our family is gone

Chapter 782 A promise worth a thousand pieces of gold

The city of Bastia is built in a valley, leaning against the mountains. It basically occupies most of the flat land. Even the surrounding mountains have been developed a lot, but there are still mountains and dense forests not far away.

This kind of terrain is the most troublesome. Even knights don't want to enter it. But it is a very good opportunity for those who want to escape from this place.

A dozen figures wearing dark green hooded cloaks kept moving towards the depths of the forest. They were light and moved very quickly.

The one leading the group fiddled with his cloak, creating air currents that swirled on both sides. The people behind him followed in two lines. Their cloaks fluttered, and they moved as if they were gliding on the wind, and their movements were very silent.

What’s even more interesting is that there are some birds flying around them, some are owls, some are falcons, anyway, they are all birds of prey.

There was no doubt that these were the escaped members of the Eagle Group, but now they had none of the arrogance they had when they were the black gloves under the Earl in the past, and they looked like they were being chased by something.

But soon the airflow created by the leader weakened, and the team slowed down. Looking at their miserable appearance, it was clear that they finally couldn't run anymore and had to stop to rest.

Going deep into the forest gave them some sense of security. They knew that even the Earl's knights could not ride their horses up the mountain. They were safe, temporarily...

Everyone was breathing heavily, and their nervousness was clearly visible from their hurried appearance. The strange eyes under the hood of the eagle leader swept around everyone and knew in his heart that he was defeated.

As the Earl's special army, the Eagle Group received special attention from the cult and suffered heavy casualties in the battle with the cult. Of the hundreds of members that originally existed, only a hundred or so escaped.

There were also losses in the subsequent battles to capture the city, and only less than a hundred people were left.

Then, in order to monitor the cultists, the eagles were placed around the city, not in the camp. This gave them time to react, and they could just run away if something happened.

But you can't just run away if you want to, because there are arrangements against the eagles. As soon as they escape, they are chased and beaten by cavalry. There are also some heroes mixed in with them, who inflict heavy damage on them.

Anyway, by the time they fled into the forest, there were only a dozen of them left. If it weren't for their leader's powerful secret skills and his familiarity with the surrounding environment, they would probably have died under the lead bullets of the cavalry.

"What should we do now? Bastia is gone, and those nobles will not let us go."

They now thought that it was Lawrence and other nobles who took action. When they were under the Earl, they had offended those people many times. From the knights who were chasing them just now, it can be seen that those people do not want them alive.

"We can't go to the mountains either. They want to kill us more than those nobles."

Being a dog for the Earl, compared to targeting those nobles, the harm done to the barbarians in the mountains is a real blood feud. Some barbarians even believe that the failure of the war was because they defected. No matter what tribes the two sides are from when they meet, they will basically fight to the death.

"The snow season is coming. Even if we don't go to those tribes, we will die if we don't have enough supplies."

"That's right. There's something wrong in the mountains right now. We absolutely can't go back."

The endless mountains blocked the cold current from the south and also caused a very terrible snowstorm, which could easily wipe out some small tribes that were not well prepared. Even the large tribes would be seriously injured after surviving.

Not to mention that the mountains are now cursed and people are constantly fleeing down the mountains. Wouldn’t it be courting death for them to run back?

Unable to go down the mountain or up the mountain, they could only turn their eyes to their leader.

"This world is huge. With our abilities, we are not afraid of going anywhere. Barbarian mercenaries are not something strange in this world. The only thing is how to leave here alive."

The leader emphasized, "How can we escape from this damn place while being hunted by the nobles and barbarians?"

Yes, this is the problem they should be worried about now, but the city of Bastia is stuck there. It can block the mountains and naturally block them as well. They want to bypass it like they did with Wolf Warrior.

However, these eagles are active in the surrounding area all year round and soon came up with a plan.

"Boss, I know a way. It's a bit risky, but fortune and wealth come with risk..."

While they were talking, suddenly the birds that were sent out on guard cried out in the dense forest, startling the remaining members of the eagle flock.

