Kant shook the reins lightly, and rode forward on the drooping war horse under his crotch.
The early morning sun rises in the east of the Nalun Desert, hangs on the top of the endless sand dunes, releases its mighty power, dispels the coldness of the night, and brings an oppressive force in this barren khaki-colored desert. heat wave.
Except for those uncivilized Gnolls, no civilized race is willing to set foot in this barren desert.
Including Kant and his team.
There are 20 cavalrymen on war horses with chain mail in their robes, 30 peasants as followers, and a cart pulled by 6 horses, following Kant in the desert.
"call."
Sighing heavily, Kant frowned and looked at the seemingly endless sand dunes ahead. Lifting off the linen hood attached to the robe, the golden hair slipped down the neck, and the still immature face was also dirty and dusty.
His amber-like pupils shrunk, and Kant's expression was slightly dignified as he rode on a war horse.
This is the Nalun Desert, a world full of gravel, an uncivilized wild, savage land.
Ten years ago, before being conquered by the Lion Principality, there was no civilization at all in this desert. As for those wolf man tribes, they are actually still in the state of primitive tribes who eat their prey raw with hair and blood.
Of course, the same goes for those jackals now.
As the Duke's youngest son, Kant naturally understood that this desert was not actually the territory of the Lion Principality.
Even if the conquest was initiated, the Lion Principality occupied the entire southern part of the Nalun Desert ten years ago, but the ownership of this desert still only exists in the Lion Principality's word of mouth.
Even most domestic scholars do not agree with this new conquest at all.
On the map, the border of the Lion Principality is the Sangwaya Mountains bordering the Nalun Desert. The endless desert that continues to the north is still a land of no man.
Occupied by the Gnoll tribe, it cannot be grazed or cultivated, and it is a land without the slightest use value!
Even in the Lion Principality, those desperate wanted criminals and escaped slaves would not come.
"It's pathetic."
Kant shook his head and smiled self-deprecatingly: "I actually came here."
If he hadn't had no choice, he wouldn't have set foot in this barren desert. What's more, it is still summer now, and the sunshine in June is as fierce as the baking oven of a bakery. The sunshine in the early morning makes the temperature of the entire desert soar to 50 degrees Celsius.
Kant looked up at the sky, the sun above the dunes was still slowly rising.
In this season, at noon in the Nalun Desert, the highest temperature can even reach 70 degrees Celsius, which is an unbearable temperature.
"So hot."
Swallowing the slightly viscous saliva, Kant rearranged the breathable linen hood on his head, his brows furrowed a little more.
After riding his horse forward for a few quick steps, Kant turned around and yelled at the team behind: "Let's all work harder and speed up. If you don't want to be baked by the noon sun, you need to camp before noon to rest!"
"clear."
There was a feeble response, and the farmers stretched out their hands to push the wagon to speed it up.
They all walked on two legs, and these three carriages full of supplies seriously slowed down the progress of the entire team.
The big wheels cut and nailed with solid wood are actually more suitable for the plain roads of the Lion Principality. They run over the soft gravel in the desert, and the strong horses pulling the carts will snort loudly every time. The wheels that have been stuck in the sand every step of the way are already turning hard, and these farmers need to help push the wheels to get up a little faster.
Kant also understood, and he couldn't help sighing when he saw the team behind him.
"This is really bad." Kant frowned.
"My lord the baron."
Behind him, Rowan, the captain of the cavalry, came to Kant on his horse.
This originally steady middle-aged man now had a bit of anxiety on his face, and asked directly: "Please forgive my impoliteness, but we really want to know how long it will take to reach the sentry oasis?"
"how long?"
Kant's face was calm, he looked at the endless sand dunes in front of him, gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know either."
"This..." Hearing this answer, Luo Wen's face became even more anxious.
This was obviously not the ideal answer in his mind.
But the corners of Kant's mouth were slightly raised, and there was no emotion on his calm face. He said lightly, "But according to estimates, we have been walking for 6 days. If the map and route are correct, then we should be almost at our destination."
"Is it coming soon?" Luo Wen swallowed, but felt a burning pain in his throat.
The 6-day desert march has already made everyone reach their psychological and physical limits, and they have had enough.
In particular, the reserved fresh water has also reached the red line today.
After all, there are 51 people and 27 horses in the team.
This is one of the reasons for Rowan's anxiety. Similarly, he and the 20 cavalry were escorting guards, and they could leave when they reached their destination. There was no need to stay here with Kant and the 30 peasants.
Arrive at the sentry oasis as soon as possible, and they can go back this morning and leave this cruel desert.
On the contrary, Kant didn't care about it in his mind. Even reaching the sentry oasis, the final destination of this route, is not something to be happy about.
He will stay there forever, surrounded by an endless world of yellow sand.
Thinking about the honors he received at the coming-of-age ceremony, Kant couldn't help but smile mockingly: "The territory conferred on the baron, oh, it's so funny."
But his eyes were extremely indifferent.
He is the Baron of the Lion Principality, so he will have his own territory.
His father, the king of the Lion Principality, Cameron, the Duke of the Lion, personally granted Kant the Nalun Desert that was newly conquered ten years ago, and he became the master of this vast desert and took charge of all rights.
Including their destination, Sentinel Oasis, the only oasis in the southern part of the Nalun Desert.
In name, Kant is a baron, the lord of the Nalun Desert.
But who doesn't know that this is actually Duke Cameron, the cage where he exiles his least favorite youngest son
"However, even if it is a desert, I have my way of life."
The sarcasm in Kant's eyes grew stronger.
