Squinting slightly, Kant's eyes were a little strange.

The Jackals belong to a despicable and inferior race, an uncivilized tribe that has no civilization, how can there be more than 30 standard combat soldiers wearing iron armor and holding two-handed battle axes.

And looking at the layers of chain mail, the two-handed battle axes with cold light, it is obviously not inferior.

It is even at least a few grades higher than the gnoll chieftain they killed at the beginning, the chain mail worn on his body, and the two-handed battle axe used as a weapon.

Kant's doubts are exactly that.

It is really strange that there are 30 no less than the Jackal Chiefs in this salt mine.

"They found us."

Riding his warhorse, Fatis looked at the group of gnolls below, his right hand already grasping the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Kant looked at it coldly.

However, he didn't give any order, his eyes swept over the figure of the group of jackals, his eyes shrunk, and he frowned instead: "Look at these gnolls, is there a strange guy?" ”

"Strange guy?" Fatis frowned.

The gnolls below looked strange compared to the gnolls tribe that had been wiped out before.

The ferocious and irrational gnolls carried huge sacks on their backs like miners, bowing their heads and acting under the scolding of their companions who wore chain mail and held two-handed battle axes.

The weapon in his hand is not the usual mace.

Rather, it is a thicker long-pole weapon.

No, it shouldn't be counted as a weapon, just a tool made from a long wooden pole, similar to a rake, and at a glance it is clear that it is a tool used to collect raw coarse salt.

But Fatis's eyes narrowed slightly.

He did find something strange... Gnolls.

"That's right, that's it." Kant spoke, his tone calm.

Phatis didn't have an interface, he knew that his lord, he hadn't finished speaking.

"Let me take a closer look, well, in a linen robe."

Kant continued, his tone still calm: "It seems to be filament linen, and the style and material, according to the color, should be similar to the linen robe in my room for shade." ”

"yes, it's similar." Fatis nodded.

Kant chuckled and asked lightly, "Fatis, do you think this is strange?" ”

"Very strange." Fatis replied.

"I think it's weird too."

Kant squinted: "A group of inferior and lowly gnolls, wearing chain mail and holding two-handed battle axes in their hands, this is actually nothing, but why is there a gnolls, dressed decently?" ”

"Like us." Fatis spoke, straight to the point.

"yes." Kant bowed his head and chuckled: "Mainly, they also occupy my salt mines. Raising his head, his eyes were already filled with murderous intent: "Led by Fatis, the Swadia heavy cavalry is well prepared. ”

Although the voice was not loud, it was Kant's command.

"Understood." Fatis replied in a deep voice.

Behind him, the 46 Swadian heavy cavalry, who had already been ready, were already lined up in two rows on the dunes.

The weight of the armoured horses and the fully armoured riders kept the horses' hooves on the top of the dunes, but the soft sand could not hinder their path or protect the gnolls.

At the same time, Kant stretched out his hand and handed the [Enemy Deterrence] to Fatis.

"You can use this." Kant Dao.

"Thank you very much, Lord Kant." Fatis nodded, and did not refuse, and directly reached out to take the mighty banner of the golden lion on a red background, which is called making the best use of things.

The 500-meter range of influence is actually not very large.

Kant stood on the sand dunes and waited for Fatis to rush down with the Swadian heavy cavalry, and the area of influence was close to the border.

In order to win, Fatis will not shirk.

At the same time, on Kant's retina, a dialog box pops up.

【Ding... Temporary Task Release]

[Temporary Mission: Capture the Salt Mine]

[Reward: 10 dromedary camels×]

[Introduction: This is a saline land formed by the drying up of the lake, a precious material given to the desert by God, and it is also a precious treasure given to you, and now you intend to seize it in the hands of the gnolls. 】

Sure enough, it was a temporary task for the system.

Kant was already familiar with this kind of task, and it felt like a link of tasks.

There is a professional term, running ring.

Shaking his head slightly, Kant couldn't help but chuckle, whatever, as long as you can get a reward, it's fine.

Now I am still too weak.

The sound of fighting came.

Kant looked down at the edge of the salt mine at the bottom of the dunes.

30 jackals wearing chain mail wanted to block 46 heavy cavalry with men and horses in full armor, which was tantamount to a praying mantis blocking the car, easily stabbed through the body by a 3-meter spear, and were stabbed to death on the saline ground.

The standard equipment of the Svadia heavy cavalry is not only the chain mail worn all over the body, but also the 3-meter sharp spear when charging.

After dealing with those gnolls in armor, the gnolls holding long wooden poles did not dare to continue to resist.

[The Might of the Enemy] emitted a circle of waves.

Fear and cowardice appeared in the hearts of these gnolls, directly causing their morale to collapse, turn around and start to flee.

But soon, all the heavy cavalry who were scattered were stabbed to death in the sand.

"Let's go, let's go."

Kant spoke, and rode his horse slowly down the hill.

Behind him, the Swadian light infantrymen, armed with fan shields and Germanic swords, cautiously guarded him, striding away and following briskly.

【Ding... Through your tireless efforts, the enemy was routed. 】

[Temporary Mission: "Capture the Salt Mine" completed.] 】

【Rewards: 10 dromedary camels×]

[Introduction: Salt is an indispensable condiment in life, but it is also a luxury that can only be possessed in aristocratic banquets. The material representation of this white flower is the wealth that makes people cook. Now, it's yours. 】

A system dialog box pops up.

Kant swept the introduction on the retina, and a card representing 10 dromedaries came to mind.

This reward is not bad.

Kant expressed his relief, after all, the most efficient means of transportation in the desert, or the most reliable means of carrying goods, are these camels, known as the ships of the desert.

Especially these dromedary camels.

On Earth, these dromedaries were used as a means of transport, and they were instrumental in the transportation of caravans across the vast sandy sea.

The desert denies the survival of many livestock.

But not for camels.

Resistant to thirst, heat, cold, and sandstorms, all of which are the advantages of camels.

For Kant, with the presence of these 10 camels, it would be much easier to transport goods in the desert in the future, much more powerful than horses and carriages, which were more suitable for the plains.

Walk down the dunes.

Kant Zema continued to move forward.

The edges of the saline ground still smell of blood.

Even the heavy cavalry riding over around them had a lot of blood splashed on their bodies.

They made a charge over the sand dunes and directly killed the 30 gnolls who dared to resist, and these blood were not filthy, but a medal to boast about.

But Kant didn't speak.

Five Svadian heavy cavalry on foot approached, followed by Fatis.

"Lord Kant, capture it alive." Fatis opened his mouth to report.

Kant tilted his head slightly.

The strange gnolls I had seen on the dunes before were walking behind Fatis with his head bowed.

The action is very honest, unlike the jackals that Kant had captured before.

Perhaps this is due to the fact that the five heavy cavalry who followed on foot had already taken off the mace hanging from their waists, and they could hold it in their hands at any time to smash the head of the jackal and burst their brains.

"Good job."

Kant praised Fatis by a word.

Then he looked at the gnoll man in a linen robe and behaved strangely, and asked with a little interest, "Hey, do you know the lingua franca of mankind?" ”

"Of course." The jackal in front of him raised his head slightly, and then lowered his head: "I understand something." ”

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