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"These people don't look like refugees at all. I just..." Disma explained the situation in detail,

Leonard was not too surprised by the identities of those people. He felt something was wrong at that time.

First, the old road is the only way in and out of Hamlet. I have just walked back and forth on this road. If there are refugees walking among them, the cavalry team cannot miss them unless they fly over or come out of the wilderness.

Second, their disguises were too fake. The degree of damage to their clothes showed that they were deliberately torn. The traces of fraud were too obvious. Moreover, if they were real refugees, they would never have such a strong body and full of spirit.

Third, and most obviously, the refugees would never have so much money, nor would they dare to conflict with the soldiers. No one begged for mercy when I threatened them.

Without knowing their origins, we can only temporarily stabilize them, and then let Disma test them.

Barristan and Barton also thought about this matter and sensed the crisis.

"This is tolerated, which further proves that they have some purpose for Hamlet."

"I just don't know what it's about and what's their purpose?"

"It can't be people from the church. They don't need to hide in disguise." Leonard thought for a moment and denied an identity.

"Never mind it, mobilize troops to surround them, with two hundred muskets pointing at their heads. I won't believe they refuse to explain." Disma doesn't care about so many, with the gun in his hand, the enemy can't fly away from him. Palm.

"But what if I act rashly and provoke some enemies for you?" Button has to be much more cautious. That failure made him fall to the bottom and smoothed the edges on his body. Now he has completely lost the arrogance he once had as a genius. On the contrary, he became low-key and introverted, and his thinking and logic became more cautious and cautious.

Everyone also understood this truth. After returning from this trip, the lord compiled the basic knowledge related to the extraordinary world and gave it to them. The more they know, the more they will be in awe of the world. Only the more ignorant people will be more arrogant.

"Have you forgotten why the lord wanted to go deep into the wilderness?"

Ginger is still old and spicy, and Barristan let them understand the identities of these people with just one sentence.

Yes! Didn't the lord go into the wilderness to investigate because he discovered corruption?

"Those people want to come in and spread the plague~"

Although Disma's words did not have a positive tone, they also expressed what everyone was thinking.

"It's most likely a conspiracy of the cult. Otherwise, they would come over as soon as the lord left. How could there be so many coincidences?"

"No matter what, it is our duty to protect Hamlet. If they dare to invade, no matter who they are, they will have to pay the price." Speaking of the cult, Barton couldn't help but feel a little touched, and there was a vague hint of anger in his expression. He was cautious rather than afraid.

"Yes, no matter what the identities of those people are, we have to deal with them for Hamlet's safety, but we can't let too many people know about this matter.

In the name of the exercise, the people in the town were notified to block the entrances and exits, and the remaining soldiers from the training camp were deployed to surround the camp and eliminate those guys. No one could be allowed to escape. "

Leonard set the basic tone. He was responsible for coordinating the army when Lance left. Fighting opportunities were fleeting and must be seized decisively.

"If it is really a cult, I'm afraid their strength is not bad. Without the lord, I'm afraid we have to deal with it..." Barton is still a little worried. He has never experienced facing a cult, but that's what he heard from a few brothers. I have learned a little bit about the evil magic that seizes people's minds and the distorted monsters, which are not something ordinary people can deal with.

"We can't just rely on Lord Lord, otherwise we will have no meaning of existence." A calm smile appeared on Leonard's face, and he raised his hand and patted Barton on the shoulder, "Bring the artillery over and let the cultists feel it. Give up your anger."

When Lance compiled an army lesson plan, he naturally had to invite a few people to discuss tactics. Under the influence of the lord, they knew the potential of guns and artillery in future wars, and naturally they would not reject or even waste such weapons.

"Okay!" Barton's tangle was solved. When the cannon was obtained, he was confident that he could hit it with one shot even if the monster mutated.

"We can't wait any longer to avoid causing trouble. Tell them that the big one is coming!"

Several people took their positions and urgently summoned soldiers.

