Lord of the Oasis

2pm.

The atmosphere dropped a little, just to the northeast of the sentry oasis, the assembled troops were waiting.

Kant Zema and Fatis are in front.

The construction team leader from Suno stood respectfully at the head of the horse.

"Master Fatis, you are the noble master of Suno, and I dare not relax even just because you are here!"

The fat face of the construction team leader had cold sweat on his face.

Especially when he found out that the general who was with the lord in front of him turned out to be the eldest young master of a certain high-ranking noble in Su Nuo, and he was even more timid in his heart.

"This is the best." Fatis said lightly.

And he looked at the terrified appearance of the construction leader, and frowned, "Do you know me?"

"Yes, yes, Master Fatis."

The cold sweat on the fat face of the construction team leader grew more and more: "Who doesn't know about you, Su Nuo, although you and your younger brother..." He realized that he had said something wrong, and quickly turned aside: "Uh, nothing, Fatis. Your erudition, Master, is well known."

Fatis had apparently heard him.

His face was gloomy, and there was despair in his eyes: "I'm not a noble young master of Suno!" He said solemnly.

"This...this..." The building leader's fat face, cold sweat could not stop flowing.

After swallowing, he felt that he might still have a chance to save, so he could not help but blurt out: "Master Fatis, if you go back to Suno, I don't know how happy your father will be."

But his words made Fatis' face more complicated.

At this time, how could the construction leader not know that he seemed to have said the wrong thing again.

"Lord Kant, I will go to the front to inspect the troops."

Fatis turned to Kant and said, "I'm sorry, I'm rude." Before Kant agreed, he rode his horse and walked forward.

The fat face of the construction leader was already pale, and his legs were shaking.

Obviously, he was extremely afraid of the noble family behind Fatis, who belonged to the ordinary citizens of Suno.

"It's better not to mention this kind of thing in the future."

Kant spoke, his face calm.

It's just that his eyes swept over the back of Fatis, with a bit of emotion and sigh.

The reason why Fatis is wandering is because he is jealous with his younger brother, and kills his younger brother for a slutty courtesan. When the player takes Fatis near Suno, he will appear to tell this sadness 's past.

The name of the wandering knight also came from this. He did not want to return to his aristocratic family, and would rather wander all over the continent.

Kant frowned slightly, and he glanced at the sun in the sky.

It's almost time.

Then he said to the building leader: "Take care of my village."

"Yes, my lord."

The construction leader nodded hurriedly, looked at the 30 construction workers behind him, and said flatly, "Even if we do our best, we will defend your village!"

Finding that he had offended Fatis, he undoubtedly wanted to hug Kant's thigh again.

"Ha ha."

Kant just chuckled at his words: "If so, that would be great."

Instigating the horse under his crotch to move, he raised his head and shouted: "Let's go!"

"Go!" Fatis led the way.

The troops, which had already been prepared in advance, officially drove forward slowly.

Target the northeast, the Gnoll tribe.

All out.

"Lord Lord, we look forward to your triumphant return."

The construction team leader waved his hand and followed them respectfully, like a reluctant woman.

But his diligence was clearly in vain.

Kant and none of them looked back.

But this fat building team leader doesn't care, to be able to get such an extra task,

To increase the relationship with the lord, in his opinion, this is an absolutely valuable reward.

As for whether there will be an enemy invasion.

That doesn't need to be considered at all.

The Sentinel Oasis is located in the Naron Desert.

The desolate place does not even come to the vile runaway serf.

As for gangs of evil forces such as robbers, bandits, and horse thieves, invading and looting, it is purely overthinking.

The only enemy is the gnoll tribe, which is still being attacked by Kant's troops.

These construction workers assist the guards, and there is no problem at all.

So Kant is very relieved.

200 Swadian recruits followed the wagon in neat formation.

70 Swadian militiamen were at the forefront.

Twenty-five Swadian light infantry marched parallel to Kant and the carriage.

