Lord of the Oasis

　　In the early morning of the Nalun Desert, the sunlight was still blazing.

　　Kant shakes the reins and moves forward.

　　 Behind are six heavily armed desert robbers, riding their own desert horses, with a pair of eyes with vigilance and caution, without any slack, as if nowhere, there will be ambush enemies.

　　 They are heading deep into the desert.

　　Surveilled the jackal tribe in the sentry oasis at night.

　　 "Look over there."

　　Kandler lived under the crotch and squinted at the dunes in front.

　　 That is a large number of bunkers.

　　 slowly exhaled, Kant turned his head and said: "It seems that our route is correct."

　　 "The marks they leave are obvious."

　　The desert robbers followed, and one of them spoke with obvious sarcasm: "With these simple dogs, I really don't know how to survive in the desert."

　　 "If these dogs are in the desert of Saranda, it is estimated that there will be no residue left to be swallowed."

　　 Other desert robbers are also ridiculed and disdainful.

　　 There are a lot of disputes in the mainland of Caladea, and the endless wars have made them like desert experts.

　　 looked at the conspicuous traces on the sand dunes, and in their eyes they undoubtedly announced in high-profile: Hey, I am here. You know, following these traces, we can find our hometown. Come with us soon, we can't help but want to be slaughtered by you.

　　 "This is ridiculous."

　　 Kant nodded as well, with a mocking smile on his lips.

　　 lightly kicked the horse's abdomen, Kant shook the reins, and said lightly: "We continue to walk, watch out."

　　 "Understood." The desert robbers responded in unison.

　　 As a cavalry, their maneuverability in a short time is better than that of a jackal as an infantry.

　　Following the obvious messy steps on the sand, they went deep into the desert.

　　 As long as there is no sandstorm, they do not worry about the route and direction, because behind them, there are traces left by their own horses, which are unique traces in the Naron Desert.

　　The werewolf has no horses, let alone the concept of dressing horses.

　　 This kind of creature that can be domesticated and constitutes an important cavalry, in fact, in the eyes of jackals, it is no different from prey.

　　 Moreover, there are no horses in this desert that is hungry for death.

　　 There is only endless sand sea.

　　 A vast expanse of visual impact.

　　 This also symbolizes extreme barrenness.

　　 Even in Kant's view, the barrenness of this desert was even worse and cruel than any desert he had known in his previous life, making it almost impossible for any living being to survive.

　　 walked along the way, the impression was even deeper.

　　 Even some extremely drought-tolerant shrubs common in the desert are very few.

　　In addition to seeing a few plants under the sand dunes near the oasis, in the depths of this desert, where there is no water at all, you can’t see a little green at all, only the vast, endless yellow sand that seems to swallow everything.

　　 is cruel like purgatory.

　　 Kant's face was somber.

　　 As he went deeper into the desert of Nalun, this sadness from the barren land filled his heart.

　　 "Who would live in such a place?"

　　 swallowed saliva, and Kant's mouth seemed to be able to breathe dry.

The same is true of the six desert robbers behind him. One of them immediately took off the water sac on his horse's horse and handed it to Kant with great eyesight: "Master, drink some water first."

"Ok."

　　 Kant nodded and reached for the water bag.

　　 started with a little coolness, this is the spring water poured in the pond of the sentry oasis.

　　Take a sip, refreshingly sweet.

　　The spring water covered the heat in my heart, but Kant's mood was still heavy.

　　 This time the goal of the mission is to investigate the location of the Jackal tribe and to explore the possible saline-alkali land, but now has spent a whole morning in vain, which really makes him anxious.

　　He didn't want to get nothing.

　　 "Go ahead, hurry up, it's almost noon."

　　Kant urged him to continue to steer the horse and speed up the march.

　　The six desert robbers behind him nodded, wiped off the water stains at the corners of their mouths, and put the water bladders to speed up to keep up.

　　After all, they are cavalry.

　　Compared to the time when Kant just left the Sunwaya Mountains and went to the sentry oasis, it was at least 10 times faster, and there was a clear line. The entire 7-person team moved very fast.

　　At noon, after a short break.

　　While the sunlight is slow and the temperature becomes low, we will continue to set off.

　　 Until the sun is slanting west, dusk appears.

　　 Kant They finally stopped moving, because just following the messy traces under their feet, they continued to walk a hundred meters away, and a gathering place composed of a large number of tents was appearing in front of them.

　　 is a tribe of jackals.

