Chapter 53: .Strike before dawn

　　 2pm.
　　 The atmosphere dropped slightly, just northeast of the sentry oasis, and the assembled troops were waiting.
　　 Kant Zema and Fatis are in front.
　　 and the construction leader from Suno stood respectfully at the horse's head.
　　 "Master Fatiz, you are the noble lord of Suno, and I dare not let go of you because of you!"
　　 The leader of the building had a cold sweat on his fat face.
　　In particular, he found that the general in front of him with the lord, turned out to be the young master of a senior noble of Suno, but he was timid in heart, swallowed, and honestly looked like a fat quail.
　　 "This is the best." Fatiz spoke lightly.
　　 And he looked at the building leader's terrified appearance, and frowned, "Do you know me?"
　　 "Yes, yes, Master Fatis."
There was more cold sweat on the fat face of the construction team leader: "Who doesn't know you, Suno, although you and your brother..." He realized he was wrong and quickly diverged: "Uh, nothing, Fatis Master, your knowledge is well known."
　　Fatiz has clearly heard his words.
　　 His face was gloomy, and his eyes were even desperate: "I'm not a Suno noble master!" he said in a deep voice.
　　 "This...this..." The fat face of this building leader, sweating and sweating.
　　 swallowed, he felt that he might still have a chance to save, and could not help but blurt out: "Master Fatis, if you return to Suno, I don't know how happy your father should be."
　　 But his words made Fatis' face more complicated.
　　 At this time, how could this building leader not know that he seemed to be wrong again.
　　 "Master Kant, I will go to the front to inspect the troops."
　　Fatiz turned his head and said to Kant: "Sorry, I am rude." Before Kant agreed, he drove towards the front.
　　 The fat face of the construction leader was already pale, and both legs were trembling.
　　 Obviously, he was very afraid of the noble family behind Fatiz, who belonged to the ordinary citizens of Suno.
　　 "It's better not to mention such things in the future."
　　 Kant spoke, his face calm.
　　 just swept the back of Fatiz, with some emotion and sigh.
The reason why Fatis will stray is because he fights for jealousy with his younger brother and kills his younger brother for a slutty communicative flower. This point appears when the player takes Fatis near Suno. The past.
　　The name of the wandering knight is also derived from this. He does not want to return to his noble family, preferring to wander the mainland.
　　 Kant frowned slightly, and he looked at the sun in the sky.
　　 It's almost time.
　　 said to the building leader: "Take care of my village."
　　 "Yes, Lord Lord."
　　 The construction leader nodded quickly, glanced at the 30 construction workers behind him, and said flatteringly, "Even if we try our best, we will keep your village!"
　　 found that he had offended Fatis, and he no doubt wanted to hug Kant's thigh again.
"Ha ha."
　　 Kant just chuckled at his words: "If so, it would be great."
　　 Inspired the hip-hop horse to move, he raised his head and shouted, "Let's go!"
　　 "Depart!" Fatiz led the way.
　　 The troops that had already been prepared in advance formally moved forward slowly.
　　 Target northeast, Jackal tribe.
　　 All staff dispatched.
　　 "Master Lord, we look forward to your triumphant return."
　　 The architectural leader beckoned, very respectful and striding again and again to follow, like a reluctant woman.
　　 But his diligence is clearly in vain.
　　 Kant, none of them looked back.
　　However, this fat building leader doesn't care. Being able to get such an extra task and increase the relationship with the lord, in his view, this is an absolutely great reward.
　　 As for whether there will be enemies invade the question.
　　 That doesn't need to be considered at all.
　　 Oasis of the sentry but in the desert of Nalun.
　　 The barren places didn't even come from the humble escaped serfs.
　　 As for gangsters, bandits, horse thieves and other evil gangs to invade and rob, it is pure desire.
　　 The only enemy is the Jackal Horde, who is still being attacked by Kant.
　　These construction workers assisted the guards without any problems.
　　 So Kant is at ease.
　　200 Svadia recruits lined up neatly behind the carriage.
　　 70 Swadia militiamen are at the forefront.
　　 25 Swadia light infantry marched in parallel with Kant and carriage.
　　 At the forefront of the entire team, the 17 desert robbers elite, and the newly recruited 1 desert robber this week, have all dispersed, as a ranger to investigate the road conditions and environment ahead.