At the forefront of the entire team, the 17 elite desert robbers and the newly recruited one desert robber this week have all dispersed, acting as rangers to scout the road conditions and environment ahead.

According to Kant's calculations, they had 2 days to travel.

At the beginning, they rode their horses, of course, very fast, and reached the gnoll tribe in one day.

But the current troops are mostly infantry, and it is impossible to speed up the march.

What's more, Kant didn't care. He could reach the gnoll tribe in the shortest time. As long as he could follow the tactical plan, deploy it in the night before dawn, and launch a surprise attack.

Moving forward quickly, the marching speed of the entire team is not slow.

Compared with the marching speed of Kant and 30 Swadian peasants, it was undoubtedly much faster.

Continue on by night.

Sleeping late at night, at dawn, when the sky is still dark and the temperature has not fully risen, the team continues to march.

Only when the temperature is the highest at noon, dig the sand pit to rest.

Repeating this, they soon came to the desert where the Gnoll tribe was located.

At this time, it was already dark.

It is dusk now.

The hour is about to fall into the night.

Kant rode his horse and stood on the dune, looking at the gnoll tribe in the distance, with a bit of sigh on his face.

Turning his head to Fatis next to him, he said, "It's them."

"The number is indeed a lot." Fatis nodded.

He also saw the bottom of the dunes, in a plain-like desert, messy tents were being set up, and many gnolls came in and out, seeming to be busy in the tribe.

These are all enemies and objects to be slaughtered.

The soldiers behind them looked grim, and although their eyes were tired, their weapons were still clenched tightly.

They couldn't wait to fight.

"Everyone pay attention to concealment."

But Kant's command reached everyone's ears: "Take a break."

The attack of the tactical plan was not scheduled for dusk.

but before dawn.

That is the darkest time period, and it is also the time when all creatures are the most groggy and their heads are extremely sleepy.

Both vigilance and reaction are at their worst.

Soon, the soldiers settled down in their tents.

They were downwind, or on the back of the dunes, and it was no problem to light a campfire to cook food.

What's more, it is at least a kilometer away from the Gnoll tribe. Any abnormal situation will be noticed by the sentries at the top of the dunes. Whether it is a battle or a retreat, the initiative is in their own hands.

The night is getting darker.

In the dark night sky, a dazzling galaxy appeared.

Kant and the others were half full, and did not take off their clothes when they slept and rested. They all held weapons in their arms.

They are all waiting for their time.

Sentinels change every hour to ensure everyone gets enough sleep.

And wait for the bright moon to slowly set in the west.

The long river of stars also disappeared in the deep darkness.

The darkness before dawn has finally come.

"Wake up, wake up."

Gently slapped the comrade next to him, on the back of the dune, the faint bonfire was still burning in the sand pit.

And these Swadian infantrymen also woke up completely.

His face was solemn, and there was a determined killing intent in his eyes.

"Master Kant."

Fatis came with his horse.

Behind him, the 17 elite desert robbers and the newly recruited desert robber were already holding the warhorse in the left hand and the flanged hammer in the right, waiting for the order with a dignified expression.

"According to the tactical plan."

Kant nodded, and beside him, 295 Swadian soldiers were also ready.

"Understood." Fatis nodded and commanded at the same time, "Are you all ready?"

The desert robbers nodded, quickly checked their weapons and equipment, and finally took out two water bladders tied together in their hands, looked at Fatis and Kant and said solemnly: "Ready."

"Let's act." Kant also nodded and gave the order to start the war.

"let's go."

The Fatis and the desert robbers did not mount their horses directly, but instead led the war horses on their own and slowly circled in other directions.

Their tactical goals are different, and the orientation of their entry into the battlefield is also different.

But just outside the sand dunes, under the dim starlight and moonlight, the huge and messy Gnoll tribe still quietly erected countless tents, unaware of the imminent danger.

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