Lord of the Oasis Chapter 227: .Self-recommended apprentice

Kant rode his horse and led the team to the Sanwaya Mountains.

But he didn't walk too far. The sound of horses' hooves was heard behind him. He turned his head to look, but it was the seven apprentices.

They are all young scholar-type mages, so their riding skills are poor. As the horses run under their crotch, they hang crookedly on the saddle, and they have to hold the horse's neck with both hands to stabilize their figure. It looks very poor.

"Slow down." Kant pulled the reins a little and shouted.

Then he turned his horse's head and almost reprimanded the seven apprentices who were chasing after him: "Why are you following, do you know that we are going to the Sangwaya Mountains, which is more dangerous and not a place that you can go to. "

The combat ability of the mage apprentice is currently not as good as that of the Wikia archer.

Although the spell is powerful.

But their casting range and frequency are pitifully small.

In addition, their own strength is poor, and the melee combat skills have not been learned. After 10 spells per day, these apprentices wearing thin mage robes and holding wooden staffs are no different from ordinary civilians.

No, there is still a difference.

At least the Swadian peasants will use their sharpened scythes to fight beast-like resistance!

Much better than these stick-only mage apprentices.

"It's dangerous there, and it's not that I deliberately belittle your combat effectiveness."

Kant spoke directly and advised them: "You are still the most basic apprentices, and it is very dangerous to face the demonized creatures that appear in the Sanwaya Mountains." After a pause, Kant still sighed: "If you can Become a mage, with more casts, stronger destruction spells, and mysterious summoning spells, maybe I can take you there."

I have mastered the extraordinary power of these seven apprentices. If I lose it in the dangerous ruins like this, it is obviously not worth the loss, because this is not a military training, but a death.

"Lord Lord."

The seven apprentices, with firmness in their eyes, clenched the staff in their hands and said solemnly: "We are not afraid of life and death, please let us join your team and make up for the mistakes we have committed!"

The mage apprentice at the head bowed his head in shame and said, "We think we need to grow up quickly."

"So." Kant frowned.

He turned his head and glanced at the 188 Swadian heavy cavalry next to him.

He found that although these heavy cavalry soldiers looked calm, they still looked at the seven apprentices with contempt. Obviously, they did not take these apprentices who possess the power of mysterious elements in their eyes. Deep down, he was unwilling to let them join his battle sequence.

It's no wonder that the real battlefield is always a cruel hell, a **** field of life and death.

These mage apprentices, who seem to be in castles and academies, are really not suitable for fighting with them. After all, when these heavy cavalry charge, no one will stay behind to protect them.

"Please allow us to join, Lord."

The mage apprentices bowed their heads respectfully, but their tone was very appropriate: "In the tradition of the Ainfus Empire, there has never been a mage who was afraid of war. Although we are the most basic apprentices, we still have a fearless heart."

"Okay." Kant finally nodded, agreeing with their demands.

Indeed it is.

A mage apprentice is the same as other arms. It is very difficult to upgrade to a mage without going through war.

Look at the mages who are around 45 years old and know that the study of magic is no less than the study of mathematics and physics on the earth. As for the stronger mages, their beards and hair are already white, and there are many people in their 60s and 70s. exist.

If you really let these mage apprentices study and explore carefully, the upgrade will be too slow.

Kant can't wait for these decades of penance.

Taking a deep breath, he turned his head and solemnly reminded the apprentices: "We will be safe along the way, but when we reach the village of Aaron in the Sanwaya Mountains, remember, we must be behind the protection of the melee arms. , otherwise there will be casualties, and I will lower your evaluation in the future!"

"Understood!"

The mage apprentices were beaming with joy and immediately nodded solemnly.

"Let's go." Without further ado, Kant turned his horse's head and continued to lead the team forward.

Horseshoes stomped on the sand making a dull sound.

Occasionally, there is a little rumbling thunder because of the steadfastness.

A medium-sized team of heavy cavalry marched in a group, with their horses and men in heavy chain mail, with a linen cover on the outside, and after a sandstorm there was a breeze, raising their cover, rolling up a few grains of sand, Looking majestic!

The lances these cavalry are equipped with are also attached with triangular flags.

It is a golden lion on a red background.

Even on shields.

This is a status symbol, representing that they all belong to Kant and are a unified force.

Moreover, in order to cope with the so-called ancient passage in the ruins, Kant also brought [the power of deterring the enemy] and [the power of command]. The quadrangular flag was raised high and fluttered in the wind in the hands of the cavalry next to him.

