our family is gone

"It is our duty to save Hamlet." The mayor led a group of people forward, and even he had a dagger in his hand.

The baron was also a little shocked when he saw the more than 100 people pulled out by the mayor. This is already one-third of the population of the town, which is equivalent to all the young and old. Among them, some women and old people can also be seen holding simple weapons.

Hiss~ It's so terrifying!Can't stay...

Thinking of this, the baron couldn't help but look up and glance at Alvin. Neither of them spoke, but they both showed the same attitude.

Whether it is ambition or true loyalty, these people must die!
After getting through with Alvin, the baron showed a smile on his face.

"Good! I didn't expect Hamlet to have you warriors. It's really the lord's blessing."

As he spoke, he gestured to the cavalrymen beside him, "Hurry up and get on the road, the longer you delay, the more dangerous Hamlet will be."

"Let's go!" Alvin understood the meaning, yelled, pulled the team and left without looking back.

The few people in the town watched Alvin and the others go away and did not stop. Instead, they called and quickened their pace to leave the town and embark on the road to Hamlet.

This shows that they are for real.

But Alvin, who disappeared just now, was waiting for his prey to come.

"Report, there are still eight hundred yards." A cavalry rushed forward to report.

"Put on the armor!" Alvin waved his hand, and naturally the knight attendants helped him take off the armor from the horse and put it on.

The other soldiers also began to help each other put on the armor, and soon finished dressing.

After opening the distance, they found a place suitable for cavalry to charge and waited for those guys to come.

…………

"Mayor, why didn't you do it just now?"

"Follow up, and the angels won't see us until it's almost time for Hamlet, and they will never think that we are the enemy, so we will kill them by their side when the time comes, and cooperate with the angels to kill them."

The mayor also realized that these people were not the opponents of the noble army, and they had to turn against the water at a critical moment to be effective, not to mention that only in that way could the gods notice them.

For this, he brought out all the believers in the town. As long as he succeeded, he might be given a [seed] to obtain eternal life.

Just thinking of this made him feel his old body's blood boil...

Equally passionate is Alvin.

"kill!"

Alvin took the lead unequivocally. When fifty heavy cavalrymen spread out and ran, the movement must not be covered up.

The mayor, who was still dreaming, also felt the vibration from the ground, and before waiting for more reactions, he saw the fully armed knight rushing out of the front.

"Damn it! This is a trap..."

"How did they find out?"

"No!"

The mayor suddenly realized that he seemed to have been exposed. At this moment, the cavalry was right in front of him, and it was not his turn to struggle further.

"For Hamlet!" Despair filled their hearts, but they could not reveal it, even if they died as Hamlet.

"For Hamlet!"

The mayor raised his arms and shouted, and other farmers also responded one after another, even daring to raise their weapons to fight back in the face of the cavalry charge.

Even those cavalrymen and barons couldn't help admiring such loyalty.

But when Alvin heard this, the face under the helmet became even more ferocious, and immediately rushed up without saving any horsepower.

"kill!"

With a loud shout, he poked out the lance with violent anger, and directly lifted the mayor's thin body into the air.

With a backhand sweep, the power of the lance was unstoppable, and all the peasants who came into contact with it had broken tendons and bones, and died suddenly on the spot when they hit their heads.

And the other cavalry also rushed up, and it was basically impossible for any of them to be alive with a single shot.

The body was pierced by the lance, and the powerful impact could instantly destroy the body structure, the spine was broken, and the internal organs were torn apart, just like a exploded tomato.

On the contrary, the blows of those peasants before they died seemed to be innocuous to these cavalrymen, and they did not break their defenses at all.

Putting these heavily armed cavalry here is basically a dimensionality reduction strike.

But death didn't frighten them. The peasants still rushed forward bravely. They didn't have any training and only knew how to poke the pitchforks at the knights.

Or the body stopped the charging horses, swarmed up and dragged the cavalry off their horses, pulled off their helmets, and greeted them with weapons in their hands.

