Lord of the Oasis Chapter 23: .The punishment of being sunburnt

Yes, the enemy.

The hearts of these six desert robbers were stern, and the standard spears were already clenched in their hands.

Just in front of this sandy road, at the end of the moonlight's sight, there are seven or eight shadows standing on the sand dunes beside the road, motionless, as if staring at them.

"Ready for battle."

Kant's voice sounded, and he also took off the light crossbow on his back.

He pulled the bowstring forcefully, and the sharp iron crossbow arrow was already attached to it. With his raised arm, he aimed at the figure on the distant sand dune, and his fingers gently squeezed the trigger.

The desert robber's hand also untied the cloth pocket on his back, and the thick handle of the short javelin also appeared on the back of his neck.

These bandits in the desert are better at throwing right away.

They were all ready for battle.

"Be careful."

Kant is also reminding, and at the same time, the horse is slowly approaching.

It is still a safe distance, so they dare to keep approaching. This is the confidence of cavalry, because once they perceive that the enemy's strength is too strong to compete, they will immediately retreat.

They come and go like the wind, and they are super mobile. This is the cavalry.

But their caution was ignored by the dark shadows standing on the sand dunes at this time.

It was as if he was just standing on the dune, motionless, watching Kant and the others silently, without the slightest movement, let alone the sound of the enemy.

"My lord, there is something wrong with this." A desert robber said.

Looking at the dunes, these robbers who are good at desert combat have not frozen their heads by the low temperature, and their thinking is still quite flexible.

Looking at the dark shadow above, they instinctively found an abnormality.

"Let's take a closer look."

Kant nodded, he also noticed this, but still whispered: "If there is a situation, immediately retreat."

"Understood." The desert robbers responded.

They slowly followed the desert road and continued onward.

As the distance approached, Kant's brows were wrinkled, and his eyes were fixed on the dark shadow in the distance.

Facts proved that he was right. Although his vision was a little blurry due to the night, Kant was absolutely certain that the seven or eight standing shadows were gnolls.

A beast-like head, covered in hair.

These are the distinctive features of gnolls, and Kant, who has had a fierce conflict with them, will not admit mistakes.

But at this time, his brows furrowed.

"Why do the gnolls on the dunes feel strange?" he asked.

"Yes."

The desert robbers nodded at the same time, their faces solemn.

In their eyes, the gnolls who are getting closer and closer are quite unnatural at all, standing with their heads slumped, as if... they are tied to something!

The bright moonlight illuminates the sand dunes even more clearly.

Kant's eyes narrowed slightly.

"That's..." He couldn't help but blurt out, the emotions in his heart fluctuated violently.

"Lord, be careful!"

The desert robber behind him kicked the horse's belly, and the 6 people moved forward quickly, the spears in their hands clenched tightly, and their eyes swept around vigilantly.

Simply, nothing unusual.

There are no enemies either.

They all breathed a sigh of relief, but their eyes turned to the top of the dunes again, still full of horror.

Because on the top of the dune, there are indeed 7 gnolls, with fangs on their lower jaws, gray fur all over their bodies, jackal-like heads, and human-like bodies.

But now, they are really tied to wooden posts.

Thick and long hemp ropes bound these gnolls, from the thighs to the chest and abdomen, they were tied tightly.

"What's the matter?"

The light crossbow in Kant's hand was still clenched tightly, but the horse's belly was slightly kicked.

The warhorse under the crotch has a heart, and feels this power, and the speed of the forward becomes slower.

The desert robber behind him had the same solemn expression, his eyes fixed on the seven gnolls, and someone said, "They are all mummified corpses. According to the temperature of the Naron desert, they have been tied to them for at least a week."

"A week?"

Kant narrowed his eyes: "This is punishment?"

"Perhaps execution," replied the desert robber.

If it weren't for execution, then the gnolls on these seven wooden pillars would never have been dried into mummified corpses.

The appearance of being directly tied to a wooden post, and then being brutally scorched to death by the scorching sun of the Naron Desert, is comparable to the cruelest punishment.

"Why, they will be executed?" Kant's brows became tighter and tighter.

But he was not afraid. Instead, he glanced at the sand dunes in front of him vigilantly, and instructed the desert robbers behind him, "Get up and take a look!"

Anyway, they are cavalry and have no fear.

With the two legs of those gnolls, they can't catch up with them.

And Kant also doesn't believe that these gnolls will really find that seven of them will come here.

In order to ambush them, such an obvious trap was specially set up.

Obviously, if this is the case, it would be better for those gnolls to directly attack the sentry oasis. Compared with their fast-moving cavalry, villages with fixed orientations obviously have a bigger goal and gain more.

"Drive!"

Kant shakes the reins of the horse, his legs tucked tightly around the warhorse.

The light crossbow was aimed at the front, but when they all rushed to the top of the sand dune, they did not encounter the slightest enemy.

Kant looked at the mummified gnoll in front of him, grinning, and couldn't help frowning: "They died tragically."

"Alive to death." The desert robber nodded: "I didn't drink a little water."

This kind of punishment has been experienced by all ethnic groups and races in desert areas.

The Sultanate of Sarand used to have this kind of punishment, but it was only against the most vicious enemies or prisoners who had committed certain unforgivable sins.

"It's so sad~IndoMTL.com~ Kant looks elsewhere, the function of these mummies is to shock.

He died miserably before his death, and he will be used after death.

But he doesn't have any sad feelings, because these are gnolls, who are his enemies. If possible, Kant would even be willing to let all these gnolls be sunburned to death, thus saving him a huge trouble in the early stage!

"That...that's..."

Looking around, Kant looked around.

But when he saw the north, towards the horizon of the dunes, his eyes suddenly widened: "It's saline-alkali land!"

Kant couldn't help exclaiming.

Just north of the dunes, under the bright moonlight, patches of white like a sea were spreading, as if they were about to rush towards this direction and devour the entire desert.

This is exactly the saline-alkali land that Kant and the others were looking for!

And this also proves the desert robber's claim that there is indeed a natural open-pit salt mine here!

"It's true."

Kant swallowed, clenching his hand holding the light crossbow.

Perhaps in the eyes of modern people, this is just a pile of useless saline-alkali land, and the salt accumulated on the ground is also inferior coarse salt. Except for industrial use, it will not enter the lives of ordinary people at all.

But in this medieval antiquity, it was a luxury.

Once in Poland in the previous life, there was an underground salt mine. For hundreds of years, the edible salt of the entire European continent was produced, and it also brought 30% of the annual tax to Poland. Profiteering!

"Sir, the tent over there."

The desert robbers spoke, they found anomalies,

On the edge of that saline-alkali land, nearly forty or fifty tattered tents are being set up there.

Looks like it's those gnolls again!