Rifle charge in Ark, but without a mount

His companions, fellow bounty hunters, had now become a bloody mess, piling up to the side with faint gasps. A pair of black iron boots appeared in front of him, made of metal armor plates that overlapped and spliced ​​each other to create these sharp-edged, ingeniously constructed iron boots.

Such a pair of iron boots, even if the materials used are poor, can be sold for a large sum of money in the market due to its exquisite craftsmanship. This is what he thought just 12 seconds ago. At that time, he had really planned where to sell this set of armor to get the most profit.

Now he realized how stupid his idea was. Although they were despised as hyenas chasing after money, the beasts at least knew how to judge the situation, but they all died here because of their stupidity.

A hand grabbed his head, and the five fingers seemed to press into his skull, causing him to scream. The sound was extremely harsh in this quiet mountain village. The other party grabbed his head with one hand and lifted him up from the ground, just like lifting a powerless kitten.

"Bounty hunter, I have no prejudice against your lifestyle. But even people like you should know that you can't let greed without limits take over everything. Since you attacked me just now, it proves that you are gambling your life on it, using your life to gamble with mine, right?"

He wanted to explain something, wanted to beg for mercy, but his teeth were clashing fiercely and he couldn't utter a word. Like a lamb caught by a lion or tiger, he was stiff and could only wait to die.

"Then it's a shame, you lost the bet, and your lives are no longer your own."

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

He felt extreme pain on his head, and the other party's palm increased its strength again, sinking directly into his skull. Before his consciousness completely fell into darkness, he only heard a crisp snapping sound.

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He threw the bodies in his hands on the ground. Some of the bloody bounty hunters on the ground were still alive, but they were seriously injured. Claude had his limbs broken. These guys were unscrupulous for profit. He stood at a distance and listened for a while, and he understood what was going on. If no one interfered with their behavior, this village would be destroyed by them sooner or later, because the more they couldn't find the treasure, the crazier they would be, and they would not hesitate to use massacres to force the villagers.

Heavy footsteps were heard from the corner of the street. Da Xiong was wiping the blood-stained sword in his hand with a piece of cloth. A figure also jumped down from the house next to him swiftly and loosened the string of the crossbow in his hand. In his hand, he held a crossbow arrow, which was covered with blood-red liquid.

"Sir, according to your orders, all the bounty hunters who came to reinforce have been dealt with."

Claude took two steps forward and stretched out his hand to tear off the hemp rope that bound the girl's hands. The girl had been tied up for too long and could not stand steadily on the ground. Claude stretched out his hand to support her shoulders.

The girl shuddered subconsciously, just like being stung by a wasp, but she soon realized that her behavior was very rude, so she stood up immediately. After hesitating for a while, she asked Claude in a very cautious tone.

"Excuse me, are you the Knight? Did you come to help us because you saw the letter asking for help from our village?"

"I am considered a knight, but I have not received your letter for help. Please do not worry. Since I have seen such evil deeds here, I will not ignore it."

The girl's face suddenly showed joy, but it was quickly diluted by a sense of worry.

"Will you collect taxes from us after you help us? Can you give us some grace? All the money in Dishui Village has been robbed, and we can't pay taxes for the time being..."

Claude found this interesting. He bent down slightly to make his helmet level with the other person's face. He asked with a hint of a smile.

"Why should I collect taxes from you? Even if I saved you, do knights have the right to collect taxes? Isn't it the unified taxation agency of the state that collects taxes?"

The girl lowered her head timidly, but still answered Claude's question.

"I heard it from my grandparents. They said that the previous knights would collect money every time they defeated bandits, and sometimes they would even collect taxes for a long time, so..."

“Ha, ha, hahahaha!!!!!!”

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The black knight in front of him suddenly laughed for no apparent reason, as if something was very funny. His two companions beside him kept their faces serious, looking around carefully, and they looked very well-trained.

"Okay, miss, don't worry. I won't charge you any fees. After all, I helped you on a whim just to satisfy my personal honor. There is no reason for me to charge the victim again. And I promise you..."

The black knight suddenly became serious. He took off his helmet, revealing his face shining in the sun.

"I assure you, young lady, this country will soon change. No one will plunder your property or threaten your life in broad daylight, and no protectors will charge you extra money. This country will become better and better in the near future."

Claude in the sunshine, his voice is so convincing, even if what he said is so unrealistic and unfounded, but people still can't help but want to believe it, just like wanting to indulge in a beautiful dream, intoxicated by the glittering future he described.

