Lord of the Oasis

The night was quiet and cool.

Among the dunes of the Naron Desert, Fatis was quickly leading his warhorse to the west side.

The 17 elite desert robbers behind him, as well as the newly recruited desert robber, also silently led the desert horse and followed him closely, but there was a strong and crazy killing intent in their eyes.

It is undoubtedly crazy to use 19 cavalry to dash straight to the center of the enemy and behead him in an instant.

Good luck, the task is completed, everyone is happy.

If they are unlucky, not only will the task not be completed, but even they will fall into it.

But they don't care either.

Fatis's eyes looked towards the night sky. The originally bright stars began to dim, and the bright moon gradually disappeared. Only the solemn darkness enveloped the sky like ink, as if to forcibly block the reward of dawn.

"That light will eventually pierce through all darkness."

Opening his mouth softly, Fatis thought of the poems in the mouths of the bards when he was in Suno.

His heart beat faster, and he clenched his teeth tightly, and quickly turned on his horse.

"It's our turn."

Fatis spoke in a deep voice, flicking the reins and moving his horse forward.

Behind him, 18 cavalrymen, who were already familiar with desert raiding operations, turned on their horses as neatly as he did, raised their spears, and kicked the horse's belly to follow him.

The sound of the horse's hooves is gradually rising, but when it hits the soft sand layer, it can only sink into a shallow pit, and it cannot be transmitted too far.

Their speed is naturally not fast.

The most suitable ride for the desert is the camel, and the horse is still more adept at the plains.

However, for the current raid, these war horses can still play 70% of their normal speed. After all, the sand layer can also bear the weight of war horses, not quicksand that sinks to the bottom.

Down the dunes, the horseshoes knock on the flat sand, making the horses go faster.

The sand here has been trampled by gnolls.

"here we go."

Kant took a deep breath and clenched his fists.

Standing on the top of the dune, his eyes were fixed on the direction of the dune on the west side. When he noticed that more than a dozen black spots appeared, and he was heading towards the gnoll tribe at a speed far exceeding that of walking, the calmness on his face was replaced by a solemnity.

Everything is going according to the predetermined tactical plan.

Again, everything went well.

But now is not the time to relax, Kant turned his head to look at the soldiers who were already ready behind him, and said solemnly: "Everyone pay attention, prepare to attack."

"Follow your orders." A unison answer sounded at the dunes.

The faces of these Swadian soldiers were solemn, and they looked at Kant standing on the sand dunes with enthusiasm and excitement, as if they were not facing a tragic battle, but a brawling tournament.

The arrow is on the string and has to be sent.

Everyone understands this simple truth. There is no hesitation, only the determination to die generously.

The kingdom of Swadia is never short of warriors.

On the west side, Fatis and 18 cavalry galloped and rushed into the gnoll tribe.

Like a howling wind.

Holding the reins in their hands, the horses ran wildly, a simple and dirty tent swept past quickly, and Fatis and the others didn't care at all. The tents on both sides were splashed vigorously.

Although the night was dim, under the starlight and moonlight, it was barely visible as a brown liquid.

As they raided in a straight line, the tents on both sides seemed to be drenched in rain.

But the two elite desert robbers at the back directly reached out and pulled out two small barrel-shaped objects in their arms, tore open the blocked linen, and the silky red light appeared in them.

It is a fire tank filled with charcoal.

The two of them didn't change their expressions, and the shriveled water bladder in their hands was thrown away, and the fire storage tank was immediately thrown behind them.

Charcoal spilled,

The tent that had been splashed by the water bladder before touching it, combined with the brown liquid, the originally dim red and bright charcoal suddenly burst into a little open flame, contacting more brown liquid around it and turning into a larger and larger fireball.

The water bag was not filled with spring water, but the oil that Kant had purchased before!

"Whoa whoa whoa-"

The brown oil was ignited, mixed with the tent made of tattered linen, and it turned into a ball of fire in just a few seconds.

Moreover, the fireball spread towards the tents on both sides, and the burning was getting more and more intense!

The desert is dry and there is no moisture at all. These tents are gathered together in a mess, and there is no clear concept of fire prevention in the planning. With those oil-splashed lines, the fire rises.

