occupied water resources.

That is equivalent to occupying a gold mine!

In fact,

Even if there is a gold mine in the depths of the desert, but there is no water well or oasis around, then this gold mine is equivalent to useless waste, and it cannot even be mined. Is it waste or what?

The miners who are mining must always drink water!

"Since there is an underground river here." Kant turned his head to look north.

This underground river must have a vein. If this underground river is located not far from the salt mine, it can indeed solve a lot of troubles. For example, the fresh water that needs to be transported every week can be cancelled, and they can fetch water for drinking by themselves. .

From the sentry oasis to the salt mine, it also takes a day.

It is dusk now.

Kant intends to arrive at the Salt Mine Station before midnight.

There are already civilians working and living there, and 20 desert robbers are responsible for keeping the area safe, making sure that the low-level gnolls, red-eyed from starvation, do not appear to attack civilians who have worked all day.

"let's go!"

Kant rolled over and got back on his horse.

It has been abandoned here, and there is not much development prospect.

Perhaps when Kant's oasis becomes larger in the future, it can become a good spreading area. After all, there is an underground river. As long as a few wells are built, the oasis can be irrigated.

But that will be a long time later.

After all, it is unrealistic for the sentry oasis to turn into an oasis group spanning more than ten kilometers.

Only by completely opening an above-ground river and improving the environment on both sides with the help of the river's powerful irrigation capacity, can large-scale oases appear in the desert, otherwise it will still be like the moon in the mirror, burnt out by the scorching sun in the sky, and melted away. For the dry sandbar, which eventually disappeared.

Just like the desert oases that disappeared in various eras on the earth, it was caused by the disappearance of underground rivers and the depletion of above-ground rivers.

To get an oasis like the fertile plains, you need rivers.

Kant had already conceived of this.

But in the current situation, it is better to develop their own sentry oasis more prosperous.

The sentry oasis carrying the "Drehem" castle is the foundation of Kant!

Time passed.

Night covers the sky.

Kant and the troops moved forward, looking up at the top of the dune ahead. With the starlight shining, there was a faint fire swaying, that is the salt mine station, where he and the troops could rest temporarily.

At least it's much better than setting up a tent in the desert.

The moonlight is like a soft yarn.

Soon, Kant and the others were also found at the Salt Mine Station.

The 10 desert robbers rushed directly on their horses, and the other 10 desert robbers scattered around. They rode their horses on the sand dunes and watched the situation here. They were extremely cautious, for fear of encountering strange cavalry troops. If you lose, you can spread out and run, and escape to be the first to report to the direction of the castle.

But soon their vigilance was lifted, and the desert robbers headed to saluted Kant very respectfully: "Lord Lord, I didn't expect to see you so late, it's a great honor!"

"Well, I just arrived too."

Kant nodded and told him: "Don't be nervous, let everyone come back."

"Yes!" The desert robber nodded.

As the rhythmic whistle sounded, the desert robbers who were waiting for the result on the surrounding sand dunes immediately rushed over, looking at Kant one by one with honor and excitement in their eyes.

For them, seeing Kant was no different from seeing their own king!

Crowded into the inn.

Thirty peasants dressed in sackcloth also stood respectfully at the gate of the inn to welcome Kant.

They are salt miners.

The daily work is to pack the coarse salt that can be seen everywhere in the sacks on the saline-alkali land outside the salt mine station, wait for the camel team to arrive, and carry them on the backs of the camels, so that the camels can return quickly and transport them back to the salt producers. raw materials.

This work can be described as hard work, which is why Kant took the prisoners of more than 300 people.

There are many slave miners needed on saline-alkali land.

Especially when the salt-making workshop expands the production scale, the output of crude salt here must be increased.

However, having so many slave miners can obviously relieve a lot of pressure. At least for captive slaves, Kant doesn't need to care too much about human rights. Even if they starve every day, there is no problem. Slaves are consumables anyway.

Since he has become a slave, he cannot be treated as a friend!

