our family is gone

Chapter 773 Have you had enough trouble?
Since everyone could get the defense map, there would naturally be people inside the town to provide support. In addition, the Baron knew that if he lost the frontal battlefield, he would not be able to save the town, so he sent out all his elite troops and did not leave too much force for defense.

It can almost be said that the gate opened automatically when they arrived here. Reynald led the cavalry in, marched straight in, and began to spread the news of Hamlet's victory, while also rushing here to control the baron.

Therefore, when the infantry entered the city and took over the town without encountering too much hindrance, most ordinary people were a little confused during this process and did not even react.

No? I just sent the person over this morning, and you said you lost all your money at noon?
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In the manor, the Baron dismissed most of the servants and sat alone in the hall. Although he had not slept the whole night and was very sleepy, he just couldn't fall asleep. The uneasiness and fear entangled him, filling his heart with anxiety.

He wanted to know the outcome of the battle very much, but he didn't want to know because he was afraid of hearing something he didn't want to hear.

All this was like a rope around his neck, tightening little by little, making it hard for him to breathe.

But in the real world he had no choice. He soon heard a commotion outside, which woke him up immediately. At this time, the confidant walked in and he hurriedly asked.

"How is it? Did we win?"

The confidant looked at the Baron in such a strange manner and could only tell the truth.

"I don't know what happened to our army, but Hamlet's army broke in."

The baron was not afraid when he heard this. He was not senile yet. The noise outside was obviously not cheering, not to mention that if it was good news, the man who just came in should not have had this kind of reaction.

Obviously he also knew that he could not defeat Hamlet, and was just hoping for a miracle to happen.

Now he felt relieved, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

But it didn't mean that he was going to give up and wait for death. On the contrary, he revealed his ruthlessness almost instantly.

"While they have just come in and haven't taken full control yet, arrange for someone to light a fire and burn everything! You must not leave anything for those untouchables!"

"Ah! Me?" The man looked at the baron in panic and tried to persuade him, "Sir, if the fire burns the people in the city..."

"What are you afraid of? Come with me when the time comes. I have arranged for someone to pick you up outside the city."

Doesn't the Baron know that the weather is dry in autumn and winter, and once a fire is started, it can't be extinguished? Not to mention that most of the buildings in the town are made of wood.

Setting fires everywhere will kill many people...

But the Baron didn't care, as he said, he would rather destroy it all than give it to Hamlet.

Because in his eyes, all of this is the property of himself as a noble lord, and he has the mentality of "if I can't get it, I will destroy it and I will never give it to you."

As for himself, he did not intend to be buried with the town, because when this manor was first built, there was a secret passage leading to the outside of the city. This was the prudence of the nobles.

At the same time, in addition to preparing for war, he was also transferring his property these days, so his most trusted housekeeper and son were not around to take charge of these matters.

With the family's wealth, even if he loses his territory after escaping, he can still live freely.

As for this person, appease him first and then get rid of him when you are done with him.

Although he had arranged arsonists, they were all protected by a layer of white gloves, so he needed the person in front of him to trigger it.

No matter what, he couldn't let anyone know that he was the one who arranged for the fire. After all, he still had claims to this place and he would come back in the future. He couldn't let his family's reputation be damaged.

This was something he intended to pin on Hamlet, spreading the news that they came in and massacred the city, burning, killing and looting, in order to weaken his reputation.

Then find other nobles to attack Hamlet together, and then it won't be a luxury to fight back...

"Don't go yet!"

The baron seemed to have recovered from his failure, and he urged with a majestic look, even a bit of forcing.

Under normal circumstances, that person would have been forced to do this kind of thing. After all, the Baron is the absolute ruler here and his orders cannot be questioned.

But now everyone knows that Hamlet has broken in and the baron has lost the foundation of his power.

Instead of leaving, the man looked at the baron with a slightly mocking smile, and there was even a hint of pity in his eyes.

