Lord of the Oasis

Remember [67♂Book ÷ it] in one second, and read wonderful novels for free without pop-up windows!

Apparently Baron Dylan, coveted some of these Salander riders from Conder.

Prohibited by order.

Although it looks easy, the vocabulary is simple.

But for these troops in the age of cold weapons, as long as they can achieve these four words, they can be called elites, because this represents discipline, which will be strictly observed in military operations!

"They are all good." Kant smiled seemingly modestly.

But this further deepened, Baron Dylan's speculation that there was a force behind Kant.

If there is no power to help.

Just relying on the 40 knight-level guards forbidden by this order, how could it be possible for such a baron who lost his family's favor and was exiled to survive in the barren desert?

Just go to any nobleman.

You can get more!

"It really makes me coveted, what kind of power does the legacy left by Princess Sophia have." Baron Dylan gently raised this idea in his heart, and looked at Kant's eyes without leaving a trace, even more with enthusiasm.

But in the arena at the bottom of the city walls.

Team 2 is ready.

10 vassal knights on the left, and 10 Salander riders on the right.

None of them rode horses.

Instead, they were all on foot. For the sake of convenience, after all, the scale of the entire arena is not large. If all 20 people ride on horses, they will not be able to perform at all. If you want to watch the horse-riding impact between the knights, 2 people are the best. choose.

"It's about to begin." Baron Dylan's eyes were filled with contentment.

Although these vassal knights look sloppy, they are indeed able to be valued by him and stay.

There are many monsters in the Sanwaya Mountains.

Even the lower gnoll tribes would be restless from time to time.

On weekdays, they rely on these knights to lead the team to deal with it. If they don't have any skills, they would have already died in the Sanwaya Mountains. If they want to live to the present, their strength must not be underestimated.

Kant was silent.

He also has some doubts about his 10 Salander riders.

After all, they are all level 4 troops.

If the 5th-level Mamluks are here, it is estimated that they can still have a fight. After all, these 5th-level arms are the strongest forces that Kant can currently possess. Compared with the 4th-level arms, they are qualitatively improved!

"You don't seem to have confidence in your guards?"

Baron Dylan smiled comfortingly: "Don't worry, it's just a game."

"Of course." Kant smiled and shook his head.

Just below, as the two sides were ready, the servant in charge of shouting also repeated the rules.

Then he raised the flag in his hand and waved it down heavily.

"start!"

The competition is officially announced.

And the people who were still lively looked at the two teams in the arena very intently.

Even the newcomers who have retired are watching solemnly.

This is a competition between real knights. As long as you learn a few useful skills during the observation, it will be a great help for them in the future, and it will be more conducive to their development!

But the expected collision did not come.

The 10 Salander riders stood shoulder to shoulder with each other, holding a shield in the left and a spear in the right, marching in a careful formation, but not very fast.

Just like the most common formation of pikemen.

This made those vassal knights who spread out and rushed forward a few steps, and had no concept of formation at all, were a little stunned. In their impression, in such a competitive conference, even on a real battlefield, except for the infantry who would form such a formation, These knights often lead the troops to charge in front to show their bravery, and at the same time use their powerful combat skills to lead the troops to tear open a hole in the enemy's formation as the final breakthrough.

But in the foot battle, rushing up in a mess is not so heroic.

In particular, the other party is placed in a tight turtle shell.

They rushed up, perhaps a little not optimistic.

"Hey, are you violating the rules? Why are you all gathering together? Come out and let us duel! Aren't you cowards? You will be looked down upon by being so cowardly!"

Those vassal knights irritated the Sarandian knights with a mocking tone.

But the 10 Salander riders stood still.

Still advancing slowly, holding ten 2-meter-long wooden spears in his hands, he approached the scattered vassal knights who were standing little by little. His indifferent face showed no expression at all, as if he didn't care about the sarcastic words at all. .

"Fight! Fight! Don't linger!"

Someone was shouting from below.

But many residents are fanatical fists.

Obviously, moving forward slowly and testing each other is not what they want to see at all.

Even on the city wall, many merchants and landlords frowned.

Even Baron Dylan smiled and said to Kant: "Little Kant, it seems that your soldiers are very cautious."

"I don't know much either."

Kant's timely display of his ignorance.

But he still smiled and said, "But when they kill the gnolls, they are very powerful. Basically, 10 people on horses can chase hundreds of gnolls, and they can still win."

"Hmm." Baron Dylan nodded without saying anything.

In his opinion, his vassal knights can also do it, which is not a big deal.

