our family is gone

Chapter 767 Battle Situation
Chaos is the breeding ground for evil.

There were signs of chaos from the moment the gate was seized, and when the cavalry raided and publicized the suppression of the rebellion, the chaos spread completely.

The struggle at the top was fierce, and most honest people quickly found places to hide and went home to close their doors. But there were also many guys at the bottom who wanted to take advantage of the collapse of order to do things that they usually wanted to do but didn't dare to do.

They dared to gather a few people and rush into other people's homes to rob. They had no discomfort at all and even thought it was an opportunity.

If they don't rob, will they let those lawless soldiers do it?
Anyway, it’s such a mess, who knows what will happen afterwards?
The villagers suffered and the soldiers bore the blame.

Those thugs, mercenary killers, and many ambitious people began to take action, and they became more and more crazy, as if they were about to lose control.

"what!"

"Stop fighting! Stop fighting!"

There were intense cries and screams coming from the house. Just now, several people broke into the house. The leader of them was a well-known gangster on the street. He broke in with several people just now. My father resisted, but how could an ordinary person fight against several people at the same time? He was beaten and subdued.

"Damn it! Isn't it just a joke? Your damn father actually dared to scold me. Today I want him to watch how I play!"

The wretched gangster became more and more excited as he looked at the tearful face of the girl. Under normal circumstances, he really wouldn't dare to do these things, but now no one cared.

When the time comes, I'll kill the father, sell the girl when I've had enough fun, and then I'll have enough money to live a carefree life.

I have to thank those guys so much, otherwise how could I have gotten such a good thing.

"Hehehe..." The more he thought about it, the more difficult it became for him to control himself. He moved closer to the girl, and it seemed as if he had not had enough of that playful look in his eyes.

"Asshole! Don't touch my daughter!"

"Father! Father!"

"Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me..."

But this provoked the father to resist. Unfortunately, several people held him down and continued to beat him, which scared the girl so much that she cried and begged for mercy. However, this made the guys even more excited.

"Stop talking bullshit, if you can't do it, let me do it!"

"Hahaha, it should have been my turn a long time ago!"

The father and daughter struggled, but despair seemed to have already foreshadowed their tragic fate.

But alas, this is now Reims's territory - despair does not belong to Hamlet!

The door was suddenly pushed open, and the people outside seemed to understand something at a glance.

"Do it!"

At the command, fully armed soldiers rushed in. Those who were holding the hair in their hands still wanted to struggle, but they were greeted by Hamlet's iron fist.

In public security warfare, batons are more effective. They won’t kill people, but they will definitely hurt enough to make them lose the ability to resist.

Those bastards also bullied ordinary people. Facing the soldiers who had emerged from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, they were inherently weaker. Once they started fighting, the gap was obvious. They knocked those guys down in just a few moves.

However, the little leader still wanted to struggle. He pulled out a knife and started waving his hands in a fancy way. Then he was knocked away by a stick. Then the baton hit him like a drum, and screams rang out immediately.

"Pretend to be awesome! I'll make you fly!"

The last blow to the face broke several teeth and he spat out a mouthful of blood!
The soldiers came in quickly and left quickly, dragging the wailing Diaomao with them. It was not until the soldier's greetings before leaving that the father and daughter were awakened.

"Are you guys okay?"

"Ah! It's okay." The father agreed immediately, but he also quickly got up from the ground and carefully protected his frightened daughter.

“Don’t worry, the town has been recaptured by us and peace will soon return. If you encounter any trouble, you can ask us for help.

We, Hamlet's army, will never allow this to happen, and you will get an answer for this."

The soldier said something and retreated without caring too much. The situation now needed manpower to control, so they didn't have much time to stay in this family.

The father was also confused by this strange situation, but suddenly there was a scream even more tragic than before outside the door, which attracted them to look outside...

Those bastards were dragged out. To be honest, it was too cramped inside and difficult to handle them. At the same time, they also did not want to dirty their fellow villagers' homes. They all followed the lord and had high standards for cleanliness and hygiene.

But after dragging them out into the street, they had no scruples and simply shouted out the crimes they had committed, making it clear that punishment was the rule, and telling those around them why they were being treated like this.

