As the undead cavalry directly entered the vicinity of the sentry oasis, the prelude to the war was completely kicked off.
Kant's control over the sentry oasis and his hegemony over the Nalun Desert have been directly challenged by this group of undead who have been transformed by the blood of the gods from ancient times.
The resurrected dead want to return to their former prosperity.
And Kant in this world.
He will not hand over the "Drehem" castle that he has gone through many hardships and poured his heart and soul into so easily.
In fact, those undead were right. Now Kant is indeed enjoying the legacy of the past gods. He borrowed the Sun God's sun disc to block the thoughts of those undead who attempted to invade deeply.
The gold-cast sun disc is enormous.
The golden light hangs 50 meters above the sky, like a new round of the sun!
Positive energy is gathering.
Divine elements are pervasive in it.
It is the sun disc, bringing an incomparable prosperity to the land of the sentinel oasis, absorbing the scorching heat of the day, dispelling the coldness of the night, balancing the temperature in the area, and bringing natural prosperity.
The sentry oasis has entered martial law mode, and teams of desert robbers have been released to investigate in all directions.
But nothing.
Under the meticulous patrol net of the desert robbers, the undead cavalry really all retreated.
A trace of horseshoe trampling was clearly scattered in the desert, clearly showing the traces of this group of skeleton cavalry and death knights, and along this trace, their lair can definitely be touched.
But Kant did not agree to the proposal of in-depth pursuit and investigation.
Instead, they demanded martial law throughout the fort.
Even if the civilians go out and want to take care of the date palm trees and farmland outside, they will send light cavalry to scout out first, and only let the civilians leave the city in batches after confirming that there is no problem.
Including the salt trade to the central station every week, the outings of those camel caravans also increased guards.
Everything is treated with the utmost care.
There are also rioters.
A week has passed, and the troops in the training ground have returned from training.
On the city wall, Swadian light infantry in chain armor had appeared on it, with long spears on their shoulders, Germanic swords in their waists, and fan shields on their backs, with stern faces.
Including Swadian crossbowmen wearing iron-inlaid leather armor and holding crossbows.
These are tier 3 soldiers.
In a short period of time, the vacancy in the city defense of "Drehem" Castle was filled extremely quickly.
After all, the cavalry of the undead had already touched the sentry oasis. Although due to the existence of the sun disc, they did not directly attack and destroy it, but once the regular army of the undead arrived here, the battle would definitely be even more tragic!
During this week, the recruitment and training did not stop.
Troops are still rapidly expanding.
Kant is absolutely cautious about those undead who hide in the depths of the Nalun Desert and want to expand outward.
The lion fights the rabbit with all its strength.
What's more, even if the threat of the undead is resolved, Kant will continue to plan for the Lion Principality, which also requires absolute force as a reliance, and a strong and elite army that can shake any enemy is the safest reliance!
On the 6th floor of the Executive Hall, the interior of Kant's exclusive room.
He is still resting.
It is early morning now, and the sky is just getting bright.
The suitable temperature allowed Kant to sleep comfortably. Covered with a thin layer of cashmere blanket, plus the specially installed fireplace in the room, it was as warm and pleasant as early summer.
A week passed, and he was also tired for a week.
Just had a good night's sleep now.
However, the routine he had developed in recent days made him wake up at this time as well.
"Uh..." Stretching his waist vigorously, Kant sat up on the soft velvet cushion, rubbed his face vigorously, and his drowsy thinking became much clearer.
It was warm in the room, and he threw off the blanket and got out of bed in his pajamas.
He came to the table and poured himself a glass of water.
Inside is still warm sweet water with date palm sugar added, and the servants will change it every once in a while to ensure that Kant can take it at any time and keep it warm at all times.
"It's almost there, and I can finally stop for a while."
Kant drank sweet water and came to the window.
Open up a little.
The cool air permeated in, but Kant's spirit was even more excited.
From a height of 50 meters above the head, the huge cast gold disc with a diameter of 20 meters is emitting a faint golden light. Even though the moon has disappeared at dawn, it still makes the surrounding area show a bright light.
Just like the extra-large night light, it's still a soft version, the kind that doesn't hurt the eyes.
The interior of the castle is clearly visible.
The civilians had all woken up at this time, holding farm tools and walking in twos and threes on the streets, walking very fast and in a hurry, as if they were in a hurry.
The same goes for the camel caravan that has just finished loading the salt and is about to leave the castle and go to the post station for trade.
It's all in a hurry.
Kant understood this.
The "Drehem" castle has entered a state of embargo. Except for the daily labor and trade personnel, everyone else stayed quietly in their homes and waited for the troops to arrange.
At the same time, some civilians were organized into teams to learn how to defend the city.
Of course it's just the easiest job.
That is to carry all kinds of military supplies, such as shields and arrows, wood and rocks, or to help clean the city walls and arrow towers to ensure that there are no obstacles or debris that will affect the defense of the city during wartime. play.
On the continent of Calradia, when the lords defend the city, they will specially arrange or train them. In this regard, the Swadian civilians who have experienced chaos for a long time are accustomed to these tasks, and even take up arms. It can stand in some key positions, slightly parry the attack of enemy troops, and delay the time of being captured.
If they were directly upgraded to militiamen and directly instilled with the fighting skills and experience of various militiamen by the system, the combat capabilities of these civilians would be greatly increased. At least it would be no problem to stand guard between the narrow city walls and arrow towers and wait for reinforcements.
But the real battle still relies on those elite soldiers.
Castle room.
The Swadian light infantry are forming patrols, patrolling the streets and lanes.
The crossbowmen and archers occupy the city walls, standing on the square towers and arrow towers, staring coldly at the periphery of the area where they are stationed, and watching the depths of the desert with vigilance for any suspicious targets.
And in the barracks, the knights and the heavy cavalry were waiting, wiping the weapons in their hands.
Outside the castle.
The Mamluks, who are good at desert combat, are patrolling in small groups.
The date palm grove and various farmlands, including pastures, patrolled vigilantly, carrying an iron staff with both hands, and a round steel shield on the left arm. Under the full-covered Salander chain armor, there were indifferent eyes.
They are also waiting.
Waiting for the scattered desert robbers outside the sentry oasis to report back all kinds of information at all times!
(end of this chapter)