Lord of the Oasis

The battle ended before noon.

The sun is scorching.

The strong **** smell spreads with high temperature.

Outside the city wall on the west side, there were corpses of jackals studded with arrows, and the tattered tramples of horseshoes were like torn and broken sacks, still lying on the edge of the lake.

Layer by layer, like the slaughterhouse of the jackal.

This is the body of nearly a thousand people.

The blood converges into a stream and flows into the stream along the soil beside the lake, so that this small lake, which should be called a pond, is dyed red throughout the body, and even the continuous water channels enter the agricultural area, invading the cultivated wheat fields Layers of blood.

Everywhere is bright and seductive red, and the blood that has gathered from the corpses of numerous jackals.

Brutal battlefield.

But at this time there were no fighting troops.

Only the peasants from Svadia were holding a long-handled sickle tightly against the corpse of the jackal on the ground. The sickle blade shone with cold light and had been sharpened and pressed hard against the throat. Then, the fragile larynx was cut open with muscles, and the white sensation of cervical vertebrae was terrible.

Now that he has fallen, he died quietly, and there is no need to stand up.

Because Lord Kant has issued an order.

The "Drechem" fortress does not need any seriously wounded people of no value. Send them away and give them a happy heart. These are the kind-hearted and simple-minded farmers who can only do it.

Oh, right.

All corpses floating in the lake must be salvaged.

These vaguely fluffy jackals will not be left as a plague source, minced with a long-handled sickle, and buried in the fertile splendens beach, the microorganisms contained in them will quickly corrupt these fragmented corpses.

As long as sufficient water is available for irrigation.

A month later, the thicker Achnatherum splendens will reappear on the grassland of 5 acres.

Achnatherum splendens tender leaves and tender stems are the favorite fodder for livestock.

Unfortunately, the 5 acres of palm date forest, which was originally in the northern part of the agricultural area and also served as a spinning forest, had been completely deforested at this time, and a pile of wood was bare on the barren sandy land, but it was missing. A little green.

It is difficult to cultivate a similar date palm forest.

From seedlings to fruit-growing adult trees, it takes at least 5-10 years to grow.

It is indeed regrettable.

Not far away, all of them were dispatched. The infantry responsible for the **** of the captives looked a little angry in the bare palm date forest. When the mood was depressed, some people directly took out their sword sheaths and pumped the jackals. Cheeks.

The sword sheath touched the cheeks and made a "boom" muffled sound, the arm was hard, and the lips were smashed a few times.

What's more, even fangs are directly removed.

37 Swadia Light Infantry, 50 Swadia Infantry, although the number is only 87, but the elite force of the fully armed, but the scared Jackals dare to speak out, and bowed their heads obediently. Walking forward one by one.

The captives of these jackals were already bound in two hands with linen rope.

In fact, there is no ability to resist.

The captives, who had been arrested, had not had enough water and food for nearly a month.

Exhausted, to the limit of falling.

It is estimated that it is not the endurance talent of the jackal, who has already starved to death or thirsty.

When Kant occupied the sentry oasis, destroyed the tribes, and filled the wells, these three desperate steps came down, and these low-level jackals completely lost their supply.

Although it can be added to water through other places.

Eat corpses of the same kind can live.

But thousands of jackals can stick to the present, absolutely reaching the limit.

Surrendering this option is not an unselectable option in their stupid heads.

So they really surrendered.

Lying in pieces in the desert, exposing their soft stomachs and fragile throats, just like their own race, in order to compete for a certain water source, the defeated tribe will show their surrender in this way.

If you are lucky, they will be merged into this winner's tribe.

If you are unlucky, you will become food.

Jackal's recipes are very wide, including fresh and similar ones.

This is their law of survival.

But just outside the escorts of these Swadia infantry, there were heavy cavalry who were riding on the war horses, and their armor was watching them coldly, warning the group of jackals who chose to be captives. Don't have any tricks.

Just half an hour ago.

These heavy loaded iron rode on the battlefield, just like a rake, swept through these jackals.

If it were not for them to surrender fast enough, the number of these heavy cavalry was seriously insufficient.

It is estimated that the corpses of jackals under the horseshoes will be covered with desert!

For the enemies who dare to invade the sentry oasis, these heavy cavalry have no possibility of leaving their hands at all. The iron rods and mace in their hands directly strike at the back of the head.

Although it was a blunt attack, it became a fatal blow with the collapsed brain.

There are also captives behind these heavy cavalry.

It's desert robbers.