　　 Kant's eyes shrank slightly.

　　 No more instructions from him, the desert robbers beside him immediately jumped off their horses and led their desert horses to hide behind the sand dunes to avoid these huge numbers of jackals discovering them and causing unnecessary trouble.

　　 Kant also turned over and dismounted, handing the reins to the desert robber behind him.

　　 Then walked towards the top of the sand dune, carefully crouched down and observed: "This tribe of jackals looks much larger than that of the sentry oasis." After a pause, he added: "At least 3 times."

　　 "Maybe more." The two desert robbers behind him followed with solemnity in their eyes.

　　In their observation, this tribe of jackals is indeed very large.

　　The tents made of various materials are piled up on the sand in a mess. There is no plan at all. Even if these jaws have pointed long fangs and gray fur, the jackals walk around the tent at random, just like a slum.

　　 The ground is full of garbage, leftover bones.

　　 There are also excrement, almost covering the sand of the entire Jackal tribe.

　　 Many young jackals are rolling among these excretions, chasing each other, as if these are not dirty things, but clean plasticine, there is no concept of dirty at all.

　　 "It's disgusting."

　　 Kant spit at the side.

　　He now finally understands why these jackals always carry a weird smell.

This is the reason.

　　 "Master Lord, I have some regretful news."

　　The desert robber spoke with a solemn tone: "According to visual observation, the adult jackal is close to 2000, and the young jackal is at 200. If there is no accident, this should be a well-developed jackal tribe."

　　 "This is really regrettable." Kant nodded, with haze in his eyes.

　　 slowly bowed his head, Kant looked at the front deeply: "The Jackal tribe close to 2500 is less than a day away from our sentry oasis. It is very dangerous to think about it."

　　 "They seem to have food sources for hunting."

　　The desert robber continued to speak with a more solemn tone: "Worse."

　　 Kant narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction indicated by the desert robber.

　　 The expression is slightly stunned.

　　 But immediately, his face became more gloomy.

　　On the edge of the messy tents of these jackal tribes, many animals that had been slaughtered were placed on the sand to dry, and at a glance, there were at least 300 skinned desert antelopes.

　　 It seems that it has been in the sun for a while, and it has shrunk into the shape of dried meat.

　　 This is a small number of animals that can survive in the Naren Desert.

　　 is drought-tolerant, can eat a variety of vegetation, adapt to desert life, and has extremely strong vitality.

　　On the natural boundary between the Naron Desert and the Principality of the Lions, the vast Sanwaia Mountains live and reproduce many of these desert antelopes. Of course Kant knows this.

　　 Even in the villages of the Principality of the Lions in the south, hunters will go to the mountains to hunt desert antelopes.

　　 But his brows are tight, although he knows that there are many desert antelopes near the Sanwaya Mountains, but he does not know that there are desert antelopes in this area deep in the desert.

　　 And also became the prey of this jackal.

　　 "Adult, a little, maybe you didn't notice."

　　 Another desert robber opened his mouth with a bit of horror on his face.

　　 Kant frowned: "What?"

　　 The psychological quality of desert robbers is still ok~www.readwn.com~ But such a horrified expression makes Kant a little surprised.

　　 But then, his eyes were also shocked.

　　 Kant apparently discovered what he was talking about, and could not help but blurt out: "This...impossible!"

　　 "Yes, this really exists."

The desert robber swallowed slightly and said slowly: "Master Lord, I don't even know what's going on, but the reality is like this." Wei Dun, he continued: "In this tribe of jackals No springs, no lakes, no soil, it is not an oasis at all, but they are right here."

　　 Their faces were impressive.

　　In the tribe of jackals 100 meters away, there were indeed messy tents everywhere.

　　 is full of jackals wearing shabby linen clothes, and young jackals who do not care about hygiene.

　　Including the measurement of dirt and domestic garbage.

　　 But no matter how Kant observes, there is nothing like an oasis in the flat sand in front of me!

　　 is really like the desert robber said.

　　 There is no spring water.

　　 There is no lake.

　　 There is no soil.

　　 There is no oasis.

　　 But in this desert of Nalun, without oasis, without water resources, it is equivalent to death!

How can 　　 develop as well as this Jackal tribe?

　　The nearly 2500 Jackal tribes are already considered to be large tribes, but now they appear in this desert, desert areas with no oasis and no water, which is really heart-wrenching.

　　 was even more shocked.

　　 Kant couldn't help murmuring: "This is not scientific."

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