Our family is in decline

When Alvin led the cavalry to approach the target village, there was no sign of any villager activity.

You must know that these villages can survive in this disordered environment and will be very sensitive when facing some special situations.

He led the cavalry into some villages and towns to supply supplies. Those guys would run back from the fields to the simple villages like frightened rats, seeking a sense of security.

But today the noise of their cavalry attack was so loud that there was no movement when they got closer. On the contrary, it was deathly silence...

Alvin stopped. In fact, he had a vague feeling now, but he just didn't want to believe it.

An accident occurred in the first step of controlling Hamlet?

"You two go and see what's going on. You spread out to conduct reconnaissance. Be careful of ambushes and be ready for support at any time."

The Baron naturally noticed that something was wrong. He did not panic, but as the person who assisted Alvin, he had to stand up at this time.

With a few simple words, the situation was settled, and the headless confusion was quickly quelled.

The knights who were hit immediately rode out and spread out to prevent the team from being targeted and attacked, and some even entered the village.

Soon the people who entered the village came back, but the news they brought back was not very good.

"There was no one, and there was no ambush. The whole village was empty, but some blood stains could be seen, and there was a rotten smell."

These words are undoubtedly describing that the village has been massacred. When Alvin hears this news, doesn't it sound like he is a step too late? Those barbarians have already killed everyone and left?

"Damn it!"

Alvin gritted his teeth and was about to lose his temper, but the baron on the side suddenly asked a question to the two cavalrymen.

"Didn't you see the body?"

"No."

"Then the barbarians probably didn't do it." The baron immediately made a judgment and turned to explain to Alvin, "This group of barbarians did not come in to rob, and they could not bring people back to the mountains, so every time If they take action, everyone will be killed and sacrificed to their evil god. If this is the case, there will be a sacrificial ceremony and corpses will be left behind."

"The fact that there is no body now only means that they did not do it." Alvin also reacted and felt a little better after hearing the news.

After all, he had been tricked so many times. If he was still a step slower this time, he might not be able to hold on anymore.

He is a Bastia nobleman. His father suppressed those barbarians so much that they could only bow their heads.

Although it was said that he intentionally let them go and drove them here, the young man was definitely not as calm as the Baron.

"It's only when you go in that you find out what's going on here."

The cavalry advanced towards the village, and the baron took Alvin around and explained and analyzed the situation in the village to him.

"The wheat fields are about to mature, so it is absolutely impossible for those villagers to leave the village. They must have been massacred by bandits, or they may be deserters who fled here. After all, it is so chaotic outside.

As for the corpse, there should be some. It can be seen from these traces, but it may have been collected by other people passing by. Based on the messy horse hoof prints, it seems to be a well-intentioned caravan. "

But the baron muttered something strange to himself again.

"But why are there so few rut marks?"

The baron was experienced and noticed those horse hoof prints that had been there for some time. He would not have thought that Hamlet, who had been cut up and dismembered, could still raise a large team of cavalry. The rut marks were just vehicles transporting baggage.

Anyway, it is impossible for horse bandits and slave-catching teams to collect corpses, so it can only be caravans that come and go frequently.

"Now that everyone here is dead, will those barbarians still come?"

Alvin didn't care how these people died, or who collected their bodies, or even the people of Hamlet's land.

He only paid attention to the group of barbarians and whether he could take this opportunity to become Hamlet's master.

The Baron also hesitated when faced with this question.

"The rotten smell here is so obvious that we humans can't smell it when we leave the village, but those wolves can smell it from a long distance away. Once they notice it, they will definitely not take risks. It can only be said that this place has lost its ability. Qualifications for bait.”

"Untouchable! I won't die sooner or later, but you want to ruin my life!"

Sure enough, Alvin cursed after hearing this answer, and the people around him seemed to adapt and didn't react much.

But he could vaguely feel that he wanted to avoid it, so as not to provoke the angry Alvin and get scolded.

Even the remaining members of the eagle group lowered their heads to hide themselves, but she seemed to feel the dull pain from the whip marks on her arms.

