: Chapter 120. Elated soldiers

Four desert robbers galloped and quickly appeared at the top of the dunes.
Stretching the desert horses under the hips, they looked at the front, but cold sweat instantly flowed down the temples, holding the rein hand slowly up the knife handle in the waist, but did not impulse, swallowed spit, quiet Zema station At the top of the dunes.
Just outside the sand dune at the foot, within a range of nearly 100 meters, a hundred crossbowmen have been arrayed.
Feather arrows and crossbow arrows have also been aimed at them at this time.
Although the bow hasn’t been drawn or the trigger hasn’t been pulled yet, these battle-hardened gangsters know that if they have the slightest hostility, or if they pull out their machete and charge their horses in less than a second Inside, the overwhelming arrow rain will cover the top of the dune where the four of them are, and use feather arrows or crossbow arrows to turn them into living hedgehogs.
The indifferent eyes of the hundreds of crossbowmen have fixed their eyes on the four of them.
A slight movement is a rain of arrows.
Even if you turn around and run away, you won't dare to run away without permission.
The four-legged desert horse is indeed fast, but it can't be faster, but it can fly in the sky.
Moreover, there are tasks.
"Don't be impulsive." The desert robber headed slowly.
And his hand was also loosened on the handle of the waist, the movement was quite slow, the reins were squeezed tightly, and the light horse belly made the desert horse under the crotch take two steps forward, and he also said: "This is Kant The land of the lords, the strange troops from the kingdoms of Wikya and Swadia, please tell me your intentions."
His words seem to be working.
The longbows and crossbows originally aimed at them were all lowered, which also showed their goodwill.
This slightly relieved the four desert robbers.
It really seems not an enemy.
Among the team of 100 people, two of them looked at each other and seemed to be the leaders. They came out in unison and completely put down their weapons and spoke in unison.
"We are 50 crossbowmen from the Kingdom of Swadia, who came to follow Lord Kant."
"We are 50 archers from the kingdom of Vickia, who came to follow Lord Kant."
This sentence officially shows their identity.
The four desert robbers were elite and relaxed, shaking their reins and walking down the sand dunes, nodding to them with a smile: "We are here to greet you, new friends from Swadia and Vickia, welcome to the Wonderland! "
Since it is not an enemy, it is a friend.
Both sides put away their weapons, after all, they still know the Salander.
Soon, the elite desert robbers took them back to the sentry oasis.
The Swadia Light Infantry, who was on guard at the city gate, saw them and smiled on his face. Without hesitation, he directly opened the city gate and put all these crossbowmen in.
The soldiers of the Kingdom of Swadia know the true and false at a glance.
"welcome."
Fatis also came outside to greet him.
Looking at the energetic crossbowmen, he nodded in satisfaction: "Your arrival, so that our defense system can finally come in handy." Slightly shrugged, he smiled and pointed to the city wall attic and arrow tower: " Without you archers and crossbowmen, our fortifications would be useless."
"I'm glad we can help." The crossbowmen answered modestly.
The atmosphere became very harmonious.
These crossbowmen from the kingdoms of Vickia and Svadia have also heard rumors of Fatiz.
This once wandering knight, but one of the few nobles on the mainland.
There are many lords who want to recruit this knight who has noble blood and hone his knight in the wandering. However, because of the idea, Fatiz did not accept the seal, but came to the miracle land to serve Lord Kant.
For everyone, this is a supreme honor.
The banquet continued.
More chairs and tables were moved out, and new friends were welcomed.
Joslin, the caravan leader from Zhivadin, was also entrusted by Manid to help greet the Wikia archers who had just come here, chatting with each other, and the atmosphere became more and more cheerful.
Just like the tension just now, the atmosphere of going to war does not exist.
In fact, it was a misunderstanding.
"Dangdang."
Kant's door was knocked.
"Master Kant, I hope you haven't disturbed your rest."
Manid stood outside the door and heard a voice from inside. He whispered: "The banquet is about to begin, and just now, 50 archers from the Kingdom of Vecchia and 50 from the Kingdom of Swadia Crossbowmen are here to want to follow you."
In the room, Kant opened his eyes stunned.
The room was dark because no candles were lit.
Looking down the narrow window, the bright stars and the darkness seemed to freeze.
"Um, am I asleep?"
Kant suddenly opened his still sleepy eyes, and his mind was instantly awake.
Only then did I realize that my mind had risen to the sky, and after opening the God's perspective to build the building, I lay in bed and fell asleep, waiting for Manid to come over and knock on the door before waking up.
"Sir Kant?" Outside the door, Manide tapped the door twice more.
