With ample preparations, the group continued their journey.
Behind them was a camel caravan consisting of 50 single-humped camels, carrying loads of goods on their backs. They were all merchants from the Dukedom of Leo who had come for the table salt trade. They had brought the goods along with their wagons.
However, they were not good things either. They were just farm tools made from inferior iron and ordinary grain.
There were some more valuable spices.
As for iron products made of refined iron, including high-grade farm tools, were all unavailable.
Not to mention those weapons and armors that could arm civilians and enhance the combat strength of soldiers. These things were definitely not seen in these merchants’ wagons. It was completely a tacit agreement among the merchants to not trade with high quality goods.
And even if there were weapons, they were mostly warrior longsword made of ordinary iron ingots used by the guards.
Even the armors they brought over were the lowest grade of leather armors.
This was the result of the noble families of the Dukedom of Leo after a discussion.
In their view, the Oasis Lookout in the Nahrin Desert had already been occupied by Kant. This baron, who should have been exiled to a remote desert to wait for his death, had regained the initiative with the help of some hidden forces, he had even discovered a salt mine that was of high value, which increased his wealth and force.
The value of salt was extremely high. The noble families of the Dukedom of Leo and the Silver Platter Kingdom were willing to send out a large army to wage war, even if it were by force, they would seize the salt mine that could produce high-grade table salt in their own hands.
It was just that it was still too short a time, and everyone had yet to react. For the sake of conservatism, they were only taking precautions first.
Or it could be called probing.
Without absolute certainty, they would not act.
Sealing off trade goods was one of the means.
Banning the sale of weapons and armors, banning the sale of iron ingots, banning the sale of military supplies, the goal was to seal off the Oasis Lookout, seal off the Nahrin Desert, and let Kant fall into the plight of shortage of supplies.
However, they did not know that Kant did not need their supplies.
In fact, it was also true for the grain that was gradually decreasing in trading.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64ce79d606107d003c23ea27", id: "pf-5140-1"})The well-developed and self-recycling “Drondheim” Castle and “Aaron” City were completely self-sufficient, and even the urgently needed supplies could be traded in Caradia or Pendor.
This world didn’t have much of a need for Kant.
Except for the golden eagle.
That shiny, gold-forged, extremely valuable currency that could be exchanged for a denar!
The people of this world could not realize that these golden eagles that seemed precious but were not of much use were denar that could be exchanged for everything to Kant.
Just like now, every time Kant traded table salt, he would receive two hundred thousand plus denars.
He had long gotten rid of the period of poverty.
He was on the way to prosperity!
The army had begun to be trained on a large scale with the establishment of castles and cities.
There would be more tragic battles in the following wars. Even if Kant had a higher-level extraordinary troop class, they would still be nothing more than meat lumps with bones when facing the extremely large-scale battlefield that was like a meat grinder.
The extraordinary troop class would also be injured and die.
Even high-level creatures such as titans, angels, dragons and so on would be the same.
Kant still could not relax.
Especially when he learned about the past glory of this world, he could not ignore the heritage that was still passed down.
At least Kant had not really attacked the human countries yet. He still did not have a clear understanding of the true high-end forces of the human countries, such as the coalition forces formed by the grand knights, mages, and priests.
The two sides only had a short contact.
Kant had only revealed his strength appropriately.
But in terms of the level of elite troops, Kant had the backing of countless riding worlds, he was definitely stronger than this world including the Dukedom of Leo!
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64cc9e79c7059f003e4ad4b0", id: "pf-5109-1"})The only thing Kant was afraid of now was the remnants from the era of the gods.
For example, those demons.
Those undead.
And those gods… who might still be alive!
It was true that it was the end of the magic era, but since even demons, undead, and god’s descendants had appeared recently, was it possible that some gods were still alive until now?
Perhaps the gods that the human countries worshiped originated from the remaining gods.
Kant was cautious.
This was also the reason why he did not directly launch a forceful attack and expose his strength first.
Although defeating enemies was refreshing, there were more side effects.
Slowly invading was the way of the king.
Occupying step by step, spreading step by step, attacking step by step, forcing step by step.
Finally, he obtained an absolute advantage!
Whether it was the Stone Pass or the Resniston River in the East County, Kant planned to slowly develop and infiltrate. Even if he had to spend 10 or 20 years, he would slowly infiltrate the Dukedom of Leo until he could swallow it whole, there would be no violent reaction from the enemies!
This was the terror of encroachment. Although he could not swallow the entire dukedom in an instant and would need to use military means to forcefully unify the dukedom, dealing with the problem of bloating his stomach afterwards was also painful.
If he was careless and was instead picked by other forces, then he would regret it in the beginning.
The mantis stalks the cicada, the oriole is behind the mantis.
Although Kant was the oriole at the moment, but who knew if the ancient forces were hidden behind Kant, like a giant eagle ready to hunt the oriole?
