The person who came was the missing desert robber.
But the infantry stationed at the entrance of the street did not disperse to give way.
Instead, they all held the weapons in their hands tightly, pointed the spear and sickle at the outside, and stared at the desert bandit angrily, the anger in their eyes seemed to turn into substance.
Even inside the street, the same is true for the other 16 desert robbers.
They are quite angry.
Because on the sand dunes not far away, 50 retinue knights wearing chain mail and linen robes have appeared.
Just wait on the dunes.
Apparently, they had a guide to bring them here.
And the guide is the original companion.
The desert bandit.
The traitor!
"Wait, listen to me."
The desert bandit explained eagerly: "I am not a traitor!"
Of course he noticed where the anger on the faces of these infantrymen came from.
"Shut up, that's not why you brought the enemy here!"
At the entrance of the street, someone responded angrily.
This attracted the response of many infantrymen, and even the militiamen on the roof pointed their hunting crossbows at him from afar.
Pull the trigger and the iron crossbow bolts will be fired.
Within an effective range of 30 meters, short and heavy crossbow arrows can easily penetrate leather armor.
"I need to see Lord Kant."
The desert robber had cold sweat on his face.
He thought of his own recklessness.
It was an extremely wrong choice to directly lead these strangers, or unfamiliar heavy cavalry with superb combat power, to the oasis. He didn't even know whether these strangers were really acquainted with Kant.
But there is no way, he can only report this matter to Kant now.
"impossible!"
The infantry in front of them roared in unison.
Glaring at the same enemy, this desert bandit, in their opinion, is definitely a traitor.
"Let him come here."
But behind him, Kant's voice sounded.
smooth.
powerful.
With a bit of majesty belonging to the superior: "I believe in my people."
The troops recruited by the system will never betray him.
"Lord Kant."
Many infantry turned their heads in surprise.
It was Kant who was holding the banner of a golden lion on a red background behind him.
Behind them were 16 desert robbers with expressionless faces, looking coldly at their original companions.
The sharp short javelin is already in his hand.
If they want, they can throw this powerful weapon in 1 second.
"Master Kant, I am definitely not a traitor."
The desert bandit swallowed, but his eyes were touched by Kant's trust, and he quickly reported: "The troops from the Lion Principality are here, and the leader is Hobson, who is responsible for escorting a man named A scholar of Hank, came to the Nalun Desert to find the legendary lost city, by the way, there is also a cavalryman named Rowan, they said they know you."
In order to clear himself of suspicion, the desert bandit told everything he knew.
"Um?"
Kant was slightly taken aback.
Subconsciously raised his head, frowned and looked at the well-equipped cavalry on the sand dunes, they were indeed dressed in the standard dress of the Lion Principality.
Staring at it, his eyes were even more stunned for a moment.
"Knight Hobson, Scholar Hank, and the former Cavalry Captain Rowan."
Kant nodded, his face relaxed a little.
This is indeed a misunderstanding.
However, even if Kant recognized the three familiar people, he did not ask the infantry to lift their guard.
The warning of the system can always be in his mind.
Danger breeds in the dark sky.
What exactly this danger is, whether it is the retinue knights in front of him, has not yet been confirmed.
Confirmation is easy, too.
This is the case with Kant.
"Step aside."
Kant opened his mouth to order, and walked out of the street with the 16 desert robbers behind him.
"My lord, be careful."
Although the infantry in front of them moved out of the way, they all looked at the desert robber with suspicion in their eyes.
Apparently they didn't trust the guy who brought people to his village.
Even if it was a partner.
But the desert bandit in front of him was a little embarrassed.
The person was indeed brought by him, and he didn't know the relationship with Mr. Kant at all.
If it is a friend, or an acquaintance who has met several times, then naturally there is no problem, but once Lord Kant's enemy in the Lion Principality uses this method to annihilate the weak "Dherim", then he will Really became a traitor.
"Big... my lord..."
He opened his mouth to explain, but he lowered his head dejectedly.
There is nothing to explain.
"Don't worry, those are indeed my friends."
Kant smiled with a calm expression on his face.
At the same time, he led the desert robbers forward and rode forward, and told him: "Return to the team, don't think too much."
This sentence undoubtedly represents Kant's meaning.
"Thank you, kind Lord Kant."
The desert bandit was overjoyed, nodded immediately, and rode his horse back to the team.
The infantry at the street behind them did not continue to look at him with hatred, and their expressions returned to calm.
And a certain older desert bandit glanced at him, and reprimanded in a low voice: "In the future, use your brain more. If you bring enemies this time, then you are a traitor."
"I will pay attention." The desert bandit nodded, with a look of shame on his face.
Kant smiled, but didn't say much.
Lead the desert bandits forward.
At the top of the sand dunes, three cavalry also rode down.
"Dear Baron Kant, it's really kind to meet you here far away from the Lion's Castle."
At the head of it was Hobson Knight.
He is a knight conferred by Cameron, the Duke of the Lion himself, and the manor is not far from the Castle of the Lion.
The two are naturally acquainted.
"Hobson Knight."
Kant smiled, his tone reserved and contagious.
Glancing at Luo Wen, who didn't dare to speak, Kant also nodded and said: "Captain Luo Wen, we meet again. Last time, your help was very effective for me, which is worth thanking."
The help last time naturally refers to Kant using them to attack the Gnoll tribe in the sentry oasis.
Of course Rowan remembered.
However, he also remembered that he shook his face and took away the subordinate cavalry directly.
"Yes, is it..."
Luo Wen swallowed, with a humble and respectful tone: "It is my honor to serve you, respected Baron Kant."
He no longer had the arrogance he had before.
After all, by my side, there are knights from the Lion Principality, as well as distinguished senior scholars.
Kant just smiled.
For Luo Wen, he didn't hold any grudges, that's just the normal state of people.
And when Kant looked at the old man next to him, his face was quite complicated. He couldn't help but sighed softly, bowed his head and said in respect: "Mr. Hanke, I really didn't expect to meet you again in the Nalun Desert."
He used honorifics.
The tone was equally respectful.
Scholar Hank sighed slightly: "Baron Kant, life is really surprising."
"Yes." Kant nodded slightly.
They were all quite emotional.
Because just a month ago, they were even in the college, studying the huge collection of books.
Hank is a scholar.
And Kant was one of the apprentices.
He is still Hank's favorite, most diligent and hardworking apprentice.
"It's really unexpected."
Scholar Hanke sighed, looked around and said, "The environment here is really bad."
"Yeah." Kant nodded.
However, he still said to Scholar Hank: "Actually, I'm a little surprised that you came here. The environment in the Nalun Desert is cruel, and it is a serious burden on your body."
"The Lost City."
Scholar Hank spoke with a bit of excitement in his tone: "I'm here to look for it."
"The Lost City?" Kant frowned slightly.
As the most diligent apprentice in the academy, Kant had read many similar books, but he finally came to the conclusion that this so-called lost city was simply a ridiculous rumor, a legend that did not exist at all.
Shaking his head, Kant shrugged and said, "There is nothing here except sand."
"There will be."
Scholar Hanke is not discouraged, with a bit of determination on his old face: "I am already 67 years old. If I don't want to prove myself, I won't be able to come here to investigate in person when I am completely old."
"This spirit is admirable." Kant lowered his head slightly.
This is the tribute of the younger generation to the older generation.
But Kant did not agree with this behavior. This is an absurd legend, and there will be no discovery.
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