Lord of the Oasis

"Rush!" As the dwarves around him got closer and closer, Able ordered the soldiers of the reconnaissance team.

The elven soldiers were hidden behind Caladian soldiers, and they continued to output mana.

However, the dwarves were physically strong, and the elven soldiers' spells were avoided by them one by one.

DeWitt observed the situation in this case and immediately ordered: "Caladia soldiers! Every three people form a team. Break through the siege."

"This time we can play." Levine said happily after hearing the order.

Jeb nodded and said, "Even before the elves were in charge, it was our turn this time."

The two met and smiled and brought in a soldier from the same team. Surrounded by the dwarf crowd, they stood back to back and broke up.

Not only they, but all Caladian soldiers showed their blood on the battlefield. The long sword in his hand crossed the throat of every dwarf who was in front of him.

The leader of the dwarf who charged forward was secretly crying. The news I got before coming was: The main force of this group of scouts is elven soldiers, as long as they concentrate their firepower and deal with them. The remaining human soldiers are not threatening at all.

It now appears that the elven soldiers have stopped and stood on the sidelines. The soldiers of this human race came to look excitedly, always sprinting towards the dwarf's encirclement.

There were more and more dwarves falling, although some of the Caladian soldiers were also knocked down. But the morale of the two sides has completely changed.

"Withdraw! Quickly withdraw!" said the dwarf leader, shaking his head at the remaining dwarven assassins.

The dwarf who received the order instantly disappeared into the jungle.

Only the scouting scouts and the dwarf leader himself were left on the field.

"Hehe." Able sneered: "You called your men away, do you want to keep yourself against us?"

"Of course not." The dwarf leader waved his hand and said, "I just want to leave you a sentence:'Who walks in the sun, his skin must become dark, even if he doesn't mean it.' Wait Well, we will see you again."

After saying this, the dwarf leader threw a smoke bomb out of his hand. The location of the reconnaissance army was instantly surrounded by smoke.

Everyone hurriedly covered their mouths and noses. After the smoke had dispersed, the dwarf leader had disappeared.

Able looked at the jungle on both sides of the road, and still no trace of it.

"Run really fast," Cremont said while coughing.

"From what the dwarves left behind, we have indeed been counted as a camp on the bright side." DeWitt lowered his head and said, "We must now return to the Caladian Empire earlier. Report the information obtained here to Highness Kant."

"So, are we going to continue on this road?" Able said, looking at the junction in the distance.

"Let's go," Cremont suggested: "Go to the beach and see. If there are ships running, we can save most of the time."

"Well," DeWitt affirmed.

"Captain DeWitt, Captain Cremont!" A Caladian soldier came over and reported: "Two people were killed and eight injured in our camp."

"Buried the sacrificed soldiers here. Take the relics away." DeWitt ordered: "The wounded soldiers are handed over to the elven soldiers for treatment. Thirty minutes later, we will leave!"

"Yes!" the soldier saluted.

In the middle of the road were the bodies of many dwarven assassins. But no one came to collect the corpses for them.

DeWitt will sacrifice the weapon carried by the soldiers during his lifetime and break it apart. Put the two pieces of weapons in front of the soldier's grave.

"I hope you will have a happy and peaceful life in your next life." DeWitt silently said after praying in a low voice.

Cremont followed DeWitt and bowed in front of the tombs of the two soldiers. With grief, he turned and left.

The soldiers stopped at the same place for rectification, and the wounded soldiers were basically healed by the elven soldiers.

The crowd continued to follow this road, preparing to walk to the beach according to the route listed on the map.

However, it was noon. They met a real post on the way.

The post was built on the open space by the road, and looked at it at a glance: the stables of the captive horses were arranged neatly. There is no end in sight at all. The types of horses are also varied. Even for someone like DeWitt who has some research on horses, there are still some horses that he can't name.

Although it is called a post, the sign says "Tea House".

Able led the crowd to stop in front of this tea house.

"It seems that the hotel owner's words are indeed true." Cremont looked at the teahouse door and said.

"Well," Devi said headily: "We can collect so many high-quality horses. There are indeed heads~www.readwn.com~ Let's go in and see." Able always puts action first. After listening to the two, they stepped in and walked in.

"Anyone?" Able crossed the threshold and shouted towards the teahouse.

"Yes." A man in a white robe opened the curtain beside the tent and came out and answered.

Able glanced up and down at him and asked, "You are the only one in your shop? What about the driver?"

"We only rent horses here and don't employ labor." The man said lightly.

Able had a little doubt in his heart, but he still said: "We have more than forty people here and need to go to the sea to take a boat. You have no one to lead the way, how do we go?"

"Of course it is the horse that takes you." The man said solemnly.

"Don't tease me, do you mean that the horses you raised know the way?" Able waved his hand and questioned.

The man nodded.

Able frowned, and doubted: "That's how you do business?"

"Every horse barn door is open, and whichever one is opened will be taken by itself. There is a silver coin everywhere." The white robe man turned his back directly and said, "After reaching the destination, put Just pay the blond hair on the saddle."

After leaving this sentence, the man disappeared behind the curtain again.

Able stood thinking for a while, then walked out of the store. He told the rules he heard to Dewitt and Cremont.

"Businessmen of this style, I've seen them before." Cremont nodded. "Most of them have their own strength to do this."

"Well, since that is the case. Let the soldiers choose the horse." DeWitt made the decision and said, "The car hood provided here can only seat four people."

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