Lord of the Oasis Chapter 147: .The lucrative slave trade

At the natural salt mine, the hussars are rushing back quickly.

In the white-flowered saline-alkali land in the back, a long dragon composed of infantry was lining up in a slightly curved line, heading towards the dunes to the south, neither fast nor slow, seemingly calm.

This is a marching mode only available to elite troops.

While ensuring the marching speed, it can also ensure sufficient physical strength, which is beyond the reach of ordinary troops.

This is extremely disciplined.

The 10 desert robbers galloped back and forth a little faster.

Because they all know that this force is the Gnoll expedition force from the Kingdom of Greymane, from the coast of Mannheim in the north of the Naron Desert, in order to occupy their homeland and enslave their colonial force!

This important piece of information must be quickly returned to the sentry oasis and reported to Lord Kant!

The starry night travels back and forth.

It will take at least a full day to get back.

The sentry oasis is still heavily guarded. At night, there are Swadian militiamen armed with heavy spears and a large wooden shield on their left arm, patrolling the inner side of the city wall in neat queues, each in a team of ten, extremely cautious.

The POW camps, in particular, were heavily guarded.

For the sake of the more than 2,000 gnoll captives, everyone will be lined up at night, reducing the rest time.

Time passed slowly.

Night is gradually replaced by dawn.

“Ooooooooooooooooooooooo-”

The male sand grouse begins to croak like a domestic chicken, standing on the top of his coop, flapping his wings, proudly claiming his ownership of the coop and the female sand grouse below him.

Yubai appeared in the sky, and it was now the dawn of the second day.

A new month.

It's also a new week.

“Dong dong dong.”

The wooden door of the room was knocked softly.

Kant, who was not yet asleep, woke up quickly, opened his eyes and asked, "What's the matter?"

Outside the door, a Swadian infantry was standing there respectfully, and respectfully reported: "Lord Lord, Mr. Jocelyn of Zhivadin, and his caravan have arrived."

"Well, I see."

Kant nodded, sat beside the bed and quickly put on his clothes, while instructing: "Let Manid be in charge of reception."

The infantry outside the door replied, "Mr. Manid is already receiving him."

"Well done." Kant praised.

After the infantry's report was completed, they backed away and stood back on the stairs as guards.

Kant got dressed, washed briefly, and then walked down the stairs.

The first floor of the Consulate.

Manid was talking with the caravan leader, Jocelyn, with a smile on his face, and occasionally laughed a few times. Although it was dawn when the sky was still dark, the atmosphere of the conversation between the two sides was extremely harmonious.

Kant walked down the stairs, and the two stood up to say hello.

"Good morning, Lord Kant."

"Morning." Kant nodded.

Sitting in his seat, with a smile on his face, he said to Jocelyn, "This month is very timely."

"No way, the kingdom of Wikia is too short of slaves."

Jocelyn shrugged slightly, with a helpless smile on his face: "Lord Kant, the more than 500 gnoll slaves that I brought back last time were given to the mine owners of the Xueyuan Iron Mine in almost less than a day. It's gone."

"Well, that means it's very popular, doesn't it." Kant chuckled.

"Of course." Jocelyn nodded.

Standing up at the same time, he took out the letter in his arms and placed it on the table respectfully: "Lord Kant, this is a handwritten letter from King Yarogerke, I would like to express my most sincere thanks to you."

The peasant woman who was waiting next to her came over, gave each of the three a cup of water made with date palm powder, and picked up the letter and handed it to Kant.

"Let me see."

Kant tore open the envelope and looked at the beautifully painted envelope above.

Written in Wikia script.

But he still understands.

The above is King Yarogerk expressing his thanks, and at the same time saying some words of friendship between the two sides, with some compliments, and at the end, he also pointed out that if Lord Kant has time, I hope you will visit Zhivadin. , he will lead all the nobles to welcome Kant's arrival with the most solemn national ceremony.

Putting down the envelope, Kant said to the caravan leader Jocelyn, "Thank you for the kindness of King Yarogerk for me."

"My pleasure." Jocelyn nodded.

"Also."

Kant's face was a little solemn, and he turned to Manid and said: "You will be responsible for the work of counting the prisoners. All transactions are to Jocelyn before morning, and it is best to settle them all before morning."

"It's already being counted," Manid replied.

"Very good," Kant praised.

Manid is rigorous in his work, and it is not without reason that he can become a business genius at a young age.

And he continued to report to Kanthui: "When Mr. Jocelyn's caravan came to the fortress, he had arranged for his nephew and the infantry I sent to go to the captive camp to count the gnolls, if there was no accident , according to the time, the inventory is almost finished now."

Kant raised his eyebrows with a smile on his face: "As expected of Manid I trust."

"You praised it." Manid bowed his head modestly.

The three chat happily.

After a while, the wooden door was pushed open and the Swadian infantry entered.

Shen Shenghui, an infantryman serving as a guard at the gate, reported: "Lord Kant, the nephew of the Jocelyn merchant wants to see you."

"Let him in," Kant replied.

"Yes." The infantry nodded, turned and walked out.

And a young man walked in quickly, the nephew of the caravan leader Jocelyn.

With a bit of elation on his face, he bowed respectfully to Kant in the Consultative Hall: "Seeing you in the early morning is like seeing the heart-warming sun. Good morning, my esteemed lord."

"Okay." Kant nodded.

But when he looked at Jocelyn, he chuckled: "He wouldn't talk like that before."

Jocelyn smiled embarrassedly: "I found him a teacher of noble etiquette in Zhivadin. After all, he is about to lead a business by himself. These basic etiquettes are necessary."

"Indeed." Manid nodded with a chuckle.

Kant smiled, then asked, "Have the results been counted?"

"Completed."

The young man nodded ~IndoMTL.com~ and bowed respectfully, and then reported: "This time there are 2,096 prisoners. Based on the calculation of 30 dinars per person, we will pay 62,880 dinars."

"More than 60,000." Kant raised his brows slightly.

That's a lot of money!

In the game, this amount of money can be considered a lot of money, and even nobles will be tempted when they see it.

After all, the value of this money is enough to maintain a large elite army for several months!

"Yes, a total of 62,880 dinars."

The young man repeats.

However, with a bit of hesitation on his face, he looked up at his uncle and said slowly, "But there are 293 gnoll captives here. I can't tell their value, so I didn't count them."

PS: Well, according to the latest news, Qi Chop 2, the ticket has been delayed until 2018... Well, this urine is okay...