The Baron noticed this. The reason why he hesitated to say this just now was not the problem itself, but Alvin's reaction after hearing it.

Now it seems that it still happened. The temper of the nobles was vividly displayed in him, but the problem of dissatisfaction between the commander and the people below was very big.

He is still too young and has the energy of a young man, but it can also be understood that he has a bad temper.

In addition to his identity, no one in Bastia dared to provoke him. He had not undergone much training and seemed a bit brainless.

The baron knew that because according to the original count's plan, Alvin could not threaten the status of the heir, so he did not train him at all. As for knight training, it was just the martial tradition of the Bastia family.

However, the situation has changed dramatically in recent years, and the empire is facing a major reshuffle, so the earl is ready to covet Hamlet.

The heir is related to the core of the family and cannot cause problems, but Alvin's identity will not be so sensitive. Even if the emperor wins in the end and turns his attention to the northwest again, then Hamlet's lord will still be Alvin and has nothing to do with Bastia. .

Even if everyone knows the relationship between the two, it is hard to say how powerful the emperor will be to quell the turmoil before launching a war.

In this way, the emperor will be able to live up to his reputation, and the count will successfully annex Hamlet. As long as a few more generations pass, the Bastia family will become the new giant.

If it fails...

These barons vaguely guessed it, but he could not say it and did not dare to say it.

Because he is now bound to Alvin, as long as he takes over the ownerless but rich land of Hamlet, his family will also get more fiefdoms.

Therefore, he must assist Alvin with all his strength, even if it is a pig, he must push it up.

"We don't know the purpose of the barbarians, but we have now cut off their westward road to Ovendo City, so as long as we cut off the southbound road, there will only be such a big area left.

As for the rest, it depends on our eagles..."

As he spoke, the baron looked at the members of the eagle group wrapped in dark green robes, raised his hand and took out something.

When the woman saw that thing, she couldn't help but express surprise, and the falcon on her shoulder stared at it and made a "quacking" sound.

"I see."

…………

After entering the core area of ​​Hamlet, the wilderness became more lush, but it also revealed something strange.

Even the barbarians living in the mountains felt pressure after entering, and the Wolf Warrior, the champion of the Wolf God, sensed a strange power here.

Not to mention that it was already dark now, and the surrounding environment was even worse than the fog that separated the world from the mountains. When you looked up, you couldn't see any stars, only the darkness that seemed to be condensed.

And those wild plants seemed to come alive at this moment, the twisted branches looked like limbs against the darkness, the weird tree holes howled in the wind, everything became...

They are constantly under pressure, and their will will be tested every step forward, and they can only keep praying to the Wolf God for protection.

"Has the Wolf God abandoned us?"

"I can't see the road..."

"Oh~ The wolf god protects you."

Wolf Warrior realized this situation and could only stop the team advancing in the dark wilderness and choose to rest.

The soldiers and the white wolves hugged each other and gnawed on the dried meat captured from the eagles.

War Wolf looked at the exhausted and demoralized warriors, wondering if it was worth it for him to bring them out.

They are all sons of the mountains. The harsh natural environment of the misty mountains has long trained them into strong warriors. The wilderness environment cannot scare them.

It is not so much a problem of the environment, but rather that the experiences during this period have made their spirits fragile.

Fifty people came out of the mountain, but were scattered by the cavalry as soon as they met. They had to gather the remaining thirty people to escape, and were forced to cross the mountain branches before entering the empire. Some of them were also killed, most of them because of the previous He was so injured that he could only watch death.

He finally recovered a little bit through looting, venting, and offering sacrifices, but he was immediately discovered by the enemy and was pursued. This pursuit lasted for several days, and he did not dare to rest at all until he ran out of ammunition and food, forcing him to devise a plan to sacrifice a soldier. Lure the enemy deep.

After slaughtering the eagles, they were able to get rid of the tracking, get some supplies, and finally recover.

