Lord of the Oasis

The battle ended before noon.

Scorching sun.

The strong bloody smell spreads with the high temperature.

Outside the city wall on the west side, gnoll corpses filled with arrows were everywhere, tattered by horseshoes, like torn sacks, and still on the edge of the lake.

Layer upon layer, like a gnoll's slaughterhouse.

This is the body of nearly a thousand people.

The blood pooled into a small stream and flowed into the stream along the soil beside the lake, so that this small lake, which should be called a pond, was dyed red, and the water channel connected to it entered the agricultural area, infecting the reclaimed wheat fields. Layers of blood.

There was bright and seductive red everywhere, and the blood that was gathered from countless gnoll corpses.

brutal battlefield.

But at this time there was no fighting force.

Only the peasants from Swadia are holding their long-handled scythes tightly, making up for the gnoll corpses on the ground. , then cut the fragile throat with the muscles, and carried the white cervical vertebrae, which was extremely terrifying.

Now that he has fallen, he will die quietly, there is no need to stand up.

Because Lord Kant has issued an order.

The "Drehem" fortress doesn't need seriously wounded people without any value. Sending them away and giving them a good time is the only thing these kind-hearted and simple peasants can do.

Oh, right.

All the corpses floating in the lake must be salvaged.

These bloody gnolls will not be left as plague sources. They are chopped up with a long-handled sickle and buried in the fertile splendens beach. The microorganisms contained in them will quickly corrupt these fragmentary corpses.

Just make sure you have enough water for irrigation.

A month later, the denser Achnatherum splendens will reappear on the grassy beach of 5 acres of land.

The young leaves and stems of Achnatherum splendens are the favorite green fodder for livestock.

But unfortunately,

Originally in the northern part of the agricultural area, the 5 mu of date palm forest that also served as a spinning forest has been completely cut down at this time, and the barren sandy land has bare wooden stakes, but there is no trace of greenery.

It is difficult to cultivate a date palm forest of a similar size.

It takes at least 5-10 years to grow from a seedling to an adult tree that produces fruit.

It's a pity indeed.

Not far away, all the infantrymen who were responsible for escorting the captives looked a little annoyed at the bare date palm forest. When they were depressed, some people directly took out their scabbards and slapped the gnoll captives heavily. cheeks.

The scabbard touched the cheek and made a muffled "bang bang", and the arm was so hard that the lips were sucked in a few seconds.

What's more, even the fangs were directly pulled out.

37 Swadian light infantry, 50 Swadian infantry, although the number is only 87, but the well-armed elite power, but the gnolls who are intimidating dare not speak, and bow their heads obediently. One by one walking forward.

These gnoll captives had already tied their hands with flax ropes.

In fact, there is no ability to resist.

The captives who were caught without a hand, but for nearly a month, they did not have enough water and food.

Exhausted, to the point of collapse.

It is not estimated that the gnoll's enduring talent has already died of starvation or thirst.

When Kant occupied the sentry oasis, annihilated the tribe, filled the well, and walked down three desperate steps, these low-level gnolls completely lost the place where they could supply.

Although the water can be replenished through other places.

It can also live by eating the corpses of the same kind.

But thousands of gnolls can persist until now, absolutely to the limit.

Surrender is not an optional choice in their stupid heads.

So they really surrendered.

Lying in pieces in the desert, exposing their soft stomachs and fragile throats, just like their own clan, when fighting for a certain water source, the defeated tribe will show their surrender like this.

With any luck, they will merge into the winner's clan.

With bad luck, it becomes food.

Gnolls have a wide range of recipes, including their live counterparts.

This is their law of survival.

But just outside the escort of these Swadian infantry, there are heavy cavalry riding on warhorses and fully armored watching them coldly, warning this group of gnolls who chose to be captives, not to have any tricks.

Just half an hour ago.

These heavy irons ride on the battlefield like plows, sweeping the gnolls across.

If it weren't for the fact that they surrendered fast enough, the number of these heavy cavalry would be seriously insufficient.

It is estimated that the gnoll corpses under the horse's hooves will cover the desert!

For the enemy who dared to invade the Sentinel Oasis, these heavy cavalry had no chance of keeping their hands at all. The two-handed iron staff and mace in their hands directly knocked on the back of the head.

Although it was a bludgeoning blow, it turned into a fatal blow with the disintegration of the skull.

There were also prisoners behind these heavy cavalry.

It's desert robbers.

They were releasing nearly 300 prisoners, but compared to the messy gnolls around, these neatly-haired, shiny-looking gnolls were obviously different.

