Lord of the Oasis

Interrogation of this matter, naturally Kant does not bother.

Follow his orders.

quickly.

There were 10 Swadia infantrymen, who escorted five high-level jackals to the front of the ruling hall.

The chain armor kicked fiercely towards the legs of these high jackals, with enough energy to let these headed captives stagger to the end, just kneeling in front of Kant.

"Roar..." These jackals groaned in humiliation.

But the 10 Swadia infantry responsible for watching the custody had no fear on his face.

On the contrary, the corner of his mouth raised a disdainful smile, and he directly pulled out the half-handed sword from the waist, and inserted it heavily on the side of the captives. The shining blade of the cold light was straight from the ground. This naked luo threat did not cover up at all.

The captives immediately bowed their heads and chose their surrender wisely.

The headed infantry nodded with satisfaction, Shen Shenghui reported: "The lord's lord has already been brought."

"Well, well done." Kant looked at the scene and said indifferently.

At the same time, he looked down at the five Jackals wearing surprise linen robes, and asked calmly: "The Jackals from the coast of Mannheim, the Grey Mane Kingdom, why would you invade my territory?"

Kant's voice fell, but no one answered.

The five jackals kneeling on the ground raised their beast-like heads, and the fangs of their jaws were still chanting.

The eyes are full of unyielding and resentful.

Seems to want to eat people.

Eyes look good!

Obviously, all the tortures and insults they suffered after being captured were counted on Kant's head.

If they are healthy and full of food and drink now, it is impossible to estimate their own life and death at all, but they must also carry their two-handed tomahawks, and Kant, who is sitting on the chair in front of the ruling hall, will die together.

"Oh, unyielding gaze." Kant chuckled.

Kneeling in front of others, threatening others with eyes, will always be so weak.

At least Kant doesn't care.

A faint opening, said to these captives: "You must know that your eyes can not kill others, but I who have your life can easily relax..." The tone was a little bit indifferent, saying: "Kill you."

"Boom--"

After the jackals were captured, the well-made chain armor boots were lifted, and they kicked heavily on their backs.

Dull sound.

The captives were all lying on the ground, and the hands of their anti-bonds prevented them from supporting themselves, but they did not need to stand up on their own. The Swadian infantry that kicked them, stretched their hands and pulled the gray hair on their heads to kneel again. On the ground, only the half-swords with flashing hands were placed beside their throats.

The infantry from Swadia, unwilling to see their lord, would be threatened by these inferior races, even if it is threatened by the eyes!

Kant nodded at them and watched the captives still asking plainly, "We can talk well."

"Yes... is it."

Finally, there was a jackal who spoke in a straight human language.

The pirate leader who is headed still has anger and humiliation hidden in his eyes, but he is pressed down and said: "Lord of humanity, what do you...want to know what..."

In response, Kant nodded with satisfaction: "Cooperation is a wise choice."

"What do you want to know." The pirate leader repeated.

"No, if you cooperate, I think your emotions should also calm down. Cooperating with our friendly conversation is a good thing for both of us and a good thing to praise."

Kant smiled and looked at the pirate leader: "What do you say?"

The pirate leader's face was slightly grim.

For so many years in the starry sea, it has never been so humiliating to answer the question.

Not to mention it, the human being who has always looked down on him, kneeling in front of humiliating answers, the heart beating beating, his eyes full of blood, which makes it really unacceptable.

It's extremely angry!

But for his anger, Kant only chuckled: "Help him calm down."

"Yes." The infantry responded with a deep voice.

But immediately after the response, the sound of hunting wind came faintly.

Before the pirate leader had responded, the iron sheathed iron sheath was drawn directly on his cheeks, and the force contained instantly pumped off his lower jaw fangs, and even his lips were ragged and oozing, bleeding out blood.

"Roar--"

This violent anger instantly angered the tyrannical pirate leader.

Both legs stood up instantly, and both arms worked hard to get rid of the twine. The green eyes were covered with blood, and the mouth was full of blood, and he wanted to rush towards Kant on the steps.

This is a swoop regardless of death, and even the four Jackal pirates on both sides were also aroused by the blood in their hearts.

Although they have civilization and wisdom.

But the madness is far more terrifying than the uncivilized low-lying jackals!

"Stupid." Kant looked at the looting jackal without fear.

On the side, the infantry holding a thick fan-shaped shield came in front of Kant, holding the shield hard against the slam, slightly backed by the force, but instantly withdrew the shield like a spring and tied the chain armor. The glove's right hand, a right hook from the bottom up, hit the left cheek of the pirate leader heavily.