They detained the captives of nearly 300 people, but compared to the surrounding wolves with dirty hair, these hairs are neat and look shiny. The wolves are obviously different.

Even wearing a linen robe, they are clean and tidy.

These are the captured high jackals, those pirate advances who came here first from the Grey Mane Kingdom.

But now there is no difference between them and their humble, low-level jackal compatriots.

If a jackal pirate walks slowly, those desert robbers who are on the horse side wield their scimitars, and use the back of the knife to slash on the head or shoulders of this group of guys, let them continue to walk forward.

There are also jackal pirates irritating and glaring at the beating desert robbers.

It's just that this glare and glance is not an appreciation of the spirit.

It's a scabbard redrawn!

The hussars approached and found the jackals who dared to look at themselves, raised their scabbards and pumped them fiercely against the cheeks, until the cracked lips cracked, blood in the mouth and nose, and even teeth Most of them were taken out before they were let go.

These desert robbers are not good people.

Those who dare to resist, and want to break free of the ropes that bound their hands, respond to these brave men, instead of reversed scimitars, no longer the scabbard and the back of the blade, but the sharp blade.

From top to bottom, two cuts are made.

The head fell over the ground a few times before the body fell down, twitching and spurting the blood from the neck.

His eyes never looked away.

Then he was stepped on by the powerful iron hoof of the desert horse and burst like a watermelon.

For the jackals who have surrendered, this cruel way not only did not provoke resistance, but instead made this group of captives who were frightened and broke their courage, became more careful, completely abandoned their inner courage, and became a soulless one who only knows to obey The walking dead has become a prisoner who is basically qualified now.

Inside the ruling hall.

Kant was sitting in his place, his face very ugly.

His finger was tapping on the table quickly, and his mood was even worse. Even if the task had given a dialog for completing the task, Kant was still in a state of sorrow, and he didn't have any happy thoughts.

[Ding...After your **** battle, you finally completed the task. 】

[Temporary Mission: Dark Tide Surge]

[Mission Reward: 10,000 Dinars]

[Introduction: First of all, congratulations on winning this battle, as a solid reef blocked the surging dark tide. Can you think this is the end? No, please note that this is the beginning! Dear Lord, this is just the first wave to appear, followed by more and more terrifying waves. Don't be proud of this victory, please be careful! 】

The system dialog floats on the retina.

Kant frowned slightly.

For him now, 10,000 dinars cannot be called a huge sum of money.

It is occasionally small.

But even these dinars were not able to make up for the anger in his heart.

Thinking of himself in order to cope with the expeditionary army of the Grey Mane Kingdom, the entire sentry oasis was cleared, and even the important date palm forest was cut down. His inner anxiety made him evolve into a burning anger in the eyes.

This is the most misguided decision he has ever made, and it is a stain in this life.

"Master Kant."

The **** at the door entered the door and reported: "Fatis Knight, Mr. Manid requested to meet."

"Let them in." Kant replied.

The guard nodded and walked out.

With the wooden door pushed back, Fatiz wearing cavalry armour and Manid wearing chain mail walked in quickly, saluting Kant respectfully: "Master, we won this battle."

"I already knew."

Kant's eyes were slightly gloomy, and he said faintly, "How are the results?"

"Still calculating." Fatiz replied.

Manid shrugged gently and said calmly: "The captives have all been escorted into the fortress, and the dead enemy bodies are being handled by the farmers. It is estimated that it will take a while for convergence and calculations to be reported."

"Not bad." Kant nodded.

At this time, the dialog on the retina suddenly refreshed.

The new dialog box appears on the retina.

[Ding... Because of this battle, you won a lot and achieved remarkable results. 】

[Obtained: Epic victory. 】

[Get reputation × 500 points. 】

[Achieve Honor × 5 points. 】

Kant narrowed his eyes slightly, which eased his mood a little.

Epic victory.

This assessment is indeed worthy of the name ~ www.readwn.com ~ without waiting for him to watch carefully, the dialog box from the system reappears on the retina.

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

After a tragic fight, the soldiers have gained the experience they desperately needed.

There may be some differences in this.

Not a brutal fight.

It is slaughter!

The troops in the sentry oasis just slaughtered a group of beggars who lacked water and food, and gained enough experience to upgrade them. They have no dead people. How can they be called tragic?

This battle is really easy.

PS: The update is not stable recently, maybe you don’t believe it. I blew the air conditioner for 2 days and hanged the bottle. I stubbornly coded the basic 2 more...Uh, it will be restored tomorrow when it’s ready...