But who would have thought that even a bandit's den could be overturned, and two soldiers died. The fifty people brought out along the way now only have twenty, but the number of white wolves is more, there are still thirty.

Since receiving the instructions from the Wolf God, he didn't dare to stay. He kept rushing along the way, which is why he was in this situation now.

The Wolf Warrior is very strong individually. He can fight against cavalry, cross mountains, and kill eagles. Even if he keeps running around these days, there is no problem for him.

But what's the use? Although other tribal warriors have been protected by the Wolf God and know some tribal secrets, they are still mortal and will die if shot. No matter how powerful he is, he can't save himself.

To a certain extent, it also shows the tenacity of these tribal barbarians. If the teams of other forces were faced with a state that was close to collapse, I am afraid they would have fled to find a way out.

But they can still unite under the leadership of Wolf Warrior. It can only be said that the power of faith is really powerful.

The rest is only temporary, because the power of the Wolf God is also temporary.

Wolf Warrior could feel that the power that possessed him while sacrificing to the Wolf God was dissipating, and the attraction was getting weaker and weaker.

He must find the lost wolf god's bloodline as soon as possible before his power completely dissipates, otherwise there is no telling what trouble will arise if he delays.

After a short rest, the team set off again. No one would complain about being tired or stop, but would silently get up and follow.

They have endured a lot of suffering and faced life and death. They know that they are here to make the tribe stronger again. For this, they have no regrets, even if they die...

The wolf warrior running in the dark became more and more impatient, and his pace kept accelerating, which was a pain to the soldiers following him.

But suddenly the wolf warrior suddenly stopped, his huge body froze in place, his hands clenched into fists, and they continued to tighten, and even made a faint sound.

The power of the Wolf God dissipated, and the guidance naturally disappeared.

At this moment, Zhan Lang only felt a stagnation of anger in his chest, and he kept asking questions in his heart.

If he didn't have to take care of them, he would have found his bloodline long ago, why would he end up like this!

This is not anger arising from one thing, but the emotions accumulated during this period are constantly flooding into the brain.

Wolf Warrior has a hot temper, if it were before he would have exploded.

But now he actually restrained himself from speaking out what was in his heart, nor did he vent his anger on his companions.

Instead, he turned all his emotions into a sigh, loosened his clenched fists, and waved his hands.

"Forget it~ Let's just stay here tonight, have a good rest first, and we'll talk about other things at dawn."

Others don't know why, but after traveling for such a long time, it's good to rest.

The team soon settled down, and the late night breeze finally cleared away the remaining heat of the day. Most of the soldiers cuddled up next to their white wolves.

However, some warriors' white wolves died in the battle, and some white wolf masters died in the battle. They seemed a little lonely, but they all collapsed from exhaustion.

Wolf Warrior sat at the top of the tree and raised his hand to stroke the Wolf King's hair. Now that he had calmed down, he knew that there was nothing to be angry about. Once the clues were broken, he could find the sacrifice quickly as long as he found the sacrifice. As for the sacrifice, it was even simpler. If you need to take risks and plunder villages and towns, there will be a lot of refugees.

When the time comes, just kill a few refugees to hold the ceremony. Although the effect may not be very good, it should be enough to find them.

After thinking about it, the anger in his heart dissipated, and Zhan Lang suddenly realized how much of his previous violent rage was meaningless?

"Ouch~"

A wolf howl came, and all the tribal warriors who had just rested were awakened, because they all understood what this sound meant.

Night attack!

Wolf Warrior couldn't care less and rushed over with a weapon in one hand.

But before he could rush out, he saw a naked-chested strong man rushing out of the dark wilderness, wearing a strange helmet, a strange claw-shaped weapon in his hand, and shouting words he couldn't understand. .

Even War Wolf was stunned for a moment. He thought it was the cavalry chasing after him, but he didn't expect it to be such a weirdo.

And there was not just one, but a large group of similar guys rushing over in a crazy and fearless manner.

"Blood sacrifice to my lord, flesh sacrifice to the crown!"