Our family is in decline

Others rushed over after completing the search, and were stunned for a moment when they saw this scene.

But the captain didn't pay attention at all. Instead, he scolded him while reloading.

"The lord said that there will be no ordinary people in the town except us, and even if he sees a dog, he will shoot him. Why don't you do it?"

"I thought..." The soldier didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Idiot! What do you think?" the captain yelled and kicked the body forward, revealing that the hand hidden behind his waist was holding a dagger.

"Did you see that? You are less than five steps away from her. If I had been slower for just one second, your life would have been dead."

At first, two hundred elites were sent into the wilderness, but now there are three hundred. Not everyone has experienced that incident.

But there are still some people who are not firm in their will and waver because of women.

The military discipline is strict and the military orders are strong but they are loyal to the lord. How can they act rashly just because of a woman!

You are not loyal...

The captain's eyes were like sharp swords, but he had no intention of continuing to scold him. This was not his job.

The outcome is not something he can decide. When the time comes to report it, there will naturally be pickets looking for him to drink tea.

No one in the military wants to meet those guys.

He was stunned when he didn't react just now, but after seeing the dagger, he knew that he had done something wrong. Feeling the distrustful eyes of his captain and comrades, he turned red for a moment and didn't know how to defend himself.

He had absolutely no thoughts of disloyalty.

His family was tortured by natural and man-made disasters and had to leave the land where they grew up. They suffered humiliation along the way. It was the lord who saved his family, gave them porridge, and upheld justice for them and killed the bully who bullied them.

After returning to Hamlet, he learned that the lord was recruiting soldiers. According to the rules of past noble lords, he was prepared to accept the labor of military service.

But he didn't expect that the benefits of being a soldier under the lord would be so good. He was able to be selected because of hard work and perseverance.

Although they were a little tired in the training camp, they had meat to eat and someone to teach them how to read, not to mention a salary, which he had never dared to think about before.

And soon his parents found jobs, and his younger siblings also entered school with preferential treatment for military families.

Everything I have is given by the lord, and my life belongs to the lord, so how can I be disloyal!

But he couldn't talk about the situation just now, so he could only keep it in his heart.

"The door was broken down before. Why are there such obvious enemies here?" The captain didn't care about these broken things at this time. "Search, there must be something wrong here."

When he kicked the door just now, he could feel that the door had been broken once and was simply blocked with something.

The broken door means that the front-line troops did not miss this place. The military process must have been searched once. If it was searched before, why didn't the front-line troops find these people?

Did they neglect their duties?

It's impossible, the military rules and regulations are here, and several teams are led by adults.

"Captain, there is nothing strange."

The house is not big, and after walking around, they found that it was just an ordinary brick and stone house.

The captain couldn't help but frown when he heard this. As a captain, he must think more, otherwise he would be making fun of his teammates' lives.

"Captain, look, there's a situation."

The soldier was still struggling with what had just happened, and couldn't help but look at the woman who had turned into a corpse, but it was also this glance that made him realize something was wrong. The blood flowing from the corpse seeped directly through the cracks in the floor.

Because people died here, the covering of the corpse made them ignore this. Now that they saw it, everything suddenly became clear.

The captain quickly moved forward to drag the corpse away, and then used his dagger to lift the floor. As expected, there was a bottomless tunnel underneath.

"Tunnel! There is a tunnel here, and those guys want to go around to the back."

Suddenly he remembered that his team had encountered a team that suddenly appeared next to him.

It would be possible if there were just a few here and there, but it was absolutely impossible for the group of cultists who suddenly appeared just now to escape the front-line dragnet search.

The only possibility is that it came out of this house, and these two people obviously stayed to watch the entrance of the tunnel.

The captain broke out in a cold sweat when he reacted. Fortunately, the lord arranged for the second line to clean up and finish. Otherwise, he would have to wait for those guys to bypass the tunnel, and then the front line troops would be flanked. At the same time, they could bypass the main force and attack the rear.

I can't even imagine all this...

