our family is gone

Chapter 159 Departure
"If it weren't for those damned intruders, they wouldn't be able to catch me with their nets!"

The barbarian seemed to feel that Lance was not that skilled in close combat, and arrogance began to grow in her heart.

She has undergone rigorous training since she was a child, and in the face of a whole slave hunting team that dared to move on the edge of the mountains, and killed five people before being caught, she did have the confidence to speak.

The ruthless tricks in the barbarian woman's hands were all aimed at his vitals, and fortunately she dropped her weapon, otherwise Lance felt that he would have to play off.

If the fight continues like this, not only will it not be able to suppress the barbarian girl, but if the time drags on, even if she is defeated in the end, the original intention of deterrent will be lost.

However, the accumulation she has accumulated along the way is not something she can shake.

Bless, strengthen me!
The unreserved strengthening quickly transformed the experience points into power, and the raging power surged in his body seeking to vent, Lance clenched his fists tightly, and punched out without fancy.

A simple but unrivaled fist strikes straight at him.

The barbarian didn't know how that body had such a powerful force, but she knew that she must never touch it, it was the fear of death.

The strength of wild beasts in the mountains and forests is often far superior to that of humans, so avoid their sharp edges.

The barbarian girl's fighting instinct drove her to distance herself to dodge, but Lance was not a mindless beast in the wilderness, he stepped out like a tiger leaping over the abyss, and was approaching in an instant.

That swift movement made the barbarian girl feel desperate again, this is a...

Before she could react, the fist had already landed on her body.

With just one punch, she felt the bones in her arm were howling, as if it would break in the next second.

Without waiting for her to wake up from the severe pain, more fists were thrown out, her arms were hard to resist and the flaws were exposed, and the fists touched the body.

The visceral convulsions seemed to be pulled out, stirred and stuffed back again. The heart and lungs were hit so hard that it was difficult for her to breathe.

Dizzy, staggering, almost collapsed...

Under such a heavy blow, her self-confidence was completely destroyed.

She lost control of her body and fell straight to the ground, her eyes widened, her chest rose and fell, and her mouth and nose were bleeding uncontrollably.

She seemed to hear the call of the open wilderness, and mountains, rivers, and vegetation appeared before her eyes, but these were getting farther and farther away.

The ancestral spirit has gone away and abandoned my soul...

The restlessness gradually subsided, Lance stopped looking at the barbarian woman on the ground, squatted down and pinched her face to look over.

"You lost~"

The barbarian didn't respond, or her consciousness was still wandering, and her eyes seemed to have lost their spirit and became dim.

Damn, it seems like a heavy hand, shouldn't I be stupid~
Lance sensed that something was wrong with her current state, and immediately used [Flesh Reconstruction] to calm down her ruptured internal organs, hemorrhage, and concussion.

This stimulation made the savage woman twitch like a reflection of the light, but it was more like suffocating and turning red and her face was purple.

Seeing this, Lance lifted her up, slapped his hand on the back, and directly sprayed out a large amount of blood, mixed with filth, and vomited out everything he ate tonight.

The accompanying cough spit out the rest, and the blocked trachea became unobstructed.At this time, she instinctively took a big gulp of fresh air, and after a while, her complexion improved slightly.

Her injury just now is basically dead in this era with ordinary medical treatment, but for Lance, it is just a small problem that consumes a little experience.

Sure enough, extraordinary power is really amazing.

"What's your name?"

"Boudicca." The barbarian turned her head to look at Lance, spoke a tone in tribal language, and there was an indescribable meaning in her eyes.

"What do you mean?"

After hesitating for a moment, the barbarian girl still opened her mouth to explain.

"Mother gave birth."

"Eh..." Lance was silent for a while. He thought these barbarians liked tough names, but he didn't expect them to be so innocent.

It's really hard for him to call him this name, so he simply transliterated it.

"I'll call you Boudica."

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The camp entrenched outside the city formed a long convoy, most of which were ragged refugees, some of them were slaves, and a bunch of traitors were tied up among them.

Although this time has a strange and extraordinary power, it is impossible for that thing to act on ordinary slaves.

But they will not run away, because without the protection of a large army, few can survive in the wilderness.

Moreover, the convoy has food and drink, and when they go there, they are just working as serfs to plow the fields. It is considered good to be alive in this world.

Lance watched the convoy of thousands of people, that's why he had to clean up the bandits along the way, otherwise these soldiers couldn't protect so many people.

"Go back and tell Walter that the farms around Owendor where Jean died should be taken as much as possible. You and Barristan will make good use of that batch of ordnance, choose and train more soldiers, and form cavalry and musketeers..."

Lance reminded him to try his best to solve the trouble while he was still there.

To be honest, he is really worried about handing over the territory to other people. He also wants to stay in the territory to handle affairs and seek development, and then march towards the old house.

But it's a pity that there is no one available. If he let Walter back, this old guy would definitely run away. He has no source of income, let alone development, and his profligacy will not last long and will collapse.

Not to mention the most important population~
Race against time, there are still many people waiting to be fed in the territory.

Leonard and William followed the procession back, while Disma and Boudica remained by his side.

Since she was beaten up by him last night, the barbarian girl has become a lot more honest. Sure enough, these guys can only understand fists.

Tiffany looked worried as she looked at the carriage going away, and she also wanted to go with her, but the goods in arrears from Totnes needed someone to hand over.

"Let's go, the boat is about to start."

Lance called a few people back and boarded the cargo ship at the port.

Two large three-masted sailing ships, relying on sails as power, and going down the current, even with a full warehouse, it only takes two or three days to get to Totnes.

After Boudica boarded the boat, he became dizzy and couldn't even stand firmly.

Shouting a strange tribal language, it seems to be cursing, and it seems to be praying for the blessing of some ancestors.

But it seemed that the ancestral spirits couldn't protect her, and soon couldn't hold on to the edge and spit.

Her reaction made Lance amused. He didn't expect that wild warrior who was fearless on land to be seasick.

"This is the account book. This trip is mainly to deal with the remaining one."

Lance took a look at the account book that Tiffany handed over, and had to say that although she was not strong in wrists and sensitive to struggles, she was pleasing to the eye when she did the accounting.

　Thanks to shareholders [He Youyou] for rewarding 1500.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)