Kant rode his horse and led the team to the Sanwaya Mountains.

But he didn't go too far, and the sound of horses' hooves behind him was loud, and when he turned his head to look, it was the 7 mage apprentices.

They were all young scholar-type mages, so their riding skills were poor, and they hung crookedly on the saddle as the horses ran under their hips, and they had to hold the horse's neck with both hands to stabilize their figures, and they looked very pitiful.

"Slow down." Kant pulled the reins a little and shouted.

Then he turned his horse's head and almost reprimanded the seven mage apprentices who had caught up: "Why did you come with you, do you know that we are going to the Sanwaya Mountains, which is more dangerous and not a place for you to go." ”

The combat ability of the mage's apprentice is currently inferior to that of the Vecchia archers.

Although the spell is more powerful.

But their cast range and number of spells are pitifully small.

In addition, their own strength is poor, and their melee combat skills have not been learned, which means that after 10 spells a day, these mage apprentices wearing thin mage robes and holding wooden staff are no different from ordinary civilians.

No, there is still a difference.

At the very least, the Swadian peasants will use sharpened scythes to resist like trapped beasts!

Much better than these mage apprentices who only have sticks.

"It's dangerous there, it's not that I'm trying to belittle your fighting power."

Kant spoke very directly, dissuading them: "You are still the most basic apprentices, and it is very dangerous to face the demonized creatures that appear in the Sanwaya Mountains. After a pause, Kant still sighed lightly: "If you can become a mage, have more spell casting, stronger destruction spells, and mysterious summoning spells, maybe I can take you there." ”

He has mastered the extraordinary power of these 7 mage apprentices, and if he loses in the dangerous ruins like this, it is obviously not worth the loss, because this is not a military training, but a death.

"Your Lord."

With determination in their eyes, the seven mage apprentices clenched the staff in their hands and said solemnly: "We are not afraid of life and death, please let us join your team and make up for the mistakes we have made!" ”

The mage apprentice at the head also bowed his head in shame and said, "We think we have to grow up quickly. ”

"That's it." Kant frowned.

Turning his head and sweeping over the 188 Swadian heavy cavalry beside him.

He found that although these heavy cavalry had calm faces, they still looked at these 7 mage apprentices, and there was still a little contempt between their eyebrows, obviously they didn't take these mage apprentices with mysterious elemental power in their eyes, and deep down, they were not willing to let them join their battle sequence.

It's no wonder that the real battlefield is always a cruel hell, a bloody killing field.

These mage apprentices, who seemed to be in castles and colleges, were not fit to fight with them, as no one would stay behind to protect them when the heavy cavalry charged.

"Please allow us to join, my lord."

The mage apprentices bowed their heads respectfully, but their tone was very accurate: "In the tradition of the Einface Empire, there has never been a mage who is afraid of war, although we are the most basic apprentices, we still have a heart that is not afraid of life and death. ”

"Okay." Kant finally nodded his head in agreement with the demands they expressed.

That's true.

The Mage Apprentice is the same as the other classes, and it is very difficult to upgrade to a mage without going through war.

If you look at the mages who are all about 45 years old, you can know that the study of spells is no less than the study of mathematics and physics on the earth, and as for the stronger archmages, they have already turned white, and there are many people who are 60 or 70 years old.

If you really let these mage apprentices study and explore carefully, it will be too slow to level up.

Kant could not afford to wait for decades of penance.

Taking a deep breath, he turned his head and solemnly reminded the apprentices: "We will be safe all the way, but when we reach the village of Aaron in the Sanwaya Mountains, remember, you must be protected by the melee class, otherwise there will be casualties, and I will lower your evaluation in the future!" ”

"Understood!"

The mage apprentices nodded solemnly with joy on their faces.

"Let's go." Without further ado, Kant turned his horse's head and continued to lead the team forward.

The horses' hooves make a dull sound when they trample on the sand.

Occasionally, there is a little rumbling thunder because of the steadfastness.

The medium-sized ranks of heavy cavalry marched in groups, men and horses all dressed in heavy chain mail, and the outside was covered with linen covers, and after the sandstorm, a breeze blew to raise their cloth covers, rolling up a few grains of sand, and looking majestic!

The spears of these cavalrymen were armed with triangular flags tied to the tops.

It's a golden lion on a red background.

Even the shield has it.

This is a status symbol, representing that they are all subordinate to Kant and are a unified army.

Moreover, in order to deal with the so-called ancient passage in the ruins, Kant also brought [Enemy Deterrence] and [Command Might], and the quadrangular banner was raised high, fluttering in the wind in the hands of the cavalry next to him.

