The Lord of the Oasis

Chapter 7: The founding of Dherim

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Kant understood the mood of these cavalrymen.

Therefore, there is no anger at them leaving indifferently without even saying hello.

On the contrary.

These cavalry who had only experienced a bloody battle had no joy of victory at all.

Whether it is Captain Luo Wen or his 19 cavalry subordinates, they are full of resentment towards Kant, and there is even a kind of resentment suffocating in their chests, almost as unconcealable as a volcano that is about to erupt!

Gnolls are losers, and so are they.

The winner is Kant.

The baron who has mastered the sentry oasis is the real winner.

"Goodbye." Kant watched them disappear into the sand dunes.

The Swadian recruits in charge of security also came over with spears and reported: "My lord, they have all left."

"Yes, they are very fast." Kant nodded.

This is also normal. After all, they are a highly mobile cavalry unit. Without the drag of the carriage and infantry, there is absolutely no problem in increasing the marching speed several times.

It is estimated that it will take less than 3 days to cross the Sangwaya Mountains and return to the suitable Principality of Lions.

"However, it's good to leave."

Kant breathed a sigh of relief, at least the sentry oasis is in his hands.

As for the cavalry of the Lion Principality, the natives of this world continued to stay here, Kant really didn't know what to do. After all, the next territory construction needed to rely on the system.

At that time, Kant will have to find an excuse to let them leave.

Because the prompt from the system has also appeared on his retina.

[Ding... After a lot of fighting, the enemy was defeated]

[Temporary mission: "Destroy the Gnoll Tribe" completed]

[Reward: Desert Bandit Stronghold x 1]

[Evaluation: Wonderful strategy, amazing tactics, this hearty victory is worthy of praise.]

On Retina, a temporary system completion dialog appears.

But the dialog is more than that.

[Ding...Someone in your army can upgrade]

When exterminating the wolf man tribe, Kant's soldiers were also fighting hard.

And the results obtained are not small.

The situation fell into chaos, losing their will to fight, and the gnolls who started to flee were like a mess of headless flies. Many of them were directly killed by the Swadian soldiers who rushed in, armed with spears and long-handled sickles.

So the soldiers gain a lot of experience.

For these soldiers who are still in their infancy, upgrading is a matter of course.

[Upgradable Arms: Swadia Peasant × 20]

[Spending 10 dinars per person can be upgraded to: Swadia recruits]

The option to upgrade surprised Kant.

The remaining 20 Swadian farmers can all choose to upgrade.

What surprised Kant even more was that the Swadian recruits who had just been upgraded could also continue to upgrade.

[Upgradable units: Swadia recruits × 10]

[Spend 20 dinars per person, can be upgraded to: Swadian Militia]

These new recruits holding spears and wearing leather armor were the main force of Kant's infantry in this battle. They stabbed to death most of the wolf men who dared to approach them with their sharp spears.

It can be said that compared with the peasants, these Swadian recruits are fully capable of serving as the most basic combat personnel.

"However, the dinars spent are somewhat overrun."

Kant frowned slightly.

20 Swadian farmers can be upgraded to recruits for 200 dinars.

It also costs 200 dinars to upgrade 10 Swadian recruits to the militia.

Dinar is the name of the currency.

But it only exists in the system, and it can only be used and obtained by Kant.

But what makes Kant a little anxious is that the addition of the two upgrades, the cost of 400 dinars will almost wipe out all his savings, even if he came to this world, secretly doing various temporary tasks, saving money Also only 500 dinars.

The previous upgrade already cost 100 denars.

Now the Swadian soldiers are going to be upgraded again, which is equivalent to all his deposits, and he has to say goodbye to him completely.

"It's a bit helpless." Kant sighed softly.

Shaking his head and smiling bitterly, he still said silently in his heart: "System, all upgrades."

The situation is here.

These dinars must not be saved.

Kant's two lives were human beings, with past and present experiences, so of course they could clearly distinguish the situation.

Arriving in the Nalun Desert, an oasis of guard posts hanging alone outside the Lion Principality, Kant can already be judged to have lost everything in the past, and also lost the help from the Lion Principality.

His biggest reliance is still himself, that is, these Swadian soldiers from the system!

The mysterious system data descended in the void.

20 Swadian farmers in a datalink package, starting to grow strong.

Spears, leather armor, leather helmets, hatchets on the waist, and broad shields on the back are all available.

And the 10 Swadian recruits who were upgraded to the Swadian militia are even more eye-catching.