Even wearing linen robes, are clean and tidy.

These are the captured High Gnolls, the pirate advance parties that first came here from Greymane.

But now it's no different from their humbler gnoll brethren.

If a gnoll pirate walks slowly, the desert robbers who ride their horses will wave their machetes and slash heavily on the heads or shoulders of the group of guys with the back of the knife, and viciously let them continue to move forward.

There are also gnoll pirates rebelliously glaring at the beating desert robbers.

It's just that this glaring glance is not rewarded for his backbone.

But the scabbard that was drawn again!

The light cavalry approached, found the gnoll who dared to look at them angrily, raised the scabbard and slammed it on the cheek, and counted until the slapped lips were cracked, blood was bubbling from the mouth and nose, and even the teeth were pierced. I took most of them out before letting them go.

These desert robbers are not good people.

Those who dared to resist, wanted to break free from the ropes that bound their hands, and responded to these brave people, were the inverted machetes, no longer the scabbard and the back, but the sharp blade.

From top to bottom, cut in two.

The head fell to the ground and turned a few times before the corpse collapsed, twitching and spurting blood from its neck.

Both eyes are dead.

Then it was stepped on by the powerful iron hooves of the desert horse and burst open like a watermelon.

For the gnolls who had surrendered, this cruel method not only did not provoke resistance, but instead made the frightened captives become more cautious, completely abandoning their inner bravery, and became a soulless person who only knew how to obey. The Walking Dead has become a basically qualified prisoner at present.

Inside the Executive Hall.

Kant sat in his place with a rather ugly expression on his face.

His fingers tapped on the desktop quickly, and his mood was even worse. Even if the task had given a dialog box for the completion of the task, Kant was still in a depressed mood and had no thoughts of being happy at all.

[Ding...After your bloody battle, you finally completed the mission. 】

[Temporary Mission: Dark Tide Comes]

[Task reward: 10,000 dinars]

[Introduction: First of all, congratulations on winning this battle, blocking the surging dark tide like a solid reef. Can you think this is the end? No, mind you, this is the beginning! Dear lord, this is only the first wave that appears, followed by even more terrifying giant waves. Don't be proud of this victory, be careful! 】

System dialogs float on the retina.

Kant frowned slightly.

10,000 dinars cannot be called a huge sum for him now.

It's an occasional little one.

But even these dinars could not make up for the anger in his heart.

Thinking that in order to deal with the Greymane Kingdom Expeditionary Force, he had erected the entire sentry oasis to clear the fields, and even cut down all the important date palm forests, and the anxiety in his heart turned into anger burning in the bottom of his eyes.

This is the most misguided decision he has ever made, and it can be called the stain of this life.

"Master Kant."

The guard at the door entered and reported: "Knight of Fatis, Mr. Manid requested to meet."

"Let them in," Kant replied.

The guard nodded and walked out.

With the wooden door pushed open again, Fatis in cavalry chain mail and Manid in chain mail walked in quickly at the same time, and respectfully saluted Kant: "Sir, we have won this battle."

"I already knew that."

Kant's eyes were slightly gloomy, and he said lightly: "What is the result of the battle?"

"It's still calculating." Fatis replied.

Manid shrugged lightly and said calmly: "The prisoners have all been escorted to the fortress, and the corpses of the killed enemies are being handled by the peasants. It is estimated that the convergence and calculation will take a while to report."

"Not bad." Kant nodded.

At this time, the dialog box on the retina is suddenly refreshed.

New dialogs appear on retina.

[Ding...Because in this battle, you won more with less, and achieved impressive results. 】

[Evaluation: Epic victory. 】

[Get reputation × 500 points. 】

[Get honor × 5 points. 】

Kant narrowed his eyes slightly, which eased his mood a little.

Epic victory.

This assessment is indeed worthy of its name.

Before he could watch it carefully, the dialog from the system reappeared on the retina.

【Ding...Someone in your army can be upgraded】

After a brutal fight, the soldiers have gained the experience they desperately need.

There may be some differences.

Not a brutal fight.

But slaughter!

The troops of Sentinel Oasis just slaughtered a group of beggars who were short of water and food, and gained enough experience to level up. They didn't even have the number of casualties, so how could it be called tragic?

This battle is really easy.

PS: The recent update has been unstable, maybe you don’t believe me, I had a cold with the air conditioner and I took the bottle for 2 days, and I forced myself to code the basic 2 updates... Uh, it will be better tomorrow and the update will be resumed...