Our family is in decline

This was not a good fabric in the first place, and how could it withstand the claws of the eagles? It was torn apart directly, and the upper body of the woman wrapped in it fell out without any warning.

The cloth tore further under the woman's weight and was about to fall out completely.

Thanks to Margaret's quick reaction, she raised her hand to help the woman before she completely fell out. At the same time, the remaining fabric in her hand covered the woman again.

But it wasn't over yet. Margaret pulled out the pistol from her waist and pointed it at him, imitating Laura's cold tone.

"Don't worry about boss's affairs. It's not good for you to know too much."

The members of the eagle group did not see the woman in the resident hall, but at a quick glance just now they saw that it was a black-haired woman, and her face was covered in blood.

Everyone knew something about the leader of the eagles, and he also understood that what was wrapped in it was not the target of the mission just now.

Facing the black hole of the muzzle, the man immediately took a step back to get out of the way.

Laura's cold eyes swept across, she was already ready to take action just now.

Fortunately, the two of them disguised the woman a little, smeared her face with blood, and covered the bandaged wounds with her thick long hair, so that the secret was not exposed.

The two men carried the "corpse" and left near the city gate, and the members of the eagle group did not hesitate and escaped directly into the night again.

He did have some small thoughts of his own. All the members of the night watch eagles had just received news that the missing baron's daughter might be in the city.

If he is caught, he will have done a great service, but there will be no loss. After all, he has the responsibility to search.

Those city defense troops would not interfere with the Eagle Group's own affairs, and of course they did not dare to interfere, but they didn't mind seeing them quarreling, and they had some fun in this long night.

The two of them carried the woman out of the city gate for a long way, and then the wrapped woman suddenly started struggling, and there was a "wuwu" sound.

"Don't make any noise, it's us." Laura warned coldly, but she also put him down and untied him.

The woman didn't know what happened. She looked at the two people and then looked at the surrounding environment. She knew that they had escaped and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

But the woman probably didn't expect that she was almost abandoned just now, nor did she expect to encounter such a critical situation.

Fortunately she fainted, otherwise she would have been exposed just now.

Is it luck? But Laura felt that there seemed to be a pair of big hands pushing all this...

When I looked back at the dark city, a very ridiculous thought suddenly came to my mind.

Is there really a god?

Maybe, maybe not, but now that we have come to this point, God has no chance to regret, and turns to speak to those two people.

"Come on, the only way to survive after tonight is to reach Hamlet."

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The sky here is still hazy, but a large number of teams have already gathered outside Bastia.

A whole group of heavily armed knights, led by Bruce, the son of Nabastia.

He was wearing exquisite armor, holding a helmet in his hand, and the war horse under his crotch also had extraordinary bloodline to carry such a heavy charge.

Next to the knights, there was a team that did not wear armor. It mainly consisted of about a dozen carriages loaded with goods. Those people were all in regular clothes, and they looked more like a convoy of a business group.

But looking at the people in the convoy, it is difficult to conceal their identity as soldiers no matter what. When the situation requires them, they can put on armor and pick up weapons to fight on the spot.

The Count of Bastia was ready to show weakness, so it was impossible to actually send out troops to redeem people, so a mediocre team was most suitable, at least that's what it seemed.

At that time, the team will enter Hamlet, seeking ransom.

Of course, the more important thing is to collect information about Hamlet. The Count has never believed Laura's words. If he discovers Hamlet's vulnerability, he would not mind sending troops to capture Hamlet and end everything completely.

Bruce looked at the slightly obese middle-aged man in front of him, but his eyes were somewhat strange.

I wanted to take charge of this matter, but my father disagreed. I originally thought that at least another baron would be responsible for this matter, but I didn't expect it to be this person.

But it wasn't this that made Bruce feel strange. It was that the person who was responsible for this matter could hardly be said to be a close associate of the earl. However, this person himself didn't know it, which showed that his father still had many things that he hadn't told him.