The figure became stronger, the spear was replaced by a heavy spear covered with iron at the front, and under the linen robe was an iron-inlaid leather armor with better defense, plus a fighting pick that could pierce armor, and a stronger thick and wide shield. Looked like a farmer.

Although it is called the Swadian militia, it basically looks like a regular army.

In Kant's view, these militiamen are qualified to participate in real wars even in the Principality of Lions!

"I salute you, Lord Kant."

20 Swadian recruits and 10 Swadian militiamen lined up, standing with their heads held high like a military parade.

This made Kant smile a bit: "Very good."

With these 30 infantry capable of fighting, he can finally occupy the sentry oasis with confidence.

Even if those Gnolls who were defeated and fled into the desert organize a counterattack again, Kant is not without the power to fight, on the contrary, he will firmly occupy the oasis and develop better.

"The flowers of the desert need blood to water them."

Kant took a deep breath of air, the strong smell of blood still lingered in his mouth and nose.

Looking up at the sky, the last twilight of the sun has already set, and the bright moon appears in the sky, releasing the bright moonlight, accompanied by the entire bright galaxy, bringing a sense of tranquility that belongs to the night.

It's just that in the sentry oasis, the corpses of gnolls all over the ground and the strong smell of blood ruined the artistic conception.

"Clean the battlefield."

Kant waved his hand and commanded the soldiers: "Gather all the corpses of these gnolls and burn them."

"Understood." The soldiers responded and took action.

The corpses of these gnolls were burned to prevent the water from being decomposed and polluted.

After all, in the desert, the water resources of the oasis are precious strategic materials. These dirty corpses rot and form various germs. Once they seep into the sand and pollute the water source, it will be too late to regret.

This is one thing to note.

The soldiers also understood, so they dragged the corpses of the gnolls together, and they all piled up under the sand dunes hundreds of meters away.

Kant closed his eyes and communicated with the system in his mind.

The main mission that has been delayed for 16 years can finally be carried out.

Now that Kant occupies the sentry oasis, with the help of the system, he can establish a village, develop his own power, and then control the entire Nalun Desert, or re-extend his tentacles into the Lion Principality.

"System, is it possible to build a village here?"

Kant asked silently in his heart.

"Yes." The system replied simply, and a dialog box popped up at the same time.

[Ding... After careful exploration, you finally found this area]

[Main task: "Build a village" completed]

[Reward: 1000 dinars]

[Introduction: This is an oasis in the barren desert, how to develop your village is debatable.]

The dialog box disappears.

Right in front of Kant's eyes, the data from the system began to entangle and condense, and a two-story building composed of stone and wood finally materialized in this world.

This is the system, the traditional architecture of the Kingdom of Swadia.

At the same time, a new system dialog appears.

[Ding... Your village has been established, please name it]

[Note: After naming, the lord interface will be opened]

"name?"

Kant was slightly taken aback, looked at the building in front of him, and blurted out: "Drehem."

The most famous city in the Kingdom of Swadia is located in the center of the entire Calradia continent, a well-known place of the Fourth World War, and it is also known as the city with the strongest defense in the Kingdom of Swadia.

[Ding...The name of the village: Dherim]

The village is officially named.

And with Kant's affirmation, Dherim's interface also appeared on the retina.

[Drehem]

[Lord: Kant]

[Category: Swadia Village]

[Population: 50 people]

[Building: Executive Hall]

[Can be built: houses, walls, mills, watchtowers, wells]

[Current troops: Swadia recruits (20), Swadia militia (10)]

[Recruitable: Swadia recruits]

[Evaluation: This unremarkable village is called "Deherim". It is located in a small oasis, and its future is worrying.]

Before Kant's eyes, the data flow completely disappeared.

And this village he named "Deherim" finally appeared in front of him.

To say it is a village may be a bit lenient.

In Dherim now, there is only the governing hall representing the center of the village. This is often where the village elders live. In the system, there are NPCs and background buildings for players to obtain quests.

It's just that when it comes to this world, it is a real building.

"Honorable lord."

Appearing with a complimenting voice, Kant was taken aback for a moment.

Right next to this stone building, the thick wooden door was opened, and Swadian farmers in linen robes were coming out one after another, bowing their heads respectfully and touching their chests, and saluted Kant.

"Yeah." Kant nodded.

Only then did he remember that the village interface of "Dherim" also included a population of 50 people.

No more, no less, exactly 50 Swadian farmers were standing neatly in front of them.

(end of this chapter)