Lord of the Oasis Chapter 485

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

On the surface, the Dukedom of Leo only had less than ten grand knights, but that was only on the surface. It did not explain anything.

Kant was very clear about the nature of the noble. Their strength was like an iceberg on the sea, and only a small part of it was exposed. However, the strength hidden in the dark could be several times stronger than on the surface, as it was the foundation of their existence.

If there were some wanted to fight with the nobles who only showcased an iceberg of their true strength, these dumb people would probably die in the end.

Take Kant himself for example. Even though he had displayed extremely terrifying power and strength, who knew that these weren't Kant's real trump cards?

Even the Drondheim Castle and Aaron Town that were still hidden in the dark weren't Kant's trump cards.

Kant's trump card was actually a system that was connected to him and could not be separated from each other.

With the system, countless worlds of “Mount and Blade” could be his backing. Compared to the world that Kant currently knew, it was countless times larger.

…

Many times, Rolf, who was leading the desert bandits, liked to rely on the desert bandits' swift and wind-like characteristics to play the enemy in his hands.

However, this time, he did not do so.

That was because it was no longer necessary.

At the intersection of the abandoned farm, twelve knights and four knight attendants were on sentry duty.

They were lying on the ground on sentry duty.

They were snoring.

In just ten minutes, these sixteen knights had already fallen asleep on the ground.

This was not their fault. They were really too tired. Even if they wanted to stay awake, they could not do so.

In order to destroy the despicable rebellion army as soon as possible, the five knight corps had rushed here for a day and a night.

After resting for a while, they were ambushed by the rebellion army, which was several times more than them. They were trapped in a desperate situation.

Dragging their exhausted bodies, the knights fought with all their might and broke out of the encirclement. After leaving behind more than 4,500 corpses, they were lucky to escape.

After that, they did not even care about their bleeding injuries. Wearing heavy armor, they fled for more than ten miles for their lives. It was with great difficulty that they managed to make it to this abandoned farm.

Their bodies were almost exhausted, and their spirits were severely exhausted.

If there were enemies chasing them from behind, these knights might have been able to continue to flee further with their extremely strong will to survive. After that, they would either be caught and killed, or they would be so tired that they would collapse and die on the way.

However, they did not notice the pursuers and were lucky enough to survive until here. Once they relaxed, they would not be able to hold on any longer.

The members of the knight corps who were on sentry duty slept naturally.

Even in the abandoned farmhouse, in more than a dozen stone houses, more than 400 members of the knight corps were the same.

Snores rose and fell, and not a single person was awake, even the only grand knight had overused his extraordinary strength in the previous battle. Among all of them, he was actually the most exhausted.

The rats that were hiding in the stone houses quietly appeared from their hiding caves. They sneakily ate the rotten meat on the knights' wounds, occasionally letting out happy squeaks.

Even so, not a single knight was awakened.

The sound of horse hooves came from the main road of the farm. Under Rolf's leadership, the 1,600 elite desert bandits and desert bandits cast a shadow in the pitch-black night.

The faces of the desert bandits were fierce, and their fierce and arrogant eyes were shining with a bloodthirsty light.

They had never been easy to deal with. Whether it was in the Continent of Caradia or in this world, their hands were stained with blood.

“Ha!” Rolf looked at the sixteen knights lying on the ground at the intersection of the abandoned farm.

“The situation is much better than I expected!”

Rolf compared these knights with the cavalry of the Continent of Caradia again, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

Whether it was the Swadian Heavy Cavalry, the Khergits and the Sarrandian Horseman, or even the desert bandits under his command, they would not perform so badly under the same circumstances.

Even if they were to cut themselves with their blades and stimulate themselves with pain, they would never allow themselves to fall asleep peacefully.

After all, it was a world of war.

The South County had been too comfortable and peaceful for too long.

Ten years!

These knights had not experienced a real war for ten years.

Under the prosperity and extravagance of the South County, these wild cavalrymen of Dukedom of Leo, who were once able to roam the battlefield, had also fallen a lot.

They were not as elite as they thought they were.

Whether it was the clumsy camp before, or the completely defenseless rest now.

The only thing that had a bit of chivalry was the desperate escape in the canyon, which had been deliberately designed by Rolf.

On the battlefield, there was no room for luck.

Something would happen.

“Guys, pick up your scimitars!”

There was a trace of cruelty in Rolf's eyes. He stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth. He ordered coldly, “Cut off the heads of these knights who sleep like pigs!”

The dark clouds were blown by the westerly wind, blocking the moonlight. Even the moon was unwilling to witness the tragedy that would happen in the human world.

This was a cruel massacre.

It was also the easiest thing Rolf had experienced since he came to this wonderful world, a war!

The moonlight shone on the ground again, illuminating the wild figures of the desert bandits who had left this abandoned farm.

Blood was dripping from the scimitars hanging from the waist of the desert bandits.

In the abandoned farm, a thick smell of blood permeated in the air. The wild wolves ten miles away followed this smell.

Vultures were flying in from afar.

The 438 knights, knight attendants, and a grand knight were sleeping soundly in the abandoned farm.

They would never wake up again.

…

The next morning, Kant had just finished a delicious and nutritious breakfast on a three-row warship in the Resniston River.

Two slices of bread baked from fine wheat flour, a piece of roasted desert gazelle in the middle, and a hard-boiled sand grouse egg from Aaron, raised in the forests of the Senwaya Range, after that, he took a sip of the fresh broth.

It was a wonderful day.

After breakfast, Kant put on a velvet robe and went to the deck to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the river in the morning sun.

A layer of snow-white mist rolled on the surface of the river in the distance, creating a dense atmosphere.

The light of the morning sun shone on the deck and covered Kant's body. The warm light made Kant feel refreshed, and the extraordinary power in his body also became active and circulated on its own. It seemed that his extraordinary power was absorbing the light of the morning sun.

On the surface of the river, the mist gradually dispersed, revealing the sparkling surface of the water.

From time to time, a cheerful water bird flew up from the fields on both sides of the river. It swept across the surface of the river and caught a fat and fresh fish.

It was a beautiful scene.

A mage wearing a fine linen robe came to the deck and said to Kant respectfully, “My lord, Mr. Rolf has sent a victory report from the battlefield in the South County. He also requests that you speak to him.”

Kant turned around. The morning wind blew his dazzling golden hair. His amber-like eyes were shining with curiosity.

“Oh, a report of victory?”

Kant smiled. Good news always made people happy.

“Yes!”! Mr. Rolf reported that last night, he had planned to use the despicable rebel army in the South County to ambush the five knight corps. He had completely wiped out the five thousand members of the knight corps and severely injured the despicable rebel army in the South County.”

The mage bowed slightly and reported the news to the Honorable Lord Kant respectfully.

“This is indeed good news!”

Kant understood Rolf. This guy loved to do things that would harm others and benefit himself the most.

Since it was Rolf's personal design, then the desert bandits under him would not suffer too much loss.

With Kant's current power, even if the desert bandits were completely wiped out, it was not a big deal.

Hence, Kant didn't ask about the casualties.

“Since Rolf wants to talk to me, I'll go and listen to what he wants to say!”

Kant said with a smile. The South County had only dispatched 20,000 heavy cavalries. Now that 5,000 of them had been wiped out, the remaining 15,000 weren't much of a threat.

Kant could roughly guess what Rolf wanted to say to him, and his mood became lighter.

Chapter end