Lord of the Oasis

Kant looked at the stunned expression on Rowan's face, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth without leaving a trace.

is mockery.

But Kant's face was still calm, and his slightly frowning brows showed his inner anxiety: "Actually, when we come here, the water reserve is running out."

"How much is there?" Rowan's face was gloomy.

"Not much left." Kant said.

The temperature outside had soared to 70°C, but the atmosphere inside the tent was quite cold.

The two sat opposite each other, but there was nothing to talk about at all.

And Rowan's face was extremely gloomy, just like the haze of a stormy night, because when he knew what the lack of water meant at this time, it was not only thirst, but also about to fight desperately.

He is battle-hardened and has his own keen intuition.

In this dune, within such a close distance from the sentry oasis, I encountered more than 50 gnolls.

That means that the sentry oasis has already been occupied by the gnoll tribe!

"That's right."

Rowan finally nodded, looking at Kant with a gloomy face: "Lord Baron, this is really bad news."

"Bad news, yes." Kant nodded.

The atmosphere continued to be cold, Rowan's fists were clenched and his teeth were clenching: "But Lord Baron, aren't you afraid?"

"Afraid? What are you afraid of?" Kant seemed to have no idea why: "Why should I be afraid?"

"Ah."

Rowan laughed softly, and he laughed in anger, and a sullen breath was in his chest, almost burning into anger.

How could he not imagine what was going on here?

But he dared not do anything.

Although Kant was an exiled baron, the youngest son not loved by the duke.

Even if Kant should die, there must be a decent excuse. Just like the current Kant who went to his baroniality, he might be killed by gnolls in the future, but he definitely didn't die in a lion duchy, an ordinary cavalryman. hands.

Because Kant still represents the blood of Cameron, the Duke of Lions, and is a decent baron in the Duchy of Lions.

What Kant decided is the rules of this world!

"However, we can go to the Sentinel Oasis."

Kant opened his mouth and said normally: "According to the records, there is spring water there for drinking." After a pause, Kant looked at Rowan and said, "It is a sweet, high-quality spring water, which is more than enough to make wine."

"That's great." In Rowan's view, these are all useless nonsense!

And Rowan didn't intend to continue to perfunctory, and asked Kant with a gloomy face: "Lord Baron, what needs to be done next?"

"Go to the sentry oasis." Kant smiled.

"But the current sentry oasis has been re-occupied by a group of gnoll tribes. It is absolutely impossible to fight against these gnolls based on our numbers." Rowan was impatient and directly lifted the fig leaf.

Kant seemed surprised: "What?"

"Lord Baron, we all understand that no one is a stupid fool."

Rowan took a deep breath and said, "The gnoll tribe in the sentry oasis, we must kill them, otherwise they will die of thirst in the Naron desert, and no one will survive."

"It's really serious." Kant lowered his head, as if he didn't understand what he meant.

Rowan continued: "My subordinates all have their own families, their own lovers and children. They don't want to stay here forever. It's not fair to them." Looking at Kant deeply, he Shen said: "Lord Baron, I hope you can understand."

"Gnolls have taken over the springs in Sentinel Oasis."

Kant seemed to nodded with the same emotion: "We will kill those gnolls, and then you can go back."

"What about the plan?" Rowan gritted his teeth.

Things have come to the point now,

He wouldn't believe that Kant didn't have a plan, because it was this young baron who caused all this now!

Of course, Kant does have plans for the next follow-up.

Looking at the anger that Rowan was holding back, Kant said: "When the group of gnolls are not paying attention, start a raid. After all, the news of our arrival was not noticed by this gnoll tribe, so we are still hiding in the dark, It has a hidden advantage.”

"Assault?"

Rowan's voice raised slightly: "But this will make my subordinates suffer a lot!"

Taking a deep breath, Rowan gritted his teeth and said, "Please note, my lord, we only have 20 cavalry!"

"And my people." Kant said calmly: "If our raid is successful, then these gnolls will fall into chaos, and we can kill them all before they organize an effective counterattack."

