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Kant's face was solemn.

But the one with a more serious look was the Hobson Knight who had just arrived.

"2,000 gnolls."

He frowned slightly, with solemnity in his eyes: "The number is too different." ”

This is not 20 gnolls, nor 200 gnolls, but a full 2,000 gnolls, which can directly drown and devour the terrifying number of his 50 servant knights.

Judging from the situation, a head-on confrontation is a battle that must be lost.

There is no room for optimism.

"Is this a large Gnoll tribe?"

Scholar Hank leaned on his cane and spoke, "2,000 gnolls are not something that a random tribe can make up. ”

This old scholar is not familiar with military affairs.

But in terms of strategic analysis, there is still a scholar's mind.

"Yes." Kant nodded, not hiding.

Thinking quickly, he also said truthfully: "Further north of the Sentry Oasis, there is a large tribe of gnolls, and there are at least 2,500 gnolls living in it, if you guess correctly, this is this damn thing." ”

Definitely them.

The direction, the number, also turned out to be this large tribe of gnolls.

And it's all out of the nest.

In order to completely wipe out the human power of the sentry oasis.

Revenge and blood hatred!

"We need to be cautious in our tactics."

Knight Hobson was silent for a moment before he spoke: "Try to defeat these gnolls at the lowest cost and reduce our casualties." ”

"Be careful." Hank scholars nodded in agreement.

"Thank you very much."

Kant solemnly stroked his chest and bent over.

The two of them spoke like this, which already means that they are really involved in this matter.

In fact, in the face of the attack of 2,000 gnolls, they could have chosen to evacuate, and they did not even need to consider Kant's opinion, because they had no responsibility to defend the territory of Kant at all.

Their mission was to escort Hank scholars on their expedition in the Naren Desert.

"If the Sentry Oasis is captured, I think my investigation will come to an end."

Sighing softly, Scholar Hank smiled wryly.

And he looked at Kant's immature and firm face, and he also felt pity: "But I can't accept that the apprentice I admire the most has simply lost his territory." ”

Knight Hobson also nodded: "And we are not without a chance of victory." ”

"The only way to do it is to give it your all."

Kant nodded solemnly, and though he didn't say much, he remembered it.

It's a send-off.

Looking at Kant's expression, Scholar Hank and Knight Hobson also nodded secretly.

At the very least, they have a good opinion of Kant.

"Arrange a battle plan."

Knight Hobson spoke, looked at Kant and Hank, and said, "This is a battle that cannot be lost. ”

They have confidence.

After all, 50 knights are equal to 50 heavy cavalry.

Well-trained, well-equipped, and war-spirited.

With the soldiers currently stationed in the sentry oasis, the number of nearly 200 people is completely possible, and it is entirely possible to defeat these primitive and rude gnolls alive.

Because they are the forces of the civilized world.

It was proven ten years ago.

The 2,000 or so Principality of Lion troops have already swept through the southern part of the Narun Desert.

And it is clearly documented in the literature.

At the beginning, in the southern part of the Narun Desert, in the Sanwaya Mountains, there were more than a dozen large tribes of jackals with thousands of numbers, not to mention small tribes scattered with hundreds of people.

In the end, it is not completely swept away.

Of course.

For them, who are currently at a numerical disadvantage, how to win this battle needs to be carefully discussed.

Be reasonable in your tactics.

But because the enemy was coming, so did their deliberations.

Finally draw conclusions.

"In that case, Baron Kant, your troops are guarding the Oasis."

Knight Hobson spoke: "I will lead the knights to lurk on the back of the dunes, and when the battle is stalemate, I will start a charge, and try to crush the enemy into chaos in the shortest possible time." ”

"Yes, it's good tactics."

Kant nodded approvingly.

He believed that his Svadian infantry would have no problem holding the entrance to the streets of the village.

This is also what Kant assured the Hobson Knights.

"I'll stay here."

Scholar Hank also nodded slightly, and his cane tapped the sandy ground under his feet: "Although I am old, I think I can still be of some use for war." ”

Kant also nodded: "Teacher Hank, it's best for you to stay." ”

Outside are bloody battlefields of swords and swords.

Hank Scholar is 61 years old, and if he wants to endure such a high-intensity fight, it is estimated that he will be killed.

In the spirit of respect for him, Kant pointed to his ruling hall and said, "Teacher Hank, that house is relatively safe, and you can rest there to relieve the fatigue caused by the multi-day trek." ”

In response to Kant's caution, Knight Hobson chuckled: "Then you really underestimate the Hank scholars." ”

"Don't worry about me." Hank Scholar also smiled and shook his head.

The cane was clenched, and his seemingly dim eyes also brought essence to him: "Kant, when I followed Duke Cameron and galloped on the battlefield, you were not yet born." ”

"Is that so?" Kant wanted to say a few words of consolation.

After all, looking at the old appearance of Hank Scholar, a strong gust of wind can be blown away directly.

But just then, a message came from the watchtower.

"Lord Kant, the enemy is approaching!"

The militia in charge of guarding the top of the tower poked his head out and shouted eagerly: "You are resting behind the dunes, organizing an offensive formation, you may attack at any time, please prepare tactics as soon as possible!" ”

The enemy is coming.

An army of 2,000 gnolls.

"Let's go." The Hobson knights lead the way.

Fifty knights, dressed in double chain mail and linen robes, followed with a roar.

The galaxy is incomparably bright.

The moonlight is shining.

Just in the eyes of the militia on the watchtower, behind the sand dunes to the northeast, dense gnolls were gathering.

Roars and howls spread throughout the desert.

Even in the sentry oasis, you can hear it clearly.

"It's coming."

Scholar Hank frowned slightly, looking at the sand dunes to the northeast.

Familiar with various documents, he whispered to Kant: "As long as we can withstand the first onslaught of these gnolls, we can say that we have half the victory." ”

"I understand." Kant nodded.

The gnolls of the primitive tribes have no tactics at all.

rushed up in a hurry.

Pull it down in a mess.

And as long as this first round of impact is blocked by the infantry of "Dehrim", the battle situation will be momentarily deadlocked.

The Hobson knights and 50 servant knights will open the door to victory.

The charge of the heavy cavalry has always been devastating.

Just as Kant used a stratagem to beat those gnolls into a state of chaos, which eventually led to the rout of all the players and won the victory, this time the same is true.

The herd effect is terrifying.

As long as there is a rout, for these gnolls who have not been trained in tactics, it will be a complete rout.

"Roar—"

With a hoarse howl, it suddenly appeared.

On the sand dunes, a strong gnoll stood with a two-handed battle axe.

"Chief of the Gnolls."

Kant spoke slowly, his mouth a little dry.

And as the gnoll chief raised his two-handed battle axe forward, the gnolls behind the dunes also raised their crude maces and charged.

The gnoll's characteristic shrill howl was endless.

A pair of green eyes, also with bloodthirsty longing in the deep night.

"Raise your weapons and meet our enemies!"

Kant inhaled deeply, his expression extremely solemn.

He held the flag in his hand high, with a bright red background and a golden lion, flying in the wind.

Intimidating the enemy!

Kant currently has the strongest hole cards.

It is also where his confidence in winning this battle lies.

"How is that possible..."

Hank scholars all showed a look of surprise, looked at the golden lion on a red background in a daze, and couldn't help muttering, "This flag... It's a strange thing! ”

Just as the gnolls rushed down.

After entering a certain distance, a mysterious aura instantly enveloped them.

And on the other hand.

The Swadia infantrymen stationed in the streets on either side of "Dehrim" were in high spirits.

The war begins!

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