Our family is in decline

Lance knew they needed to vent their fears, and those who abandoned their duties were the perfect punching bags.

But he cannot put the power of trial into their hands, otherwise his authority will be threatened once the beginning is reached, and only he is qualified to initiate the trial of a person in order to convict him.

This can ensure that his authority will not be damaged, and at the same time, it can also prevent the matter from expanding.

Because these people simply want to vent their fears and have no discernment when they go crazy, and can easily accidentally injure other innocent guards.

This crazy world must be guided by reason.

"Did you run away?" Lance raised his hand and pointed at a guard.

The person he pointed out was stunned for a moment, but quickly shook his head in denial.

"I didn't run away."

"Very well, do you dare to stand up and speak loudly?"

The man heard this and looked at the situation around him. Although he hesitated, he still stood up.

"I didn't run away, I killed two enemies at that time!"

"Tell me, did you see him flinch?" Lance looked back at those people, but no one stepped forward to identify him.

It seemed that after a brief period of calm, they all returned to their senses.

"Okay!" Lance suddenly shouted, raising his hand and pointing at the man, "You have regained your status as a free citizen, and you will be rewarded ten copper coins for killing two enemies."

The man couldn't help being stunned after hearing this.

"Come here to receive the reward." Lance called the person in front of him and paid directly in front of everyone.

Don't look at the fact that his previous transactions started with gold coins. In fact, what ordinary people have the most contact with are copper coins. These ten coins are already a lot for a refugee.

When he really held ten copper coins in his hand, the man's face was immediately filled with smiles, and all his original complaints disappeared.

Lance then looked at the escorts who had been vaguely turbulent just now. Most of them had calmed down.

There must be someone in the escort team who is doing real work, otherwise the camp would not be safe and sound. They fought hard to resist the enemy just now, but when they were suddenly called here, there were all kinds of accusations and abuses. Anyone else would have resentment in their hearts.

And now, Lance's move instantly destroyed the resistance of most of the guards.

They didn't run away, what were they afraid of?

"Don't worry, I will not treat anyone who fights bravely, nor will I let go of a coward who abandons his responsibility!"

After speaking, Lance raised his hand and pointed.

"Did you run away?"

The person he pointed at also stood up immediately, "I didn't run away!"

"Okay, reward~"

Lance directly named a dozen people, and then his eyes stopped on one of them.

"And you?"

When the man saw this, he shouted excitedly: "I killed ten of them!"

"You have lost your gun, why are you going to kill your mother?" Lance didn't even bother to talk nonsense and waved his hand, "Take him down."

Lance did not choose randomly. He just incited the people to put pressure on them. He saw the performance of those people. The first batch of people selected were all those who had passed the stress test and were the most confident.

He didn't need to do it himself, the guards who had taken the money just captured the man and held him in front of him.

"Originally, the most dereliction of duty was to be kicked out of the camp. Now that you lied about the military situation, I can't save you." Lance leaned forward slightly, looked at this guy, and then waved his hand with a disappointed look on his face, "Drag him out and behead him, family members Kicked out of camp, never hired.”

"Sir! I was wrong, don't do it!"

Begging for mercy at this time has no effect. What Lance needs is a deterrent effect. He must die no matter what.

If possible, Lance would even want to kill his entire family to avoid any further trouble.

But doing so tarnishes his image. Blind violence and power will only arouse fear and bring about resistance.

The man was beheaded and his family was exiled. Even if he cried and begged, Lance would not pay attention to them, and neither would anyone else. Even those people would curse, accuse, and actively drive away, and finally had to leave the camp. .

Their treatment was in sharp contrast to the family members of the dead and injured just now. Everyone knew that everything they had came from the lord, and they unconsciously attached themselves to that man.

Tiffany stood and watched Lance, who was still talking about rewards and punishing villains, followed all the way, and saw that a group of panicked refugees were quickly united under the man's methods.

If it were me, I probably wouldn't be able to do anything, not even identify those who are timid.

Now she understood why the business group that she had not managed well was controlled by him in less than a day.

"coward!"

"Get out of here!"

"..."

