Four desert robbers rode their horses and galloped, and soon appeared on the top of the sand dunes.
Reining up the desert horse under their crotch, they looked ahead, cold sweat streaming down their temples in an instant, the hand holding the rein slowly lifted the handle of the knife at their waist, but they were not impulsive, swallowed, and rode their horses quietly. At the top of the dunes.
Just outside the sand dunes at the foot, within a range of nearly 100 meters, hundreds of crossbowmen have already lined up.
Feather arrows and crossbow arrows were also aimed at them at this time.
Although they haven't drawn their full bows or pulled the trigger, these gangsters who have been fighting for a long time know that if they have the slightest hostility, or draw out their scimitars and charge their horses, they will be killed in less than a second. Inside, the overwhelming rain of arrows will cover the top of the sand dunes where the four of them are, and use feather arrows or crossbow arrows to completely turn them into living hedgehogs.
The indifferent gazes of hundreds of crossbowmen had already fixed on the four of them.
A little movement is a scene of arrow rain.
Even if he turned around and ran away, he couldn't do it, and he didn't dare to run away without authorization.
The speed of the four-legged desert horse is indeed fast, but it can't be faster than the rain of arrows that can fly in the sky.
What's more, there is still a task.
"Don't be impulsive." The leader of the desert bandits spoke slowly.
And his hand also loosened from the handle of the knife at his waist, and he moved very slowly. He clenched the rein again, lightly tapped the horse's belly to make the desert horse take two steps forward, and he also said: "This is Kant. The land of the lord's fief, strange troops from the Kingdom of Vekia and the Kingdom of Swadia, please tell me why you are here."
His words seemed to be working.
All the longbows and crossbows aimed at them were lowered, which also showed his goodwill.
This made the four desert robbers slightly relieved.
It seems that it is really not the enemy.
And in the team of hundreds of people, two people looked at each other, they seemed to be the leaders, they came out at the same time, completely put down the weapons in their hands, and spoke in unison.
"We are 50 crossbowmen from the Kingdom of Swadia, coming to follow Lord Kant."
"We are 50 archers from the Kingdom of Vegia, coming to follow Lord Kant."
This sentence officially identifies them.
The 4 elite desert robbers were completely relaxed, shook the reins and walked down the dunes, smiled and nodded to them: "We are here to welcome you, new friends from Swadia and Vikia, welcome to the land of miracles! "
Since it is not an enemy, it is a friend.
Both sides put away their weapons. After all, they still knew about the Salanders.
Soon, the elite desert bandits took them back to the sentry oasis.
The Swadian light infantry who was standing guard at the city gate saw them, and smiled on their faces. Without hesitation, they asked people to open the city gate and let all the crossbowmen in.
They are both soldiers of the Kingdom of Swadia, so you can tell the truth at a glance.
"welcome."
Fatis also came outside the street to greet him.
Looking at these energetic crossbowmen, he nodded with satisfaction and said, "Your arrival has finally made our defense system useful." With a slight shrug, he smiled and pointed at the city wall attics and arrow towers: " Without you archers and crossbowmen, our fortifications would be of no use."
"I'm glad we can help." These crossbowmen replied modestly.
The atmosphere became very harmonious.
These crossbowmen from the Kingdom of Vikia and the Kingdom of Swadia have also heard the rumors of Fatis.
This former wandering knight is one of the few nobles on the mainland.
There are many lords who want to recruit this knight who has noble blood and has honed himself while wandering, but due to the reason of philosophy, Fatis did not accept the canonization, but came to the land of miracles to serve Lord Kant.
And for everyone, this is the highest honor.
The banquet continued.
More chairs and tables are moved out, and the sound of welcoming new friends is heard.
Jocelyn, the caravan leader from Zhiwading, was also entrusted by Manid to help greet the Vekia archers who had just arrived here, and chatting with each other, the atmosphere suddenly became more intense and cheerful.
Just like the tense atmosphere of going to war just now does not exist.
In fact, that was a misunderstanding.
"Dang Dang Dang."
There was a knock on Kant's door.
"Lord Kant, I hope you haven't disturbed your rest."
Standing outside the door, Manid heard a voice coming from inside, and said softly: "The banquet is about to begin, and just now, 50 archers from the Kingdom of Vikia, and 50 archers from the Kingdom of Swadia The crossbowmen came here to follow you."
In the room, Kant opened his eyes in bewilderment.
The room was dark because there were no candles lit.
Looking through the narrow window opening, one sees a field of bright stars and seemingly solidified darkness.
"Well, I fell asleep?"
Kant suddenly opened his sleepy eyes, and his mind instantly woke up.
Only then did I realize that my mind had risen to the sky at that time, and after building the building with the perspective of God, I lay down on the bed and fell asleep in a daze. I didn't wake up until Manid came to knock on the door.
