our family is gone

"Damn it! These little bastards train early in the morning? Don't let people sleep~" When the dense gunshots sounded, Disma murmured, "I don't see them working so hard..."

Just saying that, he woke up in an instant, and opened his eyes suddenly, and the eyes did not have the laziness of just waking up, but were full of vigilance.

damn it!At this time, it should be time to practice physical fitness. Why are there gunshots?

They are very sensitive to these things in their business, because those who are not sensitive are dead.

Pushing away the woman who was on him with one hand, she got off the bed, walked to the window and looked out carefully while putting on her equipment.

"What's the matter, my lord?" The woman on the bed was awakened by the noise, and asked as if she hadn't woken up yet.

"It's none of your business." Disma could see that the sheriffs started to organize militias to take over the security of the town, and immediately realized that something had happened.

"It's okay, don't go out and run around."

Disma hurried out after leaving a sentence, leaving the woman curled her lips and complained.

"Hmph! Man~"

Instead, she reached for the money from the bedside table and weighed it in her hand with a smug smile on her face.

When the smoke rose and the cultists who mixed in with the refugees took action, some of the guys who had been waiting for a long time also started to attack Hamlet.

Some key positions are guarded by militiamen, but these cultists are all elites, and they may not be able to resist when they collide together.

Although they have participated in militia training, they are not professional soldiers after all, and they are bound to fluctuate when they see blood.

What's more serious is that when they found that the spears pierced those enemies but did not kill them, but made them laugh wildly with excitement, the pressure was immediately full.

And when the wounds of those guys healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, the will of these people was shaken.

Why does the church suppress and block all supernatural powers?
This is the reason.

Those extraordinary powers that emerge are unstable factors that will shake the foundation of their rule.

And here it is the crumbling defense.

"unbeatable……"

"Can we really defeat these demons?"

"I shouldn't overestimate myself..."

Originally, as long as the militiamen maintained their gun formations according to the training, it would be difficult for these cultists to break through, but psychological factors became the key to crushing them.

"boom!"

At this moment, gunshots rang out, and a cultist fell in response. The black iron helmet didn't save his life, because the bullet penetrated through the eye.

With this accuracy, there is only Disma.

"What are you afraid of! They will both be injured and die, so what's the fuss about?"

Disma rushed over while shouting. He also gave lessons to these militiamen and taught them how to use guns, so everyone was quite familiar with this voice.

The appearance of the instructor gave them psychological support, and more importantly, Disma used reality to show that these cultists can also be killed.

Fear comes from the unknown, but once you figure that out, the stress drops dramatically.

The formation was maintained again, but the attacks of those cultists would not simply retreat.

"I've been fooling around for too long." After reloading, Disma pulled out the dagger from his waist and said coldly to the cultists...

There were more than one battles that broke out in Hamlet, and the Ascension Sect really tried their best this time.

"Kill 'em, girl!"

With the crisp whistle and shouts, a nimble figure rushed out, and flew up to bite those cultists.

This bite went down to the bone, and the cultist was directly dragged down in the vigorous bite.

And William also rushed up and picked up the spiked baton and swung it down vigorously, knocking on the hood to stun him.

Pull off the headgear of the cultist, he must be slapped in the face!
William belonged to the inheritance of family knowledge and practiced hard for many years, and his strength was also acceptable. He knocked out the head of that cult member in a few strokes.

But these cultists did not appear alone, but in small groups.

Now those sheriffs were sent to lead the militia, he killed a cultist who was nearby and found him, and three of them rushed directly towards him.

It's just that William was fearless, with the dog chain rolled up into a fist in one hand, and the baton stained with blood, meat and brains tightly in the other.

And Fergus also bowed down, ready to rush out at any time, with blood on his grinning fangs.

One person and one dog were ready to fight, but at this moment a person rushed out of the hotel door.

I saw that the man was fully armed, wearing scale armor and holding a hatchet.

