Lord of the Oasis

"Why is there so little meat?" The soldiers of the attacking wolf group who were waiting for the chef to serve the dishes after gongs and drums complained when they saw the broth in the bowl.

"Don't say it, the wild wolves you called had only this kind of meat." The soldiers cooking said with emotion: "They live in this valley, and their lives should not be too bad."

"Don't grab it, this piece of meat is mine."

The soldiers have snatched up the wolf meat left in the bowl.

No one was listening to what the soldier behind the kitchen said.

The back kitchen soldier sighed and walked towards DeWitt's camp with a dish.

"Captain DeWitt." The soldier called softly after entering the camp.

DeWitt, who was lying on the table, lifted his body and saw the bowl in the soldier's hand, beckoning to him: "I'm sorry, it's already dinner time without paying much attention. Please."

"It's okay." The soldier shook his head and stepped forward to place the meal on another table.

After seeing the soldier put the food in place, DeWitt was about to take his gaze back, but found that the soldier did not mean to retreat, but stood hesitantly. So he looked up and asked, "What's wrong? What's the matter?"

"That..." the soldier hesitated and said: "Captain DeWitt, our rations are almost gone."

"Huh?" DeWitt surprised: "But we didn't leave Dwarf Town for a few days. The amount we prepared and the purchased supplies, how could it be used up so quickly?"

"I used to be a dwarf peddler when I was buying before. We only found out after we set off: they sold us all leftovers and couldn't be used for cooking at all." The soldier explained to him angrily: "In recent days, all Was consuming the food that was originally brought. It is almost bottoming out now."

"So, how much food can we hold for a few more days?" DeWitt rubbed his temples and asked.

"The situation on the elf's side, I don't know very well. If we are on this side, it can only last for another three days." The soldier replied carefully.

"Three days?!" This number really surprised DeWitt.

For three days, it is estimated that even the valley cannot go out.

"...I know." DeWitt sighed and responded. Then the soldier was retreated.

DeWitt walked to the table where the food was laid and drank the soup bit by bit.

Over the past few days, various emergencies have gradually made his heart haggard.

While dining, thinking about how to resolve this crisis.

After dinner, DeWitt recruited Cremont and Able. The three sat opposite each other in DeWitt's camp, and DeWitt relayed to them the fact that the soldiers reported to themselves today.

"Can you two think of a good strategy?" DeWitt surrendered his hopes.

"Would it be better to allocate some of our team's food burden to Caladian soldiers for emergency?" Able suggested.

The elves consume only one-fifth of the daily consumption of humans and drink less water.

In this case, the team supporting Caladea should still have a margin.

"How much food does the elven soldier have?" Cremont asked worriedly.

"This... I don't know very well. I will ask someone to ask and I will know." Able immediately stood up and walked outside the camp to get the elven logistics soldiers.

After a while, an elf soldier came in.

When DeWitt saw the soldier's nervous expression when he was questioned by Able, the flame of hope in his eyes went out halfway.

The elves encountered the same difficulties as the Caladian soldiers, and the food was only used for ten days.

"The soldiers who didn't know what to say should be taught a good lesson." Cremont said angrily.

"The food of our two teams is integrated, and it only takes about six days." Ebull concluded, the look was not as clear as before.

"So, are we going in? Are we going to retreat?" Claremont read the words and set his eyes on DeWitt.

DeWitt lowered his eyes and sat quietly for a moment.

He got up and took the map provided by the Dwarf Guild from the desk, and spread it on the ground.

"If you go back, the grain storage is still enough to support us back to the dwarf town." Cremont pointed to the plain on the map and said.

"If we continue to move forward, we can only go to the wilderness outside the valley." Able Shensheng added.

"No, we can't go back. It's a fluke to successfully cross the Troll Valley this time. I don't think they will let go of the aliens who have been wandering on the border of their territory for the second time. And this time at least have to be delayed In half a month, our task has to be done in a hurry." After reviewing the map carefully, DeWitt said: "We need to change the original route now. Find a new way out."

"But we don't know anything about races other than the races around the route," Cremont reminded.

"A map is enough." DeWitt insisted~www.readwn.com~Finally, the two were convinced by DeWitt's ideas.

The three moved out of the accumulated stack of maps, rummaging through them carefully. What kind of route to take and where to go to supply his team.

"I found it." Twenty minutes later, DeWitt said.

"Where?" Cremont and Able approached him and asked.

"We can cross the river to the territory where the centaur is located." DeWitt raised the sheepskin map in his hand and said: "The map shows that they have a market open to the outside world."

Able took the map and read it carefully.

"But going there not only has to cross the river, but also a long distance, at least eight days." Cremont made a gesture on the map, worried.

"The food from hunting should also be used as part of the supplies. Now we only have this way to go," DeWitt said.

"Then tell the soldiers and let them know what the team is facing now." Cremont and Able agreed to the plan, and then suggested to DeWitt.

"it is good."

The news reached the group of soldiers, and everyone was not as disheartened as expected. Instead, they joked with each other. Pushing to each other: You must have eaten too much or something.

In Cremont's eyes, the strengths complement the weaknesses.

Optimism and carelessness are combined. How to neutralize the ratio of the two is still a question that the three new leaders are still groping. But when the team arrived here, Claymont finally let go of his requirement for perfect performance. Gradually, he understood what Derick said to him at the banquet before he went out.

This night, they will start a new challenge.

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