The noon sun was blazing, and the breeze that blew was like a heat wave.
This is the Nalun Desert
The high temperature made the bloody smell more intense, and a massacre was going on.
More than 50 gnolls with long pointed fangs and gray fur were holding up their animal-like heads, howling desperately, and holding maces in their hands, towards more than 20 cavalrymen. pounce.
The cavalrymen of the Lion Principality rushing down from the top of the sand dunes also charged down fiercely with spears in hand.
Head-on confrontation, head-to-head fighting!
The Gnoll tribe in the Nalun Desert had a blood feud with the Lion Principality.
Both sides were blinded by hatred.
But as the blossoming blood splashed, the voices of the jackals were knocked backwards by the horses and flew out at the instant of interlacing. The sternum was more than half sunken, and blood overflowed from the big mouth full of sharp teeth.
Even that crazy howl eventually turned into a struggling howl.
"The great God of War, Edmund, is watching us!"
Captain Rowan pierced a wolf man and nailed him into the soft sand, but without pausing, he drew his long sword backhand and shouted encouragingly: "For the Lion Principality, fight!"
"Fight!"
The rest of the cavalry also echoed loudly.
The Lion Principality believes in the God of War, which is the most common prayer in the Church of the God of War.
But just after these words, the other cavalry became excited, rushed into the wolf man, and continued to slash left and right with their long swords. Wherever they went, a stronger smell of blood spread.
The battle is intense and short.
Moments later, the ground was covered with dead bodies.
Blood gushed out of the wound and soaked into the gravel, staining the sand red.
The cavalrymen of the victorious Lion Principality haven't stopped killing yet, because they have dispersed and are chasing and killing those scattered escaping jackals, intending to uproot the weeds to prevent future troubles.
As for four or five jackals, they fled in the direction of the Swadian peasants in a panic, trying to break through a breakthrough.
But he was chopped off with a long-handled sickle, and he couldn't even get close to him.
Although these Swadian farmers are good at farming, they still have a basic concept of fighting.
The Calradia continent in the game has also been dominated by wars for decades, and there are countless robbers and robbers. These farmers have also learned how to use the tools they rely on to survive and transform them into weapons to protect themselves.
What's more, with long-handled sickles closely arranged, even cavalry are unwilling to charge head-on!
The battle is over.
At the same time, in Kant's mind, the prompt sound from the system has also appeared.
[Ding... After a lot of fighting, the enemy was defeated]
[Temporary mission: "The Gnoll's Sneak Attack" completed]
[Reward obtained: date palm tree × 20 (full fruit period)]
[Evaluation: This is a hearty battle. Although your allies are the main force, it is always a victory.]
With a helpless smile, Kant automatically ignored the system review.
There is no way.
If it weren't for the 20 cavalry from the Principality of Lions, it is estimated that Kant, the only 30 Swadian farmers, could have killed more than half of them, and they might not be able to defeat these gnolls.
"20 date palms?"
On Kant's retina, a dialog box also automatically appeared, with a picture of a date palm on it.
The 10-meter trunk is straight, the branches and leaves are lush and green, and the dates under the canopy are condensed, sweet and huge, densely packed together, quite appetizing.
Traditional crops cannot be grown in desert areas.
And this kind of date palm tree, which is known for its resistance to cold and drought, is the most reliable food support in the desert. During the fruit production period from October to February of the next year, the condensed date palm is the staple food of the desert peoples. desert bread.
As the lord of the Nalun Desert, Kant needs this kind of date palm even more!
In the midst of joy, another dialog box appeared.
[Ding...Someone in your army can upgrade]
Kant's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Can someone upgrade?" He quickly opened the system interface.
Just in the system interface, on the image symbolizing 30 Swadian farmers, there is a "+" symbol representing upgrade.
This is not a description of the system mission, but a reward for this battle.
[Upgradable Arms: Swadia Peasant × 10]
[Spending 10 dinars per person can be upgraded to: Swadia recruits]
The system continues to pop up two dialog boxes.
"I can afford the cost of 100 dinars."
Kant did not hesitate, and said affirmatively: "System, upgrade directly!"
This is an option that must be upgraded, because only the upgraded Swadian recruits are the arms that can really be relied on for combat. Although they are the weakest kind, they are much stronger than these Swadian farmers.
Following Kant's affirmation, a mysterious existence instantly enveloped the 10 Swadian farmers beside him.