Who else could this look be if not Tardif?
Tardif, who was in the hotel just now, also heard the gunshots outside, but he was not familiar with Hamlet, and he didn't understand the problem, so he continued to sleep with his head down.

Until the sound of fighting came from downstairs, I saw a few cultists on the street from the window for some reason and attacked the townspeople.

He didn't know what was going on, but he knew it was a good opportunity to collect a bounty, so he quickly got dressed and got stuck between the cultist and William.

"It's time to kill~" Tardiff pulled out the ax pinned to his waist, and instantly fixed his eyes on the nearest cultist and charged forward.

William knew about this mercenary, but he only knew that the two sides didn't have much communication, but his appearance took the initiative to share a cultist, although there were two other, but...

William was turning his head to look at the other two cultists who came out, but at this time, a person suddenly rushed out of the street, it was Boudica holding a war halberd.

She didn't care about anything else, as soon as she came out, she aimed at a cultist and charged towards him. The tip of the halberd pierced into the chest and directly provoked him.

Throwing the cultist to the ground with his backhand, he took out his halberd and slashed it directly on the neck. A set of combo moves ended its life, leaving only a headless corpse still twitching.

"waaagh!!!"

This blood gushing scene not only didn't make her feel scared, but a war roar burst from her blood.

On the other side, Tardif also killed the cultist. This kind of enemy knows how to deal with it after encountering it. He is very good at summing up experience.

Even he can feel that the strength of these enemies is not as strong as that encountered in the beast den. Whether it is strength or recovery ability, he only needs to cut off his head.

Soon he also ended the battle, and turned around to see that the three of them had dealt with the enemy individually.

Here, William's condition was a little worse. He faced two cultists in a row, and both he and Fergus were gasping for breath.

The strength of this kind of cultist is stronger than those that William has encountered before. If they are not all physically uncoordinated and silly, I am afraid it will be more difficult to deal with.

"What the hell are you doing?" Boudica came over with a halberd on his shoulders, seeing that he was not at all tired from the trip to the beast den.

And Tardiff also shook the blood on the axe and approached, but he didn't speak, just stood aside silently.

In fact, that's right, they don't need to bear so much pressure like Lance, and they also had a rest during the operation. Last night was enough for them to recover.

Even because of the tempering in the beast den, the whole person looks stronger, and people will grow.

"The farm outside the town was attacked. The lord and Leonard led the cavalry to rescue them, and then the cultists invaded..."

William simply stated what he knew.

"I'm going to find the boss."

Boudica doesn't care much about these, she only cares about Lance.

Not to mention that there should be more enemies in front of you, and you can fight a battle!
William was also a little helpless when he heard her words, so he could only advise.

"The lord will solve those enemies. Now the army and the militia keep most of the cultists out, but there are still many heretics who sneak in. We must protect Hamlet, otherwise the lord will come back and see the loss. happy."

Boudica naturally understood this truth. Although he was a little reluctant, he still agreed. After all, the consequences of the boss' anger are very serious.

"What about you? I will explain the situation to the lord, and the bounty will not be short of you." William knew what these bounty hunters were after.

Tardiff did not speak, but nodded silently.

"Okay, my baby will lead us to find the enemy."

William squatted down and raised his hand to caress Figs' dog's head. The battle was not over yet, and he had to find them as soon as possible.

"Sniff carefully - we can always track the target!"

"Wow!" Figs immediately started searching, and quickly found a location.

"Brothers, the hunt continues." William stood up and greeted the two of them.

…………

Wilderness development zone, outpost.

Until the wolf smoke rose under the morning sun, the saint who had been waiting for a long time finally spoke.

"Let a group of people go up first, I need sacrifices."

Combining these words with the ability of the Ascension Sect, it is obvious that a group of people should go up to die first, and use their deaths in exchange for more powerful power.

But the man didn't refuse, and directly ordered a group of weak people to let them ascend first, as for the elite to stay and attack.

