"No, we have to keep to our posts. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" The officer replied with a helpless expression.

"Hey, don't do that, think about what the king and the group of high-ranking generals are doing now, they may be lying in bed with a beautiful woman in their arms, maybe they are tasting the best wine in the whole world, how enjoyable...... And they have commanded you to guard the gates of the city in such cold weather, are you willing?"

Hearing this, Duke Tukman and Drupp pouted in unison, these words are not good, but it is true, senior generals always like to enjoy life while putting the most demanding demands on the lower officers and soldiers.

"Alas, but we must obey orders. The officer bowed his brow wryly and shook his head sheepishly.

"Don't worry, let's not talk about it, no one will know that you left your post without permission, and besides, it's already past the early hours of the morning, where will anyone go out of the city." Zheng Fei smiled slyly and continued to persuade: "Well, there is a tavern over there, let's go in and sit, there is a warm stove and delicious barbecue, and with my good sherry, what a wonderful life~"

Hearing this, the soldiers defending the city were really moved, but they were still hesitating, because Duke Tukman and General Drupp were there.

It was quiet for a while.

Drupp turned his head to look at the poor group of soldiers, and couldn't help but feel a little sympathy, and cleared his throat and sighed: "It's already early in the morning, and no one will go out of the city, this ghost weather is really cold... Alright soldiers, I allow you to go and drink some wine to warm up, but you must be back within an hour. ”

After a moment of silence, the soldiers collectively clapped their hands and cheered, as if they had received great good news: "Long live the general!"

"Alright, don't wake up the neighbors, let's go to the tavern. Drup waved his hand.

"General, aren't you going to have a drink?" Zheng Fei asked with a smile.

"No, I have to go home. ”

"It's not something you can drink if you want to. As he spoke, Zheng Fei unscrewed the lid of the wine jug and motioned for him to smell it.

Drupp frowned suspiciously, and the tip of his nose leaned in.

"Oh my God, what a good wine. ”

"I was lucky enough to buy a few of the barrels from a historic winery in southern Europe, and there were only 100 barrels out at the time. ”

"That's a rarity...", a general who loves war and wine, Drupp stared straight at the flask and swallowed unconsciously.

"General, get two cups to try?"

"So... Taste it!" Drupp laughed briskly.

A group of people walked happily towards the tavern, with Zheng Fei and Brad walking at the back.

"You're not trying to sneak the convoy out of town while they're drinking, are you?" asked Brad in a low voice.

"That's impossible, the convoy is thousands of kilometers long, and if it moves, it will be spotted by the group of soldiers. ”

"Then you..."

"Remember what I told you about the Americas, where the natives were adept at using all kinds of herbs and blowing arrows. ”

"Well, when I was in Istanbul, I saw that the natives would put poison on the arrows, blow them out and stab people in the neck, and they could kill each other silently...... You're not going to kill all these soldiers, are you?"

"There is no need, there is a kind of medicine used by the natives that can paralyze people's nerves, and after drinking it, it will make people fall asleep for a short time. ”

"I see~" Brad smiled knowingly and looked ahead.

Soon came to a tavern, the owner was the first time to receive a big man of the level of the Duke General, his face was full of smirk, and his head was hot, and he put down his arrogance and said that everything was free.

So the soldiers were not polite, ordered a lot of delicacies such as roast goose and roast beef, sat down at the table with swagger, and sang songs that livened up the atmosphere.

When the delicious food was served, they began to shout again: "Where is the wine, where is the wine?"

Zheng Fei glanced at the brown bear hunter, who added the potion to a barrel of wine and stirred it well, then came in with the barrel and poured wine for everyone one by one, and finally poured it for Zheng Fei Bullard and Duke Tuckerman, he pretended that the barrel was empty, and went out to carry another barrel.

"Wow, I've never drunk such a fragrant wine in my life!

And just like that, more than ten minutes passed.

Under the astonished gaze of the tavern owner and his fellows, the soldiers fell asleep on their tables one after another, snoring loudly.

"These people... I got drunk just a little bit, what a waste of my delicious roast goose. The boss frowned distressedly.

Drup, who had the strongest resistance, was still awake, and he felt suddenly dizzy, shaking his head and pinching his eyebrows, and his eyes were dizzy.

"What's going on... Is it easy to get drunk with good wine?" he said, dazed, looking at his old friend Tukman in front of him.

Suddenly, a trace of sharp vigilance flashed in his misty eyes.

Why was Tukman okay with the two smugglers? Could it be that there was something wrong with the wine? But he didn't understand why Tukman was persecuting him?

Is it just for the sake of smooth smuggling? No, with what he knows about Tukmman, the other party will never take such a risk, because once he does, there is no going back.

Thinking of this, he struggled to stand up with his weak body, staring at Tukman in disbelief.

"Why—" His tone was very weak, and his eyelids couldn't stop drooping.

"I'm sorry, Drup. Tukman hung his head, not daring to look at him.

"Why do you say that?"

"I've done something I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for Denmark. Tukman stood up and bowed sincerely.

"What the hell are you trying to do?!" Drupp drank, his body swaying, as Tukman and the smuggler were about to leave the tavern.

For a moment, he remembered that Tukman had received orders from the king to transport the stockpile of gunpowder to the naval port. Could it be that the car was full of gunpowder?!

Even in such a delirious situation, he could understand how serious the problem was, and if it was not done well, it would affect the progress of the entire expedition plan! No matter how brave the cavalry was, it would first rely on the navy and artillery to open the way, and if there was no gunpowder, the artillery would be completely useless!

Thinking of this, without a moment's hesitation, he pulled out the musket at his waist and aimed at the figure that had turned from three to six by feeling.

Even if it misses, the sound of gunfire will alert the military camps stationed in the vicinity. He thought so and took a deep breath.

Sou!

Just before the shot, he felt a sharp pain in his throat, and after that, he suddenly lost consciousness and fell defenselessly to the ground.

"You killed him!" Tukman stared at Brad in amazement, anger and horror in his eyes.

"He's going to shoot. Brad replied indifferently, shook off the hand that had just thrown the throwing knife, closed his eyes and confessed.

Tukman clenched his fists and thumped himself hard, running to Drup's side, crouching down in grief to stare at the familiar face.

Long.

"I'm sorry, Drup. He muttered softly.

"Alright, it's irreparable, now get out of here and out of town. (To be continued.) )