After taking care of the 30 Gnoll warriors in chain mail, the next step is very convenient.
Holding a wooden pole and carrying a coarse salt sack, the lowly wolf man had no thought of resisting at all, threw away the things in his hands, and ran towards the depths of the desert.
Fatis did not arrange for troops to pursue too far.
Without fresh water and food, even if they escaped, they would not be able to escape a single death in the end.
"Call—"
Tightening the reins, Fatis stopped the horse under his crotch.
Not far in front of them, 10 Swadian heavy cavalry armed with maces were riding their horses and surrounding a jackal in the middle. They were wearing fine linen robes, sitting on the ground with their heads bowed, and seemed to have surrendered.
"Master Fatis, this thing will speak our words."
A Swadian heavy cavalry lifted the cavalry helmet on the top of his head, and said a little strangely: "And it's not bad."
"Really?" Fatis nodded.
In fact, he was not surprised that this jackal knew the common language of the human race.
When he led the elite desert robbers and beheaded the wolf man shaman, the evil old wolf man was speaking the standard human language. On behalf of these wolf men, there were also guys who knew the common language of the human race.
Like it, this decent-looking Gnoll in fine linen robes.
It is exactly Asage.
He fled to a safer shanty town before the Swadian heavy cavalry charged.
Looking helplessly at his 30 guards, who were easily pierced by a 3-meter long gun like ridiculous little chickens, and are still acting as sculptures on the sand, the whole person has lost the courage to die calmly.
It considers death more frightening than being captured by humans.
What's more, he invested 10,000 silver dimes in this salt mine, so it's not worth it to die like this.
But Assage still opened his mouth and said in the standard common language of the human race: "I am not a thing, please don't use this word to insult me. I am not these low-level gnolls, but a civilized high-level gnoll."
"Oh, is it."
Fatis nodded, and at the same time waved to the Swadian heavy cavalry: "It doesn't matter, take it to Mr. Kant."
"Understood." Those strong Swadian heavy cavalry grinned grinningly, shaking the mace in their hands on the mail gloves, and said very bluntly: "This gnoll, do you stand up and walk by yourself, or should we carry it?" with you?"
"Don't bother you, I'll go by myself."
Assage glanced at the visually striking mace with some fear, and swallowed subconsciously.
Standing up, it obediently walked ahead.
Ten minutes ago, Assage had clearly seen that these seemingly ordinary maces easily smashed the skulls of the wolf man open, just like knocking fruit off.
"A wise choice." Fatis also praised with a smile.
However, the 10 Swadian heavy cavalry around them dismounted cautiously and followed Assage.
Holding the mace tightly in their hands, as long as there is any abnormal situation, with their skills, they can control this seemingly rational and fully communicative wolf man in the shortest time.
In fact, Asage didn't fight back.
It's not because of being calm, but because it's really scared of the vicious heavy cavalry around it.
Walk towards Kant.
The Swadian light infantry, armed with fan shields, stood guard with Germanic swords.
All of them had unfriendly expressions, and there was a threat of killing intent in their eyes, which made Assage's legs a little weak, and he couldn't help but lowered his head and followed, not daring to lift it up.
"My lord, captured it alive."
Fatis walked ahead and reported to Kang Dehui: "That strange wolf man from before."
"Well, good job." Kant nodded.
At the same time, he looked at Asage, and asked in a calm tone: "Do you understand the common language of the human race?"
"certainly."
Assage bravely replied: "Understand a little bit." But he didn't know how scared he was, his heart seemed to be beating a drum, and his legs were so weak that he was about to collapse on the ground.
Kant smiled lightly and said, "Relax, it's not a big deal."
Assage swallowed, and glanced at the messy wolf man corpses around him from the corner of his eye, and his heart throbbed even more. If he had just experienced a massacre, he didn't think anyone would relax.
"It seems that you are different from the previous fellow wolf men."
Kant smiled, and continued to ask in a flat tone: "It feels to me..." After a pause, he added: "It seems to have its own civilization, rather than them being like beasts."
"No, it should be different."
Assage was a little angry in his heart, and summoned up his courage to retort: "I am a high-level wolf man, which is different from these low-level wolf men in the desert. They are still beasts, but I am a civilized race!"
"Hmm." Kant frowned slightly, and asked in surprise, "High and low?"
He really didn't expect that Jackals would have such a class division.
"Yes." Assage swallowed, seeing that the human noble in front of him was lifeless, he couldn't help explaining in a low voice: "I am a high-ranking wolf man from the coast of Mannheim, north of the Nalun Desert. There is an essential difference between the merchants of the kingdom and the lowly tribes of the desert."
"But it looks like you are all similar." Fatis added.
Of course, this point is the same as Kant's doubts.
No matter how you look at it, this so-called high-level wolf man is a little taller, stronger, and decently dressed.
There is not much difference in appearance from those low-level gnolls.
They are all sharp teeth, beast-like heads, and gray-brown fur.
But this aroused some pride in Assage's heart, and he mustered up his courage and said: "We have established our own gray mane kingdom on the coast of Mannheim, which is fundamentally different from these low-level gnolls with mentally retarded heads!"
"The shores of Mannheim? Kingdom of Graymane?"
Kant frowned even tighter. These two names had never appeared in the academy library of the Lion Principality.
Hearing this jackal talk again now, Kant couldn't help asking: "You said you came from the north of the Nalun Desert? But according to my understanding, the Nalun Desert is so vast that even birds cannot fly through it!"
"You mean the devil's land, right? That's right, as long as we gnolls can pass through!"
Assage swallowed, and regained some confidence: "I am from the north of the Nalun Desert, on the coast of Mannheim. It is a lush coastal area. It takes 30 days in the desert to get here!"
Kant's brows were already wrinkled into Sichuan characters.
Looking at this jackal man, he said solemnly, "You mean, there is your kingdom in the north of the Nalun Desert?"
"Of course." Assage gritted his teeth and said grimly: "That is the Kingdom of Gray Mane. As I said, it is a country established by high-ranking gnolls, and its troops are very strong. The Devil's Desert, if you don't let me go, the troops of the Gray Mane Kingdom will cross the Devil's Desert and go to your human kingdom to plunder!"
"Oh, that's right."
Kant nodded, and Fatis looked at each other.
Seeing Kant's calm appearance, Assage suddenly panicked. He found that he had played all his cards, but the opponent was not afraid and let him go.
Immediately, I became even more fearful, and even said unscrupulously: "You better let me go quickly, otherwise after half a year, the troops of our Gray Mane Kingdom will officially come here and attack your human kingdom. It can't be defended at all, our high-level Gnoll fighters are the strongest!"
"That's good, isn't it."
Kant chuckled, and Fatis also smiled beside him.
Both are smiling.
This made Assage even more terrified.
"Take it back and speak slowly." Kant waved his hand and solemnly ordered the Swadian heavy cavalry: "Tie it up, this is our friend."
"Understood." The heavy cavalry nodded.
On the other hand, Assage looked at the heavy cavalry who was getting closer and closer in horror, and couldn't help shouting: "I am willing to redeem myself with 1,000 silver dimes, please, don't kill me! no, do not want!"
What answered him was the heavy chain armor boots of the heavy cavalry.
Kicked to the ground, Assage's face was full of despair. It imagined that the human beings who were captured on the coast of Mannheim and then made into food also felt sad about their own future.
"I hope I won't be stewed." Assage looked at the sky in despair and prayed silently.
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