Kitchen knives, axes, sickles, all methods are used to pull more knights back.

These people may have undergone one or two flesh and blood rituals, most likely they are groups, and the increase in the body is very weak, and it can even be said that there is no difference from ordinary people.

But once the structure of their brains is changed and their concepts are distorted, there is basically no possibility for them to be saved...

In the end, the gap is still huge, no matter how those peasants fight back, the only thing left in the end is a tragic massacre.

The cavalry went crazy, rushing back and forth to kill all the untouchables who dared to resist, and when they recovered from the killing, where would there be an enemy standing?
At this time, the battlefield was directly stained red with blood. Hundreds of people died here. Their corpses were in a mess, and even some of them turned into muddy meat and fell into the ground under the horse's hooves.

More blood seeped into the soil, feeding the dreads there...

Alvin looked back in a daze, and the lance in his hand lost its support at this moment, and the tip of the gun hit the ground.

Even the Baron, who had experienced many battlefields, was shocked by this scene.

He had killed those farmers who took up farm tools to rebel because they couldn't pay taxes for various reasons, but those people would flee as long as they killed a few, and they could easily break through their formation.

But now none of these people escaped!

When the two sides came into contact, these heavily armed cavalry did not disperse them immediately, but almost sank in.

These situations can only be experienced in that kind of barbarian war group. They are not afraid of death for the survival of the tribe, and what are these people doing for?
Could it be for a lord who abandoned them long ago?

The baron didn't know what to say, he couldn't calm down for a long time watching the tragic battlefield.

What happened on this land?
"My lord, five of them were killed in battle, and they were basically dragged off their horses."

The soldiers on the side shouted to bring the baron back to his senses, and then he noticed that there were a few isolated horses on the battlefield, and some fell to the ground and were only panting.

"Treat the wounded quickly! Clean up the battlefield." The baron didn't care about sighing here, and quickly took over the situation.

The commander of this team is Alvin, why did those soldiers report to the baron immediately?

Although there are also reasons for prestige, it is more because no soldier wants to provoke Alvin whose anger has not subsided at this time.

If you report the casualties to him, I'm afraid you will be beaten.

The baron turned his head to look at Alvin, who was covered in blood on the armor and exuded a disturbing aura, feeling a little helpless in his heart.

But he still chose to lean on it, because he was the only one to do this drudgery.

"Master Alvin, we..."

Sure enough, after hearing the loss of the team, Alvin came back to his senses, and his fury almost broke through the shackles of the armor.

"Damn! We didn't have this loss in fighting those barbarians."

Needless to say, when he charged towards the barbarians, only three were chopped off by the war wolf, but now five of them are actually killed by killing a few farmers?

Want to know how many towns there are in Hamlet?If we all learn from them, he will be gone before reaching Hamlet.

Alvin was already in a bad mood, so it's no wonder his hair exploded this time.

"The situation is different. The weapons of those barbarians rarely penetrate armor, and we also have the advantage in numbers, and they don't like forming formations yet.

But this time, no one thought that these people were not afraid of death at all, and they had an advantage in numbers, and they would rather use their bodies to stop them. This kind of loss is already due to our strength. "

Alvin is not a person who doesn't know soldiers. The killing just now has vented his anger, and he calmed down when the remaining anger subsided.

"Then what did Lord Hamlet do to make them so determined?" Alvin's words also revealed a sense of powerlessness, and he instinctively sought help from the teacher, "Teacher, what should we do now?"

Alvin's helplessness is not the baron's helplessness.

Fucking things have been wrong since I came into the Hamlet area.

The real situation and the imagined situation are completely different things, and he even wonders if the guy who collected the news collected money for these fake news.

Didn't it say that Lord Hamlet has lost control of his territory?

Why the hell did everyone dare to attack nobles armed with agricultural tools?

Even ordinary people in Bastia can't achieve such loyalty.