"Come on!"

This cry might have betrayed their position, but it was impossible to hide it, because the loud whistle that followed called on the birds to harass the enemy and buy them time.

"Whoa!"

They were extremely familiar with the sound of arrows tearing through the air, except that before they were usually the ones shooting at the enemies, but now it was the enemies' turn to shoot them.

However, the target was not people, but birds, which were shot down one by one and fell to the ground.

But there is no time to worry about so much now, because the distance between the two sides seems to have gotten closer, so we have to run quickly.

But suddenly a falcon landed on a tree branch in front of them, staring at them fiercely.

This is not their bird!
Almost all members of the Eagle Group subconsciously had this feeling, and this moment of hesitation was accompanied by a gunshot.

"boom!"

These eagles were all wearing breastplates and masks, but at this moment one member suddenly leaned back, and the bird-beak mask was torn, bursting into a bloody flower and falling to the ground, which alarmed those people, and they didn't care about anything else and continued to run away.

But after walking a few steps, I found that there was suddenly a person standing in front of me blocking the road. He was wearing a coat and a red scarf. Who else could it be but Disma?

At this time, the smoke left by the musket in his hand had not even dissipated yet. When facing the black muzzle of the gun, everyone seemed to feel an inexplicable pain.

"Don't give him time to reload, kill him!"

The leader's words woke everyone up. Yes, a musket only has one shot, and it becomes scrap metal after it is fired.

At the same time, someone drew out a short bow and was about to shoot an arrow, while someone else rushed forward with a short sword unsheathed.

However, the person who was blocking the road did not show any fear. Instead, he responded with a smile when he heard the words.

"Who told you I only have one bullet?"

Before those people could understand, the musket in Disma's hand roared continuously, and those who were holding bows burst into blood and fell down, their life or death unknown.

Such a horrifying scene frightened them. For a moment, those who rushed forward with swords were a little hesitant. When did so many guns fire?

"Hahaha!" Disma just felt refreshed.

This newly developed percussion cap revolver can be loaded with six rounds at a time and can fire continuously. Even if he encounters it, he may not be able to withstand it. But who can blame him for having it now and the opponent doesn't?

Now Disma understands what the lord often says: technology is the primary productive force. That’s so cool!

After a little struggle here, the figures behind caught up, which meant that all the birds were annihilated. The arrows shot at the leader of the eagles, but he raised his hand and rolled up his cloak to blow it away, and he acted without any hesitation.

"Run separately!"

The only ten people left understood what was going on and ran for their lives.

The two men who were originally rushing towards Disma saw him reloading, and their fears slightly dissipated. They were already halfway through the charge, so they immediately rushed forward with ruthless determination.

Seeing that he was being treated as a soft persimmon, Disma was not angry but happy, with a ferocious smile on his face. He gave up reloading the revolver in his hand and put it back to his waist before waiting for the opponent to get close, but the next second he pulled out another uniquely shaped musket and pulled the trigger.

"I didn't say I only had one gun."

One of the eagles that rushed up died on the spot, with no time to react, but the remaining one was now in front of him and swung his dagger without any hesitation.

But what was waiting for him was not the opponent's head falling to the ground, but a chill in his own throat. By the time he reacted, blood had already gushed out, draining his vitality and causing him to fall to the ground.

Bloody throat slit!
Disma shook off the blood on the dagger, as casually as if he had killed a chicken.

Originally, some people wanted to go this way, but they couldn't see the movements just now clearly, so they didn't hesitate and ran in another direction.

Disma didn't rush to chase, but continued to reload.

Laura's figure appeared, and the arrows shot from short bows seemed to splash on them without stopping. Although those eagles did not have the strength of the leader, their breastplates protected their vital points.

But she seemed to know it better than anyone else, so she was shot in the feet. She didn't die immediately, but she also lost the right to escape.

If a bird loses its wings, it dies...

But suddenly one of the eagles stopped moving and fell to the ground. Only then could one see a heavy arrow had pierced through the breastplate.