Another derelict was driven out of the camp with his wife and children~

Under Lance's intentional guidance, the people's anger was vented. At the same time, the people who were forcibly brought together became a whole after this incident, and the originally scattered people's hearts gradually stabilized.

Everyone looked down upon the cowards who escaped from the battle, and felt an inexplicable sense of pleasure watching them leave in embarrassment after being deprived of everything.

But Boudica was the only one who seemed a little unusual. She was completely gone as excited as before. She even dared to rush forward when faced with hundreds of refugees, but she actually felt depressed when she looked at the guys who were driven out of the camp.

Lance had no time to notice her and focused his attention on the last guard.

"You said you killed ten enemies~"

"Yes, sir." The man was neither humble nor arrogant, and he was not afraid of other people's eyes when he stood up.

Lance looked at this man. He was about thirty years old, with a well-proportioned figure and an upright face. He was holding a long sword instead of the issued spear.

Looking at the blood stains on his body, you can tell that what he said is true.

This man, Lance, still has an impression. He said that his ancestors were once knights. Although they have declined, they have left something behind.

As for the reason for defecting, he was very simple. While protecting his wife and children, he killed several gangsters and offended those gangs, so he had to seek asylum.

"Very good! Your family will be restored to your status as free citizens. You will be promoted to captain of the guard. Come and receive the reward."

Lance has always been eclectic in employing people. If you are capable, you will be promoted, and if you are not, you will be demoted. If you do well, you will be rewarded, and if you do not, you will be punished.

And when this heavy bag of copper coins was placed in his hand, the man's upright face could not help but waver.

"Thank you, sir!"

When those onlookers saw such good treatment, they regretted not joining the guard, and those who joined regretted not killing more.

Lance could feel their reactions, and this was the effect he wanted.

He shouted to those people: "Everyone is ready, we are leaving tomorrow."

The people cheered in response. If they were forced to go to an unknown place due to their previous life, their hearts must be full of fear and uneasiness.

But now they are full of expectations, their hopes of joining the lord's territory.

The camp was back in action, even more energetic than before.

If there is another invasion, I am afraid that everyone will want to move forward bravely and secure a future for themselves and their families. Even if they die, they will have no worries.

Lance arranged for people to collect the corpses, and then transport the corpses of the refugees away for sacrifice. There were at least hundreds of people who died here, which added up to a lot of income.

But he didn't feel much, because what happened just now exposed a very serious problem in the territory.

Hamlet has no conventional medical treatment, and his abilities are not revealed in any way.

Putting aside the issue of spiritual consumption, if he really dared to show off his abilities at will, people from the church would be at his door the next day.

Before the territory was not stable, he was barefoot and was not afraid of wearing shoes. The worst he could do was turn around and run away, leaving his ancestor with a big problem.

But now that he is developing, he has to be more careful, at least not to show his face until he is not capable enough.

It is not impossible to obtain sufficient medical resources in a short time without relying on the church.

Physicians Association, a neutral organization of health care providers.

If he was really an ordinary neutral organization, Lance would still think that he could try to cooperate, but unfortunately, according to Tamara, the Doctors Association is still one of the extraordinary forces, and it also has an armed force called the [Hospital Knights].

Professions such as doctors are more inclined to herbalism, pharmacy and alchemy, and people who are proficient in these are called pharmacists, alchemists and the like in this world. This is why the Doctors Association is an extraordinary organization. reason.

Contacting these big forces before you don't have enough strength is asking for trouble. After this road is cut off, you are left to find a way to cultivate them.

But there are some things that need to be resolved before that~

"Boudica."

"ha?"

Lance originally wanted to ask her to join him, but something felt wrong when she looked like this.

"It's okay. You worked hard just now. Just stay in the camp and rest."

"Oh~"

This guy is like a husky with nowhere to vent his energy. It is too difficult for her to stay in the camp. Boudica will definitely follow if she follows the usual rules, but her reaction this time is to agree directly, which seems very serious. abnormal.

Lance noticed her abnormality, but said nothing and just left the camp alone.

He had visited the refugee camp several times in the past few days, and he was no stranger to the environment here. From the style of the corpses of those gangsters, he knew which gang they belonged to, and he directly found the gang's location in the refugee camp.