Believers who might have just been converted from among the refugees were pushed up with a frenzy.

The forest around the outpost has been cleared, and even the bushes and weeds are not left. The reason is that the field of view is wide, and the surrounding situation can be easily seen from the outpost.

As soon as the people in the outpost were awakened by the wolf smoke, believers from the Ascension Sect appeared around here.

The tinkling of bells and bells echoed throughout the outpost along with the shouts of the sentries.

"The cultists from the north are attacking!"

"Ready to fight!"

The constant harassment and attacks by the cultists brought strong pressure, but it also allowed these soldiers to adapt.

In the face of the enemy's situation, the army was quickly prepared and entered into a combat state in an orderly manner.

"Fire freely, aim and shoot me, don't waste ammunition." The captain on duty saw the scattered formation of those cultists and knew that they didn't come up randomly, but deliberately guarded against the power of the musket array firing.

Rigorous training and high-intensity battles have continuously improved their combat literacy, and have also trained several sharpshooters.

"Look at me!" a soldier yelled, aiming at the target and pulling the trigger.

Bullets shot out amidst the gunpowder smoke and flames, and directly headshot a cultist who rushed fifty yards.

The power of the large caliber almost exploded the head as if it were a watermelon, and the Tianling Gai flew out.

That body also fell to the ground and died terribly. The brain mixed with blood ran across the frenzied face, as if it was congealed at this moment.

Tick ​​tock!

Blood drips and seeps into this land, nourishing the evil...

In the meeting hall of the outpost, Barristan and several people were arranging the situation. Although they didn't know what went wrong, they also saw the wolf smoke.

And then sporadic cultists invaded. They didn't think it was a coincidence, nor did they think it was ordinary harassment, but they thought it was a harbinger of the beginning of the war.

Those cultists are testing the outpost.

"There will be no problem with the lord in the town. We just need to stick to the outpost and keep those cultists out."

Barristan turned to look at several captains in charge of different tasks, "How is the situation in the outpost now?"

"The soldiers are brave, and no one is absent."

"There is enough ammunition, just take it!"

"If he dares to commit an offense, he will be defeated!"

The fighting spirit of those soldiers is still very strong, they are not afraid of the cultists, but eager to clear more enemies for the lord.

In order to ensure the safety of the development zone, after discussing with several high-level military officials, Lance deployed [-] soldiers in the entire development zone, and the [-] soldiers stationed here can be seen as important, and the remaining [-] soldiers were divided into five teams to work in several camp.

It is both for protection and to stare at those guys. Don't think that human beings are really that simple. Once out of control, corruption will breed in many cases.

Because this is Hamlet, that kind of power affects people here all the time.

"It's a pity that our troops are still too small..."

Looking at the simple map in front of him, Barristan sighed helplessly.

He didn't think it was difficult to stick to the outpost, but he realized that there was a serious problem in the wilderness development zone, that is, many of the newly recruited refugees were directly arranged here.

If they make trouble, it is unclear whether relying on those soldiers and some managers can suppress it.

However, it is irrational to divide the troops. Now most of the soldiers have changed jobs to become musketeers. Relying on this place can withstand a hundred times the enemy's attack. If they are sent out to fight in the field, it will be hard to say.

If you have a cavalry in your hand, you can support these camps...

And at this moment, there was a loud noise outside, as if the mountains were collapsing, shaking the ground.

"What's going on here!" Barristan's thoughts were interrupted, but he didn't care about it, he just picked up the guy and rushed out.

I only saw that the fortress that should be impregnable was breached by something, and the outer wall made of large stones collapsed inward, as if being kicked away by a giant from the outside.

Although the fortress has been in disrepair for a long time, the main structure is still very stable after all the wind and rain.

What kind of evil force can shake this?

But the reality didn't give him too much time, and the figure of the cultist immediately appeared from the gap in the collapsed outer wall... (End of this chapter)