The camp was attacked twice in succession, dealing a near-fatal blow to Joseph. If you say that the first time is just a bad time, but in fact, most of them are just the loss of some materials, and there is not much loss of personnel.

But the next second time was really nerve-wracking. The charge of tens of thousands of Mongolian iron cavalry caused the newly assembled corps to be suddenly destroyed and turned into ashes. Without the long-range support of firearms, the natural disadvantage of riding on foot is infinitely magnified, which can be called a catastrophe.

Under this blow, Joseph almost didn't go crazy on the spot. The whole person was groggy, if it weren't for Curry's cleverness and sneaking him away by force, he would have turned into a corpse at this moment. No, maybe not even the corpse exists. The Tatars were beasts, laughing wildly and wielding scimitars, not sparing even corpses until they were completely reduced to a mass of flesh.

Curry himself was injured, and he also grabbed a horse, but let him ride it, but he was only leading in front, walking in the ice and snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow. In the end, he couldn't hold on, and not long after he woke up, he completely collapsed. Infection and high fever made this curly-haired child unable to resist it any longer, and the fire of life was lost all the time.

So the road behind became Curry lying on the horse, and Joseph leading the horse, which happened to be the opposite of before.

Joseph did not complain at all, his heart was full of gratitude and pity. This somewhat clumsy and wooden squire interprets loyalty with his own life. He swore that from this day on, he would treat Curry as a brother, and he prayed to Heaven to bless him and not take his brother's life.

From Curry, who occasionally comes to his senses, he already knows where the two of them are. Curry planned to take him to his childhood friend, Moritz, who was only forty or fifty miles away from Moritz's North Camp.

If you go faster, you can reach it in a day at most. As long as he gets to the North Camp, Curry will be saved. Joseph thought of Moritz, his heart was warm and ashamed, but he finally cheered up again. Even if it's not for revenge, you have to think about Curry.

However, as the saying goes, blessings and disasters do not go alone. What he never expected was that he was caught up by a group of routs on the way. At this moment, the real tragedy of the two has begun.

The soldiers who were originally dissatisfied with him, coupled with two successive defeats, made almost no soldier in the East Battalion treat him. When he found out that these two people were actually his original high-ranking army commanders, the resentment that had accumulated for a long time completely exploded.

Curry's horse was the first to be snatched away, and Joseph had to carry his squire on his back. The food and water on his body were also taken away, and he could only get a small amount at a time, not even enough for two mouthfuls. Joseph could only save his rations for Curry as much as he could, and this loyal child became less and less, and there was less and less time to be sober.

This group of routs had a different goal than they had set out, and they were completely dizzy and running around, and some of them even thought that they would climb over the mountains and return to Moscow.

The fact that Beidaying is not far away, these people also know it. But they did not dare to go, because they were afraid that they would not be trusted, and that they would not be able to enter even if they got there, and because they were afraid that they would be treated as deserters. If you are directly beaten to death, the most terrible thing is to be convicted of becoming a slave, then it is really worse than death, and there will never be a day.

Therefore, they would rather risk crossing through this wilderness than go to the northern camp. But for Joseph, this was not good. Not to mention his own fate, Curry's physical condition alone cannot be delayed any longer.

So, in the end, he stood up and claimed that he could use his position as the commander of the regiment to take all the blame and ensure that everyone could enter the North Day Camp and get good treatment in exchange for the decision to turn around and go to the North North Camp. At the same time, they had to give Curry the necessary care first, at least not withhold food and water from them, and return their horses to themselves for Curry's transportation.

A final agreement was reached, but the latter request was denied. The routs feared that they would take advantage of the opportunity to get rid of them if they had horses. Therefore, it was only promised that the issue of horses would be considered after arriving near the North Daying.

In this way, it took more than a day for the group to finally arrive at the camp in Beida, and there was a scene of Joseph begging for horses.

Everyone began to imagine the good life of a warm house, a hot meal, and a hot bath after entering the camp. Joseph secretly sneered in his heart, and waited, when he actually entered the camp, he would make these bastards pay enough to let them know the consequences of offending a nobleman.

Warm room, hearty food, hehe, just dream!

The team moved forward in a noisy, and the leader of the rout was called Path. If Su Mo was here, he would definitely despise him deeply. Doesn't the word Paz mean out of the game in English?

But it is a pity that Paz obviously did not have this kind of awareness, and seeing that he had really arrived at the North Camp, his mind also became active, and he took the initiative to give Joseph a military salute from his subordinates to his superiors, and hinted that Joseph would give him a necessary official position. Like, the adjutant of the corps or something.

Joseph held back the anger and contempt in his heart, and nodded silently. Before he was fully safe, he could only make a fool of himself.

