Lord of the Oasis

Kant returned to the city, and now the main task is to settle the residents.

Although there are a large number of undead ambushes in the north, as long as they operate properly, Kant still believes that they can be repelled.

Returning to the main city of Dehrim, Commander Bandak came over, his expression was very flustered, it could even be said to be ashen.

"Leader Kant." Commander Bandak bowed respectfully, and Commander Bandak did a good job with the proper etiquette.

"What's the matter? Commander Bandak, you haven't been in such a hurry before?"

Kant frowned, he didn't like his subordinates acting too frustratingly.

"Leader of Kant, Widya of the elf colony wants to ask to see you. He seems to be very unkind."

"Really?" Kant laughed, "What is this messenger from the elf colony coming to me to do?"

Bandak shook his head: "You have to be careful, do I want to add more troops?"

Kant raised a hand, indicating that he didn't have to. The elf colony and they have been in a lukewarm state, and the messenger of the elf colony has nothing to do with him.

Inside the palace in the main city of Dehrim, the elven messenger frowned tightly, looking like he was getting old because of something.

"Mr. Messenger, why are you here today?" Kant still followed the proper etiquette, and he also wanted to maintain good diplomatic relations with the elf colony.

"Lord Kant, hello." The elf messenger nodded to Kant very politely, and Kant returned a polite nod.

"Don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for everything, I believe that Mr. Messenger must have something important to visit us in Dehrim today, right?"

Kant beckoned a few of his subordinates to bring up the Xiachi wine that just arrived today, which is a good thing to entertain guests.

"You guessed it right." The messenger laughed loudly, "I followed the lord's order and came here to get your help. As we all know, our elf colony has been occupied by the undead for a long time, and a large number of elves have long suffered. It's unbearable, so I hope to get your help, Mr. Kant."

"It's your country's business that you are miserable. Why do you come to us for help? Do you think we have enough troops to fight the next undead?"

Kant laughed,

He handed the wine to Mr. Messenger, and continued: "If I remember correctly, your elf colony seems to want to smuggle some elves from us? What is this for? Monitoring us?"

"Nothing!" The elf messenger waved his hand quickly, "Mr. Kant must have misunderstood us, the elves who smuggled in are just some folk organizations, and definitely not something that does not concern the lord, I hope you can see clearly, we really hope With your country's help, even if it's just sending a small army of a thousand people?"

"Thousands of troops?" Kant sneered, "Is Mr. Messenger thinking too simple? Well, go back and tell your lords that I am willing to help, but the reward that I deserve can't be less."

"Reward?" The messenger looked very confused. He didn't know what the reward was.

"You just need to tell the truth to your lord. I believe he will know about the next thing."

The messenger is naturally very troubled by Kant's actions. If she goes back like this, she may be severely punished by the elf leader.

So Mr. Messenger continued: "Lord Kant, I want to take the liberty to ask, what exactly is this reward? If I don't ask all this clearly, my commander will not forgive me, please be sure to let me know. !"

Kant poured the water from the glass in his hand directly to the ground, he stood up and drove away, looking down at Mr. Messenger.

"Mr. Messenger, your request is too much. Although the elf colony has always maintained a relatively good relationship with our country, we will not give in to the remuneration."

Of course, Kant knew that the elf messenger wanted to get some words out of his mouth, and then bargained for the help of the Drehem people at the cheapest price, but this was not a very wise thing. .

Although Kant understands that his own strength can now wage a severe war with the undead, the consequences of the war must be that the people will be in exile. In addition, the current stage of national strength is gradually improving. All the previous efforts will be in vain.

Kant only hopes that his country can leave a place in this struggle of the undead, a method that can protect the allies and allow his country to rise steadily in the midst of war. The way to do this is to try to keep Dehrim kept a distance from the undead.

But he also knew that once the undead had conquered the elven colony, the next target would be Dehrim.

The undead are dead creatures without much wisdom. Once they capture the elf colony, they are bound to show their prestige. At that time, Kant has no way of knowing what will happen to Dehrim.

