Mystery makes me strong

Chapter 2672 The Knights Are 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 gleam in his eyes.

"We need to come up with a plan to stop them!" Kafer echoed.

The two of them quickly discussed and decided to take a preemptive strategy.

They decided to catch the thieves before these people took action and protect the safety of the town.

"We can use the cover of night to sneak up on them," Kafer suggested. "Then we can set up an ambush and attack them when they get close."

At this moment, the two of them were completely immersed in the joy of role-playing.

Others can only put themselves into another world through novels, movies and TV shows.

At most it’s just games.

However, it is not real enough, and I cannot write a story that truly belongs to me.

"Good idea!" John nodded in agreement. "We need to distract them and let them down their guard."

So the two of them quickly made a plan.

They decided to use Kafer as bait to attract the men's attention, while John prepared an ambush on the side.

"Why should I be the bait?" Kafer asked a little dissatisfied.

"Hey, you are the adult and I am the child," John reminded.

"No, now we are all the same, we have to play rock-paper-scissors," Kafer shouted.

Kafeel (Zhao Han) was obviously so engrossed in her role that she even dared to play rock-paper-scissors with a god of illusion...

John (Xiao Huan) naturally agreed immediately.

As a result, Kafer (Zhao Han) lost all ten games.

"I am so stupid. I actually forgot where you come from." Kafer (Zhao Han) said angrily.

As the night deepened, Kafeel (Zhao Han) began to walk towards those people.

She acted relaxed, trying to make the other party let down his guard.

As she approaches, Kafer (Zhao Han) deliberately says loudly: "Hey, what are you doing here? Are you planning something?"

Those people were stunned for a moment, then they smiled grimly: "Boy, you are so naive, you actually dare to come here!"

Just as they were about to take action, John (Xiao Huan) rushed out from the darkness, holding a glowing staff in his hand, and shot a beam of light at those people.

"Now, take action!" The two of them rushed forward together.

The battle broke out in an instant, and John and Kafer cooperated well and quickly surrounded those people.

Their movements were as swift as the wind, leaving the other party with no time to react.

"You are no match to us!" John laughed.

He swung the wooden stick in his hand and accurately hit an enemy's shoulder.

"Quick, catch them!" Kafer (Zhao Han) was not to be outdone and quickly forced back another enemy.

From beginning to end, the two of them only used Gandalf-level spells, and the rest were all basic fighting skills.

No stronger than Tyson.

No faster than Bolt.

No more agile than a gymnast.

In short, after a fierce battle, those people were finally defeated and fell to the ground, their faces full of fear and unwillingness.

"It won't be easy for you to plunder this village!" John said coldly, with a gleam of victory in his eyes.

"We won't let you go!" one of the enemies said gritting his teeth, obviously unwilling to accept defeat.

"You have already failed, stop struggling in vain." Kafer (Zhao Han) said calmly, the wooden stick in his hand emitting a faint light, which frightened the enemy.

It's actually just a harmless lighting technique.

In the end, the bandits were successfully captured. The villagers witnessed it all from a distance and cheered.

John and Kafer once again became 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 Kafer smiled at each other, feeling a sense of accomplishment.

This adventure not only allowed them to experience the fun of the low-magic world, but also made them feel the power of unity and courage.

…………

A week later.

Zhao Han and Xiao Huan stood at the entrance of the village, looking at the winding mountain road in the distance.

The sunlight shines through the sparse clouds and falls on their shoulders, casting a faint golden glow on their figures.

There was excitement in the eyes of both of them.

Because they had just been elected by the villagers as the new sheriffs, shouldering the responsibility of protecting the land and the people.

This gives them a sense of upgraded happiness.

And the upgrade is achieved through real hard work and fighting.

They didn't cheat.

Wen Rensheng: Then what am I?
Just then, a group of cavalry and infantry appeared at the end of the mountain road.

They were wearing tattered leather armor and had broken swords at their waists. The sound of their horses' hooves echoed in the valley like an ominous omen.

The leader was a knight, a middle-aged man with a fleshy face, his eyes revealing greed and coldness.

He waved his hand and asked a servant to ride a mule over and shout.

Many villagers were called out and gathered in the center of the village.

"Villagers, according to the order of Lord Knight Fabitt, this year's tax collection is 80%!" the knight's squire announced loudly.

"Also, you haven't paid taxes in previous years. This land has been granted to the Fabitt family by the Earl!"

“All of this needs to be made up!”

His voice echoed through the village, making everyone's heart sink.

Hearing this, Zhao Han was very angry: "Their lives are already difficult, and now they have to face such heavy taxes."

Xiao Huan nodded, her brows furrowed, and she completely immersed herself in her role.

"Yes, 80% tax is pushing them into a dead end. We can't just sit there and do nothing."

So the two looked at each other and they knew that this was the moment they had to stand up.

They stepped forward and stood at the front of the villagers.

"Wait a minute!" Zhao Han's voice was firm and powerful. "Such taxation is unfair. We cannot accept it."

The knight's squire sneered.

His eyes swept over Zhao Han and Xiao Huan, as if assessing their worth.

These were two strong men, much stronger than him.

It seems that he must be a pirate.

Only a pirate could eat so much to become strong.

The poor and the bandits cannot eat such strong food.

"Fair? In this world, strength is fairness. You villagers, either pay your taxes or..." He didn't finish his words, but the threat was obvious.

Xiao Huan walked forward, there was no fear in her eyes, only calmness.

"Sir, you know that such taxation will destroy this village and your source of tax revenue."

"You can only collect it once, and then everyone in the village will starve to death. There will be no more production here."

The knight's squire's face darkened. What the other party said made sense.

However, their purpose was not to collect taxes but to establish authority and obedience.

He obviously had not expected that any of these villagers would dare to speak to him like that.

