our family is gone

Chapter 203 Night Attack
"This should be the main road that used to lead to the original site of Hamlet. These checkpoints set up at different intersections are probably buildings like posting stations back then."

Lance stopped in front of a building relic, inspecting the wreckage of the building that had collapsed a long time ago. From the masonry structure, it can be seen how rich Hamlet was back then, and even remote places were built with this material.

"From these torch stands, it can be seen that there should be personnel stationed here at night, or people who are convenient for people who come and go to this road at night, or have a military role."

He picked up the overturned torch holder, which was actually a wooden pole, and then propped up a small shelf with iron bars on the top. After checking, he found nothing good, just some blackened marks of smoke and fire.

However, a few torches from that year were found nearby, and they were preserved without decay because they were painted with resin.

"Camp here tonight."

Although the building has collapsed, there is no mud and weeds on the ground because of the foundation. It only needs to clean up the dead leaves a little bit to have a good place.

Relying on the remaining masonry walls, it can provide some shelter, and it can also have a little protection in case of sudden situations.

He doesn't care, but he needs to take care of other people in the team.

Soon the tent was set up, the campfire was lit up, and the set up iron pot was gurgling hot water.

Everyone sat around, and the tense nerves finally got a little relaxation.

After a day of searching and trekking, not to mention people, even the energetic Wangcai lay beside Lance, unwilling to move.

It's just that everyone's mood didn't improve because of the rest. On the contrary, they felt lost and pessimistic in their hearts.

Boudica thought that there were many battles and powerful enemies.

Paracelsus thought he had plenty of material for his own study.

William originally thought that he could do something with his own strength and that of Fergus, and practice justice.

But the day passed.

Nothing was found for the whole day, and there was no battle. This situation was a fatal blow to this start-up team that hadn't experienced much adjustment. The atmosphere of everyone sitting still became depressed.

The psychological gap caused everyone's pressure to increase inexplicably, even Lance, who had the best mentality, couldn't help but feel pressure.

He needs to stabilize the team, and also needs to know what the ancestor wants to do, and he is under pressure from both inside and outside.

But there was not much he could do, he just silently added ingredients to the pot and stirred the thick soup in the iron pot.

Potato, carrot and vegetable soup was added with soft white bread, and the chicken that was just killed today was marinated with spices and roasted on the fire. The happiness brought by fat and carbohydrates finally relieved their pressure a little.

Even Fergus and Wangcai each have their own roast chicken.

"Boss did it really well!" Boudica's appetite was not small at all, but he ate more when he was in a bad mood, and dealt with his emotions on the roast chicken.

"Of course, the roast chicken is also carefully processed. The blood is let out, the glands are removed, then marinated with spices, and the belly is stuffed with onions..."

Speaking of others, Lance dare not think he is superior, but when it comes to food, I am afraid that the emperor of the empire is not as delicious as he has eaten. The food in this world is too bad. Wait for some time to make some sauces and discover Spices come.

Finding the starting point of the topic, Lance directly talked about the hard dishes he had eaten in his previous life. He talked about the taste, flavor and shape, and he directly succeeded in distracting everyone's attention. In his mind, it was no longer today's failure, but changed. It became the food in the imagination.

There was only one motivational speech when I entered the wilderness, and the morale boosting effect was very good. Although it may still be useful if it is done again at this time, the effect will definitely be greatly reduced.

And they are all ready to rest. If you come here, it’s useless to be excited. On the contrary, it will make them have nowhere to vent and make it difficult to sleep. It will be counterproductive to kill their spirits. It will be difficult to use the same method to relieve stress and improve morale in the future.

But now Lance uses food to satisfy the most primitive desires of human beings, and then uses the topic of food to divert their attention, making the atmosphere relax.

After being satisfied, the state of the team finally improved a little, at least they started to speak, and the depressive atmosphere was relieved.

"I'll keep watch tonight, you guys should go to bed early after eating."

It is natural to sleep when you are full and warm, and the team can recover after a good rest, but Lance doesn't care. It doesn't matter to him if he doesn't sleep for three to five days. This is extraordinary power.

In the middle of the night, several other people went into the simple tent to rest, but Lance was still sitting by the campfire, writing something with the help of the firelight.

