our family is gone

Chapter 198 Heroes Cemetery
Lance scanned the crowd and could see that their expressions were different. Those who were promoted were naturally happy, while those who were retired couldn't hide their disappointment no matter how hard they tried to hide it, but they were afraid to speak out because of his authority.

There are also some special ones. Instead of feeling disappointed when Susan stepped back, she breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, she was just an ordinary person. It was very reluctant to be pushed up suddenly, especially when there were many problems under her staff, and she was unable to solve them. She was really ashamed of the trust of adults.

It feels easier to let go now, and I can do my daily work well and be responsible for the living arrangements of the lord.

As for Barton, he was inexplicably excited, as if anticipating what would happen later.

"Since none of you have any objections, I'll put my ugly words up front. No matter who you are, you will be rewarded if you do well, and you will be punished if you don't. Your chance."

Lance said that those people were all honest and honest, and no one dared to challenge his decision.

But Lance didn't intend to let them speak up. He didn't know how to govern, but he knew that things should be put in the hands of people who know how to do it. If you have the ability, you can improve it. If you don't have the ability, you can't move or decline. Don't blame others.

This is the benefit of the feudal aristocracy. He doesn't need to explain everything he does on this one-third of an acre of land.

The burden is heavy, but Lance believes that under this heavy responsibility, those who have no talent will be exposed, and then they will be removed from the managers, and the talents will be revealed after being washed.

Hamlet needs no waste!
"Notify me that I will hold a farewell ceremony for the body at noon. You go back and prepare in advance."

Lance set his sights on Walter, "Walter stay here, Barton will tell Barristan they are coming."

Soon Walter was the only one left on the field, and Tiffany stayed until the end. Seeing that Lance didn't speak, she looked back and had to leave.

"You have a big opinion on me?" Lance looked at him playfully.

I originally thought about leaving today and asked him to rush there as soon as possible, but Lance has transferred some people from here, resulting in the slowness of the caravan integration and dispatch, the formation of the guards, and the loading of the convoy, so we can only delay it a little .

"No!" Walter shook his head violently. Those dereliction of duty guys have all gone to the farm to reform their families now. This is not a joke.

"Okay, I won't talk nonsense with you, this journey is probably not very easy, I will let Vic bring [-] soldiers with the team, next time you will need to form a guard yourself in the name of a caravan.

As for those snowflake salts, if someone asks, just insist that they are from Totnes, and at the same time contact several farms outside Owendo City to control the food.

When I came back, I would transport food and buy horses, as many as I wanted. At the same time, I would continue to expand the scope, collect information about bandits and bandits or other dangerous haunts, and draw a detailed map of the surrounding area. "

Lance warned that the army should do what the army should do, and now it is impossible to be forced to become a caravan guard, but only this time.

At the same time, he needs the kid Vic to help him contact the pawns that have been placed. He needs to master all the gathering places in the original Hamlet.

Here Walter retreated, and Barton came up with Barristan, Disma, and Leonard.

These people are the representatives of Hamlet's armed forces, and it is also what Lance needs to announce next-building an army!
"I plan to recruit [-] troops. I will form musketeers, cavalry, and artillery. These people will undergo rigorous training. Apart from the most basic training, you will be responsible for different items.

Disma, you are in charge of teaching them how to shoot guns, Leonard, you are in charge of training horsemanship and horse fighting, Barristan, you are in charge of training melee combat, as for the artillerymen, because they don’t have so many cannons in hand, they need to do basic training and theoretical knowledge first. .

We only want the best soldiers, and you have to select talented people to join the army. They will be our strength against evil. "

After Lance finished speaking, he took out a book, and he could see the words "Crew Training Manual" on the cover.

"This is a suggestion made by Barristan and Barton, and then revised by me. It includes what needs to be done and to what extent it should be done."

Before leaving, Lance had told these two things to them. One of them was a veteran for many years, and the other was the roll king who was rolled out of the Totnes Military Academy. They were very clear about the training of recruits.

During the period when Lance left, they were preparing for this. In addition, Lance himself had experienced it before, so he probably knew the whole process, plus some more scientific training methods.

In order to prove that he did his best, Patton compiled all the things he had learned, even including the muskets that Totnes spent money on researching, as well as various styles, characteristics, detailed data, and tactical deployments of artillery.

Lance found out that he had picked up a treasure after looking at it, which was equivalent to years of research by Totnes for nothing.

However, these cannot be placed on the recruit handbook, but become the textbooks of the official military academy.

Why did he dare to accept so many half-sized orphans?Why dare to subsidize students to go to school?

Because he wants to train boy scouts from an early age, it only takes two or three years. These children will be the source of the best soldiers, and then there will be a steady stream of talents.

