Lord of the Oasis Chapter 22: .The enemy in the night
The dusk light is still struggling, barely able to see it.
Kant frowned slightly.
His heart beat faster with his emotions.
"That's really fun."
Kant opened his mouth with a bit of coldness in his eyes.
To the north of the messy Gnoll tribe, on the flat sandy ground, you can clearly see traces of long snake-like graphs, which are crookedly extending along the dunes and extending deeper into the desert.
This long snake-like graph is clearly visible.
Because its own color is slightly darker, it is obvious that the sand has been solidified and hardened after a long time of stepping on it.
"It was stepped on by a gnoll."
The desert robber opened his mouth, frowning as well.
The gnolls in the primitive tribal era have no concept of roads.
But it is precisely they who are able to step on a path in this desert. Obviously, there are some reasons why they have to do this, and they are still stepping back and forth for a long time until they form this crooked road. original road.
"But why do they go north?" This is Kant's doubt.
The desert robber pondered, looked up and said solemnly: "This means that it is their daily task."
"Daily tasks?"
Kant frowned. To him, this term was somewhat similar to the tasks issued by the system.
"It's like a daily hunt."
The desert robber explained, but his face became more and more solemn: "And I think that there may be the salt mine we are looking for. It is occupied by this group of gnolls and mines coarse salt every day."
"This is your speculation." Kant frowned: "It's absurd."
The gnolls are only a race of primitive tribes, and mining salt mines has no effect on them.
Salt is a condiment.
However, it is also a commodity, which is more equal to a luxury in the Principality of Lions.
Kant didn't agree with the desert robber at all.
Because for him, even if these gnolls mined the coarse salt, there was no businessman coming to buy the nearest male lion principality, and in the male lion principality, he had never heard of anyone from Salt of the Narun Desert.
If the nobles of the Principality of Lions really know that there are salt mines here.
It is estimated that the head is broken, and a truly elite force must be organized to slaughter the entire Nalen Desert.
Kant knew a lot about their greed.
So Kant frowned, and shook his head in disbelief at the desert robber: "It's not like these brutal and primitive gnolls can mine a lot of coarse salt, and then use these things as goods and sell them all? "
Who doesn't know the brutal nature of gnolls, there is no sense at all, and they are more similar to beasts.
This kind of speculation seems like a joke to Kant!
"Lord Lord, this is very likely."
The desert robber's expression did not change, but his expression remained solemn.
This serious look made Kant's brows even more wrinkled, and it was impossible for the system of arms to betray him.
Taking a deep breath, Kant said, "The reason."
The desert robber replied immediately: "It's very simple, Lord, look over there, those are the pots that the gnolls use to drink water. If nothing else, you will feel familiar."
"Yes." Kant squinted and nodded slightly.
Even if they were far apart, he could still make out the pottery pot containing the water that the gnoll drank.
The black appearance, the wear and tear should be very serious, just like the pottery pot has a little broken mouth after being placed in the desert for a long time, this is equivalent to useless garbage in the lion principality rich in pottery, and even civilians disdain pick up.
"It's this kind of pot. If you look carefully, there are many in the entire gnoll tribe."
The desert robber opened his mouth and his tone became more and more awe-inspiring: "There are always so many clay pots around those tents that are randomly set up, and I don't think it is these gnolls, tools used to hold water or anything." /
Kant was silent, his eyes solemn.
He stared at the large gnoll tribe, but his heart was no longer at peace.
"Is this true?" Kant said slowly.
It seems that he is asking, but he is confirming the authenticity of this matter. Kant has suddenly understood.
"It's true." The desert robber nodded.
At the same time, he continued to say to Kant: "And the gnolls of the sentry oasis are definitely related to this place!"
His tone was quite certain.
"Yeah." Kant's face was slightly bitter, he nodded and said, "It's true."
It can be seen from the night raid.
These gnolls are the reinforcements they are looking for in this great tribe.
If the two gnoll tribes had no connection at all, then there would never be any gnolls from this large tribe who would organize a mighty army and slay the sentry oasis.
She closed her eyes slightly.
Kant bowed his head in contemplation, the thoughts in his head spinning rapidly.
The situation is getting worse.
For him, it has reached a more dangerous point, and even the development of the sentry oasis and the establishment of a real "Dherim" are beginning to become somewhat uncertain.
Because his heart was shaken.
A large tribe of gnolls developed.
A salt mine occupied by this large tribe of gnolls.
Almost made Kant wonder what to do.
He only has a small existence, more than 60 people, how can he resist this gnoll tribe?
It's like a man's arm as a car.
"But what can we do?"
Kant opened his eyes with a bitter smile.
The desert robbers were silent at the same time, and they didn't know how to answer Kant, the Lord's question.
Their strength is really too weak.
Kant nodded slowly, his face gloomy: "We should take all this seriously. If we don't want to die miserably in this desert of Naron, we must make the necessary preparations."
He came to the Naron Desert not to die.
Clenching his fist slightly, Kant's mentality recovered.
"Let's go and look along that road."
Kant turned his head and said to these desert robbers: "At least I want to know if there is a real salt mine there."
"Understood." The desert robbers nodded.
The number of gnolls is indeed large, but this night attack did not directly run over Kant, but left hundreds of corpses, and left the sentry oasis in despair, and even was led by him with cavalry. Chased back home.
Thinking about it carefully, Kant can also be sure that the combat effectiveness of these gnolls is actually not strong.
Although they are ferocious and physically stronger than ordinary humans, they do not have excellent tactics, nor do they have weapons that can effectively kill the enemy, including armor that can protect their own bodies.
The peasants from Swadia, these level 0 units, can compete with them.
When level 1 and level 2 units are assembled, the same number of gnolls can be defeated.
Why is Kant afraid?
"Let's go!"
Kicking the horse's belly, Kant galloped quickly between the dunes.
The six desert robbers also shook the reins and galloped behind him.
"Complete system tasks and get more advanced units."
Kant made up his mind silently~IndoMTL.com~ He was sure that if he had 100 fully-armed Swadian knights, this soldier from the system, known as the king of the land, was even this large gnoll. Tribe, he also dared to attack.
And the final winner still belongs to him.
Along the sandy road, trodden by gnolls, they were fast.
The light of dusk finally fades away.
A bright moon and bright stars appeared in the sky.
The temperature of the dry air also began to plummet in an instant, causing Kant and the others to feel a chill.
Putting on the prepared cardigan, they moved on.
In the desert, it is sometimes wise to start a journey at night, because compared to the brutal temperature during the day and the large amount of water consumed, the cold at night can actually be solved by focusing on keeping warm.
Kant and the others made the decision to move on at night because of this.
Time passed.
The moon has also reached the middle of the sky, and the bright and bright disc seems to be extremely moving silver.
The temperature is getting colder and colder, and Kant's face feels a little stiff.
"Everyone."
He opened his mouth and let out a breath of heat, but reached out to rein in the horse and raised his right hand at the same time: "Stop moving forward."
The six desert robbers behind him immediately restrained the desert horse under the crotch.
"Lord Lord, what happened?"
They opened their mouths, all carrying the mist formed by the heat in the low temperature.
However, they soon discovered the reason for Kant's request to stop advancing, and each of them stretched out their hands a little stiffly, and took out the spears tied to their backs, each with a solemn expression.
There are enemies.