Lord of the Oasis Chapter 34: .Hobson’s embarrassment

In the southern part of the Nalen Desert, majestic war horses are galloping.

The expedition team from the Principality of Lions is advancing among the dunes at a relatively fast speed.

"Should be right ahead."

Rowan rode his horse and ran at the front, staring at the horizon in front of him, and he was slightly relieved: "As expected, I should be able to reach the sentry oasis in half an hour."

As a guide, he finally completed his initial task.

Luo Wen sighed, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and showed helplessness in his eyes.

Complete the mission when you arrive at the Sentinel Oasis?

That's a joke!

The Sentinel Oasis is only the first step in this expedition.

There is a second step.

The third step, and more!

They all went deep into the Naron Desert, exploring unfamiliar and unfamiliar areas, and even inspecting the expedition troops of the Principality of Lions ten years ago, which have never been penetrated.

"Oh, that's the **** thing."

Rowan rolled his eyes, thinking about it now that he was really unlucky.

However, when he turned his head to look at those squire knights with expressionless faces, Rowan also wisely concealed all the negative expressions on his face.

He can't afford to offend these guys.

Rowan is only the captain of the cavalry team, and these squire knights are members of the cavalry regiment.

The status of the two parties can be different.

Especially the Hobson knights who rode their horses beside the carriage, but the real knights, there are no 300 knights in the entire lion principality.

Now there is one in front of him, and it makes him a little dry.

But it has nothing to do with him.

As a guide, Rowan knew he had better lead the way.

Just as he was thinking wildly, a famous squire came over and said indifferently to him, "Lord Hobson invites you over, I hope I can talk to you about the route."

The attitude of this squire knight is very rude, but Rowan is used to it.

I cursed in my heart: "Damn it." But with a smile on his face, he nodded hurriedly: "Understood."

Turning his head to look behind, Knight Hobson also looked at him, nodding from him, Rowan loosened the reins, turned the horse's head over, bowed his head and asked respectfully, "Sir, what can I do for you?"

"How long until we get to Sentinel Oasis?"

Hobson asked in a normal tone, without too much arrogance.

He's a knight after all.

The cornerstone of the aristocracy, with its own demeanor.

"This, there should be half an hour."

Rowan quickly replied: "It will be there soon."

"Half an hour?"

Hobson nodded, staring straight ahead, a bit of relief on his face.

Even he is already quite tired in this Naron desert.

"Knight Hobson, take it easy. If we can find anything from this expedition, we will have a great return when we go back."

A slightly hoarse old voice sounded in the carriage.

Scholar Hank opened the curtains of the carriage, his eyes were extremely bright: "Trust me."

"Of course, Hank Scholar, your erudition shines like a pearl in the Principality of the Lion."

Knight Hobson nodded, which is why he was willing to follow Hank Scholar to come here.

The Lost City.

This term stands for endless wealth.

In fact, when he came here, he also had the shadow of the lion principality.

He is a member of the aristocracy.

"Wait."

But Hobson's face was slightly solemn, and his right hand was directly raised: "There is a situation!"

"Boooooooooooooooo-"

The sound of the long sword being unsheathed was instantly heard.

Rowan also subconsciously pulled out his long sword, swallowed and spit, the surrounding cold light flashed, the squire knights pulled out their knight swords, stopped their horses, and looked around vigilantly.

The Narun Desert is dangerous, and they naturally know it.

Hobson looked at the front, his face slightly heavy, and slowly said: "Team 1, Team 2 spread out, scout from both sides!"

"Understood!"

On the left and right sides, 20 retinue knights responded immediately.

The horses then dispersed, roaring towards the middle of the dunes, in groups of two, forming an efficient detection team.

They are standard cavalry regiments.

"The Hobson Knight."

Scholar Hank's expression was a little dignified, and he asked, "Did you find anything?"

Rowan also swallowed and listened quietly.

"I heard hooves, not many, but very flexible."

Hobson nodded, with solemn eyes in his eyes, looked around the surrounding sand dunes, frowned and explained: "They are moving among the dunes, they should be light cavalry."

"Light cavalry?"

Scholar Hank frowned and looked around in disbelief: "How come there are light cavalry here."

Hobson frowned slightly: "That's what I'm curious and suspicious of."

The Narun Desert is a barren land.

Cavalry?

That's impossible!

In this desert, it is difficult to even support people, and even more delicate war horses can't support them at all!

You must know that war horses are not just casual horses.

"Da da da..."

And just as they were contemplating, the rapid sound of hooves appeared in the sand dunes ahead.

The 10 squire knights behind Hobson immediately drew their swords and moved forward, each with a solemn expression, but they had been trained as regular knights since childhood, but their expressions showed no fear at all.

Behind the dune, a light cavalry is charging out.

And behind this cavalry, 6 retinue knights are biting tightly behind.

It seems that it was the pursuit of these squire knights that made this light cavalry come here in a hurry.

Hobson frowned slightly.

He found that the light cavalry was wearing rather tattered equipment and weapons, but because he was dressed in light clothes, his speed was so fast that the squire knights couldn't keep up, and the distance was getting bigger and bigger.

If they weren't here, the light cavalry would have escaped by the sand dunes.

"Lord, be careful!"

The squire knights drew their swords and kicked their horses forward, all with grim faces, clearly ready for battle.

However, Hobson raised his hand and frowned: "Wait." And he also opened his mouth and said to the light cavalry: "Unfamiliar cavalry, we are from the Principality of Lions, and there is no malice."

Suddenly, he also seemed to be thinking of something and blurted out: "We know Baron Kant."

This sentence seems to break the gap between the two sides.

Those squire knights who were still chasing also slowed down.

However, everyone still maintained a surrounding formation, firmly surrounding the nimble light cavalry in the middle.

It is basically difficult to escape.

The light cavalry apparently knew that too.

Slightly restraining the war horse, frowning at the Hobson knight who was obviously a superior, he finally said, "What is the relationship between you and Lord Kant?"

"Baron Kant is the son of the Duke of the Lion ~IndoMTL.com~ and I am a pro-knight of the Duke of the Lion."

Knight Hobson opened his mouth and took the initiative to introduce himself.

But his status as a knight, respected in the lion duchy, did not have any effect on the light cavalry, not even bowing his head on his horse.

This light cavalry soldier from the Sultanate of Sarand is dedicated only to Kant.

It's the Desert Bandit!

"Why are you here?"

The desert robber opened his mouth and asked in a questioning tone: "This is the territory of Lord Kant, and you are trampling on Lord Kant's sovereignty. I hope you can give a reasonable explanation."

"Uh..."

Hobson was stunned for a moment, apparently not expecting that the light cavalry would speak to him in such a tone.

But when he turned his head to look at this vast sea of ​​sand, there was a wry smile at the corner of his mouth.

That's right.

The Principality of the Lions had already conferred the southern part of the Narun Desert to Kant as a baronie. He brought so many troops to the Desert of Narun, and he had not explained the situation to Kant, which could cause war in the Principality of the Lions.

It's a matter of reputation.

There is no nobleman who is indifferent to the unfamiliar troops running rampant on his territory.

But this was even more embarrassing for Hobson.

But where is this place?

Naron Desert!

Civilization forbidden zone!

Badlands!

No one will come here without necessity!

But looking at the solemn appearance of the light cavalry, he shook his head helplessly and did not explain anything: "Take us to the sentry oasis, me and the old scholars on the carriage, we all know Baron Kant."

PS: This is an update for yesterday.