our family is gone

Chapter 93
I have to say that Lance suddenly felt recognized when he saw this.

I was quite emotional for a while~
He suddenly crossed over and didn't have much sense of identity with this world. The fact that he was proficient in cheating and abducting as soon as he landed here was driven by his will to survive. He had never done so many things in his previous life during this time.

Just knowing how fucked up the world is, so he forced himself to struggle.

A man lives in the heaven and earth, how can he live in the world for a long time!
He used Disma and all of them as tool people, without considering their feelings at all, only considering the role they can play.

He even uses himself like a cow or a horse, what 996?

damn it!Since he crossed over, he didn't get enough sleep for four hours a day on average.

Instead of dealing with government affairs, planning urban construction is just going to book with a few people to calculate those enemies.

It is also being ruthless to others, and even more ruthless to himself, that allows him to open up the situation abruptly from this internal and external situation.

Now that the interior has been completely controlled by him, and the external banditry has been calmed down, he can finally slow down a little~
It's just that Lance wasn't obsessed with it and didn't want to delay any longer.

After recruiting Susan, he arranged for her to organize some people to clean up the battlefield, and he organized the soldiers again.

"gather!"

After a short rest, the soldiers also calmed down from the war just now, and they hurriedly lined up when they heard this.

"The war is not over yet. The bandits' stronghold on the old road still needs to be removed. You have to rescue the people who were taken away by them from there. Everyone is ready to go."

"Yes!"

The morale of the soldiers was high, and this battle completely shattered their fear of bandits.

Lance called the three of Leonard, took out the map and gave them the task of destroying those strongholds, and of course digging out the buried things.

"Go ahead, take two carriages, and try to complete the task before the night comes."

"Yes!"

The stronghold on the old road they walked back and forth a few times was basically not dangerous, and Lance needed to deal with this batch of corpses and had to stay.

The team sets off while the rest of the townspeople begin to tackle the battlefield.

There is no difficulty, the stripped corpses are loaded on large carts and transported out of the town, but some of them can only be packed in barrels~
Lance did not stay on the street, but walked to the tavern alone.

Entering it, you can see that the corpses of the bandits are basically on the bar side, and the boss has already fallen behind the counter.

Examining the body, he found many wounds, and the real fatal thing was the death caused by an ax hitting his head.

He had met the tavern owner a few times before. One could imagine the strength of a mercenary who could retire alive. Although he was a bit old, he was still in good shape and had rich combat experience. It would not be difficult to deal with a few bandits.

But without wearing armor, facing the influx of bandits, he only killed a few and was hacked to death.

He can say that he has no grievances with Lance, but he is in the way~
It is a very difficult thing to fight against the ancestors. Lance does not allow uncontrolled forces on the territory, even if it is just an extension of forces.

After checking to make sure there was no problem, he went directly to the casino.

Thirty people died inside, and the strong smell of blood has not dissipated for a long time under the condition that the indoor air is difficult to circulate. As soon as you get close, you can smell worse than the battlefield on the street.

Lance didn't show any fear, and walked in directly. After sweeping his eyes, he soon found a blood-stained spherical incense burner on the waist of a bandit.

Open it and find that the pill inside has been soaked in blood. If it is completely burned, it may kill more than a dozen people.

However, this little gadget can play such a big role, which has exceeded his expectations.

That's right, this is one of the keys to Lance's daring to bring thirty recruits to fight against hundreds of bandits.

If it really started the battle directly, these thirty recruits would be cannon fodder.

So Lance has been looking for ways to weaken those bandits.

When they broke in, Disma blended in with the bandits.

Lure the bandits to the square, point out the presence of the casino to attract them, and hang a censer on a random bandit.

When the exhilarating medicinal properties inside filled with smoke, the casino became a battlefield at this time, directly triggering serious internal fighting, and these thirty lives were only controlled by a single pill.

Disma then seized the opportunity to take out a boss, sparking a second infighting.

Although it was quickly suppressed, the war pays attention to morale, as the saying goes, one effort, then decline, and three exhaustion.

When these bandits came in, they were disgusted by his tactics of strengthening the wall and clearing the field. They had already lost part of their morale without grabbing money and women.

Furthermore, the successive internal fights caused heavy casualties. Such casualties were fatal to the bandits. How could there be any fighting spirit to continue fighting?
Not to mention that the bandits were driven back and forth to the square twice by him, and the exhausted bandits were already exhausted by the time he drove them to the street.

At this moment, when he was exhausted and we were full, Lance led his troops to meet the enemy while waiting for work.

He calculated that those bandits lost their underpants, and he took advantage of the right time, place and people.

But even this is almost a problem. Once the formation of recruits is dispersed, they will fall into a security battle, and it will be troublesome at that time.

Fortunately, he was strong enough to stabilize the formation and annihilate those guys on the preset battlefield.

"A bandit will be a bandit all his life without thinking~" Lance shook his head slowly, put away the censer and turned to leave.

Handling the battlefield and counting the loot is a very heavy job, not to mention the blood-soaked ground, even after washing it with water countless times, there will still be blood red oozing out, no matter how you clean it, you can still smell the slightest stench.

But no one cares about this, they are all doing their own things very hard, no one is dirty or tired, not only because these bandits have blood feud with them, but more importantly, this job is worth five copper coins.

They can get such a good job by relying on their own credit.

The credit value is a unique calculation system determined by Lance. It is actually very simple, that is, they will add and subtract according to the situation when they work on weekdays.

For example, if you work hard and have high efficiency, you will get extra points when you receive your wages, and on the contrary, you will deduct points if you are lazy.

There are also points for doing good things, or doing things that are good for Hamlet.

If you are caught committing a crime or some security issues, you will also be fined and points deducted.

This credit value is a reference for evaluating everyone. Those with high scores will naturally receive better preferential policies in the town, such as bonuses, promotions and salary increases, priority admissions, and the like.

For example, not everyone can grab such a good job now.

This is a means of positive motivation. He knows that differentiated treatment must be given, otherwise it will hurt those who work hard.

They were hard at work, and Lance was in charge of driving the carloads of corpses outside the town to be sacrificed.

Raising his hand, all those corpse fragments were swallowed by the void. When the corpses of hundreds of people were turned into gifts and poured into his body, the gifts consumed by the war just now were replenished, even exceeding the previous reserves.

That sense of security shrouded Lance's heart again, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

The old guy is waiting for dinner?eat shit!
(End of this chapter)