Chapter 228. The impact of sandstorms

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"Get up." Kant rode on his horse and stretched out his hand to help: "There is no need for so much etiquette. ”

These are trustworthy hussars.

At the same time, Kant's eyes swept over their bodies, the linen robe on the outside and the leather armor on the inside were dirty, and there were grains of sand in the hair, and they looked like they were embarrassed.

Frowning slightly, Kant asked, "The sandstorm continues here?" ”

"Yes." The desert robbers nodded apprehensively: "It lasted all night, and it ended early in the morning." ”

"What about the loss on the post station." Kant asked with a frown.

"Thankfully, before the sandstorm arrived, we all went back to the post house and blocked the doors and windows with planks and blankets, without any loss." The desert robbers replied.

"That's good." Kant nodded.

The desert bandits are all Salanders, the same race in the desert.

They know how to deal with the terrifying sandstorms in the desert.

However, these desert bandits still shrugged their shoulders and said with some schadenfreude: "Those spy caravans that came to our post station to inquire about the situation have suffered heavy losses, there were originally more than 40 caravans, and there are still more than 30 caravans left after the sandstorm, and other caravans that dare to go deep into the desert or have no sand dunes to hide, it is estimated that many of them are buried alive in the sand." ”

"Yes, they did lose a lot." Another desert bandit added: "It is said that the patrol team that went south in the early morning saved more than 30 lucky people who survived in the sand, but found more corpses." ”

"That's right." Kant nodded.

The wind swept across the desert, carrying a huge amount of sand at a terrifying speed.

Even those who are prepared will not be able to survive in the sandstorm in the desert without shelter, not to mention the merchants of these unprepared lion principalities, the heavy losses are only for everyone.

There are some unlucky guys, who are probably completely wiped out in this raging sandstorm.

"That's bad news."

Kant shook his head and said casually.

It is a feeling of compassion for the fragility of life.

However, next to them, the 7 mage apprentices lowered their heads, and their faces were even more ashamed.

The reason for this terrifying sandstorm is not that they are not proficient in learning, and they have not yet mastered this kind of advanced magic experiment, but they want to show their knowledge in front of the lord Kant, and finally cause such a bad consequence, which really makes them ashamed and guilty.

Not the guilt of these buried caravans, but the guilt of causing trouble to Lord Kant, who was loyal to Kant and had no mercy for the other natives of this world.

Scholars are sometimes cold and cruel, let alone mages who have mastered the mysteries of the world.

"Let's keep walking."

Kant tapped the horse's belly and motioned for the horse to step forward.

But the direction is not the station.

"Lord, aren't you going to go to the inn for a break?" The desert robbers were a little surprised, and hurriedly comforted: "The sandstorm has just passed, and now there is still wind, I don't know if it will still appear, for safety reasons, you go to the post station for a while, wait for the wind to stop, and then set off after making sure that the weather is not abnormal." ”

"No, there may not be any more sandstorms in the near future."

Kant shook his head and vetoed their proposal.

He had planned to go quickly to the village of "Aaron" in the Sanwaya Mountains, and did not plan to rest at the inn.

Because the man at the post station has many eyes.

If those caravan spies find out that he is leading a team and is not going to a solid stone pass, then there will be trouble, after all, the village of "Aaron" hidden in the Sanwaya Mountains is his second base, which is a more important key node than the "Deherim" castle, and the agricultural center in the future!

In order to ensure that his march was concealed and to prevent the village of "Aaron" from being exposed, Kant did not intend to enter the inn, but instead told the desert robbers: "Tell Rolf to strengthen his guard in the near future." ”

"Yes, my lord!"

When the desert robbers saw that Kant had made up their minds, they nodded respectfully and watched the heavy cavalry leave.

The surrounding dunes are also dotted with patrols of other desert bandits.

When I often see Kant, I respectfully dismount and half-kneel and salute.

The patrol near the post station was very tight, at least when Kant waved his hand to signal them to continue patrolling, he did not find any caravan spies, and the march was very quiet and hidden.

Obviously, under the blows of these patrols, those spy caravans with ghost fetuses are really gone.

If you don't listen to advice, you still go deeper.

These desert bandits don't hold their hands.

Kant gave Rolf a lot of power, and he left life and death to his own control.

This represented a full decentralization of military power to Rolf.

When encountering any caravan that relies on the strength of the backing, dares to draw its sword and resists stubbornly, or insists on going its own way, Rolf will not hesitate to give the order to attack.

