The sky was still dark.

The sentry oasis is full of busy figures.

These Swadians are working hard to clean up the battlefield, and they want to clean up the village as soon as possible, regardless of fatigue.

Especially those bloody gnolll corpses are the first element of cleanup, and the temperature in the desert is high, in case the corpses decay and seep into the soil layer and directly pollute the groundwater, it will be terrible.

Wait for the sky to brighten and the morning comes.

The battlefield had been cleaned, and the corpses of more than 400 gnolls were stacked as high as a sand dune.

That was one of last night's results.

At the same time, at the back of the house, hundreds of gnolls were squatting in the corner with their hands tied behind their backs.

These were also one of the results of the battle, the captured gnolls.

The 19 surviving Swadian militiamen were vigilantly scanning the group of gnolls captives with their hunting crossbows, and at the slightest movement, the already taut crossbow strings would be mounted on the crossbow arrows and aimed at that side.

At the same time, there are also fighting hoes that can break armor with one blow, and the skull breaker.

At the moment, though, no one cares about these gnolls captives.

The allies who helped Kant win the battle last night are now ready to set off at dawn.

"Now is it, Baron Kant."

Knight Hobson stretched out his hand and clasped it tightly with Kant's hand: "Thank you for the breakfast and fresh water, and may Aemond, the great god of war, bless you and your territory." ”

"Me too." Kant nodded, his eyes filled with gratitude.

At the same time, he turned his head, looked at Scholar Hank, and said apologetically: "Teacher Hank, I hope this expedition to the Naren Desert will not make you feel regretful. ”

"No, it won't." Scholar Hank shook his head and chuckled: "The investigation of the Lost City will be handed over to the juniors." ”

Sighing slightly, he was also a little unwilling, reached out and took out a scroll in his arms and handed it to Kant: "This is my research on the Lost City when I was in the Academy, I may not come to the Naren Desert again, since you are the lord here, if you can find any ruins, or items about the Lost City, it will be really great." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Hank." Kant solemnly took it.

Kant naturally knew that this represented the painstaking efforts of the Hank scholars all their lives.

Solemnly retracting his arms, Kant said solemnly: "I will collect it seriously." ”

"I hope you can make up for my regrets." Scholar Hank smiled and nodded, with a little relief in his eyes, and after a few more words with Kant, he turned back to his carriage.

"Goodbye, Baron Kant."

The Hobson knight nodded, and rode his horse to lead his men to turn away.

The seriously wounded were supported by others, and the corpses of the knights who had died were also tied to their horses, and they were all one body, and even if they were killed, they would be brought back by others, which was a real honor.

Rowan was also among the cavalry captains, supporting the seriously wounded.

After this battle, it is estimated that after he returns, he will be appreciated by the Hobson knights, and he may also be promoted.

Of course, none of this has anything to do with Kant.

He has left the Lion Principality and is just a minor lord in the Narun Desert.

But in his mind, Kant still appeared with the back of his cheap father, which made him sigh a little, he really didn't understand what his father thought.

"Since they've banished me here..."

Bowing his head slightly, Kant had mixed feelings in his heart: "But why do you want to send someone to support me?" ”

This was the doubt in his mind.

After all, after living in this world for 16 years, cats and dogs have feelings.

Not to mention the father who raised him.

"Good morning, Lord Kant, it looks like you're in a bad mood?"

A respectful greeting sounded behind him.

Kant turned his head, only to find that it was the leader of the caravan from Zhivadin.

Nodding, Kant also smiled: "Good morning." ”

His attitude was more intimate, after all, in the battle of yesterday evening, this caravan leader, whom he had never known, dared to lead his caravan guards and sentinels to fight desperately, which changed Kant's opinion of him.

"My lord, I hope it didn't bother you."

The leader of the caravan was still respectful, as before.

He did not get carried away because of his help to Kant, this is the truth of life, and the caravan leader who often runs merchants in various towns naturally knows a lot.