Casimir's New Chapter: Chapter 132 The Little Policeman and the Little Village Chief

"What's your name, miss?"

"My name is Coco, and I'm the village chief. Sir Knight, you can just call me Coco."

"And the kid over there, no need to hide. I've seen you, come out too."

Hearing Claude's words, Krol looked around in surprise, and a petite Kuranta girl stood out from the pile of firewood next to her. She scratched her head a little embarrassedly, holding a pistol in her hand, she climbed over the pile of firewood and jumped in front of Claude nimbly.

"Mr. Knight, how did you find me? I thought I was hiding well and didn't make any noise."

The boyish girl frowned her heroic eyebrows and stared at Claude with great curiosity.

"A pile of firewood can't grow ears. Next time you want to hide, remember to lie lower and don't let your ears show."

Claude's words made her scratch her head in embarrassment, and even the ears next to the police hat on her head began to tremble, showing the correctness of Claude's words.

"You were going to save this lady, right? But I had already done everything before you, so it was a bit awkward, right?"

"Sir, you are right. I came here because I received a commission from this village and I also wanted to take a look at my parents' hometown. I didn't expect the situation here to be so serious... By the way, I am so sorry that I haven't told you my name for such a long time. My name is Grani, and I am a mounted police officer in Victoria."

"Is it the Knight-Sir of Victoria?"

"No, that's not it! We are mounted police, not knights. We are just a profession, not those powerful knights and nobles!"

Hearing Carol's curious question, Grani hurriedly explained.

The two were close in age and both had gentle personalities. After a few words, they soon became familiar with each other. They became close at a very fast speed, which made Claude sigh at the peculiar interpersonal relationships of women.

Seeing the two of them still talking, Claude suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten something, and then immediately realized that he came to this village to buy food. The others were still waiting for the rice to be cooked, and the water was probably about to run out.

"Okay, Miss Carol, I need a lot of food. Can I buy it from you? If I can get some meat, that would be great. I have Casimir's gold coins here, and I can use them to pay."

"You are too polite, Lord Claude. You just saved our village. We still have a lot of food here. Although those bounty hunters took away the village's winter food in order to force us to tell them the whereabouts of the treasure, what they don't know is that we actually hid enough food for the winter, and there is still a lot left. We slaughtered an animal a month ago, and we still have a lot of smoked meat to give you. Please take back the money as our insignificant thanks."

Carol smiled gently and firmly refused Claude's money. Then she walked briskly to a warehouse, opened the door, and walked to the innermost part. She pushed aside the hay on the ground. There was a hidden floor door underneath. She opened the movable door on the floor and found a cellar inside. Carol took a lantern from the box next to her, lit it, and quickly took out some smoked meat and food from it. The amount was enough for them to have a good meal tonight.

Seeing that most of the remaining food was old and some had already gone moldy, Claude insisted on giving her the gold coins. After all, the situation in the village was already very difficult. With this money, they could exchange for some supplies to help them survive. He asked Big Bear to send the food back first. There were still some things he needed to discuss with the little village chief. Although this group of bounty hunters had been dealt with by them, as long as the rumor about the knight's treasure was still circulating outside, there would be a steady stream of bounty hunters coming here.

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The houses in the village were all very dilapidated. Due to the long-term harassment by bounty hunters, the residents did not dare to repair them. After all, if they were damaged again just after they were repaired, wouldn't it be a waste of effort? Maybe they would find a reason to beat them up, and then it would be more trouble than it was worth.

Claude bent down slightly and went in through the short door. As soon as Carol came in, she started to entertain them. Actually, there was nothing to entertain them here. After all, it was a remote village and there wouldn't be any good drinks or anything, so she poured a bowl of water for each of them.

Claude took a sip of water from the bowl and sorted out his thoughts. Then he asked Chloë:

"Ms. Carol, even though we dealt with this group of bounty hunters today, as long as the news of the knight's treasure spreads outside, this village will never have peace. What I did is only a temporary solution, not a permanent one."

"I understand, Mr. Claude. Actually, we have asked the messenger to bring us many commissions before. The content of the commission is to help us find the knight's treasure... Yes, there is indeed a knight's treasure here, and the method to open the treasure is passed down from generation to generation by the village chief of our Dishui Village. But our most fundamental wish is to drive out those bounty hunters. And Mr. Claude, you are right. As long as the news of the treasure is still circulating outside, all the bounty hunters in Casimir will come here, and then our village will have no choice but to be destroyed..."