"Well, I heard." Kant replied.
Fortunately, he had not taken off his clothes. He stood up straight, stretched out, walked over to open the door, and saw Manid smile with a bitter smile: "This is a mistake worth remembering. I fell asleep."
"This is caused by fatigue."
Maned lowered his head slightly, and took a half step back, looking at Kant: "Sir, the banquet will begin immediately."
"Let's go now." Kant took the lead.
Manid quickly followed.
Candles were lit in the stairs of the ruling hall, and the light was sufficient.
Quickly walking down the stairs, Kant came outside the ruling hall.
The torch was burning, releasing more abundant light. The whole street was like daylight. Kant walked out of the slightly dim hall. His eyes were even unable to adapt. He could not help squinting and froze for a second or two.
But on the street in front, the soldiers who were still bragging and laughing broke out cheering.
"Good evening, Lord Kant worthy of praise!"
"I wish you well-being, respected lord!"
"Great Master Kant, I am so excited to see you!"
They all looked at Kant fanatically, with the highest respect in their eyes, and even when they looked at the king of their own country, they did not have such a fanatical and respectful look, just like dealing with the only faith and dependence on the world and the spirit.
This is constant loyalty from the system.
There are also legends of miracles that Kant circulated in Karadia.
"Hello."
Kant nodded and reached out to respond.
With a smile on his face, he walked to his throne and sat down: "Sit all, let this party be more lively." At the same time said to Manid and Fatis: "And our new friends, hope Food is enough."
"Enough." Manid nodded affirmatively.
In the kitchen location, the new desert antelope has been dragged out and roasted. Although there are more than 100 people, the number is absolutely enough.
Desert antelopes that appear at the end of each month are rich in prey resources.
"let's start."
Kant reached out and motioned for the banquet to begin.
Suddenly cheers rang out among the soldiers, peasants and peasant women.
The sound of gobbling also appeared instantly. The roasted lamb and dried meat placed on the long table in front of him, as well as salami and bread, were torn and crushed by these hungry people.
At the same time the lid of the ale was also opened.
The amount of one bowl per person.
Although not much, you won’t even get drunk, but for safety, each person is limited to a bowl of ale.
No one is allowed to drink more.
Even Kant leads by example. After drinking the ale in his bowl, he does not continue to drink these paralyzing beverages. For safety reasons, things with high alcohol content must be restrained.
The danger lingers on the side, and only the stupid will celebrate.
This is a lively banquet.
But it is also a yearning for a better life in the future.
I want to eat so delicious every day.
In addition to hard work, there are endless cruel fights.
With a knife, a piece of roasted browned lamb, Kant dipped in salt sprinkled with spices, the taste is great after the entrance, the fat is soaked in salt and spices, the feeling of melting in the mouth, let him swallow and exhale In one breath.
This is a delicious treasure, he likes it very much.
The banquet ended in a lively atmosphere.
The peasant women packed up the messy tables and chairs and the ground.
He didn't want to make his sentry oasis into a dirty look in Hard Rock Pass, which was hard to accept for him from the modern times, not to mention the poor sanitation, which would also cause a plague.
Oasis is the only gathering place in the desert.
If there is a plague, there is no way to hide in this place.
Therefore, hygiene has always been a key issue emphasized by Kant.
Fatis continued to inspect the city walls before going to bed.
Manid urged salt work.
The leader of the caravan after the banquet was standing at the city gate.
Not far away was his nephew and the 12 sentries who were entourages.
The three carriages took the lead in their return journey, sending more than 500 jackal slaves that Kant had captured back to Zhivading.
"Development is good."
Kant stood at the top of the ruling hall, next to the 20 Rangers Rangers.
With a slight smile, he told these rangers: "Although I have arranged for the Wikiia archers and Swadian crossbowmen to be stationed in the city wall loft and arrow tower, your task is still arduous."
"We will stay alert~EbookFREE.me~ Rangers answered firmly.
"Very good." Kant nodded.
These Ravenston Rangers are, after all, level 5 arms.
Although it seems that it is only 1 level away from the 4th level of arms, it is actually a very different boundary.
Let these rangers be stationed at the top of the ruling hall, Kant is also at ease when he sleeps.
Go down the stairs.
Kant returned to his room.
Looking at the dark night outside the window, he lay in bed and thought: "Tomorrow is the day when the caravan departs. This week, all the trivial things can be dealt with cleanly. Wait quietly for the expeditionary forces of the Grey Mane Kingdom to arrive."
Frowning slightly.
Kant's mouth also showed a cold smile.
Whoever wins and who loses, who can gain the hegemony of the Naron desert, he still has confidence.