"Let's go." Bruce didn't dwell on these things and put his helmet on his head to signal to go.

Bruce led the knights to set off from the city gate, followed by the motorcade, and after walking for a while, they arrived at a refugee camp outside the city.

There is a regular army stationed here to take care of it. They are not as stretched as the city defense army of Owendo City, but these ordinary troops are just like that. The organization of the urban management is already very good.

They are used to dealing with ordinary people, and they are more than adequate for managing refugees.

Bruce does not need to communicate about related matters, he is just the commander of this knights.

Bruce looked through the mask and saw countless refugees above the chaotic and dirty camp. Most of them were in ragged clothes, with bones on their faces, and their expressions were dull and their movements were as stiff as a piece of wood.

There are also some cunning villains among them, as well as savage and ferocious barbarians. These guys are not easy to deal with, but they can only be honest when they are frightened by the fierceness of the Knights.

This is why Bruce led the Knights to suppress the battle.

Driven by the city defense army, they were forced to get up with the tatters that could not be regarded as belongings. If they were a little slower, the sticks, fists and feet would hit them, and they would be driven away with a hoarse voice.

"Hurry the fuck up!"

"You will all die if you waste time."

"..."

The team is moving slowly, like a dying old man, every step is so difficult.

But Bruce, who was sitting on the war horse with shining silver armor, did not waver at all.

The response plan had been prepared a few days ago, so why did the count have to delay it for a few days and only set off today?

Bruce knew that his father just wanted to wait for the rumors to ferment and capture these refugees at the same time.

The area affected by the war was too large, even worse than the drought. Many refugees also came from various parts of the empire, including the Bastia territory, causing the territory's security to become even more chaotic.

These guys are a real headache, and now is the time to pack them all away.

You must know that this is the eviction that has been concentrated around the city in the past few days. At the same time, there are estimated to be tens of thousands of refugees in Bastia.

The count frantically preached the wealth and beauty of Hamlet, making the refugees yearn for him, just to drive them to Hamlet.

These refugees will have a huge impact on any territory and will be too difficult to manage.

The reason is simple. The carrying capacity of the land is limited. People already live here, and refugees will invade the living space of the local people.

The level of grassroots management in this era is completely dependent on the level of the Holy Light's blessing. It would be strange if nothing happens.

Driving the refugees to occupy Hamlet, the count calculated well.

Not to mention that among these refugees there were also criminals, barbarians, and gangsters who had just been taken out of prison, and they were also stuffed in.

These people are troublesome, and they do not even need orders to cause harm to local security.

The count's cruelty is evident.

For Bruce, his father's move not only solved the refugee problem in Bastia, but also dropped a bomb.

All I can say is that my father is still old-fashioned.

Driven by the city defense troops, the refugee team of two to three thousand people was pushed forward, and Laura was also called to stand in front of Bruce, and next to her was the middle-aged man.

The reason why she was called over was simply to walk through it and introduce the situation to the person in charge on the side.

That is to ask a few simple questions, as well as their directions to and from.

"Okay, step back." The person in charge signaled with a smile on his face.

Bruce didn't speak. He was as silent as a knight statue. He only waited until Laura left before saying anything to the person in charge.

Laura didn't say much. She knew that the route had already been determined. As for how they would go on this trip, it was not something that she, a little eagle, could interfere with.

She wrapped herself in a green robe and blended into the crowd again. Now she was the escort of the motorcade.

However... Laura's eyes swept across the crowd, and her eyes briefly stopped on two figures inadvertently.

One was wearing a crutch wrapped in cloth strips, while the other was wrapped in a blood-stained rag. Even his head was the same, with no trace of flesh exposed. The two were dependent on each other and were inconspicuous among the refugees.

It goes without saying who those two people were, but what was interesting was that Laura discovered that there were some members of the eagle group among the refugees.

This is not about face or other physical features, but temperament and posture.

