Lord of the Oasis

The next morning, the soldiers of the reconnaissance team got up early, and after washing and finishing, they gathered in the hotel lobby.

"Captain DeWitt." Cremont directed everyone to take breakfast, walked up to the second floor, and knocked at the door of DeWitt's room.

"Click." DeWitt opened the door.

"Captain DeWitt, will the dwarf send the news over there?" Cremont walked into the door, and the probe looked at the round table in the room covered with paper manuscripts, asking curiously.

"Yes. It was delivered this morning when it was bright. The waiter downstairs sent it directly to my room." DeWitt rubbed his eyes and said.

DeWitt should be the earliest among the investigating soldiers this morning. After being awakened by the waiter's knock on the door, he has been focusing on reading the information until now.

"You have read all these documents, Captain." Claymont picked up a stack of documents and roughly turned a few pages. Asked DeWitt, who was wiping his face with a wet towel.

"Well. Almost finished. You can take these materials and put them with you. If you have time, you can also look at them." DeWitt suggested to Cremont while wringing the towel dry: "The information provided by the dwarf hunter It’s really detailed. Unfortunately, we only have information about trolls, snake girls, and dragons."

"Okay." Cremont nodded, stacking the manuscript paper on the table neatly, and then holding it in his arms: "If it can help our task, it will be enough."

"Well." DeWitt said with peace of mind: "The information provided by the dwarves should have this weight."

"The soldiers are in the restaurant now, let's hurry up and join them." Cremont nodded and said.

"Huh." DeWitt responded.

After the two had cleaned up, they walked out of the room and went to the restaurant to have breakfast with other soldiers.

"Today I will leave the dwarven town." A soldier tore off a soft loaf and said to the soldier at the same table in depression.

"We are here to carry out the mission, not to play. How long do you want to stay here." A soldier beside him used a fork to fork a piece of bacon and put it in his mouth, facing the soldier just now. The lesson said.

"Captain Able, where will we go after we leave the city?" a soldier sitting next to Able asked at another table.

"The plain where the dwarf town is located is large. It is estimated that we need to walk for three or four days to get out from here." Able replied.

"Then we will meet a character as difficult as a tree man next?" another soldier asked anxiously.

"It shouldn't be in a short time. After all, the forces located on this plain mostly have a cooperative relationship with the dwarves. Although we seem to be born, but being able to enter and leave the dwarf towns freely is considered to be recognized by the plain forces. . Other races should not take the initiative to come to our troubles, as long as they avoid the territory where they are located.” Ebble explained after a little thought.

Breakfast ended in half an hour. Everyone packed up their outfits and started to march towards the city gate.

Among the 50-person team, Ebble is at the forefront as the team leader, while DeWitt and Cremont are at the end of the team and are responsible for the pressure. Dozens of people moved collectively and walked on the street, which was also noticeable.

But most pedestrians who pass by will not put their eyes on them. Living in such a complicated relationship town, such ordinary movements will not cause everyone to watch.

The inspection of the dwarf soldiers at the city gate was also very loose, after carefully comparing the faces of the people with several tattered pictures of wanted criminals posted on the city wall. They waved and let them go.

After gradually moving away from the lively town, the scenery in front of the reconnaissance team turned into a plain with wild grass.

It seemed that it had just rained last night. The knee grass was wet and the ground under the boots became soft.

The soldiers, led by Able, moved forward slowly while pulling away the weeds.

Until noon, the sun was shining on the land.

After the rainwater between the grasses absorbed the sunlight, the steam from the transpiration blurred the sight of the soldiers, which was a bit uncomfortable.

But such effects are limited to human soldiers.

The elven warriors are completely unaffected by such natural forces because of their elemental physiques. Compared to the Caladian soldiers, the pace was much lighter.

Judging from the map and the direction of the sun, General Able did not notice the situation of the soldiers behind him. Until DeWitt stepped forward and proposed a rest for ten minutes, Able looked at the ugly sight of Caladian warriors. Looking back, he suddenly remembered ~www.readwn.com~ When he set off again, Able proposed that the elven soldiers exchange positions with the Caladian soldiers. Let the elf soldiers follow in front of them, while the Caladian soldiers follow behind the elf soldiers.

Everyone looked puzzled, but they still stood in line with what Ebull said.

When they set off again, the Caladian soldiers immediately noticed where the elf soldiers walked: the moisture disappeared completely. The quality of the air also became dry.

There was a burst of discussion among the group of Caladian soldiers.

Cremont stepped forward and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"It's weird, following the elf soldiers. It feels like the moisture attached to them is gone. The whole person has become a lot fresher." A soldier replied.

DeWitt and Cremont have been walking at the very end of the team, and have never experienced the situation of the Caldia soldiers. Now after a word of warning from the soldiers, it was found that the soldiers' physical strength was indeed consumed quickly.

"Is it because they are casting spells?" A soldier is still new to this situation.

"No, I think it should be a physical problem." Another soldier replied: "Isn't the elven tribe's connection with nature the closest? Wherever they are, the natural elements around them will be balanced."

After hearing such a conversation, DeWitt walked to the front row of Able and asked, "General Able, why did you just change the position?"

"The physical fitness of the Caladian soldiers is very good, but it is still not very suitable for this environment. In order not to waste extra physical strength, I thought that the strength of the elven clan might be able to help a little." Able heard Dewitt Asked, glanced back at the queue of Caladian soldiers, and answered sincerely.

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