Lord of the Oasis Chapter 702: .The War of the Islanders

"Welcome, welcome, warm welcome."

Looking in the direction of Claremont's fingers, DeWitt saw several tattered elves pulling banners and shouting enthusiastically.

DeWitt hesitantly summoned Captain Abel and asked, "Captain Abel, are the elves standing there sent by the site to pick us up?"

"Huh?" Abel's eyes seemed to be shaken by the sight of several people's clothing.

The three frowned and walked to the elf welcome team.

"Raphael?" After getting closer, Abel finally recognized the face of the person he knew well and shouted.

The elf called Raphael turned around and met Abel. He grinned in surprise and said, "Abel! This time the elves are led by you?!"

After confirming his identity, facing Raphael's surprised expression, Abel was puzzled and didn't know where to ask.

Devitt and Claremont on the side were also silent.

Although the elves are lazy, generally speaking: they are very concerned about their appearance.

At least Dewitt and Claremont have never seen the ragged, dark-faced elven clan before them in the main elven city.

"What's wrong with you?" Abel finally asked.

"Let's talk about this when we get back to the site's residence," Raphael responded.

Abel nodded in understanding.

"Hello, my name is Raphael. I'm the lead representative of the station in charge of receiving you this time." Raphael officially introduced DeWitt and Claremont.

"Hello, I'm Dewitt, the leader of the Calradian soldiers this time."

"Hello, I'm DeWitt's assistant, Claremont."

"Nice to meet you. Prepare to take the soldiers up the mountain with me. It's getting late," Raphael said.

"Okay." DeWitt agreed, and walked to Raphael with the entire team of soldiers.

The group left the harbor and set off towards the nearest mountain.

The marching team followed the elves leading the way and climbed the mountain for about an hour.

Abel grabbed the branch and climbed up: "Is there no way to go to this mountain? We can only climb this way?"

"There is a way," Raphael replied. He seemed to have walked this road with familiarity, and was not panting like the others.

"Then why don't you walk?" DeWitt finally found a place to lean on and asked with a breath.

"The road is in the front mountain, and it is the territory of the tree people. You can't walk." Raphael explained.

"Never heard of it: Occupying a turf can also delineate mountain roads," said Claremont, panting.

"On this island, that's how it is. A road, a drop of water, a fruit. All are marked with the label of which one belongs." Raphael sighed.

"It's scary," DeWitt said.

"Not only that, the forces on the island will fight each other and compete for each other's resources." Raphael continued: "The outpost we built under the mountain was also occupied by the orc army."

"I didn't expect the island to be in such a bad shape," said Claremont.

"Is there any hope of getting the occupied outpost back?" Abel asked.

"Impossible. There are hundreds of orcs on the island. We are no match for them." Raphael shook his head and continued on his way: "Fortunately, we built it on a high mountain. No need to worry about food and so on. The current situation is not too bad, as long as you finish your mission, the forces here will not do anything to us."

Abel sighed and said nothing, but followed closely behind Raphael.

After an hour, everyone finally arrived at their residence on the mountainside.

"I didn't expect this place to be quite big." DeWitt sighed, looking at the wooden building in front of him.

"This building is designed to accommodate the number of people performing the task. The craftsmen in the country got a lot of inspiration from the gnome craftsmen and quickly built this building." A site elf walked up to DeWitt. introduced.

"Please stay here for one night, please," Raphael called.

All soldiers followed into the building.

The lobby is not very furnished and is too empty for its vast footprint.

Soldiers help the site's elves carry a long table out of the utility room.

"Today, let's have dinner in the lobby," said the soldier at the site.

"Let's go to the upstairs room and have a look. After dinner, we'll assign each room." DeWitt ordered.

The soldiers carried their luggage and went upstairs.

The room was cleaned to a fair degree.

Only the part of the window sill that was wet from the rain, the wood was moldy.

A soldier sat on the bed board, stretched, and said, "I think this place is not bad. It's much easier than camping in the wild ~IndoMTL.com~. I don't know why that Raphael The adults feel as if they owe us."

"It must have been bruised by other forces on the island. The post was also taken away. I feel very guilty or something." The soldier sitting opposite him thought for a while and replied.

"Of course. The person who can be appointed as the site leader is also a senior officer in the army who is responsible for the discipline of hundreds of people. When you don't know anything, you came to this small island..." Back A soldier leaning against the wall said.

Dinner time.

Site personnel cook up an entire table of hearty dishes.

The soldiers at the table were all staring at the dishes in front of them with joy.

The personnel at the site were also in high spirits: they had to eat dry food every meal until the reconnaissance team arrived.

The reason is that cooking requires water, and there is no place on the mountain with sufficient fresh water.

Even elves need ten times less water than humans. But still can't squeeze the excess water out of the teeth.

This meal used up one-fifth of the water stored in the elves on the site.

It won't be long before I worry about water again.

However, looking at the long-lost delicacies in front of them, no one will not forget the troubles in front of them.

"To all the Scouts." Raphael toasted.

"Cheers!!"

The soldiers gleefully drank the aged wine from their glasses.

"Generals, this cup is to you. I hope you can hear good news from the place where the mission is carried out." Raphael walked to the table of Abel and the other three and raised his cup.

"Thank you, Raphael," Abel responded first.

"We'll get the job done and get out of here with you," DeWitt said firmly.

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