Lord of the Oasis Chapter 164: .The end of the month that arrives in a flash

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Time flies, 3 weeks passed quickly.

It's the end of the month.

Sentry Oasis is still busy, but full of energy.

Civilians are busy in the agricultural and animal husbandry areas on the north side. No one can relax, but no one complains about this kind of life. Instead, they all have happy smiles on their faces, full of love for building their homes. .

They have a lot of energy.

At the celebration banquet, Lord Kant, the lord of this place, promised.

Drehem will not treat any of its subjects badly!

These words were spoken by the Lord in person, and they are absolutely authoritative. These civilians who have been plagued by exploitation and war in Calradia expressed absolute applause for this.

So they all work hard at the Sentinel Oasis as their home.

Besides, this is the land of miracles.

Lord Kant's reputation is even more spread in Calradia. Under the praise of bards, everyone knows that this is a young, benevolent and philosophical lord. Even the nobles will hear this name. I am very respectful, so I will never deceive them, ordinary civilians.

And when they came here, they also noticed Kant's kindness.

Because in the poll tax, these civilians only need to pay 1 dinar per week.

On weekdays, I take care of food, drink and accommodation.

Here in Calradia, those greedy nobles who have to break their bones and **** their marrow don't care about the life and death of the civilians in their territories, they only know how to levy taxes, levy taxes, and then expand their troops to build stronger troops. Plunder other lords, or answer the king's call to attack other kingdoms' lands.

"May God bless Lord Kant."

Thinking of this, the commoners who are still busy with their farm work prayed in their hearts.

It is rare to see such a good lord.

At this time.

Kant is walking in the attic of the city wall.

Inside, the Virginia marksmen scattered among the city walls and arrow towers respectfully came to Kant, bowed and saluted him, without any pretence of a 5th-level unit, and very complimented Kant.

"Anything unusual?"

Come to the top of the arrow tower in the northeast corner.

Kant stood in the 10-meter-high arrow tower, overlooking the rolling sand dunes to the north.

The marksman behind him replied: "No, Lord, everything is normal."

"Very good."

Kant nodded and said at the same time: "Keep an eye on me."

"Yes," the marksman replied.

Although they have already defeated the expeditionary force of the Greymane Kingdom and sold all the captives into slaves, basically annihilating these people from the coast of Mannheim, they still need to be vigilant.

God knows if those higher gnolls will continue to send people over.

After all, the Greymane Kingdom on the coast of Mannheim is an independent kingdom power. It is very simple to send someone over to inquire about the results of the expedition.

And the most crucial point.

Manid and a team of 30 dromedary camels and 20 desert robbers have gone deep into the Nalen Desert to collect coarse salt from the natural salt mine. It has been 3 days since they counted, and it is estimated that they will be back soon.

Dromedaries are no less quick in the desert than desert horses.

Kant spent 20,000 dinars to buy another 20 dromedary camels, which are no different from the previous 10. They are all desert boats, elves that can walk briskly among the dunes.

And the ability to carry objects is even better.

"There is a situation."

Kant was about to walk down the arrow tower.

At the same time looking into the distance, the sharp-eyed Virginia Marksman found something. After careful identification, he immediately reported: "Due to the north, Mr. Manid's camel team is back!"

"Huh?" Kant also turned his head to look.

Across the lush 30 acres of date palm trees, the end of the eyes is still the vast sea of ​​sand.

Frowning slightly.

Kant, of course, knew that these Vaegir marksmen couldn't deceive him.

Wait a while.

Finally, at the end of the line of sight from the north, small black dots appeared in the eyes. Although it was still not clear, Kant still smiled and praised: "Well done."

Vegir's Marksman's vision is much better than his.

Leave the Arrow Tower.

Kant speeds up his tour of the city walls.

There is actually no need to patrol, the soldiers are very conscientious.

It is not so much to say that this is an inspection of the city wall, it is better to say that Kant is venting his energy. After all, after the end of the city-defense battle that week at the beginning of the month, with the arrangement of various constructions in the fortress, the sentry oasis has returned to peace, and his body As the lord, he has nothing to deal with.

All I can do every day is walk around and see my new and changing territory.

That's all there is to change.

Three weeks later, Kant is already a little boring.

Although the previous days were a bit tense and a bit depressed, he was still quite full, and now he is suddenly relaxed, making him a little uncomfortable.

After inspecting the city walls, Kant walked down the stairs.

The three Swadian sergeants who followed behind were following with their burly bodies dangling.

This is his bodyguard.

"Good morning, Lord Kant."

"Hello, my lord."

"Good morning, Lord."

The civilians on the street greeted Kant eagerly.

"Okay." Kant nodded in return.

