Lord of the Oasis Chapter 157: .The final closing moment

Kant stood on the wall with a calm face.

When Fatis led the cavalry to charge on the flanks and dashed directly towards the gnoll phalanx, the curtain was drawn and the battle was declared over.

Racing ahead are the Swadian knights.

10 knights wearing double-layer heavy chain armor, riding the most sturdy armored warhorses under their crotch, raised their heavy conical-headed lances with the thickness of their arms, and easily pierced the bodies of those gnolls, String them into gourds.

And by the inertia of the war horse, it whistled and continued to rush towards the depths of the formation.

The Swadian Knights are always on the front lines.

They are sharp, and on either side are Muluk, a top heavy horse from Sarande.

The same violent rushing horses, the strength of the charge is second only to the Swadian knights, and the two-handed iron staff, which is swung with the help of the speed of the horses, will shatter any gnolls that come into contact with them, and the mouth will spit. The blood poured out.

The wound has no obvious scars, but even the bones are broken and completely sunken.

Gnolls fall in pieces.

And more Swadian heavy cavalry, still riding behind him.

The Sarandian rider behind Lian is galloping, charging into the enemy line with a spear.

There are also elite desert robbers who are light cavalry. Those desert robbers are all carrying spears in a coordinated charge. Although the melee combat effect is poor, they can kill the enemy with machetes.

What's more, the heavy cavalry in front had completely torn apart the enemy line.

All cavalry are on horseback.

The horses' hooves stomped heavily on the formation of the gnolls, hitting those gnolls who were too late to dodge, and with the swing of the knight's sword, the machete, and the mace, all the gnolls groaned and fell to the ground in despair .

Break the face with a dot.

All the troops rushed in frantically, their hearts blossoming, and they completely crushed the resistance of the gnolls.

Actually the gnolls didn't resist either.

When Fatis led the cavalry troops to directly overwhelm the gnoll phalanx, the exhausted gnolls began to disperse, and they were completely trampled under the horse's hoofs or were smashed by the cavalry without organizing an effective counterattack. The close-up weapon turned the handle against the head and turned it into a corpse.

Even the formation is directly penetrated by the cavalry from south to north.

Even Fatis turned the horse's head, and although some of the cavalry around him were injured, no one was killed.

The resistance received is unusually weak.

Those gnolls who pierced their chests with spears and slashed with machetes, still didn't raise their battle axes, just stared blankly at their companions around, being slaughtered, slaughtered, at a loss, just dumbfounded wait.

They lost the ability to fight.

Morale collapsed to the extreme.

Totally exhausted.

No one let out a howl of encouragement, because they no longer wanted to continue fighting, and even the madness with their previous eyes completely disappeared. Looking at the cruel battlefield full of chaos, they finally bowed their heads and gave up their resistance completely.

Not even the most rudimentary formations to meet the enemy were re-formed.

Kant squinted slightly.

On the city wall, he could see clearly, his breathing went from tense and fast to now, and he waved his hand and said, "Everyone, stop shooting, stop attacking."

"Yes!" The messengers responded.

Then immediately turned away.

Step on the corpses on the ground, through the blood-stained walls and attics, and convey the lord's orders.

The battlefield ceases.

The arrow rain, which was still dense at first, also stopped shooting at this time.

Even the Fatis outside the city walls have been told by the messengers that the order to stop the attack is just on standby in the desert flat on the north side, holding the spears and spears in their hands, indifferently watching those who are standing slumped in Outside the city walls, it was like a gnoll, a gnoll who was like a corpse.

"The battle is over." Kant said: "There is no need to continue the attack."

Those gnolls have lost the will to resist.

And to Kant it's a captive, a wonderful dinar!

A living dinar.

Still waiting in the "Drehem" fortress, Jocelyn, the caravan leader with guards and sentries to help defend the Consulate, can buy these high-level gnolls for 50 dinars each.

Kant doesn't think he's rich enough to ignore this huge sum of money.

So many higher gnolls are ready-made captives.

And the dead gnoll...

There is no value at all, just a pile of corpses that feel disgusting to even pick up!

………………

Kant's order to be taken prisoner is also communicated.

This task is undoubtedly the work of the cavalry outside, and the cavalry who have just entered the battlefield and completely defeated the psychological defense of these gnolls are very happy.

There is no better way to enjoy a victor than after defeating an enemy and then capturing them.

"Put down your weapons and surrender to avoid death!"

"Put down your weapons and surrender to avoid death!"

"Put down your weapons and surrender to avoid death!"

Fatis did not continue to issue the order to charge again. The unscathed cavalry surrounded the gnolls around the battlefield. Anyone who tried to escape would be slaughtered by them.

