Sentry Oasis.

Assechi stood by the lake, looking at the small lake with a blank face.

It doesn't remember a small lake here.

But didn't think too much.

There was a chill in the back of his head, which made Assechi shiver all over his body.

Because it knew that right behind him, two elite cavalrymen in fine armor must be following him expressionlessly, and the big hand in the chain mail gloves was the mace hanging from the belt.

"Boom." Assechi swallowed and foamed.

The more it thought about it, the more frightened it became, and even cold sweat stained its gray hair on its forehead.

Assechi didn't know when the sharp mace would smash into his head, easily pierce the skull, and give himself a scoop of death.

"Hey, what are you doing stupidly?"

One of the Svadia heavy cavalrymen behind him looked unhappy.

Staring at this jackal man who was more than 2 meters tall, the feeling of looking up made him feel even worse, and he raised his foot directly, and the iron-inlaid chain mail boots kicked heavily in the crook of Aseqi's leg: "Let go of the wind time, cherish it for Lao Tzu." ”

"Uh..."

Assechi fell to his knees, but did not dare to resist in the slightest: "Yes, yes, let's go, let's go." ”

As he spoke, he walked slowly forward by the lake, but his eyes grew sadder.

It's time to let the wind out.

Kant arranged for it to move around the village.

Before the trial, before exploring the reality of the so-called Graymane Kingdom, this high-ranking gnoll Assechi was still able to guarantee basic dietary requirements and a certain amount of freedom.

Just like now, he can have half an hour to let the wind out.

Giving a little hope can often make people psychologically break down and confide in everything they know more than harsh persecution.

But escaping is definitely impossible.

Ever since he was captured in this sentry oasis, Assechi has been kept under strict guard.

And for it, the only outsider, not only is it locked up in the basement of the Consulate every day, but even if it is out of the wind, it will not exceed half an hour at all.

Although there was enough food and water, it was looked at to death.

If you really dare to escape...

Assechi glanced at the two sturdy and burly human warriors behind him, and couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

It was these guys who rushed down the dunes on heavily armed horses, and easily pinned the gnolls it hired to the sand, and the tragic state of being annihilated in an instant made it wake up suddenly when it dreamed at night recently.

It's just a businessman, fighting and killing or something... The scariest thing.

"What will happen to me, High Storm Lord, please give me hope."

Assechi couldn't help but pray sadly.

The Stormlord is the most influential deity on the shores of Mannheim, and the religion of these high-ranking gnolls of the Greymane Kingdom will keep those who sail safe and safe from disasters.

But Assechi prayed a few words in his heart, but he couldn't help but sigh: "This is the south of the Naren Desert, a place where the power of the Storm Monarch can't influence." ”

The Narun Desert was once off-limits.

The many races and nations of the Mannheim coast do not go deep into the Naryn Desert.

Not to mention that like Aseqi, he bypassed the extremely hot devil's zone to the extreme south of the Narun Desert, discovered a staggering natural salt mine, and then was miserably captured...

In fact, the Greymane Kingdom has not been infiltrating the Narun Desert for a long time.

Originated 10 years ago.

Nine deaths, migrated to the low-level gnoll tribe of the Narun Desert, and was discovered by the Graymane Kingdom.

After understanding, he learned that there was a human kingdom in the south of the Naren Desert, and there were many of them, and he also sent troops to slaughter the low-level gnolls in the desert.

On the shores of Mannheim, the Graymane Kingdom, which was already a mid-stream force, could not sit still.

They desperately need to open up new battlefields, plunder enough things, and make their country stronger.

The other two countries on the coast of Mannheim, because of the opening up of maritime trade, have grown quite rapidly in wealth in recent years, and even their military strength is soaring, which really makes these high-level gnolls feel a little palpitating.

That's 1 Lizardman Kingdom and 1 Elven Republic.

Assechi swallowed and foamed.

According to its understanding, the Graymane Kingdom is about to send troops to rob those human nations.

