Lord of the Oasis

The midday sun was blazing and the breeze was blowing like a heat wave.

This is the Narun Desert

The heat made the smell of blood more intense, and a carnage was going on.

More than 50 gnolls with long fangs on their lower jaws and gray fur are holding up their animal-like heads, wailing shrill and desperate, raising their mace in their hands, and heading towards more than 20 cavalry soldiers. pounce.

The cavalry of the Lion Principality who rushed down from the top of the sand dunes also charged down fiercely with their spears in their hands.

Head-to-head confrontation, head-to-head fight!

The Gnoll tribe in the Naron Desert was originally a blood feud with the Principality of Lions.

Both sides were swept away by hatred.

But with the blood splashing, the voices of the gnolls were knocked out by the war horses at the moment of staggering, and the sternum was more than half sunken, and blood was overflowing from the mouth full of sharp teeth.

Even that crazy howl eventually turned into a struggling howl.

"The great god of war Edmund is watching us!"

Captain Rowan pierced a gnoll and nailed it in the soft sand, but without pausing, he pulled out his long sword with his backhand and shouted encouragingly, "Fight for the lion principality!"

"Fight!"

The rest of the cavalry echoed loudly.

The Principality of Lions believes in the God of War, which is the most common prayer in the Church of the God of War.

But just following these words, the other cavalrymen were all excited, rushed into the gnolls, and continued to slash left and right with their long swords. Wherever they went, a stronger smell of blood spread.

The battle was intense and brief.

After a while, the floor was full of corpses.

Blood came out of the wound, seeping into the gravel and staining the sand.

The victorious cavalrymen of the Lion Principality have not stopped killing, because they have dispersed, chasing and killing those gnolls who escaped sporadically, intending to uproot the weeds to avoid future troubles.

As for the four or five gnolls panicking, they fled in the direction of the Swadian peasants in an attempt to break through.

But he was cut off on the head with a long-handled scythe, and he couldn't even get close.

Although these Swadian farmers are good at farming, they still have a basic concept of combat.

The Calradia continent in the game has also been dominated by war for decades. There are countless robbers and robbers. These farmers have also learned how to use the tools they rely on to survive and transform them into weapons to protect themselves.

What's more, with the scythes tightly arranged, even the cavalry would not be willing to charge hard!

The battle is over.

At the same time, in Kant's mind, the prompt sound from the system has also appeared.

[Ding... After a fight, the enemy was defeated]

[Temporary mission: "Gnoll's sneak attack" completed]

[Reward: Date Palm × 20 (full fruit period)]

[Evaluation: This is a lively and dripping battle. Although it is dominated by your allies, it is always a victory. 】

With a helpless smile, Kant automatically ignored the systematic review.

There is no way.

If it weren't for these 20 cavalrymen from the Principality of Lions, it is estimated that Kant's only 30 Swadian peasants would have suffered more than half of the casualties, and they would not necessarily be able to defeat these gnolls.

"Twenty date palm trees?"

On Kant's retina, a dialog box also automatically appeared, with a picture of a date palm on it.

The 10-meter tree trunk is straight, the branches and leaves are lush and green, and the bunches of dates under the canopy are condensed, sweet and huge, and densely packed together, which is quite appetizing.

Traditional crops cannot be grown in desert areas.

And this kind of date palm, which is known for its cold and drought resistance, is the most reliable food support in the desert. During the fruit-producing period from October to February of the next year, the condensed date palm is the staple food in the desert nation, known as the desert. bread.

As the lord of the Naron desert,

Kant needs this date palm even more!

In the midst of joy, another dialog box appeared.

【Ding...Someone in your army can be upgraded】

Kant's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Can someone upgrade?" He quickly opened the system interface.

Just in the system interface, there is a "+" symbol representing the upgrade on the image symbolizing the 30 Swadian farmers.

This is not a description of the system quest, but a reward for this battle.

[Upgradable troops: Swadian farmer × 10]

[Spend 10 dinars per person, can be upgraded to: Swadia Recruit]

The system continues to pop up two dialog boxes.

"I can bear the cost of 100 dinars."

Kant didn't hesitate, and said with certainty: "System, upgrade directly!"

This is an option that must be upgraded, because only the upgraded Swadian recruits are the troops that can really rely on combat. Although they are the weakest, they are much stronger than these Swadian farmers.