This is the real reason why he keeps vigil. He is writing teaching materials.

About one-third of the people brought back were children under the age of 16. Lance didn't care much about those adults, as long as they worked honestly and contributed to Hamlet.

But those children can't, he has to interfere with their growth and plant the seeds of Hamlet for them, so the teaching materials become extremely important.

First get out the basic textbooks for literacy, and then slowly collect and organize the others, history, geography, mathematics...

That is to say, he grew up in a family of intellectuals, and he is still a high-achieving student, plus he has received higher education in his previous life, otherwise he really can't handle these things.

Lance is not a big philanthropist. He subsidizes education just like the church, in order to control them ideologically.

Most of these children can only read and write, and then become farmers, soldiers, and craftsmen to contribute to Hamlet.

Only those who really show talent can enter deeper learning, get in touch with deeper knowledge, and get better training.

But just as Lance was forgetting to write, a movement from Paracelsus' tent caught his attention, and he saw the doctor who was fully dressed but took off his mask came out.

Lance noticed her slightly embarrassed face, and probably guessed what it was. There are three urgencies in people, and it's not something that can't be said.

"There's no need to wake her up, I'll accompany you."

In the wild, you can’t stay alone at any time. Even if it’s convenient, you have to go with someone. William has Figgs, and Lance has Wangcai. During the day, Boudica partners with her, but now it’s a little embarrassing up.

Hearing this, even Paracelsus' indifferent personality couldn't help but feel awkward.

"Otherwise I will let Wangcai go with you?" Lance raised his hand to wake up Wangcai lying beside him.

Wangcai, who was sleeping soundly, was woken up, and glanced up at Paracelsus, without moving his body, he turned his head and lay back.

It is very unhappy with everyone except Lance, and it is already honest if it does not attack.

"Let's go, I just want to move around." Lance got up helplessly, he was indeed tired after sitting for so long.

Paracelsus also had no choice, and followed directly out of the ruins of the building, out of the light brought by the bonfire, and the darkness engulfed the two of them.

"Just here, I can't see it at night."

"Far away~" Paracelsus asked in a low voice, she was worried that the convenient voice would be heard by others.

Lance couldn't see her face clearly in the darkness, but he couldn't help but warn her.

"I said that in the wilderness, don't let yourself be far away from your companions. I need the camp to be in my sight." Lance turned his head and waited for her to finish, still thinking about the textbooks.

Paracelsus didn't care too much, if he could bear it, he wouldn't get up, so he quickly squatted down and planned to finish the job quickly.

"You won't know you're okay until you talk to me."

Originally, Paracelsus was nervous and couldn't let it go, but after hearing this sentence, a resentment arose in his heart, so he didn't answer.

After waiting for a while, there was no sound behind him. This situation brought Lance back to his senses, and he turned around directly to expand his spiritual vision, and the world became black and white.

It's just that at this moment, it was as if he noticed something suddenly raised his head, and there were slender limbs emitting spiritual fluorescence in his sight.

Night raid!

The bow and crossbow in his hand appeared out of thin air, he raised his hand and pulled the crossbow hard, and shot towards Paracelsus's head without the slightest hesitation, but this time he missed, but directly inserted into the tree and trembled slightly.

Lance's sudden movement startled her. She was already mentally nervous, but the sound of running water came directly from this jerk, and she relaxed.

It's just that Lance can't control so much, the second crossbow has been loaded, and he raised his hand to shoot.

I heard a muffled sound that was different from the previous one. I didn't know what was shot. At the same time, there was a fierce struggle on the canopy, as if something was flapping across the bark.

At this time, Paracelsus realized that there was really something on his head just now, and quickly packed up.

And the flame-shaped dagger was also pulled out and held in his hand.

It's just that when she looked up, she saw only darkness, and the voice just now subsided.

"What is it?"

She just asked a question, but she only saw a serious expression on Lance's face, and said in a low voice: "Wait a minute I tell you to run, you just run back, you know, don't look back~"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lance pushed her away with one hand, and at the same time gave a low drink.

"go!"

But the crossbow in his hand was withdrawn, and instead he took out the giant killer to block in front of him and charged forward instead.

