Our family is in decline

It was this person who attracted Wolf Warrior's attention.

The man pulling the cart was very different from the others. It could be seen that he had a thick frame and was not short in height. He even had to stoop slightly in order to pull the cart.

Being able to pull a cart and still have a stable posture at the same time shows that he does not have limb atrophy like others.

Although the body is also covered, and others use random wrappings such as rags and bandages, this man is wearing a brass-colored breastplate and shoulder guards, gloves, and skirt to form a complete set. equipment.

An old or even torn white cloth wraps the head, and the remaining part of the shawl is usually draped over the body and extends to the waist like a cloak.

There is a frog-eye mask with the same brass color on the face, which seems to be a set with the breastplate, and it is specially customized, otherwise it would not fit so well.

This kind of equipment, even without the breastplate and mask, is not something a refugee can possess.

Until Zhan Lang noticed that there was an exaggeratedly shaped sword placed beside the cart. It had been broken and only half of it was left. The sword body was full of traces of battles that had not been well maintained, but the blade was messy. The collapse also shows that it has experienced countless cruel battles.

He is a warrior!

Wolf Warrior felt it, and even had a vague sense of crisis. This feeling was not given to him even when facing the cavalry charge, and he subconsciously clenched the battle ax in his hand.

Perhaps it was the vigilant movement of the war wolf that caught the attention of the one-eyed wolf king. This tacit understanding was condensed in countless battles. In an instant, he lowered his body and was ready to attack.

Like a chain reaction, the white wolves followed the Wolf King's movements, and the barbarian warriors couldn't help but clenched their weapons and prepared to fight.

Fortunately, Wolf Warrior reacted and raised his hand to stop the restless people.

But this obvious move still alarmed the man. He looked up and glanced here. His eyes seemed to linger on the wolf for a moment, but he didn't express anything. He lowered his head and continued to pull the cart.

The other people didn't even realize anything, they just kept following that person's footsteps, revealing a state of extreme numbness.

Only that man kept moving forward with firm steps, and strange power seemed to burst out of his strange body.

War Wolf gave way to the road and stood aside to let them pass. When the two approached, he saw the masked man giving him a slight nod.

Neither party said a word, nor did they communicate further.

After those people left, the soldiers who couldn't bear it asked questions to the wolf.

"Boss, why don't you kill them?"

"Yes, they will expose our traces!"

"..."

They have not forgotten that there is a cavalry team that is looking for trouble for them. If anyone who has seen them is left alive, their position will be exposed easily.

"Those people are infected with the plague. What will happen if they catch the plague? We have killed all the Lushou tribe. Now no one in the mountains can treat the plague. Do we want to bring the plague back to the mountains? Or bring it back to the tribe!"

Wolf Warrior's thinking has changed a bit, but he will not allow the people below to question his decision.

Sure enough, after hearing the word "plague", fear appeared on the faces of those soldiers who were not even afraid of death.

"I felt something was wrong with the leader. Although he was suffering from illness, there was no doubt that he was a real warrior.

Completing the ritual now is what we need to do now. It would be foolish to provoke a strong man over such a trivial matter. "

War Wolf said another sentence, which surprised everyone even more, because being recognized by the leader meant that he would not be much weaker than him.

But just a guy suffering from illness?

"Let's go, we've wasted a lot of time."

Wolf Warrior didn't explain anything anymore. There were some things that weren't at a high level and it was useless to talk about them.

But those soldiers were right. It was easy to be discovered if they walked directly on the old road, so they escaped to the edge of the wilderness again and traveled quickly.

It's just that War Wolf doesn't know this area well, and he doesn't realize that this old road leads to only one place.

Likewise, they didn't notice a figure hanging far behind. Those eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, as if they could penetrate the dense forest of the wilderness.

…………

Hamlet, nameless village.

"Bah!"

A sharp bird song tore through the early morning silence, and a black figure kept hovering over the village.

After a while, birdsong also sounded below, and at this time, a falcon also followed the sound and landed on a person's thick arm.

It was the baron holding the bone whistle who retrieved this extraordinary piece of equipment after determining the Wolf Warrior's location.

Although it can be seen at a glance that this item is the equipment of the Eagle Claw Tribe, the predecessor of the Eagle Group, the ownership is not in the hands of the Eagle Group.

It's just that this is the price of living under someone else's roof. You have to pay something.

The baron took off the note from the falcon and raised his hand to lift the falcon.

The next second the falcon flapped its wings and soared, quickly disappearing into the sky. Its flying speed was so fast that few birds could match it.

After unfolding the note, the baron looked a little strange, but he didn't show it too directly, and instead looked for Alvin who had already gotten up.

Under the Earl's strict control, the entire family actually did not slack off. This is one of the reasons why their family can rise.

"Teacher, what news did the eagles send back?"

He also heard the bird chirping just now, so he naturally understood what happened.

"The Eagles have regained control of Barbarian's position, but something else seems to have happened while she was away." The baron handed over the note and explained briefly.

"When she found them again, she found that more than half of the barbarians' team had been destroyed, and now there were only about ten people left. They might be the cultists or other enemies, but it's a pity that they didn't see them."

Alvin didn't care about this. He was happy that the Wolf Warrior was unlucky. When he heard that Barbarian had lost a lot of men, he immediately laughed out loud.

"Hahaha! God is really helping me. This place in Hamlet is really my blessed place."

The Baron was not so happy. He was still wondering what kind of enemy could make Barbarian lose more than half of his enemies? I feel more and more that there are more secrets hidden in this land.

"The teacher is right. Without these barbarians, we would be the unlucky ones."

Although Alvin was in charge, he also knew that the teacher's decision was right. It was better to use these barbarians to consume Hamlet's rebel forces than to do it himself.

