Chapter 43: The Camp
Danzoka walked out of the tent and took a deep breath of the fresh desert night air, and saw the middle-ranking priest Fernand who immediately met him, and his heart was troubled, this stupid guy went to attack a tribe of Bedai barbarians, and he fled back in embarrassment, and also lost the mage and his deputy priest, and said that the horse that could fly was really unknown.
With a gloomy face, Danzoka looked directly at Fernand, which made the latter a little nervous, seeing the appearance of his subordinates, and thinking of his poor performance, Dnzoka approached Fernand. Said word by word: "I'm going to take the right person to explore the ruins with the Yin, you are the supreme commander, take care of the people left behind by the portal and the Yin! Don't let me down again, now one of our detachments will only come back tomorrow, the camp is understaffed, be vigilant!"
Fernand hurriedly said yes, Danzoka snorted coldly, and walked towards the brightly lit pit, around which was still a hot scene, a large pile of Bedai women and children were carrying sand hand by hand around the pit, delicate brass pulleys hoisted the sand out of the pit, women and children hurriedly stepped forward to load and transport the sand out of baskets, several Bedai men were tired and collapsed beside the wheel, several overseers immediately stepped forward and whipped with leather whips, and the substitute men were immediately sent up.
Danzoka and a group of attachés took the human elevator, several elites of the Santalin Club were next to the lift, to prevent the resentful Bedai slaves from doing hands and feet to the elevator, the elevator squeaked and descended to the bottom, and the courteous subordinates opened the steel guardrail, Danzoka took the lead in walking out proudly, while walking, Danzoka looked at the densely working Bedai coolies at the bottom of the pit with a critical eye, and there was a roar in front of him, but it was the sound of the dwarf digging machinery on Lantan Island, looking at the roaring machinery emitting black smoke, Danzoka sighed in his heart, if there were a few more of these things, it would not cost so many slaves, but although this kind of machinery is easy to use, but the cost is expensive, and it can catch up with the golem, and the dwarf hired mage who knows how to operate is very rare, and it is impossible to use it on a large scale.
Seeing the slaves around him, Danzoka felt a burst of anger towards Fernand, he brought less than three hundred slaves, and it was clearly stated that he would not add more, he had originally formulated a plan to eliminate the six nearby tribes, but he didn't expect Fernand to go wrong, and he also lost a priest and a more valuable mage, making himself clumsy in terms of high-level combat power, "black road" Now because of the actions of the Yin Spirit, he can't support himself, he has to send troops to obtain slaves, and he has to contain the Yin Soul people in the camp, which is really a big one, and the next attack can only wait for this group of captives to train a group of vassal soldiers, or wait until the "Black Road" side can send reinforcements.
Danzoka walked forward rather irritably, in exchange for time, he even sent a few prisoners of surrender to give gifts to those tribes, to paralyze and even let the other party kill each other, but unfortunately he only had really useful goods here, no barbarians' favorite ceramic beads, fine-needle scissors or anything, and the barbarians in the south were even exchanging desert heavy horses for precious desert spices for colored shells!
Thinking indistently, Danzoka came to a smaller pit, where a group of Yin Soul People and the reception staff of the Santarin Society were already waiting, and Danzoka nodded at the high-ranking mage of the Yin Soul in a reserved manner, while casually observing the pit.
This pit was obviously a collapsed tall house before, the gravel at the entrance had been cleared, the sturdy date palm frame held the entrance in place, the pine resin torches hanging around it were beeping, the elite of the Santarin Society on one side were nervously preparing supplies, the Yin Lieutenant stepped forward to negotiate that the number of people entering the two sides should be the same, Danzoka just muttered a word and didn't pay attention to the Yin Spirit, the red light in the eyes of the high-ranking Yin Soul Mage flashed, and he didn't say anything, the two sides split into two piles, quietly waiting for the dwarf slaves to use iron blowers to deliver air to the cave。
Eventually, a high-level Shade Mage who could use Level 6 Arcane entered the pit with two second-level mages and twelve guards below Lieutenant Shade. On the Santarin Order, Danzoka, who can use sixth-level divine magic, leads a minor priest and a minor mage and thirty-six elite warriors, plus twelve heavily armored skeleton warriors controlled by the priest and twenty Bedai slaves who serve as pack horses and cannon fodder.
Fenander stood at the door of the mine, respectfully sent Danzoka away, and then immediately left for the tent on duty, although Fernande wanted to drink a bottle of elf honey in his heart, but he also knew in his heart that now is not the time, the only reason why he lost his troops and was not punished is that the current camp is understaffed, and it is too late for him to make meritorious contributions, but he can't go wrong again.
Coming to the edge of the platform where the portal was located, Fernande was satisfied to see that the platform was illuminated by more than a dozen large oil lamps with an inextinguishable flame spell, and the platform was also surrounded by magic alarms, a large number of spells and magic enchantments of anti-invisibility, anti-transformation and anti-confusion control spells, and there was a team of twelve people with mage apprentices and apprentice priests guarding in three shifts around the clock, and the garrison's dormitory was on the side, ready to support.
Fernande came to the tent on duty, the middle-level mage in the tent said hello, and fell asleep on the small bed next to him, the mage never kept vigil, Fernande looked through a book in the tent boredly, while raising his head from time to time, and looked at the tent area of the Shadow Man, where it was also lit like the day by the oil lamps and a large number of torches, two middle-level wanderers and a team of ten crossbowmen protected the allies of the Santarin Society.
Fernande knew in his heart that the biggest threat to the camp was these so-called allies, except for them, who could threaten the camp in this remote desert, the camp was very short of troops, and a team that went out to attack the barbarians was resting outside as usual, and the troops he led during the day had suffered considerable losses, and they had just fought, so it was impossible to force them to keep vigil, Danzoka took an elite squad with him, and the guards in the camp were very nervous.
Looking at the tent of the Yin Ghost Man in the distance, thinking that according to the information, there was at least one mid-level mage of the Yin Man who did not participate in the exploration of the ruins, Fernande's heart tightened, and he calculated the guards guarding the slaves in the camp and the garrison forces in various key places, called his own guards, and ordered the two twelve-man squads and six wanderer sentry posts stationed on the periphery of the camp to retreat to the camp, strengthen the internal vigilance, and hand over the original position to the vassal cavalry team that he had commanded during the day.
Nearly thirty vassal cavalrymen got up from the bed with a curse, these cavalrymen who had been trained in the south for more than a year only dared to nag a few words, and did not dare to disobey the orders of the Santarin Society, seeing the lazy vassals walking towards their posts, Fernande frowned, but thought that the unit outside tomorrow would return with more than three hundred captives, and thought of the large number of magic alarms on the periphery, shook his head, and continued to read.
Just as Fernande was getting more and more sleepy reading, a piercing and long alarm startled him.