And the flexible light cavalry of the desert robbers quickly swept their wings around with their machetes, shouting loudly to persuade them to surrender, but looking at the flickering machetes, they should be more intimidating.

But it's the same for gnolls who have lost all will and hope.

Bewildered they may need an excuse.

"Bam bang bang bang..."

A two-handed battle axe fell to the sand beneath her feet.

These gnolls all fell to their knees, and there was no madness in their confused eyes, only the dazedness of the future, and the deepest despair, so deep that these gnolls who used to be invincible on the coast of Mannheim did not have the slightest thought The mind to resist.

He knelt down on the battlefield full of corpses of his comrades, and the blood had already dyed the sand red.

Bright red to the eye.

The closer you get to the city wall, the thicker the blood and the more corpses.

The two corpse stairs that were still burning and released billowing scorched black smoke showed the cruelty of the battle and how amazing the madness that the gnolls broke out when they were desperate.

You can even give up your own life, don't take it seriously.

Let me be trampled to death, crushed to death, burnt to death, but also become a stepping stone for the companions behind.

Just for now.

Such self-serving casualties seem ridiculous.

Because all the remaining gnolls chose to surrender, in the most shameful way of the army, to surrender to their enemies, without any conditions, in order to survive and not die on the battlefield.

"Manid."

Kant turned his head and said calmly: "You are responsible for dealing with prisoners, you should be the best at it."

After a pause, he also warned: "Tell Fatis, let him clean the battlefield, and I will notify Jocelyn to come to help you later. After you have dealt with your own affairs, remember to come to the Consultative Hall to report the results to me. "

"Understood." Manid nodded immediately.

"Okay." Kant also nodded and turned to leave.

The matter goes on.

The two can handle it well.

"Lord Kant!" After leaving the city wall, the city gate was covered in blood, and the scarred Swadian infantry quickly stood up and saluted Kant, and at the same time quickly separated 10 infantry to follow him, continuing to act as guard.

"Hmm." Kant nodded.

Although his face is calm, there is a gloomy look in his eyes.

The original 50 Swadian infantrymen were now less than 20, and all of them were wounded.

Even the 10 infantrymen who were assigned to serve as guards were not equipped with the original heroic weapons. The fan-shaped shield had cut marks, the outer iron-inlaid leather armor was torn, and the chain armor inside was cut off. .

Blood oozing red stains the torn linen robe.

It was these 50 Swadian infantrymen who stepped up when the mad gnolls broke down the gates.

30 people were killed in a short period of time. If it weren't for the hundreds of Swadian militiamen who came desperately to defend, it is estimated that these infantrymen would have been beaten and wiped out, even if the city gate was breached.

Those crazy gnoll warriors are definitely not comparable to low-level gnolls.

Even in Kant's view.

These are high-level gnolls from the coast of Mannheim, who have teaching combat skills and have fought on the battlefield. They can be called 5th-level troops, and they need Swadian sergeants who belong to the same 5th-level troops to resist.

The combat strength bonus of racial superiority is really too terrifying~IndoMTL.com~ After all, the height and weight of humans, as well as their own strength, are no match for these advanced gnolls!

"Take a break after cleaning the battlefield."

Kant instructed the infantry and militiamen at the city gate to turn around and continue walking towards the Consulate Hall.

The bodies of the deceased have been gathered up and placed neatly beside the city gate. At the same time, militiamen cooperated with each other to carry down the bodies of a larger number of bowmen on the city wall. Wipe their blood-stained faces with water-soaked towels, giving them final respect.

It is an honorable death to die to protect the homeland.

"Lord Lord."

Those able-bodied peasant women came over and wanted to help Kant.

But Kant frowned: "No need."

These peasant women retreated embarrassedly, with a bit of shyness on their faces: "Sir, you lead the troops to guard the fortress bravely, just like a legendary hero."

"Haha." Kant just chuckled and didn't answer.

Seeing that these peasant women were still holding pitchforks and kitchen knives, he calmly commanded: "Now go to prepare lunch, it's almost noon, our soldiers haven't even had time to eat breakfast."

Kant couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene, and told them: "Go and prepare lunch, it's almost noon, and our soldiers haven't even eaten breakfast."

"Yes, Lord." The peasant women nodded.

They are not good at fighting, but in life, they can handle it very well.

Kant returns to the Consulate.

It didn't take long for the aroma of cooking food to appear, and lunch was being prepared. The accelerated type could quickly replenish the stamina consumed during the war.

Supplies in the Sentinel Oasis can be quite plentiful.

PS: I came back late today, so I'll update it for the time being, and I'll make up for it tomorrow. Say what you say, if you can't do this book, you will directly eunuch.