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 light shining in his eyes.
"We need to make a plan to stop them!" Kafeir also echoed.
The two quickly discussed and decided to adopt a preemptive strategy.
They decided to catch the thieves before these people took action to protect the safety of the town.
"We can use the cover of night to sneak up on them." Kafeer suggested, "Then we can set up an ambush and wait for them to get close before attacking."
At this moment, the two of them were completely immersed in the joy of role-playing.
Others can only let themselves enter another world through novels and movies.
At most it's just a game.
However, it is not real enough and cannot write a story that is truly my own.
"Good idea!" John nodded in agreement, "We need to distract them and make them relax their vigilance."
So, the two quickly formulated a plan.
They decided to use Kafeer as bait to attract the attention of those people, while John stood aside to prepare an ambush.
"Why am I being used as bait?" Kafeer was a little dissatisfied.
"Hey, you are an adult and I am a child." John reminded.
"No, now we are all the same, we want to guess the guessing game." Kafer shouted.
Kafeir (Zhao Han) was obviously fascinated by the performance. She actually dared to play guessing games with a god of illusion...
John (Xiao Huan) naturally agreed immediately.
So smoothly, Kafer (Zhao Han) lost all ten games.
"I'm so stupid, I actually forgot where you were from." Kafer (Zhao Han) said angrily.
As the night got darker, Kafer (Zhao Han) began to walk towards those people.
She pretended to be relaxed, trying to make the other party relax their vigilance.
As she approached, Kafer (Zhao Han) deliberately loudly said: "Hey, what are you doing here? Are you planning some conspiracy?"
Those people were stunned for a moment, then smiled ferociously: "Boy, you are so naive, how dare you come here!"
Just when they were about to take action, John (Xiao Huan) rushed out from the darkness, holding a shining staff in his hand, and fired a beam of light towards those people.
"Now, do it!" The two of them rushed forward together.
The battle broke out in an instant. John and Kafer cooperated tacitly and quickly surrounded those people.
Their movements were as fast as the wind, making it impossible for the other party to react.
"You are no match for us!" John laughed.
The wooden stick in his hand was swung and accurately hit an enemy on the shoulder.
"Quick, catch them!" Kafer (Zhao Han) was not to be outdone and quickly forced the other enemy back.
From beginning to end, the two of them only used Gandalf-level spells, and the rest were all basic fighting skills.
No more powerful 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 their knees one after another, their faces full of fear and unwillingness.
"It's not that easy for you to plunder this village!" John said coldly, with the light of victory shining in his eyes.
"We won't let you go!" one of the enemies said through gritted teeth, obviously unwilling to fail.
"You have already failed, stop struggling pointlessly." Kafer (Zhao Han) said calmly, the wooden stick in his hand emitted a faint light, making the enemy feel afraid.
It's actually just a harmless lighting technique.
In the end, the bandits were successfully captured, and the residents of the village witnessed all this from a distance and cheered.
John and Kafer once again became the 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 looked at each other and smiled, feeling filled with a sense of accomplishment.
This adventure not only allowed them to experience the fun of the low-demon world, but also allowed them to feel the power of unity and courage.
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One week later.
Zhao Han and Xiao Huan stood at the entrance of the village, looking at the winding mountain road in the distance.
The sun shines through the sparse clouds and shines on their shoulders, coating their figures with a faint golden glow.
Their eyes shone with excitement.
Because they had just been elected as the new police officers by the villagers, they shouldered the responsibility of protecting the land and the people.
This gives them a sense of upgrading.
And it was upgraded through real hard work and battle.
They didn't cheat.
Wen Rensheng: Then who am I?
At this moment, a group of cavalry and infantry appeared at the end of the mountain road.
They wore tattered leather armor and wore 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 sinister face, greed and coldness in his eyes.
He waved his hand and asked an attendant to ride over on a mule and shout.
Many villagers were called out and gathered in the center of the village.
"Villages, according to the order of Lord Knight Fabit, this year's tax is 80%!" the knight attendant announced loudly.
"Also, you have not paid taxes in previous years, and this land has been entrusted to the Fabbit family by the Earl!"
"It all needs to be made up for!"
His voice echoed in the village, making everyone's heart sink.
Hearing this, Zhao Han was very angry: "Their life is not easy, and now they have to face such heavy taxes."
Xiao Huan nodded, her brows furrowed, completely assuming her role.
"Yes, 80% of the tax is simply driving them to a dead end. We cannot sit idly by and do nothing."
So the two looked at each other and 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 a tax is unfair and we cannot accept it."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The knight squire sneered.
His eyes swept over Zhao Han and Xiao Huan, as if assessing their value.
These were two strong men, much stronger than him.
It seems he must have been a pirate.
Only pirates can eat to be so strong.
Poor people and bandits cannot be so strong.
"Fairness? In this world, strength is fairness. You villagers, either pay taxes or..." He didn't finish his words, but the threat was already obvious.
Xiao Huan walked forward, there was no fear in her eyes, only calmness.
"Sir, do you know that such a tax 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 and there will be no more output here."
The knight's attendant's face darkened, what the other party said made sense.
However, their purpose is not to collect taxes, but to establish majesty and obedience.
He obviously did not expect that any of these villagers would dare to talk to him like this.
"Are you challenging the authority of Lord Fabit?" His voice was low and threatening.
Zhao Han and Xiao Huan did not back down. They knew that this was a struggle related to the survival of the villagers.
"We need to discuss this some more."