Paracelsus didn't know why, but he turned around and ran back instinctively. Hearing the rustling voices behind him, fortunately, he resisted the desire to turn back and ran towards the camp at a faster speed.

But when she returned to the edge of the bonfire, she couldn't help but look back, and she saw what was behind her by the light of the fire.

It was a giant spider as tall as a half-human, with eight single eyes of different sizes emitting dark red luster on its head. Its mouthparts were a pair of thick and protruding chelicerae. Spike-like, and that plump abdomen covered with dark red hairs like steel needles.

There is also another kind of giant spider with a circle of sharp spines on the edge of its abdomen, the hair is dark green, and its mouthparts are two pairs of chelicerae, large and small.

Why is there such a big spider in the world?
What was even more frightening was that there was not only one, but three came one after the other, and the figure of the lord disappeared into the darkness without following.

What about him?

I couldn't see that figure, and I didn't know why there was a trace of panic in my heart.

But the enemy wouldn't wait for her, and the spiders attacked as soon as they paused, and one of them shot out a thick white streak when it lifted its butt.

"Ow!"

There was a howl of wolves, and Paracelsus reacted and wanted to avoid it, but he never thought that after the thing touched the air, it would be thrown away by the wind and the area would be enlarged for no reason, covering it like a white cloth.

Even though she was not moving slowly, she still got some of it on her body, and only now did she realize that it was extremely sticky and tough, and the dagger in her hand stuck to it when she tried to cut it off.

But at this time, those giant spiders jumped over directly, showing agility that was incompatible with their huge bodies, and their chelicera quivered as if they were eager to enjoy a big meal.

A Bai Lian flew out, completely unafraid of the ferocious face of the giant spider, Wangcai showed his innate talent, and directly bit the giant spider's forefoot to interrupt its attack.

The two fell to the ground, the pain made the giant spider struggle wildly, and the rest of its limbs were raised high, ready to stab in the next second.

But Wangcai is not a vegetarian either, he gritted his teeth hard, the hard carapace on his limbs cracked like potato chips, he shook his head vigorously, and even tore off the severed limb.

It's just that this limb is insignificant to the giant spider with four pairs of pointed feet, and the two will fight again the next second after they are separated.

But the other two will find Paracelsus...

"Waaagh!!!"

With a war cry, Boudica rushed out, and with the halberd in his hand, he slashed at the giant spider's head. The green giant spider gave up the attack, moved quickly under the support of its eight legs, and directly avoided the blow.

It's just that it didn't intend to back down, it opened its mouth and opened two pairs of chelicerae to spit out a thick green unknown liquid towards Boudica.

What is her strength?Naturally, it was impossible to get hit, so the vigorous figure dodged, and then raised the halberd and charged forward, not giving the giant spider a chance to distance itself.

For Boudica who grew up in the mountains and forests, no matter how big a spider grows, it is still a spider, just hack it to death.

On the other side, Paracelsus finally tore off the cohesive spider silk, but her strength was not bad for ordinary people. To deal with this kind of inhuman monster, the dagger in her hand was not much longer than the claws of others.

"Wang!"

With a bark, Fergus also rushed up, and William, who picked up his baton, followed behind.

Two people and one dog besieged the giant spider.

Boudica figured out the giant spider's attack method in a few simple steps. When approached, it stabbed its feet to fix the prey to bite, or stretched a long distance to spit out venom or something.

But it doesn't matter to her anymore.

The halberd slashed down on the head, directly opening the scoop on the giant spider, and the slurry of various colors splashed on the ground.

Wangcai took a step back, and at the same time tore off another piece from the giant spider, but it was also scratched by the thorn feet. Fortunately, the thick fur prevented the attack from going deep, but the blood stained the snow-white fur red.

It's just that it doesn't care about this little injury at all. On the contrary, the more excited it is, the more proficient its attacking movements are, and its advances and retreats are slow. The giant spider couldn't even escape and died in its mouth.

On the other side, Boudica also went up to make a rescue, and killed the remaining giant spider. At this time, she spoke directly to Paracelsus, and the halberd in her hand was obviously not friendly.

"Where's the boss?"

Hearing this, William also reacted, and couldn't help looking over.

The night raid had just passed, but this problem directly brought the team to the brink of collapse.

(End of this chapter)