Our family is in decline

There is no loyalty to the bandits, and changing the boss makes no difference to them anyway.

However, the successive internal fights among the bandits have caused the remaining two leaders to panic, and they also noticed that there was something unspeakably strange about this town.

"What are you going to do now?"

After hearing these words, the third boss turned around and glanced at his younger brother who was already in a tired state. He knew that the fierce battle but no real benefits had greatly sapped the team's fighting spirit, and morale was falling off a cliff.

Moreover, many bandits have died in two consecutive internal fights, and only fifty or sixty are left, which can be said to be more than half damaged, not to mention that many of the surviving ones are injured.

If we were attacked now, the consequences would be disastrous.

"I want to share half of the food in the tavern and the money here. Just grab the things and leave. Anyway, the food in the tavern is enough for us, and the money in the casino is enough for both of us to have fun for a while."

The other leader looked to the north of the town unwillingly, but did not just agree.

"As long as we work together to capture the town, where can those people escape to? I heard that there is a farm to the north of the town, and everyone must have fled there."

"You can always have money, but life is different. Let's see how everyone is doing."

No. 3 gave him a cold reminder, which immediately made him realize that now that the soldiers and horses were exhausted, they indeed had no further ability.

He could only bear the pain and continue to give orders.

"Get your stuff and prepare to retreat."

The bandits under his command relaxed when they heard this. This trip was a big loss. So many brothers died without even seeing a woman, but it was okay to get money.

A bandit found a silver coin and secretly stuffed the blood-stained coin into his shoe so he wouldn't have to hand it over~

Just when he was happy, there was a sudden movement outside.

"Run! It's the enemy."

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"Sir, everything has been arranged." Disma, dressed as a bandit, came to the lord and reported in a low voice.

He doesn't need to lead a team of soldiers, but Lance has arranged some special tasks for him to maximize his effectiveness.

But now, listening to the noise coming from over there, he thought that his mission had been completed.

"Okay, now I need you to prepare. Wait for me to take aim at anyone with a gun." Lance looked up at the surrounding buildings and raised his hand to point to the third floor of the guild overlooking the street.

"yes!"

Disma responded and retreated to seize the commanding heights. Being condescending allowed him to control the entire situation.

"You guys go notify the other two teams to come out and encircle them." Lance then named two more people and asked them to go and notify Leonard and the others.

After receiving the notice, Leonard and Barristan immediately began to organize their formations. They were both veterans of the battlefield and naturally knew how to motivate soldiers. Soon after a few words, everyone burst out with a strong will to fight.

"go ahead!"

"Attack!"

Such a big commotion here certainly attracted the attention of the bandits. When the gun array appeared on the square, the bandits who were still caring about transportation immediately dropped their things and joined the main force, not forgetting to shout warning words.

"The enemy! The enemy is coming!"

The two leaders looked at the neat formations of spears and immediately felt bad.

"Oops! How can there be a regular army here?"

"Quick! Don't worry about so much, it's important to retreat first." Leader No. 3 shouted at the top of his lungs and ordered his men to drop everything.

But just because he is so bold doesn't mean that his subordinates are the same.

Your boss eats and drinks every day, but they haven't eaten anything good for several days, not to mention that there are coins all over the floor. Who can give up directly?

Sometimes a boss has a reason for being a boss.

Upon seeing this, No. 3 stepped forward and chopped to death a bandit who was just picking up money. He waved the butcher knife in his hand and shouted loudly.

"What's more important, life or money? Whoever wants to live must throw away their fucking things, otherwise no one will survive!"

Deterrence worked, and the bandits also realized the seriousness of the situation. Under the pressure of survival, they abandoned the supplies and turned to retreat towards the way they came.

It's just that the way they came at this time has been cut off by the team led by Leonard, and no one is willing to easily try to attack the spear array with a row of spears sticking out.

"Quick! Take that way."

Leader No. 3 immediately commanded the team to break out to the other side. As long as they broke out of the square, they could rely on civilian residences to divide the army.

As long as it doesn't scale, I still have a chance of winning.

But as soon as they changed direction, before they could get close to the exit, a group of people immediately rushed out from the side of the road and formed a gun formation. At the same time, they shouted slogans loudly and began to press forward step by step.

As mentioned before, the square is the confluence of three streets, one on the south leading to the old road, one on the east leading to the port, and one on the north leading to the farm.

"Quick, go north, we still have a chance."

There was only one exit left, and they had no choice. Like a school of fish driven by fishermen, they crossed the square and entered the streets to the north. This time, they did not encounter a blockade immediately, but they soon discovered Something is wrong.

Except for the main road, the remaining small roads are full of all kinds of debris.

"Oops! Retreat quickly and get out of here."

Leader No. 3 noticed something and wanted to turn around and go out, but the team fell into panic, and the bandits behind forced the team to move forward.

Everyone wants to survive in the chaos, so his orders have long become inaudible, and no one listens to him at all.

"Coming." Lance heard the chaos ahead and knew they had driven the fish into the net.

Now it was his turn to perform, so he shouted immediately.

"Prepare!"

After saying that, he put the helmet on his head, raised his sword and pointed it straight forward.

"March in formation and shout loudly if anyone is afraid."

"Ha!" The soldiers stood neatly in accordance with the training, then put their spears in front of them, shouting slogans and moved forward.

"One, two, one..."

Lance approached with the force of the gun array, and the bandits who were already in panic were frightened and ran away, instinctively wanting to turn around.

Before they could change direction, the back road was already occupied by Leonard and Barristan, who were catching up.

But now they are all cut off by gun formations, and all the bandits have been blocked in the streets.

When the leader saw this, no matter how stupid he was, he realized that something was wrong, and he had already stepped into the trap.

"Brothers, copy the guy and fight with them!" The leader shouted angrily and raised the hammer in his hand.

The bandits were desperadoes, and Lance's tactics completely cut off their way of survival. This desperate situation actually aroused their madness.