Among Hamlet, only Boslake could shoot such a powerful arrow. Sure enough, the man with the snake bow appeared from the forest and aimed at the second arrow...

There were only a few people in the first place, but the leader of the eagle group didn't care about that anymore. He just rushed forward. The dense forest was his best cover. As long as he could reach that place...

However, suddenly he seemed to have noticed something, and his body shape suddenly changed and jumped to the side. The next second, the seemingly ordinary weeds revealed a terrifying scene and twisted towards their original position. If he had not run fast, he would have been caught.

But is it wishful thinking to think that you can escape the power of nature in a dense forest full of plants?
The tree roots, vines, weeds...the whole forest seemed to be resisting him.

He had been chased all the way and had even used up all his arrows, so he could only swing the claw-shaped knife in his hand.

The leader of the eagle group couldn't even see where the enemy was. He was exhausted just facing the plants surging around him. Fear spread in his heart, and he even began to swing around randomly.

Because he knew that falling into a spellcaster's trap would be a dead end, and every plant could potentially take his life.

But it was obvious that he had no way to resist nature, because the plants here were endless, and if he cut one, two would grow again.

Soon the slightest sign of fatigue was discovered, and the plants swarmed in and bound it, capturing the strongest leader of the eagle group.

Finally, the plants seemed to make way for them, revealing a person holding a uniquely shaped staff.

"Deer Head Tribe...you are the one who escaped..."

How could the leader of the eagle group not recognize what this thing was? The count had asked him to find this person at the time, but he didn't expect him to appear here.

At this time, the others had dealt with the remaining ones and rushed over.

"How does he deal with it?"

"Just kill it."

Everyone had the same opinion, and the leader also felt that the plant was beginning to tighten, and he was afraid that it would break him in the next second.

"Wait a moment."

At this time, a voice suddenly came out, and Lance appeared, still complaining, "You guys are too good at running."

"Sir! Why are you here?"

Laura was still a little nervous because her failure in reconnaissance allowed some of the eagles to escape, leading to the subsequent pursuit.

"It's okay, I just have some personal matters to deal with him." Lance seemed to have noticed something, and he smiled and comforted Laura with his eyes. He then gave the others a blessing and said, "Laura, stay. You guys go down the mountain and rest first, and get ready to follow me into the city later."

No one paid any attention to it. Only Greendale, who knew Laura's identity, looked at her, but went down the mountain without saying anything more.

Lance looked at the leader of the eagle group, his eyes seemed to be peering through his flesh and blood into his body structure.

Not only did he have eagle eyes and feathers growing on his body, his face became like a night owl, and his bones began to change, mutating into inhuman forms.

Sure enough, extraordinary powers come at a price.

Lance had no patience for Bruce, and he didn't even bother to reveal his identity and directly controlled him, and the secrets came out...

It must be said that he had done many dirty things for the Count, and knew many strange things in this land, whether it was Bastia or the mountains.

However, Lance still found what he wanted. The inheritance of the eagle group was not cut off and was hidden in the eagle's nest secret room in the city.

In this case, Lance released the control and even gave him a blessing to make him wake up.

At this moment, the leader finally understood what fear was. That feeling...

"Do you know why I'm looking for you?"

Lance's words seemed to have magic, forcibly pulling back his confused thoughts, but he didn't recognize them at all.

"Do you still remember her?" Lance seemed to know how he would react. He reached out and pulled up Laura's hood, revealing a stern face among her long red hair. At the same time, he raised his hand and the falcon beside him landed on his arm.

"You are..." The leader of the eagle group knew that this family was a traitor, but he didn't care about that and begged, "We are members of the tribe! These are all misunderstandings. I am willing to surrender."

"It seems you don't remember." Lance explained to himself, "You beat up my people. Humiliating her is humiliating me. I promised to help her get revenge."

After saying that, he waved his hand to signal. The falcon seemed to have received some information. Its eyes instantly locked onto the leader's exposed head. It immediately spread its wings and swooped over from Lance's arm. Immediately, wailing and screaming echoed in the forest...