In the temporary camp, the desert bandits had returned, they quickly came to Kant's tent and reported respectfully, "My lord, they are here. There are about 500 cavalries, about 1,000 elite lance soldiers, and more than 5,000 mixed troops. They look like water bandits."
"Water bandits, how interesting." Kant's lips curled up slightly. He was not unfamiliar with this group of bandits from the Resniston River.
Baheshtur, who was beside him, also said in a low voice, "Lord, do you need us to fight in advance?"
"Of course." Kant's lips still curled up slightly. "This motley crew, could they be stronger than those fellows from the Crimson Sect?" Looking at Baheshtur, he lowered his voice. "Let the blood of this motley of pathetic crew spread across the plains!"
"As you wish!" Baheshtur grinned sinisterly.
As one of the most war-loving nomads on the Continent of Caradia and a former member of the Khergit Khanate, his favorite thing was to lead his troops and crush the enemy under the hooves of horses.
"How long will it take for them to arrive here?" Kant asked the desert bandits, "I need a more specific time."
The desert bandits thought for a while and immediately answered in a deep voice, "Most of them are infantry. It will take them one hour to march. Even if they arrive near us, it will take them half an hour to prepare before the battle."
"Very good. Go and prepare." Kant nodded in approval.
"Yes!" the desert bandits saluted and immediately left the tent.
As bandits, they were the best light cavalry after being recruited. They were also not weak in the scouting and investigation.
However, at this moment, the tent was opened again. A Rhodok Sergeant came in and reported, "My lord, there are three strangers outside. They say that... They know you."
"Hmm?" Baheshtur raised his head and frowned. He said coldly, "Lord Kant, be careful of any tricks."
"No." Kant smiled. "It seems that the spy that we arranged at the Resniston River has a certain effect." Pausing for a moment, he explained to Baheshtur, who was still puzzled, "They were the spy that we arranged back then."
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64ce79d606107d003c23ea27", id: "pf-5140-1"})"This is truly a pleasant surprise." Baheshtur lowered his head and saluted. "It comes from your wisdom, Lord Kant."
"Let them in." Kant waved his hand.
He gestured to the Rhodok Sergeant and said, "Don't scare them. However, we must let these friends know our preparation and power. Who can be sure whether they are here to gather intelligence or not?"
"Yes!" the Rhodok Sergeant bowed respectfully with a solemn expression, and then quickly retreated.
"Lord." Baheshtur said, "In fact, in my opinion, it doesn't matter what those water bandits have in mind. A group of rabbles won't be able to cause much resistance to us. This is a plain battlefield."
On a plain battlefield, whoever's infantry was strong would be able to stabilize the front line. Whoever's cavalry was strong would be able to dominate the battlefield.
At the moment, Kant's cavalry and infantry were both elites.
He was the strongest!
This was an unquestionable absolute strength, a strength that could make the enemy feel despair!
In the wilderness outside of the temporary camp, three ordinary looking Resniston Water Bandits were standing outside with their horses. They were wearing iron-scale armor and had iron swords at their waists. There was a hint of panic on their faces.
"Will Baron Kant believe us?" One of the bandits said anxiously, "He just won a battle. I don't think he will believe it now. There will be a force of at least 7,000 people who want to attack him in the evening."
"Who knows?" another water bandit said in a low voice, "But he is the son of Princess Sofia. We once pledged our loyalty to his mother, which is equivalent to pledging our loyalty to Baron Kant, who has the bloodline of Princess Sofia."
"That's right." the other water bandit nodded as well.
But what followed was silence.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64cc9e79c7059f003e4ad4b0", id: "pf-5109-1"})How could they not know?
It was precisely because Baron Kant possessed Princess Sofia's bloodline that they risked their lives to come and inform on him. Otherwise, they would have long followed the large group of water bandits, as well as the noble army from the Silver Platter Kingdom. They could take advantage of the night to directly attack these carriages full of goods. If they were lucky, they could steal some money and obtain a few hundred great silver coins to go and enjoy themselves.
However, they were unwilling to do so. They were once knights but being reduced to water bandits had already brought shame to their family. If they did such things again, it would be the most shameful things for their honor.
They might as well have died gloriously on the battlefield back then. At the very least, they could have won honor for their family!
It was too late to say anything now.
"Hey." the leading water bandit was silent for a moment.
He suddenly raised his head and looked at the other two people. "It doesn't matter whether Baron Kant believes us or not. When we first met him, he could give us some great silver coins, which was enough for us to come here and risk our lives to report."
"Yeah." the two people nodded. "Baron Kant is indeed as kind as Princess Sofia."
The three of them were the Resniston Water Bandits who had encountered Kant in the Nahrin Desert.
Because Kant intended to infiltrate this crucial river, he had given these guys some financial help. And now, these spies had finally played their due role, even though it didn't have much benefit to Kant.
At the door, ten Rhodok Sergeants were wearing heavy chain armor, carrying broad shields, and holding heavy machetes that were like halberd. They were staring at the three of them. Under their helmets and face armor, no expression could be seen at all.
Only the vigilance in their eyes, as well as the extreme coldness, it was like they were looking at a group of dead people.
The three water bandits who were once knights shivered.
They were elites.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})They had already come to a conclusion in their hearts.
In their opinion, these sergeants were even stronger than the heavy elite lance soldiers of the Silver Platter Kingdom, which they were proud of. Especially that imposing manner, it was really unparalleled!
Not long after, someone walked out quickly from the tent.
"Hey, come in!" it was the reporting Rhodok Sergeant. He said rudely, "Follow closely and don't wander around. If we find you doing anything strange," he paused for a moment, but his tone became more and more sinister. "You will know what real pain is when the time comes!"
"Okay, we understand." the three water bandits immediately followed.
They entered the tent.
The three water bandits did not look away.
However, they could not help but feel a little doubtful, and even terrified.
This was because they realized that there were already groups of infantries gathered inside the tent. Even the cavalry had already formed a formation and could get on their horses at any time. They would be able to charge out after flattening the outermost tent that was used as a cover.
Why did this look like a group that was camping? It was clearly a group that was already prepared for battle and was about to set off for battle!
This was a little unbelievable to them!
They were clear about it.
Those scouts that belonged to Baron Kant should not have discovered them.
If they had discovered them, why would they camp here so easily? They should leave as soon as possible. No noble's troops would dare to be so arrogant to face an enemy that was twice their own troops and still camp peacefully!