Hamlet's hope is upon them.

It's just that now he needs to shoulder the responsibility first and carry Hamlet through the most difficult time.

"To be honest, I'm tired~"

The discussion on army building was almost the same, but suddenly Lance said this, which surprised a few people present.

Their gazes looked at Lance who was looking up and sighing, but it caused him to ask back.

"Why~ Is it strange that I'm tired?"

Everyone didn't speak, but most of them looked a little strange. You must know that Lance showed toughness and execution, and he didn't show any fatigue. On the contrary, he became more and more powerful.

"Don't you really think that I can't be made of iron? Even cattle and horses will be tired, so they have to rest, right~"

Lance laughed and complained. The weird atmosphere had eased a little, but what he said next made everyone serious again.

"But I have not forgotten my responsibility. You must remember what our enemy is. Corruption will take advantage of it. So don't slack off and strengthen your beliefs.

We are the last hope of the world, we are the kindling of mankind, I will stand at the forefront, I hope you can stand beside me, not opposite me. "

"Yes!"

"Let's go then, follow me to witness the farewell ceremony."

When he went to the seaside, the corpse had already been lying on the wooden frame that had been erected, covered with flowers.

There are many people around, they came here spontaneously, but they didn't want to see off, but wanted to see what was going on.

Leonard and the others know that no matter what, the corpse must be burned, otherwise it will strengthen the power of the evil god.

But ordinary people don't know~
For most people, there are only two situations where they will be burned by fire. Either there is a fire, or they are judged by the church as heresy and put on the grill.

So they are very resistant, no matter what kind of disaster, they cannot return to the Holy Light.

They grow strong like weeds, but they are also stubborn and ignorant. Lance is now trying to get rid of these feudal superstitions. Of course, he is digging the roots of the church and completely cutting off the influence of religion on the territory.

Lance took the torch and walked towards the corpse. The family members on the side cried heartbreakingly when they saw this scene, and what they saw was to make the people around them feel uncomfortable.

But Lance didn't waver. A dead person is a dead person. When a person dies, everything is gone. So what if the corpse is left behind?
In the end, it wasn't that the insects gnawed on the ground until it rotted and turned into soil, becoming a part of the ancestor's strength.

The earth gave birth, and finally returned to the earth. In some cases, it really responded to the old ancestor's saying "return to the Creator".

And Lance wants to cut off this connection today!

He stepped forward and lit the pyre without hesitation, and the flames quickly devoured the corpse.

Only then did Lance turn to comfort the family members.

"The fire will purify their bodies from evil spirits, and they will rest in peace."

"My lord, will the devil take away father's soul?" The child didn't know who heard it from, and asked Lance.

As soon as he said the words that Lance had prepared, he suddenly felt a little speechless, and as he paused, the hearts of the others couldn't help but lift up.

"My people, even if they die, they are still my people. No one can take them away. If the devil dares to touch my people, I dare to let them stay in Hamlet forever!"

As he spoke, Lance suddenly raised his hand to reach out to the child. The mother couldn't help being shocked when she noticed this, and she didn't care to cry, and hurriedly wanted to take the child away.

"grown ups……"

But she was still slow, Lance's hand was already on his head, but there was no too cruel scene, all he left was a sentence.

"After I die, I will burn my body and scatter my ashes into the sea. Will you let the devil take my soul?"

"No!" The child looked at the man in front of him and blurted out the words. Although he didn't understand much, he felt that he should do so.

“Very good~”

Lance patted with a smile, then withdrew his palm, his eyes were on the fire, he didn't mean to say anything, just stood like this until the fire was extinguished.

Lance didn't intend to let the family members do it, but personally picked up the stone box that had been prepared long ago to help the family members collect the ashes.

Both the family members of the deceased and the onlookers couldn't help being shaken by this scene.

When have you ever seen a noble lord collect the bones for a commoner?
But the shock for them didn't stop there, Lance held up one of the stone boxes himself.

"Go, send them home!"

Lance yelled, and then walked up.

Those relatives stopped crying and walked along. More and more people gathered behind him, all silent, but the agitation in their hearts became stronger and stronger.

The concept that has been cultivated for thousands of years has been shaken. Perhaps there is nothing blasphemy about burning the body.

And the grievances that those family members originally had in their hearts also dissipated.

Leonard's steps became more determined, and there was nothing to be afraid of following him. There was no more reassuring place than his back.

Just outside the town, a place next to the training camp was designated by Lance to nominate [Heroes Cemetery]. Only those who died for Hamlet are eligible to be buried here.

Lance dug a hole for the stone casket, then helped erect their tombstone.

"Everyone, mourn in silence." Lance stood in front of the grave and looked down slightly at the grave.