With a few rounds of javelin rain after the rain, plus a round of gun charges, basically these caravans who dared to ignore his warnings were all turned into corpses, and they didn't know how to converge, so they were thrown in the desert at will, warning those caravans who dared to continue to move forward, what kind of killing they would face if they went on next.

In the earthy sand, these corpses are very abrupt, and they can be seen from a long distance.

Kant: They move on.

The supplies were well prepared in advance.

For example, drinking water is 5 days' worth per person, including the drinking water of the war horse under the crotch.

The water bladder alone occupies most of the space in the backpacks on both sides of the war horse, and as for ordinary food, it is easy, after all, it is impossible to eat too much during the long journey, so as not to have gastrointestinal problems.

Continue to travel day and night, resting only in the cold late night and the scorching midday sun.

Finally, at dusk on the 4th day, we approached the outskirts of the Sanwaya Mountains.

Soon found the way into the mountain, where five desert bandits set up makeshift tents to guard the entrance.

They are heralds.

The five desert bandits who previously conveyed the information of the village of "Aaron" were from their team.

"Your Lord."

Seeing Kant and their brigade coming, they immediately rode out, saluted respectfully, and said with a little excitement on their faces: "It's really exciting, in the key stone, you are finally here." ”

"How's the situation in the village?" Kant asked dryly.

"Fortunately, the pressure is not too great."

The desert bandit replied equally quickly: "Bandak and Mr. James have personally led the team to contain the demonic creatures in the ruins, and there is no sign of spreading, but yesterday's situation said that more demonic creatures began to appear in the depths of the ancient passage, causing some casualties to the garrison troops." ”

"The situation is in crisis." Kant frowned, and said with a solemn face: "I know." At the same time, he turned his head and beckoned to the heavy cavalry behind him: "Let's enter the mountains, hurry up!" ”

"Yes!" The Svadian heavy cavalry behind them replied in a deep voice.

Although the desert bandits are light-hearted, they can still sense the growing danger among them.

The defenders are in dire need of reinforcements!

The roaring horses' hooves trampled on the solid mountain soil, and all of them entered the pre-built paved road, and made their way to the village of "Aaron" deep in the mountains at a faster speed.

The number of defenders in Aaron as a whole was not large.

Aside from the 10-man Ravenston Ranger per week, those Rhodok upgrades alone can't satisfy too many battles.

Class upgrades also incur battle damage.

Even 20 low-level Rhodoks can be reached to have 3 Rhodok senior spearmen upgraded.

As for the top-level Sergeant Rhodok, it was even more tragic.

Without the piles of Rhodok people upgrading layer by layer, it is absolutely impossible to pave the way with life, it is absolutely impossible to have too much, even if he comes to this world, Kant has other troops to cooperate, and the attrition ratio required for upgrading is a little ugly.

This is reflected in the upgrade of the Kingdom of Svadia.

After the bloody battles of more than 3,000 people, after all kinds of tragic battles, there were finally less than 500 people of the 4th and 5th level troops.

"Boom, boom, boomβ€”"

The sound of horses' hooves pounded wildly on the paved road.

Immanuel Kant rode his horse and led heavy cavalry and mage apprentices in a blistering gallop along the riverside road.

The flow of the creek next to it has been reduced by almost half.

I understand the reason for the decrease in the amount of water in the small river due to the information reported by the desert bandits, which is why the amount of water poured into the underground river in the ruins has decreased.

However, Kant was also slightly glad in his heart that he did not establish a small fishery here.

If it is built here, it is estimated that as the amount of water drops, a large number of fish raised in the fishery will die.

Or the springs or lakes you get from the lottery work.

Relying solely on the nature of this world is too random, and it is not necessary that there will be errors.

In the future, the village of "Aaron" will be the center of agriculture and planting and breeding, and it must not be careless.

Soon to the bottom of the mountain.

The water that had gushed out in large quantities at the cracks in the mountain, like a fountain, had lost its former style, and only a small splash was still coming out, barely allowing the area to form a small pool, but it could not even maintain the pond at that time, and the water volume fell quite rapidly.

In the watchtower at the four corners of the wall, the Vecchian archers stationed in the wall had already discovered Kant's arrival, and James immediately led the team to arrange for someone to open the wooden gate of the fence of the wall, so that Kant and the heavy cavalry could rush directly along the road.

"Phewβ€”"

Kant rode his horse to the top of the mountain, grabbed the reins, and signaled the horse under his crotch to stop advancing.

Sweeping through the Consulate and the 20 houses, as well as the mill buildings, and the civilians who were still busy, he said to James who walked by with satisfaction: "Well done, the village looks good." ”