"Well, get up and go back and practice hard!" Nalant nodded and sent the three of them away.
"Narant, have you taught these subordinates the fighting spirit training method a long time ago?" After Quick and others left, Stella looked at Nalant in surprise.
"Yes, Stella, didn't I say that I also want to form an order of extraordinary knights!"
"Yeah!" Stella nodded and said nothing more.
During the last harvest festival, a group of nobles knew that Nalant was planning to form an order of extraordinary knights, and they laughed at Nalant for overestimating his abilities.
But now Stella understands.
Nalant's seemingly casual words were not just words at all, they had already been arranged.
As a young knight, Nalant was willing to reward the fighting spirit cultivation techniques to all his subordinates. Stella really didn’t know what Nalant was thinking.
It can be said that Nalant's mind and vision are truly unique to her.
And she found that the better she got to know Nalant, the more she realized that this man was like a mystery that was difficult to figure out.
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Shirley's investigation was of course fruitless. In the end, in order to reassure Stella, Narant even accompanied her to explore in person.
This search also yielded no results. In the end, Stella could only frown and was sent back to the tent by Nalant.
As the night gets darker and darker, the entire camp regains its tranquility.
When Nalant and others fell into their dreams, a huge army camped in a depression more than fifty miles northwest of their camp.
The tents in this depression are like dense bushes under the moonlight, stretching for miles.
This is the ten-thousand-strong army sent by the Northern Principality. Their purpose is to take the rear of the Agate Principality's army.
"Call, how far are we from walking out of the desert?"
"Commander Huck, according to the guide of the Greenleaf Principality, we will be able to walk out of the desert and reach the border of our principality tomorrow afternoon at the latest!"
"Can the fresh water you carry last until tomorrow afternoon?"
"Lord Commander, it should be okay to ask the guards to be patient! The Green Leaf Guide said that there are no oases and hidden springs along the way, and we can only wait until we reach the border of the principality before there are rivers."
"Can you bear it? More than 300 warriors from the principality have died in this desert along the way. If we let them endure it again, I'm afraid hundreds more warriors will die tomorrow."
"Commander Harker, there is nothing we can do about this...it's all for your majesty's plan. They died with honor. You don't have to blame yourself. As long as your majesty's plan succeeds this time, the Agate Principality will no longer be able to compete with us."
"Oh, I don't need you to tell me this. It's just too uncomfortable to be thirsty to death. You can go back and let the army set off early tomorrow before the sun rises!"
"Yes, Lord Commander!"
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After a night of silence, Nalant began to direct a group of serfs to set up defenses early the next morning.
Although the attack from the Northern Principality may be minimal, the possibility of support from this route is almost zero.
But his two lifetime experiences told him that the more impossible it seemed, the more precautions he needed to take.
Those who die miserably are always lucky gamblers.
A wise man will never leave his life to God's will.
Ahem... Of course, the most important thing is that this defense does not require any effort from the noble master...
Nalant's thousands of captives have recovered their strength after these days of recuperation, so they are idle, and it is just right for them to find some work to do.
"Narant, why did you start digging holes and cutting down trees so early in the morning?"
Nalant was leaning on a soft chair, drinking honey tea and supervising the work of a group of serfs. Boris and Rael came closer wiping their sleepy eyes.
"Building fortifications, you two guys won't forget what we came to do, right?" Narant gave the two guys a big look.
"Narant, if we are stationed at the place that the Earl originally mentioned, we really need to be on guard. But in this place where birds don't shit, I'm afraid we won't even see ghosts. Is this completely unnecessary?"
"Yes, I heard that although you can reach the Northern Principality from here, you need to walk continuously in the desert for seven or eight days. There seems to be no water source in the middle. If the Northern Principality army dares to pass here, it will definitely die of thirst.
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"It is estimated that only some small principalities in the northwest will pass through this road, because they have camels and are familiar with the desert."
Boris and Rael didn't take it seriously. The two guys sang in harmony, and even shamelessly asked Lilia for two cups of honey tea.
"You two guys, even if there is a one in ten thousand chance, you have to be cautious. Have you forgotten that time when there was an ambush in the valley? It was because a group of young descendants felt that there was no possibility of an ambush, and they were finally surrounded!
"Narant shook his head, really helpless towards these two salted fish barons.
"Okay! Narante, you are right!" The two of them immediately admitted defeat after hearing this, "Narante, do you need us to send our subordinates to help?"
"No need, we only have one stone bridge to defend, and my subordinates can finish it in one morning!"
Because the passage that needs to be guarded is very narrow, there are not many arrangements for Narant.
First, several deep trenches three to four meters wide were dug at both ends of the stone bridge, and then sharpened wooden thorns were inserted into the sides of the trenches.
If there are enemies coming by then, they will be blocked by deep trenches and destroyed by Nalant's long-range firepower.
After that, even if they crossed the deep ditch, Nalant still built a stone wall at the end of the bridge on his side.
The stone wall is not very high, about three meters.
At that time, this stone wall will become another death barrier for the enemy.
And when the death level is broken through, there are two deep trenches waiting for the enemy behind.
Nalant felt that with his arrangement, even if three or four thousand people came, they would be unable to break through.
You must know that I have arranged five bed crossbows behind the trees on the left and right sides of the stone bridge.
And when the enemy actually arrives, he will also pull out the five catapults in the camp.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In this autumn expedition, his bed crossbow has shown its power, but the catapult has not been used once, and the tarpaulin has not even been lifted. Speaking of Nalant
It's really something to look forward to.
"Sir, the Knights of the Storm have completed their exploration upstream and downstream!" At this moment, Quick led a group of cavalry back to the camp and reported to Nalant.
"Well, how about it, are there any shoals upstream and downstream?" In order to be more safe, Nalant sent Quick and others early to explore the situation upstream and downstream of the river.
Otherwise, don't let the enemy really come by then. This bridge is impregnable, but the upstream and downstream are detoured by the enemy, which would be a scam.
"Sir, my subordinates divided into two teams and swam up and down for thirty miles respectively, but they didn't find any shoals." Quick replied immediately.
After a pause, Quick thought of something again and continued: "But sir, my subordinates found a section of the river more than ten miles upstream that is relatively narrow. Because there are hills protruding from both sides, the width of the river is only three meters."
More than ten meters.
"More than thirty meters? What about the depth?" Nalant frowned slightly.
"Sir, the depth is more than three meters deep, which is the same as the river below!"
"Well, that's okay!" Nalant nodded. As long as the depth is sufficient, even if it is narrower, it is not a big problem.
Moreover, if an enemy really appears on his path, he will definitely ask Shirley to send bees and Xiao Huihui to monitor the upstream and downstream.
In this way, the old man Nalant lay in the shade of the trees by the river for a whole day, occasionally bragging and spanking with Boris Rael.
As for Stella, she also stayed in the camp with a few lucky girls, chatting and eating delicious food.
In the evening, just when Nalant and others thought it was another uneventful day, Xiao Huihui flew back from a distance with wings flapping at an extremely fast speed, and then landed directly on Shirley's shoulder and chirped.
Got up.
When Xiao Huihui finished chirping, Shirley, who was eating skewers with Nalant and others, was stunned for a moment, and then even the skewers in her hand fell to the ground.