"Those peasants of yours?"

Rowan's face was full of sarcasm and ridicule: "I admit, they are very good at farming."

"Fighting is also possible," Kant replied.

"Lord Baron, you are playing with fire." Rowan stared at Kant with anger in his eyes: "It is also irresponsible to my subordinates."

Kant looked at each other calmly: "If this is not the case, we will all die of thirst in the Naron desert."

"This is fighting for our lives." Rowan's voice was slightly higher.

"War is like this." Kant responded without flinching, while looking at the middle-aged man, he reached out and took out a wallet in his pocket: "Are these enough?"

The purse was woven from strong linen thread, and squeaked as Kant threw it over.

"This..." Rowan caught it, the texture of the metal felt in his hands.

Kant said: "This is your reward, 20 large silver coins."

"20 big silver coins?" Rowan's breathing was a little short, which was a lot of money.

Their monthly salary is only 20 small silver coins per person, and the exchange difference between silver coins is 100 small silver coins to exchange for 1 large silver coin.

This means that each of them gets 5 months of extra salary.

"I know that you can leave after being escorted to the sentry oasis. This is my reward for hiring you."

Kant looked at Rowan and said solemnly: "You should understand that if our raid is successful, maybe no one will die."

A raid is a surprise attack, literally.

It can also be called a sneak attack.

A means of inflicting an effective blow on a large number of enemies when one's own forces are small.

Especially in the hands of the cavalry troops with superior tactical mobility, the effect of the surprise attack will reach its peak, which is why Kant uses this method to offend Rowan and the others, and he wants them to stay forcibly.

With only 10 Swadian recruits and 20 Swadian peasants launching a raid, it would not make a climate.

"When will it start?"

After accepting these big silver coins, Rowan's expression softened slightly.

Looking at Kant, he offered his opinion: "We have to wait for a good time, just when the gnolls are most relaxed, maybe dawn is a good choice."

"No." Kant directly rejected his suggestion.

Of course, before dawn is the time when the gnolls are the most relaxed, but for themselves, there is not much time to wait.

"Why?" Rowan frowned, he was very confident in his war experience.

Kant explained: "The slaughtered gnolls on the side of the dunes will arouse vigilance at the sentry oasis, because no one has returned until late in the evening. This gnoll tribe can definitely guess that there are enemies around."

Rowan's breathing became rough: "But what else can we do?"

"evening."

After a moment of contemplation, Kant said solemnly: "In the afterglow of the sun, we will launch a surprise attack."

"Afterglow." Rowan repeated.

"Yes, the sun will be our ally, and the light will obscure us."

Kant took a deep breath: "It's impossible for them to find us soon, and what you need to do is to rush in quickly and let the gnoll tribe fall into chaos."

With a slight pause, Kant said slowly: "At that time, my people and I will also rush in."

There was silence in the tent, and after a while, Rowan raised his head and said, "Okay."

"We will succeed." Kant smiled and looked at Rowan and said softly: "Trust me, today's battle will be the capital that you will be proud to talk about in the future while drinking light beer happily in the tavern. ."

Rowan chuckled and stared deeply at Kant: "Hope."

Then he stood up and walked outside the tent, saying to Kant at the same time, "I'm going to prepare with them."

"Yeah." Kant nodded.

He was alone again in the tent, but Kant's face was extremely solemn.

A terrible battle is about to begin.

It is estimated that some of the cavalry who are only responsible for escorting will die, and his only 30 Swadia personnel, who will be responsible for building the territory in the future, will also lose some of them.

"There is always one or two big bets in life."

Kant took a deep breath.

Now that you have chosen Sentinel Oasis, you are on the gambling table.

Now that he has no capital, if he still wants to live and live well, he has to work hard.

Kant touched the light crossbow in his hand, and couldn't help laughing at himself: "Besides, you don't have to lose."

After a lot of hard work, what he wants is victory?

This is a must win!