"Quick! Disperse notice, you go notify the rear, you go to the front line, you..." The captain gave simple instructions, and finally said solemnly: "I'll stay."

They can naturally hear the captain's voice. Having received military training, they certainly understand the dangers, and the captain is not being lazy if he stays.

On the contrary, what he has to bear is the greatest risk, because a group of enemies may appear at any time, but someone must keep an eye on this place. Even if enemies appear, they can grasp the position immediately.

"Captain, I'll stay."

"I was injured and couldn't run far so I stayed."

"I'm staying!"

When the captain saw several people looking like this, he was not happy and got angry and scolded them sharply.

"Execute the order! There is no time to waste here."

There is definitely more than one tunnel, and they must be notified as soon as possible. The more danger they have for their comrades, the more they delay. As for his own danger, he doesn't care at all. If he can become the captain, he will be responsible for the most difficult tasks.

But at this moment, chaotic sounds sounded from the tunnel. A guy climbed up, but was shot to death by the captain and fell back.

"who?"

"Kill them!"

"We can't let them escape."

"..."

The noise was enough to show that there were a lot of people in the tunnel. Once they rushed out, these tired soldiers who had just experienced a big battle had no chance of winning, not to mention that there was no room for them to set up a battle in the room.

"Let's go!" At this time, the captain had only one reaction, that is, he could not let them out. He had to block them in the tunnel to delay time and gain a chance for his teammates to survive.

As soon as he said these words, there was someone who reacted faster than him.

"Come on, I'll stop them!"

The soldier shouted and raised the chair beside him and rushed towards the exit. He knew that if he stayed, he was basically dead, but he did not hesitate.

Make up for the mistakes you have committed, and die to clarify your ambitions.

The captain's expression changed, but he didn't stop, turned around and ran out.

"Let's go! Let's go!"

As soon as they walked out, they heard a gunshot behind them, but they did not look back. The other people knew that the information must be sent out. They could die, but only after sending the information.

This soldier was still a bit quick-witted and did not rush up to die. Instead, he threw chairs and other objects within sight towards the tunnel entrance.

But the room was so big, the debris was cleared away in a few seconds, and someone had already appeared at the entrance of the tunnel. When he saw this, he didn't hesitate to shoot directly.

He didn't even plan to leave alive. He would not lose if he killed one, but he would gain if he killed two. Even if he died, he would make these guys lose their teeth.

He directly picked up the dagger and went up. There were indeed countless enemies in the tunnel, but the tunnel was small and occupied by debris and fallen corpses. Even if there were thousands of troops, they could only enter one by one.

The people who climbed out also had a hard time. As soon as they squeezed up and showed their heads, they were stabbed with a sword in the door. However, these believers were ruthless enough and used the corpse as a shield to hit them from behind.

They are not ordinary people, and they don't care about being injured at all. When the first one rushes forward risking his life, the soldiers lose their biggest support.

But he did not lose his courage. With the dagger in his hand, he still fought hard to kill the enemy regardless of his injuries.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

I have armor and can withstand cuts, but you don't have armor. No matter how fast your body recovers, it won't be as fast as my sword.

A tragic scene broke out in this small room. Just one person stopped them at the entrance of the tunnel. The soldiers' fearless attitude even frightened the believers.

Is this really an ordinary soldier...

Lance swung his sword casually, and the enemy rushing towards him was split into two halves, with plasma flying and organs pouring out.

The last one, Lance swept around. Every step along the way was paved with blood. Basically, there were no enemies left standing.

"It's strange, why are there fewer and fewer people?" Lance raised his hand to sacrifice the corpses around him, and the spiritual energy was absorbed into his body.

These corpses that had undergone flesh and blood rituals fed back more spirituality than ordinary people, but it was still too little for Lance who had eaten meat.

We have killed hundreds of people along the way, is this still a few?

Geralt on the side was almost out of breath from exhaustion, and he almost cursed when he heard this.

Geralt is actually quite confident in his own strength, but he is a little powerless against the monsters twisted into by the wizard, mainly because his weapons suffer.