Immediately afterwards, these 10 farmers changed slightly.
Some kind of data link that only Kant can see is entangled. His height of 1.8 meters has not changed, but his whole body has grown stronger.
The equipment on the body has changed even more.
The linen robes became leather armor with better defenses, and the hoods became leather caps.
The long-handled sickle that was originally held tightly in his hand has also become a standard spear, with a length of 2 meters and 3 standing upright, no less than the cavalry spears in the hands of the cavalrymen of the Lion Principality.
A broad shield made of simple pieces of wood appeared on his back, and a hatchet was pinned to his waist.
It seems that the 10 Swadian recruits finally got rid of their peasant appearance and became real soldiers!
"Finally have their own armed forces."
Kant breathed a sigh of relief.
These 10 Swadian recruits are just the beginning, more advanced units are still waiting for him.
And now, he doesn't need to rely entirely on the cavalry of the Lion Principality. After all, these cavalry will leave directly after escorting him to the sentry oasis, and will not stay at all.
"Lord Baron, everything has been resolved."
After Kant upgraded his troops, Captain Luo Wen also returned with his cavalry.
He looked at the ten Swadian recruits holding spears in surprise, glanced at the wide shield on the back and the leather armor on their body, and asked subconsciously, "Where did these people... come from?"
"There are so many dangers in the desert, and we always need to buy some weapons to prepare." Kant didn't explain too much.
Luo Wen nodded in understanding and didn't ask any further questions.
He naturally saw that these soldiers with spears were the peasants before, only with leather armor, spears, and broad shields, and they were actually not much different from other peasants with long-handled sickles.
The other cavalry also glanced in surprise, and then dismounted and began to rest.
To them, it makes sense.
It is absolutely impossible for the baron who went to the Nalun Desert to take office with only 30 lowly farmers. It is normal to buy some weapons and armor to force these farmers to have a little fighting power to defend themselves.
Even these cavalry secretly despise.
In the Lion Principality's troops, these Swadian recruits could only become conscripted militiamen like cannon fodder.
"Return to camp."
Kant didn't seem to see the sarcasm in the eyes of the cavalry, and continued to arrange his own orders.
The sun was quite scorching, and now they were standing on the sand dunes. After the fierce battle, they all felt a little dizzy and short of breath. If they didn't take a good rest, they would probably suffer from heat stroke.
Even those war horses had foam in their mouths and noses, and they were shaking their noses restlessly.
"Close the team, go back and feed our horses some water." Rowan was also arranging for the subordinate cavalry.
For cavalry, war horses are their partners.
Everyone walked towards the temporary camp under the hill. They urgently needed a good rest after the battle.
However, the last cavalryman with a horse stood on the top of the dune, pointed to the north in surprise and shouted: "God of War Emond, look, that is... is that the sentry oasis?"
"What?"
Everyone raised their heads in surprise and looked at the cavalry on the sand dunes who seemed to have turned into a stone statue.
Kant swallowed and recovered first.
Just climb up quickly towards the sand dunes, and look along the direction that the cavalryman pointed to the north. At the end of the horizon, amidst the earthy yellow, a little bit of greenery is faintly visible.
That's clear.
The only green that can appear in the desert is an oasis!
"Here we are."
Kant couldn't help muttering to himself, clenching his teeth tightly: "Sentry... Oasis."
Everyone climbed to the top of the dune, looking at the green in the distance.
Everyone's faces were dull, but there was unparalleled excitement in their eyes.
After trekking hard for 6 days, they finally arrived at their destination, the southern part of the Nalun Desert, which belongs to the fiefdom of Baron Kant, the sentry oasis!
"Long live!"
The cavalry cheered loudly.
This means that they can finally go home.
Instead of slowing down and waiting for the carriage and farmers, ride back directly.
In 3 days, you can return to the territory of the Principality of Lions and enjoy the comfortable life that you have been accustomed to!
"alright."
Kant's voice sounded, calling back the excited thinking of this group of people.
Putting the light crossbow on his shoulder, Kant looked at the cavalry of the Lion Principality and said, "Maybe at this time, we should stay in the tent and have a good lunch."
"You are quite right, Lord Baron." Rowan smiled and nodded.
The other cavalry also agreed, leading their horses and walking slowly towards the sand dunes.
The sentry oasis is about to arrive, and everyone is in a good mood.
But not Kant.
(end of this chapter)