Everything is very simple, but there is a grand sense of ceremony, and the others can't help but mourn together.

After an estimated two or three minutes, Lance looked back at the crowd, and raised his finger to the middle of the cemetery.

"I will erect a stele there, and the names of all those who died for Hamlet will be engraved on it. Today is a special day. At this time of year, I will come to worship them."

There are many festivals in this world, but most of them are set by various churches, and the right to interpret the festivals is not in his hands.

And now the first festival of Hamlet has been determined by Lance. He is creating Hamlet's culture and customs, which can deepen their sense of identity with this land.

Lance's words haven't stopped yet. He has done so much and spent so much time here just to arouse their emotions.

"They are not relatives or friends with you, but they stood up to protect you when danger came, even at the expense of their lives.

for what?Because they are my people, and you are my people, all Hamlets!
After death they don't go to hell, or any heaven, they're in Hamlet! "

A few clever people in the crowd raised their hands and shouted, and all the people responded, and those who followed cheered one after another.

"Long live Hamlet!"

"Hamlet must win!"

"..."

Lance watched everyone's reactions and knew that he had been busy for a long time and finally saw the effect.

There's just one small problem...

After completing these, Lance let them return to normal life, and he called the people who caused trouble in the church cemetery.

"You should know why I asked you to come here~"

Lance sat upright in the hall, looking at the people in front of him, they were ordinary people in the town back then, but it seemed that their belief in the church was higher than in him, the lord.

Those people originally thought that they hadn't found this incident before, but they didn't expect to be called over here suddenly. They were all frightened to death, and their legs were trembling.

"It's none of my business, that guy Sam forced us to go."

"I just watched around there, and I didn't do anything."

"..."

After hearing this, several of them knelt down directly, begging for forgiveness with trembling words in their mouths.

"It seems that you know what you have done."

Listening to their justification, Lance only thought it was funny, and there was a hint of a smile in his expression, but this smile seemed to give people an unspeakable pressure.

"When the bandits came, the church abandoned you and let you be ravaged by the bandits, it was me!"

Lance stood up and walked over, each step was accompanied by a sentence, like a heavy hammer hitting their hearts, and the pressure continued to rise.

"It was I who fed you and brought you back from the brink of death.

It was I who wiped out the bandits and gave you a safe home.

It was I who gave them jobs so you could support your families.

Everything you have now is from me to you! "

Lance stopped in front of them, leaning forward slightly to look at the guys.

"But you treat me like this? Am I treating you too well? Make you think I'm easy to bully?"

This series of questioning directly became the last straw that crushed their psychological defense.

The pressure to survive made them desperately deny it, wanting to push all the blame on others, and at the same time began to veto the legitimacy of the church.

Lance looked at them and couldn't help but sneered. These guys are not fanatics, they are purely profitable, and they want to seek the enjoyment after death to become believers.

A group of idiots~
But garbage is also useful, as long as it is placed in the right place.

Lance turned around and sat back on his seat to look at their ridiculous looks, but the more this reaction made them panic and fear.

"You openly disobey my order, which is undoubtedly a capital offense, but I am not a cruel person, and now I will give you a way to survive.

That is, when you will be responsible for the transformation of the tomb in front of the church, when will it be completed, and when will you resume your status as a free citizen. "

To be honest, digging people's ancestral graves is indeed immoral. Lance knows that it is a cesspit, so he intends to let these people full of faith help him solve this trouble.

Those people all looked dull when they heard this, and they were all dumbfounded.

You must know that they are more or less firmer in their beliefs than those shallow believers, otherwise so many people will take the lead.

But such a blasphemous thing as digging graves is more uncomfortable than killing them.

If the church knew, they might be put on the grill as heretics, not to mention that they would definitely fall into hell and suffer torture after death.

They hesitated...

"I don't like to force others. Since you have made a choice, then Sam is the same. You take your whole family to get out of Hamlet and go to your church to see if he can save you and whether he can give you this kind of life. "

Lance didn't panic at all, on the contrary he didn't care.

But those people on the opposite side are in a hurry!

Although they have faith, but the samples are put out, they don't want to give up the benefits of this identity, and they are even more afraid of being expelled.

Those refugees also knew what was going on outside, there was a lot of chaos outside, and leaving Hamlet was a dead end.

"I promise! I am absolutely loyal to the lord!"

"I only have Lord Lance as the Holy Light in my heart!"

"What church? I don't even know one."

"..."

These people were reluctant to part with the rights and interests brought about by Hamlet's subject status. After the first one made a statement, the rest quickly wavered, and soon they all made a statement, trying to get this matter done.

"Very well, let's go~" Lance was not too surprised by this, and his will was implemented step by step.

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