"Are you challenging Lord Fabitt's authority?" His voice was low and threatening.

Zhao Han and Xiao Huan did not back down. They knew that this was a struggle for the survival of the villagers.

"We need to discuss this further." The Knight's squire did not answer, but went back to tell the Knight Master: "Those people don't want to agree. They are not so obedient. They do not welcome the Lord's arrival."

The knight sneered, "Give them some time, and we'll rest a bit and prepare to kill them all!"

In fact, this time, it was the knights who came to sweep.

That was the case in the Middle Ages.

The knights swept, killed, and robbed other forces on the border.

This behavior forced the emergence of castles, which were built on hills and separated from the residences of civilians.

The advantage of this is that the civilians will bear the losses of being swept, and if they grab enough knights, they will naturally not gnaw bones.

They are much smarter than Orientals.

The Orientals included all the wealthy residents in the city.

The result is that when thieves and nomads arrive, they have to break into the city in order to steal the most money.

This resulted in the downfall of both the nobles and the common people.

In terms of intelligence, they are smarter.

This is also because the East often has a period of peace lasting up to two hundred years, and the purpose of most cities is to prevent theft rather than resist the invasion of bandits.

However, they fought every few years or even every ten years, and this frequency forced them to separate.

Only a few royal capitals can protect all citizens.

Xiao Huan and his partner began to organize the villagers, explaining the situation to them and encouraging them to unite and jointly resist the unfair taxation.

The villagers began to gather, their eyes filled with confusion and anxiety, but also a glimmer of hope.

"That's a knight, not a bandit."

"Yes, even if we beat them back, bigger ones will come." Some knowledgeable old men sighed.

They feel scared and 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, as everyone knows, at least he is a lord with a title.

Zhao Han and Xiao Huanxin’s words were like sparks that ignited the fire in their hearts.

"We can't give up like this. Our homes and our lives are 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?"

"We have a good terrain here and can resist the attacks of many knights."

"They have come from a long distance, so they don't have much power."

"And if we fight them off this time, we can build up our own defenses."

Xiao Huan chimed in, her wisdom and strategy gave the villagers hope.

The villagers decided to take action.

The main reason is that they are used to their current life and don’t want to have a lord over them.

That meant endless taxation, conscription, and plunder.

They hid in this small piece of flat land in the mountains just to escape from the nobles.

The two began to make plans and prepare supplies to meet the upcoming challenges.

As night fell, the villagers gathered in the village square, where 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, and her words were like a war drum, inspiring everyone's heart.

Xiao Huan listened quietly at the side, with wisdom gleaming in her eyes.

She knew that this struggle would not be easy, but she also knew that as long as they united as one, nothing was impossible.

As the night deepened, the villagers gradually dispersed, and Zhao Han and Xiao Huan also returned to their cabin.

They lay on the bed, looking at the starry sky outside the window, their hearts full of expectations for the future and desire for freedom.

…………

The next morning.

The early morning sun shines through the mist onto the fields of the village, and the golden light covers the land with a warm coat.

However, the hearts of the villagers were shrouded in a gloom.

Zhao Han and Xiao Huan stood at the entrance of the village, staring at the team of knights gradually approaching in the distance, their hearts filled with tension and anticipation.

The Lord Knight led eighty soldiers, with cavalry in front, infantry following closely behind, and finally the improvised militia.

Their tattered armor also gleamed coldly in the sunlight, and it seemed that it had been polished temporarily.

The sound of several horses' hooves 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 against it themselves.

Just like when people see a car coming, the first choice is to subconsciously dodge.

Not to mention fighting with spears, one must train for more than half a month to have that kind of morale.

Otherwise, when they see the horses coming, they will be scared and dodge, and then be hacked to death by the cavalry.

In contrast, there were only forty villagers, and all of them looked nervous.

Xiao Huan was still worried that he couldn't win and was afraid of being embarrassed, so he quietly gave everyone some morale buffs.

So although many villagers were holding sticks and forks, there was a determination gleam in their eyes.

"We must unite and not let them succeed easily." Zhao Han turned around and faced the villagers, his voice very powerful.

A surge of courage ignited in everyone's hearts.

Although they all knew the battle would be difficult, they could not let their families lose hope.

Xiao Huan stood aside, his eyes scanning every face.

She is excited.

Because this is a real fight.

Although the villagers were outnumbered by the enemy, they shared 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 have a meal tomorrow depends on today's battle!"

Xiao Huan's voice was like the morning bell, awakening everyone's fighting spirit.

As the knights approached, the villagers began to make nervous preparations.

Zhao Han and Xiao Huan quickly organized everyone, divided them into several groups, and formed a defense line.

They armed themselves with wooden sticks, farm tools and simple weapons. Although their equipment was simple, everyone's heart was burning with an indomitable fighting spirit.

"Come on, get ready to meet them!" Zhao Han shouted loudly, holding a thick wooden stick in his hand and praying silently in his heart.

The Lord Knight rode on his tall warhorse, looking down at the group of villagers with a mocking smile on his lips.

"You country bumpkins, how dare you resist my orders? 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, and although his voice was weak, it was full of determination.

The knight's expression changed slightly, obviously he didn't expect these villagers to be so brave.

He thought he would scare these people so much that they would fall to the ground and kneel down to beg for mercy.

Now it seemed that a few conscripted militiamen had to die.

He also had to pay a small amount of compensation, hoping that there would be enough food, women and children in the village, which, after being sold, could make up for the losses he suffered during this expedition.

He waved his hand, and three of his squires began to charge forward.

The sound of horse hooves was as shocking as thunder, rushing towards us with ruthless momentum.

That’s how it looks in the eyes of the villagers.

Although there were only three people, it was the first time that the villagers saw tall horses charging.

(End of this chapter)