Chapter 005. To start a big gamble
Kant looked at the stunned look on Rowan's face, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth without leaving a trace.
It's ridicule.
But Kant's face was still calm, and his slightly furrowed brow showed the anxiety in his heart: "In fact, we have come here, and the reserve of water is not running out. β
"How many more are there?" Rowan's face was gloomy.
"There's not much left." Kant Dao.
The temperature outside had soared to 70Β°C, but the atmosphere inside the tent was quite cold.
The two sat opposite each other, but there was no topic to continue to communicate.
And Rowan's face was extremely gloomy, like the haze of a stormy night, because when he knew what the lack of water meant at this time, it was not only thirst, but also the desperate struggle that was about to be made.
He has been on the battlefield for a long time and has his own sharp instincts.
In this sand dune, within such a close distance as the sentry oasis, more than 50 gnolls were encountered.
That means that the Sentry Oasis has long been occupied by the Gnoll tribe!
"That's right."
Rowan finally nodded, looking at Kant with a gloomy face: "Lord Baron, this is really bad news. β
"Bad news, yes." Kant nodded.
The atmosphere continued to be cold, Rowan's fists were clenched, and his teeth were clenched: "But Lord Baron, aren't you afraid?" β
"Afraid? Afraid of what? Kant seemed to be confused: "Why should I be afraid? β
"Huh."
Rowan chuckled softly, laughing angrily, a sullen breath in his chest, almost burning into anger.
How could he not have imagined what was going on here?
But he didn't dare to do anything.
Although Kant was an exiled baron, he was not loved by the duke as a young son.
Even if Kant should die, there must be a decent excuse, just like the current Kant going to his own barony, maybe he will be killed by the gnolls in the future, but definitely not at the hands of a lion principality, an ordinary cavalryman.
Because Kant still represents the bloodline of Duke Cameron, the Duke of Lion, and is a decent baron lord of the Duchy of Lion.
What Kant decided is the rule of this world!
"Still, we can go to the Sentry Oasis."
Kant spoke, as if in the usual way, "According to the records, there is a spring where you can drink. After a pause, Kant looked at Rowan and said, "It is a sweet and high-quality spring water, which is more than enough even for brewing wine." β
"That's great." In Rowan's opinion, this is useless nonsense!
And Rowan didn't plan to continue to be perfunctory, and asked Kant with a gloomy face: "Lord Baron, what do you need to do next?" β
"To the Sentry Oasis." Kant smiled on his face.
"But the current sentry oasis has been reoccupied by a group of gnolls, and with our numbers alone, it is absolutely impossible to confront these gnolls." Rowan had no patience and directly lifted the fig leaf.
Kant seemed to be surprised: "What? β
"Lord Baron, we all understand that no one is a stupid fool."
Rowan took a deep breath and said, "The gnolls in the sentry oasis, we must kill them, otherwise they will all die of thirst in the Naren Desert, and no one will survive." β
"It's serious." Kant bowed his head, as if he did not understand the meaning of his words.
Rowan continued: "My subordinates have their own families, their own lovers and children, and it is not fair to them that they do not want to stay here forever. Looking at Kant deeply, he said in a deep voice: "Lord Baron, I hope you can understand. β
"The gnolls have taken over the springs in the sentry oasis."
Kant seemed to nod with the same emotion: "We'll kill those gnolls, and then you can go back." β
"What about the plan?" Rowan gritted his teeth.
Things have come to the point where he will not believe that Kant has no plan, because it is precisely this young baron who has caused all this!
Of course, Kant did have a follow-up plan.
Looking at Rowan's enduring anger, Kant said: "Take advantage of the group of gnolls not paying attention, launch a surprise attack, after all, the news of our arrival has not been detected by this gnoll tribe, so we are still hidden in the dark, with the advantage of concealment." β
"Raid?"
Rowan's voice raised slightly: "But this will make my subordinates suffer a lot of losses!" β
Taking a deep breath, Rowan gritted his teeth and said, "Please note, my lord, we only have 20 cavalry!" β
"And my people." Kant said calmly, "If our raid is successful, then these gnolls will be thrown into disarray, and we will be able to kill them all before they can organize an effective counterattack." β
"Those farmers of yours?"
