Medieval Riding and Cutting Record

　　 The strong man saw that Corleone was able to use this great sword proficiently, so he took out a pair of leather gloves from the drawer and threw them to Corleone.

　　 "Boy, you're good, after I fight off the robber, I will teach you a few tricks." The strong man had already retracted the contemptuous expression on his face at this time.

　　 On the other side, in the desert not far away, the windbreaker man sitting on the ground stood up. He took off his windbreaker and placed it in the side pocket of the giant mouse.

　　 At this time, he was wearing a set of ring armor. He glanced at the small hourglass in his right hand, and said to the men who were still sitting on the ground: "Get all of them up! Ready to go."

　　 The robber team of hundreds of people set off again. In fact, their location had long been discovered by the villagers of Bule Village. After all, the two were only less than one kilometer apart.

　　 This group of robbers can be said to be very courageous. Just now they just started a fire on the spot to eat, as if they didn't take the village's guard seriously.

　　 However, this group of bandits does have the qualifications to be arrogant. They are a group of well-known bandits in the Southern Wilderness—"Black Claws". The bandit leader is called "Mouse Monster".

This title is related to the history of his fortune. I don’t know how he hooked up with the Scavenger forces. He obtained a lot of weapons and equipment and even specially trained mounts from them. Some people think this is a chess piece arranged by the Scavenger forces. one.

　　 At this time, the "mouse man" intimately patted the head of the huge black rat, and then took out a few pieces of **** raw meat from the backpack on the side, and fed it directly to the black rat.

　　 The gray giant rats behind him suddenly uttered a "squeaky" cry, wanting to go forward to fight for the pieces of raw meat.

　　 And the black rat turned his head, staring at the squirrels with scarlet pupils, they were so scared that they didn't even dare to move.

　　 The other cavalry burst into laughter when they saw this situation, constantly complimenting the strength of their leader, even the mounts were so mighty and extraordinary.

　　 "Okay, you guys don't flatter me anymore, then work hard. I have long heard that Buhler Village has a lot of treasures. I will grab this village tonight." The rat monster said triumphantly.

　　 "Chief, you are right, this small village is so close to the Black Forest, who knows how many good things they have saved, just buying and selling wood is a lot of money."

　　Another robber hurriedly said: "As expected of the leader, his vision is different. You said that the other villages that we robbed were all poor like ghosts. How can this village be rich?"

　　 "Hahaha, let's just say that, but I spent a small amount of money to buy information from the Thieves Guild, otherwise who would come to chew on such a stone village." At this time, the rat monster's eyes were full of greed and tyranny.

　　 Several of his men were so scared that they dared not speak any more, and they all began to check their equipment. They knew that if the boss was unhappy, they would be fed to the giant rat alive!

　　 That kind of chewing sound makes people reluctant to hear it for the second time in their lives, and no one wants to be a "grinding tool" for giant rats.

　　 After eating a few pieces of meat, the black giant rat excreted dirty feces in less than a few minutes.

　　 The next scene was a bit disgusting. I saw many archers among the robbers smearing these black objects on iron or bone arrows.

　　 In addition, some robbers tied combustibles to the arrows, and then the flame arrows were shot out.

　　 "Go!" With an order, all the robbers moved towards Buller Village.

　　 On the village side, all the militias have assembled. The total number is close to 60. The age group ranges from the youngest 13 to the oldest 61.

　　 Except for these militiamen standing near the low wall, the women and children in the village are not idle. Some of them are preparing medical supplies, and many of them are preparing simple slings.

　　 Don’t underestimate these slings. Although the accuracy is very low and requires a long period of training, the launch speed is fast and the physical consumption is low.

　　 The most important thing is that the ammunition is cheap, as long as you prepare the stones.

　　 In the village, in addition to these children who use slings, even many militiamen carry them with them. For them, this weapon may be more convenient to use than bows and arrows.

　　 Corleone and the others also joined the militia, and among them they saw the pimples-faced goalkeeper militia.

　　 At this time, in his eyes, Fackney and Pauly, who were heavily armed, were definitely "veterans", and their auras were completely different.

　　 In addition, the giant sword on Corleone's back made him speechless. Not everyone can play with such a weapon.

　　 The acne-stricken militia had a complicated expression and wanted to talk up, but was interrupted by the robbers outside the wall.

　　 "I am the leader of the'Black Claw' regiment. Today, on behalf of the great warlord "Dark Lord" Rakanic, I will levy taxes on your village!"

　　 "Everyone in your village needs to pay 5 gold coins this month. One less coins won’t work!"

　　The rat monster triumphantly rides on the black giant rat, playing with a machete in his hand, and holding a small hourglass in the other hand.

　　 "I will give you two hourglass time. If we don't send the money out, we will attack this village." He then shouted.

　　 After speaking, he asked a robber to stand in place with a torch in one hand and the hourglass in the other.

The people in the village have fried the pot, and each person has to pay 5 gold coins. This is more exaggerated than grabbing money. People with better conditions can earn 40 to 60 per month. Between silver coins.

　　 You can save 5 to 7 gold coins without eating or drinking for a year. (1 gold coin for 100 silver coins)

　　 What's more, their village is not rich. Most of the money is in the hands of the village chief and the blacksmith.

　　 There was a tumultuous noise on the wall, some villagers were yelling, some were crying, and some simply begged the village chief to let him hand over the money.

　　 The old village chief looked at the "farce" in front of him with disdain in his eyes, he picked his ears again, and beckoned a militiaman to his ears.

　　 He gave orders to the militiaman, and then a few sturdy young men rushed to the village chief’s house.

　　 Soon they came with an archery machine placed on a tripod. This machine is considered the ancestor of the ballista, which looks like an enlarged version of the abdominal crossbow.

　　 It's also true that such an old object is still hidden in the village chief's house.

　　 Seeing the archery machine being lifted out, the village chief showed a smug smile on his face, and asked several militiamen to install the crossbow arrows. Then he stood up and shouted at the villagers:

　　 "Have you eaten your bread for nothing these years? Even if we pay the money, will this band of robbers return?"

　　 "I tell you, no! They will be more greedy, like vultures, hovering over the village again and again, wanting to bite a piece of meat at any time."

　　 "Is that what you want? Do you think they will be so trustworthy?"

　　 At this time, a villager whispered: "Anyway, we don't have much money. If we want to grab it, we will rob you..."

　　 Now that the village chief can't hear anything, he directly pointed at the villager and cursed: "Mani of the dog day, I still repay the usury you owed before, do you have any conscience!"