Lord of the Oasis Chapter 136: .Kant in astonishment

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Fatis agrees with Kant's proposal.

As the order was issued, the two gates of the "Drehem" fortress were reopened, and the light cavalrymen, with grins on their faces, rushed out on their horses, shouted at each other's familiar comrades in arms, and disappeared into the vast sand dunes. among.

They may not be all that proficient in defensive battles where tactics require rigidity.

However, as long as they are equipped with light equipment, as long as they are broken up into pieces, they are like fish jumping into the sea, and all the means that they once used in the Sarand desert can be easily used.

Though they are Kant's hussars.

But in the past, they were still the Shahai gangsters who made the whole Sarande Sultanate a headache!

Dispersed harassment.

This is their specialty!

Sarande horses and desert horses, who are good at living in the desert, step on the sand briskly and move quickly between the dunes. This speed is not much slower than the movement in the plains.

Centered on 15 Salander riders.

25 elite desert robbers, and 40 desert robbers, spread out over a wide range.

Almost tens of meters away, other teams can only be seen.

But in fact, distance is not a problem. They all have a set of ways to communicate with each other. They are teammates. They are teammates. The tacit understanding cultivated in the plundering career can make other comrades in arms have a good heart and respond quickly.

Or spread out to harass enemy troops.

Or gather behind a dune somewhere, form a neat charge line, and set up spears to charge the enemy.

However, at the moment they are best at hiding.

Kant is standing on the top floor of the Consulate Hall, Fatis and Manid are following him, staring at the north, he can clearly see the desert robbers spreading behind the dunes, just like loaches Slippery shuttling between the crevices at the bottom of the dunes.

"They're good." Kant's eyes were filled with satisfaction.

"Perhaps." Fatis nodded.

His tone was disrespectful, which was the confidence brought by the country and the contempt brought by education.

To this Swadian knight, desert robbers, despite their fierce reputation in the Sultanate of Sarand, belong to the feared light cavalry, but he knows better that these light cavalry are on the frontal battlefield, But it didn't make much difference at all.

Even Sarandian riders can chase after them, not to mention the Swadian heavy cavalry with men and horses in heavy armor.

After a while, Fatis realized that his answer to Kant was quite rude, and he explained: "But these Sarandians can cause some trouble and confusion to the enemy, which is quite good."

"Yes, that's it."

Kant chuckled, ignoring Fatis' previous typo.

He doesn't expect much from desert bandits.

After all, in the division of arms, it belongs to the cavalry of about level 3. To be precise, it should be about level 2.5. Only the elite desert robbers can be regarded as level 3 cavalry, and their combat effectiveness is not strong.

It is his request that the troops capable of harassing the enemy are troublesome.

These desert bandits can certainly do it.

4 short javelins per person may not be much, but 40 desert robbers are 160, which works wonders for harassment.

Not to mention there are 25 elite desert robbers.

Each person is equipped with 6 short javelins. Although there are only 25 people, the number of javelins has reached 150.

So Kant has confidence.

Those 300 short javelins with heavy potential are thrown out one by one, and the killing effect is much better than that of feather arrows and crossbow arrows. Although the disadvantage is that the range is short, it is only more than 10 meters in total, but the lethality is not strong.

In addition, the short javelin thrown by the person took advantage of the horse's momentum to quickly assist the arm strength, but the effect was pierced.

It is estimated that even the chain armor worn by Salander riders can pierce a blood hole.

What's more, according to Kant's understanding, those high-level gnoll warriors of the Greymane Kingdom are generally equipped with chain armor. Although they have a good defense effect against swords and slashes, their defense against stab wounds is a little worse. .

Due to structural issues, chain mail is not as effective at defending against bows and crossbows as dagger, chain or scale armor.

Now encounters a javelin that can break even shields and chainmail.

Those gnolls can only ask for their own blessings!

"Here it is."

Fatis spoke suddenly, his eyes narrowed.

Kant and Manid's faces were also solemn, and they followed Fatis's gaze towards the north.

In the layer of sand dunes to the north, countless black spots are appearing on the top of the sand dunes. They seem to be slow, but in fact they are moving quickly towards the sentry oasis where they are located. All occupy seven or eight dunes.

"Dong dong dong -- dong dong dong -- dong dong dong --"

The bronze bell was hurriedly rang by the Swadian light infantry in charge, and the clear bell echoed in the fortress.

The soldiers who were still on standby all stood up.

The archers on the city walls and the arrow towers are all aiming to the north with their weapons.

