Lord of the Oasis Chapter 20: .The big tribe in the desert

In the early morning of the Narun Desert, the sun was still blazing.

Kant shook the reins and rode his horse forward.

Behind him are 6 fully armed desert robbers, riding their own desert horses, with vigilance and caution in their eyes, without the slightest slack, as if there will be an ambush enemy when they don't know where they are.

They are heading deep into the desert.

Scouting out the gnoll tribe that attacked the Sentinel Oasis at night.

"Look over there."

Kant restrained the warhorse under his crotch and squinted at the dunes in front of him.

That's a lot of bunkers.

Breathing out slowly, Kant turned his head and said, "It seems that our route is right."

"The traces they left are obvious."

The desert robbers followed, and one of them spoke with an obvious sarcasm: "Just relying on these simple dogs, I really don't know how to survive in the desert."

"If these dogs were in the desert of Sarand, they would probably be swallowed with nothing left."

The other desert robbers are also mocking and disdainful.

The Calradia continent has a lot of disputes, and the continuous wars have made them all like desert experts.

Looking at the conspicuous marks on the sand dunes, in their eyes, it is undoubtedly a high-profile announcement: Hey, here I am. Do you know, following these traces, we can find our hometown. Come with us, we can't help but want to be slaughtered by you.

"It's ridiculous."

Kant also nodded, with a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth.

Kicking the horse's belly lightly, Kant shook the reins, and said lightly: "Let's continue walking, pay attention to vigilance."

"Understood." The desert bandits responded in unison.

As cavalry, their mobility for a short period of time is comparable to that of gnolls as infantry.

Following the visibly rambling footsteps in the sand, they went deep into the desert.

As long as there is no sandstorm, they are not worried about the route and direction, because behind them, there are also traces left by their horses, which are unique traces in the Nalen Desert.

Gnolls do not have horses, nor do they have the concept of taming a horse.

This kind of creature that can be domesticated and is important for cavalry is actually no different from prey in the eyes of the gnoll.

Besides, there are no horses in this thirst-to-thirst desert.

There is only an endless sea of ​​sand.

The vast expanse has a great visual impact.

This also symbolizes extreme barrenness.

Even in Kant's view, the barrenness of this Naron desert is worse and crueler than any desert he has ever known in his previous life, making it almost impossible for any creature to survive.

Along the way, I was more impressed.

Even some of the most drought-tolerant shrubs commonly found in deserts are very rare.

Except for a few plants that can be seen under the dunes near the oasis, in the depths of this desert, where there is no moisture at all, there is no green at all, only the endless yellow that seems to swallow everything. sand.

Cruel is like purgatory.

Kant looked gloomy.

As he went deeper into the Naron Desert, this sadness from the barren land filled his heart.

"Who would live in a place like this?"

After swallowing his saliva, Kant's mouth was dry as if he could breathe fire.

The same is true of the six desert robbers behind him. One of them immediately took off the water bladder on his horse and handed it to Kant with great discernment: "Sir, drink some water first."

"Hmm."

Kant nodded, reaching for the water bladder.

It's still a little cool to start, this is the spring water poured from the pond of the sentry oasis.

Take a sip, refreshing with a bit of sweetness.

The spring water covered the heat in his heart, but Kant's heart was still heavy.

The goal of this mission is to detect the location of the gnoll tribe and explore the possible saline-alkali land, but the whole morning has been wasted, which really makes him a little anxious.

He doesn't want to get nothing.

"Keep walking, hurry up, it's almost noon."

Kant ordered, and he continued to ride his horse forward, speeding up the march.

The 6 desert robbers behind him nodded, wiped off the water stains on the corners of their mouths, and quickly followed after placing the water bladders.

After all, they were all cavalry.

Compared with the speed at which Kant had just left the Sunwaya Mountains and headed to the Sentinel Oasis, it was at least 10 times faster, and with a clear line, the entire 7-man team moved very fast.

At noon, after a short break.

When the sun is slowing down and the temperature is getting lower, we will continue our journey.

Until the sun sets in the west and twilight appears.

Kant and the others finally stopped moving forward, because just following the messy traces under their feet, they continued to move forward a hundred meters away, and a gathering place consisting of a large number of tents was appearing in front of them.

