Our family is in decline

Chaos is the soil that breeds evil.

Chaos has been on the rise since the seizure of the gate, and when the cavalry raided and widely publicized the suppression of the rebellion, the chaos spread completely.

The struggle at the top was fierce, and the average honest people hurried to find a place to hide and went home to close the door, but there were also many guys below who wanted to take advantage of the collapse of order to do things they wanted to do but didn't dare to do.

They dared to rush into other people's homes to rob, and they didn't feel uncomfortable about it, and even thought it was an opportunity.

If they didn't rob, would they let those chaotic soldiers rob?

Anyway, it was so chaotic, who would know what would happen afterwards?

Let the fellow villagers suffer, and blame those soldiers.

Those hooligans, mercenary killers, and many ambitious people began to act one after another, and they became more and more crazy, as if they were about to lose control.

"Ah!"

"Stop it! Stop it!"

There were fierce cries and screams in the house. Just now, several people broke into the house, and the leader was a famous gangster on the street. He broke in with several people just now. The father resisted, but how could an ordinary person fight several people alone? He was beaten and controlled.

"Damn it! Isn't it just a joke? Your dead father dared to scold me. Today I want him to watch how I play!"

The wretched gangster looked at the girl's tearful expression and became more and more excited. If it were normal, he really wouldn't dare to do these things, but now no one cares.

When the time comes, kill the father, sell the girl after having enough fun, and have enough money to live freely.

Thank those guys so much, otherwise how could such a good thing be cheap for me.

"Hehehe..." The more he thought about it, the more difficult it was to restrain himself. He approached the girl, and the playful eyes seemed to have not had enough fun.

"Asshole! Don't touch my daughter!"

"Father! Father!"

"Stop it! Stop it..."

This just provoked the father to resist. Unfortunately, several people held him down, and those guys kept beating him, which scared the girl so much that she cried and begged for mercy, but this made those guys even more excited.

"Stop talking nonsense, if you can't do it, let me do it!"

"Hahaha, it should have been my turn long ago!"

The father and daughter struggled, but despair seemed to have foreshadowed their tragic fate.

But unfortunately, this is now the domain of Lance-despair does not belong to Hamlet!

The door of the room was suddenly knocked open, and the people outside seemed to understand something at a glance.

"Do it!"

At a command, fully armed soldiers rushed in. Those bastards still wanted to struggle, but they were greeted by Hamlet's iron fist.

Batons are still useful in public security battles. They won't kill, but they are definitely painful enough to make them lose the ability to resist.

Those bastards also bullied ordinary people. Facing the soldiers who came out of the sea of ​​blood and corpses, they were inherently weaker. Once they started fighting, the gap was even more obvious. They knocked those guys down in a few moves.

However, the little leader still wanted to struggle, and took out his knife and made a fancy gesture, but was then hit by a stick and flew away. Then the baton hit him like a drum, and screamed immediately.

"Pretend to be cool! I'll make you fly!"

The last hit on the face broke several teeth and spit out blood!

Those soldiers came in quickly and went out quickly, dragging those wailing bastards out with them. It was not until the last soldier's greeting before leaving that the father and daughter were awakened.

"Are you okay?"

"Ah! It's okay." The father immediately agreed, but also quickly got up from the ground and carefully protected his panicked daughter.

"Don't worry, the town has been recaptured by us, and peace will soon return. If you encounter any trouble, you can ask us for help.

We, the Hamlet army, will never allow such a thing to happen. You will get an answer for this matter."

The soldier said, and retreated without much care. Now the situation needs to be controlled by manpower, and there is not much time to stay in this family.

This strange situation made the father a little confused, but suddenly a scream even more tragic than before was aroused outside the door, attracting them to look out...

Those hairy people were dragged out. To be honest, it was difficult to deal with them in the narrow space inside, and it was also difficult to dirty the villagers' house. They all came out with the lord and had requirements for cleanliness and hygiene.

But after dragging them out of the street, there was no scruple. Someone came directly to shout out the crimes they committed. The canonical punishment was the rule, telling those around them why they were treated like this.

