Lord of the Oasis Chapter 308: .The grimness of the eyes

On March 3, Kant arrived at the central station.

It was the 1,000 Swadian light infantry that slowed down the march.

If you just use the cavalry rushing marching mode, you will be able to reach the vicinity of the central post in one and a half days. Where is the need to be like now, the entire army forcefully suppresses the marching speed and marches together with the infantry.

But even so, the march speed is also called fast.

The infantry marches at a constant speed.

Except for breaks along the way, they are all marching.

With two legs, I walked the three-day journey, and finally came to the desert plain where the central station is located.

In the center of the desert plain, next to the central station, a troop is at the Anza camp, and there are supply convoys coming and going at the rear, looking lively.

Apparently, that's the troops at Stone Pass.

"Prepare."

Kant spoke in a deep voice.

Behind, the messengers pass orders to the troops.

However, the troops in the rear did not move forward directly. Instead, under the solemn orders of their respective captains, they quickly dispersed from the long snake-shaped troops, moved quickly, and the entire team spread out horizontally.

This is their battle queue!

The center is dominated by the heavy riders of Swadia.

On both sides are the left and right armies composed of light infantry, each of 500 people, lined up in three rows, standing slowly.

Light infantry is indeed the main line of defense.

But Kant doesn't need them to fully stabilize the line yet.

Because just behind him, 50 extraordinary knights and 200 top knights, when they launched a frontal charge, just rely on the troops formed by the group of mercenaries below, it is impossible to resist!

Those mercenaries found the top of the dune, where Kant appeared.

The scale of a thousand people is shocking enough.

Have taken over the top of the dune.

Especially the knights with their horses and horses, all wearing heavy armor, with the sun shining above their heads, even if they wear linen burqas, they can feel the overwhelming power.

A long spear with a length of nearly 5 meters is erected, which is unique to the Kingdom of Swadia, a lance as thick as a fist!

It can pierce through the armor-piercing cone-head lance that several people keep on!

Kant led the troops to stand at the top of the dune, and the troops formed by the mercenaries below were already frightened, and even ran out of their tents, and even the organized array was very chaotic.

They are all old fritters on the battlefield and professional mercenaries.

Can tell the situation clearly.

Or, to know what kind of troops should not provoke.

For example, at the top of the dune, the Kant troops with heavy cavalry as the center and infantry on both sides are the type that cannot be provoked, or the type that cannot be provoke!

On the dunes, there are 200+ elite heavy cavalry, it is estimated that a single charge can sweep them away!

These mercenaries don't have many cavalry.

Even if there were only more than 200 cavalrymen, they were all light cavalrymen wearing iron-inlaid leather armor, and they could be used for reconnaissance.

Want to resist the heavy cavalry that was charging and rammed head-on?

Stop kidding!

200 heavy cavalry, unless there are 500 of the most elite heavy armored pike infantry who dare to sacrifice, can resist, even so, the terrifying inertia brought by the charge of the peak state, even if the horse is killed in battle, can be deep into the crowd It was like a boulder thrown from a trebuchet, and it was estimated that 50 heavy cavalry would be killed, and the phalanx of spears could be smashed alive.

Now, these mercenaries do have pikemen, but they are not heavy armor, nor elite infantry, nor any soldiers who dare to sacrifice to stop the heavy cavalry charge.

Some are just a bunch of money-seeking, greedy, mercenaries!

They don't even want to die for the money.

But in order to make more money, they won't throw their lives on the battlefield of their employers!

Even to make money, if the enemy's price is high enough, they can fight back on the battlefield!

Mercenary.

Reputation is one of the worst things!

This group of mercenaries is almost thinking about it, carrying the large silver coins in their arms, wearing the chain mail and iron-inlaid leather armor issued by the stone pass, and all kinds of weapons in their hands. When the battle went bad, he planned to run away immediately.

Even those mercenary captains who pretended to be arrogant and had a drink with Baron Dylan before had this plan.

No one is a fool who wants to die.

The tide has turned.

Originally, they were indeed the Rolf who bullied the inn.

I don't like that arrogant guy.

But now, they found that this guy Rolf, even Baron Dylan dared to slap the table, and his arrogance to start a war with ruthless words was really emboldened.

Now that Rolfe's confidence has come, their confidence has disappeared.

Disappears completely.

When Baron Dylan walked out of the inn, he couldn't help but breathe a little faster.

At the top of the dunes, the hundreds of heavy cavalry are extremely deterrent, not to mention the heavily armed, nailed mail armor, Germanic swords and fan-shaped shields on the left and right sides, which are worthy of the main infantry.

