With the undead cavalry directly entering the vicinity of the sentry oasis, the war began once and for all.

Kant's control of the Sentry Oasis and his hegemony over the Narun Desert have been most directly challenged by this group of undead who originated from ancient times and were transformed by the blood of the gods.

The resurrected dead want to return to their former prosperity.

And Kant in this world.

It will not be so easy to hand over the "Drehem" Castle that he has endured and put his heart and soul into building.

In fact, the undead were right, and now Kant is indeed enjoying the legacy of the gods of yesteryear, borrowing the solar disc of the sun god to block the undead's attempts to invade deeply.

The gold-cast solar disc is enormous.

The golden light hangs 50 meters above it, like a new round of sun!

Positive energy is converging.

Divine elements are in it.

It is the solar disc that brings an incomparable force that circulates in the land of the sentry oasis, absorbing the scorching heat of the day, dispelling the cold of the night, balancing the temperature of the area, and bringing natural prosperity.

The sentry oasis has entered martial law mode, and teams of desert bandits have been released and scattered to investigate.

But nothing was found.

Under the meticulous patrol net of the desert bandits, the undead cavalry really retreated.

The trail of a horse's hooves trampled was clearly scattered in the desert, clearly showing the traces of the skeleton cavalry and the death knights, and along this trace, it was impossible to touch their lair.

But Kant did not agree to the proposal to pursue and investigate deeply.

Instead, they demanded martial law throughout the fort.

Even when the civilians went out and wanted to take care of the date palm trees and farmland in the outside world, they would send light cavalry to scatter and take the lead in reconnoitring the circle, and only after making sure that there was no problem would the civilians leave the city in batches.

Including the weekly salt trade at the central station, the caravans' outings were also guarded.

Everything is treated with the utmost care.

At the same time, there are also rioters.

A week has passed, and the troops at the training ground have returned from training.

On the city wall, Svadia light infantry in chain mail had already appeared on it, carrying spears on their shoulders, Germanic swords at their waists, and fan shields on their backs, with grim faces.

This includes Svadian crossbowmen wearing iron-clad armor and wielding crossbows.

These are all level 3 soldiers.

In a short period of time, the vacancy in the defense of the castle of "Drehem" was filled very quickly.

After all, the cavalry of the undead had already touched the sentry oasis, and although they did not directly attack and destroy due to the existence of the solar disk, once the regular army of the undead arrived here, the battle situation would definitely be even more tragic!

During this week, the call-up and training did not stop.

The force is still being expanded rapidly.

Kant was absolutely cautious about the undead who hid in the depths of the Narun Desert and wanted to expand outward.

The lion fights the rabbit with all his might.

What's more, even after solving the threat of the undead, Kant still needs to continue to plot the Lion Principality, and he also needs absolute force to rely on, and a strong and elite army that is enough to shake any enemy is the safest reliance!

On the 6th floor of the Consulate Hall, inside Kant's exclusive room.

He's still resting.

It's early in the morning, and it's just getting dark.

The right temperature allowed Kant to sleep comfortably, covered with a light layer of cashmere blanket, and the specially installed heating fireplace in the room, it was as warm as early summer.

A week passed, and he was also tired for a week.

I've just had a good night's sleep now.

However, the routine and rest time he has developed in recent days has made him wake up at the same time.

"Uhh

It was warm in the room, and he lifted the blanket and got out of bed in his pajamas.

I went to the table and poured myself a glass of water.

Inside was sweet water with date sugar and still warm, which the servants would change every once in a while to ensure that Kant had access to it at all times and remained warm at all times.

"Almost, finally able to stop for a while."

Kant drank sweet water and came to the window.

Open a few gaps.

The cool air penetrated in, but it lifted Kant's spirits even more.

From a height of 50 meters overhead, the huge cast gold disc with a diameter of 20 meters is releasing a faint golden glow, even if the moon has disappeared at dawn, it also makes the enveloped area appear bright light.

It's like a king-size night light, or a soft version, the kind that doesn't hurt the eyes.

The interior of the castle is clearly visible.

The civilians had all gotten up at this time, and they were walking around the street in twos and threes with farm tools in hand, their steps were very fast, and they seemed to be in a hurry, as if they were in a hurry.

The same goes for the caravans that had just finished loading salt and were about to leave the castle for trade at the inn.

It's all in a hurry, and it's fast.

Kant understood this.

The castle of "Drehem" has entered a state of lockdown, except for the people who work daily and trade, everyone else stays quietly in their homes, waiting for the arrangement of the troops.

At the same time, some civilians were formed into teams to learn how to defend the city.

Just the simplest job, of course.

That is to carry some various military supplies, such as shields and arrows, wood and stones, or help to clean the city walls, clean the arrow towers, and ensure that there are no obstacles or debris that will affect the performance of the defending troops in wartime.

In this regard, the Svadian civilians who have experienced a long time of chaos are accustomed to these tasks, and even take up arms to withstand certain key positions, slightly parry the attack of enemy troops, and delay the time of being captured.

If they are directly upgraded to the militia and directly instilled with the fighting skills and experience of various militias, the combat ability of these civilians will be greatly enhanced.

But the real battle still relies on those elite soldiers.

Castle room.

Swadia light infantry are forming patrols and patrolling the streets and lanes.

Crossbowmen and archers occupy the city walls, standing on square towers and arrow towers, staring coldly at the periphery of the area where they are stationed, vigilantly watching the depths of the desert for any suspicious targets.

And in the barracks, the knights and the heavy cavalry were waiting, wiping the weapons in their hands.

Outside the castle.

The Mamluks, who are good at desert warfare, are patrolling in small detachments.

The date palm groves and all the farmlands, including the pastures, patrolled vigilantly, carrying iron rods in both hands, a round steel shield on his left arm, and indifferent eyes under the all-covered Salander chain mail helmet.

They are also waiting.

Wait for the desert bandits who have scattered outside the sentry oasis to report all kinds of information back at all times!