"Lord Kant?" Outside the door, Manid knocked lightly on the door twice.
"Well, I heard it." Kant replied.
Fortunately, before taking off his clothes, he stood up directly, stretched his waist, walked over to open the door, saw Manid wryly smiled and said: "This is a mistake worth remembering, I actually fell asleep."
"It's caused by fatigue."
Manid lowered his head slightly, took half a step back, looked at Kant and said, "My lord, the banquet is about to begin."
"Let's go now." Kant took the lead.
Manid quickly followed.
There are candles lit in the stairs of the executive hall, and the light is sufficient.
Walking down the stairs quickly, Kant came outside the governing hall.
The torches were burning, releasing more light, and the whole street was like daytime. When Kant walked out of the slightly dim hall, his eyes couldn't even adapt. He couldn't help squinting his eyes, and stood there for a second or two.
But on the street in front of them, the soldiers who were still bragging and laughing burst into cheers one after another.
"Good evening, Mr. Kant, who is worthy of praise!"
"I wish you well, my lord lord!"
"Great Lord Kant, I am very excited to see you!"
They all looked at Kant enthusiastically, with the highest respect in their eyes. Even when they looked at the king of their own country, they did not have such fanatical and reverent eyes, as if they were treating the only belief and reliance in the world and the spirit.
This is constant loyalty from the system.
There is also the legend of Kant's miracles in Calradia.
"Hi there."
Kant nodded and reached out to respond.
With a smile on his face, he walked to his seat and sat down: "Sit down, let this banquet be more lively." At the same time, he said to Manid and Fatis: "And our new friend, I hope There is enough food."
"Enough." Manid nodded affirmatively.
In the kitchen, the new desert antelope has been dragged out to be roasted. Although there are hundreds more people, the number is definitely enough.
The desert antelopes that appear at the end of every month are rich prey resources.
"let's start."
Kant stretched out his hand to signal the beginning of the banquet.
Immediately cheers came from the mouths of the soldiers, farmers, and peasant women.
The sound of gobbling up also appeared instantly, and the roast lamb and air-dried meat, as well as sausages, bread and other items placed on the long table in front of them were torn to pieces by these hungry people.
At the same time the lid of the ale was opened.
One bowl per person.
Although there are not many, and they will not even get drunk, but for safety reasons, each person is limited to a bowl of malt wine.
No one is allowed to drink too much.
Even Kant set an example. After drinking the malt wine in his bowl, he did not continue to drink these mentally paralyzing drinks. For safety reasons, things with high alcohol content must be restrained.
Danger looms all around, and only fools rejoice.
This is a lively banquet.
But it is also the yearning for a better life in the future.
I want to eat such delicious food every day.
In addition to hard work, there are endless cruel fighting.
Inserting a piece of roasted brown lamb with a knife, Kant dipped in the salt sprinkled with spices, and it tasted great after the mouth. The fat was soaked in salt and spices, and the feeling of melting in the mouth made him swallow and exhale in one breath.
It was a delicious delicacy, and he liked it very much.
The banquet ended lively.
The peasant women cleaned up the messy tables, chairs and ground.
He didn't want his sentry oasis to turn into the dirty look in the stone pass, which was unacceptable to him from modern times, not to mention the poor sanitation, which would also lead to plague.
The oasis is the only gathering place in the desert.
If there is a plague, there is no way to hide in this place.
Therefore, hygiene has always been the key issue emphasized by Kant.
Fatis continued to inspect the city walls before going to bed.
Manid supervised the work of boiling salt.
Jocelyn, the leader of the caravan after the banquet, stood still at the city gate.
Not far away are his nephew and 12 sentinels as followers.
The 3 carriages took the lead in the return journey, sending the more than 500 wolf-man slaves that Kant had captured back to Zhiwading.
"It's developing very well."
Kant stood at the top of the governing hall, next to the 20 Ravenston rangers.
With a slight smile, he entrusted these rangers: "Although I have arranged for Vekia archers and Swadian crossbowmen to garrison the attics and arrow towers of the city wall, your task is still arduous."
"We will remain vigilant." The rangers replied firmly.
"Very good." Kant nodded.
These Ravenston rangers are, after all, level 5 arms.
Although it seems that there is only a difference of one level from the fourth-level arms, it is actually a far-reaching dividing line.
Let these rangers be stationed on the top of the governing hall, and Kant will sleep soundly.
Go down the stairs.
Kant returned to his room.
Looking at the night outside the window, he lay on the bed and thought: "Tomorrow is the day for the caravan to set off. I can clean up all the trivial things this week, and just wait quietly for the arrival of the expeditionary forces from the Gray Mane Kingdom."
Slightly frowned.
There was also a cruel smile on the corner of Kant's mouth.
Whoever wins and loses, who can gain the hegemony of the Nalun Desert, he still has confidence.
(end of this chapter)