our family is gone

Chapter 89 Unparalleled
The sudden gunshots didn't attract too many people's attention, but Lance's movement touched everyone's heart.

Both the bandit and the soldier seemed to have stopped at this moment, and all focused on the figure.

Lance could feel something hitting the armor, which was obviously different from the impact of those weapons, because after only two or three seconds, he felt a piercing pain, as if his chest was torn apart by something.

Is this what it feels like to be shot...

"He's dead from being shot, hurry up!" The third child noticed Lance's strangeness, and immediately didn't hide it, and shouted directly to encourage the bandits' fighting spirit.

Sure enough, when the bandits saw Lance stunned for no reason, they immediately burst out with a strong fighting spirit. They obviously couldn't avoid it just now, but now they rushed over on their own initiative.

"Protect your lord!" Andrew shouted loudly, trying to organize a team to go there, but Lance rushed too deep just now.

These recruits can protect themselves, and it is impossible to save others.

Lance was also aware of the situation he was facing, and he could see the ferocious faces of those people through the helmet, as if he wanted to drink his blood and eat his flesh.

But why isn't he like this~
You are all gifts from me - the time to feast has come!
【Flesh Reconstruction】

The bullet embedded in the body was squeezed out by the muscles.

【Blessing】Flowing over his body, the warm blood that had been slightly relieved surged up again.

That's power—infinite power!

The face hidden under the helmet became crazy, and the approaching bandits could even hear dull laughter.

Is he laughing?
But before these bandits could react, Lance, who was standing still, moved.

The long sword was struck out without any skill at all, but it showed even more exaggerated strength than before.

A sword went down from the shoulder to the waist and hips, and the person was split in half, and the flying front body finally reacted.

He is laughing wildly!

Lance was like a mad bull, crashing directly into the group of bandits, killing wantonly with the long sword in his hand, no one could stop him.

Those bandits who had just rushed up turned around and ran away, but they kept cursing the No. [-] leader who tricked them here.

Is this what you mean by being shot?

Fucking fiercer than before!

Number three was also too busy to take care of himself, he could feel that the person noticed him, and the gaze under the helmet on him caused a chill.

And the bandits who stood in front of him were being hacked to death with chaotic swords, and the distance between the two was constantly shrinking.

Seeing that the last barrier between himself and that person had been hacked to death, and there was no barrier between the two, No. [-] could no longer bear the enormous pressure.

"I surrender!"

But Lance didn't waver at all, and the long sword in his hand swept across.

"No!"

No. [-] only came and shouted before seeing a stream of blood splashing out, the head flew up and saw the severed head and body before he realized that it was his own blood.

Cornered!Deep siege!And forced to keep fighting...

At this time, the gun formations blocking the front and rear were no longer important to the bandits. They were already on the verge of collapse, and the death of the leader completely wiped out the resistance of those bandits.

"I surrender……"

"Wuuu...don't kill me..."

"Help……"

The bandits were crying... throwing away their armor and begging Lance for mercy, begging to live...

However, the strength of Lance's sword did not decrease at all, and blood and flesh flew everywhere he went, and no bandit could escape his sword.

"Kill kill kill!"

until……

Lance stopped suddenly and raised his head to face the gun formation. After realizing something, he turned his head and looked back. There was no bandit standing behind him.

He alone hacked from the street to the end of the street, directly cutting through the bandit team, and all the rest fell under his sword.

The sudden rush of a blood-drenched armored man startled the recruits who were blocking the road behind. Fortunately, they quickly recognized the lord.

But such a strong record really made them stunned in place.

Even Leonard and Barristan, who were overseeing the battle behind, couldn't help being surprised.

The lord's growth is too fast!

Although they are confident in their own strength, they dare not break into this kind of melee. Even with armor, they will still accumulate injuries, especially in the face of attacks with armor-piercing and blunt weapon attributes like hammers.

Not to mention that physical strength is limited. Once the strength cannot keep up, it will be an iron can, waiting to be pried open.

But now the lord has achieved it, and his strength has caught up with or even surpassed them.

"Long live the lord!"

I don't know who yelled, and then other soldiers also yelled, and the atmosphere on the scene reached its peak for a while.

And Lance also took off his helmet, revealing that blood-stained resolute face.

"Hamlet must win!" Lance raised his long sword high and let out an ear-splitting roar.

"Definitely!"

"Definitely win!!"

"Definitely win!!!"

At this moment, everyone seemed to feel a strong sense of honor enveloping themselves, and the recruits couldn't help but raise their spears in their hands and shouted with all their might.

They succeeded.

Under the leadership of the lord, they completed an almost impossible task, and defeated the bandits under harsh conditions and a huge gap in numbers.

Suppress the bandits on the land of Hamlet and avenge those dead relatives and friends.

Cheers resounded through the streets, and everyone was enjoying the joy of victory.

Lance put down the long sword in his hand, looked back at the corpses of those bandits and frowned slightly.

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

Immediately afterwards, he looked into the distance and looked at the cliff that was faintly visible in the distance.

The bandits are wiped out, but that doesn't mean Hamlet is safe.

Only he knows how many enemies there are on this land, fallen humans, ferocious beasts, hateful evil spirits, twisted strange demons...

Now he is not qualified to lie down and enjoy the victory, as long as the old man doesn't die, he won't be able to sleep well.

But now is not the time to talk about this, he doesn't want to disturb those people's interest.

This victory is iconic, and using the blood of these bandits to consecrate the recruits means that Hamlet has finally established a certain combat power, his territory will no longer be trampled by others, and even if he is next, he will not be stolen.

"Everyone pay attention!"

Lance called out, and then began to give orders.

"Immediately check whether you are injured. All the wounded are separated for treatment, and then those who are not injured go to clean up the battlefield. Use your weapons to check the bandits, and kill them if they are not dead..."

It was the first time for them to experience fighting on the battlefield, and they had to learn a lot.

Fortunately, there are Leonard and Barristan who can take them away.

　Thank you [Bookworm Little Gold] for the reward of 2000.

　　Thanks to 【白木隳玄】1500 rewards.

　　Thank you [Don't Beat the King] 100 rewards.

　　The ancestor's small classroom is starting:

　　隳 [huī]
　　Destroyed; collapsed: "~the city of man."

　　隳[duò]
　　Old Tong "lazy", lazy.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)