"Boom."

The teeth of the pirate leader flew out, and the whole person flew out with the heavy punch, fell heavily on the stairs, and lay in front of the four shocked Jackal pirate subordinates.

The Swadia Infantry remained silent, shaking his lower right wrist and repositioning beside Kant.

"Can you have a good chat now?"

Kant spoke lightly.

The Swadia infantry next to them lifted up the half-handed sword. The sharp blade reflected the noon light, which brought not the enthusiasm, but the harvest of life.

"Can..." The pirate leader coughed and struggled on the ground.

Spit out two broken teeth, mixed with a **** smell in his mouth, with despair in his eyes, he stood up again and knelt in front of Kant, with his head down seemed to give up everything: "Human nobility, you want to...know what…"

"This is good."

Kant nodded, satisfied with his knowledge.

Standing up and walking down the three-story stone staircase, Kant came to this pirate leader, squatted slightly, looking at its clouded despair, lost his hopeful eyes, and asked slowly: "Tell me, your big army, When exactly will you reach this desert, tell me, I will let you go, I swear in my honor that I will never kill you."

His words are very tempting, and the immature faces are not insignificant, and even the eyes are quite sincere.

The four Jackals suddenly swallowed and spit.

For Kant, they were like grabbing the life-saving straw and subconsciously looking at their swollen cheeks, their eyes full of longing for life.

No one really wants to die.

Even if the will is firm, after experiencing thirst and hunger, there is no belief.

"What I said is true."

Sweeping over their eyes, Kant's mouth twitched slightly: "I swear by the noble's reputation."

"It's 7 days!" The pirate leader finally opened his mouth, and he would bleed with blood, his swollen cheeks lowered, and said: "We are the advance team, and we will only leave half a month earlier than the expeditionary force. 7 days later, at the beginning of next month, they will reach the southern part of the Nalun Desert."

"Very good." Kant smiled and sat back in his place.

Watching Fatiz and Manid, who had gone through the prison area, just back, Kant nodded: "This information is very important, I like this friend, what do you think?"

"Of course, it's a good gentleman." Manid complimented Kant.

Fatis just nodded.

As a knight, he can't look down on this kind of guy who revealed his secrets after being captured by the war. If he can resist torture and torture and die generously, he can praise a few words.

Although the final result is still dead.

But Fatiz can guarantee that he will not mince the food used as those of the jackals or the fertilizer of the soil.

"Send them back."

Kant waved his hands, instructing these infantrymen to pull down the five higher jackals.

It also seemed to think of something, and told the infantry: "Give them some water and bread. Well, if you don’t eat bread, you can also eat some dried meat, which is a reward for answering questions."

"Yes," the Swadia infantry replied.

"Adult...we, we eat bread!" There were jackal pirates who answered eagerly.

Kant smiled softly: "Oh, that's better, give them bread and dried meat, and water." After a pause, he looked at the answering Jackal pirate, pointing at it and commanding: "I like this guy very much, Give it another sausage, and if it can answer the questions we want to know later, let it be full every meal."

"I, I am willing to surrender, willing to join your camp!" The jackal pirate immediately knelt down on the ground, ignoring the complicated and angry eyes of his companions, shouting: "I know a lot of Mannheim coast and gray mane Kingdom Intelligence!"

"Very good." Kant smiled and nodded, still waving to take away.

Soon, the infantrymen put them back.

Kant turned into the ruling hall.

Fatiz and Manid also followed up~www.readwn.com~ Sitting back in his place, Kant's face converged with a smile, and said lightly: "There are 7 days before the expeditionary force will reach the Naren Desert , Meaning that early next month, we will usher in real enemies."

"Yes." Fatiz and Manid looked at each other.

Kant frowned, tapping his fingers on the table.

Looking at the two subordinates who were trusted by them, they said, "You have arranged for people to interrogate these high jackals, let them spit out everything they know, and improve our understanding of the Mannheim coast as much as possible, And the cognition of the Grey Mane Kingdom, don’t relax, we will be in formal contact with them next month."

"You will know more comprehensive information." Manid studied Xiao interrogation.

"Okay." Kant nodded and looked at Fatiz: "Since the interrogation is under the responsibility of Manid, then you are in charge of the troops. When the jackals arrive at the sentry oasis, I hope you can make the best response."

Fatis also focused on the head: "I will do my best."