Medieval Riding and Cutting Record

　　 Fakner yelled while running, reminding the villagers loudly that the robbers had been beaten away.

　　 But there was one person who reacted faster than him. That was the old village chief who had just disappeared. At this time, he sprang out again, holding a strange-looking copper product in his hand.

　　 The old village chief shouted loudly at the trumpet-shaped copper product: "Villages, the robbers were beaten away by the heroic mercenaries! Come back!"

　　 "The militiamen all took the guy with them, and quickly killed the remaining robbers who were still robbing in the village! Otherwise I won't pay for it!"

　　 "Old Tom, what is your **** hand holding? Hurry up and put down the bag of flour for me!"

　　 With a flurry of hoops, the chaos in the village finally returned to normal. Several robbers who looted the villagers' homes did not notice the changes outside, and were killed one by one by the returning militia.

　　 The people in the village also noticed the large number of robber bodies in the street. The scene was too tragic, with flesh and blood flying everywhere, and there was not even a living robber, and several robbers were chopped into "meat sauce."

　　 The militiamen did not dare to go forward to clean up the scene. It was too scary.

　　 "Why are you still stunned? After counting the number, I find a place to bury these corpses. Do you want to watch the plague happen in the village?" The old village chief yelled after hiding in the crowd.

　　 Finally, with the combined efforts of the militia and the villagers, the corpses were cleaned up, and the streets were splashed with clean water, washing all kinds of blood and dirt.

　　 At the old village head’s house on the other side, Corleone was lying on the bed covered in blood, while Pauly was helping him clean and bandage the wound.

　　 Little Dick pulled out a few jars of ointment from the cupboard at home and applied Corleone. According to him, he bought it from a goblin merchant. The quality was guaranteed and it was certified by the Pharmacy Association.

　　 Now, Pauly won’t use the ointment given by the little goblin Adolf before, after all, the professional is definitely better than the wild road.

　　 Less than ten minutes later, Corleone slowly opened his eyes. He found that there was a gray ceiling above his head and he was lying on a big bed.

　　 Pauly realized that Corleone was awake so quickly, he was very surprised, and he could only attribute the reason to Corleone's special physique.

　　 This is also similar to Corleone's usual performance. In addition, in this battle, although Corleone's body was covered with scars, they were all skin injuries and did not affect the internal organs.

　　 And the cause of his coma was the big bag on his head, not the violent concussion injury.

　　 Corleone felt a little pain when he touched his head. In his own memory, he only remembered that he was constantly attacking, trying to kill every robber in front of him, until a **** color appeared in front of him.

　　 He looked at Pauly, who looked at him caringly by the bed, and the little Dick, who was a little afraid and worried on his face. Corleone quickly asked: "Are those robbers wiped out by us? Are the villagers safe?"

　　 Baoli replied with satisfaction: "Don't worry, little Corleone, most of the robbers have been wiped out, and you wiped them out alone, the villagers are safe."

The little Dick next to 　　 whispered: "Big brother, you are really amazing, but you are too scary when you fight..."

　　 "By the way, I have to say sorry to you, the big bag on your head was caused by me, mainly because you were crazy at the time..."

　　 Little Dick was interrupted by Pauly before he finished speaking. Pauly said, "Well, kid, Corleone needs a good rest. Let's not disturb him anymore. Let's go out and find the village chief."

　　 After talking, Pauly took little Dick's hand and walked out of the room, leaving Corleone on the bed.

　　 And Corleone thought in his mind what he had done, and actually eliminated most of the robbers?

　　 He stared at the ceiling, thinking about his memories over and over again, and soon he recalled what he had done.

　　 He didn't expect that he would be so "cruel", chopping up the robbers in the street, and even the leader of the robbers was killed by him.

　　 He was a little excited at first, and felt that this great sword was worthy of his first look at the weapon. The power of his power combined with this weapon was so amazing.

　　 Then he felt a sense of guilt again. He felt that he had killed too many people, which was totally unimaginable before.

　　 But then Corleone felt that he was really hypocritical. Each of these robbers was a **** bastard. They came to **** the villagers’ property and caused serious harm to the villagers.

　　 Just like my hometown, no robber is innocent, they all deserve to die!

　　 Thinking like this, Corleone finally felt that he had a clear heart, and he no longer wondered whether he had killed innocent people.

　　 In addition, he was also very dissatisfied with his performance, because he found that from the middle of the battle, he completely lost his mind. This is not the performance of a qualified fighter.

　　 In the previous teachings of Fackney and even Joe, fighters can use the power of emotions to exert greater destructive power, but they must not be manipulated by emotions.

　　 Otherwise, one day they will become an emotional "puppet" or even a pervert who loves killing.

　　 Thinking about this, Corleone shuddered and felt that he needed to continue to strengthen his control. He wanted to become the "master" of emotions. uukānshu.com is not a "servant".

　　 The casualties in the village on the other side were also counted. At least 20 villagers were killed, 15 militiamen were killed, 12 were seriously injured, and 30 were slightly injured.

　　 A lot of property and food were robbed by robbers, and overall the whole village suffered heavy losses.

　　 Most of the villagers are frowning and feel that the already bitter days have become even more bleak.

　　 Fortunately, the old village chief is still knowledgeable. He asked everyone to help the wounded and took out all the ointments and bandages at home.

However, after returning home, he found that he was lying on his bed and he was shocked. Fortunately, the old village chief recognized that he was a young mercenary who fought bravely, so he didn't say much, just thanked him a few words. He hurriedly left with the medical supplies.

　　 Then the old village chief called all the villagers who were still able to move to the center of the village, and he himself held a swollen money bag for every villager and militia to get the money.

　　 The bleak atmosphere was finally diluted a little, and the old village chief also vowed in public that he would provide some of his food to the villagers who lost their food, and other villagers could also borrow food from him without any interest.

　　 Under the operation of the old village chief, the frowning brows of many villagers were also relaxed.

　　 Then he walked towards Fackney and Bowley, and said to them: "Thank you to the brave and fearless warriors. If it weren't for your help, this village would definitely be destroyed by the bandits."

　　 Baoli said with a smile: "Well, the village chief, since we have accepted your employment, we will never escape."

　　 "By the way, you said that you would get 10 silver coins for killing a robber, don't break your promise, village chief, haha!"

　　 "Of course not! Our Buhler village is the most trustworthy!"