Lord of the Oasis Chapter 296: .Arrangement of the Salt Mine Station

"As expected."

Kant nodded, thoughtfully.

This well used to be the center of that lowly gnoll tribe.

The gnoll shaman is the master of allocating fresh water resources. With this well, all the 2000+ gnolls in the entire tribe can drink fresh water on a daily basis and ensure the reproduction of the entire tribe.

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

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

Not even a bigger 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 was not connected to an underground river or an underground lake, there would be no way there would be so much water.

Kant had guessed this at the time.

And now.

Mage apprentices, no doubt, 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."

The well.

It's nothing but the well of the system.

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

Just like when I was in the central station, the direction the system gave me was above the underground lake. That's why the well was built, and then the central station was built.

In the Narun Desert, water resources are a valuable asset.

Occupies water resources.

That's a gold mine!

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

Miners who are mining must drink water after all!

"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 can be located not far from the salt mine, it can indeed solve a lot of trouble. For example, the fresh water that needs to be transported every week can be cancelled, and they can go by themselves. Draw water to drink.

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 the security of the place, ensuring that the low-level gnolls with red eyes from starvation do not appear and attack those who have worked all day. civilian.

"Let's go!"

Kant rolls over and gets back on his horse.

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

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

But that will be a long, long time later.

After all, it is unrealistic for the Sentinel Oasis to become an oasis group spanning dozens of 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 oasis appear in the desert, otherwise it will still be like a flower in a mirror and the moon will be scorched by the scorching sun in the sky Exhausted, turned into a dry sandbar, and finally disappeared.

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

For 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 castle "Drehem" is the foundation of Kant!

Time has passed.

Night enveloped 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 post, where he and the troops could rest temporarily.

At least it's a lot better than pitching 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.

10 desert robbers came rushing directly on their horses, and another 10 desert robbers spread out towards the surroundings. The horses stood on the sand dunes and watched the situation here. If the cavalry unit is lost, they can spread out and run away, and they will be the first to report to the direction of the castle.

However, their vigilance was soon lifted, and the desert robbers headed 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's all come back."

"Yes!" The Desert Bandit nodded.

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

To them, seeing Kant is no different than seeing their king!

Swarmed into the inn.

30 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 put it on the back of the camel, so that these camels can return quickly and transport them back. Raw materials for making salt.

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 the saline land.

Especially when the salt-making workshops expand their production scale, the output of crude salt here must increase.

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, it's fine. Slaves are consumables anyway. .

Since you have become a slave, you cannot be treated as a friend!

These captive slaves will also be brought in the next time the camel caravan arrives.

Kant's arrangement is perfect.

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 have not 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. There were probably more than 200 of them. They were very hungry and attacked us, but they were very weak."

Desert bandits and civilians finally remembered.

After all, when I first arrived at the Salt Mine Station, there were still sporadic gnolls scattered around.

They are 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. He persisted with a little water and food and became a walking dead wandering in this desert.

That's right, it doesn't matter if it's the walking dead, because these gnolls don't have a fixed source of food and enough water, and they all rely on their innate endurance to support them. If they can't support it, they will die.

Or be killed by desert bandits in partnership with commoners.

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.

Hungry chests against their backs, gnolls without strength are no threat to civilians at all.

Not to mention there are 20 desert robbers who are armed and stationed here.

After two weeks of defense, a lot of gnolls were killed, almost turning the surrounding gnolls into corpses, which also gave them enough experience to allow them to upgrade.

Kant didn't hesitate and chose the upgrade option directly.

30 Swadian militiamen.

20 elite desert bandits.

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.

There is still a long way to go into the depths of the Naron Desert.

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

But the Devil's Land is so hot that no one can cross it.

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

But Kant went directly.

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

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

On the way, the deeper and deeper into the desert of Nalen, the vast sand sea is even more occupied by the field of vision.

Day after day it's all desert.

Even the further you go, the smoother the desert terrain.

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

Even a knight with extraordinary power, a mage apprentice with elemental power, began to feel powerless in the desert of Naron, and each and everyone had a look of exhaustion on their faces, and they all endured hard.

Kant is also patient.

"Is this the depths of the Naron Desert?"

He swallowed and spit~IndoMTL.com~ His chapped lips were no longer moisturised by saliva, and even swallowing the saliva that he finally secreted seemed to make a knife-edge in his chapped throat.

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

Civilization forbidden zone.

The desert of the race.

At this very moment, it is revealed!

Putting a pergola with his hands, Kant looked forward, and there was still an endless sea of ​​sand.

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

Now is not the time to gulp fresh water, he wants to keep fresh water reserves.