The knight's squire did not answer, but went back and told the knight: "Those people do not want to agree, they are not that obedient, and they do not welcome the arrival of the lord."
The knight sneered: "Give them some time, let's take a rest and prepare to kill them all!"
In fact, this time, it was the knights who came to clean up.
That was the case in the Middle Ages.
The knights raided, killed, and robbed other forces on the border.
This behavior forced the emergence of castles, which were built on mountains and separated from civilian residences.
The advantage of this is that the civilians will bear the losses of being swept away, and if they grab enough knights, they will naturally not chew the 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 come, they must break up the city in order to grab the most money.
This resulted in both the nobles and the common people being destroyed.
In terms of smartness, they are still smart.
This is also because the East often has a period of peace that lasts for two hundred years. The purpose of most cities is to prevent theft, not to resist the invasion of the army.
But they fought once every few years or more than ten years. This frequency forced them to separate.
Only a few royal capitals can protect all citizens.
Xiao Huan and the two began to organize the villagers, explain the situation to them, and encourage them to unite to resist this unfair tax.
The villagers began to gather, their eyes full of doubts and uneasiness, but also a glimmer of hope.
"That's a knight, not a bandit."
"Yes, after we defeat them, bigger people will come." Some knowledgeable old people sighed.
They feel scared and helpless.
In contrast, they still have courage to fight against the bandits.
Bandits have no backup.
And behind the knight is the king. Everyone knows this, at least he is a lord with a title.
The words of Zhao Han and Xiao Huanxin were like fire, igniting the flame in their hearts.
"We can't just give up. Our homes and our lives are all 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?"
"The terrain here is very good and we can resist the attacks of many knights."
"They come all the way, so they don't have much strength."
"And if we defeat them this time, we can build up our own defense."
Xiao Huan was there to help, and her wisdom and strategy gave the villagers hope.
The villagers decided to take action.
The main reason is that they are used to the current life and don't want a lord on their head.
That meant endless taxation, conscription, and plunder.
In order to escape from the nobles, they hid in this small piece of flat land in the mountains.
The two began to make plans, prepare supplies, and prepare for the upcoming challenges.
As night fell, the villagers gathered in the village square. 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 war drums, inspiring everyone's heart.
Xiao Huan listened quietly, her eyes shining with wisdom.
She knows that this fight will not be easy, but she also knows that as long as they work together, nothing is impossible.
It was late at night, the villagers gradually dispersed, and Zhao Han and Xiao Huan also returned to their hut.
They were lying on the bed, looking at the starry sky outside the window, their hearts filled with expectations for the future and desire for freedom.
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Early the next morning.
The early morning sun shines through the mist on the fields of the village, and the golden radiance coats the land with a warm coat.
However, a layer of gloom enveloped the villagers' hearts.
Zhao Han and Xiao Huan stood at the entrance of the village, staring at the approaching team of knights in the distance, their hearts filled with tension and anticipation.
The knight lord led eighty soldiers, with the cavalry in front, the infantry following, and finally the militiamen recruited temporarily.
Their tattered armor also shone with a cold light in the sunlight, and it seemed that it had been temporarily polished.
The hoofbeats of several horses were as deafening as thunder, as if foreshadowing the coming conflict.
Most people don't know the fear of a tall horse unless they fight with horses themselves.
Just like when a person sees a car approaching, his first choice is to avoid it subconsciously.
Not to mention fighting with a spear, you have to train for more than half a month to have that kind of morale.
Otherwise, if you see the horses coming, you will be frightened and dodge, and then be hacked to death by the cavalry's sword.
In contrast, there were only forty villagers, and all of them looked nervous.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Xiao Huan was still worried that he would not be able to defeat him and was afraid of being embarrassed, so he quietly added some morale BUFF to everyone.
So although many villagers were holding sticks and forks, their eyes shone with determination.
"We must unite and not let them succeed easily." Zhao Han turned around and faced the villagers, his voice was very powerful.
A surge of courage arose in everyone's hearts.
Although they all know that this battle will be difficult, they must not let their families lose hope.
Xiao Huan stood aside and scanned every face.
She is very excited.
Because this is a real battle.
Although the villagers are outnumbered by the enemy, they have 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 you can eat tomorrow depends on today's battle!"
Xiaohuan's voice is like the morning bell, awakening everyone's fighting spirit.
As the knights' team gradually approached, the villagers began to prepare nervously.
Zhao Han and Xiao Huan quickly organized everyone, divided them into several groups, and stood in a line of defense.
They armed themselves with wooden sticks, farm tools and simple weapons. Although the equipment was simple, everyone had an unyielding fighting spirit burning in their hearts.
"Come on, get ready to greet them!" Zhao Han shouted loudly, holding a thick wooden stick in his hand and praying secretly in his heart.
The Lord Knight was riding on a tall war horse, looking down at the group of villagers, with a mocking smile on his lips.
"You countrymen, how dare you resist my order? 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, although her voice was weak, it was full of determination.
The knight's face changed slightly, obviously he didn't expect these villagers to be so brave.
He thought he would just scare these people to the ground, kneel down and beg for mercy.
Now it seems that a few conscripted militiamen must die.
He also wants to provide a little pension, hoping that there will be enough food, women and children in the village, and after selling them, he can make up for his losses during this expedition.
He waved his hand, and his three subordinate cavalrymen began to charge forward.
The sound of the horse's hooves was as shocking as thunder, charging straight at him with ruthless momentum.
In the eyes of the villagers, that's it.
Although there were only three people, it was the first time that the villagers saw the charge of the tall horse.
