Chapter 8: . Trouble after the early morning

　　The peasants stood full of energy.
　　 "Very good."
　　 Kant nodded with satisfaction.
　　 These 50 Swadia farmers are the population base of the village of Dekhrim in the future.
　　 The future development is also mostly used by them as the main force.
　　 This is not a game. Kant only needs to fight with the soldiers. He also needs a certain number of farmers to help him take care of the village, so that this village with only one ruling hall has grown stronger and stronger.
　　Similarly, these 50 Swadian farmers have also solved the current security risks.
　　The 20 cavalrymen of the Principality of the Lions have left, causing great concern for Kant and the current sentry oasis.
　　Those who escaped the jackals will never give up. They may gather in groups at any time, kill them back, the oasis they once lived in, and have a fierce military conflict with Kant.
　　After all, the sentinel oasis is still at the forefront of danger.
　　Only 10 Swadia militiamen and 20 Swadia recruits are too weak.
　　The joining of these farmers greatly eased these threats.
　　At least they hold a long-handled sickle to form a tight array. With those jackals who don’t even have iron tools, it is undoubtedly whimsical to want to break through their defenses.
　　 "Still need to develop." Kant calculated.
　　According to the system interface, the current village only has the rudimentary building of the ruling hall.
　　 And other buildings, such as houses, walls, imitations, lookout towers, and wells, require investment and time to build, just as cumbersome as real construction.
　　 This made Kant helpless.
　　Funds and time are exactly what he needs most.
　　 First of all, the Jackal will not give him this time.
　　Not to mention his funds, as long as the main task of establishing a village is completed, the 1000 dinars will be obtained.
　　 One point made Kant regret.
　　 is the currency of this world, whether it is small silver coins, large silver coins, or more expensive gold coins.
　　 could not be converted to the dinar required by the system.
　　 "There is a long way to go."
　　 Kant couldn't help but shook his head and smiled bitterly.
　　………………
　　The bright moonlight enveloped the earth.
　　 In the desert, the effect of vegetation temperature control is lost, and the chill has begun to appear.
　　 The night was dark.
　　 Oasis is still busy in the sentry oasis.
　　 Camping for 80 people is not trivial.
　　The only ruling hall at present, although it is a two-story stone building, but the overall area is not too large, at most more than 500 square meters, equivalent to a single villa in China.
　　 Want to squeeze 80 people, obviously impossible.
　　 Kant has other arrangements.
　　30 soldiers entered the ruling hall to rest, while 50 farmers set up tents around the ruling hall.
　　 On the three carriages, Kant brought a lot of living materials.
　　 including larger multi-person tents, and warm sweaters, is enough for these 50 farmers to spend the evening.
　　 This arrangement also makes sense for Kant.
　　 Or rather, the choice.
　　Either way, 10 Swadia militiamen and 20 Swadia recruits belong to the main fighting force currently owned by Kant. Even if one person is lost, he will feel heartache.
　　 This is related to the future army building, and it is impossible to treat it as a consumable at will.
　　 And the night guard is also dominated by these 30 soldiers.
　　 Therefore, they need to rest better to cope with the crisis that may occur at any time.
　　The 50 peasants outside the ruling hall, because of the quantity advantage, even in danger, they can quickly gather together under the remind of the soldiers on duty to form a dense array to protect themselves, and there will be no major casualties.
　　 reality is often cruel.
　　 The so-called protection is sometimes the benevolence of women.
　　 Kant is not pedantic.
　　 On the contrary, he understands the concept of value, and knows how to get a higher return for the smallest price.
　　 "Okay, let's move faster!"
　　 Kant urged, so that the tent was set up earlier to avoid long nights.
　　 At the same time, several bonfires were also ignited, using the tents and woods of these jackal tribes as fuel, burning vigorously, releasing a heat and dissipating some of the night's chill.
　　 The camp beside the sentry oasis is basically still built.
　　A militia walked quickly and reported to Kangdehui: "Master, your room has been packed."
　　 "Got it." Kant nodded.
　　 His room is on the second floor of the ruling hall and is protected by 10 Swadia militiamen. In the hall downstairs, 20 Swadia recruits are also preparing to ensure that Kant is foolproof.
　　People from the system themselves exist in the presence of Kant.
　　 So in terms of loyalty, you can rest assured.
　　 looked at the shining galaxy in the sky, and a chill also made Kant chill around him.
　　 "Be careful."
　　 reminded Kant to walk towards the ruling hall.
　　 walked up the second floor along the stairs in the corner of the living room. Kant's room was at the innermost, which had been packed by the militiamen.
　　 The room is by the window, just facing the pond
　　 Kant looked up and sprinkled the soft light in the night, spreading on the pond, as the wind moved the surface of the water, sparkling, a beautiful scenery, he was intoxicated.
　　 Kant couldn't help but sigh: "This is really beautiful."
　　 This is the first time he came to the Nalun Desert to enjoy such a breathtaking scenery.
　　 Unlike rough desert, this is soft beauty.
　　 But he quickly converged and looked at his room.