As a traveler from the earth, Kant has his own hole card, which is the golden finger that came to this world.
"fair enough."
Kant squinted his eyes as if looking ahead, but a system dialog box appeared on his retina.
[Main task: build a village]
[Reward: 1000 dinars]
[Status: Unfinished]
[Introduction: Only by owning a village can one become a lord. This is the cornerstone first step, please be careful.]
This is the mainline task of the system release, which must be completed and is related to subsequent system upgrades.
Completing this main mission is actually very simple.
As long as Kant arrives at the sentry oasis and sends back the 20 cavalry from the Principality of Lions, then he can rely on the mighty power from the system to choose to build a village and concretize the buildings that only exist in the system in this world.
It was just a small village at first, but with development, it can be upgraded to a vast and huge city, or a towering and strong castle.
In the past, Kant was still worried that there would be nowhere to settle in his village.
But now, after crossing the natural dividing line between the Nalun Desert and the Principality of Lions—Sangwaya Mountains, Kant found that he no longer had to live under surveillance as before, for fear that his identity as a traverser and his golden finger would be discovered by others.
Also, there is no need to think about where to visualize the task village of the system.
After all, the Principality of Lions belongs to the traditional medieval country, and almost the whole country is plain land, and there is no land without owner.
Whether hills or woodlands, or swamps, forests, are the territories and fiefdoms of nobles.
The Principality of Lions has been established for nearly three hundred years, and the canonized nobles, or the minor nobles conferred by nobles, have occupied all the land that can be occupied. Up to now, the classes of earls, viscounts, and barons in the entire country have been completely solidified.
The sudden emergence of a new village is basically equivalent to a meat bun beating a dog.
It is easy to establish, and whoever owns the ultimate ownership is another matter. Besides, those nobles will not let go of their own fat, even if Kant's father is a duke.
Vassals of my vassals, not my vassals.
This well-known phrase in the west of the earth is also applicable even in this world.
So Kant is very cautious about his main quest, because once he loses his village, he loses everything. He dare not gamble, nor dare to be careless.
Even now, really go to the sentry oasis in the Nalun Desert.
Kant understands that only what is in his hands is truly his own.
This is also the reason why Kant agreed to be awarded the title of Nalun Desert.
"As long as you reach the sentry oasis, everything will be fine."
Clenching his fist slightly, Kant's breathing was a bit heavy, but his spirit was very uplifting.
He turned his head and looked behind him.
It was 30 peasants wearing cheap linen clothes, all sweaty from pushing carts, they looked like ordinary peasants, they were a group of lords who were following their lord to the fiefdom.
But in fact, it is not the case!
These 30 farmers are all rewards for Kant to come to this world and complete temporary tasks.
From the system, the peasants of the Kingdom of Swadia.
Although they looked malnourished and slightly thin, they were all 1.8 meters tall, capable and strong. They were good at working in the fields, and they were also eager to hire workers in any workshop.
However, they are not just farmers from the system.
If Kant can provide the necessary training, including the corresponding weapons and equipment, they will also make good soldiers.
Just like the troop upgrade tree in "Mounting and Blade".
Promoted to a dependable infantry force, the fortress-like Swadian Sergeant.
Promoted to an excellent ranged fire strike, crossbow-wielding Swadian marksman.
And promoted to a Swadian knight with a man and a horse, all equipped with double armor, who can be called the king of the land!
"This is my future guarantee!"
Kant muttered to himself, and the look of hope returned to his eyes.
Riding on a horse, he straightened his waist, stared at the sand dunes in the distance, and encouraged the cavalry and farmers behind him: "Everyone work hard, we can rest for three hours at the sand dune on the horizon ahead of us." !"
"Long live!" The farmers cheered excitedly.
"Yes...long live..."
These cavalry from the Lion Principality also responded weakly. If Captain Luo Wen hadn't told them that they were about to reach their destination, none of them would be willing to speak.
At the same time, these cavalry looked at the Swadian farmers as if they were fools.
They really couldn't understand why these humble and poor peasants actually came to the barren desert, and they still maintained such a high spirit, as if they were full of hope for the future.
Even they find it ridiculous.
hope
In the Nalun Desert, which can be described as hot and bitter cold, there is such a thing as hope!
"It's unbelievably stupid."
Luo Wen also looked at these farmers coldly.
Naturally, they would not understand that these Swadian farmers actually existed as Kant.
Luo Wen looked up at Kant, feeling a little disdainful in his heart: "I have to bring so many people with me when I die. Does this Lord Baron really think that he is the lord of the Nalun Desert and the owner of the sentry oasis?"
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sneer.
It doesn't matter to him, when he arrives at the destination, he will leave immediately with his own people, without waiting for a moment.
In fact, it was not Rowan's own idea, but the nobles of the entire Lion Principality shared this idea. No one would think that in the southern part of the Nalun Desert, this small oasis of less than 300 meters would have any future for development.
Besides, in this barren desert, the heat during the day and the severe cold at night are not the only enemies of the human race.
Including those who were expelled and slaughtered, but never actually left the Nalun Desert—
Gnoll tribe!
PS: This book is the golden finger of "Mount and Blade", and the main body is "The Kingdom of Swadia". Everyone will wonder why the traditional desert forces in the game "Sarande Sultanate" are not used in the desert? Well, this is a good question, such a halal country is easy to be harmonious! Writing a book is not easy, 404 Dafa does not recognize people. Speaking of the classic unit of "Mamluk", I will use other means to enter the main character's unit system. I hope everyone will support it!
(end of this chapter)