But right now.

The 10 Salander knights under the city wall seemed to have negotiated and sprinted forward directly, and they were only a few steps away from a distance of nearly ten meters, while the vassal knights were still standing scattered, each holding their hands. The wooden sword and wooden spear were completely unprepared and could only retreat in astonishment, but they could not avoid the 10 wooden spears that were stabbing straight at them.

The top of the wooden spear is not an iron spear tip, it is also a spear tip made of wood, without an edge.

But stabbing someone still carried a little pain.

What's more, the attack of the Salander riders was unexpected, and they were not noticed by these vassal knights. They quickly retreated to the sides, but two or three people were still unable to dodge, and they were stabbed in the back or stomach by the tip of the spear and announced their end.

"Losing?"

They didn't react, they just stood in the arena blankly.

Even the people around didn't react.

Baron Dylan on the city wall still had a smile on his face, but this smile also froze on his face, looking at the vassal knights who were completely dispersed and chased and beaten by these Salander riders in the arena, his face was full of expressions. suddenly reddened.

Kant didn't speak either, just looked down quietly like this.

soon.

The scattered vassal knights were all declared defeated.

"Lord Kant's escort wins!"

The servants hesitated, looking at the vicious gazes of the vassal knights, and reluctantly said the result. After all, it was these vassal knights who were defeated, not the Sarandian knights.

"It's not fair!"

The vassal knights were a little embarrassed.

They shouted: "How could it be possible to take over like this in the arena, obviously you should show your force!"

They were all saying similar things, looking up at the viewing platform.

"Yes, it's not fair!"

"Request a replay! They can't do this!"

"We're going to watch great games, not boring stuff like this!"

"Cheat, it's cheating!"

And the audience consisting of the civilians below even protested one after another, saying that the Salander rider cheated, and there is no way to compete like this in the arena. It should be like a real man, fighting alone!

Baron Dylan also turned his head slightly to look at Kant.

Hearing that the people were shouting to compete again, his face recovered a little, and he said with a little teasing: "Little Kant, your guards seem to regard the arena as a battlefield."

"I don't know either." Kant still didn't know anything, touched his head and said, "Maybe they don't know."

"Then one-on-one." Baron Dylan made a decision with a smile.

And there is no intention of letting Kant choose.

Soon the decision was made, and the people below immediately cheered.

Those vassal knights were also provocative.

It's just that the Salander riders are still expressionless, just like the Salander desert that will never change.

In the arena, two people reappeared instead.

Each holding a wooden shield and a wooden spear, with a wooden sword in his arms, is a Salander rider and a vassal knight.

"Hey, I'll press you under my ass!"

That vassal knight is provoking.

However, for the Salander rider, he didn't care at all. The vassal rider in front of him lowered his body slightly and blocked the wooden shield in front of him. The wooden spear in his hand was like a poisonous snake hidden behind him.

Salander skills are honed on the battlefield and at home.

They are the people of the desert.

If you don’t want to eat ashes in the desert forever, then conquering or expelling other races and obtaining the resources of the oasis alone have long been wiped out in history, instead of ruling the Sarand desert like now, and then moving towards Calradia continent all spread.

"start!"

The servant's banner was immediately waved.

The people below were shouting, cheering for their vassal knights.

"Defeat the Outsiders!"

"Go on! Let him know how powerful the Stone Pass is!"

"You are the strongest knight-sama!"

The cheers were exhilarating.

Put a confident smile on the face of that vassal knight.

This comes from the confidence that he has killed several powerful demonic creatures in the Sangwaya Mountains.

"Look at my spear!" He shouted, thrusting forward quickly, the spear in his hand as if he was about to stab out at any time and pierce the Sarandian rider.

But the Salander rider remained low-lying.

Look at the spear that stabs at high speed.

The whole person turned his body directly, the shield in his left hand was raised diagonally, just blocking the direction of the spear, and he lifted it straight up with that skill. It just stabbed in the abdomen of the vassal knight.

Only 10 seconds before and after.

The people who were still cheering and demanding that the Salander rider be beaten were like ducks holding their throats.

One by one blushed, eyes widened and no sound was heard.

And even on the viewing platform, there was a sudden silence.

After a while.

"This...impossible!" A businessman finally spoke, with a look of astonishment on his face.

He once remembered that the unbelievable vassal knight standing in the same place, he once easily dealt with a demonized creature, and he used the spear in his hand to pierce the demonized creature from the mouth all the way through. He broke his spine, stabbed it out on his butt, and howled for a while before dying miserably!