Chapter 2672 The Knight is Coming
John and Kafer looked at each other, their hearts filled with shock and anger. They understood that these people were not simple thieves, but participants in a larger conspiracy.
"We can't let them succeed!" John whispered, with a determined light shining in his eyes.
“We need to make a plan to stop them!” Kafeir also echoed.
The two quickly discussed and decided to adopt a preemptive strategy.
They decided to catch the thieves before these people took action to protect the safety of the town.
"We can use the cover of night to approach them quietly." Kafeer suggested, "Then we can set up an ambush and wait for them to get close before attacking."
The two of them were at this time At this moment, I was completely immersed in the joy of role-playing.
Others can only let themselves enter another world through novels and movies.
The most it is a game.
However, it is not real enough and cannot write a story that is truly my own.
"Good idea!" John nodded in agreement, "We need to distract them and make them relax their vigilance."
So, the two quickly formulated a plan.
They decided to use Kafer as bait to attract the attention of those people, while John was preparing an ambush.
“Why am I being used as bait?” Kafeer was a little dissatisfied.
"Hey, you are an adult and I am a child." John reminded.
"No, now we are all the same, guessing." Kafer shouted.
Kafer (Zhao Han) was obviously fascinated by the performance, she actually dared to play guessing with a god of illusion...
John (Xiao Huan) naturally agreed immediately.
So smoothly, Kafer (Zhao Han) lost all ten games.
"I'm so stupid, I actually forgot where you were from." Kafer (Zhao Han) said angrily.
As the night grew darker, Kafer (Zhao Han) began to walk towards those people.
She pretended to be relaxed, trying to make the other party relax their vigilance.
Just as she was approaching, Kafer (Zhao Han) deliberately said loudly: "Hey, what are you doing here? Are you planning some conspiracy?"
Those people were stunned. , then showed a ferocious smile: "Boy, you are so naive, you dare to come here!"
Just when they were about to take action, John (Xiao Huan) rushed out from the darkness, holding a shining staff in his hand, and fired a beam of light towards those people.
"Now, do it!" The two of them rushed forward together.
The battle broke out in an instant. John and Kafer cooperated tacitly and quickly surrounded those people.
Their movements were as fast as the wind, making it impossible for the other party to react.
“You are no match for us at all!” John laughed.
The wooden stick in his hand was swung and accurately hit an enemy on the shoulder.
“Quick, catch them!” Kafer (Zhao Han) was not to be outdone and quickly forced the other enemy back.
From beginning to end, the two of them only used Gandalf-level spells, and the rest were all basic fighting skills.
Stronger than Tyson.
No faster than Bolt.
No more agile than a gymnast.
Anyway, after a fierce battle, those people were finally defeated and fell to their knees one after another, their faces full of fear and unwillingness.
“It’s not that easy for you to plunder this village!” John said coldly, with victory shining in his eyes.
"We will not let you go!" One of the enemies said through gritted teeth, obviously unwilling to fail.
"You have failed, stop struggling pointlessly." Kafer (Zhao Han) said calmly, the wooden stick in his hand emitted a faint light, making the enemy feel fear.
It's actually just a harmless lighting technique.
In the end, the bandits were successfully captured, and the residents of the village witnessed all this from a distance and cheered.
John and Kafer once again became the heroes of the town and were warmly welcomed by the residents.
"Thank you, brave young people!" an old man said gratefully, "you saved our village!"
John and Kafeer looked at each other and smiled, their hearts filled with joy. A sense of accomplishment.
This adventure not only allowed them to experience the fun of the low-demon world, but also made them feel the power of unity and courage.
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One week later.
Zhao Han and Xiao Huan stood at the entrance of the village, looking at the winding mountain road in the distance.
The sun shines through the sparse clouds on their shoulders, coating their figures with a faint golden glow.
Their eyes sparkled with excitement.
Because they have just been elected as the new sheriffs by the villagers, they shoulder the responsibility of protecting the land and the people.
This gives them an upgraded happiness.
And it is upgraded through real hard work and battle.
They are not cheating.
Wen Rensheng: Then who am I?
At this moment, a group of cavalry and infantry appeared at the end of the mountain road.
They wore tattered leather armor and wore broken swords at their waists. The sound of the horses' hooves echoed in the valley, like an ominous omen.