But facing humanoid enemies, his sword is not bad at all, and the special physique of the demon hunter gives him great endurance.

But along the way, he discovered a very scary fact, that is, his physical strength could not keep up. You must know that he was not even the main force.

And that lord can actually wield the heavy sword without any fatigue, it is really terrible!

Extraordinaries also talk to each other based on their strength. If Geralt was only friendly because he saved his life before, he is completely convinced now.

Junia's condition wasn't much better. She was able to survive until now only because Lance and Geralt took care of her, but now no believers finally rushed forward.

Even Wangcai was a little tired, breathing heavily with his mouth open, and his hair was more or less stained with blood.

Lance raised his hand and touched the wolf's head, blessing it to clear away the fatigue, and the slightly dim wolf eyes lit up again.

But Lance's attention was not on it, but on looking up at the most exquisite building in the town - the church.

Nothing could be seen from the outside. It was still a familiar building structure, and the facade still had the church's favorite glass tiles. But looking at the dust accumulated on the glass, you knew something was wrong.

She raised her hand and split the door lock with a sword. Junia looked a little strange when she saw this, but she didn't say anything until Lance pushed the door open and she subconsciously let out a exclamation.

"Oh~" Soon Junia reacted, raised her hammer high and shouted angrily, "This is damn blasphemy!"

Lance didn't react much. As soon as the door opened, he could feel the smell of blood coming from inside. Through the sunlight shining in, he could scan the church hall at a glance.

In fact, there is not much difference. They are the same rows of benches. The only change is that the priest's podium on the table has been removed and replaced by the Ascension Sect's iconic sacrificial ceremony platform, and half a blood candle is erected around it. iron candlestick.

I don’t know how many ceremonies were held here, but it gave people a very depressing feeling.

But that's not what Lance is concerned about. Why did he attack the church in the first place?

In addition to wanting to attract the attention of those believers, you also want to find the cult priest in the town, and the church is the most likely place to appear.

He couldn't help but feel strange that such a crucial place was now empty.

Where have all the people gone?

Thinking of Lance striding into it...

The tunnel entrance was only defended for less than five or six seconds before it fell. The surging believers rushed out using the corpses as shields, forcing him to fight and retreat.

Relying on the house, he used the narrow door jam to continuously kill the enemy with the dagger in his hand. His body was also covered with wounds left by the enemy.

Another claw stabbed at him, and he wanted to dodge, but he didn't know whether it was because the adrenaline had had its effect, or because he had lost too much blood. The muscles in his entire body were out of control, and he could only watch as the sharp claws stabbed him. There is the ferocious face of the believer.

At this moment, he was not afraid, but he was unwilling to accept his weakness. If he were stronger, would he be able to stop these people for longer? That way you can buy more time for your teammates.

A little bit...even a little bit...

"kill!"

There was a sudden explosion in his ears, and a figure rushed forward past him, thrusting a spear directly into the enemy's face.

Isn't that figure from the back the captain?

The captain did not leave, he just went out to steal the guy. Hamlet never gave up on his teammates.

If we want to fight together, we will die together!

But at this time, he couldn't care so much anymore, because the last bit of strength was exhausted.

"Get him out quickly."

"Woof!"

"...He was seriously injured, with thirteen wounds on his body and excessive blood loss..."

Mixed voices sounded in his mind, and he seemed to feel that he was being dragged out by someone, but he was so tired now... He was really tired...

Even the pain on his body can't cover up the strong sleepiness. Now he just wants to sleep...

The news was sent out anyway, because William led the team nearby. When the number of people increased, he quickly killed this group of believers and rescued two seriously injured people from inside.

Both of them were seriously injured, and their breastplates were cut open several times, as if they were bloody men. However, the two of them did hold on and waited for the support of their teammates.

Fortunately, everyone had received first aid training and quickly checked the injuries. Even a team of powdered medicines could not completely stop so many wounds.

Fortunately, there are constant support from the team, and Hamlet never abandons his teammates.