A long dragon of fire appeared in front of them, and someone shouted loudly to stop and march here, and promised not to move. Otherwise, they will be considered an attacker and killed.

The routs were nervous, but they finally came to their senses, and they all looked at Paz and Joseph.

Path's eyes narrowed slightly, and he rushed to Curry's side on horseback in a few steps, staring at Joseph's face with a look that seemed to be a smile.

Joseph had a secret hatred in his heart, but his face was silent, he nodded indifferently, turned around and shouted loudly at the other side, indicating his identity.

The patrol on the opposite side was obviously taken aback, they never expected that on this dark and rumbling night, the patrol that had been attracted by the howl of wolves would actually meet a regimental commander of the principality.

Especially after hearing Joseph's self-report, it felt even more incredible. A group of defeated soldiers from the Eastern Battalion had just come to the camp, and even the commander of the opposing regiment had come at this time, could it be that the entire Eastern Battalion had already had a tacit understanding and said that they would all flee to one place? This is really very strange. After all, compared to the main camp of the Chinese army, which is closer to the East Camp, the North Camp is not the best choice.

But after all, they are just ordinary soldiers, and these questions are not for them to think about. No matter how much you have heard of the nest of the commander of the Eastern Battalion, no matter how much you despise him, you can't show it on the surface. Otherwise, the law in the army can teach them how to behave in minutes.

"Please lay down your arms and restrain your soldiers to be quiet. Your Excellency, we can't make a judgment, we can only allow you to go back with us alone, and the rest of the matter must be decided by our legion commander, and please understand. The Master Chief on the other side replied.

Joseph replied in understanding, and turned back to look at Paz calmly. There was a slight commotion among the routs, and then they all looked at Path.

Paz is also entangled, and it will not work if he does not agree to this situation. But if they agreed, once this Joseph was gone and left alone, then they would have no place to cry.

Thinking so, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed, and he nodded without smiling, indicating that he could. On the other hand, he quietly supported Curry, who was still unconscious, and untied a short blade with his backhand and held it in his hand, his eyes sparkling.

Joseph's face changed, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he only took a deep breath, just glanced at Paz gloomily, and then turned and strode forward.

Paz squinted at his distant back, and suddenly felt a panic in his heart, as if something bad was about to happen. But this thought was only fleeting, and he quickly suppressed it, unwilling to think about it again.

He made up his mind that as long as he didn't leave this sick man lying on horseback, with the importance that guy valued this person, he shouldn't dare to play tricks. Otherwise, it's a big deal to shoot two and two to break up, and no one should think about it.

Thinking about it like this, his face couldn't help but show a hideous look. Most of the low-level soldiers in the Russian army are villains and outlaws who are not afraid of death, plus a small number of unemployed. If you go out and play with your life or something, who is afraid of whom?

Joseph did not bother to ponder Paz's thoughts at the moment, and he was soon led into the camp by the patrolmen. When he finally came to the Zhongjun tent and saw the figure standing outside the door with a smile, he could no longer hold back the depression and grievances in his heart, and rushed over with a shout, hugging Moritz tightly.

"Oh, dear little Arthur, what's the matter? Don't worry, don't worry, everything will pass, everything will be fine. Come, my brother, I have prepared the best food and the strongest wine, and I think you need them now, don't you?"

Moritz hugged him for a while, then gently pushed him away, looked him up and down a few times, and said with a smile, but a cold coldness flashed in his eyes.

His own brother was being bullied, and he was sure of that. Damn it, then, get ready for his wrath. But first, he had to appease his poor brother first.

"No, no, no, listen to me, Moritz, you have to help me. Yes, right now, I need your help more than food and wine. Curry, do you remember Curry, he's dying, I'm going to save him, he won't last long, you're going to help me, right, my friend. Joseph exclaimed excitedly.

Moritz was slightly stunned, tilted his head and thought for a moment, and said with a smile: "Hmm, is it the little confused man with curly hair? Ha, of course I remember." Oh, don't excite Joseph, I said, everything will be fine. Little Curry will be fine too, don't worry. Okay, you say, what do you need me to do for you?"

"Curry was hurt, very badly, and now he had a high fever again, right outside. He and I were held hostage by a group of rebels, and Curry is still in their hands. He couldn't hold on any longer, he was going to die, he was going to die, you know? He saved me, without him, I couldn't be standing in front of you right now, oh my God, help me, Moritz, I need your help, I'm going to save him......" Joseph said incoherently. The experience of the past two days has completely tortured him to the limit.

"Rebels?!" Moritz was stunned, his face becoming solemn. At this moment, almost subconsciously, the face of Olisses suddenly flashed in his mind. It was almost a conditioned reflex, and he felt compelled to confirm with Joseph the details of the guy who had given him an indescribable feeling.