However, others were going to be executed.

Catch them and cut off their left ears directly.

Lance generally does not advocate corporal punishment, because it will damage the efficiency of labor reform, and if it causes any unjust, false and wrong cases, it will be difficult to turn back.

But the rules of normal times are different from the rules of war. If you dare to make trouble at this time, you must hit hard!

And they are all caught in the act, so they must be caught red-handed and have no excuses. At the same time, they are killed to scare the monkeys and deter the surrounding people who may have any ideas.

And this kind of punishment can be recovered quickly, and it will not affect the ability to work, which is the most important thing.

The tragic wails of several people lying on the ground, the twisted appearance and the flowing blood constitute this scene.

The soldiers will not give them too much time, and they will loudly urge those who are not obedient to stick to them, and drive them to the main force to receive them.

Of course, you have to take away the garbage before leaving...

"Pick up your ears! Pick up your ears!"

These people will be managed in a centralized manner. After registration, their big toes will probably be chopped off and they will be sent to labor camps.

The toes are chopped off specifically for criminals with violent pasts. It is to prevent criminals from running around. Even if they recover, they can't run fast. At the same time, they are destined to labor camps for life.

The soldiers left, but the bloodstains on the ground were still there, and the wailing that was gradually fading away seemed to still echo.

The father and daughter in the house were stunned after watching the whole process, but they did let out a sigh of relief.

I didn't know what happened at first, but I changed my mind about these people...

When the cavalry rushed, a battalion of 100 infantrymen also set off almost at the same time, and their ambush position was even further forward, but two legs couldn't catch up with four legs, so they entered the town after Reynard and his men captured the church.

Because the city was "beheaded", there was basically no effective resistance organized, and some scattered guys collapsed at the touch of a button.

So it is more of a public security issue. They were divided into five-man teams to go deep into the law enforcement. Those troublemakers were small gangs that were vulnerable. As for those with more people who wanted to confront violently, they were easily killed.

I waited for you to swing your weapon at close range. I fired a round of pistols. Five shots represented five lives. The wailing and screaming and the splashing blood and flesh were enough to scare them.

They were just some rotten fish and shrimps. If they were really big shots, they would not dare to show their heads in the chaos.

After the infantry came in, the cavalry also began to disperse and patrol the streets, which was a greater deterrent to those people.

But soon those people discovered something. After this army came in, they did not steal or rob, nor did they kill or commit adultery.

On the contrary, they maintained order and hit those troublemakers hard. Everything they did was announced.

This made them look like the defenders here, and the local armed forces were the rebels.

In any case, today, the people around felt that this army was different...

This time, there were only 100 cavalrymen and 300 infantrymen who went forward to capture the town, and the main force was still behind.

At that time, the red scarf raised the scout and passed the message. After notifying Reynard, they turned around and notified the main force in the rear.

The battle situation is a matter of one hair moving the whole body, and once it starts, it must be attacked quickly.

Patton didn't know what the battle situation was like in the front, and whether Reynard had successfully controlled the town according to the plan. Anyway, he had already started the main force.

The remaining troops were divided into three teams and attacked several knights around the town.

The advance of the main force was certainly not as fierce as the cavalry's surprise attack, not to mention that it was mainly based on artillery, which gave those knights time to react.

They might not know that this was Hamlet's army to suppress the rebellion, and they didn't even know what this team that suddenly appeared was.

But looking at the way it looked, it was definitely not a good thing!

"Ding, Ding, Ding!"

The bell rang, and the people in the Knight Territory quickly gathered together. This is usually the bell that rings when encountering robbers and bandits, or when something big happens.

The barons in the towns behind can live in mansions, but this Knight Territory is obviously impossible in such a marginal area.

The core of the entire Knight Territory is a brick and stone fortress with military functions, but its scale is not as large as a real castle, and it is not even as large as Hamlet's outpost, but it is like a nail hammered into Hamlet.

Then there are some residential houses developed around this center, wooden watchtowers, and a circle of stone walls on the outermost periphery.

