Lord of the Oasis

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

Eat, drink, sleep.

Exercise, work, rest.

But right in front of Kant, something that puzzled and shocked him 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 pursing his lips and whispered, "Maybe there is water around?"

"No, not any water."

The desert robber shook his head, not agreeing 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 find that there is nothing here."

Bare only sand, sand everywhere.

Kant narrowed his eyes 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 always eat some sand, can they replenish fresh water?"

Kant's face was gloomy, and there were a large number of tents in front of him, including a large number of gnolls, which made his face extremely ugly. This is the power that can easily destroy his still young "Dehrim".

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

Yes, there is a water source.

Kant is sure.

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

Nobody wants to die.

Even these gnolls are still in primitive tribes.

"Look, they're starting to cook."

The desert robber spoke, attracting Kant's attention.

It was dusk, and it was time for dinner, and these gnolls were no exception.

Many old gnolls emerged from the tents.

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.

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

It was a huge tent, five times larger 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 also 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 staff. 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.

There are also gnolls who bite and fight each other because of their ferocious nature.

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

"Chief Gnoll."

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

This strong gnoll was wearing an ill-fitting chainmail, which seemed to have been ripped off from a human, and could only barely cover his 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 chain mail on the body, and also makes this strong gnoll chief with a kind of deterrent in strength.

At the same time, it also has a two-handed heavy axe in its hand, which is different from 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.

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

He thought of a record he had seen.

"That old gnoll... turned out to be a gnoll shaman who can unleash sorcery?"

Kant's eyes widened slightly.

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

Moreover, only the gnoll shaman who can release sorcery is qualified to be in the same tent with the gnoll chief.

"It's more troublesome."

Slowly gritted his teeth, Kant also had a wry smile on 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 possible time".

Because this gnoll shaman really has the spells he masters.

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

An irritability technique that causes people to become irritable and increases their killing intent.

Even the stone skin technique that makes the skin as hard as stone.

These are the Gnoll shaman's forte.

In fact, in the expedition of the Lion Principality ten years ago, whenever a tribe with a gnoll shaman encountered it, it had to pay a certain amount of casualties before the tribe could be defeated.

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

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

This is the spell caster's advantage.

"Their water is brought 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 with great gulps. After drinking, he handed over the pottery pot to the next one and walked to the side.

The next Gnoll did the same.

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 is indeed a well, I really did not expect that their tribe found a desert with a well, no wonder it developed so well."

"If there are wells, that means groundwater is abundant."

The desert robber's face was also full 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.

Just the result, some unacceptable.

Kant also 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 incomparable amount.

"Think long-term."

Kant gritted his teeth and comforted himself.

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

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

It's just that Kant really can't bear to leave this desert.

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 put forward 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 the traces left by these gnolls walking in the desert. , it should lead to somewhere deep."