You tell me it's out of control?
But today, there is no way out for this sake, even if there is a dead end in front of him, he has to go up and make a foray.

After all, the Baron had grown up amidst the fighting, and this blow was nothing to him, so he quickly stabilized his mind and began to plan his next actions.

"The situation in Hamlet is more complicated than we imagined. It's not just the cult problem, but also the local lord's control over the place may be stronger than we imagined. If other towns and villages still have this kind of determination, it will be very dangerous for our control."

"This is not an ordinary person anymore, he must punch hard!" Alvin looked fierce, clenched his fists in front of him.

This attitude shows that he is an out-and-out hardliner who does not allow any compromises.

But the baron is not a young man anymore, and leading an army is not just a matter of rushing and rushing, but also requires a strategy, so he is more used to considering interests.

"No~ we can't stand the exhaustion. The main conflict now is the lord. Can we break through Hamlet? We have to know that it has a population of nearly [-]. If everyone is like this, we..."

The baron decisively released a ruthless move - shaking people.

"I think it's better to report the current situation to the earl, and then send another team over to take Hamlet town easily."

"No!" Alvin immediately vetoed it. Isn't this just telling his father that he is not doing well and slapping him in the face?

It is the time for young people to rebel, and they finally seize the opportunity to prove themselves. He does not allow this, this is the bottom line.

The baron is also a little helpless, they are usually born and don't want to borrow power, but Alvin can borrow it naturally, but he doesn't want to borrow it.

Regardless of complaining, he still has to think for himself. Under certain circumstances, this is indeed the case. If he really asks Bastia for help, then his ability will probably be questioned.

"Now we have a choice, and that is to find a way to keep an eye on the barbarians to see their situation. If they really attack Hamlet, we have a chance. If not, then find a way to force him to attack, such as pretending to be Hamlet's soldiers to attack the barbarians, or..."

The baron really hoped that the barbarians would attack Hamlet now, so that they could take advantage of it.

Listening to the baron's words, Alvin probably understood that he had given up his previous decision to spread the news, because someone would really rescue Hamlet.

"Now that's the only way to go. Go to the vicinity of Hamlet and wait for news from the eagles before making any further plans."

The high-spirited cavalry simply cleaned up the battlefield and then retreated. They clearly defeated the enemy, but they were as depressed as if they had failed.

Those enemies put too much pressure on them. They never thought that those farmers with pitchforks could explode with such power, and they were really shocked.

Alvin's state is actually similar. The battle appeared to be a victory, but the original plan was shattered, which meant a strategic failure for him, and even the atmosphere of the team was affected by him as a commander.

Failure tests the endurance of the heart, mind, and body.

Now it depends on whether he can learn his lesson and grow up from failure.

The team left the battlefield and embarked on the old road under the guidance of the map.

Cavalry, a highly mobile unit, wants to take advantage of either the Great Plains or the flat road.

Although this old road has been in disrepair for a long time, it is the legacy of Hamlet in any case.

For them, there is finally no need to walk through the wilderness trails.

In terms of policy promotion, the news of Hamlet receiving refugees was spread through the traveling caravan, so many refugees can be seen walking on this old road.

Either their families were broken due to the war, or they wanted to escape from the battlefield. Anyway, for various reasons, they wanted to find a chance of survival in this miserable world.

Some refugees turned around when they heard the noise and looked at the roaring team. Even if they were dissatisfied, they didn't dare to speak up. Instead, they quickly hid aside for fear of causing any trouble.

It's just that not everyone can react to it, and a team walking hard on that old road didn't notice it.

The illness took away most of their senses, and they could neither hear nor see what was beyond.

They didn't react until the cavalry approached, but their legs and carts didn't allow them to leave the old road in a short time.

And the person pulling the cart didn't intend to change the lane, he still pulled the dilapidated cart like an old cow, as if he was not disturbed by the outside world at all.

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I will try to update it, for Hamlet!

loyalty! ! !