Lord of the Oasis

At the natural salt mine, the hussars are rushing back at a high speed.

In the white-flowered saline-alkali land in the back, a long dragon composed of infantry was lining up in a slightly curved line, heading towards the dunes to the south, neither fast nor slow, seemingly calm.

This is a marching mode only available to elite troops.

While ensuring the marching speed, it can also ensure sufficient physical strength, which ordinary troops cannot do.

This requires extreme discipline.

The 10 desert robbers hurried, and the speed of the return journey was a little faster.

Because they all know that this force is the Gnoll expedition force from the Graymane Kingdom on the coast of Mannheim in the northern part of the Naron Desert, in the spirit of occupying their homeland and enslaving their colonial force!

This important piece of information must be quickly returned to the sentry oasis and reported to Lord Kant!

Starry night and travel back and forth.

At least it will take a whole day to get back.

The sentry oasis is still heavily guarded, and at night there are Swadian militiamen armed with heavy spears and a large wooden shield on their left arm, patrolling the inner side of the city wall in neat queues, each in a team of ten, extremely cautious.

Prisoner of war camps, in particular, were strictly guarded.

For the more than 2,000 gnoll captives, everyone will be lined up at night, reducing the rest time.

Time passed slowly.

Late night is gradually replaced by dawn.

"Oh oh oh-"

The male sand grouse began to croak like a chicken, standing at the top of his coop, flapping his wings, proudly claiming his ownership of the coop and the female sand grouse below him.

Yubai appeared in the sky, and it was already the dawn of the second day.

new month.

Also a new week.

"Dong dong dong."

The wooden door of the room was knocked softly.

Kant, who was not yet asleep, woke up quickly, opened his eyes and asked, "What's the matter?"

Outside the door, a Swadian infantry was standing there respectfully, and said respectfully: "Lord Lord, Mr. Jocelyn of Zhivadin, and his caravan are here."

"Well, I see."

Kant nodded, sat beside the bed and quickly dressed, while instructing: "Let Manid be in charge of reception."

The infantry outside the door replied, "Mr. Manid is already receiving him."

"Well done." Kant praised.

After the infantry had finished reporting, they backed down on their own and stood again at the stairs as guards.

Kant got dressed, washed a little, and walked down the stairs.

The first floor of the Consulate.

Manid was talking with the caravan leader, Jocelyn, with a smile on his face, and occasionally laughed a few times. Although it was dawn when the sky was still dark, the atmosphere of the conversation between the two parties was extremely harmonious.

Kant walked down the stairs, and the two stood up and said hello.

"Good morning, Lord Kant."

"Morning." Kant nodded.

Sitting in his seat, he said to Jocelyn with a smile on his face, "This month is very timely."

"No way, the Kingdom of Vicia is too short of slaves."

Jocelyn shrugged slightly, with a helpless smile on his face: "Lord Kant, the more than 500 gnoll slaves that I brought back last time were robbed by the mine owners of the Xueyuan Iron Mine in almost less than a day. ."

"Well, that means it's very popular, doesn't it." Kant chuckled.

"Of course." Jocelyn nodded.

Standing up at the same time, he took out the letter in his arms and placed it on the table respectfully: "Lord Kant, this is a handwritten letter from King Yarogerke. I would like to express my most sincere thanks to you."

The peasant woman who was waiting next to her came over, gave each of the three a cup of water made with date palm powder, and picked up the letter and handed it to Kant.

"Let me see."

Kant tore open the envelope and looked at the beautifully painted envelope above.

It is written in the script of the Vikians.

But he still understood.

The above is King Yarogerk expressing his gratitude, and at the same time saying some words of friendship between the two sides, with a little compliment, and at the end, he also pointed out that if Lord Kant is free, I hope you will be a guest in Zhivadin. He will. With the most solemn national ceremony, lead all the nobles to welcome Kant's arrival.

Putting down the envelope, Kant said to the caravan leader Jocelyn, "Thank you for the kindness of King Yarogerk for me."

"My pleasure." Jocelyn nodded.

"and also."

Kant's face was a little solemn, and he turned to Manid and said: "You will be responsible for the work of counting the prisoners. All transactions are to Jocelyn before the morning. It is best to solve them all before the morning."

"It's already being counted," Manid replied.

"Very good." Kant praised.

Manid is rigorous in his work, and it is not without reason that he can become a business genius at a young age.

And he continued to report to Kangdehui: "When Mr. Jocelyn's caravan came to the fortress, he had arranged for his nephew and the infantry I sent to go to the prison camp to count the gnolls. If there is no accident, according to the time. Let's count, it's almost finished now."

Kant raised his eyebrows with a smile on his face: "As expected of Manid I trust."

"You praised it." Manid bowed his head modestly.

The three chatted happily.

After a while, the wooden door was pushed open and the Swadian infantry entered.

The infantryman who served as the guard of the gate guard Shen Shenghui reported: "Lord Kant, the nephew of the Jocelyn businessman wants to see you."

"Let him in," Kant replied.

"Yes." The infantry nodded, turned and walked out.

And a young man walked in quickly, it was the nephew of the caravan leader Jocelyn.

With a bit of elation on his face, he bowed respectfully to Kant in the Consultative Hall: "Seeing you in the early morning is like seeing the heart-warming sun. Good morning, esteemed lord."

"Okay." Kant nodded.

However, he looked at Jocelyn and said with a chuckle, "He didn't talk like that before."

Jocelyn smiled awkwardly: "I found him a teacher of noble etiquette in Zhivadin. After all, he is about to lead a business by himself. These basic etiquettes are necessary."

"That's true." Manid nodded with a chuckle.

Kant smiled and asked, "Has the results been counted?"

"The statistics are over."

The young man nodded, bowed respectfully, and then reported: "There are 2,096 prisoners this time. Based on the calculation of 30 dinars per person, we will pay 62,880 dinars."

"More than 60,000." Kant raised his brows slightly.

This is a huge sum of money!

In the game, this amount of money can be considered a large number, and even nobles will be tempted when they see it.

After all, the value of this money is enough to maintain a large elite army for several months!

"Yes, a total of 62,880 dinars."

The young man repeats.

However, there was a bit of hesitation on his face, he looked up at his uncle, and said slowly: "But there are 293 gnoll captives here. I can't discern their value, so I didn't count them."

PS: Well, according to the latest news, Qi Chop 2, the ticket has been delayed until 2018... Well, this urine is okay...