"Then what should we do next, teacher?"

After hearing this, the baron found a map and unfolded it, estimated the location, and raised his hand to draw a route.

"Their location was probably here last night, and now they have arrived at this place. Unlike before, they have a very clear goal. What must have happened last night?"

Although the woman in the Eagles is also a barbarian by blood, she was actually born after Eagle Claw surrendered and changed into the Eagles.

Without that environment and no one to teach me these things, I would have no idea what the ceremony last night was like.

After all, it was just two white wolves fighting. She couldn't tell the difference at all, and she didn't understand that making money was their goal on this trip.

The only leader of the eagle group who might have known something had been killed long ago. She didn't understand it anymore, and Alvin and the others even less understood it.

Logically speaking, it is impossible to tell anything without enough information, but the baron showed a very strange attitude, as if he had guessed something.

But he didn't say anything, but looked at Alvin after a moment of silence.

"What do you think they're going to do next?"

He needs to be nurtured rather than babysat.

Alvin also sensed the teacher's intention and restrained his emotions. He looked at the map to try to figure out the barbarian's possible purpose...

"This is it!" After a moment, Alvin raised his hand and marked a location.

"Why?" The Baron was not too surprised, but asked.

"Because there is only such a gathering place in the second half of the journey, otherwise do they have to go to sea? Or go north to the ice field? East to the desert?"

The Baron did not deny Alvin's opinion, but looked at the location pointed out by him on the map.

"Do you know where this place is?"

"A town called Hamlet was formed by people who escaped when the old city was destroyed. The number should be around 1,200. It doesn't even have a regular army, only peace officers and militia."

After knowing his father's plan, Alvin took the time to make up for the situation in the Hamlet area. If nothing else, at least he could blurt out the situation of the towns on the map.

It's just that there was a strong disdain in his words, as if he didn't look down on this "Hamlet" composed of escaped refugees at all.

The Baron actually understood Alvin. After all, Bastia was a big city with a population of 100,000. Growing up in such a prosperous place, it was normal to look down on run-down small towns.

"I have been to Hamlet. It is a very majestic building complex, even Bastia cannot compare with it. In comparison, the town is really dilapidated, not even as good as a farm outside the old city."

The baron sighed with a look of reminiscence on his face, but then he said seriously:

"But the name Hamlet was inherited by the escaped lords. Now do you understand what this town called Hamlet represents?"

"In name..." Alvin was not stupid, and he quickly understood the reason why the teacher specifically mentioned this.

The word orthodoxy represents that if you want to control Hamlet, you must control this town.

The baron also took the opportunity to tell some things.

"Lord Alvin may not know that a saying has suddenly appeared in various parts of the empire recently, saying that Hamlet is a place of refuge in these troubled times. There is no war, no killing, and endless bread and milk.

This news has been circulating for some time, and it now appears likely that it was a ploy spread by the cultists to attract others. "

"Why didn't the teacher tell me before?" Alvin looked a little unhappy. Why did he tell such an important thing now?

Alvin basically spends most of his time at the training ground honing his combat skills and doesn't go out much.

Even if they go to play, they have to go hunting with a group of noble children, or attend banquets and go to high-end places. There is no channel to contact ordinary people at all.

"This matter has been circulating for a while, and I thought you knew it." The baron understood but pretended to be confused and did not admit it.

Alvin's face was gloomy, and he felt that the teacher still had many things that he was hiding from him.

His destiny has been controlled for half his life. He originally thought he could escape control and gain freedom, but the teacher's attitude made him still feel like he was living in the shadow of his father and elder brother.

This made him very dissatisfied!

The Baron was naturally aware of Alvin's emotions. Isn't it clear why he didn't say it before?

With such a sensitive emotion like a little boy, wouldn't you be asking for trouble if you speak out?

But the appearance of the cultists and Barbarian's current route forced him to speak out.

In fact the Baron knew something more.

Like another version of that message.

Extraordinaries will be sheltered in Hamlet as long as they follow the rules.

This news is the key to making Hamlet's name reappear in various forces in the empire.

The empire's suppression of extraordinary people was not decided by others, but by the church.

Because the largest supernatural organization in the empire is the church, it is a monopoly.

As far as he knew, in fact, both the emperor and other nobles were related to extraordinary people like Bastia, but no one dared to show it openly.

Because the church controls the grassroots, no one can withstand the blows from the church. If you are defined as a heretic in one sentence, those meek ordinary people will pick up pitchforks to resist you.

The Baron could probably guess that it was this sudden rumor that really made the Count make up his mind and even take action in advance.

Otherwise, we should wait until the barbarians invade on a large scale. By then, everyone's attention will be attracted, and the emperor will be wary of the barbarians going south and make concessions.

But for now, let’s appease the little Alvin first~

"Lord Alvin, don't you think it's a coincidence? If those barbarians are really in the town of Hamlet, doesn't it have nothing to do with the rumors and the cult?"

Alvin's attention was instantly pulled when he heard this, because Hamlet is the most important thing to him now.

"Teacher, you mean those barbarians came here because they received the news? But those cultists not only attacked us, but also attacked them. How could they be a group?"

"Who knows~" The baron had a vague smile on his face.

Alvin reacted quickly when he saw this, and a smile of understanding appeared on his face.

"That's right! The cultists occupied Hamlet to spread rumors and planned to collude with the mountain barbarians to invade the empire. Lord Hamlet could only ask Bastia for help. We traced the secret along the way and were invited to send troops to destroy the barbarians and the cultists. "

"So what should we do now?" The Baron finally nodded with some satisfaction.

"Hurry up and attack to seize the opportunity!" Alvin waved his hand with great fighting spirit, "We must control Hamlet Town before those barbarians and get the lord's letter for help."