Lord of the Oasis

Kant stood calmly on the wall.

When Fatiz led the cavalry to charge on the flanks and rushed directly towards the phalanx of the jackal, they had already drawn the curtain and declared the end of the battle.

At the forefront is the Swadian Knight.

10 knights wearing double heavy chain armour, riding the most sturdy armored warhorse under the crotch, raised their hands with heavy cone-headed lances with arm thickness, easily pierced the bodies of the jackals and stringed them Into a gourd.

And by the inertia of the war horse, he roared and continued to rush deep into the formation.

The Swadi Cavaliers always charge at the forefront.

They are sharp, and on both sides are the top heavy horseback Muruk from Salander.

The same violent rage, the power of the charge is second only to the Swadian knight, and the raised two-handed iron rod swings with the speed of the war horse. Any contacting jackals are broken with bones and bones, and they spit blood and withdraw. .

There were no obvious scars on the wound, but even the bones were broken and completely dented.

Jackals fell into pieces.

And more Swadia heavy cavalry, still follow the horse.

The Sarande rider behind him ran in Zermatt, rushing into the enemy formation with a spear.

There are also elite desert robbers who are light cavalry. Those desert robbers are holding their spears in a coordinated charge. Although the melee melee effect is poor, they have the scimitar to kill the enemy.

Moreover, the heavy cavalry in front had completely torn the enemy formation.

All the cavalry are marching forward.

The horseshoes stepped heavily on the formation of the jackals, hitting the jackals who were too late to dodge, and as the knight's sword and machete, and the hammer of the mace, all the jackals groaned and fell desperately.

To break the face.

All the troops rushed in madly, their hearts blossomed, and they completely crushed the resistance of the jackals.

In fact, these jackals did not resist.

When Fatiz led the cavalry troops to directly destroy the phalanx of the wolves, those exhausted wolves began to collapse, and no effective counterattack was organized at all, and they were completely trampled under the horseshoes, or by the cavalry's close weapons , Turning the light on the head into a dead body.

The company formations were directly penetrated by the cavalry from south to north.

Even Fatis turned his head, and although the cavalrymen were wounded, no one was killed at all.

The resistance received was unusually weak.

Those Jackals, even with long spears piercing their chests, machete and chop, still did not raise the battle axe of their hands, just stared blankly at the companions around them, slaughtered, slaughtered, at a loss, just waiting dumbly.

They have lost the ability to fight.

Morale collapsed to the extreme.

Physical exhaustion.

No one uttered an encouraging cry, because they no longer wanted to continue to fight, and even the madness with the previous eyes disappeared completely. Looking at the cruel battlefield in the mess, they finally bowed their heads and gave up their resistance completely.

Even the most basic enemy formations have not been re-lined.

Kant narrowed his eyes slightly.

On the city wall, he saw the real, breathing from the tense to the current calm, waved and commanded: "Everyone, stop shooting, stop attacking."

"Yes!" Herald soldiers answered.

Then immediately turned away.

Stepping on the corpses of the ground, through the walls and lofts stained with blood, the Lord's orders were conveyed.

The battlefield ceased.

The arrow rain was dense, and the shooting stopped instantly.

Even the Fatis outside the city wall had been informed by the herders that the order to stop the attack was just to stand by in the desert flat on the north side, holding their spears and spears, and watched indifferently those desolately standing outside the city wall, It's like a lost wolf, walking dead like a jackal.

"The battle is over." Kant said: "There is no need to continue attacking."

Those jackals have lost their will to resist.

For Kant, they are all captives, they are all wonderful dinars!

A living dinar.

Still waiting in the "Drechem" fortress, with guards and sentries to help defend the caravan leader Joslin, he can purchase these high jackals at a price of 50 dinars per person.

Kant would not think that he is now rich enough to ignore this huge sum of money.

So many higher jackals are ready-made captives.

And the dead jackal...

But there is no value at all, just a pile of bodies that feel sick even when they are packed!

………………

Kant's order to capture was also passed on.

This task is undoubtedly the work of the cavalry outside, and the cavalry who have just entered the battlefield and completely defeated the psychological defense of these jackals expressed their pleasure.

There is nothing like enjoying the victories of the victors after defeating the enemy and capturing them again.

"Put down your weapon and surrender to avoid death!"

"Put down your weapon and surrender to avoid death!"

"Put down your weapon and surrender to avoid death!"

Fatis did not continue to issue orders to charge again. Unscathed cavalrymen surrounded the jackals around the battlefield. Anyone who tried to escape would be subjected to their slaughter.

