A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

This kind of fighting power was already quite strong. Even if the caravan really put up a fight, he was confident that he could capture them.

The terrain of this mountainous area is quite flat.

This group of people dressed as bandits were rapidly approaching the caravan, and the outlines of some vehicles could be seen in the distance ahead.

"Right up ahead, everyone, pay attention! Those people are the family members of the rebels, and we must capture them alive. Don't stop until we catch them. Anyone who steals goods or money and interferes with our plans will be severely punished! When we return, the Earl will reward you handsomely!"

The leader gave the final order.

"Yes, sir!" everyone responded.

At this moment, a figure wearing a cross robe suddenly appeared on the hillside ahead.

The man looked at the dozen or so big men rushing towards him in astonishment, and immediately put his hand on the hilt of his sword.

In an instant, the two sides faced each other.

"Hey, isn't this the captain?!" Thomas looked at the man in front of him with some surprise.

This person was none other than the captain who had once been stationed in the same town with him, a subordinate of Count Jaromil.

At the beginning, Thomas followed Otto and stayed in the small town with the captain for quite a while. They did nothing together every day, drinking and bragging. It was a very beautiful memory.

Thomas didn't remember the captain's full name, so he followed everyone else's lead and called him "Captain."

I had borrowed a musket from him before.

Chapter 92: Time has passed 2

"You've got the wrong person!" The captain subconsciously retorted when he was recognized.

This operation cannot be made public, that's why they all have to dress up as bandits.

You can't even bring good weapons and armor.

"It's me, Thomas. We were drinking together in town..." Thomas said. He stared at the other man for a long time. "Captain, are you... becoming a bandit?"

Fuck him! The captain cursed.

When I meet someone I know, I can’t keep it a secret anymore.

It's like the stage has collapsed in half before the show even begins.

The group looked at each other, no one moving. No one knew how this play was going to go on.

The captain was also angry and embarrassed and stopped talking.

"Forget it. Although I don't know how you got here, since we've met, then..." He raised the sword in his hand and pointed it at Thomas.

"Even if you're unlucky!"

"Wait, Captain, are you going to... fight me?" Thomas looked at the other party and the people behind him in surprise.

Regardless of whether the other party has become a bandit or not, there is no need to target you.

He really didn't want to fight with these people. There was no need for them to fight to the death.

Well, of course, this is a bit embarrassing. The other party must be trying to rob this caravan. And they probably don't want to be recognized.

"I remember you, your name is Thomas, right? You are also in cahoots with Rostislav!" The captain snorted coldly.

"Are you... here to see Coach Rostislav?"

Rostislav is just an ordinary Russian, a mercenary by birth, and now a knight in a monastery. He will probably spend the rest of his life in the monastery... What's so good about targeting such a person?

Unless... it was this "private matter", that is, the dozen or so elderly, weak, women and children traveling together in the car.

In other words, is there something wrong with the identities of these people?

But no matter what problems there were with his identity, he couldn't be a wanted criminal. If he was, then the other party wouldn't need to be so secretive and could just come and arrest him openly.

"Rostislav is with his family of rebels. By order of the Count, anyone who associates with Rostislav will be arrested!"

Thomas began to understand. It was indeed that group of people who were the problem.

I just don't know where Rostislav found these people.

Was he innocently involved, or was he truly implicated?

"Captain, we've known each other for a while now... If you have anything to say, we can sit down and talk it over," Thomas said helplessly. "I guarantee there must be some misunderstanding... Coach Rostislav couldn't possibly have anything to do with the rebellion."

"Don't play dumb!" There was no time to waste with Thomas.

What misunderstanding is this?! If there is any misunderstanding, we will find out after we arrest the person and interrogate him!

"Forget it. If you want to blame someone, blame your bad luck." The captain stopped talking nonsense and waved his hand.

Anyway, it seems that Thomas and Rostislav are in the same group. Since they are together, they must have killed the wrong person and not let him go.

Even if Thomas was unaware of the rebellion, he was still an accomplice.

The two people on the side have come over and taken action.

Thomas drew his sword, but only took a defensive stance and did not actively attack, preventing the two men from getting close for a while.

Although I don’t know the details, but…I guess he was involved in this matter.

"Huh? Your swordsmanship is quite good. It seems that you have improved a lot after not seeing you for a year or two." The captain looked surprised.

He remembered that Thomas was only at the apprentice level, but he didn't expect that he could hold his own against two people at once.

Of course, from another perspective, it was because he only defended and did not attack, and he retreated step by step.

But there was no time.

He held out his hand and gestured.

The men around him understood and raised their bows and arrows while Thomas' attention was drawn to the two opponents in front of him.

This is his trump card, a sharpshooter.

Don't underestimate the bow and arrow. With the cover of your companions, the bow and arrow is invincible.

For example, right now.