This attitude seemed to hurt the Baron's soul as he was facing failure.

The most unacceptable thing for the territory's ruler is to challenge his authority. He immediately flew into a rage and yelled, then raised his hand and slapped the man.

"waste!"

"Snapped!"

The Baron attacked very quickly, and the man had no time to react and had to take the blow hard.

If he had been beaten in the past, he would have begged the baron for forgiveness regardless of whether it was his fault or not. But this time, the man was beaten and was stunned for a moment before he kicked the baron, cursing at the same time, pouring out his dissatisfaction.

"Now Hamlet's army has entered the city. Listen to what's going on outside? Do you really think you are still a baron?

You were beaten to your doorstep for four days, and your way of resistance was to set fire to the house. You only dared to vent your anger at me. Why don’t you dare to go out and fight?

You are a complete loser! A pathetic fool! A weak coward..."

The baron's physique was still good. He was not knocked down. He just staggered and stabilized his body.

But the man's attacking words were like sharp knives stabbing into his heart. The Baron, who was already suffering from the pressure, had no intention of accepting the failure. He was just hiding it, but now it burst out.

The Baron's consciousness is tested... Tyrannical!
"I am going to kill you!"

The baron was so angry that he turned around and drew the long sword beside him and wanted to chop him, but the man was not stupid and turned around and ran away immediately.

The baron chased after him with a sword, but at this moment the door was suddenly pushed open and a fully armed knight walked in. The blood on his body showed that he was not someone to be trifled with.

The Baron was stunned for a moment. The style of the armor was not his own, and without the rob, he couldn't tell his specific identity.

But it is definitely not his own person.

The Baron did not panic and call the guards because of the knight's intrusion. The fact that he could come in already meant that the guards were gone when he was arguing with the man.

Only then did he suddenly react to what the man had just said and immediately pointed the sword at him.

"Traitor! You brought them in."

"So what if it's me? You're dead!" The man covered his face and turned his head to face him. He didn't seem to be panicked. On the contrary, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, and his expression was quite proud. "I also stole the defense map, and I also arranged for the gate guard to open the door..."

The man confessed himself and talked about how incompetent the Baron was. It was obvious that he had been dissatisfied with the Baron for a long time, so when Hamlet's people found him, they established a connection directly. With him lurking beside the Baron, it was no wonder that he was able to obtain so much information.

Reynald didn't care about the love and hatred between them at all. He only had one mission now, which was to capture the Baron, and he never stopped moving forward.

Compared to the threat posed by a knight, the baron was angry and anxious, but he had to focus on Reynald and kept making promises. "I will give you a fiefdom. Lord Hamlet will never be as generous as me."

"I'll give you money...woman..."

The Baron tried his best to save himself, but unfortunately, the promises he made could not shake Leonard's steps at all. His reaction could not be seen under the cover of his helmet, and his look was really oppressive.

"Damn it! What did that guy give you? I'll give you double."

"You don't understand what Hamlet is. Loyalty is the best reward." Reynard responded, but he also took action, and his speed increased instantly.
The Baron was also forced into a corner. Although he was not wearing armor, he was also a swordsman and was determined to fight to the death at this time.

But his struggle was meaningless to Leonard.

"have you had enough!"

Reynald easily deflected the Baron's sword and moved closer, striking him on the head with the end of the hilt.

Stun attack!
The Baron swings his sword, the Baron falls... the battle is over.

"Go and cooperate with them to arrest the arsonists and bureaucrats." Leonard slowly put away his sword and reminded the man when he saw that he was still there.

"Yes, yes, yes! Please rest assured, sir."

The man quickly agreed, and judging by his subconscious actions, he really didn't seem like a Hamlet by birth, but a spy who developed here.

How to develop spies was not his responsibility, and neither was Reynard. He was more concerned about not letting the Baron start the fire or letting those people escape.

The Baron did arrange some men to finally destroy the entire town, but those men had already been targeted.