Now the people of the territory have gathered in front of the fortress and started to enter it one after another. At that time, even if the outer wall is broken, they can rely on it to preserve their strength to resist.

From here, we can see that the population of the territory is generally around a hundred people and it is impossible to exceed 500 at most, otherwise it can be regarded as a small town. Among them, it is very good to be able to pull out 30 young and strong people.

They were given spears, and immediately formed into a sparse group of spearmen of different heights. Just looking at their undisguised panic and skinny bodies, it was hard to believe that they had any fighting power.

With the help of his entourage, the knight put on the cumbersome but well-defended full-body knight armor, put on a robe with family crests, and then boarded a sturdy warhorse that was also covered with a horse-shaped robe.

The fully equipped knight was like a god descending from heaven to the serfs. When the knight came out and turned around in front of them, even the hungry serfs would proudly stand up.

This knight leader supported his family, and only he could have this equipment. Similarly, with this equipment, ordinary crossbows and spears could not hurt him. It was not an exaggeration to say that he could kill the serfs here alone.

Unless everyone worked together to drag him off the horse, open the hood like a can and insert the dagger, which was also the way for civilians to fight against knights.

But is it possible?

"Damn it, hurry up!"

The knight summoned the people of the territory, and the ten guards who usually accompanied the knight gathered together, which was the core force.

Their equipment was better, at least they had iron breastplates, and the weapons in their hands were also spears, and the secondary weapons were long swords, and some of them held crossbows.

As for the rest, there were forty serfs who temporarily changed their jobs to spearmen, and some hunters formed archers.

The total team was no more than a hundred, and this was all the team that the entire knight territory could pull out.

And they were able to move so fast thanks to the extremely dark and blood moon that appeared before, which made them feel a sense of crisis.

After the team assembled, the knight looked at his team and calmed down a little.

It was not clear about the specific number and situation of the enemy, so he was more willing to defend here, because he had sent people to ask for help as soon as possible.

But it is best to rely on the first line of defense to check the situation first and kill the enemy's living forces.

"Quick! Archers and crossbowmen occupy high positions and distribute arrows!"

The knight commanded the team to occupy a favorable position, and he also came to the front, dismounted and climbed to the top of the wall to look outside.

Only then did he see the team that was not too anxious but advancing steadily, but the knight's heart sank.

There were a total of 3,000 main forces. So many villages and towns ahead needed to divide the troops, which reduced the number by a few hundred. Then Reynard led 100 cavalry and 300 infantry to raid the town.

The remaining number was less than 2,000, and three teams were divided, so the number of people who came here was only about 400 to 500.

But the problem is that his entire knight's territory may not have 500 people, how can this be fought?

According to convention, they must shout before the battle. If they can surrender, it would be the best. A scout came on horseback to persuade them to surrender. The man approached and just shouted a few words.

Briefly explain their identities, and warn them that their current behavior is rebellion. Only surrender can guarantee their safety, otherwise they will bear the consequences.

I don’t know why the knight yelled like a cat stepping on its tail.

"Shoot him and reward him with a silver coin!"

As soon as these words came out, the archers and crossbowmen hesitated for a moment and shot at the man. Many people have never seen silver coins in their lives. This is the power of money.

Fortunately, when the shouting sounded, the man had already noticed something wrong and turned his horse around to run away. The messy arrows looked scary, but they could not kill him. Even if one or two arrows hit him, they were blocked by the back plate of the breastplate...

The expression under the knight's mask became solemn, but he was far from despair. If there were one or two thousand, he would surrender, but he still wanted to defend for five hundred.

Because this number was far from giving him the feeling of being crushed, he was confident that he had just sent out the messenger, and believed that as long as he held on, he would be able to kill the enemy once the rescue arrived.

The core reason was that he regarded this place as his own territory, but now you said that this is not my territory and asked me to surrender.

For a person who has struggled hard for half a lifetime and finally has his own territory, surrender is absolutely not allowed.

The person who shouted also returned to the main force. Hearing this situation, the commander was furious.

What is this?

Not only did the enemy not surrender, but he also dared to fight back against me!

Thanks to [Doll 02] for the 5,000 reward