"Is there anything you can do?" Kant could hear the hesitation hidden in his words.

The leader of the caravan swallowed and spat, nodded and said, "Lord Kant, that's the case, I see that after yesterday's battle, you captured a lot of gnolls?" ”

"Do you have an idea?" Kant was slightly stunned.

The leader of the caravan nodded, did not evade, but said directly: "These gnolls look strong and have a lot of sanity, I think after domestication, they will be very good coolies in the mines or forest farms." ”

"And then?" Kant was thoughtful.

This is a feature of the game.

Captured classes are a good thing, they are completely dinar resources, and selling them to slavers can make a lot of money, which can be said to be one of the main ways for players to obtain dinars.

"I want to buy these gnolls captives." The leader of the caravan spoke his mind.

"Oh." Kant looked at the slightly embarrassed appearance of the caravan leader, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, turned his head to look at the sand dunes in the distance and said, "I don't remember that a caravan that is only responsible for buying and selling goods can also buy prisoners. ”

"Occasional part-time job." The caravan leader bowed his head in embarrassment.

The slaver had a bad reputation, and was largely notorious on the continent of Calradia.

But for Kant, who is quite short of money, it is undoubtedly a good thing to send charcoal in the snow, the icing on the cake, he can sell it in the game, so how can he not sell it now?

Therefore, Kant did not shy away from asking: "Then how many dinars can you use to buy these gnolloll captives?" ”

"This one... I can buy it for 30 dinars per person,"

The caravan leader swallowed and foamed, looked at Kant with some fear, and said truthfully: "I am not a professional slave trader, so I can only assess 30 dinars, but I think the actual price of these gnolls captives should be higher." ”

"30 dinars?" Kant groaned slightly, and then nodded: "Deal." ”

Although even the lowest-level robber could be sold for 35 dinars based on the price in the game in the previous life, Kant did not dispute it, considering that the system was the only acquirer.

It's about making money after all.

And it's a white dinar.

Even if it is 10 dinars per jackal, Kant will sell it without hesitation.

These gnolls captives, in fact, he did not have a very good solution, if it was not for the acquisition of this caravan leader, then his solution would also be to cut his throat with a knife and throw it into the crematorium and burn it to ashes.

He doesn't need a gnoll slave.

"The current number of gnolls captives is 142."

With Kant's confirmation, the leader of the caravan also smiled, and said quickly: "Each is 30 dinars, which is equivalent to 4,260 dinars." ”

Kant's heart was beating faster: "How much? ”

"4260 dinars." The leader of the caravan bowed respectfully: "If there is a slave trader, perhaps he will pay a higher price than I do, I apologize for that, Lord Kant." ”

"No, that's good, it's good." Swallowing and foaming, Kant struggled to control his emotions.

Just 142 gnolls were captured, and he earned more than 4,000 dinars.

It's a huge profit!

Directly let Kant have the dinar of the upgraded army, and he can continue to develop the village to build buildings, and maintain the weekly salary of the army in the future, all of which are done!

At the same time, Kant's eyes flickered, and he suddenly discovered a good way to create wealth.

Licking his lips, Kant looked at the caravan leader and asked, "So are you ready to buy prisoners for a long time?" ”

"I'll come here once a month, and if you have any prisoners, I'll make an estimate."

The leader of the caravan nodded, and said with certainty: "Of course, I prefer goods as commodities, and if there are no goods of all kinds, then I will also buy these captives." ”

"Good."

Kant nodded, his eyes flashing: "Now these gnolls are all yours." ”

The leader of the caravan bowed and gestured behind him.

The six caravan guards who had already been prepared, along with the 12 sentries, immediately walked over to the gnolls with a sinister smile, pulled up the flax ropes that bound their hands and feet, and walked straight to the grocery store.

They have their own way of turning these gnolls into their own slaves.

In Kant's mind, 4260 dinars arrived instantly.

The current balance is 5,743 dinars.

"It's time to level up."

With so many dinars by his side, Kant can be said to be full of confidence!