Crowds of civilians are also waiting in line in the open space under the city wall. If the city wall is in a state of emergency and is about to be breached, the special effect of the clock tower will be activated, and it will become 550 recruits with basic armament.

Although it is unable to withstand the powerful offensive, it is no problem to barely maintain the front line with one's own life.

"It's finally here."

Kant squinted slightly, his hands propped up the concave and convex arrow wall, but his heart was calm: "The expedition of the Graymane Kingdom."

He's been waiting for this day for a long time.

Since the defeat of the gnoll tribe, the capture of Asage, the discovery of the northern part of the Naren Desert and the coast of Mannheim, and the knowledge of the Greymane Kingdom composed of high-level gnolls, Kant has understood that today's battle is absolutely impossible Avoid it, because the other party has come with malice, and in essence, the plan is to plunder and war.

These high-level gnolls of Greymane Kingdom have no idea of ​​peace talks or business.

Kant didn't think so either.

War is the best option.

If those high-level gnolls of the Greymane Kingdom really come in the spirit of friendship, choose peace talks, choose commerce, and choose trade, then who can he represent in the oasis of sentry, the titular baron of the Lion Principality? ?

He doesn't represent anyone!

On the contrary, because of the profits brought by the gnolls, they will fall into endless crisis.

Why did the nobles who forced him into exile to the desert let Kant reappear in high society, laughing and talking with them hypocritically, and then slit their throats with knives ?

Just look at the heirs of the Principality of Lions who die for some reason every year.

No one is good at being a noble!

And the most critical point is the natural salt mine. This resource point is extremely important to Kant's future development. It is absolutely impossible for him to let go to anyone again. Even if it is a war, he will not hesitate.

This salt mine represents the future!

The barren Narun Desert, perhaps of value, is this salt mine.

Kant couldn't let go.

The heart beats faster due to the spread of thoughts, not fear, not excitement, but pure throbbing, especially watching the enemy troops that are getting closer and closer , just carefully observing the light cavalry, Kant slowly held his hand and said solemnly: "Tell everyone, get ready."

The gnoll troops are already less than 2000 meters away.

It's still black and white.

Gnolls are distinguished by their characteristic gray fur, slightly hunched back, and beast-like head.

If it is night, there must be green eyes in both eyes.

It's terrifying.

Kephatis frowned slightly, his gaze swept across the hordes of gnoll troops, and finally fixed his gaze on the middle position, his brows furrowed more and more, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Huh?" Kant frowned as well.

Even Manid, who is not good at military, can't believe it.

"What's going on?" Someone murmured to himself.

The tone is even more puzzled.

This is the voice of everyone now, and there is even a bit of astonishment in the tone.

The number of gnolls coming from Nawuya pressed into pieces is indeed very large. According to Fatis's visual observation, it definitely exceeds the 2,500 people estimated by the desert robbers. Even looking down at the dense queue, there are 3,000 people. .

Otherwise it would not have been possible to form a march of this magnitude, stepping over several dunes.

Kant and the others were puzzled and astonished.

There is still a bit of disbelief.

Because there are more than 3,000 gnolls here, all of them are "old friends" they are familiar with!

With sharp fangs on the lower jaw, gray fur, head held up like a beast, covered in tattered linen and hide, holding a wolf full of gravel and filthy iron Tooth stick's...

Lower Gnolls!

These are the favorite races of the "Drehem", the favorite cargo of the kingdom of Vecia, the favorite slaves of the snowfield iron ore owners, and Kant's favorite dinar, these low-level gnolls.

The astonishment comes from here.

That's right, the army of these lesser gnolls.

A low-level gnoll who can be driven by 40 desert robbers ~IndoMTL.com~, chasing after more than 300 tribes with a machete!

They actually launched an expedition to Kant's "Drehem", and gathered so many tribesmen, as if they were desperate, they wanted to use the mace in their hands to smash this stone building in one wave. The fortress was leveled.

"Hey, are you kidding me?"

Kant squinted slightly, and his eyes swept across the huge gnolls.

The black pressure was pressed into pieces, but as the distance approached, looking at their messy formation, there was no tactical formation at all, I couldn't help clenching my fists, and said in a deep voice as if insulted: " Now I wonder, what about the... expeditions from the coast of Mannheim, the kingdom of Greymane?"

In Kant's eyes, those are his enemies.

As for these lowly gnolls, they're just a bunch of trash that can be defeated at any time!

ps: I clearly set the automatic update at 3 o'clock... After I came back, I found that I forgot to post it regularly, sorry...