There was a sound of bowstring snapping, and with a whoosh, the arrow hit Thomas' waist and ribs.

If he was hit by this arrow, he would be seriously injured if not killed.

Even a talented swordsman will immediately become a weakling.

This is the flaw of the human body - the human body is too fragile and can hardly withstand any damage.

The flesh and blood are bitter and weak!

Thomas froze there, then reached out to touch the arrow that had pierced his body.

A sigh was heard instantly.

"Hey... Captain, I really don't want to... Why do you have to do this?"

However, sharp-eyed people immediately noticed that the arrow did not penetrate deep into Thomas's ribs.

It didn't penetrate into the internal organs - this meant that the opponent was wearing close-fitting soft armor under the cross robe.

The armor-piercing ability of bows and arrows is not as good as that of crossbows and muskets.

Thomas's gaze suddenly grew hard and stern. This wasn't an acquaintance, but an enemy.

"Go to hell!" the captain snorted coldly.

The other party was wearing armor, but he was not afraid because the other party could not break through.

Thomas faced two enemies. He could defeat either of them in ten moves in a one-on-one duel, but if he fought both of them together, he would need thirty or forty moves to defeat them.

But if you add an archer in the back, then the calculation is completely different because you have to devote some of your attention to the archer.

Even though there is armor on the body, there is none on the limbs, neck, and head.

Thomas was facing not just three people, there were more people who just hadn't taken action yet.

So don't underestimate the core fighters. In the eyes of these real professional soldiers, they are nothing! More than ten people can surround and kill you!

"Go!" The captain had lost all patience and wanted to end it quickly. He urged his men to take action.

The archer methodically drew out the second arrow and was about to put the bowstring on when he unexpectedly saw a stunned scene.

Thomas now had a short-barreled musket in his hand, and the muzzle was pointed at him. This was the last scene he saw.

Then he heard a gunshot.

That was the last sound he heard.

Thomas rushed forward, but the enemy in front of him panicked and instinctively retreated, forgetting that they had to cover and support their comrades.

Before he could come to his senses, his comrade had been killed by Thomas's sword.

In his fear and panic, he forgot what he was supposed to do, and Thomas had already left him and rushed towards the captain.

A sword was swung out.

The captain was surprised at why Thomas had swung the sword outside the range of the longsword, but the next moment he felt a chill on his neck. He touched his neck with a trembling face, his face full of disbelief.

There was already a huge wound there, and blood was gushing out.

Qi-raising slash?

Thomas's voice drifted from the side. "Captain, we only have one life... why waste it?"

He fell to the ground, bleeding profusely, his body weakened by the blood loss, unable to move. But screams continued to echo in his ears.

He reluctantly turned his head, and the last thing he saw was that his subordinates were unable to form a formation in the woods and had to fight on their own.

Thomas easily harvested lives one by one.

Chapter 93 A New Beginning

The fight in the forest was bloody but short.

Thomas drew his sword from the last twitching corpse.

The blade of the long sword was already covered in blood, and no matter how many times he shook or wiped it, it wouldn't be cleaned.

This wasn't the first time he'd killed someone, but it was someone he hadn't expected.

When it comes to murder, once it happens for the first time, there will always be a second time, a third time... or even more.

And once he starts killing, he must kill everyone present.

Otherwise there will be more trouble.

The huge difference in speed and physical ability made it easy for him to do this.

It was difficult to run in the woods, so his agility was extremely useful. He was much faster than these enemies.

Thomas pulled the arrow from his body—the tip was lodged in his mail.

The chain mail had a broken buckle, which didn't require repair, but the gap in the tunic was a bit of a bother.

Standing in the woods, Thomas looked around and began to think about what to do next.

Thomas is no longer as panicked as he was at the beginning. He now has the time to think calmly and sum up his experience.

Aside from a three-man team fight at the beginning, the rest of the battle was unremarkable. It was basically just a chase.

From the beginning to the end, because of his excellent body movement and speed, it was a one-on-one contest.

Not only were these people unable to form an effective encirclement in the forest, but they also panicked in one-on-one fights. Originally, based on their strength, each of them could easily withstand ten moves from Thomas, but in their panic, they were basically knocked down in the first encounter.

Some were simply chased down from behind and chopped down while fleeing, not even a fight.

No wonder they say to catch the thief first.

Because if the leader is killed, it will have a huge impact on morale. Even if you have the strength, you can't use it in fear.

There was nothing to be gained from these corpses. Perhaps it was because they knew what they were going to do beforehand, so they didn't bring any money with them.

The swords were difficult to deal with. All Thomas could do was gather them up and hide them in one place. He dragged the bodies together and gathered them in another place, barely covering them with rocks.

These bodies can't be hidden for too long. They will probably be discovered within a day or two.

But it will take another three to five days to confirm the identity.

In three to five days, Thomas estimated that he would have left Litoměřice County.