The room suddenly became quiet. People were all blindly obedient, especially the bounty hunters who were only after profit. Once they heard a rumor, they would go over mountains and across rivers without any hesitation. If there was no proof that the knight's treasure was not here, some fearless guys would come here to cultivate the land meticulously.

"Now that Miss Grani has accepted your commission, we can just take the treasure out directly and make a big show of it. I'm here to protect those guys so they can't do anything. This way, the news that the knight's treasure has been found will spread, and no one should come here to harass you."

Claude tentatively expressed his thoughts, and it seemed that this was a solution at the moment.

"But Mr. Claude, you have to leave eventually. If you leave, how can we protect those treasures? If someone with bad intentions sets his eyes on these treasures, our fate may be even more miserable."

Carol's concerns were very reasonable, but Claude had already thought of a solution.

"If the legendary knight's treasure is really that valuable, then of course you should spend it. Once you spend the money, no one will bother you anymore. The best use of this is of course to hire well-trained mercenaries to protect you. This way, if those guys with bad intentions really want to attack you, they will feel it's not worth it. On the other hand, if the knight's treasure is not that valuable, then those bounty hunters will have no reason or motivation to stay here. Once they spread the news, naturally no one will come here to cause trouble."

"And I happen to know an organization that is very good at this kind of task and is trustworthy. As long as you pay enough, it shouldn't be a problem."

Casimir's New Chapter: Chapter 134: Treasure and Hunter

Claude was gone for a long time, but he didn't come back in person. Only Big Bear came back in time with a big bag of food and bacon, so he didn't miss dinner. Hearing that Claude stayed in the village, several cadres in the camp were a little anxious, but they still waited patiently. Sure enough, Claude came back not long after, and he didn't miss dinner either.

Oatmeal porridge made from smoked meat, dry food, and wheat, with a lot of salt added to make up for the salt lost today. The taste was just edible, but there were no spoiled people here, and everyone finished their portion of food.

When it was getting dark and everyone was sitting around the campfire ready to chat before going to bed, Claude began to talk about his plans.

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"The situation is just as I said. I decided to help this village. It will take some time..."

After Claude finished speaking, he poked the charcoal in the campfire with the stick in his hand to loosen the piled-up wood so that air could circulate and the wood would burn more vigorously.

Ceobe sat blankly beside the campfire, watching the dancing red flames. When she heard the sudden silence around her, she looked around in confusion, apparently not listening at all. Hart snuggled up beside her, but didn't even bother to raise his eyes. She would not question Claude's orders, no matter how absurd and outrageous they were.

Yelena stood up, yawned, and walked towards the armored vehicle, but her voice floated back.

"You'll be busy tomorrow, so go to bed. I'm on duty in the second half of the night, so I'll go to bed first."

The girl's white cape swept across the grass, and her figure quickly disappeared into the darkness behind the vehicle. Faust stood up, saluted Claude seriously, and then returned to his tent. The night gradually enveloped the land of Casimir, plunging the camp into darkness.

In the darkness, some foolish beasts approached here, but the hunters in the dark had already set their sights on them. Tonight, some lucky plants in the forest were destined to be watered with blood. The insects and beasts in the jungle would also get enough food to satisfy their hunger.

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Claude was still holding the wooden stick and poking the charcoal in the campfire. A crossbowman jumped down from the tree and half-knelt in front of him. The polymer camouflage cloak on his body made the crossbowman truly blend into the environment of the woods.

"How many?"

"13 people, all dealt with."

"Go and have a rest, and remember to take your turn on duty."

The crossbowman's masked head tilted slightly downward, then disappeared into the darkness.

Only Claude, Hart and Ceobe were left by the campfire. Amid the crackling sound of burning firewood, the jungle became quiet again, and even the insects did not make any extra sounds.

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When the first rays of sunlight penetrated the mist in the forest and shone on the wet ground, Claude had already opened the door of his tent, threw out Hart who had sneaked in at some point, and pulled down Keobe who was hanging tightly on him.

Xinteleya had come to his side, picked up his armor from the ground next to him, and put it on him very skillfully. He also raised his hands high to avoid being an obstacle. Soon he returned to his normal appearance, put on the cloak next to him, tied the belt around his body, and inserted the buckle of mercy into the iron ring of the belt.

