Lord of the Oasis

The predetermined tactical plan has been arranged properly.

Continuing to exchange details with Fatis, Kant felt a lot more relaxed.

All is ready except for the opportunity.

"this late."

Kant turned his head and shook his stiff neck.

Yu Guang looked out the window, the night was deep and pure, and he realized that it was already late at night.

"Yeah." Fatis nodded and sighed: "It's fascinating to chat."

The flame flickered in the wax core.

The melted white wax dripped, and the height of the candle on the table was only a small part. Obviously, it had been 3 hours since it was lit at night, and even the candle was about to burn out.

There was no sound outside.

Even the beating of construction workers ended as early as dinner.

Only the cowhide boots stepped on the sand, and the soft sand layer collapsed a little, and the rustling sound caused by the friction between the sand was looming.

Armed with heavy spears, the Swadian militiamen in groups of five walked slowly in front of the hall.

This is the regular patrol after dark.

And 10 Swadian light infantry wearing infantry chain mail, also holding shields and spears, guarded the Consultative Hall.

"Fatis, go and rest first."

Rubbing his eyebrows, Kant was also a little tired.

"Yes, my lord." Fatis' face was also tired.

Standing up gently, he respectfully saluted Kant, then turned to leave, and said at the same time, "Lord Kant, for your health, I hope you also rest early."

"Okay." Kant nodded and waved goodnight to Fatis.

In the Consular Hall, there is also a room belonging to Fatis, just next to the storage room.

After all, he is the only general Kant currently has, and naturally he has privileges.

However, this arrangement also has Kant's considerations.

If there is an emergency situation, then Fatis can quickly go out to maintain stability, and according to his excellent command ability, keep all emergency situations to a minimum.

"Watch out."

Kant stood up and warned the light infantry on duty at night, "Don't let your guard down."

"Understood, Lord Kant." The light infantry replied in a deep voice.

"Yeah." Kant nodded, followed the stairs back to the room on the second floor, lay on the bed and went straight to sleep.

I didn't take off my clothes. I have to get up early tomorrow.

The tactical plan has been determined, the war is coming, and it is the most brutal war.

If compared to the scale of the attack of 2,000 gnolls before, I am afraid this time is not weak at all.

Even the scale is faintly exceeded.

A troop composed of 300 low-level troops attacked a tribe of at least 2,000 gnolls. If it was in the Principality of Lions, it is estimated that those nobles who have experienced battles would laugh at Kant's stupidity.

Ten years ago, although the Principality of Lions conquered only about 2,000 troops.

But the troops of that army are all elites.

Almost all of the heavy cavalry troops were fully armored, and they were still the main force withdrawn from the front line. Only then did the hundreds of gnoll tribes in the Naron Desert slaughter the blood into rivers. Even the remaining tribes were terrified. The migration desert goes deeper.

Now, Kant's 300-person low-level infantry still wants to attack the 2,000-person Gnoll tribe?

Whimsical!

But Kant is whimsical, and he is really ready.

He is not stupid, but has his own confidence.

Just as Fatis said, the Gnoll tribe, which has experienced several defeats, has absolutely low morale, especially when even the chief has been killed miserably, and it has become a bird in shock.

It was said in ancient Greek poetry that a rabble could not be called an army.

Now, Kant treats these gnolls as rabble, as useless garbage!

Tactically contempt the opponent.

But strategically, Kant still values ​​gnolls.

On the sandy ground at the entrance of the Consulate Hall, the golden lion with a red bottom was still inserted there, and the flag moved automatically without wind, swaying its own power.

【The power of deterring the enemy】

Items from light and dark.

This is a strange thing belonging to Kant.

The artifact on the battlefield is Kant's real trump card in this battle!

It is precisely because of the powerful effect that it can reduce the enemy's morale and even cause chaos, Kant gritted his teeth and made up his mind in his heart, even if all members were killed, he would desperately gnaw down the gnoll tribe.

He had speculated with Fatis.

Killing 300 gnolls will shake the morale of the gnolls.

Killing 500 gnolls will severely damage the resistance of the entire gnoll tribe.

Killing 1,000 gnolls will destroy the psychological defenses of the remaining gnolls, throwing them into chaos.

And as long as the leader, that is, the gnoll shaman, is killed, the gnoll tribe will completely enter a state of rout, and will no longer be able to raise the spirit of resistance, and will not be able to recover at all.

Accomplishing these goals is difficult, but as long as you are consistent, victory is at hand.

feel sleepy.

When Kant opened his eyes again, the sky was already bright.

at dawn.

He slept with his clothes on last night and woke up this morning feeling stiff.

Twisting his neck and body, Kant walked downstairs with the sound of "click, click".

Coincidentally, Fatis also pushed open the door.

"Good morning, Lord Kant."

Fatis' face was slightly solemn, and he bowed respectfully.

This is the etiquette between classes.

Kant was already used to it, nodded and said, "Good morning, Fatis."

In the adjacent kitchen, 10 farmers are already busy. It seems that the breakfast will be cooked later, but since it is the food shared by more than 300 people, it is estimated that it will be completed in 2 hours.

"Lord Kant, I took it away."

Fatis also glanced at the kitchen, and at the same time reported to Kangdehui: "Routinely investigate and patrol the surrounding area."

"Well, be careful."

Kant waved his hand to indicate that he knew, but he also reminded Fatis: "Pay attention to the northeast, as long as there is nothing abnormal, we will start operations in the afternoon."

"Understood." Fatis nodded and walked out of the Consultative Hall quickly.

The plan was to start this afternoon.

Next to the Consulate Hall, 17 elite desert robbers had already woken up and were grooming the horses in the stables with brushes, while feeding the prepared grass and spring water.

After waiting for a while, the war horses, who were full of food and drink, drove them to the northeast quickly.

"It's my turn."

Kant's face was calm, but his heart was secretly solemn.

Thinking connected to the system in his mind, Kant said solemnly: "Recruit Swadia recruits."

But just when the recruitment option was selected, the system suddenly popped up a dialog box.

Kant was stunned, this was different from the recruitment option.

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