The horn was also pinned to Kant's waist and could be drawn and blown at any time.

In addition to the [Order of the Lion Knights], Kant has brought out all the war curiosities in his family.

He attaches great importance to the special tasks of the system.

Perhaps the inside story is related to the lost city of the mythological era, the holy city made of gold, and he can't afford to be sloppy and deal with it with all his might.

For he had seen the resurrected Sun Maiden in the golden coffin.

The delicate face still came to his mind.

and the indifference and ruthlessness of his eyes to him and ordinary humans in the eyes forged like gold.

Kant didn't think that if something really went wrong, or if the bloodlines of the gods who had been hidden and sleeping in the mythological era woke up, they would hypocritically seek justice with him, forget their former honor, and rule this new world together with the human beings who were slaves in the ancient mythological era.

It may be possible to compromise for the time being, but it is impossible to completely abandon the past honor and merge with humanity to form a new power, unless humanity is willing to become their slave again.

But herein lies the problem.

Kant didn't want to be a slave, he was always trying to get rid of slavery and bondage.

Why can the bloodlines of the gods of the ancient mythological era enslave mankind again, turn Kant into slaves as well, maybe because of his strength, and become the best among slaves, but still slaves!

Kant will not appoint, he will definitely rebel!

These troops and war monsters are Kant's preparations, if he encounters the bloodline of the gods again, he will still give the order to kill without hesitation, so that they who are already behind the times can see who is talking now, who can decide the life and death of the other party!

………………

The whole cavalry marched, and the speed was very fast.

Thanks to the system, the heavy cavalry is much less restrictive in the desert environment.

At least you don't need to worry about the soft sand layer that can sink into the horse's calf.

Just past the horse's hooves, the horseshoe at the bottom is like stepping on a hard layer of sand, leading the riders on the straddle to move forward quickly to avoid falling into the sand, and then pull out the extra physical strength and time consumed.

Even the patience for the heat of the weather and the weight bearing have also been blessed by the system.

It's not as unbearable as the real world.

For example, the riders wear a full set of chain mail, and the Swadia military horses under their crotch are also wearing war horse chain mail, as well as the weapons, equipment and materials they are carrying, all of which can be maintained for a long time after being blessed by the system.

If the heavy cavalry of the Duchy of Lion saw it, their eyes would probably fall off.

After all, this is against common sense in physics.

Of course, this is a blessing that appeared after the system merged with the rules of this world.

The golden finger that belongs to Kant.

After a day and a night, the slightly undulating sand dunes are replaced by flat desert plains.

In the distance, in the middle of the desert, a small two-story building stands prominently.

It was Kant's post station.

Although it was daytime, I could vaguely see many caravans leading horses to arrive or leave, and merchants wearing sunshade hoods and linen robes were coming and going, and their movements were very fast.

Occasionally, caravan guards armed with swords can even be seen confronting each other over trivial matters.

But you can't fight.

Inside the inn, the Swadian militiamen, armed with heavy spears and dressed in iron armor, came out, although they were alone, they were not afraid at all, and seemed to reprimand loudly, separating the caravan guards.

If there is a slight stalemate, even his words will not work, with a whistling, there are 10 burly Salander riders in the post station walked out, wearing Salander chain armor, holding a horse whip, and came over with a fierce whip, and those who dared to resist immediately pulled out their Salander swords, and used superb hand-to-hand combat skills to let this group of caravan guards know who is the boss here.

"Not bad." Kant looked at it from a distance and nodded in satisfaction.

Although it was only one day, Rolf, who had come here in advance, had already taken care of the post station in good order.

Let the villain manage the caravan, and with the cunning of the nobles, Rolf's appointment is very correct, for this strong man who seems to have a bit of aristocratic demeanor, those merchants will understand in the fastest time, this is the real bastard villain who does not eat oil and salt, soft and hard!

The most important thing is not to offend this guy, because the cavalry team of nearly 200 people can watch them in the post station, and any abnormal situation will make this villain turn into a demon, and they will not even be left with slag!

They believed that this guy would dare to slaughter their caravan and rob them of the big silver coins they had brought.

You can see it by looking at the lawless bandit temperament!

"Your Lord!"

Just as Kant looked at the post station in the distance, the heavy cavalry next to him reminded: "Someone is coming." ”

Kant turned his head, and behind the sand dunes not far away, five desert robbers were galloping over, and when they saw the flag fluttering in the wind, the golden lion on a red background, they hurriedly turned over and dismounted, half-knelt on the ground and saluted respectfully: "My lord, it is really surprising to see you here." ”