This cannot be hidden from the eyes of an eagle.

It didn't take much thinking to guess that the order they received was to sneak in among the refugees. She had seen many similar tasks at the counter.

Coincidentally, I am also lurking.

Brother, I'm afraid I'll have to borrow someone's head when the time comes.

As the team set off, Laura only felt that the chips in her hands were getting richer...

The count's reputation was not blown out, but built out. He was very safe in Bastia and encountered no trouble on the way.

Of course, even if there were robbers and bandits, they had to think about it when they saw such a huge team. When they saw the knights hanging behind, they ran away without a trace.

On the contrary, refugees along the way are constantly being driven to join them. Maybe it is rumored that they have not arrived here yet, so they are being led to this unknown place with fear and uneasiness.

The real trouble is that some people simply don't believe Hamlet's rumors and think that the Knights intend to drive them to a deserted place and then kill them.

This rumor has intensified in the past few days, and even broke out into a riot.

A commotion broke out in the middle of the night, chaos spread quickly, and then the guys fled in all directions.

The camp was bombed in the dark, and the refugees were still disorganized. The only good thing was that these people had no weapons in their hands.

But the power of an explosion of two to three thousand people should not be underestimated.

Then they alerted the knights stationed on the other side, and they were brutally suppressed.

Under the command of Bruce, the knights hunted the scattered refugees on the periphery like sheepdogs managing sheep.

At the same time, the regular troops also went to war, constantly forcing the refugees, compressing their space, driving them back, and controlling them within a certain range.

The panicked refugees even gathered together under the leadership of some barbarians mixed in and launched an attack.

At this time, Bruce commanded the knights to aim their lances at the refugees who had not even figured out what was happening.

Knight charges!

In the next second, the lance penetrated each body, and the iron hooves rolled over and easily cut through the refugee front line to complete a charge. In the end, the refugees who left hundreds of corpses became honest again.

That's why the blues are here, their uprising has been anticipated.

Can you be as smart as me?

The experienced aristocrat can deal with these untouchables with ease.

At the same time, it can be seen that Bruce's ability to command combat operations is not comparable to that of Alvin. He suppressed it easily and even controlled the refugees without escaping.

Even in the aspect that Alvin was proud of, he was still easily crushed. This was the heir that the earl family had fully cultivated under the aristocratic system.

Chaos breaks out suddenly, and Laura is awakened faster than anyone else in the night.

She knew that this was a deliberate massacre, because the eagles lurking among the refugees could not have noticed the signs of disturbance, but letting it go was enough to explain something.

Laura didn't know the deeper reason, nor what those masters were thinking, whether they were killing them for fun.

The only thing she is worried about now is those two people, and she must not let anything happen to her own chips.

Because of Laura's care, Margaret and the woman were relatively close to the convoy on the outside.

In the past few days, Margaret has seen what a refugee is and what hell is.

It was a world that I had never been exposed to before. The breath of despair filled the air, as if I could feel the strong discomfort with every breath.

Seeing the refugees being treated roughly, she wanted to take action, but she was restricted from being exposed, not to mention that she couldn't control what happened every moment. All of this was like shackles that made her feel suffocated.

Gradually, the numbness on the faces of the refugees also appeared on her face, and just two or three days of walking made her experience unprecedented fatigue.

It was more of a mental internal friction than a physical one, and she seemed to be assimilated into the refugees.

Then a riot broke out, and her calm personality reacted quickly, dragging the woman next to her away from the riot and approaching the convoy.

This decision saved her, and the two of them avoided the charge of the Knights, but those refugees were not easy to deal with.

There were also smart people like her, but those people were so smart that they even hatched an idea between the two of them because the woman didn't pay attention to being exposed in the chaos.

"That's her. I heard a voice just now. It was a woman."

"He looks so handsome~"

"Hehehe~ delicious..."

It was difficult to see the specific situation in the dark night, but one could hear a strong sense of obscenity just from the strange voice.

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