The leader is a knight, a middle-aged man with a sinister face, greed and coldness in his eyes.
He waved his hand and asked an attendant to ride a mule over to shout.
Many villagers were called out and gathered in the center of the village.
"Villages, according to the order of Knight Fabit, this year's tax is 80%!" the knight attendant announced loudly.
"Also, you have not paid taxes in previous years, and this land has been entrusted to the Fabbit family by the Earl!"
"All of this must be made up for!"
His voice echoed through the village, making everyone's heart sink.
Hearing this, Zhao Han was very angry: "Their life is not easy, and now they have to face such heavy taxes."
Xiao Huan nodded, her brows furrowed, and she completely took it into herself. role.
"Yes, 80% of the tax is simply driving them to a dead end. We can't just sit back and do nothing."
The two of them looked at each other, and they knew that this was the time they had to stand. Time to come out.
They stepped forward and stood at the front of the villagers.
"Wait a minute!" Zhao Han's voice was firm and powerful, "Such a tax is unfair and we cannot accept it."
The knight attendant sneered.
His eyes swept over Zhao Han and Xiao Huan, as if assessing their value.
These are two strong men, much stronger than him.
It seems that he must be a pirate.
Only a pirate could eat to be so strong.
Poor people and bandits cannot be so strong.
"Fairness? In this world, strength is fairness. You villagers, either pay taxes or..." He didn't finish his words, but the threat was already obvious.
Xiao Huan stepped forward, there was no fear in her eyes, only calmness.
"Sir, do you know that such a tax will destroy this village and your source of tax revenue."
"You can only levy it once, and then everyone in the village will starve to death, and there will be no more output here."
The knight's attendant's face darkened, and what the other party said made sense.
However, their purpose is not to collect taxes, but to establish majesty and obedience.
He obviously did not expect that any of these villagers would dare to talk to him like this.
"Are you challenging the authority of Lord Fabit?" His voice was low and threatening.
Zhao Han and Xiao Huan did not back down. They knew that this was a struggle related to the survival of the villagers.
"We need to discuss it again." The knight's attendant did not answer, but went back and told the knight: "Those people do not want to agree, they are not that obedient, and they do not welcome the arrival of the lord."
The knight sneered: "Give them some time, let's take a rest and prepare to kill them all!"
In fact, this time, it was the knight who came to clean up.
Such was the case in the Middle Ages.
The knights raided, killed, and robbed other forces on the border.
This behavior forced the emergence of castles, which were built on mountains and separated from civilian residences.
The advantage of this is that the civilians will bear the losses of being swept away, and if they grab enough knights, they will naturally not chew the bones.
They are much smarter than the Orientals.
The Orientals included all the wealthy residents in the city.
The result is that when thieves and nomads come, they must break up the city in order to grab the most money.
This led to the death of both the nobles and the common people.
In terms of smartness, they are still smart.
This is also because the East often has a period of peace that lasts for two hundred years. The purpose of most cities is to prevent theft, not to resist the invasion of the army.
But they fought once every few years or more than ten years. This frequency forced them to separate.
Only a few royal capitals can protect all citizens.
The two Xiaohuan began to organize the villagers, explain the situation to them, and encourage them to unite to resist this unfair tax.
The villagers began to gather. Their eyes were full of doubts and uneasiness, but they also had a glimmer of hope.
“That’s a knight, not a bandit.”
"Yes, after we defeat them, bigger people will come." Some knowledgeable old people sighed.
They were scared and felt helpless.
In contrast, they still have the courage to fight against the bandits.
The bandits have no backup.
And behind the knight is the king. Everyone knows this, at least he is a lord with a title.
The words of Zhao Han and Xiao Huanxin were like fire, igniting the flame in their hearts.
"We can't just give up. Our homes and our lives are all in our own hands." Zhao Han's voice echoed in the crowd, and her words inspired everyone.
“Do you want the children to starve to death?”
“The terrain here is very good and can resist the attacks of many knights.”
“They came from afar. Come on, you don’t have much power.”
"And after repelling this time, we can build up our own defense."
Xiao Huan was helping, and her wisdom and strategy gave the villagers hope.
The villagers decided to take action.
The main reason is that they are used to the current life and do not want a lord on their head.
