Half a mile north of the garrison camp in Boulder Town, a dozen remnants of bandits did not dare to pursue easily by relying on the dark night of Arte's army, and they had the courage to confront the black-robed soldiers patrolling and guarding Wài Wéi from hundreds of paces.

Guarded by the Tuba men, Art walked out of the camp and came to the place where the two armies confronted.

An arrow away, the middle-aged man holding the torch stared at the camp of Boulder Town not far away for a while to observe the movements of the defenders, and then looked back to see if the remnant bandit brothers behind him had abandoned him, looking very anxious.

Art glanced at Tuba with an inquiring look, Tuba shook his head to indicate that there was nothing unusual around, and then Art took a few steps forward and asked loudly, "I heard that you are looking for me to ransom people?"

When the middle-aged man heard someone on the other side asking, he quickly stepped on his feet and took a look, and replied in a trembling voice: "Master Border Patrol, I want to redeem people." Please don't kill my son, he's just a minion from a young age, and he's only a half-grown child. If you can mercifully spare our Great Chief, I am willing to redeem him at any cost. ”

Art could hear that the leader of the bandits on the other side was really anxious, and this feeling couldn't be pretended, "The big leader of your family has gone to hell." As for your little mongrel, I haven't slaughtered it yet, but that little bastard is very fierce, and I'm afraid he has a lot of blood on his hands. It's not so easy to ransom a thief who does a lot of evil. ”

When the second leader heard that the big leader had been killed, his heart was relieved, and it was slightly easier to redeem a bandit minion than to redeem a robber leader.

"Sir, my son has not been a bandit for a long time, and there is no sin in his hands. We are all hard-working farmers who have been forced to become bandits, and as long as the eldest master spares my son's life, I am willing to promise you anything. ”

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, there was no reply from the other side for a long time, and after waiting for a while, the middle-aged man hurriedly continued to beg and begged: "Master, whether you want money or my life, I am willing, I just ask you to release my son."

There was still no reaction from the other side, but the middle-aged man was really anxious, and fell to his knees with a thud, kowtowed to the opposite side, and pleaded bitterly.

After a long time, a sentence finally came from the other side, "Are you the leader of this gang of thieves?" ”

The middle-aged man kneeling on the ground didn't understand this question for a while, thought for a moment, and replied with a suspicious face: "Yes~~ Yes, sir, I am their second leader."

After answering this strange question, there was a moment of silence on the other side, and then at last an inexplicable sentence came, "In five days you will come here alone with three thousand pfennighs to redeem your son, remember that you are alone, or I will slaughter that little bastard." ”

After hearing this, the middle-aged man hurriedly replied: "Master, in less than five days, I will go back to raise money immediately, and the ransom will be delivered tomorrow."

"I said five days, five days, and I'll slaughter your little bastard if it's early." Art yelled at the other side and said no more, and went straight back to the camp.

A dozen remnants of bandits on the north side of the camp stopped to confront each other for a while, and finally disappeared into the boundless night......

............

Until the second half of the night, Art was busy directing the manpower to treat the soldiers who were seriously injured and lightly injured in the battle during the day, because the baggage soldiers with certain medical skills also suffered heavy casualties, and there were no special herbs and ambulance equipment here, Art could only order people to take out the cotton cloth hoarded in the camp, boil it in an iron pot, boil it thoroughly, and dry it with a bonfire, and use it to clean the wounds of the wounded soldiers who were wounded by knives and arrows, and had broken arms and legs, and then bandaged the cotton cloth to stop the bleeding as a temporary emergency treatment. Then he tried his best to hang their lives and waited for Thomas and Fanaz, two healers, to come to their rescue.

"Ron, bear with me, this powder hurts a little." Art unwrapped the blood-stopping cotton cloth from Ron's leg and applied the herbal powder prepared by the Valley Doctor's Workshop that he had brought with him into Ron's wound.

"Ah~~~ really TM hurts !!" Ron screamed.

"It's good to know it hurts, at least your leg can be saved." Art said as he glanced at the fainted soldier lying on the ground in the tent, his knees had been cut off below his knees, and the thick cotton cloth was still bleeding.

"Master, can I really keep my leg? Am I not going to be crippled? Ron relented and whispered to Art.

"Your leg would be dead elsewhere, but you're lucky because we have two angels in white."

"Angels? White? Ron didn't understand a word.

"I mean, we have two very skilled healers, Thomas and Fanaz."

"Ms. Fana Xuan can barely be considered an angel ~ Thomas guy ~ I see that his clothes are not white at all ~ " Ron said with a smile.

"Ah~~~~~h Hurt!!! Art took advantage of Ron's inattention and applied a handful of powder into another wound.

"Okay, rest well, tomorrow I will go back to Wooden Fort with Thomas to recuperate the wounded soldiers, and you will be able to run wild like a wild horse in half a month at most......"

Yate forced his tired body to inspect the defenses of the camp again, and ordered the soldiers who repaired the wall to speed up the progress, and then returned to his military tent and called Kazak, who was in charge of torturing the bandit captives, to report the interrogation.

“...... My lord, that's all I got from the captives, I killed two minor bosses during my torture, and this should be credible. Kazak rubbed his hands, which had been red and swollen from the outrage he had beaten during the torture of the captives.

Several valuable pieces of information were revealed from the captives.

One of them is that the bandits who came to attack the garrison camp today are the most powerful group in the entire Tiniez County, and the bandit leader Gary did not sit idly by against the aggressive black-robed bandits, but united with the other two stronger bandits to take the initiative to attack and defeat the enemy. According to the captives, the bandit leader Gary planned to capture the camp and plunder weapons and supplies, and then attack a remote village west of Tinets near the mountains, and then occupy the land and grow stronger.

The second explained the location of the den of this gang of bandits, as well as a group of old and weak women and children left behind in the bandits' lair, but although they were numerous, there was no money left in the bandits' lair, because the bandit leader Gary continued to recruit troops and horses to expand his power in order to realize his ambitions, and the money and materials looted in the bandits' lair in the past two years were almost squandered.

The third is to explain the location and strength of several other groups of bandits with a large number of people in the county, some time ago, in order to unite the bandits to attack the black-robed bandit army, they traveled all over the county's large and small bandit nests, so the distribution of bandits is very clear.

Last but not least, the fat butler of Ryan Manor came to contact the bandit leader Gary with a man claiming to be from the Dean family, and they wanted to secretly pay the bandits to raid and loot a southern caravan, but the bandit leader Gary did not want to deal with those sanctimonious but ruthless mongrels, so he refused at that time......

After listening to the report, Art thought for a while, and then instructed Kazak, who was waiting on the sidelines, "That's it for today, and you can rest for a while after arranging the guards."

"In addition, I will withdraw my order to kill all the captives, and tomorrow morning you will lead people to carefully screen the captured bandits, and leave a few useful minions, and the rest of the bandit leaders, bandits, and mongrels who are evil or murder our brothers will all be singled out, and tomorrow I will use their heads to pay tribute to our dead heroes!" Art's eyes were red and swollen from physical and mental exhaustion......