Time passed.

But the guards of the sentry oasis did not relax in the slightest.

The 40 Salander riders, with 40 elite desert bandits and 50 desert bandits, like stars scattered in the sky, routinely began patrolling the north side of the Naren Desert in a scattered formation.

A large number of light cavalry dispersed, and the reconnaissance was quite careful.

But after reconnaissance of the cone-shaped range.

The 10 desert cavalry did not return like the other light horsemen, but continued to ride their horses along the ridge line at the top of the dunes, towards the depths of the desert.

Right on horseback, food and water are well prepared to last a week.

They're going to the natural salt mines.

According to the description of the captive high-ranking jackals, their route of march was from the depths of the Naren Desert, through this white-flowered saline land, and finally to the salt extraction site south of the salt mine, which was considered to have really come to the south of the Naren Desert.

According to the plan, the area where the salt ore is mined will be stationed to receive the team.

And these 300 gnoll pirates will also use force to brazenly seize control of the low-level gnoll tribe.

Then lead the troops to continue to occupy the sentry oasis.

In the shortest possible time, establish an outpost of the expeditionary force, and then attack the solid stone pass in the gap in the canyon of the Sanwaya Mountains, successfully enter the territory of the human kingdom and plunder, and create a colony dominated by jackals.

Sounds like a perfect plan.

It's just that whether it can succeed or not is not up to the expeditionary forces of these Greymane Kingdoms to decide.

Kant, who regards the Narun Desert as his own territory, will not obediently cooperate.

Not for the sake of the human nations.

Not even for the lion principality of Grand Duke Cameron.

Just for yourself.

Nor would Kant have made the strategic ideas of these gnolls a reality.

Therefore, these 10 desert bandits were sent by him to the natural salt mine to reconnoitre, to detect the arrival of the Graymane Kingdom Expeditionary Force first, and with the help of the light cavalry's own high mobility ability, this information was transmitted back to the sentry oasis in the shortest possible time, ensuring that Kant and Fatis could prepare as soon as possible. It can't be a ridiculous oolong incident like last time.

Even now.

Kant felt quite distressed when he thought of the five acres of date palm groves that had been completely cut down.

But it's irretrievable.

According to the calculation of time, there will not be ten days for the expeditionary force of the Greymane Kingdom to reach the Naren Desert.

When the time comes, these date groves will also have to be cut down.

"It's a pity indeed."

Kant stood at the top of the Consulate and looked at the bare sandy land on the north side, where bare wooden stakes were neatly arranged, and he could still think of the lush woods before.

Today, all that remains are wooden piles and canals flowing with lake water, and you can vaguely recall the lush past.

However, inside the fortress of "Drehem", it is heavily armed.

100 Vegia archers have been stationed in the four walls and turrets, along with 50 Svadian crossbowmen at the attic windows of the walls, and 20 Ravenston rangers at the top of the Consulate, to form the current ranged defensive firepower.

This is the first rain of arrows to deal damage to the enemy.

The 50 Swadia infantrymen in heavy armor stood in the shadows of the eaves with cold faces in their thick fan shields, and their eyes under the flat helmets were also cold.

Surrounded by the 500 Swadia militia on standby, ready to take orders.

Holding a hunting crossbow that is not very powerful, but can still deal damage, he looks indifferently ahead.

Their task is very important.

Because not far away, under the city wall, there are countless prisoner camps built haphazardly with tents, and nearly 2000+ numbers of gnolls are living inside.

Although I am now dizzy from hunger, it is difficult to stand up and walk.

But with such a large number of people, it is definitely a threat to really riot.

Even the heavy cavalry not far away were secretly on guard.

10 Swadia knights wearing double-layer heavy chain armor and leading the top Swadia war horses that are also equipped with heavy full-cover chain mail, with extremely burly figures and 2 meters tall, are carrying knightly swords, carrying kite-shaped knightly shields, and holding heavy knightly spears, slowly strolling on the training ground.

Behind him were 5 Mamluks from the Kingdom of Saland.

and 87 Swadia heavy cavalrymen of very similar equipment, with men and horses and heavy armor, of the same origin.

This is the heavy cavalry force that Kant is currently focusing on.

And the hussars who had already dispersed to patrol.

For example, 40 should actually be defined as heavy cavalry, but the victory is over the more mobile Salander riders.

and 40 Elite Desert Bandits, and 50 Desert Bandits.

"That's what I'm confident about."

With a smile on his lips, Kant stood at the top of the Consulate and couldn't help but exhale softly.

Regime comes out of the barrel of a gun.

This world of the jungle is also a big fist, which is justice.

It's all well arranged.

At the top of the sand dunes at the natural salt mine, 10 desert bandits have also set up tents, always on guard, constantly looking into the distance, looking for possible enemy troops.

Thanks to the last siege of the gnolls.

Most of the low-level gnolls in this place have been captured.

Even if there were a small number of low-level gnolls who escaped from the rout, in the face of these ferocious desert bandits, even forty or fifty, they would be chased and slaughtered by these ten light horsemen with scimitars, and slaughtered in this saline land.

The low-level gnolls, who had already been frightened, did not dare to face the human cavalry at all.

It is in this dangerous calm that the week is coming to an end.

The night covers the sky.

In the bright stars and white moonlight, the early hours of the night are spent in the middle of the night.

It's already a new week, a new January.

At the top of the sand dunes of the natural salt mine, the two desert robbers who were in charge of keeping watch at night had just finished feeding themselves and their comrades-in-arms the desert horses with fodder and water for the night, twisting their slightly stiff waists and chatting about relaxed topics while looking at the desert to the north.

At a casual glance, they seemed to notice a faint dark shadow on the horizon.

Rubbing his eyes.

The two of them lifted their spirits and looked again.

But his originally relaxed face instantly stiffened, and he turned his head into his tent with great seriousness, and kicked up all his comrades who had just fallen asleep and were not yet asleep: "The enemy is coming!" ”

The other 8 desert bandits woke up suddenly.

They all got up in the bunker and went outside the tent to stare into the distance to the north.

It's in the depths of the night.

A long black snake is stretching crookedly, although the starry night and moonlight are not real, but these robbers who have lived in the desert for more than 20 years, how can they not distinguish, this is the long snake formation that the troops are accustomed to marching!

I thought of the command that Lord Kant had given him when he came.

The 10 desert robbers immediately packed up their tents, got on their horses, and ran south in a puff of smoke.

They need to report this important information quickly.

The Expeditionary Force of the Greymane Kingdom...

Here it comes! [.]