However, the reward is still an indispensable part, and this reward will not be a simple reward. The commander of the elf colony has no choice, and he can only be forced to agree to Kant's request.

The elf messenger still spoke in Kant's ear: "Commander Kant, please believe in the credit of our elven colony, as long as you tell me the reward, I will report it to the lord."

Kant sighed and said, "Since Mr. Messenger cares so much about this reward, if I don't tell you, you probably won't let it go. Well, then I can only tell you."

Hearing Kant's words, the messenger seemed to put down a big stone in his heart, and he let out a long breath.

"I am willing to listen!" said the elf messenger.

"Give one-tenth of the elven colony to Dehrim to manage!"

When Kant said this sentence, he was very calm, as calm as drinking a glass of boiled water, and even the whole body of the elf messenger trembled.

"Mr. Kant, is this request too much?" The elf messenger couldn't accept Kant's excessive request. For him, the reward for dividing the territory was simply too terrifying.

This is not something that one of his messengers can promise. He has to go back and report to his lord, but before that, the only thing he can do is to ensure that Lord Kant dispatches troops smoothly, and also to ensure that the payment is minimized.

Just as the messenger elf was about to speak, Kant spoke first.

"Mr. Messenger, I know what you want to say next, but I advise you not to waste your words, because this will only irritate me, and I will give up the idea of ​​sending troops to the elf colony to help you, I hope you can think clearly and speak."

The elf messenger had nothing to say, he stayed in place, like a pine and cypress on the top of a snowy mountain, is there really no room for change?

If you go back and report to their lord like this, maybe the lord will be furious, and she may not be involved at that time.

"Go back." Kant cut off his dialogue directly.

The elven messenger was obviously disappointed by Kant's remarks.

But he did not have the right to negotiate directly with the leader of Kant, so he had to leave Kant and walked to the door.

After the elf messenger completely disappeared, Commander Bandak said to Kant: "Lord Lord, if we do not send troops to aid the elven colony, it may cause a fundamental break between the two of us, which is a huge loss to us. Yes, and, as far as I can see, the elf colony is bound to lose to the army of undead this time. If the colony is broken, the army of undead will march towards our city. In this case, the strength of our country that we have managed to improve might fall short! "

Bandak said to Kant with a look of hope, but how could Kant not know these truths.

He waved his hand and said: "Commander Bandak, you are still too young. No matter how critical the situation is between the two countries, interests should always be the main thing. Only interests are eternal friends. We are the elf colony, so will they send troops to help us without any payment? This is obviously a very stupid question."

Bandak was thoughtful, and what Lord Kant said to him could obviously stimulate him.

What Kant had to do now was to train the soldiers as much as possible.

Although his national arms are numerous, they are complex but not refined. Kant has obviously seen such a problem, so he quickly adjusted it.

Sergeant Swadia is good at combining swords and shields, but in Dehrim, due to the lack of ore, a lot of impurities are used in the production of shields, which also causes the shields to show fox tails at critical moments. .

Based on what he knew about the undead soldiers, this shield with a maximum defense of ninety was obviously unable to resist a small attack by the undead soldiers, so Kant now issued another condition to the gnoll city-state.

The gnoll city-state was also being attacked by the undead at this time, but compared to the elf colony, this city-state seemed to be at ease.

Kant summoned a messenger bird and stuffed the proverb into it.

The messenger bird soon flew to the Gnoll city-state.

This group of jackals is savage and loves delicious food. After the messenger bird completes the mission of delivering the letter, it can not help but become their delicacy.

The werewolf king of the gnoll was slightly dissatisfied when he saw the soldiers running to the palace in a panic.

What he thought in his heart was that the undead began to infest them again. This was a subconscious projection of him, in the past few months.

The gnoll city-state has been constantly attacked by the undead. Although they are all small and innocuous attacks, for this city-state that has been in disrepair for a long time, this kind of defense obviously cannot last long.