The campfire in the camp had been extinguished and the tents were packed up. Claude turned around and saw 20 soldiers and crossbowmen lined up behind him, and his cadres were already waiting in the center of the camp.

"Leave five people to guard it."

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As the sun rose, smoke began to rise from the village. Even though life was so difficult now, people still had to eat, even though there was only clear soup left in the pot.

The chief of Dishui Village, a petite blonde Kuranta girl, stood at the gate of the village early in the morning with her friend, a Victorian mounted policeman, whom she had just met yesterday, and began waiting for something.

They didn't have to wait too long. A few minutes later, a group of black figures appeared at the edge of the field. The well-trained soldiers marched along the road between the fields, and their leader was the heroic black knight.

"Mr. Claude! Here."

Grani raised his hands and jumped up vigorously to remind himself of their location.

"You two, haven't you eaten yet?"

Claude could tell at a glance that the two of them had not yet had breakfast, and both had a barely noticeable look of fatigue on their faces.

"It's okay, Mr. Claude. The most important thing is to seize the time and get the treasure. I brought some dry food with me so I can eat it on the way."

"Well, let's hurry up and get going. Carol, where exactly is the treasure?"

"We have to reach Mount Talat first. As long as we pass through the forest, we will reach it. The treasure is there. I have the key that has been passed down from generation to generation as the village chief. It can open the treasure."

Just when everyone was about to set off, Claude suddenly stopped and looked at the young village chief.

Claude lowered his head and looked at the other person's tattered shoes, and then looked at the footprints behind her:

"Chloë, your shoes don't have soles anymore, right?"

Carol panicked slightly, grabbed her apron awkwardly, and said sheepishly.

"It's okay. I'm used to it. It won't affect our speed."

Grani next to her also looked very surprised. This cheerful girl squatted down and grabbed Carol's feet, lifting her legs up, revealing the soles of her shoes that were already half damaged.

Claude looked around in distress, and the soldiers behind him had a brief conversation for a while. Soon, Big Bear came out with a piece of leather.

"My lord, this is all."

"It can be used. All right, Grani, use this piece of leather to wrap her feet. It should be able to hold out for a while. I'll help her fix it when we have a break."

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Three hours later, their team had completely penetrated into the jungle. Sunlight was rarely seen in the primeval forest of Casimir. The dense crowns and branches of the trees blocked most of the sunlight, making it easy for all kinds of mushrooms to grow on the dark and humid ground, and of course all kinds of insects were also inevitable.

These bugs were everywhere. If you stepped on them carelessly, a thick yellow mucus would burst out, which was very disgusting. After Yelena stepped on five bugs in a row, she finally couldn't stand it anymore when she saw the disgusting mucus all over her boots. She raised her hand and released a ray of ice mist, which froze a thin layer of ice on the ground on their way forward. The soldiers of the Integration Movement walked on calmly. The well-designed boots had a good anti-slip effect, allowing them to walk freely on them.

To prevent her from falling, Grani held onto Chloë, and Claude reached out and grabbed her arm, allowing the team to maintain a normal pace.

When they entered the depths of the jungle, they had already encountered four or five traps, all of which were extremely vicious and intended to kill people. If it were someone else, they would probably fall into the trap of the bounty hunters, and even if they managed to successfully pass through the woods, they would suffer heavy losses. But for the Reunion fighters who had fought a long guerrilla war on the snowy plains, these traps were crude and could be seen at a glance, just as ridiculous as putting a cake under a basket to trap humans.

They quickly dismantled the traps and took a rest in an open space. In fact, most of them were not tired, but they had to take care of the girl Carol's physical strength. Even though she was supported all the way, the rugged terrain of the forest still exhausted her physical strength.

Everyone took out their dry food and ate it silently, talking to each other in low voices from time to time.

Claude, who was sitting on a piece of bluestone, suddenly noticed something. He looked up at the vine-covered forest opposite. The newcomer had no intention of hiding his tracks. He made a lot of noise, and the sound of trees being chopped and falling to the ground continued. The originally crowded forest was forcibly opened up by the other party.

A woman of short stature emerged from the woods. She was wearing a black hunting suit and holding a greatsword as tall as herself. There was only a cold light in her scarlet eyes, which added a sense of indifference to her fair and pretty face. She looked around the crowd and put her greatsword on her back after she found Korra.

"found it."

A cold female voice echoed among the trees.

Casimir's New Chapter: Chapter 135 Skadi

"found it."