Chapter 22: . Enemies in the night

　　 Evening light is still struggling, barely to see the real.
　　 Kant frowned slightly.
　　His heart beat faster with his emotions.
　　 "This is really interesting."
　　 Kant spoke, with a little coldness in his eyes.
　　On the flat sandy ground to the north of the messy Jackal tribe, the traces of a long snake-like figure can be clearly seen, and it is crookedly along the sand dunes, extending deeper into the desert.
　　 This long snake-like figure is clearly visible.
　　Because its own color is slightly dark, it is obviously a long time of trampling, and the sand has solidified and slab.
　　 "The wolf man stepped out."
　　The desert robber spoke, frowning.
　　The wolf man in the primitive tribe era has no concept of road.
　　 But it was precisely them, who could actually step out of a road in this desert. Obviously, there were some reasons why they had to do this, and they still stepped back and forth for a long time, until they formed this crooked original road.
　　 "But why did they go north?" This was Kant's doubt.
　　The desert robbers pondered and raised their heads with a dignified expression: "This represents their daily tasks."
　　 "Daily task?"
　　 Kant frowned, this term was a bit similar to the task issued by the system.
　　 "It's like daily hunting."
　　The desert robber explained, but his face was more dignified: "And I think that there may be the salt mine we are looking for, which is occupied by this group of jackals, and coarse salt is mined every day."
　　 "This is your guess." Kant frowned: "Some absurd."
　　 Jackals are only races of primitive tribes, and salt mining has no effect on them.
　　 Salt is a condiment.
　　 However, it is also a commodity, which is more of a luxury in the Principality of the Lion.
　　 Kant didn't agree with this desert robber at all.
Because for him, even if these jackals mined the coarse salt, but the nearest lion duchy, no merchants came to buy it. In the lion duchy, I have never heard of it from the Nalun desert. Salt.
　　If the nobles of the lion duchy really know that there are salt mines here.
　　 It is estimated that he has broken his head, and he has to organize a truly elite army to massacre the Nalun Desert.
　　Kant understands their greed well.
　　 So Kant frowned, and some unbelieving shook his head at the desert robber: "There will never be these brutal primitive jackals who can mine a lot of coarse salt, and then use these things as goods, sell them all?"
　　Who doesn’t know the ferocious nature of the jackal, there is no point of reason at all, and it is more like a beast.
　　 This kind of guess seems to be a joke to Kant!
　　 "Master, this is very likely."
　　 The desert robber's face remained the same, and his expression remained calm.
　　'S serious appearance makes Kant's brows even more, and the systematic arms cannot betray him.
　　 took a deep breath, Kant said: "reason."
　　The desert robber immediately replied: "It's very simple, Lord Lord, look over there, the clay pots used by the jackals to drink water. If there is no accident, you will feel familiar."
　　 "Hmm." Kant squinted and nodded slightly.
　　Even if they were far apart, he could still recognize the clay pot in which the water was consumed by the jackals.
　　 Black appearance, the wear should be very serious, just like in the desert for a long time, the pottery mouth has a little broken, which is equivalent to useless garbage in the princely lion rich in pottery, even civilians don’t bother to pick up.
　　 "It is this kind of clay pot, carefully distinguished, there are many in the whole jackal tribe."
　　The desert robber opened his mouth, and his tone became more and more solemn: "There are always so many clay pots around the tents that are set up indiscriminately, and I don't think these jackals are used to hold water or something."
　　 Kant was silent, his eyes dignified.
　　 He was staring at this large Jackal tribe, but his heart was no longer calm.
　　 "Is this true?" Kant spoke slowly.
　　 seems to be asking, but it is confirming the authenticity of this matter, Kant has become clear.
　　 "It's true." The desert robber nodded.
　　 At the same time, he continued to say to Kant: "And the jackals in the sentry oasis are definitely related to this place!"
　　 His tone is quite certain.
