At the temporary camp, the desert bandits returned, and quickly came to Kant's tent to report respectfully: "Lord, they are here, about 500 cavalry, about 1,000 elite pikemen, and more than 5,000 miscellaneous troops, Looks like a water thief."
"Water thief, it's really interesting." Kant's mouth curled up slightly. He was no stranger to the gangsters of the Reese Niston River.
Bestur next to him also said in a deep voice: "My lord, do we need to fight in advance?"
"certainly."
The corners of Kant's mouth were still slightly raised: "Could this group of rabble be stronger than those guys from the Dark Red Sect?" Looking at Bestur, he lowered his voice: "Let the blood of this group of rabble be smeared all over this area." The land of the plains!"
"As you wish!"
Bestur grinned.
As the most war-loving nomad on the Calradia continent and a former member of the Kujit Khanate, what he likes most is to lead the troops and crush the enemy under the hooves of horses.
"How long will it take for them to come here?"
Kant asked the desert robber: "I need a more specific time."
The desert bandit pondered for a while, and immediately replied in a deep voice: "Most of them are infantry, and it takes an hour to march. Even if they reach our vicinity, it may take half an hour to prepare for the battle."
"Very well, go down and get ready."
Kant nodded approvingly.
"yes!"
The desert robber left the tent immediately after saluting.
As bandits, they are the best light cavalry after being recruited, and they are also not weak in the direction of investigation.
But at this moment.
The tent was opened again, and a Rhodok sergeant came in to report: "My lord, three strangers came outside and said they... knew you."
"Huh?" Bestur raised his head and frowned, and said calmly, "Master Kant, be careful of tricks."
"No."
Kant smiled slightly and said: "It seems that the dark things that were once arranged at the Reese Niston River have also played a certain role." dark child."
"This is really a surprise." Bestur bowed his head and said, "It comes from your wisdom, Mr. Kant."
"Let them in."
Kant waved.
Sergeant Rhodok signaled to the messenger and said: "Don't scare them, but let these friends know our preparation and power. Who can be sure whether they are here to inquire about information?"
"Yes!" Sergeant Rhodok saluted respectfully and solemnly, and then stepped back quickly.
"grown ups."
Bestur said: "Actually, in my opinion, it doesn't matter what those water thieves have in mind. A group of mobs can't do much resistance to us. This is a plain battlefield."
On the plain battlefield, whoever has strong infantry can stabilize the front. Whoever has the strongest cavalry will be able to start the battle.
Kant's cavalry and infantry are now elite.
He is the strongest!
This is an unquestionable absolute strength, a strength that can make the enemy feel desperate!
Outside the temporary camp.
In the wilderness.
Three Reese Niston river thieves in ordinary clothes were standing outside leading their horses. They were wearing iron leather armor and iron swords around their waists. Their expressions were anxious and terrified.
"Will Baron Kant believe us?"
A water thief said anxiously: "He just won a battle, and now he may not believe that there will be an army of at least 7,000 people who want to attack him in the evening."
"who knows."
Another water thief also said in a deep voice: "But he is Princess Sofia's son after all. We have pledged our allegiance to his mother, which is equivalent to our allegiance to Baron Kant who has Princess Sofia's bloodline."
"Yes." The other water thief also nodded.
But then there was silence.
Why don't they know
It is precisely because Baron Kant is the blood of Princess Sophia that they risked their lives to come here to inform, otherwise they would have followed those large groups of water thieves and the noble army from the Silver Plate Kingdom to directly attack this fully loaded army under the cover of night. The convoy of goods was lucky enough to steal some money by himself, and got hundreds of large silver coins distributed, so he went to have a good time.
It's just that they don't want to do this, because they were once knights, and their family has been ashamed by being reduced to water thieves. Even if it is, it is the most ashamed existence for their own honor.
It's not as good as dying on the battlefield gloriously, at least it can win honor for the family!
It's too late to say anything now.
"Hey."
The water thief at the head was silent for a moment.
He suddenly raised his head, looked at the other two and said, "It doesn't matter if Baron Kant believes us or not. When we saw him, he could give us some big silver coins, which was enough for us to come here and risk our lives to report."
"Yes." The two nodded: "Baron Kant is indeed as kind as Princess Sophia."
That's right.
The three of them were the Raisiniston River pirates who had encountered Kant in the Nalun Desert.
Since Kant planned to infiltrate this vital river, he gave these guys some financial help, and now, these dark men finally played their due role.
Although for Kant, it didn't have much effect at all.
the door.
Ten Rhodok sergeants were wearing heavy chain armor, carrying broad shields, and holding heavy machetes like halberds. They were staring at the three of them. Under the helmets and visors, there was no expression at all.
There is only vigilance in the eyes, and extreme indifference, as if looking at a group of dead people.
The three water thieves who were once knights shuddered.
This is elite.
In the bottom of my heart, I have come to a conclusion.
Even in their opinion, these sergeants are stronger than the heavy elite spearmen that the Silver Plate Kingdom is proud of, especially the momentum, which is really unparalleled!
Not for a moment, in the tent, someone walked out quickly.
"Hey, come in!"
It was the Rhodok sergeant who reported, and said in a rude tone: "Follow closely, don't look around, if we find you acting abnormally." Then you will know what real pain is!"
"Okay, we understand." The three water thieves followed immediately.
Enter the tent.
The three water thieves kept their eyes on each other.
But I couldn't help but feel a little bit of doubt, even panic.
Because they found that inside the tent, there were already groups of infantry assembled, even the cavalry were already in formation, ready to get on their horses at any time, level the outermost tent as a shelter, and rush out.
How does this look like a team that is camping? It is clearly a team that is ready for battle and is about to go to battle!
This is unbelievable for them!
They are distinct.
The scouting cavalry belonging to Baron Kant should not have spotted them.
If they were found, how could they camp here so easily, and leave as soon as possible. There is no army of nobles who dare to face enemies twice as many as their own troops so arrogantly, and still camp safely!
PS: After finishing the bottle in the clinic, the mobile phone codes. Flu outbreak season, there is no way...the update will be resumed tomorrow
(end of this chapter)