Our family is in decline

The gunshot was like the prelude of the orchestra, followed by the sound of horse hooves hitting the ground. The dense overlapping sounds were as shocking as beating drums. Soon, more and more warriors on horseback appeared behind the archer.

These people had different shapes, and the one leading them was wearing a simple knight's armor. Who else could it be if it wasn't the guards led by Reynard?

The knight felt the armor torn by bullets in front of him, and looked up and saw this scene. He didn't understand it. How could there be so many mercenaries here?

It's not surprising that the knight had this idea, because the equipment configuration of the guards was not standardized, but the good equipment collected by Lance, or customized by master craftsmen.

So it looked a little chaotic, not as neat and uniform as the cavalry, but this did not damage their combat effectiveness, because they were not ordinary people.

But at this time, a very strange situation appeared. Like the musketeers who dismounted and reloaded after shooting, many of the people who gathered here did not charge on horseback, but started to dismount and rush over. Only a few rode horses and wandered around the periphery, which was a bit like hunting.

The knight had just killed a few people, and his hands were hot. That kind of illusory power blinded his reason.

After seeing those people actually gave up their war horses, he was even more confident. These low-class people were inferior and could not even fight on horseback.

He immediately locked his eyes on the strongest one among them and charged forward on his horse, just like Don Quixote who rushed towards the giant.

To be honest, Balin was a little embarrassed, because with his size and wearing this heavy armor, it was not something that ordinary horses could bear, so he drove here. The four-horse car was loaded with some supplies besides him.

They had no logistics this time, because the logistics could not keep up, so they could only rely on themselves.

But he saw the knight rushing towards him as soon as he got off the car, which was undoubtedly a provocation.

Facing the rushing knight, Balin had not even had time to take out his battle axe when he got off the car, but he had no intention of dodging at all. Instead, he grabbed the lance that was stabbing at him with his left hand.

At this moment, Balin's footsteps did not waver at all. Instead, the knight on horseback suddenly paused in his high-speed charge. When the surging force reacted on him, he was separated from the warhorse and was lifted up.

The warhorse was still running, and Balin stepped aside. He grabbed the horse's tail with his right hand and pulled it, causing it to raise its head and half its body and let out a roar, but it was indeed dragged to a stop.

Then came the famous scene. Balin grabbed the tip of the lance with one hand, lifted the knight with one hand, and grabbed the horse's tail with the other hand to stop the charging warhorse.

The terrifying power was displayed, this is the strength of Hamlet's champion!

Balin actually didn't care about these, and casually smashed the knight to the ground. In comparison, he cared more about the warhorse.

The pain just now made the warhorse fall into madness, kicking at Balin. Although he was wearing heavy armor, it would not be easy if he was really hit.

He let go of the horse's tail directly and rushed from the side to hug.

You know, he was able to wrestle with wild boars before he was discovered by Lance, and now he directly lifted the warhorse and let out a roar.

"Gargle!"

The warhorse, which was struggling wildly with its four legs off the ground, was still as difficult to break free as a toy in his hands, and then he slapped it to the ground and it became obedient.

But the power he showed just now was too terrifying!

Balin didn't mean to play, and after knocking the warhorse unconscious, he let it go and turned to look at the knight who had just been thrown to the ground and even forgot to stand up.

Only then did he react and instinctively wanted to escape, but the heavy lance was stuck under his armpit, which made him unable to stand up, so he hurriedly removed it and threw it away.

Even the armor that was originally a symbol of the knight seemed like a burden at this time and he just wanted to discard it. He rolled and crawled just to get away from the monster, but unfortunately he didn't crawl far before his thigh was caught, and the whole person was dragged over and hung upside down by one leg.

"If the lord hadn't let you live, you would have died today."

Ballin raised his hand and pulled off the helmet, revealing a young man, but his face was full of fear at this time, and he didn't look arrogant at all.

While talking, the knight heard the armor making a teeth-grinding squeezing sound, and the leg armor was actually flattened. The severe pain from the leg made him wail.

"Ahhh!"

Ballin didn't bother to care about these. The lord only asked to catch some and didn't care how they went back.

The seemingly complicated process actually took only a few breaths. The knight rushed over... The knight fell.

Throwing away the disabled knight, Balin didn't even intend to take out the axe, but rushed directly into the village.

With just a pair of fists, seeing the cultists rushing up and punching one by one, basically no cultist could catch his punch.

This is still holding back, otherwise with his strength, he could smash his head.

As soon as the cultists rushed in, the guards followed, so before Balin rushed in, many guards had already taken over the cultists.

The knight didn't know them, but those cult priests had fought with Hamlet for so long, of course he could see where these people came from, but he didn't expect them to react so quickly.

The guards did not take out lethal weapons, but were equipped with hand shields and bone flowers. They went up and knocked them out with a shield strike, which was good enough. The bone flowers were swung up and smashed the cultists, breaking their tendons and bones!

The crackling sound was like frying beans. Fortunately, the cultists were able to withstand the beating, otherwise it would be difficult to explain to the lord if too many died.

The spellcaster wanted to struggle and cast evil spells at the guards, but it had no effect at all.

They came out of the dungeon, what big scenes have they not seen?

On the contrary, the cult spellcaster exposed his position, and someone immediately targeted him.

An arrow shot out and directly interrupted the spellcaster's action, which meant that he had to keep his life, otherwise the sword would not hit his torso, but his eye socket.

It was okay for the cultists to bully ordinary people, but facing this bunch of champions, they were just like chickens.

There were also hundreds of cultists, but facing less than fifty guards was the same as those ordinary people facing them, and they collapsed at the first touch.

These are called cultists, but in fact, many of them don't even know what their Ascension Sect is. They just follow the killing and enjoy the pleasure of power.