However, others are about to be executed.

Catch them and cut off their left ears.

Lance generally does not advocate corporal punishment because it will undermine the efficiency of labor reform, and if it causes any unjust, false or wrongful convictions, it will be difficult to reverse the situation.

But the normal rules are different from the wartime rules. If anyone dares to cause trouble at this time, we must strike hard!
Moreover, they were caught in the act, so they must have been caught red-handed and had no excuse. At the same time, they were made a warning to others and deterred others who might have other ideas.

This kind of punishment can be recovered quickly and will not affect the ability to work, which is the most important thing.

The tragic wails of several people lying on the ground, their distorted appearances and the flowing blood made up this scene.

The soldiers would not give them too much time. They urged those who were disobedient loudly and beat them with sticks if they did not obey, and drove them to be taken over by the main force.

Of course, you have to take the trash with you before you leave...

"Pick up your ears! Pick up your ears!"

These people will be managed in a centralized manner, and after they are registered, their big toes will probably be chopped off and they will be sent to labor camps.

Toes are chopped off specifically to deal with criminals with a history of violence. This is to prevent the criminals from running around. Even if they recover, they won't be able to run fast. At the same time, they are doomed to spend their entire lives in labor reform.

The soldiers left, but the bloodstains on the ground were still there, and the wails that were gradually fading away seemed to still be echoing.

The father and daughter in the room were stunned after watching the whole process, but they did feel relieved.

I didn't know what happened at first, but I changed my mind about these people...

When the cavalry charged, a battalion of 100 infantrymen also set out almost at the same time, and their ambush position was even further forward, but two legs could not catch up with four legs, so they entered the town only after Leonard and his men captured the church.

Because the people in the city had been "beheaded", there was basically no way they could organize an effective resistance, and the scattered guys collapsed at the first touch.

So it is more of a public security issue. We break up into small teams of five to go deep into the law enforcement. Those small gangs that are causing trouble are vulnerable, and as for those with larger numbers who want to confront violently, they end up being easily killed.

I waited for you to swing your weapon at close range. I fired a round of pistols. Five shots represented five lives. The wailing and screaming and the splattered flesh and blood were enough to scare them. They were just some rotten fish and shrimp. If they were really important, they wouldn't have dared to show up in the chaos.

After the infantry came in, the cavalry began to disperse and patrol the streets, which was a greater deterrent to those people.

But soon those people discovered something. After this army came in, they did not steal or rob, nor did they kill anyone, nor did they commit adultery or cause any harm.

On the contrary, everything we do to maintain order and strike hard at those causing trouble has been announced.

This makes it seem like they are the defenders here, while the local armed forces are the rebels, which is funny.

No matter what, today everyone around here has felt that this army is different...

Only one hundred cavalrymen and three hundred infantrymen were sent forward to capture the town, and the main force was still behind.

At that time, the red scarf rose up for reconnaissance and passed on the message. After informing Leonard, they turned around and notified the large force in the rear.

In a war, a single move affects the entire body, so once you start, you must strike swiftly.

Patton didn't know what the battle situation was like ahead, or whether Reynard had successfully controlled the town as planned, but he had already ordered his large forces to move.

The remaining troops were divided into three teams and they launched a fierce attack on several knight leaders around the town.

Of course, the advance of the large army was not as fierce as the cavalry attack, not to mention that it was mainly based on artillery, which gave the knights time to react.

They may not know that this is Hamlet's army to quell the rebellion, or even know where this suddenly appearing team came from.

But looking at the look on his face, he knew that this would not be a good thing!
"Clang clang clang!"

The bell rang, and the people in the Knights' Territory quickly gathered together. This bell would only be rung when there was a robbery by bandits or some major event.

The barons in the towns in the rear could live in mansions, but this knight's dominance in such a marginal area was obviously impossible.

The core of the entire knighthood is a brick and stone fortress with military functions, but its scale is not as large as a real castle, not even as large as Hamlet's outpost. However, placing it here is like a nail hammered into Hamlet.

Then, some houses, wooden watchtowers, and a circle of stone walls were developed around this center.