However, they were not dealt with in advance. Instead, they were caught red-handed when they took action. At the same time, when that person came out and pointed out that it was the Baron who wanted to burn everyone to death, it meant that the Baron's rule here ended.

Hamlet's army rescued them, found a few people to spread the word, and then stood firm here.

After all, the Baron intended to burn himself, while Hamlet's troops came in and did not harm anyone.

But these are just minor matters. The army came in mainly to hunt down those war criminals.

With the support of intelligence from undercover companions, many bureaucrats, gangsters and hooligans hiding in the towns were wiped out.

It’s not that they didn’t try to resist, but unfortunately it was meaningless in the face of absolute strength.

Those guys who once oppressed the people and could be said to be full of evil were now tied together with ropes and paraded through the streets.

The fate that awaits them is probably a trial, followed by spending the next life in labor reform.

And Hamlet will step on their heads to complete a thorough reshuffle and truly bring this area under his rule.

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"I suggest the death penalty... the damage caused is too great... have you found the item..."

"Hey, why did he move?"

"It seems that he has woken up. Go and inform the lord."

Uh... where am I?
The noise outside woke the baron up. When he opened his eyes, he was still dizzy and everything in front of him was blurry.

But the wound on his head was painful, reminding him of what had happened before, causing him to regain consciousness quickly, and the scene before him became clear.

That familiar ceiling, this is in the hall of the manor, and it is still alive... Am I saved?
"Stop pretending, just get up when you wake up."

Hearing the voice from the side, the Baron quickly struggled to get up, only to see several strangers sitting in a row at the round table.

The position that originally belonged to him was occupied by an ordinary-looking young man. The large amount of papers on the desk made it seem as if he was using this place as his office.

From the attitudes of the soldiers coming in and out, the baron, if he was not a fool, could guess who was sitting there.

"Are you Hamlet's lord?"

"What? You seem a little dissatisfied?" Lance's expression became impatient. It was obvious that he did not have much patience with this guy and he humiliated him severely.

"Damn it! You've occupied so much of my Hamlet's land and yet you've ended up like this. Calling you a loser is already being polite. No wonder it took us four days to get here."

Lance has not appeared on the front line these days, and is mainly sorting out the territories in the back.

It's okay that those lawless areas are developing slowly, after all, there is no unified planning from the top and no support.

But the lands you annexed are still the same. You just set aside a piece of land to divide among the knights, and constantly use pioneering knights to erode Hamlet.

But how many of those so-called knights have the brains to grow crops? Just build a small village and a small farm to support them.

This made Lance very upset. I gave you so much time and you ended up like this? Large tracts of barren land, with only a few knights left.

In fact, Lance blamed the Baron wrongly. How could he not know that those places were fertile?
However, there was too much uncertainty about those lands, and he did not dare to develop them casually. After all, the fight with other nobles was not over yet.

But it doesn’t matter anymore. Although the Baron wanted to refute Lance’s words, he also knew his current situation and could only bear it silently.

Forbearance!

Seeing the baron's performance, Lance looked at him with a higher regard, but he had no intention of letting him go.

"You were the one who ordered those knights to burn everything before they retreated?"

The Baron knew that something was wrong and that this matter was put on him, but he would definitely not admit it.

"These are all their own actions. I just asked them to abandon those places and retreat. I wanted to return them to Hamlet, sir. How could they do such a thing?"

Instead of exposing him, Lance smiled and nodded.

"That's good. I plan to sentence all the knights who set fire to the territory to death. Do you have any objection?"

"I have no opinion!"

The baron answered without hesitation. It was already this late. The first thing to do was to survive and not anger that guy.

"Bring it in."

Lance waved his hand and quickly dragged out a few people from outside. They all looked injured, with bandages on their bodies and looked pale and ugly.

That’s right, these were the knights who had been stripped of their armor. However, they didn’t care about anything else at this moment, and their eyes were fixed on the baron…