When the bell rang, everyone in the training camp, no matter what they were doing, put down what they were doing and rushed to the playground to gather. Then the number of people in each team was counted. From the stage, soldiers in neat military uniforms were lined up neatly.

This is different from the current popular clothing. The military uniforms designed by the lord are mainly clean, convenient, comfortable, and handsome!

After a period of training, they finally looked like soldiers. At least their complexions improved a lot, and their formations were orderly.

After suffering hardships, their endurance becomes extremely exaggerated, and sometimes they stay just to have enough to eat because they have been hungry.

Most people survived the harsh training and gradually adapted, which shows the tenacity of human beings.

In the past, exercises and other exercises did not require any speeches to boost morale. They were always full of enthusiasm and did not dare to slack off at all in training and exercises, because those who were lazy had already been kicked out.

Now those guys have no chance to regret it, and even such bad behavior will affect their families.

But this is their first real mission, and the target is still a dangerous cultist. Learning from the lessons of Barton's failure, some things must be said clearly.

And Leonard didn't hide it from them, he directly explained to them the enemies they needed to face later.

"This time is not a drill, but a real mission. A group of cultists disguised as refugees want to sneak into Hamlet and destroy the town. They are now in a camp outside the town."

The soldiers couldn't help but look a little nervous when they heard this.

Although they train intensively every day and conduct various assault drills, the propaganda words all say that they will face powerful enemies.

But until now, the enemies they have encountered are bandits and refugees, some of whom they have never even encountered, and now they hear that there are actually cultists.

With the church's sparing no effort in publicity, they also knew the dangers of cults, and they were somewhat afraid.

Leonard noticed their reactions and immediately changed his tone and continued.

"They have set their sights on our quiet and peaceful town. They want to kill our family members and sacrifice them to the evil god. They want to take away our hard-earned stable life and return us to the panic and helplessness.

And as a member of Hamlet, can you watch them destroy our towns, kill our families and friends, and take away everything we hold dear? "

"cannot!"

The soldiers in the audience were filled with righteous indignation, and they would not allow anyone to take this away.

Just like what the lord said, when you put on this military uniform and enjoy the best treatment, you naturally have to shoulder the responsibility.

"Defend your home, defend Hamlet!"

"For Hamlet!"

"Provide your loyalty to the lord!"

"..."

"Level 2 response, collect all equipment and let's go!" Leonard pulled out the [Champion's Certificate] and waved it forward towards the outside of the town.

The soldiers took action. The deployment of the army did not come randomly, so all actions were planned. Under the leadership of the squad leader, they went to collect the equipment, then inspected and put it on...

After the elimination of the 500 people in the previous period, only about 400 people are left. Among them, there are at most more than 200 pikemen, 100 selected musketeers, 50 cavalry, and 50 artillery. .

But this is only a figure on paper. In fact, there are too few horses in the town. There are only about a dozen cavalrymen, and the rest can only serve as other troops.

The artillery has the same problem, just three cannons, just make do.

Several instructors quickly completed the integration, then assigned tasks and started setting off.

It was said to be a camp, but in fact it was just a straw cover held up by a few wooden stakes, and rags were stretched around the sides. It was a shelter from the wind and rain, and there was no basis for defense at all.

Moreover, due to land reclamation and land expansion, the nearby trees and weeds have been cleared away, so there is no cover at all around it, so it just stands alone in it.

It seemed that Leonard had thought of attacking this place when he asked them to come over.

Likewise, when a large group of soldiers surrounded them, those people immediately noticed something.

"Damn it! We were discovered~"

"Master Deacon, what should we do now?"

"Don't worry, get ready to rush out and run away!"

These cultists may be willing to sacrifice their lives for their gods, but they have obviously convinced themselves that at least it is not a meaningless death like this.

Even One Eye wanted to run away immediately. They had no advantage in fighting the army in this open space.

If he was in good condition, he wouldn't be afraid of encountering these ordinary armies. As long as he created corpses to devour flesh and blood, he would be confident enough to fight his way out of the siege with the power of seeds.