Kant did not believe that all the gods were dead. Perhaps there were some of them still alive!
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})It was late in night.
The group of people continued to return with the caravan.
The temperature in the Nahrin Desert was very low at night, but they were all covered by leather jackets and pants. They could barely keep warm and not fall into a desperate situation because of the minus 30 degrees temperature.
The temperature between the day and night was very extreme.
And because there were no snowflakes, it was a temperature that could freeze people to death!
The name of the desert of civilization, the forbidden area of races was not a joke.
Even those low-level Jackalans who had the innate ability to endure and had fur like animals had to build a bonfire at night in the Nahrin Desert. If there was no bonfire, then they would dig through the layers of sand and squeeze into each other to keep warm.
Kant and the others were able to barely move forward thanks to the help of the system power in their bodies.
If it were a normal human or warhorse or camel, they would probably freeze to death.
“Clop, clop, clop –”
The hooves of the horses broke through the sand, making a special sound.
Kant turned his head to look.
A Desert Bandit who should have spread out to scout the path were quickly approaching on their horses.
“My lord, at the dune in front, we found an unfamiliar group of 10 people. They are now under our control and are not post any danger for the time being.”
The Desert Bandit reported, “Should we get rid of them?” As he said that, he raised his hand into a palm and blurred it at his neck. “We can get rid of them very quickly. They are all damn spies, a bunch of trash-like rats!”
“Well, that’s it.”
Kant waved his hand casually. Indeed, he did not care.
Just like the Desert Bandit said, these spies were just a bunch of trash-like rats. A group of spies who wanted to investigate Kant’s background. There were no so-called human rights for them.
Of course, there was no so-called humanitarian aid or merciful forgiveness.
“Understood!” the Desert Bandit nodded with a sinister smile.
Turning his horse around, he quickly left to pass on the order.
“Heh, there are more and more spies.” Kant couldn’t help but shake his head. He frowned slightly and said to Bunduk behind him, “I didn’t expect that we would be able to discover these spies even though we are almost at the Oasis Lookout area.”
“I really didn’t expect that either.” Bunduk nodded.
He had lived in the Oasis Lookout before, so he naturally understood the importance of the Oasis Lookout.
Especially Rolf, who had been frantically searching for spies at the central posthouse. He had killed nearly 300 rats recently, and even such a terrifying method had not stopped the spies from coming.
Only an even more brutal massacre could deter those greedy guys.
Kant and Rolf actually had the same idea.
This was also the reason why he tacitly allowed Rolf to start a massacre at the central posthouse.
But very soon, the Desert Bandit returned on horseback.
Kant couldn’t help but frown and ask, “What happened?”
“There’s a situation!”
The Desert Bandit didn’t panic. It seemed that there wasn’t a crisis that couldn’t be dealt with.
Instead, he calmed his mind and quickly reported to Kant clearly, “The spies claimed themselves as the forces left behind in the Dukedom of Leo by your biological mother, Princess Sofia. They said they were here to contact you.” He said in a serious tune, “My lord, we are unable to determine whether this is true or false.”
“Yes.” Kant’s expression was calm. “I understand.”
“You can go down. Keep an eye on them.”
Bunduk waved his hand, indicating for the Desert Bandits to leave.
This kind of matter indeed needed to be reported.
Matters related to the lord’s family were no longer something that soldiers like them could handle.
Even Bunduk was a little troublesome. Looking at his supreme lord beside him, who was slightly silent, he could not help but ask, “Lord Kant, do you want to… personally meet these spies?”
“Heh, interesting.”
Kant snorted coldly, the corners of his mouth curling up into an inexplicable smile.
His eyes were cold.
He turned to the Lion Knight beside him and ordered, “Bring those ten spies over. I want to see what the forces left behind by my mother are.”
“Yes!” One of the Lion Knights nodded and immediately spurred his horse forward, rushing towards the dune.
“Let’s set up camp here.”
Kant continued to instruct, “The night is very dark, and the temperature is getting colder.” He paused, took a deep breath of the cold air, and said lightly, “I’m also a little tired.”
“Understood!” the surrounding soldiers nodded.
Soon, the camp and the bonfire rose together.
In the dune far away, 20 desert bandits were carrying spears and scimitars. They were walking around 10 guys in hoods and cloaks. The Lion Knight was the first to report, “Lord, they’re here.”
“Got it.” Kant nodded.
The 10 guys in black linen hood also came in front of him.
They looked at the Lion Knights and the mages in leather coats who were still holding their staffs. Their eyes were filled with shock, but they bowed respectfully, “Greetings, Prince Kant!”
“Prince?”
Kant smiled lightly.
Looking at these people who had taken off their hood, who were obviously middle-aged men, he said calmly, “You seem to have called me by the wrong title. In the Dukedom of Leo, I’m just a baron.”