With Kant's affirmation, a mysterious existence instantly enveloped the 10 Swadian peasants beside him.

Immediately afterwards, these 10 farmers changed slightly.

Some kind of data link that only Kant can see is entangled, the height of 1.8 meters has not changed, but the whole body has grown stronger.

The equipment changes on the body are even greater.

The linen robe became a leather armor with better defense, and the hood became a leather cap.

The long-handled sickle that was held tightly in the hand has also become a standard spear, with a length of 2.3 meters standing upright, no less than the cavalry spears in the hands of the cavalry of the lion principality.

A broad shield made of simple pieces of wood appeared on his back, and a hatchet was attached to his waist.

It seems that their 10 Swadian recruits finally got rid of the appearance of peasants and became real soldiers!

"Finally have our own armed forces."

Kant breathed a sigh of relief.

These 10 Swadian recruits are just the beginning, and more advanced units are still waiting for him.

And now, he doesn't need to rely entirely on the cavalry of the Principality of Lions. After all, after these cavalry escorted him to the Sentinel Oasis, they would leave immediately and would not stay at all.

"Lord Baron, everything has been resolved."

After Kant upgraded his arms, Captain Rowan also returned with his cavalry.

He looked at the 10 Swadian recruits with spears in surprise, glanced at the broad shield on his back and the leather armor on his body, and asked subconsciously, "Where did these people... come from?"

"There are so many dangers in the desert, you always need to buy some weapons and prepare more." Kant did not explain too much.

Rowan nodded understandingly and didn't ask any further questions.

He naturally saw that these soldiers with spears were the peasants from before, but with leather armor, spears, and wide shields, they were actually not much different from other peasants with long scythes.

The other cavalrymen also glanced in amazement, then dismounted and began to rest.

To them, it makes perfect sense.

It is absolutely impossible for the baron who went to the Naron Desert to take office with only 30 despicable farmers to take office. It is normal to buy some weapons and armor to make these farmers have some fighting ability to defend themselves.

Even these cavalry were secretly contemptuous.

In the army of the Principality of Lions, these Swadian recruits can only become conscripted militia like cannon fodder.

"Return to camp."

Kant didn't seem to see the sarcasm in those cavalry's eyes, and continued to arrange his own orders.

The sun is quite blazing, and now they are standing on the sand dunes. After the fierce battle, they all feel a little dizzy and short of breath. If they don't rest well, they will probably suffer from heat stroke.

Even those war horses had more foam in their mouths and noses, and squeaked their noses restlessly.

"Close the team, go back and feed our horses some water." Rowan is also arranging those subordinate cavalry.

For the cavalry, war horses are their companions.

Everyone walked towards the temporary camp under the hill, and they urgently needed a good rest after the battle.

However, the last cavalry with a warhorse stood at the top of the sand dune and shouted in surprise, pointing to the north: "God of War Emond is above, look, that's... is that a sentry oasis?"

"what?"

Everyone raised their heads in surprise and looked at the cavalry on the dune that seemed to be turned into a stone statue.

Kant swallowed and spit, and recovered first.

He walked up the sand dunes quickly, and followed the direction that the cavalry pointed to the north. At the end of the horizon, in the khaki-colored area, a little bit of green was faintly visible.

This is clear.

The only green that can appear in the desert is an oasis!

"We have arrived."

Kant couldn't help muttering to himself, his teeth clenched tightly: "Sentry... Oasis."

All climbed to the top of the dune, looking out at the green in the distance.

Each one's face is dull, but there is unparalleled excitement in his eyes.

After 6 days of hard trekking, they finally arrived at their destination, the southern part of the Nalen Desert, which belongs to Baron Kant's fief, the sentry oasis!

"Long live!"

The cavalry cheered loudly.

This means that they can finally go home.

Instead of slowing down to wait for the carriage and the peasants, just ride back.

In 3 days, you will be able to return to the territory of the Principality of Lions and enjoy the comfortable life that was once accustomed to!

"All right."

Kant's voice sounded, recalling the excited thinking of this group of people.

Carrying the light crossbow on his shoulders, Kant looked at the cavalry of the lion principality and said, "Maybe at this time, we should stay in the tent and have a nice lunch."

"You are right, Lord Baron." Rowan smiled and nodded.

The other cavalrymen also agreed, leading their horses and slowly walked down the sand dunes.

The Sentinel Oasis is about to arrive, and everyone is in a good mood.

But not Kant.