Lord of the Oasis Chapter 21: .Water in the big tent

Even in this world, the basic scientific concept still exists.

Eat, drink, sleep.

Exercise, work, rest.

But right in front of Kant, something that made him puzzled and shocked happened.

This large-scale gnoll tribe is not located next to an oasis with abundant water resources at all, but is directly in the desert, and can thrive for a long time, which makes Kant's eyes widen.

He couldn't help but pursed his lips and whispered, "Maybe there is water around?"

"No, there isn't any water."

The desert robber shook his head, disagreeing with Kant's statement.

Looking around the surrounding sand dunes, he said solemnly: "If there is sufficient groundwater here, certain drought-resistant plants will definitely grow, but if you look closely, you can see that there is nothing here."

The only thing that is bare is the sand, and the sand is everywhere.

Kant squinted slightly.

"But how did these gnoll tribes survive?" he said, his tone a little dignified.

The desert robber shook his head: "I don't know."

"They can't eat some sand, can they replenish fresh water?"

Kant's face was gloomy, and the large number of tents in front of him were in a mess, including a large number of gnolls, which made his face extremely ugly. the power of.

Taking a deep breath, Kant forcibly suppressed his emotions: "They definitely have water sources."

Yes, there is water.

Kant is sure.

If there is no water source, these gnolls will never establish a tribe here.

No one wants to die.

Even these gnolls are still primitive tribes.

"Look, they're cooking."

The desert robber opened his mouth, attracting Kant's attention.

It's dusk, and it's time for dinner, and these gnolls are no exception.

In each tent, many old gnolls emerged.

With the cooperation of the female gnoll, she took the pieces of torn air-dried meat and began to distribute it to the surrounding gnolls. Obviously, it was still owned by the tribe, and even the food was uniformly distributed by the tribe.

Including the most precious fresh water in the desert.

But this time, the fresh water came from the center of the entire tribe.

It was a huge tent, 5 times bigger than other gnoll tents, just like a traditional house, supported and tied with various woods, with a rough aesthetic.

"The Gnoll Chief's Tent?"

Kant squinted slightly, apparently recognizing the background of the largest tent in the center.

This made the doubts in his heart even more intense.

Then he discovered that there was an old gnoll walking out with a wooden stick. Even though the sand dune he was in was hundreds of meters away from the center of the gnoll tribe, there was still a kind of palpitations in his chest.

"This old gnoll looks dangerous."

The desert robber also felt this way, and couldn't help but said to Kant: "It makes people feel a sense of fear."

"Well." Kant nodded and frowned: "Keep quiet, they can't find us."

At the big tent in the center, it seems that the old gnoll said something, and the gnolls in the entire tribe began to gather and form a crooked queue.

Among them are the gnolls who bite and fight each other because of their ferocious nature.

But then, a stronger gnoll came out of the big tent.

"The Gnoll Chief."

Kant was familiar with the works of scholars, and instantly thought of the identity of this strong gnoll.

This strong gnoll is wearing an ill-fitting chain mail, which looks like it should have been ripped off from a human, and can only barely cover the upper body.

The lower body is made of two other sets of chain mail.

Of course, there is also the outermost linen robe, which covers the traces of the chainmail on the body, and also gives this strong gnoll chief a deterrent of strength.

Also has a heavy axe in hand, unlike the two-handed heavy axe used by other gnolls.

Ten years ago, during the expedition of the Lion Principality, several powerful gnoll tribes were wiped out.

But thinking of the book he read at the beginning, Kant's mind suddenly stopped.

He thought of a record he had seen.

"That old gnoll... turned out to be a gnoll shaman capable of unleashing sorcery?"

Kant's eyes widened slightly.

At the big tent, the old gnoll leaning on a wooden staff was indeed integrated with the record in the book he had in mind, because it was too clear in his eyes.

Moreover, only gnoll shamans who can unleash sorcery are qualified to be in the same tent with the gnoll chief.

"This is more troublesome."

Slowly gritted his teeth, and Kant also had a wry smile at the corner of his mouth.

Although there are not many spellcasters in this world, they are definitely not easy to mess with.

For example, when scholars in the Principality of Lions recorded the gnoll shaman they encountered ten years ago, they directly marked the information that "we must focus on attacking this target and ensure that it is killed in the shortest time."

Because this gnoll shaman really has the spells he masters.

For example, the bloodthirsty art that can make people forget the pain and only know the killing.

An irritability technique that makes people irritable and increases the will to kill.

Even stone skin, which makes skin as hard as stone.

These are all things Gnoll shamans do.

In fact, in the expedition of the Principality of Lions ten years ago, whenever a tribe with a gnoll shaman was encountered, a certain number of casualties had to be paid to defeat the tribe.

This is a standard regular army that includes infantry, cavalry, archers, and even a military wizard.

If the current Kant's troops are allowed to attack this tribe, even if the number of the gnoll tribe is similar to that of Kant's troops, but a gnoll shaman is added, the consequences will be extremely bad.

This is the caster's advantage.

"Their water is out!"

The desert robber exclaimed, interrupting Kant's contemplation.

Kant frowned and stared. Just in front of the big tent, there was a gnoll holding a dilapidated pottery pot, drinking water in big gulps. After drinking, he handed over the pottery pot to the next one and walked to the side. .

And the next gnoll, too.

One after another, the entire gnoll tribe began to replenish fresh water during this time.

"In that big tent, there is a well!"

The desert robbers looked at each other and saw the affirmation in each other's eyes.

And Kant also nodded, frowning and said: "There are indeed wells, I really did not expect that their tribes found a desert with wells~IndoMTL.com~ No wonder it developed so well."

"If there are wells, then groundwater is abundant."

The desert robber's face also had a look of surprise: "But why, the surrounding vegetation is so sparse?"

Not just a loose issue, but none at all!

Kant frowned, also not knowing how to explain this question.

Breathing out slowly, he instructed the desert robbers behind him, "Now we can go back."

The reconnaissance mission is complete.

It's just the result, which is somewhat unacceptable.

Kant thought that this gnoll tribe was no different from the previous gnoll tribe in the sentry oasis, but now looking at the number of gnolls at least 2,500, his heart cooled down.

This is an overwhelming amount.

"Take the long view."

Kant gritted his teeth and comforted himself.

At the very least, he still has time to reschedule.

If you really can't fight against so many gnolls, then it's not impossible to abandon the sentry oasis and retreat back to the Sunwaya Mountains, especially since Kant still has 65 Swadian infantrymen, which is enough to cope with the complex mountain environment. .

Just leaving this desert really made Kant feel a little unbearable.

After all, this is where he intends to develop well!

"My lord, perhaps we can continue to move towards the depths of the desert."

But a desert robber had his own opinion.

He looked at the depths of the Naron Desert with a bit of solemnity on his face: "It seems that there is something else in the depths of the Naron Desert. Look at what these gnolls have left behind in the desert. The traces under it should lead to somewhere deep."