Compared to the messy group of mercenaries below, the equipment and discipline are all complete!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Rolfe's arrogant laughter can't be stopped.

He walked forward quickly, and the desert robbers next to him brought his war horse. Rolfe turned on his horse neatly, but reservedly asked Baron Dylan: "We will go to meet Lord Kant together. ?"

"Oh, no need, I'll just wait here for little Kant to come over." Baron Dylan replied coldly.

"Then please wait."

What responded to him was still Rolf's answer with arrogant laughter.

"Humph!" Baron Dylan snorted coldly.

Watching Rolfe lead the team to the dunes quickly to meet him, his face became more and more gloomy. He turned his head to look at the vassal knights behind him, hesitated for a moment, and came to the side of the two strange knights. He asked in a low voice, "The situation is already very unfavorable for us. If...it's not right, we will definitely be in a weak position when we start a war with this little brat, Kant. After all, their troops look very good."

"Well, what you said makes sense." The two unfamiliar knights nodded, arrogant but did not take Baron Dylan in their eyes at all, just waved like a real general: "You and him first Negotiate and find out about Kant's situation."

"Yes." Baron Dylan nodded, but when he lowered his head, the eyes in his eyes were extremely resentful.

Accept the support of the forces of the East County Territory.

Also representing the forces of the Eastern Commandery, began to infiltrate his forces.

Baron Dylan, who has lost his ability to control himself, even lost the capital to compete with the forces of the Eastern County when he was cut off by the great knight at his right-hand man.

Look up at the approaching Kant and the large army.

Baron Dylan's eyes flickered.

The power of the East County Territory is huge. In fact, he does not need his participation. It is just because the geographical location of the Stone Pass is really good. It is just at the pass of the Sunwaya Mountains and is located in the center of the salt trade.

If the overall situation is settled, it is estimated that he, the baron of Stone Pass, will be transferred with luck.

With bad luck, it is estimated that it will mysteriously disappear.

Those high-ranking nobles who eat people and don't spit bones have always played like this.

But for now, he still chose to forbear, and walked towards his mercenary army with these two strange great knights and his own vassal knights.

Looking at the vassal knights licking their faces to flatter, Baron Dylan felt disgusted.

"Lord Dylan."

Next to , the vassal knight who had followed him for a long time said softly: "Now, these guys from the East County are getting more and more over the line. I don't think it will take long, Lord Dylan, your authority will be..."

"Shut up!" Baron Dylan gave him a vicious look.

Turn his head, no one around him noticed them, so he reminded softly again: "Now we still have to rely on them, don't make any mistakes for me, if we lose them, we probably won't be able to stay at the Stone Pass. If you don't want to be the same desperate wandering knight you used to be, just shut up for me."

This vassal knight was Baron Dylan's good friend at the time. Like the vassal knight who was killed or captured by the 600 knight attendants, they were all elite cavalry brought by Princess Sophia in the Kingdom of Silver Plate.

So the three of them can stand side by side, as close as brothers.

However, when Baron Dylan became the lord of Stone Pass, there were more things to think about and a lot of distance.

The vassal knight shut up.

But there is still a look of indignation on his face.

Looking at the knights who were licking their faces and flattering, he gritted his teeth and cursed: "These damned guys, when they were wandering knights, but you, Lord Dylan, took them in, and now they turn their heads and forget!"

"I mean you shut up."

Baron Dylan snorted.

However, there was a bit more gloom between his brows, and his footsteps paused slightly. He turned his head towards the most trusted vassal knight, and there was a bit of malice in his eyes, but he quickly disappeared: "I have a mission. I'll give it to you."

"You said." The vassal knight nodded.

"I need you to create some surprises...for example...this..." Baron Dylan commanded him softly, his eyes flashing even more ferocious: "Do you understand?"

"But this...my fate..." The vassal knight breathed a sigh of relief~IndoMTL.com~ relieved. "

Baron Dylan patted him on the shoulder: "I will protect you." After a pause, looking into his eyes, he said solemnly: "The three of us have come over even the most difficult times, There are only two of us left, if I can't rely on you and keep you, what friends do I have?"

The vassal knight hesitated, but looking at Baron Dylan's firm eyes, he nodded affirmatively: "I see!"

"Good!"

Baron Dylan tapped him on the shoulder.

The two looked at Kant with a bit of savagery and ruthlessness in their eyes.

PS: I have a bad cold recently, and I can't update it. It's been 2 days since I've been in a bottle. I don't want to explain too much. It will explode in the past. Some apprentice trumpeters, who are not even apprentices, come to criticize people confidently, and they are a bit irritable. The rhythm is not what you bring, it's enough.