Even low-level gnolls can enter the human country and wreak havoc for 3 years, wouldn't they, the well-equipped high-level gnolls, easily crush the armies of the human country, loot on a large scale, and even conquer new territories?

"I'll be rescued then." Assechi's heart suddenly welled up.

"Let's go!"

But there was a force behind it, and it staggered a few steps forward.

Mei Zizi's psychology turned into fear again, and it walked briskly, not daring to have any resistance to the two Swadia heavy cavalry behind it, and even resentful eyes.

Now its life is still in the hands of others.

………………

Sanwaya Mountains, Solid Stone Pass.

Kant narrowed slightly.

On the 6-meter-high wall in front of him, he didn't find any troops.

Looking up and sweeping the two sides of the closed city gate, the wooden arrow tower more than 7 meters high was also empty, and there was no half a person in sight.

"Slack of security." The corners of Kant's mouth twitched into mockery.

Even if there are only gnolls in the Narun Desert, which is not worth paying attention to, such a lax garrison is enough to witness the management level of the owner of the Solid Stone Pass, the Baron Dylan.

"My lord, do you want to knock on the door?" The Salander rider behind him asked.

"Knock, be louder." Kant nodded.

The Salander rider nodded, kicked his horse's belly slightly, rode his horse quickly to the gate of the solid stone pass, dismounted and raised his foot and kicked heavily on the wooden gate, one after another, making a heavy "bang" sound.

The sound was so loud that it shook the wooden door and shook incessantly.

"What's going on? Are the gnolls attacking? ”

"This vibrating sound, is the Gnoll tribe about to rush in?!"

"Arrange! Deploy! Can't let those gnolls in! ”

A noisy voice immediately came from inside, but no matter how you heard it, it was a little flustered and unprepared.

After a while.

More than 30 soldiers armed with spears and wearing leather armor appeared on the city walls.

One by one, the faces were full of fear and panic, and even Kant saw a lot of young and immature faces underneath, and he felt that he was almost like himself, a child who had just reached adulthood at the age of sixteen or seventeen!

"Is this the garrison of the pass?"

Manid couldn't help but speak: "It's like a group of militia." ”

"These are conscripted farmers, not much better than our Swadia recruits, and they are used as cannon fodder."

Kant naturally understood the troop configuration of the Lion Principality.

But looking at the down-and-out soldiers on the city wall, he couldn't help but hum: "It's such a critical pass, and it's too careless to use these conscription farmers as key troops to guard the city wall." ”

"The... Damn, who are you? ”

On the city walls, those soldiers also discovered that Kant was not a gnoll.

The confidence of the same human beings also appeared, and he was not afraid at all and said loudly: "Do you know that this is the Solid Stone Pass, which belongs to Baron Dylan's territory?" ”

While the conscripts were talking, new troops marched up the walls.

These are all warriors wearing iron-inlaid armor and even chain mail, who look much stronger, and the weapons in their hands are all standard military weapons such as iron swords and spears.

Apparently, new reinforcements arrived.

And there were more than a dozen archers who went up to the city walls and arrow towers, looking at Kant coldly.

"It's still a little bit like that."

Kant shrugged his shoulders and commanded Manid next to him without fear: "Tell them that Baron Kant of the Naren Desert is going to enter the Solid Stone Pass and wants to meet with Baron Dylan to discuss important matters." ”

"Understood." Manid nodded.

At the same time, he rode his horse and walked a few steps forward, looked at the garrisons on the city wall, and said loudly: "This is the nobleman of the Duchy of Lion, the second son of King Cameron, and the Baron Kant who was canonized in the Naren Desert, ready to enter the Solid Stone Pass, and want to meet with Baron Dylan to discuss important matters!" ”

Identifying oneself and conveying one's intentions is already a sign of goodwill.

And there was a slight silence on the city walls.

The militia of soldiers and conscripted peasants was not qualified to deal with the affairs of the nobility.

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