These undead cavalry from the depths of the desert actually have the idea of negotiating.
It is indeed interesting, but the raised corner of Kant's mouth does not represent the seriousness in the depths of his eyes. In fact, this phenomenon is not really interesting, but a complete trouble!
This shows that those undead are indeed intelligent.
We all know how to negotiate.
In fact, you can guess it if you think about it.
Even the tactics of sneak attack are used, which means that among the undead, there are definitely commanders who are no less than the living and have a certain degree of war wisdom to make overall decisions!
The Vikia archer asked next to him: "My lord, do you want to send someone there first?"
"Well, yes."
Kant nodded.
However, he stood up directly and said calmly, "I'll go in person."
Only by going there in person can he know the level of wisdom of those undead. Of course, this trip will definitely be dangerous, and Kant will also maintain a vigilant attitude.
He waved to the two royal knights and said, "Go down and rest, and submit a document tomorrow. I hope that everything you have encountered will be completely written on it, without any omissions."
"Yes." The two royal knights nodded and then retreated in good time.
Kant, on the other hand, looked back.
The guards composed of lion knights and royal knights are standing in two rows.
Estimated in his mind, he opened his mouth and ordered: "The lion knight draws 10 people, the royal knight draws 10 people, plus 10 Vekia marksmen and 5 mages, get ready, come with me, and see what the hell those undead are doing!" What else can you negotiate with us!"
"clear!"
Everyone answered firmly, and each started to prepare, and soon formed the team that Kant said.
Although there are 35 people, their combat effectiveness is absolutely impressive.
Whether it is 20 great knights, 10 top sharpshooters who can penetrate Yang with a hundred steps, or the 5 mages who can cast various spells suitable for the battlefield, they can boost him to ensure the stability and safety of the scene.
Behind it is the "Drehem" castle. If there is a problem, the large army on standby can respond at any time!
everything's ready.
At this time, Bandak and Manid, who heard the rumors of the negotiation, also returned to the ruling hall.
Manid looked at Kant who was about to set off, his face changed slightly, and he said solemnly: "Master Kant, it is too much of a joke to personally take risks, please let me go to negotiate on your behalf."
"You are the supreme lord, how can you be compared with those humble undead."
Bandak is even more solemn.
He bent down heavily, touched his chest with his right hand, and begged Kant in a very respectful voice: "Let me, your humblest servant, handle the negotiations with those disgusting corpses and skeletons. All you need to do is drink in the hall. Sip the best drinks and hear the news of victory."
As an apostle of the underworld, he has been instilled with the power of the underworld demon. It can be said that Banda Ke, who belongs to the humanoid demon, has a very high talent for dealing with similar things.
Demons of the underworld are also evil creatures that gather negative energy.
It's the same with the undead.
Therefore, whether it is to compete or involve each other, or to argue and negotiate with each other, they all have innate talents, at least they will not be affected by the invisible negative energy of the undead on the spirit of the living.
"No need, I can handle it myself."
Kant vetoed their ideas.
But he pondered slightly, and said to Manid: "You come to guard the castle. If the situation is wrong, immediately send troops to meet us. Pay more attention to the surrounding situation and be extremely cautious."
"Yes." Manid nodded.
And Kant looked at Bundak again: "Come with me."
"Understood." Bandak responded immediately.
"So be it."
Kant took a deep breath, and his eyes were slightly cloudy: "If you want to take down my oasis, at least these undead who should return to the mausoleum should know whether they have the strength!"
everything's ready.
Kant personally led the team out of the castle.
Depart from the city gate on the east side and walk towards the sand dunes outside the date palm forest to the north.
The guards followed closely around him, looking around with extreme vigilance, especially at the top of the sand dune in front of him, standing there alone, putting away his weapons and riding on a war horse.
That's the death knight.
Kant squinted.
After careful sizing, I couldn't help feeling dignified.
More than half of the unique style of armor remained, and it seemed to be made of gold. Even though it was stained with pitch black, it still shone golden in the sun, carrying the majesty of the age of the ancient gods.
Also pinned to the waist is a scepter made of gold, similar to a mace, but completely blunt.
The helmet bears the logo of the sun and the deity.
In addition to the dark warhorse under his crotch, which is also covered with golden horse armor, the whole person looks like an old-time knight who walked out of an ancient palace, carrying the remnants of the ancient times, staring at the fire of soul in Kong Kong's eyes.
As he got closer to the death knight, the temperature seemed to drop.
But Kant and the others were happy and unafraid.
Have your own courage.
Similarly, there is also the golden light released by the sun disc on the top of their heads, which just shines on them, bringing not only physical recovery, but also the fearlessness of evil, which belongs to the brilliance of the sun!
The troops stopped at the bottom of the dunes.
Kant took Bundak up.
The range covered by the sun disc behind him is just in the middle of this sand dune.
The distance between the two sides is not 10 meters.
At the same time, on the sand dunes behind the death knight, about 100 meters away, there were 2,000+ skeleton cavalrymen, emitting small strands of black mist from their bodies, which seemed to be condensed into groups and would not disperse.
The faint blue soul fire jumped for joy, carrying hatred for the living.
"That's...the sun disc..."
The death knight spoke first, but didn't speak to Kant, just talking to himself.
Under the helmet, the pale face is still vaguely intact, and the eye sockets are not eyeballs, but a group of pure soul fire, as if looking at the sun disk floating in the distant sky, and expressing emotion: "Once again... see ...the sun disc rose into the sky...releasing...the glory of the sun god..."
Kant shook his head and chuckled: "No, you misunderstood. The sun disc releases not the glory of the sun god, but my glory. You can understand it this way, the sun god has long since fallen for thousands of years."
"Ah...humanity...humble race...betrayer of the gods..."
The death knight looked away.
Looking at Kant, his tone was calm, and he said in an ancient tone with a strange appearance: "The sun god has been dead for thousands of years...it is not something you...can slander...because you...are still enjoying...the blessing of the sun god..."
"Really?" Kant said calmly without any emotion, "Let's talk about something human."
(end of this chapter)