Chapter 148. Returning scout cavalry

Hearing his nephew's words, the caravan leader Qiao Celin was stunned: "A gnolll who can't discern value? ”

In his impression, he didn't know about the existence of high-level gnolls.

"It's a high-ranking gnoll."

Manid, who was next to him, explained: "That's right, we have recently captured a new group of gnolls, they have their own civilization and wisdom, and they know the human language, except that they are similar to the gnolls, but in fact they are no different from us humans, and even have their own kingdom, so they call themselves high gnolls." ”

"High Gnoll." The leader of the caravan, Jocelyn, bowed his head slightly.

"That's right." Kant also nodded.

"That's right." After a moment of contemplation, Jocelyn asked, "Lord Kant, what is the difference between the strength, physical strength, and endurance of these high-level gnolls and those who were like beggars before?" ”

"There is no difference."

Kant replied, thought about it, and shrugged his shoulders and said, "Maybe it's better because the nutrition is enough." ”

"I see." Jocelyn nodded, still pondering for a moment, but raised his head directly, with a smile on his face: "Since this is the case, then these slaves will definitely be more popular, I will buy them at a price of 50 dinars per person, if Lord Kant you can provide such high-quality slaves for a long time, then I am also willing to maintain the slave trade for a long time." ”

This is an affirmative answer.

Kant smiled and nodded: "There is no problem at all, I have never been short of prisoners." ”

Far from being lacking, there will be a lot of them.

The low-level gnolls in the Naren Desert have almost been captured, and the rest can only go to the Sanwaya Mountains, which has a complex environment, and the difficulty, cost, and time have increased a lot.

But a new source of slavery is back.

It was the Greymane Kingdom Expeditionary Force from the coast of Mannheim, through the Naren Desert.

is also a strong and good gnolloll who is good at patience.

These intelligent high-level gnolls are definitely more popular with mine owners than those beastly low-level gnolls!

"Let's trade first."

Kant smiled and said to Jocelyn, "It's a pleasure to work together. ”

"It's a pleasure." Jocelyn stood up and stroked his chest and saluted, heartily approving.

For him, Kant, who does not have too many aristocratic shelves, is very easy to get along with, and does not think anything wrong about his caravan, he is completely a benevolent lord, which makes people extremely admired and respected in their hearts.

The 62,880 dinars of the low-class gnolls arrived.

The 14,650 dinars of the High Jackal were also received.

A total of 77,530 dinars.

With a difference of 3,000, the dinar will be close to 80,000, and if there is a difference of 30,000, the dinar will be able to enter the 100,000 mark!

At this moment, Kant finally understood why on the Atlantic Ocean of the earth, countless black slave trading ships were frantically transporting black slaves, maintaining this black slave trade route composed of slaves' blood, tears and corpses for nearly two hundred years.

Because the slave trade was really too lucrative!

And the windfall profits of the high-level gnolls made Kant even more frightened.

2000+ low-grade gnolls were sold for more than 60,000 dinars.

The high-ranking gnolls, who were less than 300 people, directly bought close to fifteen thousand dinars.

Profits on both sides are not on the same line.

But for Kant, both high and low, it was his gnoll captive, which brought him plenty of dinars and solved his dilemma, which he was now depleted of oil and dinars in dire need.

The fish white in the sky gradually brightened.

Sunlight appears in the Narun Desert.

The air, which was still cold, also quickly recovered, and the Naren Desert became warmer as a whole.

The captives were filled into the three wagons in turn.

Almost like an artifact, all the 2300+ gnolls are stuffed into it, as if it is a world of its own.

Jocelyn's nephew didn't wait long, and after breakfast, he led the team out of the Sentry Oasis, taking these gnolls slaves with them, and marched towards Zhivadin, where they were sold to the snowy iron ore owners who were in desperate need of slaves.

Reselling, although the bulk of the profit will go to the nobles of Zhivadin, they can also make a small fortune.

The sentry oasis continues to be calm and rigorous.

Manid continued to purchase large quantities of grain from the caravan, mostly shelf-stable grains and air-dried meat.

This is a plan made in advance.

The next war does not know how long it will last, and it may have to be besieged by the enemy, so sufficient food and water must be guaranteed.

There is no shortage of water, the sentry oasis is naturally not lacking.

The spring behind the Consulate Hall is bubbling up every day.

The most important thing is food.

As the number of personnel increases and the quality of the class increases, so does the need for food.

It's like the Swadia militia.

Once as a farmer, I used to eat two slices of bread, one piece of air-dried meat, and a bowl of thick soup every day.

Instead, I eat four slices of bread, two pieces of air-dried meat, half a sausage, two bowls of soup, and perhaps some fresh roasted antelope meat, in order to replenish the physical strength expended during daily training and patrols.

Everything is prepared for war.

Time goes on.

Kant stood at the top of the city wall and looked in the direction of the Sanwaya Mountains.

There was a little doubt on his face.

Because the desert antelope, which was supposed to arrive at the end of the month, became quite rare, as if it was known that there would be a war here, and at the end of the month and the beginning of the month, there were only four or five small waves of migration.

The overall number is less than 2,000, which is much less than the desert antelopes that were tens of thousands at the beginning.

"But that's fine."

Kant turned his head to look at the north side of the desert.

The doubts on his face disappeared slightly, and his face became serious.

These desert antelopes didn't appear too much, so it wasn't a big deal for him, after all, those antelope skins and antelope meat, the sentry oasis didn't really need these supplies, it was dispensable.

And still as before, a huge number of desert antelopes into the depths of the desert, but he will be in a hurry.

The Greymane Kingdom's expeditionary force is coming.

It would be ridiculous if these desert antelopes became the supply of those jackals, and after the cruel trek of the Naren Desert, the ready-made antelope blood and antelope meat became the food to ensure their physical strength.

But Kant's eyes suddenly looked to the north side.

Squinted slightly.

He seemed to spot several small black dots, and was speeding towards the top of the dune.

"It's the desert bandits we sent out!"

The Livingston Ranger behind him had a better look in his eyes.

Looking at the 10 small black dots in the north, they raised the heavy bows in their hands and reported to Kant in a quick voice: "Lord Lord, these desert bandits in charge of reconnaissance are back!" ”

"yes." Kant squinted.

These are the 10 desert bandits he personally ordered to be sent.

Of course, he understood what the return of the 10 light cavalry who had been scouting at the natural salt mine represented.

Clenching his fists slightly, Kant ordered in a deep voice: "Let those 10 desert bandits go to the Consulate, and at the same time go to Fatis and Manid, and tell them that I will summon them in the Consulate." ”

"Understood." The Svadian infantry, who was following them, immediately responded and turned to deliver the message.

This is an emergency!

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