Early in the morning, the crow crows in their cages. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info they flap their wings and jump around.

Sam yawned, rubbed his eyes, put on his linen shirt, and struggled to get up. He grabbed a handful of corn and threw it into the cage, and the crows fought for food, making a screeching cry.

"Dolly, hey, Dolly, come. Sam stretched out his palm and said to the larger crow. The white crow jumped, looked at Sam with small eyes, and cried sharply, "Corn." ”

"Well, the corn is here. Sam smiled as he pointed to the corn kernels on his left palm with his right hand. Dolly pecked at his hand and swallowed the kernels.

Sam finished feeding the crows and opened the book on the table again. This parchment with a broken cover is written about the birth of the Giants and the Great Wall, but unfortunately most of the book is written in ancient language, and he can't read it.

"Trees, fertile soil. Sam pressed his index finger to the book as he tried to translate, but he was distracted by large passages of unfamiliar words and ancient embellishments.

"Corn. Dolly wiped his beak from the edge of the cage and screamed.

Sam grabbed his hair and let out a long breath. Since Hartman became captain, he sent the crow into Sam's apartment. Sam couldn't imagine how Captain Aldington could work to the noise of crows.

Hunger and irritability forced him to give up translating the book written in the ancient language. He bolted the door to the long hall and went to eat.

There were more than 10 people in the long hall, and most of them had gloomy faces. They were all novice rangers, and one by one they hung up their colors on the practice field. Their eyes were glazed, and their faces were not very good.

Since receiving William's letter, Hartmann has stepped up his training for the Rangers. Ma Long's temper was already hot, and he threw a whip at the trainee if he was slightly dissatisfied. For almost a month, the number of injuries during training has been increasing.

Sam asked for a bowl of sweet beans, a roasted onion roll, a plate of fruit salad, two slices of bread, a piece of bacon, and a bowl of potato soup. This week, Aspen is in charge of cooking, and his cooking skills are getting better and better, and Sam considers whether he should make Aspen a full-time chef.

"Sam, damn it, you're pale. Lange sat down next to Sam, and he asked for two large pieces of rye bread, a piece of bacon, and pea soup.

"Nothing, I'm much luckier than those people. Sam lifted his chin and pointed at the frustrated novices.

Lange grabbed the rye bread, tore off a slice, stuffed it into his mouth, and said, "Heipi went to all parts of the province to recruit new people, and see what he recruited, one batch is not as good as one batch." The last group was full of farmers, the bravest ones were driven away by wild boars with forks, and this group was simply thieves and rapists, a bunch of scum. ”

Sam looked at the group of people in the corner, some of them with fierce faces, some with sinister eyes. None of them are good. The black skin may have gone to prison to recruit people.

"It's good to be able to recruit people. Once they swore to become Rangers, the past was not to blame. The Black Skins must have promised that these people didn't want to be tricked into having their fingers cut off and their heads cut off. Sam picked up a potato slice with a spoon and whispered.

Lange smiled: "Well said, I was tricked in." Hartman was eager to train them into sophisticated rangers in a week, and Marlon took a whip and trained them like circus beasts. As a result, most of them hung up the lottery, and those who escaped were caught and beheaded. ”

Sam ate the fruit salad in his hand, wiped his mouth, and said, "I heard that Marlon executed another deserter yesterday. I'm so worried he's killing them all. ”

"When Captain Aldington was around, he would never treat a newcomer like that. Grant is also very strict, but he also treats novices as human beings when he trains. Lange whispered, eating the rye bread and taking the pea soup.

"Time is of the essence. Our advance team was almost all veterans, and as a result, the whole army was wiped out. Sam said bitterly, "We are short of men, Lange, and once the giants attack the Wall, we will all have to die, and the empire will be finished." Hartman knows this. ”

"You are truly great, Great Wall of the Empire. Lange scoffed, slicing the bacon open, "You're on Hartmann's side now?"

Sam shook his head bitterly and replied, "We don't have a choice. The Colossus Tower contained rangers, craftsmen who built the Great Wall and repaired weapons, and clerks who were responsible for plowing the land, sewing clothes, and tending to the horses. When Aldington set out, he took a quarter of the Rangers with him, many of them veterans. I'm afraid that only Hartman and the others can lead the battle now. ”

"Is there a reply to the letter you sent?" Lange said as he finished the last bit of soup and wiped his mouth.

Sam sighed and replied, "I wrote to the Prime Minister, the Commander of the Military Department, and the Academy of Magic, and no one replied to me. ”

Lange snorted and said, "All of your white crows have been raised for nothing. Maybe fly out and slip away. ”

Sam burped after eating the roasted onion roll and replied, "No, the crows are strong and smart. They must have brought the letter to it. ”

"The big guys only care about power and women. Lange kicked Sam's foot, grabbed his fork, and stood up, "We're still on our own." ”

Sam looked up and saw three men walking in front of him, all with fresh faces.

