The Wolfmen's Ambush (2)
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It was lunchtime, and just as Kant was planning to take a nap in the shallow pit, the familiar sound of the system notification startled him awake.
At the same time, a dialogue box appeared in his retinas.
[Ding... Temporary Mission Released]
[Temporary Mission: Wolfmen's Ambush]
[Reward: 20 Date Palm Trees (Fruit-bearing)]
[Description: The aroma of cooking has attracted a group of scent-sensitive Wolfmen. You need to defeat them.]
Kant stood up directly from the shallow pit.
His expression turned solemn because this was a temporary mission from the system, released irregularly and without a fixed schedule.
But this temporary mission precisely confirmed one thing.
That there was a group of Wolfmen lurking around the sand dune where they camped, and they had already discovered them, preparing to launch an ambush!
"Careless."
Kant felt somewhat helpless towards the cavalrymen, but without command authority, he couldn't give them orders.
He walked out of the tent, where a dozen or so farmers were preparing lunch.
As for the cavalrymen sent by the Lion Kingdom to protect them, they were all huddled in their tents and sand pits, not even a single sentry on watch. Their vigilance was quite lax.
Kant frowned at this.
If it weren't for the system notification, those Wolfmen would probably have gone unnoticed even when they appeared near the tents!
No time to waste.
Kant went to the wagon and found his own box.
Inside was a securely fastened light crossbow and a matching quiver, neatly filled with 20 short and thick iron crossbow bolts.
The Wolfmen needed to be personally discovered by him because Kant couldn't explain how he knew about their planned ambush. Although he could be considered a half-scholar, he definitely wasn't a magician with mysterious powers.
With three Swadian farmers by his side, Kant walked briskly towards the top of the sand dune where they had set up camp.
Crouching down carefully, Kant surveyed the surroundings.
"There, I see them," a farmer's voice sounded, his throat low as he pointed north. "Look, Wolfmen, there are many of them!"
"Hmm," Kant nodded.
About 50 raggedly dressed Wolfmen were quietly sneaking over the sand dune about 700 meters away in the north, crouched low as if they were hunting.
And indeed, they were hunting. These fierce Wolfmen had human flesh in their diet.
"Fall back and wake everyone up, prepare for battle," Kant said, crouching and retreating. His face was solemn, but he felt much more at ease.
Though it appeared that there were quite a lot of them, with over 50 Wolfmen, it was actually not a significant threat compared to the size of their group.
The 20 Lion Kingdom cavalrymen who were still resting in their tents below the sand dune could easily take care of these Wolfmen, and their own losses would be minimal.
Well-trained cavalrymen dealing with these primitive humanoid races was quite simple.
Quickly descending the sand dune, Kant held his light crossbow and spoke in a low voice, "Captain Rowan, we have a problem. It's best to have everyone come out and prepare for battle. We will be ambushed by over 50 Wolfmen in our camp soon."
"Wolfmen?" Captain Rowan's voice was somewhat astonished.
At the same time, the 20 cavalrymen emerged from their tents, quickly grabbing their weapons, their faces serious. However, when they scanned the surrounding sand dunes, they didn't notice anything unusual.
But Rowan didn't question it. Instead, he asked Kant, "Where are they?"
"There, they are approaching," Kant pointed to the north.
"Mount up and prepare for battle."
Rowan gritted his teeth, glaring at the four cavalrymen behind him and said angrily, "Damn it, you four will spend the night polishing everyone's boots. You went on reconnaissance and didn't even notice this many Wolfmen."
The four cavalrymen's faces turned ugly, but they didn't argue.
In fact, it was their mistake, as they were responsible for scouting the northern area.
"My apologies, Baron," Rowan said, leading all the cavalrymen to mount their horses, tightly gripping their spears and swords. He said to Kant solemnly, "We will mobilize everyone. It may not be possible to protect you here, so please be careful."
"Don't worry," Kant nodded.
These cavalrymen weren't meant for defense; they would launch a proactive attack and directly crush those Wolfmen.
Once the ambush was discovered, it would lose any effectiveness.
Watching the 20 cavalrymen, led by Rowan, quickly galloping around the sand dune and charging towards the north, Kant commanded, "Everyone, prepare for battle and follow me."
"Understood!"
The 30 Swadian farmers responded in unison, standing in formation with their long-handled scythes, which had been specially modified for combat. Though a bit awkward, they were still formidable weapons, capable of stabbing and slashing.
Moreover, all 30 Swadian farmers were wielding these long-handled scythes, forming two rows in a square formation.
"After this battle, someone should level up," Kant said, leading the Swadian farmers to the top of the sand dune.
Meanwhile, about 200 meters away, the 20 Lion Kingdom cavalrymen, wielding spears over two meters long, were roaring on their horses, launching a fearless charge towards the disorganized group of over50 Wolfmen.
"Long live the Lion Kingdom!" the cavalrymen shouted their slogan as their warhorses thundered forward at high speed.
Although the gravel terrain limited their absolute speed, the cavalrymen's charge still left the Wolfmen bewildered and unable to react.
In the eyes of these Wolfmen, their tribe reigned supreme in the Naren Desert. That's why they dared to quietly approach this place emitting an enticing aroma, without knowing who their enemy was.
But when they saw human cavalry charging down the sand dune, all the Wolfmen panicked and began to flee.
The m******e from ten years ago was etched in their minds.
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