The horn is also pinned to Kant's waist, ready to be drawn out to sound.

In addition to the [Lion Knights Medal], Kant has brought out all the war-related wonders from his family.

He takes the special tasks of the system very seriously.

Perhaps the inside story is related to the lost city in the age of mythology, the holy city made of gold.

Because he once saw the resurrected Sun saint in the golden coffin.

The beautiful face still appeared in his mind.

And in the eyes cast like gold, the indifference towards him and ordinary humans.

Kant doesn't think that if something goes wrong, or if the bloodlines of the gods who were hidden and slumbered in the mythical era wake up, they will hypocritically be wronged with him, forget their past honor, and be a slave in the ancient mythological era. Humans, together rule this emerging world.

Temporary complacency may be possible, but it is impossible to completely abandon the former honor and merge with humans into a new power, unless humans are willing to become their slaves again.

But that's the problem.

Kant does not want to be a slave, he has been working hard to get rid of slavery and bondage.

Why can the bloodlines of the gods in the ancient mythological era be able to enslave human beings again and turn Kant into a slave as well, maybe because of his strength, he will make a little favor and become the leader among slaves, but he is still a slave. !

Kant will not appoint, he will definitely resist!

These troops and war wonders are Kant's preparations. If he encounters the blood of the gods again, he will still issue the order to kill without hesitation, so that they who have fallen behind the times can see and see who is saying it now. Only, who can decide the life and death of the other party!

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The entire cavalry marches, and the speed is very fast.

Thanks to the blessing of the system, the heavy cavalry has much less restrictions in the desert environment.

At least the soft sand that can sink into the calf of a warhorse is nothing to worry about.

Just after the horse's hoof was passed, the horseshoe at the bottom was like stepping on a hard sand layer, and the riders on the straddle walked forward quickly to avoid falling into the sand layer, and then pulled out the extra stamina and time consumed.

Even the tolerance of the weather and the weight has also been systematically blessed.

Not as unbearable as the real world.

For example, the riders wear a full set of chain armor, and the Swadian military horses also wear warhorse chain armor on the crotch, as well as the weapons, equipment and materials they carry, which can be maintained in this state for a long time after being blessed by the system.

If the heavy cavalry of the Principality of Lions saw it, their eyes would probably fall.

After all, this violates common sense of physics.

Of course, this is a blessing that appears after the system integrates the rules of this world.

It belongs to Kant's golden finger.

After a day and a night, the slightly undulating sand dunes were replaced by flat desert plains.

In the center of the desert in the distance, a 2-story building stands prominently there.

It is Kant's post station.

Although it was daytime, I could vaguely see many caravans coming or leaving with their horses. The merchants wearing sunshade hoods and linen robes came in and out, and they moved very quickly.

You can even occasionally see sword-wielding caravan guards confronting each other over trivial matters.

But you can't fight.

Inside the inn, Swadian militiamen armed with heavy spears and wearing iron-inlaid leather armor came out. Although they were alone, they were not afraid at all.

If there is a slight stalemate, even his words will not work. With a whistle, 10 burly Salander riders walked out of the inn, wearing Salander chain armor and holding horse whips, came to viciously It was a slap in the face, and those who dared to resist immediately pulled out the sword of Sarand, and used superb melee fighting skills to let this group of caravan guards know who is the boss here.

"Not bad." Kant looked away and nodded with satisfaction.

Although it was only one day, Rolfe, who came here in advance, has already taken care of the station in an orderly manner.

Let the villains manage the caravan~IndoMTL.com~ with the cunning of the nobles. Rolf's appointment is very correct. For this strong man who seems to have a bit of aristocratic demeanor, those businessmen are the fastest Within a short time, I will understand, this is the real **** villain who does not eat oil and salt, and does not eat hard and soft!

The most important thing is that I don't dare to offend this guy, because the cavalry team of nearly 200 people can look at them in the inn. Any abnormal situation will turn this villain into a devil and swallow them up. There's nothing left!

They believe this guy dared to slaughter their caravan and take the big silver coins they brought.

You can tell by looking at the lawless bandit temperament!

"Lord Lord!"

Just as Kant looked at the distant post station, the heavy cavalry next to him reminded: "Someone is coming."

Kant turned his head, and five desert robbers were galloping behind the sand dunes not far away. Seeing the flag fluttering in the wind, the golden lion on a red background, he quickly turned over and dismounted, and half-knelt on the ground in a respectful salute: "Lord It's a great surprise to see you here, my lord.") Download the free reader!!