Lord of the Oasis Chapter 115: .Generous attack return

The Reston Ranger on the top floor has long since discovered Kant.

Before reaching the city gate, Fatis brought the Swadian heavy cavalry to greet him.

50 heavy cavalry on standby at all times, even their horses and men are in heavy armor, even if they are covered with a layer of linen to block the scorching sun's scorching chain armor, the horse's hooves shake the sand, and every step The appearance of splashing sand and leaving shallow pits is terrifying.

It is known as the 4th-level cavalry with the best defense and the strongest group combat. This reputation is not for nothing.

"Lord Kant, welcome back in triumph."

Under the leadership of Fatis, everyone respectfully greeted Kant.

"Yeah." Although Kant was tired, he nodded in good spirits.

From the departure to the salt mine, after the battle, it took two days and two nights to return. It was indeed extremely difficult.

Turn his head to look at the afternoon, which is approaching dusk. Although the sun is not as hot as noon, it still makes him sweat. Kant waved and ordered: "Go and prepare food and water, and don't forget to add some freshness to the war horse. fodder.”

"Your Excellency, everything is ready." Fatis replied, and he has always done everything.

"Very good." Kant was satisfied with this.

"This is what I should do."

Fatis bowed his head respectfully, his excellent qualities did not make him proud.

At the same time, he turned his head and looked at the low-level gnolls who were **** and almost skinny, but his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his tone was slightly apologetic: "My lord, I don't know there are so many. captives, so their food and water need to be returned to the fort before they can continue to be prepared."

"Never mind," Kant replied.

These gnolls are extremely patient, and they won't die at this time.

To be on the safe side, on the two days and nights after returning home, Kant ordered the captives to eat only a handful of food and water, and they could only maintain the most basic needs. possible.

Followed back to Sentinel Oasis.

Manid and the merchant chiefs, as well as the garrisoned infantry, also came to the city gate to wait respectfully.

And those peasants who were still busy, when they heard the lord's triumphant return, all threw away their work and rushed to the city gate, standing behind the soldiers, cheering and welcoming.

Kant rode his horse into the fort.

With a smile on his face, his soldiers and peasants rejoiced, but from the heart, although it was only a situation.

Vanity suddenly filled his chest, making him slightly intoxicated.

Kant sighed inwardly: "No wonder the superiors like to welcome them, this feeling is really unusual."

It's more than extraordinary, full of vanity, which can almost make people faint, make once shrewd monarchs dull, and make warlike generals proud, many people are ruined by these vanities.

Kant naturally understands this truth and calms down quickly.

It's not that his own sanity is too strong.

It was the current "Drehem" situation that made him wake up instantly.

There are not enough military buildings, the city walls are not high, there are no arrow towers or sentry towers, let alone towers or weapon workshops, and there is no military camp where soldiers can rest. They can only sleep in tents around bonfires at night.

There is a lack of houses. There are only a few houses that can only accommodate 50 peasant women to sleep at night.

And the 200 farmers also sleep in tents.

It looks like the Sentinel Oasis is surrounded by city walls, the soldiers are stationed, and everything is in good order, but in fact, compared to the most backward North County, the most remote stone pass in the Principality of Lions, the environment is much better than here. .

Turn over and dismount, and immediately a Swadian infantry comes over to take the reins.

Kant also instructed: "Give more water."

"Understood." The infantryman nodded and led his horse toward the temporary stable.

A warhorse that accompanies the trek is no match for a camel.

The camel is known as the boat of the desert. It is replenished before leaving, and there is nothing to eat or drink for two days.

More delicate warhorses can't do it.

In the three days back and forth, Kant, a new military horse carefully bred from the Kingdom of Swadia, was visibly thin and lost the spirit and energy before he left. Obviously this trip The desert trip made it exhausted too.

The Salander Horse of the Salander Rider, the desert horse of the Desert Bandit's elite, is equally exhausted.

Traveling in deserts consumes three times more stamina than in plains.

The soft sand that sinks in and pulls out is exhausting, and every step of the way, the sand is harder to hold than a solid plain stone or dirt road.

This is another reason why cavalry on camels in the desert are stronger than cavalry on horses.

Return to the Consulate.

After Kant sat down, the peasants and peasant women who served as servants also quickly brought all kinds of food.

It's still the same.

Lamb stew, toast, grilled sausage, cabbage bisque.

