The next day, at dawn.

Kant had finished his breakfast, packed his bags and went to the street.

Manid was waiting for him.

Five Salander riders in chain mail and linen robes were waiting, followed by 10 desert bandits in leather armor and armed with spears, but their unruly appearance was restrained by these Salander riders.

This is the difference between the regular army and the bandits.

Although the desert bandits are not afraid of death, they still have to bow their heads in the face of the well-equipped and skilled Salander riders.

Both were light cavalry, but their roles were very different.

The role of the Desert Bandit is to use the mobility of the desert horse under the crotch to harass the enemy's infantry array, or to strike the enemy's supply lines, inflicting a psychological blow on the enemy, rather than fighting head-on.

The thin leather armor on their bodies was not enough to sustain the fierce hand-to-hand combat after the charge.

The Salander Cavalry is a true assault cavalry capable of inflicting terrifying destruction on enemy lines, and while not comparable to the heavily armored Swadia Heavy Cavalry, the effect is still powerful.

"Looks like you're all ready."

Kant opened his mouth and looked at them and nodded with satisfaction: "Then let's go as soon as possible." ”

"Understood." Manid they responded.

"Have a nice trip, my lord."

Fatis and the soldiers in the sentry oasis, as long as there were no important standing duties, all came over to say goodbye to Kant, and even the more than 200 construction workers were reluctant.

After all, Kant is the lord of the sentry oasis, and he is the great existence in their hearts.

"Okay."

Kant waved his hand and rode his horse forward.

Manid shook the reins and followed.

Five Salander riders and 10 desert bandits followed unhurriedly, their eyes vigilantly watching the surrounding sand dunes, keeping an eye out for any anomalies.

As escorts, they are much more serious than Rowan who was in charge of escorting when Kant came.

The sound of horses' hooves.

Led by 1 Salander rider.

These people from the desert also have a special experience in dealing with the Narun Desert.

Walk along the dunes and move forward at a fast pace.

"That's how it feels."

Kant tightened the hood on his head, and the scorching sun that was gradually approaching noon made him sweat.

But this reminded Kant of the pain of coming to the Naren Desert when he first left the Solid Stone Pass, and thought about the foundation he had now created in the Sentry Oasis, and all kinds of feelings came to mind at this moment.

It is difficult to start a business, let alone start a business in the desert, and it is like moving forward in the fire.

"My lord, it's almost noon, let's find a sand dune to rest on the back."

The Salander rider who led the way in front restrung the Salander horse under his crotch, slowed down to Kant's side, looked at the continuous sea of sand in front of him, and dissuaded: "When marching in the desert, you can't completely pursue speed. ”

"I understand the reason." Kant nodded, subconsciously licked his dry mouth, and said, "Listen to you, set up a tent and rest first." ”

"Understood."

The Salander rider who led the way breathed a sigh of relief and rode on his horse in search of suitable dunes.

Soon, they found a slightly larger sand dune, came to the back and dismounted, quickly unfurled the tent in the package, propped it up with spears, dug a cool sand pit, and formed a temporary camp.

Desert marching is not just about speed and distance.

It is also necessary to ensure physical strength and hydration.

Those who don't know these truths have already formed dry corpses in the desert, buried in the sand and never see the light of day, maybe when the storm hits and the dunes move, they can see the light of day again.

Replenish fresh water under the tent in a timely manner.

Lunch is also roughly served with bread, air-dried meat and dates.

After resting for 2 hours, and when the sun was not so hot, Kant continued with the team.

According to the plan, they were to rush to the Jianshi Pass within three days.

The whole cavalry marched, and the speed was naturally fast.

If there were infantry to follow, plus the accompanying supply wagons, it would have taken seven days.

Facing the scorching sun, Kant and their speed were not slow, especially as the sun set westward, the heat brought by the sun became more and more reduced, and they were even more like fish in water.

Dusk is approaching.

It's getting dark.

The horses, who had trekked in the desert all afternoon, also snorted, and their eyes showed exhaustion.

"Take a 2-hour break."

Kant exhaled and raised his hand to stop advancing: "Let the horse rest and rest." ”

The teams behind him stopped.

Manid, a merchant, slowly descended on horseback, and after a day of jolting, his legs were quite sore, and he walked strangely.

"Are you alright?" Kant asked, he valued his own business.

Manid smiled bitterly: "It's okay." ”

"It's good to get used to it." Kant nodded and said thoughtfully: "At night, put something underneath." ”

"Thank you." Manid sighed, "I hope you don't delay." ”

In reality, if a person with poor riding skills rides a military horse with large bumps, or a long journey, I am afraid that the whole body will be turned apart, and even the inner thighs will grind out a large blood bag, and they will not be able to walk at all.

Manid was a merchant, so naturally he didn't have the riding skills that Fatis had trained since childhood.

Not even Kant, the second son of the aristocracy, could compare.

After all, in Kant's studies, swordsmanship, horsemanship, and etiquette were all necessary, although the professor's scholar was perfunctory because he was the second son, and he was much better than Manid, a pure businessman.

You know, when Manid first arrived at the Sentry Oasis, he rode a docile horse.

Set up a tent, have dinner, rest.

The same as the old three, and then continue to set off.

Although the nights in the Narun desert were cold, they were bearable.

It's better than the scorching heat of the day, at least wrap it tightly, and you can effectively resist the cold wave.

The team moved on.

The bright moonlight and the bright starry sky bring a light that is not weak.

The Naren Desert has no clouds, so it is very bright.

Kant rode on his horse, exhaled a white mist between his mouth and nose, his whole body was already cold, he swallowed and foamed at the mouth without much heat, and the tiredness brought by the late night had also surged into his heart, and he felt a little exhausted.

"It's not there yet."

He swallowed and spat at the Manid and the cavalry following behind him.

His thoughts gradually surfaced in the exhaustion of the trek, and seeing that the moon in the sky was already in the middle, he opened his mouth and asked, "Who knows, what time is it?" ”

The voice was hoarse, and a little weak.

A long march will be like this, not to mention that they are still marching in the Naren Desert, which consumes more physical strength.

"It's nearly early in the morning." There was a Salander rider who answered.

"Early in the morning." Kant removed his hood, exhaled the white mist condensed at low temperatures, and said, "So, we have already traveled for a day and a night? ”

"Almost half." The Saland rider estimated, then said.

Manid also nodded weakly and said, "According to the distance, we have already walked more than half of the distance. ”

"Okay." Kant swallowed and foamed.

Closing his eyes slightly, his mind quickly connected to the system in his mind: "Is it possible to build a post station and a well here?" ”

"You can build a post station, but you can't build a well." System reply.

This answer made Kant frown: "Why can't wells be built?" ”

"There is a lack of water veins underground." The answer is still crisp.

Kant was slightly stunned.

There is indeed such a rule for the construction of wells.

But he looked at the vast sea of sand around him, stretching in the bright moonlight, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "In this kind of ghost place, how can there be underground water?" ”

Behind them, Manid was also silent.

Even the Salander riders and desert bandits, as races in the desert, could not quickly locate the groundwater in this cruel desert.

Locating groundwater is an esoteric science, and it also requires luck.

A vast sea of sand and looking for shallow groundwater?

It's tantamount to looking for a needle in the bottom of the sea!

But the system replied: "There is an underground lake three miles ahead, and a well can be built." ”

At the same time, there is also a little weirdness on Kant's retina.

A pale blue line stretched at Kant's feet to the south, as if this was what the system says is the location of the underlying lake 3 miles away.

"Let's go."

Kant swallowed and spat, giving the order.

He certainly chose to trust the system.

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