Now, all the people in the territory have gathered in front of the fortress and are starting to enter it one after another. Even if the outer wall is broken, they can rely on it to preserve their strength for resistance.

From here we can see that the population of the territory is generally around a hundred people and cannot exceed five hundred at most. Otherwise, it can be regarded as a small town. It is already very good if there can be thirty young and strong people among them.

After they were given spears, they immediately formed a sparse group of spearmen of varying heights. However, looking at their undisguised panic and skinny bodies, it was hard to believe that they had any fighting power.

With the help of his squire, the knight put on the complicated but well-defended full-body knight armor, put on a robe with family crests, and then mounted a sturdy warhorse that was also covered with a horse-shaped robe.

A fully-equipped knight was like a god to the serfs. When a knight came out and walked around in front of them, even the hungry serfs would puff out their chests with pride.

This knight leader supports his family, and he is the only one who can have this equipment. With this equipment, ordinary bows and crossbows and spears cannot hurt him. It is not an exaggeration to say that he can kill the serfs here by himself.

Unless everyone works together to drag him off the horse, they can open the hood like opening a can and insert the dagger, which is also the way for civilians to fight against knights.

But is it possible?

"Damn it, hurry up!"

The knight summoned the people of the territory, and those who gathered included the ten guards who usually accompanied the knight, who formed the core force.

Their equipment was better, at least they had iron breastplates, and their weapons were spears, with long swords as their secondary weapons. Some of them held crossbows.

As for the rest, there were forty serfs who were temporarily transferred to spearmen, and some hunters who formed an archer team.

All together the teams have no more than a hundred people, and these are all the teams that the entire Knight Territory can muster.

The reason they were able to move so quickly was thanks to the extreme darkness and blood moon that appeared before, which made them feel a sense of crisis.

After the team was assembled, the knight looked at his team and calmed down a little.

The exact number and situation of the enemy was still unclear, so he was more willing to hold on here because he had already sent people for help as soon as possible.

But it is best to rely on the first line of defense to check the situation first and kill the opponent's manpower.

"Quick! Archers and crossbowmen take the high ground and distribute the arrows!"

The knight commanded the team to occupy an advantageous position, and he also came to the front, dismounted, climbed to the top of the wall and looked outside.

Only then did he see that the team was not too anxious but was advancing steadily, but the knight's heart sank.

There were a total of 3,000 main forces, but with so many villages and towns ahead that needed to be divided, the number was reduced by a few hundred. Then Leonard led 100 cavalry and 300 infantry to raid the town.

There were less than two thousand people left, and they were divided into three teams, so there were only about four or five hundred people who came here.

But the problem is that his entire knight territory may not even have 500 people. How can he fight?
According to convention, there must be a warning before the war. If the enemy can surrender, that would be great. A scout came on horseback to persuade the enemy to surrender, and the man on this side approached and shouted a few words.

Simply state your identity and warn them that continuing their current behavior would constitute rebellion, and that only surrender would guarantee their safety, otherwise they would bear the consequences.

For some reason, the knight started to yell and scream like a cat with its tail stepped on.

"Shoot him and reward him with a silver coin!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the archers and crossbowmen hesitated for a moment before shooting at the man. Many of them had never seen a silver coin in their entire lives. This is the power of money.

Fortunately, when the shouts came, the man had already realized something was wrong and turned his horse around to run away. The messy arrows looked scary, but they could not kill him. Even if one or two arrows hit him, they were blocked by the back plate of the breastplate...

The knight's expression under the mask became solemn, but he was not desperate yet. If there were one or two thousand people coming, he would surrender, but he still wanted to defend with five hundred.

Because this number was far from giving him the feeling of being crushed, his confidence came from the fact that he had just sent out the messenger. He believed that as long as he held on, he would be able to kill the enemy once the rescue arrived.

The most fundamental reason is that he regards this place as his territory, but now you say this is not my territory and ask me to surrender.

For someone who has struggled hard for half his life and finally has his own territory, surrender is absolutely not allowed.

The person who shouted also returned to the main force. After hearing this, the commander became furious.

what is this?
Not only did the enemy refuse to surrender, they even dared to fight back against me!

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