Lord of the Oasis

The blazing sun was burning above the sky.

The mighty power of the sun enveloped the desert of Naron, and it seemed that even the air would be burned out.

This is noon.

But just north of the sentry oasis, between the continuous sand dunes, 10 desert robbers formed a cavalry squadron, which was patrolling on the desert horse of the hips. .

Obviously, this patrol also prepared them for combat.

"Liu Law..."

This is the desert horse's irritating snort.

The sun in the desert is already strong. It is noon and the temperature is soaring.

On the belly of the horse, 10 desert robbers twirled their reins, turned the neck of the desert horse under the hips, and turned around, preparing to return along the route they came from, ending this patrol into the desert.

Their patrols are serious and careful.

After confirming that there is no problem in this area, I chose to leave.

However, they did not know that the expeditionary troops from the Grey Mane Kingdom had sent an advance team, that is, the 300 mighty jackal pirates, and successfully trekked there.

And the wells occupying the ruins of the tribe, joint efforts to dig out, successfully dig out more groundwater.

The news did not pass.

Kant did not set up an outpost or post in the ruins of the tribe.

However, warnings have been given by the system that the "Drechem" fortress is ready, and all troops are on standby to meet the enemy forces that may appear at any time.

The desert robbers drove back to the sentry oasis.

The ruling hall with a height of 10 meters and the arrow towers at the four corners were first printed in the eye.

Then there is the city wall reinforced by the attic, with a height of 7 meters.

Senran’s defenses are well-organized, and soldiers are standing on the entire city’s fortifications, whether it’s the arrow tower or the attic, or the top of the ruling hall, the crossbowmen are watching the area they are responsible for.

There will be no troops that can quietly approach the sentry oasis.

The crossbowman's eyes are very good.

The gate opened slowly.

Ten Swadia light infantry walked out with spears.

Not far away, the desert robbers who had scouted and patrolled had all returned. Under the supervision of these light infantry, they led their desert horses and walked into the fortress.

The "Drechem" fortress has entered a state of high martial law.

Management is exceptionally strict.

This is a good habit brought on the mainland of Caladea.

Martial law in fortresses or towns is very common in chaotic wars.

Not only do you enter the fortress, you need to line up for a walk, and you can't rush into it like before. Even any soldiers or civilians who want to go out must apply to the superior in advance.

This is to prevent spies from leaking internal information.

Although there can be no spies in the current "Drechem", this habit remains.

Strictness is always good.

The scent of cooking began to diffuse and the lunch was ready.

The strong and strong peasants carried the rattan baskets and transported all the prepared lunches to the city walls. These alert crossbowmen would eat in batches and rest in batches to ensure that the alert level would not be reduced.

In the tents that had been pulled up under the city walls, the same was true of the infantry and cavalry.

Inside the ruling hall.

Kant sat in his chair, eating the food on the table in front of him.

Manid and Fatiz were sitting on opposite sides of the long table, and were also dining.

The lunch served in the kitchen is more sumptuous. The staple food is toast, fried lamb chops, and the side dishes are fried eggs and stewed gruel porridge, and honey croutons as desserts.

The lunch of the three was sprinkled with increasingly rare spices, and the taste was very delicious.

But Kant looked calm.

Although he was skillfully eating lamb chops with a knife and fork, he asked: "Did there be any abnormalities recently?"

"No." Fatis replied.

"Everything is normal." Manid answered.

Kant's eyes were slightly restless: "This is really not good news."

Finding the enemy means that he has mastered the enemy's dynamics.

And the enemy has never been found, which also means that the enemy is still outside his grasp and in an unknown state, which makes Kant's inner anxiety, and even the delicious lunch, can't even feel the taste.

Fatiz frowned: "Sir, why don't I lead a team to investigate further."

"This is too dangerous." Kant rejected his proposal.

Swallowing the chewing lamb chops, Kant said in a deep voice: "Perhaps our enemies will need some time to take the troops to the sentry oasis. After all, from the natural salt mine here, it will take 2 days to ride a horse. "

"If you walk, it's estimated to be 3 days." Manid added.

Kant nodded: "That's it."

There was silence in the hall.

Kant raised his head again: "But we can't help but prepare."

Manid and Fatiz looked up at him.

"If you remember correctly," Kant narrowed his eyes slightly: "My leaders should have completed all the work in the morning, and transferred all the things in the agricultural and pastoral areas."

"Yes." Manid nodded.

What Kant is talking about is Achnatherum splendens which can be used as green fodder, as well as chicken nests and beehives.