The flexible hussars of the desert robbers, carrying their scimitars, swept their wings around quickly, shouting out words of persuasion, but looking at the flashing scimitars, the intimidation should be more.

But it is the same for Jackals who have completely lost their fighting will and hope.

Perhaps what they need is an excuse for being confused.

"Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang..."

The two-handed battle axe fell on the sand underfoot.

All of these jackals fell to their knees, and there was no craziness in their confused eyes, only the loss of the future and the deepest despair, so deep that these jackals who had been invincible on the coast of Mannheim had no desire to resist. thought.

He knelt down on the battlefield full of corpses of companions, and the blood flowed to the sand.

Bright red is unsightly.

The closer to the city wall, the thicker the blood and the more corpses.

The two staircases that were still burning, releasing scorching black smoke, showed the cruelty of this battle and how amazing the madness that the jackals broke out in desperation.

Even his own life can be given up and not taken seriously.

Even if you are trampled to death, smashed to death, burned to death, you must also become a stepping stone for your companions behind you.

Just look at it now.

This self-dedication casualty seems ridiculous.

Because all the remaining jackals chose to surrender and surrender to their enemies in the most shameful way of the army, without any conditions, in order to be able to live without being killed on the battlefield.

"Manid."

Kant turned his head and said calmly: "You are responsible for handling the captives, you should be best at it."

After a pause, he also urged: "Tell Fatiz, let him clean the battlefield, I will inform Joslin to come to help you later, you have dealt with your own affairs, remember to come to the ruling office to report the results to me."

"Understood." Manid nodded immediately.

"Good." Kant nodded and turned away.

Things go on.

The two can handle it well.

"Admiral Kant!" Leaving the city wall, the gates covered with blood and scarred Swadia infantry hurriedly stood straight to salute Kant, and at the same time quickly separated 10 infantry to follow him and continue to act as a guard.

"Uh." Kant nodded.

Although his face was calm, his eyes were gloomy.

The original 50 Swadia infantry now have fewer than 20 people, and everyone is injured.

Even if these 10 infantry soldiers were separated to serve as guards, the equipment on their bodies was no longer the original British martial arts. The fan-shaped shield had cut marks, the outer iron-clad leather armor was broken, and the chain armor inside was cut off.

The blood oozing was stained with torn linen robes.

When those crazy jackals broke the city gate, it was these 50 Swadia infantry that pushed up.

In just a short time, 30 people were killed. If there were not hundreds of Swadia militias fighting to defend, it is estimated that these infantry would be overwhelmed by the whole army, and it is possible to let the city gate be broken.

Those crazy jackal warriors are definitely not comparable to lower jackals.

Even in Kant's opinion.

These high-level jackals from the coast of Mannheim, who have combat skills teaching and have also been fighting on the battlefield, can be regarded as level 5 arms, and they need to be resisted by Swadia sergeants of the same level 5 arms.

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After all, human height and weight, as well as their own strength, can't be compared to these high jackals!

"Pay attention to rest after cleaning the battlefield."

Kant urged the infantry and militiamen at the gate to turn around and continue towards the ruling hall.

The bodies of the fallen have been converged and placed neatly beside the city gate. At the same time, the militia cooperated with each other, and the bodies of more crossbowmen were also lifted down on the city wall. The towel wiped their blood-stained faces and gave them the final respect.

In order to protect his homeland and die, this is a glorious battle.

"Master Lord."

The strong and strong peasant women came over and wanted to help Kant.

But Kant frowned: "No."

The peasant women retreated, with a bit of shyness on the face full of Yoko: "Adult, you lead the troops to guard the fortress bravely, just like a legendary hero."

"Oh." Kant just chuckled and didn't answer.

Seeing these peasants holding a pitchfork and a kitchen knife, he calmly commanded: "Now go to prepare lunch, it's almost noon, and our soldiers haven't had time to eat breakfast."

Kant looked at this scene and couldn't help but chuckled and told them: "Go prepare lunch, it's almost noon, and our soldiers haven't even eaten breakfast."

"Yes, Lord Lord." The peasants nodded.

They are not good at fighting, but they can still handle it very well in life.

Kant returned to the ruling hall.

It didn't take long for the scent of cooking food to appear, and lunch was being prepared, accelerated, which could quickly replenish the energy consumed during wartime.

The supply in the sentry oasis can be quite sufficient.

PS: I came back late today, for the time being, I will make it up tomorrow. When it comes to doing so, if you can't do this book, you can directly eunuch.