As a noble, he deserves this kind of respect. After all, he is still the lord here. If in Calradia, these commoners greet the lord disrespectfully, they will be treated by the lord according to his temper. Either reward them with a whip, or they can be caught and thrown into a cell to squeeze out a ransom that is enough to go bankrupt.

It's just that Kant scoffs at this, a group of lords who have gone mad because of the war.

Walk along the street.

Slight sweetness is pervading, the sugar factory is making date palm honey candy.

Those attentive peasant women and citizens who know how to measure have been able to boil sugar on a large scale, cut into thumb-sized candy cubes, put them in rattan baskets, and put them in a cooler underground storage room to prevent them from being exposed to high temperatures. change.

Now there are 20 baskets of date palm sugar in the storage room of the Consulate Hall, all of which were boiled during this period.

Wait for Manid's camel caravan to bring the coarse salt back.

All are processed in salt workshops into expensive fine white salt and shipped to Stone Pass.

The Principality of Lions is not only short of salt, but also of sugar.

These rough date palm honey candies are also precious sugars.

And the sweetness is more intense and prominent than pure honey. It will definitely become another cooperative business with Stone Pass like these salts, and the amount of trade will also be larger.

Of course, if Kant wants to expand his trade, the more than 3,000 sets of gnoll chain mail and two-handed battle axe captured can be sold for sky-high prices at the Stone Pass, and even Baron Dylan can't eat them. He needs a whole lion. The North County of the Principality, or the South County directly under the king, can eat the whole.

After all, according to the proportions of the gnoll's body.

One set of chain mail can be cut into two sets suitable for humans, and a two-handed battle axe can be smelted and rebuilt, and at least 4 long swords can be made.

This is a great strategic resource!

It is impossible for Kant to rashly sell, causing suspicion in the Principality of the Lion.

The "motherland" that is close to oneself does not need to cross the devil's land. It takes more than 30 days of desert to reach the southern part of the Nalen desert. If those greedy nobles want to, they can appear in the "Drehem" in a week. outside the city walls.

Although his elite troops can ensure that he is not afraid of the threat of these nobles.

But it would also interfere with the development of "Drehem".

Now the promoted building is under construction. The construction workers from Suno are responsible for the construction. The barracks that takes the most time can be completed on the last day of the month.

At that time, it will be the moment when "Drehem" is officially upgraded to a castle.

Before that, I plan to personally lead the team to the Stone Pass, continue to communicate with my uncle of Baron Dylan, explore the road by the way, familiarize myself with the terrain in the Sangwaya Mountains, and plan to build it in a hidden place. village.

This is his main purpose.

He had envisioned that even if there were no villages, he wanted to build a lumber mill in the Sangwaya Mountains.

Especially the expedition that defeated Greymane Kingdom.

Kant has fully brought natural salt mines under its control, and increasing the production of fine white salt is also on the agenda.

This will also consume a lot of firewood, and the daily fire for cooking, as well as the sugar making in the sugar mill, all require firewood as fuel. Simply relying on the date palm trees that were cut down before is obviously not enough.

The establishment of new villages will alleviate this problem.

Although I don't know which country's village will be randomly selected.

But in his heart, Kant has set the village ~IndoMTL.com~, which is planned to be built in the Sangwaya Mountains, as the basis for the two basic positions of the lumbering field and the slave-hunting land.

Provide large quantities of high-quality charcoal to Sentinel Oasis.

And for Kant, provide a large number of low-level gnolls.

After all, in this mountain range that blocks the Nalen Desert and the Principality of Lions, I don't know how many small groups of low-level Gnoll tribes thrive in it. The gnoll tribe has more.

After all, although the mountains are barren, it is obviously easier to live than the desert!

Return to the Consulate.

Kant didn't wait too long, and Manid and his camel team came back in a hurry.

After properly arranging the task of the salt-making workshop, Manid took off his linen robe, tidied up his appearance, and after making sure that there was nothing rude, he quickly entered the hall.

"Lord Kant, I'm back."

Manid bowed first and said hello to Kant.

"Well done." Kant nodded with a smile, stretched out his hand and said, "Sit down, drink some water and eat first."

"Thank you very much."

Manid continued to thank him respectfully.

The peasant woman who prepared the food next to him brought it over and placed it in front of Manid.

Fresh toasted slices of bread.

And sweet wheat porridge, as well as fresh pan-fried lamb and fried eggs.

Fairly hearty food.

Manid, who was already hungry, did not hesitate. He was familiar with Kant's character. After continuing to thank him, he quickly devoured it, but he also guaranteed the most basic etiquette in front of Kant, the lord.

After eating quickly, he wiped the corners of his mouth and apologized to Kant: "I hope there is no rudeness, my lord."

PS: For the second update, it was a little late, so there was no update. Tomorrow, um, it should be said that there will be an update during the day. Unsurprisingly, it will continue to be five more, thank you for your support!