　　 "Yeah." Kant's face was slightly bitter, and he nodded, "That's true."
　　 can be seen from the night raid.
　　 These jackals are the reinforcements looking for in this big tribe.
　　If the two Jackal tribes have no contact at all, then there will never be a Jackal from this big tribe, and a mighty organization will form a force to kill the sentry oasis.
　　 slightly closed his eyes.
　　 Kant bowed his head in contemplation, the thought in his brain quickly turned.
　　 The situation is getting worse.
　　 has reached a more dangerous point for him, and even the development of the sentry oasis and the establishment of a real "Dekhrim" have become somewhat uncertain.
　　 Because his heart was shaken.
　　A large tribe of jackals that developed.
　　 A salt mine occupied by this large jackal tribe.
　　 almost made Kant wonder what to do.
　　He only has a small existence, more than 60 people, how can he resist this jackal tribe?
　　 seems to be a mantis.
　　 "But, what can we do?"
　　 Kant opened his eyes, with a bitter smile.
　　The desert robbers were silent at the same time, and they did not know how to answer Kant, the lord's question.
　　 Their strength is really too weak.
　　 Kant nodded slowly, his face gloomy: "We should deal with all this seriously. If we don't want to die miserably in this desert of Nalun, the necessary preparations must definitely be done."
　　 He came to the desert of Nalun, not to die.
　　 fisted slightly, and Kant's mentality was restored.
　　 "Let's go, take a look along that road."
　　 Kant turned his head to command these desert robbers: "At least I want to know if there is a real salt mine there."
　　 "Understood." The desert robbers nodded.
The number of jackals is indeed large, but this night raid did not directly kill Kant, but left hundreds of corpses, leaving the sentry oasis in disgrace, and even chasing him to his home with his cavalry. .
　　Think carefully, Kant can also be sure that the fighting strength of these jackals is actually not strong.
　　 Although they are fierce and physically stronger than ordinary humans, they do not have excellent tactics, nor do they have weapons that can effectively kill the enemy, including armor that can protect their bodies.
　　 Farmers from Swadia, these level 0 arms, can compete with them.
　　 Level 1 arms and level 2 arms can bring down the same number of jackals.
　　Why should Kant be afraid?
"let's go!"
　　 kicked the horse's belly, Kant Zema quickly galloped among the dunes.
　　 6 desert robbers also shake their reins and follow behind him to gallop.
　　 "Complete the system mission and get more advanced arms."
Kant silently made up his mind~EbookFREE.me~ He is sure that if he has 100 fully equipped Swadia knights, this unit from the system, known as the land king, is even a large jackal tribe He also dared to attack with force.
　　 And the final winner still belongs to him.
　　Following this sandy road stepped out by jackals, their speed is very fast.
　　 The light at dusk eventually disappeared.
　　Sky appeared a bright moon and a bright galaxy.
　　The temperature of the dry air also began to drop suddenly, which made Kant, who was traveling by horses, feel cold.
　　 Put on the cardigan prepared in advance, and they moved on.
　　In the desert, sometimes it is wise to start the journey at night, because compared to the cruel temperature during the day and the large amount of water consumed, the cold at night can actually be solved by only keeping warm.
　　 Kant, they also made the decision to move on at night.
　　Time passed.
　　 The moon has also reached the middle of the sky, and the bright and bright disc seems to be extremely touching silver.
　　 The temperature is getting colder and Kant's face feels a bit stiff.
　　 "Everyone."
　　 He opened his mouth and exhaled a sigh of breath, but stretched out his hand to hold the horse's reins while raising his right hand: "Stop moving forward."
　　The six desert robbers immediately strangled the desert horse under the hip.
　　 "Master, what happened?"
　　 They spoke, and they all carried the mist formed by the heat in the low temperature.
　　 But they soon discovered the reason for Kant's request to stop advancing. They stretched out their hands a bit stiffly and took out the spears tied to their backs, one by one.
　　 has enemies.