A tribe of gnolls.

Kant's eyes narrowed slightly.

Without further instructions from him, the desert robbers beside him immediately jumped off their horses, and led their desert horses to hide behind the dunes, so as to avoid the huge number of gnolls finding them and causing unnecessary trouble.

Kant also dismounted and handed the reins to the desert robber behind him.

Then he walked towards the top of the dune and carefully squatted down to observe: "This gnoll tribe looks much bigger than the tribe in the sentry oasis." After a pause, he added: "At least 3 times. "

"Maybe more." The two desert robbers who followed behind him had solemn eyes.

In their observation, this gnoll tribe is indeed very large.

The tents made of various materials are piled up on the sand in a mess, without any planning. Let these gnolls with sharp fangs and gray fur walk around the tents at will, just like a slum .

The ground is littered with rubbish, leftover bones.

And the excrement, almost covering the sand of the entire gnoll tribe.

Many young gnolls roll around in the filth, chasing and fighting each other, as if these are not dirty things, but clean and hygienic plasticine, with no concept of dirt at all.

"It's disgusting."

Kant spit to the side.

He now finally understands why those gnolls always have a strange stench on them.

That's why.

"Lord Lord, there is regrettable news."

The desert robber opened his mouth and said solemnly: "According to the visual observation, the adult gnoll is close to 2000, and the young gnoll is at 200. If nothing else, this should be a well-developed gnoll tribe."

"This is really a pity." Kant nodded, with a haze in his eyes.

Slowly bowing his head, Kant looked at the front deeply and said, "The gnoll tribe of nearly 2500 is less than a day away from our sentry oasis. No matter how you think about it, it is very dangerous."

"They also seem to have a food source for hunting."

The desert robber continued to speak, with a more solemn tone: "It's even worse."

Kant narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction indicated by the desert robber.

A slightly stunned expression.

But soon, his face darkened even more.

On the edge of the messy tents of these gnoll tribes, many slaughtered livestock are placed on the sand to dry. At a cursory glance, there are at least 300 desert antelopes that have been skinned.

It seems that it has been drying for a while, and it has shrunk to the appearance of air-dried meat.

This is a small number of animals that can survive in the Narun Desert.

It is drought tolerant by nature, can eat a variety of vegetation, adapt to desert life, and its vitality is extremely tenacious.

On the natural dividing line between the Nalon Desert and the Principality of Lions, and in the majestic Sanwaya Mountains, there are many such desert antelopes living and multiplying. Of course Kant knew this.

Even in the villages of the Lion Principality in the south, hunters will go to the mountains to hunt desert antelopes.

But he frowned. Although he knew that there were many desert antelopes near the Sunwaya Mountains, he didn't know that there were desert antelopes in this area deep in the desert.

And also fell prey to this gnoll tribe.

"My lord, there is one thing you may not have noticed."

Another desert robber spoke with a look of horror on his face.

Kant frowned: "What?"

The psychological quality of the desert robber is still good~IndoMTL.com~, but Kant was a little surprised by such a horrified expression.

But then, there was also shock in his eyes.

Kant apparently found out what he was talking about, and could not help but blurt out: "This...impossible!"

"Yes, it really exists."

The desert robber swallowed slightly and said in a slow voice, "Lord Lord, I don't even know what's going on, but it's the reality." After a short pause, he continued: "This jackal There are no springs, no lakes, no soil in the human tribe, and it is not an oasis at all, but they are here.”

They looked impressive.

In the gnoll tribe just a hundred meters away, there are indeed messy tents everywhere.

There are gnolls in rudimentary linen clothing, and young gnolls with no regard for hygiene.

Including looking at filth and household garbage.

But no matter how Kant observed, there was no oasis in the flat sandy ground in front of him!

Exactly as the Desert Robber said.

There is no spring.

There are no lakes.

There is no soil.

There is no oasis.

But in this desert, there is no oasis, no water resources, it means death!

How could it be as well developed as this gnoll tribe?

The gnoll tribe with a scale of nearly 2,500 is already a big tribe, but now it is just appearing in this desert, in a desert area without oasis and water, which is really heart-pounding.

I was even more shocked.

Kant couldn't help muttering to himself: "This is not scientific."

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