A scar-faced man stabbed at Lange without saying a word, the object in his hand glowing coldly. Lange dodged sideways, squeezing his opponent's wrist with his left hand and inserting the fork of his right hand into his opponent's eye.

Another man pulled a dagger from his bosom, jumped onto the table, and stabbed Lange in the head from top to bottom with the height of the table. Lange reached out and grabbed his opponent's arm, and the opponent kicked Lange in the jaw, and the tall blacksmith fell to the ground on his back, dragging him back to the ground.

"Run, get out!" Lange shouted, "they rioted!"

For a moment, the people in the long hall were scuffled, and Sam hid under the table and crawled towards the door. He saw a Ranger killed, lying within a hand's range. The chair was knocked over, the plate fell to the floor, and the debris flew and cut his hand. He used his hands and feet together, crawling forward, hitting his head on the edge of the table.

"There's another one down there. A bearded man, sour and sour, laughed and looked at Sam, with a dagger in his hand, and said, "Come out, good boy." ”

Sam climbed out from under the table and stood up with his hands tied behind his back. He saw the hall in shambles, the blacksmith lying in a pool of blood.

"Why? Why did you do that?" Sam screamed, his voice shaking.

The bearded man slapped Sam's face with the tip of his dagger and said viciously, "Your people lied to us, saying that to be a ranger, to eat and drink, to have a place to live, and that the previous sins can be written off." As a result, we were trained like animals. ”

"Tommy, the boy, who was only 16 years old, couldn't stand the abuse, ran away, was caught, and beheaded in public. Another man with a sharp beak tugged at Sam's collar, "We're not kids, we're getting out of this place." As for you, you are our hostage. ”

Those people, there were more than 10 of them, and without saying a word, they took a few rangers, Sam, and Chef Aspen as hostages and dragged them out of the long hall.

When Hartman and Malone heard the news, they arrived with a group of rangers, each with a short sword and a crossbow.

"Don't come here!" yelled the bearded man, "we just want to get out." Open the door and don't try to play tricks, or they'll all die. ”

Hartman raised his left hand, and the Rangers picked up their crossbows.

"Wait a minute, Hartman, they have the Rangers and a couple of officers. Malone stopped.

"No, they all have to die. Hartman roared, "They're going to kidnap the Rangers!

The sharp-mouthed man put a dagger against Sam's chin and screamed, "We can talk, we have 5 of you in our hands, open the gate, give each of us a horse, enough supplies." ”

The crossbow rattled and knocked down three novices.

Beard slashed the neck of a ranger with a dagger, and the poor ranger twitched and fell to the ground, blood seeping to the ground.

"Come, do you want to pay for your life?" cried out the beard, waving his hands, "we murderers, thieves, rapists, farmers, all lowly lives. Can you afford to trade a few Rangers' lives?"

Marlon stopped the Rangers' second crossbow shot, shouting, "Yes, you have to talk." Horses and supplies, just as many. Open the door. ”

These are Ranger horses, and they are very valuable. Sam has a new perspective on Malone, who he thought would be grumpy and would choose to trade his life for his life.

The novices who had been recruited by the black skins pulled their horses and rode up.

"Sorry, we have to make sure we leave safely. Beard grabbed Sam's belt, "You can choose one of you to be a hostage, and we can let the others go." ”

"Just him. Malone pointed at Sam and said, "He's the chief of logistics, the biggest official among the people you are hostage." ”

Sam suddenly felt cold from head to toe. Marlon wanted to borrow a knife to kill people, if it weren't for the fact that he wanted to save the other rangers who obeyed Hartman's orders, he probably would have ordered the crossbow to shoot all the people in front of him into a sieve.

"Good. Bearded grabbed Sam's belt in satisfaction, "You get on the horse with me." He motioned for the others to let go of the Rangers who had been held hostage.

Don't, it's a trap. Before Sam's words could reach his lips, the crossbow on the opposite side shot arrows. The horses ran in panic, and quite a few novices were shot.

Bearded shoved Sam forward and rode his horse to the gate. The other novices scrambled to the gate.

Sam fell to the ground in horror.

At this time, a small group of people appeared at the gate. One of them had a huge palm as long as a gelding's face.

"O Seven Gods!" the bearded exclaimed, pulling the horse. The newbies all had stunned expressions.

"Shoot them!" Hartman waved his hand, and the crossbow flew away.

"Captain Aldington!" Sam heard Fat William scream.

When the Rangers stop shooting, Sam sees the men: Fat William, Jonathan, Eddard, and Aldington, the "Jungle Ranger" lying in a pool of blood.