Lord of the Oasis

　　 Even in this world, the basic scientific view still exists.

　　 Eat, drink, and sleep.

　　 Exercise, work, rest.

　　 But in front of Kant, something that made him wonder and shock happened.

　　 This large-scale Jackal tribe was not located beside an oasis with abundant water resources, but was directly in the desert. It could also proliferate for a long time, which made Kant's eyes wide.

　　 He couldn't help but pursed his mouth, and whispered: "Maybe there is water around?"

　　 "No, there is no water."

　　 Desert robber shook his head, did not agree with Kant's statement.

　　Looking around the dunes, his tone was solemn: "If there is enough groundwater, certain drought-resistant plants will definitely grow, but if you look closely, you can find that there is nothing here."

　　 Bare sand only, sand everywhere.

　　 Kant narrowed his eyes slightly.

　　 "But how did these wolfman tribes survive?" He began, his voice dignified.

　　 Desert robber shook his head: "I don't know."

　　 "They can't eat some sand, can they add fresh water?"

　　 Kant's face was gloomy, and there were a lot of tents in front of him, including a large number of jackals, which made his face extremely unsightly. This is a force that can easily destroy his still-dear "Dekhrem".

　　 took a deep breath, and Kant forced his emotions down: "They definitely have water."

　　 Yes, there is water.

　　 Kant is sure.

　　If there is no water source, these jackals will definitely not establish a tribe here.

　　 No one wants to die.

　　 Even though these jackals are still in the primitive tribe.

　　 "Look, they start cooking."

　　The desert robber spoke, attracting Kant's attention.

　　 It is dusk now, and this is the time for dinner, and these jackals are no exception.

　　In the tents, many old jackals were drilled out.

　　With the cooperation of the female jackals, holding a piece of torn dried meat, began to distribute to the surrounding jackals, apparently still tribal ownership, even the food is uniformly distributed by the tribe.

　　 includes the most precious fresh water in the desert.

　　 But this time fresh water, but from the center of the entire tribe.

　　 It is a huge tent, which is five times larger than other jackal tents. It is like a traditional house. It is tied with various wood supports and has a rugged beauty.

　　 "Chief of the Jackal?"

　　 Kant narrowed his eyes slightly, and obviously recognized the background of the largest tent in the center.

　　This made his doubts more intense.

　　 Then he found that there was an old jackal walking out with a wooden stick. Even if the sand dune where he was located was a few hundred meters away from the center of the jackal tribe, there was still a kind of heart palpitations in his chest.

　　 "This old jackal looks dangerous."

　　The desert robber also felt this way, and couldn't help but say to Kant: "It makes people feel a sense of fear."

　　 "Well." Kant nodded and frowned: "Keep quiet, they won't find us."

　　 In the middle of the big tent, it seemed that the old jackal had said something. The jackals of the entire tribe began to gather together and form a winding queue.

　　 Among them are the jackals who bite and fight each other because of their brutal nature.

　　 But then, more powerful jackals came out of the big tent.

　　 "Chief of the werewolf."

　　 Kant was familiar with the works of scholars and instantly thought of what identity this strong jackal was.

　　 This strong jackal is covered with an unsuitable chain mail armor, which seems to have been pulled from the human body, and can only barely cover the upper body.

　　The lower body is made of two other sets of chain mails.

　　 Of course, there are also the outermost linen robes, covering the traces of the chain mail on the body, and also making this strong jackal chief with a deterrent of strength.

　　 also has hands, unlike the two-handed heavy axe used by other jackals.

　　Ten years ago, during the process of the lion's conquest, several powerful jackal tribes, including the jackal chiefs, were basically dressed like this, and Kant was also somewhat impressed.

　　 But when thinking of the books I read at the beginning, Kant's thinking was instantly suspended.

　　He thought of a record he had seen.

　　 "That old jackal... was it a shaman who was able to release witchcraft?"

　　 Kant's eyes widened slightly.

At the big tent, the old jackal with a wooden stick was indeed integrated with the record in the book he remembered, because it was too clear in his eyes.

　　 Moreover, only the jackal shaman who can release witchcraft is eligible to be in the same tent as the jackal chieftain.

　　 "This is more troublesome."

　　 Gently gritted his teeth, and Kant's mouth also had a wry smile.

　　 Although there are not many spellcasters in this world, they are definitely not easy to mess with.

　　 For example, scholars from the Principality of the Lions, when recording the Jackal shamans they encountered ten years ago, directly marked the message "It is important to attack the target and ensure that they are killed in the shortest time".

　　 Because this kind of jackal shaman really has his own spells.

　　 For example, it can make people forget the pain, only know the bloodthirsty technique of killing.

　　 makes people become irritable, a violent act of killing ideas.

　　Stone skin technique that even makes the skin hard like stone.

　　 These are the best of Jackal Shaman.

　　 In fact, ten years ago, in the conquest of the Principality of the Lions, every time a tribe with a wolf shaman was encountered, it was necessary to pay a certain amount of casualties in order to defeat this tribe.

　　 This is the standard regular army that includes infantry, cavalry, archers, and even the military mage.

　　If the current Kant’s troops come to attack this tribe, even if the number of the Jackal tribe is similar to the number of Kant’s troops, but the addition of a Jackal shaman, the consequences are extremely bad.

　　 This is the advantage of the caster.

　　 "Their water comes out!"

　　The desert robber exclaimed, interrupting Kant's contemplation.

　　 Kant frowned, just in front of the big tent, there were jackals carrying dilapidated earthenware pots, drinking sips of clear water, and handing the earthen pots to the next one after drinking, walking towards the side.

　　 And the next Jackal is the same.

　　 continued one after another, and the entire Jackal tribe began to replenish freshwater during this time.

　　 "There was a well in that big tent!"

　　The desert robbers glanced at each other, and they all saw the affirmation in their eyes.

　　 And Kant nodded, frowning: "It is indeed a well, but I did not expect that their tribe actually found a desert with a well. UU reading www.uukanshu.com no wonder the development is so good."

　　 "If there is a well, it means that the groundwater is abundant."

　　 The face of the desert robber was also surprised: "But why, the surrounding vegetation is so sparse?"

　　 is not just a sparse problem, but not at all!

　　 Kant frowned, and he did not know how to explain this question.

　　 exhaled slowly, he told the desert robbers behind him: "Now we can go back."

　　 The mission of reconnaissance is completed.

　　 is just the result, it is a bit difficult to accept.

　　 Kant thought that this Jackal tribe was no different from the Jackal tribe in the sentry oasis before, but now looking at the number of jackals at least 2,500, the heart was cold.

　　 This is an uncountable quantity.

　　 "Consider from the long."

　　 Kant gritted his teeth, or he comforted himself.

　　 At the very least, he still has time to reschedule.

　　If you really can't contend with so many jackals, then it is not impossible to decisively abandon the sentry oasis and retreat to the Sanwaia Mountains, especially Kant and 65 Swadia infantry, enough to cope with the complex mountain environment.

　　Just really left this desert, Kant's heart was also a little unbearable.

　　Here is after all, he intends to develop well!

　　 "Sir, maybe we can continue to move towards the depths of the desert."

　　 But a desert robber offered his opinion.

He looked deep in the Nalun Desert with a solemn expression on his face: "It seems that there is something deep in the Nalun Desert. Look at the traces left by these jackals walking through the desert. , Should go somewhere deep."