But now he has been affected by the curse and his strength has declined. He relies solely on the power of the seed to suppress the curse. Once he uses it, he doesn't know what will happen to him, but it is definitely not a good thing.

At this point, all we can do is run separately and see if we can escape.

Thinking of this, Duyan's heart could not help but be filled with gloom. How could his actions be exposed?

You must know that this time he acted privately against the orders of the superiors. If too many people died and affected the plan, it is unknown whether he could survive without saying whether he could use his merits in exchange for adults to lift the curse.

These damn guys will definitely destroy this town in the future! You must kill that monster!

But let’s talk about running away now.

Unfortunately, their actions had been anticipated by Leonard. The formation of soldiers was surrounding them. When the cultists found out that they were exposed, the formation had already been set up and blocked the small temporary camp.

Seeing those people rushing out, Disma took out his pistol and pointed it at a cultist without hesitation, and gave orders at the same time.

"shooting!"

Disma's voice sounded, and at the same time gunshots were fired, accompanied by thick smoke rising in the queue.

The fact that they were selected to become musketeers showed that their strength was at least among the best among the five hundred soldiers. However, they were limited by equipment problems and the accuracy of the flintlock guns was inherently poor.

Not to mention that the enemies have dispersed and are moving, which shows that only part of the lead bullets hit the enemies, and the rest flew to unknown places.

Even if a few were shot, these cultists have all performed flesh and blood rituals to obtain blessings from their ancestors, and are physically stronger than ordinary people. Even if they are shot, they can still resist and continue to escape as long as their vital organs are not injured.

Only Disma was confident that he could kill an unlucky guy instantly with one shot in the head.

Out of a dozen cultists, one round of shooting only killed one and injured five or six. This kind of record was not glorious at all, and he was in a dangerous vacuum before the next reload was completed.

Disma felt tremendous pressure when he saw this scene. It was not that he was afraid of the cultists, but the large number of erroneous attacks by these soldiers left him speechless.

Before, he thought why Patton couldn't win with guns, cannons and so many people, but now he understood.

too poor! He decided that he must strengthen these boys when he went back. If the lord saw this, it would be a slap in the face of him as an instructor.

Disma was like this, not to mention the soldiers. Even the soldiers who could do three rounds a minute in training were overwhelmed by the huge pressure at this time.

Looking at the approaching enemies, their hands were shaking and their minds went blank. Some even became helpless and even instinctively wanted to escape.

"The guns retreat, the spears advance!"

Fortunately, the military order was issued at this time, and the soldiers remembered the training. The pikemen walked out of the formation, while the musketeers temporarily retreated to the back to reload ammunition.

The protection of their companions greatly reduced the pressure in their hearts, and only then did Disma's scolding sound appear.

"Cheer up and remember that you are never alone, your companions are always by your side!"

"Reload ammunition now, exit and defend the position, be careful of cross fire!"

After hearing the order, the musketeer immediately started loading ammunition. The rigorous training really worked, and his hands started to move on their own even before his brain recovered.

The pikemen clenched the spears in their hands and pushed forward. As the distance between the two continued to shrink, the soldiers could see the ferocious faces of the cultists and could not help but hold their hands tighter.

Among the pikemen, Barristan knocked the shield and made a sound, along with the roar of vicissitudes of life.

"You are the soldiers chosen by the Lord, and you are Hamlet's soldiers. Now hold on to your spear and prove to me that you are not a coward!"

"We are not cowards!" one soldier shouted, and the rest also shouted at the top of their lungs. It seemed that their condition was much better.

The operation of a long gun does not need to be as troublesome as a musket, as long as you know how to insert it and pull it out, and the long gun has a safe distance when the enemy attacks.

Not to mention that these pikemen were mixed with some veterans who had seen blood. They seemed more calm and calm, and did not feel pressured by the enemy's approach. Instead, their eyes fell on the enemy, as if they were ready to insert themselves somewhere~

Thanks to [Lonely Eastern Wolf] for the 500 reward.

Thanks to [Turn on the light and read a book] for the 100 reward.