　　 Kant knows that it is estimated that he will live here for a long time in the future.
　　 A space of about 10 square meters, with wooden beds and wardrobes made of wood, as well as tables and chairs of the same rough workmanship, the overall layout is simple and crowded, just the decoration of ordinary civilians.
The 　　 bed is a single bed with linen cushions and quilts made of wool and cotton.
　　Standard style of Swadia Kingdom.
　　Although the room looked shabby, it was neat and tidy.
　　 Mainly has no smell.
"not bad."
　　 Kant is satisfied with this. He can sleep in a protected room and on a secure wooden bed, which is much stronger than sleeping in a shallow pit like a tomb pit that was dug out.
Although 　　 is a young son of a duke, he is not without suffering.
　　 Remove the light crossbow and quiver on the back and put them neatly on the table. At the same time, he took off the linen robe used to cover the sand and hung it in the closet after a few taps.
　　 But Kant didn't take off his shirt and pants, and the dagger stayed beside him.
　　Although there is a room for 10 Swadia militiamen, it is always good to be vigilant. At least any emergencies will not be unresponsive, avoiding the hassle.
　　Unfolded the quilt, Kant lay in bed and fell asleep.
　　 seems to have gone through a long journey and experienced another fight. Kant is now sleeping soundly.
　　 came from the ears of crisp birdsong, and then awakened his thinking.
　　 "Twitter."
　　 Kant opened his eyes slightly and slept a little.
　　 Standing by the window were two unknown birds, like sparrows, but they looked a little yellowish, beating, tapping the wooden window sill with a small beak.
　　 Morning light shines through the window and the sky is already bright.
"Well."
　　 Kant opened the quilt, and the desert of Nalun in the early morning was still a bit cold.
　　 But he knew that it would not take long for the temperature to rise quickly, reaching unacceptable heat.
　　 Re-dressed, Kant stood by the bed and looked outside.
　　 The vast sea of ​​sand spreads in the distance, and the earthy yellow appearance seems to devour all the big mouth, but there is only a little sparse green in the vicinity, which brings a little stability and ease.
　　 This is an oasis of sentries.
　　The clear spring water reflects the slight light, and the depth of half a meter can easily see the gravel and stones at the bottom.
　　 Kant couldn't help feeling: "This is really beautiful."
　　 Yes, compared to the Nalun Desert, this oasis is like heaven.
　　 A paradise that belongs to him.
　　 frowned slightly, Kant also found a lot of filth in this paradise.
　　The wolves' messy tents are still on both sides of the lake, including those year-round domestic garbage, and even feces, which are piled up together randomly. There is no concept of hygiene at all.
　　 This is a stain on the oasis!
　　However, he was somewhat relieved that there were already farmers in Swadia who were sorting out the garbage.
　　 After all, this is the area where they live, and the messy garbage is piled up together. These farmers who love clean and tidy, and admire the beautiful rural scenery, can't see it at all, and clean up spontaneously.
　　 "Dangdang."
　　 The door of the room knocked, and a voice came from outside: "Master, the breakfast is finished. Do you want to eat now?"
　　 is the former Swadia militia.
　　 "I'm going to eat now." Kant responded.
　　Closed the window again, and Kant walked out of the room, where a strong militia was waiting respectfully.
　　 Kant asked: "What is breakfast?"
　　 "Bread slices, including thick soup of dried meat stewed cabbage." The militia replied.
　　 "Dried meat stewed cabbage soup?"
Kant was shocked. UU read the book www.uukanshu.com and went down the stairs, wondering: "I don't remember that we have cabbage." After a pause, Kant seemed to think of something: "The ruling hall Cabbage inside?"
"Yes."
　　The Swadian militia nodded: "There are 500 servings of bread in the storeroom, 250 servings of air-dried meat, and 100 cabbages."
　　 "So much?" Kant raised his eyebrows slightly.
　　 These breads, air-dried meats, and cabbages are calculated on the basis of hundreds of thousands, which is indeed a huge amount.
　　 But the militia hesitated for a moment and said, "It's just 10 days."
　　 Kant was shocked: "The amount of 10 days?"
　　The militia nodded: "Yes, Lord Lord, we must look for more food, otherwise we will cut off our food after 10 days, even if we save rations, we can only last for about 15 days."
　　 came to the outside of the ruling hall, and the bushes on the sand were full of greenery.
　　 But Kant lost the nature of viewing, frowning and said: "Why would you eat so much?"
Around 　　, 50 Swadian farmers were leveling the oasis, sweeping the stolen jackal tents, as well as and feces everywhere.
　　 10 Swadia militias were patrolling with heavy iron spears in the front.
On the surrounding sand dunes, 20 Swadia recruits have long since dispersed, forming a guard post.
"Ok."
　　 Kant nodded, his face a little dignified: "80 people eat enough food."
　　 PS: The Sultan of Sarand is so halal that I dare not write! The Swadia knights in the desert are also very strong, cough, don't worry, desert robbers, I will arrange their upgrades to Mamluk!