"Ow--"

At this time, the sleepy-eyed gnoll finally stuck his head out.

For unknown reasons, he looked at the fire burning in the distance, as well as his companion who also rushed out of the tent due to the fire, and his body was scorched all over.

In their heads, they still can't imagine how the fire came.

However, there were also gnolls who had experienced the previous night attack battle, and pulled out their mace in the tent with a terrified face. The green eyes flashed not with ferocity, but with extreme fear.

Because they also saw the cavalry that was continuing to rush towards the center of the tribe.

It's Fatis.

And those 18 murderous gangsters from the Sarand desert!

The speed of the warhorse under the crotch became faster and faster, and the tent in front of him was no longer bypassed. He stepped on it with his horse's hooves, and trampled the jackal who was still sleeping inside.

Fatis raised his head, the larger tent was already less than 100 meters in front of him.

However, there were nearly forty or fifty gnolls in front of him, and he was raising his mace in an attempt to defend the safety of the big tent with his own body.

"For Lord Kant, kill!"

Fatis kicked the horse's belly fiercely, and the long sword in his hand slashed mercilessly.

Blood splattered.

Several gnolls were knocked flying, and the heads of two gnolls were cut off by long swords.

The spears stood upright behind him, and 18 desert robbers roared and followed. The sharp spearheads directly pierced the gnoll's chest, as if stringing gourds, pinning the gnolls together.

They have already tried their best, and they don't care about the swung mace.

It's a life-changing injury!

And in this frantic rush, they completely approached the big tent, and they even saw the gnoll shaman who was in a panic, opened the big tent and escaped, holding a staff.

"Ow—"

The gnoll shaman is quite old, and the hair all over his body has changed from gray to white.

Wei Wei hunched his waist and leaned on a cane to look at the burning tent. The entire western tribe had been turned into a sea of ​​fire. Countless gnolls were screaming and fleeing frantically, and suddenly angrily howled: "Human!"

It speaks the lingua franca of mankind.

"kill!"

But Fatis and those desert robbers had no intention of communicating at all.

The long sword in his hand slashed and the flange hammer slammed, killing the gnolls who were blocking them in front of them. Even if three desert robbers were smashed to the ground by the mace, they were still moving towards the gnoll Sa. Full dash.

Their mission was to kill the leader of the tribe.

This is the Gnoll Shaman.

"I will pull out all your bones and hang them on my body as decoration!"

The old gnoll shaman's eyes are full of madness, how can he who is far more intelligent than ordinary gnolls not realize that his tribe is being attacked by human troops?

"Let the bloodthirsty ancestors cover your hearts and kill these human cavalry!"

It grabbed a handful of colorful powder and threw it towards the surrounding gnolls, raising the staff in its hand and roaring: "Bloodthirst!"

"Roar--"

The surrounding gnolls were stained with powder, and their eyes instantly turned red.

But before these gnolls pounced, the desert robbers who were still rushing towards this horse had more standard equipment they had already prepared—the short javelin.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh-"

With the force of the throw, the short javelin shrieked and ripped through the air.

And the old gnoll shaman noticed that it was too late to flee to the side.

There are very few throwing weapons such as javelins and throwing axes in this world. Now facing the elite, precise and lethal javelin throwing of desert robbers, it is impossible to avoid them.

"Roar—no, my mighty power..."

4 short javelins pierced deeply into the body of the gnoll shaman.

The old shaman roared, leaning on his staff and fell crookedly.

In its wisdom, as a powerful transcendent spell caster, it is impossible for him to die so easily, not to mention the surrounding gnoll warriors who have cast bloodthirsty spells, are extremely manic and fearless to death.

"let's go!"

Fatis watched the gnoll shaman fall, and immediately reined in the horse's reins.

The long sword in his hand slashed to death a red-eyed gnoll, and he instigated the horses under his crotch to continue to rush forward, because according to the original plan, they would not return to the west, but interspersed with the entire jackal. The tribe of people, headed in the direction of the east, where Kant led his troops to attack.

And now, Kant has led the troops to attack.

The rain of arrows in the sky densely enveloped the tents on the east side, and the heads of the gnolls who fled in a panic.

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