In fact, it means occupying some shanties on the edge of the outer city and surrounding them to build them, which can be regarded as a shelter from wind and rain.

As soon as he got close to the gang station, he could hear miserable wails. When Lance walked into that area, no one was paying attention. When he went in, he saw some injured people lying in a pile outside the tent. They had no idea of ​​treatment, so they had to pass by. , or die.

There was no mercy in Lance's eyes, only greed.

What a great sacrifice~

Lance glanced at the surrounding environment to make sure there was no one, then unsheathed his dagger to completely remove their pain.

"Who are you? What are you doing?"

Someone finally discovered Lance, but his efforts were destined to be in vain.

"You are their boss, right~"

Lance played with the dagger and approached, but his relaxed and casual look made the man feel tremendous pressure.

"Come here! Where are the people? Where are they all dead! Don't come over!"

After a while, Lance walked out of the station. Although the answer he got was not satisfactory to him.

These guys were just following instructions from their superiors. At the same time, Lance discovered from his mouth that someone had arranged for them to keep an eye on the camp.

Things are getting interesting~

…………

"Sir!" Disma hurried over. He had obviously heard that the camp was attacked.

"It's not a big problem and it won't affect the plan. How about the things I asked you to do?"

"After following for so many days, it's basically confirmed." Disma's sharp eyes glanced around and said mysteriously.

Lance allowed him to move around freely these days, so he couldn't really let him go to Lantern Street to play. Instead, he arranged a special task for him.

Some tasks that cannot be seen in the light.

As for the target, of course, it is the local grain merchants who are in contact with the business group.

Lance is not a good-tempered person. Those guys dared to make plans for the business group today. Who knows what they want to do in the future?

If you don't give them some color, will you really think that he is easy to bully?

Of course, the main purpose is to make money. Although I still have a lot on hand, no one can have too much of this kind of thing, especially since it costs too much to build an army.

"Let's do it tonight?" Disma asked.

"Someone is targeting us. There is a small thing we need to go through before that." Lance told the story about the refugee gang.

"I see that there are fights over territory every day in the area where shantytowns and refugee camps meet. Why do these refugees still hook up with gangsters in the city?" Disma couldn't help complaining after hearing this.

"What you see are different gangs fighting with each other. If these refugees don't find local gangs, where can they sell their goods?"

"Anyway, these guys won't survive tonight." Disma didn't care, he only knew that he was going to go on a killing spree~

"We are looking for justice for those ordinary people~" Lance grinned, his eyes unspeakably cruel.

…………

"Brother! It's not good."

"What's your name? If you have something to say, if you weren't my brother, I would have slapped you."

Under the dim candlelight, a man with a sinister face was reflected. The gang leader who survived the brutal competition in the outer city was not a simple person no matter how young he was.

"I went to check it out just now. There wasn't a single living person inside. It looked like everything had been looted. Those guys probably knew they had offended someone and ran away!"

"Tch! Just run away."

"But what was explained above..."

The younger brother reminded him. He didn't say the whole thing, but it made the man frown and couldn't help but curse.

"Those refugees are really useless. They can't do anything well."

I am arrogant in front of my younger brothers, but I can only bow my head and laugh when facing the big bosses, because without their support, I may be replaced by a new gang that emerges in the next second.

There have been many smart people in this outer city, but they all died in the end.

"Brother, what are you afraid of? It's just a small business group gathering a group of refugees. What can they do?"

"Our people died too cleanly before, so it's always good to be careful."

The man fell into thinking. He was not too surprised by the failure of the refugees. This was just a try. He didn't expect the guards of the camp to be so tenacious, let alone the crazy barbarians. Fortunately, he didn't really kill his own people. Pull him over, otherwise he will suffer heavy losses and be swallowed up by the gang next door without even saying anything from above.

Seeing the eldest brother who was still hesitating, the younger brother also became impatient, thinking that the eldest brother was getting old and didn't even dare to take action, so let him go.

"How about I bring someone in tonight and burn their camp on fire?"

The younger brother immediately asked for action. Seeing his fearless appearance, he didn't take the guards of the camp seriously. No one who grew up in this environment is afraid of death. Fighting is their only way out.

"ah!"

An exclamation outside the door broke the silence of the room.