That means endless taxation, conscription, and plundering.
In order to escape from the nobles, they hid in this small piece of flat land in the mountains.
The two began to make plans, prepare supplies, and prepare for the upcoming challenges.
As night fell, the villagers gathered in the village square. They sat around the campfire and discussed countermeasures.
Zhao Han and Xiao Huan stood in the center of the crowd, their figures looking particularly tall in the firelight.
"Tomorrow, we will face that knight together, and we will tell him that we will not succumb to injustice!" Zhao Han's voice echoed in the night sky, her words were like war drums, inspiring everyone heart.
Xiao Huan listened quietly, her eyes shining with wisdom.
She knows that this fight will not be easy, but she also knows that as long as they are united, nothing is impossible.
It was late at night, the villagers gradually dispersed, and Zhao Han and Xiao Huan also returned to their hut.
They were lying on the bed, looking at the starry sky outside the window, their hearts filled with expectations for the future and desire for freedom.
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Early the next morning.
The early morning sun shines through the mist on the fields of the village, and the golden radiance puts a warm coat on the land.
A layer of gloom enveloped the villagers' hearts.
Zhao Han and Xiao Huan stood at the entrance of the village, staring at the approaching knight team in the distance, their hearts filled with tension and anticipation.
The knight lord led eighty soldiers, with the cavalry in front, the infantry following, and finally the militiamen recruited temporarily.
Their tattered armor also shone with a cold light in the sunlight, and it seemed that it had been temporarily polished.
The sound of the hoofbeats of several horses was as deafening as thunder, as if foreshadowing the coming conflict.
Most people will not know the fear of a tall horse unless they fight with horses themselves.
Just like when a person sees a car approaching, his first choice is to avoid it subconsciously.
Let alone fighting with a spear, you must train for more than half a month to have that kind of morale.
Otherwise, when the horses come, they will be frightened and dodge, and then be hacked to death by the cavalry's sword.
In contrast, there were only forty villagers, and all of them looked nervous.
Xiao Huan was still worried that he would not be able to defeat them and was afraid of being embarrassed, so he quietly added some morale BUFF to everyone.
So although many villagers were holding sticks and forks, their eyes shone with determination.
"We must unite and not let them succeed easily." Zhao Han turned around and faced the villagers, his voice was very powerful.
A surge of courage arose in everyone's hearts.
Although they all know that this battle will be difficult, they must not let their families lose hope.
Xiao Huan stood aside and scanned every face.
She was very excited.
Because this is a real battle.
Although the villagers are outnumbered by the enemy, they have a love for their homeland and a desire for freedom.
“Remember, we are not fighting for ourselves, but for the children of the entire village!”
“Whether we can eat tomorrow depends on today’s battle ! ”
Xiao Huan’s voice is like the morning bell, awakening everyone’s fighting spirit.
As the knights' team gradually approached, the villagers began to prepare nervously.
Zhao Han and Xiao Huan quickly organized everyone, divided them into several groups, and stood in a line of defense.
They armed themselves with wooden sticks, farm tools and simple weapons. Although the equipment was simple, the unyielding fighting spirit burned in everyone's heart.
"Come on, get ready to greet them!" Zhao Han shouted loudly, holding a thick wooden stick in his hand and praying secretly in his heart.
The Lord Knight was riding on a tall war horse, looking down at the group of villagers, with a mocking smile on his lips.
"You countrymen, how dare you resist my order? How ridiculous!" His voice was very country, like thunder in the sky, shaking everyone's heart.
"We are not country people, we are the guardians of this village!" Xiao Huan responded, although her voice was weak, it was full of determination.
The knight's face changed slightly, obviously he did not expect these villagers to be so brave.
He thought he would just scare these people to the ground, kneel down and beg for mercy.
Now it seems that a few conscripted militiamen must die.
He wants to provide a little more pension, hoping that there will be enough food, women and children in the village, and after selling them, he can make up for the losses of this expedition.
He waved his hand and three of his squire cavalry began to charge forward.
The sound of horse hooves was as shocking as thunder, rushing towards them with ruthless momentum.
In the eyes of the villagers, that's it.
Although there were only three people, it was the first time that the villagers saw the charge of the tall horse.
(End of this chapter)