　　According to Kant's calculation, they have 2 days to go.
　　 At first they walked on horses, and of course they were very fast. They reached the Jackal tribe in one day.
　　 But most of the current troops are mainly infantry, and it is impossible to speed up the march.
　　 Besides, Kant doesn't care. He can reach the Jackal Horde in the shortest time. As long as he can deploy it in the night before dawn according to the tactical plan, he can just launch a raid.
　　 moves forward quickly, and the marching speed of the whole team is not too slow.
　　 was undoubtedly much faster than Kant’s march with 30 Swadia farmers.
　　Go on by the night.
　　Sleep late at night, while the sky is not bright at dawn, and the temperature has not yet risen completely, the team continues to march.
　　Only when the temperature is highest at noon, dig the bunker to rest.
　　 Repeatedly, they soon came to the desert where the werewolf tribe is located.
　　 At this time, it was already dark.
　　 It is dusk now.
　　 The moment when it was about to fall into the night.
　　 Kant Zema stood on the sand dunes, looking at the far-end tribe of jackals with a bit of sigh on his face.
　　 turned his head to Fatith beside him: "It's them."
　　 "There are indeed many." Fatiz nodded.
　　He also saw the bottom of the sand dunes, a plain desert, messy tents are being built, many jackals go in and out, it seems that they are busy in the tribe.
　　All of these are enemies and need to be slaughtered.
　　The soldiers behind were stern, and although their eyes were tired, the weapon in their hands was still clenched.
　　 They can't wait to fight.
　　 "Everyone pays attention to concealment."
　　 But Kant's command was conveyed to everyone's ears: "Temporarily rest."
　　 The attack of the tactical plan is not scheduled for dusk.
　　 but before dawn.
　　 It was the darkest period of time, and also the time when all creatures were most groggy and their heads were extremely sleepy.
　　Whether it is alertness or reaction, it is in the worst state.
　　 Soon, the soldiers settled the camp.
　　 They are at the downwind, or the back of the dunes, even if they ignite a campfire to cook food.
　　 What's more, there is a distance of at least one kilometer from the Jackal Horde. Any abnormal situation will also be noticed by the sentinel at the top of the dune. The war is retreat and the initiative is in their own hands.
　　 The night is getting darker.
　　 In the night sky, a bright galaxy appeared.
　　 Kant each of them was half-eaten, did not take off clothes when sleeping, and held arms in his arms.
　　 They are all waiting for the opportunity.
　　The sentinels are changed every hour to ensure that everyone has enough sleep.
　　Wait for the bright moon to slowly fall to the west.
The long river of 　　 stars also disappeared in the deep darkness.
　　 The darkness before dawn ~ EbookFREE.me ~ finally arrived.
　　 "Wake up, wake up."
　　 Gently patted the comrades next to him. On the back of the dune, the faint bonfire was still burning in the sandpit.
　　 And these Swadia's infantry also completely woke up.
　　 looks dignified, with a determined murderous intention in his eyes.
　　 "Master Kant."
　　Fatiz led his horse.
　　 Behind him, 17 elite desert robbers and the one newly recruited desert robber, already holding the warhorse in their left hands and carrying a flanged hammer in their right hands, were waiting for orders with a good look.
　　 "According to the tactical plan."
　　 Kant nodded, and beside him, 295 Swadia soldiers were also ready.
　　 "Understood." Fatiz nodded and commanded: "Are you ready?"
　　The desert robbers nodded, quickly inspected their weapons and equipment, and finally pulled out two tied water sacs in their hands, watching Fatis and Kant say in a deep voice: "Ready."
　　 "Let's do it." Kant also nodded and issued the war command.
"let's go."
　　Fatiz and the desert robbers didn't mount the horse directly, but instead led the warhorse by themselves and walked slowly in other directions.
　　 Their tactical goals are different, and their directions into the battlefield are also different.
　　 But just outside the sand dunes, under the dim starlight and moonlight, the huge and messy tribe of jackals still calmly stood countless tents there, unaware of the imminent danger.
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