They look arrogant, but they will be obedient after swinging a hammer.

So many of them run away when they feel something is wrong, but the guards outside are waiting for them.

Can a man outrun a horse?

Or can he outrun a bullet?

One shot, one shot, and among the gunmen squatting outside, Margaret appeared.

She was so depressed at school during this period. As soon as the sun came out, she went to find Lance to prove that she was also a warrior.

It happened that the war was over, and the remaining scumbags let her out to move around, so as not to make her angry.

Because this kind of battle is really a crushing situation, it is useless even if the cult leader appears.

Even if the leader is a legendary spellcaster, Reynard is not a dead man. Do you really think my holy spear is not good!

And there are so many sharpshooters here, and there are bombs. Once the spellcasting is interfered with, other melees rush in, the result is basically doomed.

"All of you get down! Get down!"

This shout also means the end of the battle, because it is not shouted to the cultists, but to the ordinary people.

As for the cultists, they were either lying on the ground sleeping very quietly, or crying and howling with broken hands and feet.

Reynard did not take action, just watched the situation calm down before entering the village, and saw the guards caught all the cultists, tied them up, and threw them at the entrance of the village.

Margaret also followed in and saw the miserable state of the village, with a strong stench, all kinds of mess scattered all over the ground, and broken limbs or fallen bodies everywhere.

You can even see traces of gnawing on some of the bodies, and the fear on the faces of those bodies has not subsided. Some young children can't escape and are forever frozen on this day.

Margaret wanted to give medicine to those villagers for treatment as soon as possible, but basically few of them were still alive.

The hunter who wanted to run away just now also came back and found his father's body in such a scene. The old hunter was chopped several times, almost splitting it.

He could only hold the body and try to close it, crying in grief.

He was not the only one who had such a reaction at this time. Various cries made the village more depressed. It was roughly estimated that at least forty or fifty people died just now, and almost half of the village was gone.

"My lords!"

Finally, a man like an old farmer walked out among those people. He was already the one who was still alive and could speak.

"Don't be afraid. Those are several lords around who colluded with the cultists to invade Hamlet. We are sent by Lord Hamlet to eliminate them."

The man didn't say anything when he heard this, but he was tangled with a distressed face, but he didn't dare to show it.

They didn't know what Lord Hamlet was, nor did they know what the cult and the surrounding nobles were. They only knew why they were unlucky when they fought.

Reynard didn't care about this at all. He knew that it was difficult for these people who had never left the village to understand this. After a few simple communications, he led the guards to withdraw from the village.

After a brief rest, people soon came here. Thanks to the plan of fleecing the empire, a lot of horses were collected. War horses were supplied to cavalry, and many horses were also used in reconnaissance and logistics.

Mechanization cannot be achieved, so "mule and horse" should be achieved first.

There were also many scouts on horseback who followed the guards, that is, those who were just wandering around the periphery to hunt cultists.

A five-man team was left to connect with the subsequent prisoner transportation. After handing this over to those people, Reynard assembled the troops and began to continue the action.

Why did the guards have to dismount and fight again instead of charging in directly?

The reason is here. They came here from a long distance. Although they were one person and two horses, they couldn't stop later. Moreover, they came to capture people. It didn't matter if they killed one or two, but it would be bad if they killed too many.

So they dismounted to fight, giving the horses time to recover, and they could also control the damage.

Secondly, the village has buildings, although they are just thatched houses and mud houses, but horses are not as flexible as people when running in, because horses cannot enter the house.

Just arrange a few rangers and sharpshooters outside to block it.

Now that one has been solved, we will rush to the next place immediately.

The urgent army goes first, kills the general, seizes the city, and then defeats the army!

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"Okay, take a rest these few days, and pay attention to supplementing meat, eggs and milk to help recover."

"Thank you, Lord! Thank you!"

Lance comforted the people. Although the blood moon has disappeared, there are still many troubles left.

The long period of darkness has caused many people to have physical problems, not to mention the corruption of the blood moon, especially infants and young children.

Greendale has been busy with doctors on this to prevent it from expanding, but it is only suppressed, and the core problem is difficult to solve.

And Lance started to deal with this problem as soon as he came back. In front of his power, many situations were solved.

It's just that he didn't show his demigod power, but still pretended to "treat" in a more realistic way that ordinary people can understand.

Let the doctor go up to check, then ask about the symptoms, and then explain and treat with drugs. On the contrary, Lance didn't take action directly.

In fact, he is the only one who can use the "universal potion" to cure the disease, but now his role is to stand up for those doctors and serve as a background board.

He just finished solving it with the doctor here and received the news.

"Sir, the first batch of cultists have been transported back, just outside the town."

"Got it, let Amanda lead people to interrogate their leaders first, and after getting information about these guys, take them through the square, read out their identities and crimes, and then directly put them in the sanatorium."

Lance didn't care much about this. Some of them who had just started to degenerate, their beliefs were far from firm, but they were no less evil.

After the ancestor was gone, their role was only to provide claims for the next war.

After a fair execution, they can be taken away. A large number of materials with different degrees of injuries may bring more results to the doctor's research.

"Yes!"

The subordinates got the order to arrange it, and Lance was still busy dealing with those things. Basically, after a quick circle, the white coat on his body gave those ordinary people an inexplicable sense of professionalism and awe.

In Hamlet, most children are carefully cared for by their parents. Even if one of them is in a single-parent family, at least there are family members.

But don't forget that there are still a group of orphans who are placed in schools.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Lance remembered that he hadn't been to school for a meal for a long time, so he went to visit them, after all, they were all Hamlet's future.

Let the doctors go home after get off work, and Lance came to the school cafeteria to communicate with the students.

But something happened suddenly.

"Where are the nutritious meals I subsidized for you?"