New temporary tasks.
Kant's face was serious.
But the one with a more serious expression was the Hobson knight who had just arrived.
"2000 jackals."
He frowned slightly, with solemn eyes: "The difference in quantity is too great."
These were not 20 wolf men, nor 200 wolf men, but a full 2000 wolf men, a terrifying number that could directly overwhelm and devour his 50 subordinate knights.
Judging from the situation, a frontal confrontation is a battle that must be lost.
Not optimistic.
"Is this a large tribe of wolf men?"
Scholar Hank leaned on his cane and said, "2000 gnolls are not something that a random small tribe can gather."
This old scholar has no military knowledge.
But in terms of strategic analysis, there is still a scholar's mind.
"Yes." Kant nodded without hiding anything.
Thinking quickly, he also said truthfully: "There is a large wolf man tribe further north in the sentinel oasis, and there are at least 2,500 wolf men living in it. If you guess correctly, it is this group of damned things."
Definitely them.
The direction and number also proved to be this large wolf man tribe.
And it's all out.
The purpose is to completely wipe out the human influence in the sentry oasis.
Revenge blood hatred!
"We need careful tactics."
Knight Hobson was silent for a moment, and then said: "Try to use the least cost to defeat these gnolls and reduce our casualties."
"Be careful." Scholar Hank also nodded in agreement.
"Thank you so much."
Kant stroked his chest solemnly and bent over.
The two talking like this already represented that they really got involved in this matter.
In fact, facing the attack of 2,000 jackals, they could choose to evacuate without even considering Kant's opinion, because they had no responsibility to assist Kant in defending the fiefdom.
Their mission is to escort the scholar Hank on his investigation in the Nalun Desert.
"If the sentry oasis is captured, I think my investigation will come to an end."
Sighing slightly, Scholar Hank smiled wryly.
And he looked at Kant's immature and firm face, and felt pity in his heart: "But I can't accept that the apprentice I admire the most, lost his territory so simply."
Hobson Knight also nodded: "And we are not without a chance of victory."
"Only go all out."
Kant nodded solemnly. Although he didn't say much, he had already remembered it.
This is a timely assistance.
Seeing Kant's expression, Scholar Hank and Knight Hobson also nodded secretly.
At the very least, they have a good opinion of Kant.
"Arrange a battle plan."
Knight Hobson spoke, looked at Kant and Hank and said: "This is a battle that cannot be lost."
They have confidence.
After all, 50 retinue knights are equal to 50 heavy cavalry.
Well-trained, well-equipped, and fighting spirit is high.
With the current number of soldiers stationed in the sentry oasis, which is close to 200, it is entirely possible to defeat these primitive and rude wolf man troops.
Because they are the troops of the civilized world.
It was proven ten years ago.
Around 2000, the army of the Lion Principality has already swept across the southern part of the Nalun Desert.
And it is clearly recorded in the literature.
At the beginning, in the southern part of the Nalun Desert, in the Sangwaya Mountains, there were more than a dozen large tribes with thousands of wolf men, not to mention scattered small tribes with hundreds of people.
In the end, it wasn't completely wiped out.
certainly.
For them who are currently at a numerical disadvantage, how to win this battle needs to be carefully discussed.
Tactics should be reasonable.
But as the enemy was approaching, their deliberations were quick.
Finally come to a conclusion.
"In this case, Baron Kant, your troops are guarding the oasis."
Knight Hobson said: "I led the knights to lurk behind the sand dunes, and when the battle situation is stalemate, I will charge. I will try my best to crush the enemy into chaos in the shortest possible time."
"Yes, it's a good tactic."
Kant nodded in agreement.
He believes that his Swadian infantry will be absolutely fine if they stick to the street entrance of the village.
This is what Kant promised Hobson Knight.
"I'll stay here."
Scholar Hank also nodded slightly, and tapped the sandy ground under his feet with his cane: "Although I am old, I think I can still be of some use to war."
Kant also nodded: "Mr. Hanke, it's best for you to stay."
Outside is a bloody battlefield of swords and swords.
Scholar Hank was 61 years old, and if he wanted to endure such a high-intensity fight, it would probably kill him.
Out of respect for him, Kant pointed to his governing hall and said, "Mr. Hank, that house is relatively safe, and you can still rest there to relieve the fatigue caused by many days of trekking."
Regarding Kant's cautiousness, Knight Hobson chuckled: "Then you really underestimated Hank Scholar."
"Don't worry about me." Scholar Hank shook his head with a smile.
He clenched his cane tightly, and his seemingly hazy eyes sparkled: "Kant, when I was galloping on the battlefield with Duke Cameron, you were not born yet."
"Is that so..." Kant still wanted to say a few words of comfort.
After all, looking at the old appearance of Hank scholar, a gust of strong wind can blow it away directly.
But at this moment, news came from the watchtower.
"Lord Kant, the enemy is approaching!"
The militiamen in charge of guarding the top of the tower poked their heads out and shouted eagerly: "We are resting behind the sand dunes and forming an offensive formation. An attack may be launched at any time. Please make tactical preparations as soon as possible!"
The enemy is coming.
An army of 2,000 Jackals.
"Let's go." Knight Hobson led the way.
50 retinue knights wearing double chain mail and linen robes roared and followed.
The galaxy is extremely bright.
The bright moonlight falls.
In the eyes of the militiamen on the watchtower, behind the sand dunes in the northeast, densely packed gnolls are gathering.
Roaring and howling echoed across the desert.
Even in the sentry oasis, it can be heard clearly.
"coming soon."
Scholar Hank frowned slightly, looking at the sand dunes in the northeast direction.
Familiar with various documents, he whispered to Kant: "As long as we can withstand the first impact of these gnolls, we can say that we have won half the battle."
"I understand." Kant nodded.
The jackals of the primitive tribe had no tactics at all.
He rushed up in a mess.
Withdraw in a mess.
And as long as this first round of impact is blocked by the infantry of "Dherim", the battle will fall into an instant stalemate.
Hobson knight and 50 retinue knights can open the door to victory.
The charge of heavy cavalry has always been devastating.
Just like when Kant used tricks to beat those gnolls into chaos, and finally led to the defeat of all the members and won the victory, it is the same this time.
The herd effect is scary.
As long as there is a rout, for these jackals who have not undergone tactical training, it will be a complete rout.
"Aww—"
Appeared suddenly with a hoarse howl.
On the sand dunes, a strong jackal was standing there with a battle ax in both hands.
"Chief Gnoll."
Kant spoke slowly, his mouth dry.
And as the gnoll chief raised his two-handed battle ax forward, the gnolls behind the dunes also raised their rough maces and charged.
The ear-piercing howl unique to the gnoll was endless.
Pairs of green eyes were also full of bloodthirsty desire in the deep night.
"Raise your weapons and meet our enemies!"
Kant took a deep breath, his expression extremely dignified.
He held up the flag in his hand high, with a bright red background and a golden lion flying in the wind.
Deterrence of the enemy!
Kant currently has the strongest hole card.
It is also his confidence to win this battle.
"How can it be…"
Scholars Hank showed a look of surprise and uncertainty, staring blankly at the golden lion with a red background, and couldn't help muttering: "This flag...is a strange thing!"
Just when the group of jackals rushed down.
After entering a certain distance, a mysterious aura instantly enveloped them.
And in contrast to this.
The Swadian infantry stationed on the streets on both sides of "Dherim" were refreshed.
The war begins!
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(end of this chapter)