However, to Kant's surprise, there was a layer of reddish brown syrup on the toast, which seemed to be coated with honey date palm sugar cubes after melting. It was crispy and sweet to bite, and served with a stew that also contained sugar cubes. Boiled mutton adds even more flavor.

This is not dark cooking.

I am used to eating salty and hard roasted air-dried meat and roasted sausages. These sweet foods are even more appetizing.

Just a small amount.

Like a meal at a king's banquet, it is famous for its exquisiteness and small portions.

Kant had eaten these sweet foods in three bites, but his stomach was still grumbling. He shook his head helplessly, and asked the peasant women who were waiting next to him, "Is there any other food?"

"Yes." The peasant women quickly smiled on their chubby faces: "It's being made in the kitchen."

"Since there is, then serve quickly." Kant nodded and urged.

These are the 50 peasant women. The women from the Swadia Kingdom are all around 30 years old. Just like the peasants, they are quite healthy and strong, and they have no problem in ploughing the fields. .

Standard Swadian women, not those dainty city girls who do nothing but look good.

Soon, follow-up meals were served.

The peasant woman twisted the waist of the bucket, her two sturdy legs and feet were moving very fast, and the arms were comparable to Kant's thighs. She also carried a dinner plate, and came over to put down the food on it, which were two silver plates.

"My lord, this is a fried fresh antelope tenderloin, and a fried egg."

With a smile on the fat face, the peasant woman said proudly, "My lord, I made it all by myself."

"Oh, very good." Kant lowered his head, picked up the knife and fork, and ate silently.

It tastes good.

The fried tenderloin is sprinkled with a little spice and salt, and the frying temperature is also good. It is also sprinkled with a sauce made of honey and cabbage. The overall combination is perfect. Compared with the original roast or stew, the taste Not a level at all.

The same goes for the fried egg next to it. Although it is an ordinary poached egg, it is no less than a delicacy to Kant.

The peasant women and peasants are still waiting.

Kant ate quickly, enjoying the relaxation and comfort of returning home.

Because he was eating delicious food, he also brought a sense of pleasure in his mind, which made him unable to stop thinking about it.

If this is the book, perhaps those readers who are looking forward to women will definitely like these peasant women. If they marry, they can not only have sex, but also help with housework. If they are bullied, they can be bodyguards with a kitchen knife.

"Well, they must like it without a girlfriend." Kant thought silently.

After eating the food quickly, Kant exhaled contentedly.

Only these fried foods are much better than rough grilled foods.

The peasant woman next to her also thoughtfully brought over a cup of date palm powder that was boiled with hot water. This is a drink after a meal, and it can also be drunk like tea. The date palm has a strong flavor and the taste is still good.

Compared to the rough-handed peasants, the peasant women are obviously better at serving people.

The fatigue of the journey is relieved.

Kant wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief and commanded: "Everything is cleaned up."

"Yes, my lord." The peasant women came over and immediately began to put away the dishes, ready to take them out to wash.

And Kant got up and walked out of the Consulate.

The smell of the food outside is very strong, just on the street, the tables and chairs are spliced ​​together, and the food is piled on it.

The Sarandians are eating with great interest. Obviously, these mutton fried in fat are more delicious than the roasted air-dried meat and sausages. They have eaten enough on the way.

Manid's arrangement is also very appropriate.

Seeing Kant come out, he and the caravan leader hurried over to say hello: "I hope the food is still to your liking."

"Very good." Kant nodded with satisfaction: "The food is also great fried."

The oil should have been purchased by this caravan leader, after all, only his caravan has this kind of material.

As if aware of Kant's thoughts, the caravan leader smiled wryly and shook his head: "Sir, Mr. Manid, did not buy oil from me, just bought a lot of grain and linen."

"Huh?" Kant was curious.

"Those desert antelopes are fat, suet oil made from fat."

Manid replied with a smile: "Although there is a bit of a stinky smell, the food that has been masked by honey and spices ~IndoMTL.com~ fried food tastes good, much stronger than simple grilled food."

"Good job." Kant couldn't help but praise.

The price of a tank of oil in a caravan is 500 dinars.

This is Calradia Continent, the oil that is refined after slaughtering the fattest pigs. Even Kant feels that this is expensive, and he feels distressed simply to improve the food.

Be aware of the weekly maintenance cost of 50 desert robbers, but only 800 dinars.

Of course, Kant is not short of money now.

He turned his head and smiled at the caravan leader: "I have more than 300 gnoll captives here. I can't wait to see those lovely dinars reappearing in my hands."

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