The captive slaves will also be brought in when the next camel caravan arrives.

Kant arranged it perfectly.

Looking at the 20 desert robbers and 30 Swadian civilians in front of him at the same time, his eyes were a little surprised, and he couldn't help but ask: "How many wars have you experienced?"

"War? No, not yet."

These people were equally puzzled, shaking their heads in denial: "We haven't experienced war."

Kant frowned and said: "Look at you, it seems that you have had combat experience?"

"Uh, when we came here, we strangled some low-level gnolls, and there were about 200 of them. They were very hungry and attacked us, but they were very weak."

Desert bandits and civilians finally remembered.

After all, when they first came to the Salt Mine Station, there were still sporadic gnolls scattered around.

They were all struggling survivors in the Naron Desert. When Kant defeated the gnolls in the entire camp, there were also many scattered outside. Although they were all dead, there were still many gnolls relying on a few. The water and food persisted and became the walking dead wandering in this desert.

That's right, it doesn't matter if it's the walking dead, because these gnolls have no fixed source of food and enough water, and they all rely on their innate endurance to support them. When they can't support it, they will die.

Or be killed by desert robbers and civilians in partnership.

To them, these gnolls who came to attack were pitiful like beggars.

Even civilians can knock down a few with the tools in their hands.

A hungry gnoll with his chest on his back, and a gnoll with no strength, is no threat to civilians at all.

What's more, there are 20 desert robbers who are armed and stationed here.

After these two weeks of defense, they killed a lot of gnolls, almost turning the surrounding gnolls into corpses, which also gave them sufficient experience and allowed them to upgrade.

Kant did not hesitate and chose the upgrade option directly.

30 Swadian militiamen.

20 elite desert robbers.

After the upgrade, although it is still a low-level soldier, it is easier to guard this area.

What's more, there will be more than 300 prisoners who will come to be slave miners. With these 50 guards, they can handle it. Even if they can't handle it, if they starve these slaves for a few days, they can be raised as dogs.

How can a powerless slave resist?

Sleep late at night.

In the early morning of tomorrow, Kant will continue to lead the team.

Into the depths of the Naron Desert, there is still a long way to go.

According to the route reported by the captives of the Greymane Kingdom at the beginning, it would take 3 days to walk on this saline-alkali land alone, and then 5 days to see the Devil's Land.

However, the devil zone is extremely hot, and no one can cross it.

The choice of the expeditionary force of the Greymane Kingdom is to use 10 days to bypass the Devil's Land.

But Kant went directly.

His mission was to enter the Devil's Zone to investigate, and the so-called saint of the Sun God religion might be in the Devil's Zone. After all, the sun also represents temperature, and the extremely hot Devil's Zone may have a great relationship!

Replenish food and water at the inn and continue the trek.

Along the way, the deeper and deeper into the Nalen Desert, the vast sand sea occupied the field of vision.

Day after day it was desert.

The further you go, the smoother the desert terrain becomes.

More and more sand appeared in front of them, and the higher and higher temperature also made Kant and the others sweat.

Even the knights with extraordinary power and the apprentices with the power of the elements began to feel a little powerless in the desert of Naron, each with a look of exhaustion on their faces, and they were all enduring hard.

Kant is also patient.

"Is this the depths of the Naron Desert?"

He swallowed.

The chapped lips are no longer moisturised by the saliva, and even swallowing the saliva that was finally secreted seems to make the chapped throat have a knife edge.

The cruelty of the Naron Desert becomes more and more obvious as it goes deeper.

Civilization forbidden zone.

Racial desert.

At this very moment, there is no doubt about it!

With a pergola in hand, Kant looked forward, still an endless sea of ​​sand.

He couldn't help taking out the water bag on the side of his chest, opened the plug and took a sip, so that his mouth and throat could be moistened a little, but when the thirst in his throat became more and more violent, Kant plugged the lid again.

Now is not the time to guzzle fresh water, he wants to ensure fresh water reserves.