Rise In Calradia

The Salander Desert, a vast sandy sea with an area of ​​over 30,000 square kilometers in the south of Caladia.

The high temperature of the day, the cold of the night, and the sandstorm that swallows everything like a huge mouth of a devil from time to time. Food and water are extremely scarce, and everything people need is hard to be replenished. There are also those brutal bandits in the desert, cruelly plundering all caravans and travelers passing by. The combination of these factors makes this desert a tomb for burying outsiders and one of the deadliest areas in Calradia.

The white bones exposed from time to time under the sand dunes, and the wreckage of the wagon filled with gravel, all remind the creatures who came to this desert. This is the abyss that devours life, and it is a veritable place of death!

Of course, if you have the money to buy dozens of big camels to form your own desert boat fleet like Baron Von Byron, hire a whole team of local full-time guides, reserve enough supplies for 5oo people for a month, and bring 15o people With a strong cavalry force composed of heavily armed mercenary cavalry and Swadia heavy cavalry, then don't worry too much about the dangers. It's right to choose a target location.

It has been two and a half weeks since they entered Salander from the border of Swadia. Except for a sentry on a desert beach and a nearby small village, they have not encountered other supply points. Even if no one is dead or left behind, the supplies are still sufficient, and Byron can't stand the game anymore.

Before he came to this world, he watched some documentaries, survival shows, saw the desert on the screen, and knew its horror.

But after the truth came here, he realized that this place was worse than expected.

His team is not small in size, with cavalry, infantry on horseback, guides leading camels, and a herd of camel horses that he spent a lot of money to buy, all of which are local horses in Salander. The team moved, and they couldn't see the side when looking back from the front.

But after he really entered the desert, his team looked like a small boat in the ocean, small and inconspicuous.

There was a sandstorm when they were camping and resting. The scale was so big that even the guides screamed in a hurry.

The sand was flowing, the earth was trembling, the violent sand was dancing around the sky, and the towering sand dunes were blown away in this storm. Byron was lying in the sandpit, wrapping himself in the linen that was used as a tent, closing his eyes, listening to the rage of the squally wind, and feeling the high-flying sand beating on his body.

When the sandstorm passed, he crawled out of the sand. The entire camp was buried by a sandstorm, and everyone was trapped in the sand to varying degrees.

Fortunately, no one was injured, only a few horses and a camel were lost.

However, this still left a shadow on many northern soldiers who had never seen the desert, and the morale of Byron's troops plummeted as a result. Many people were complaining about why he didn't pick a good place to go, but had to pass it straight through the **** desert.

In fact, Byron’s current road is not the main transportation route in Saland. The best way to go is to go south after exiting the border and pass through the prosperous and prosperous area. A green land city in the desert, the city of Dusharez in the Sultanate. Here they can replenish materials and buy special products, and then go to other villages and towns along the commercial road, which are all oasis land with smooth roads and abundant water plants.

In that way, although Byron may be late for some time, he and the soldiers who are loyal to him will have a good time along the way, enjoying good food, dates, and Salander wines, or even just this. Slave beauty only found in a piece of land.

But unfortunately, Byron can't enjoy it all. His identity and his purpose do not allow him to do this.

Byron's team is now holding the peony flag, and it is the peony flag used by the peony mercenaries without too much decoration, surrounded by bright red peony flowers and thorn-like weeds. The reason they used when they entered the country was also to perform the mission of the Peony Mercenary. This is the only way to allow such a large-scale armed forces to enter the country. Only these reputable mercenary groups can move freely within the sovereign state after paying huge taxes.

If they are now Byron, the decent baron of the current Baron of Swadia brings hundreds of people into his country, even if the relationship between the two sides is still relatively peaceful, it will cause big trouble! Without formal diplomatic credentials, Byron can never say that he came here to travel, right?

Another question is where Byron is going, it is not any village or city that can be found on the map. In Saland, this is a mysterious stronghold known only to elite mercenaries and robbers. Outside of Salander, there is a legend.

"Sabah, the last stronghold of the Assassins. I read it in the book, but I didn't expect it to exist."

Byron licked his dry lips, looked at Kenrad on the side, and took out the water bag from the package on the horseback, hoping that the story he told would give him some spirit.

"They have adhered to their beliefs for a long time. Before the birth of the Karad Empire, they had independent of their own sect. Sabah, the founder of their rule, advocated the use of assassination and poisoning to deter disobedience. Their people. Kings and nobles rule the people, and they use these methods to rule the powerful. For hundreds of years, they have done well. When I was enslaved by Chief Sarand, an old man was their believer. He told me that at the peak of this sect, no rich or powerful person in the desert kingdom could dream of peace. Assassin ruled the entire country in the shadows."

"Sounds great, but it looks like they are not doing as well as before."

Byron nodded, and Kenrad's description reminded him of the story of the old man in the mountain, and the actions of both sides were very similar.

"Yes, they are also weak."

Kenrad curled his lips and nodded in agreement.

"Their base camp has been destroyed for a long time, and the Salander Sultan also regards them as heretics. Now they only have a stronghold like Sabah, and they have to form an alliance with the locals to rule. If it weren't for my mercenary group to break in Sarand After the roll call, I don’t know how to find it."

When Kenrad finished speaking to Byron, he pointed his finger to the front, and Byron followed his gaze, a large green immediately attracted him.

It was a large-scale oasis. The river passed through the oasis and gathered to form a lake of tens of thousands of square meters.

Wherever the water sources of rivers and lakes can reach, date palm trees grow luxuriantly, and various drought-tolerant plants are distributed around them. It is easy to see the traces of artificial transplantation.

In the center of the oasis, a fortress of rocks and agglomerated sand stands here. The streets extend outward from it, and desert-style huts are everywhere.

"They can also train high-level killers and assassins~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but now they train more elite mercenaries and slave soldiers, and they have a close relationship with bandit gangs all over Salander, and There are a lot of guys who can kill people here. In other words, this is Calradia’s largest and best mercenary market. You asked me where I can find good soldiers. Now, I give you the answer."

Kenrad introduced this place to Byron very solemnly, and Byron himself looked at the cavalry and infantry units with scimitars moving around the oasis, and nodded at him very satisfied. ...

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