Rowan had undisguised mockery and ridicule on his face: "I admit that they are good at farming. β
"Combat is also possible." Kant replied.
"Lord Baron, you're playing with fire." Rowan stared at Kant with anger in his eyes: "It's also irresponsible to my subordinates. β
Kant looked at each other calmly: "If we don't, we will all die of thirst in the Naron Desert." β
"It's a fight for our lives." Rowan was slightly louder.
"That's what war is." Kant responded without flinching, while looking at the middle-aged man, reaching out and pulling out a wallet in his pocket: "Are these enough?" β
The purse was woven from sturdy linen thread, and it made a rattling sound as Kant threw it over.
"Thisβ" Rowan snapped, the texture of the metal felt very well in his hands.
Kant said, "This is your reward, 20 large silver coins." β
"20 large silver coins?" Rowan's breath was a little short, which was a lot of money.
Their monthly salary is only 20 small silver coins per person, and the exchange difference between silver coins is 100 small silver coins to exchange for 1 large silver coin.
This means that each of them receives an additional 5 months of salary.
"I know you'll be able to leave when you're escorted to the Sentry Oasis, and that's what I paid you for."
Kant looked at Rowan and said solemnly: "You should understand that if our raid is successful, maybe no one will die." β
A raid is a sudden attack, literally quite simply.
It can also be called, sneak attack.
A means of inflicting an effective blow on a large number of enemies when you have a small number of troops.
Especially in the hands of cavalry units with superior tactical mobility, the effect of launching a surprise attack will reach its peak, which is why Kant used this method to offend Rowan and ask them to stay forcibly.
With only 10 Swadia recruits and 20 Swadia peasants launching a raid, the weather will not be successful.
"When will it start?"
Accepting these large silver coins, Luo Wen's face softened slightly.
Looking at Kant, he offered his opinion: "We must wait for a good time, just when those gnolls are at their most relaxed, perhaps at dawn is a good choice." β
"Nope." Kant outright rejected his suggestion.
Before dawn is certainly the time when the gnolls are most relaxed, but for themselves, there is not much time to wait.
"Why?" Rowan frowned, he was confident in his war experience.
Kant explained: "The slaughtered gnolls on the sides of the dunes will arouse the alarm at the sentry oasis, because by late evening there is no one back, and this tribe of gnolls can definitely guess that there is an enemy around." β
Luo Wen's breath became rough: "But what else can we do?" β
"Evening."
After pondering for a moment, Kant said solemnly: "In the afterglow of the sun, we will launch a surprise attack. β
"Sunset." Rowan repeated.
"Yes, the sun will be our ally, and the light will obscure us."
Kant took a deep breath: "When the time comes, they will not be able to find us quickly, and what you need to do is to rush in quickly and plunge that gnolloll tribe into complete chaos." β
After a slight pause, Kant said slowly: "When the time comes, me and my people will also rush in." β
There was silence in the tent, and after a while, Rowan looked up and said, "Okay." β
"We're going to make it." Kant smiled, looked at Rowan and said softly, "Believe me, today's battle will be the capital that you will talk about proudly in the future when you are happily drinking light beer in the tavern." β
Rowan chuckled and stared deeply at Kant: "Hopefully." β
Then he stood up and walked towards the outside of the tent, and at the same time said to Kant, "I'll go and prepare with them." β
"Hmm." Kant nodded.
He was alone again in the tent, but Kant's face was extremely solemn.
A bitter battle is about to begin.
It is estimated that some of the cavalrymen who are only responsible for escorting will die, and some of the 30 Swadia personnel he currently has will be lost, and he will also lose some of the main support for the construction of the territory in the future.
"In life, there must always be one or two big gambles."
Kant took a deep breath.
Since you have chosen the Sentry Oasis, it is equivalent to going to the gambling table.
Now that he has no capital, he still wants to live and live well, so he can only work hard.
Kant touched the light crossbow in his hand and couldn't help but laugh self-deprecatingly: "Besides, you don't have to lose." β
After scheming, what he wants is victory?
This is a must win!