But he still reminded: "Master Kant, the 5 acres of date palm trees on our north side have not been felled. If the enemy really comes, we will have difficulty cutting these trees in a short time."

"Not enough time…"

Kant put the sheep in his mouth and looked at the Fatis next to him, the tone was calm: "Then burn them all."

"Understood." Fatiz nodded.

They will not leave anything to help the enemy to attack the city.

Although the troops in the fortress are well-equipped and well-trained veterans, Kant’s heart is not sure whether he can occupy a short distance in the face of a strong and strong jackal with chain mail and a two-handed battle axe. Hand-to-hand advantage.

The battle for the city wall must start after the enemy pays for it.

If you come up, you will fight for the city wall.

It means that the soldiers stationed in this fortress are too lax, and even such obvious weaknesses and key points are handed over to the jackals, which is absolutely unacceptable to Kant.

"In that case," Kant said, saying: "In the afternoon, let all civilians cut off all the date palm trees."

"Understood." Manid nodded.

But with a little bit of reluctance on his face, he hesitated and said: "These date palms are already flowering, bees can still collect honey, and at most one month, the date palm will be produced."

"Cut it off." Kant shook his head and repeated.

This is something that cannot be done.

For safety, they must lose something.

Just like the date palm trees on the 5 acres, if the harvest is successful, you will get 240 baskets of date palms.

If the purchase price of these dates is based on the Rivadin caravan, the total value of these 240 baskets of dates is 12,000 dinars, which is more than the balance of the village and mine in Kant, which is a huge sum!

The main thing is that Kant can cook a lot of date sugar with honey.

This kind of product that can bring sweetness and satisfy the tongue is also a luxury that the nobles who can only get sweetness by relying on fruits and honey in the male lion's hometown!

Even if you turn dates into candied fruit, you can sell extremely high profits!

In the lion kingdom that lacks condiments.

The value of salt, sugar, and spices often represents huge sums of money.

Kant chuckled. Although he still had regrets in his eyes, he still said calmly: "In the future we will get more palm date forest. This is just a choice made for war."

"Yes." Fatiz and Manid nodded.

Lunch ended soon.

Maned was the first to leave. He needed to arrange the farmers to cut down the date palms and strive for completion before dark.

After reporting on the city defense arrangements, Fatis also left.

The two of them are very busy.

Perhaps the most leisurely is Lord Kant, whose daily work is mostly to inspect the points of the fortress, or to listen to the reports of the two, make final decisions, and make final decisions in person.

It's like cutting down a date palm forest.

As a lord, you don't need to bow down, but you have to grasp the overall situation.

This is Kant's creed.

As the felling axe waved, pieces of date palm trees were felled.

After simple repairs in the agricultural area, the strongest trunks were all lifted into the fortress, carefully placed against the wall, and tents were built with linen to prevent direct sunlight from damaging the straight wood.

After all, the trunk of the date palm tree, but good wood.

Whether it's building beams or boards, and guns, arrows and the like, the texture is more than enough, and the branches and leaves are also collected. The other party is used as a fuel reserve in the sugar workshop.

Date palms are available materials throughout.

Today passed quickly.

The civilians and soldiers who had been busy for a day fell asleep.

But on the city walls and arrow towers, the sentinel crossbowmen have been arranged to ensure that they will not be attacked by the enemy at night.

Prudence is a must.

But at dawn the next day, a loud noise rang.

The entire sentry oasis quickly turned into a state of combat readiness.

Even Kant, awakened by the sound of the guard knocking on the door, quickly dressed and asked, "What happened, what happened, did the enemy attack?"

"No, Lord Kant."

The guard's tone was serious, and he said seriously outside the door: "A refugee came~www.readwn.com~refugees?" Kant frowned.

Dressed, too late to wash, quickly walked out of the room.

But instead of going downstairs to the ruling hall, he walked up the stairs to the top floor. 20 Ravenston Rangers were holding their bows and looking at the east direction. When they saw Kant salute, they said hello.

"Well, what's the matter." Kant came to the bumpy wall.

Just behind the sand dunes in the east, nearly 300 or so refugees are gathering there in fear.

There were 40 desert robbers around, raising their spears and running back and forth, staring closely at this group of refugees. It looked like a ferocious desert vulture, staring at this group of poor little quails.

Kant couldn't help frowning: "Really refugees?"

PS: I found that I haven’t thanked everyone for the rewards for many days. Recently, everyone has rewarded a lot. I will restore the rhythm of the plot first. I will thank you again when the plot rhythm is smooth. After the adjustment of the fine outline, the writing is not so awkward.