In the official room of the governor of the lord hall of Thorne City, a middle-aged man with a full beard, black hair, and a pointed chin slammed the glass wine glass on the ground, then turned around and slapped a young man in the face who looked like a knight in full-body plate chain mail. If you want to see the full version for free, please search Baidu (Note: Here is a low job and a high allocation, relative to the provincial mayor. ）

This slap was too hard, only shaking the young man who looked like a knight to the side, and the middle-aged man was about to continue beating, and a half-old man with a gray beard and a bachelor next to him got up to dissuade him.

The middle-aged man pointed at the young knight's nose and scolded: "You useless guys, let you catch a group of robbers and can't catch them, not to mention let the robbers kill three, what use do I want you to do with this bunch of waste!" Give you another day, you won't be able to catch those mongrels in one day, and you'll chop off your own head and come back! ”

The knight who was slapped didn't even dare to cover his face, but just lowered his head and whispered in defense: "Lord Yi Du, it's not that we are ineffective, but those mongrels are too insidious and cunning. I followed their tracks with twenty-five horsemen for an afternoon, and in the evening I had just caught them up near a hill, but I did not expect them to set a trap......"

It turned out that Angus and his party had been running south for a morning, and at noon they had sent their three wounded soldiers to the planned remote village to recuperate, and then continued south for a while before the team stopped.

Angus and his party are not just trying to escape, they are tasked with attracting the attention of their enemies. So after settling the wounded, Angus divided the team into two parts, and some of the soldiers who were weaker in combat strength continued to run south with the less powerful wagons, and waited for the rear team to arrive and assemble, and then turned east in the direction of Besançon.

After the front team left, Angus set up an ambush in the middle of a hill with seven brave and clever task force soldiers, armed with strong bows and crossbows......

"Lord Yidu, I don't know what those bastards have smeared on the crossbow arrows, and the crossbow arrows will faint immediately when they hit people, and even the war horses won't last long. We were shot down two cavalrymen and three horses in the hills, and five or six horses were put down one after another while chasing the ambushed people, and our men chased less and less, and it was getting darker and darker, so I just~"

"So you came back with your tail between your legs? Can't you just go up and grab them by the tail and then send someone back for help? Where did the little bit of brains that extort on weekdays go? The middle-aged man poked the young knight's head and cursed.

This middle-aged man is none other than Viscount Errol Birkin, the governor of the city of Saône, who is one of Bernard's retainers and manages and guards the city of Saône, the capital of the province of Saône, for Bernard all the year round, and is considered a confidant of Bernard.

Errol then abused the knight who was defending the city, telling him to go back and prepare to assemble a larger cavalry force to go out of the city in pursuit overnight.

The young knight hurriedly bowed to Rohr and the half-old man with a few of his junior officers, and then exited the room.

After all the idle people in the office had left, Errol said to the half-old man with an anxious expression: "Scholar, what should I do?" 2 After such a shocking disaster, the Earl will not let me go easily. Even if the Earl spares me, if those bastards hand over this group of heretics to the Bishop of Besançon, the church will not let us go, and maybe even the Earl! Errol said with a cold sweat on his forehead.

The half-old man pondered for a long time after hearing this, then raised his head and said solemnly: "Lord Yidu, we never thought that our opponent would have the courage to run into our house, it seems that Lord Earl is right, Flender and Balwyn are indeed not easy to deal with. But now the worst thing has happened, and we had better deal with it before our adversaries send the heretics to the Bishop of Besançon, the Archbishop of the Bethlehem. ”

Errol was already a master at this time, and he didn't know how to deal with it properly, "Scholar, you are the most trusted chief advisor to Lord Earl, please help me think of a proper solution." ”

The old bachelor sat back in his chair and rubbed the ring between his fingers in deep thought.

Errol didn't dare to disturb or urge in the slightest, so he could only pick up the wine glass on the table and fill it with wine and send it to the old bachelor.

After a while, the old bachelor spoke, "Lord Yidu, you can't hide it now, you have to do two things next." ”

Errol quickly dragged a chair closer to the old bachelor and listened.

"The first thing is to immediately send a secret message to Besançon, informing the Earl of the events in the city of Thorne, saying that Assasin has been exposed, so that the Earl can prepare for it in advance, and suggesting that the Earl should put the Dean family in front of him as a last resort."

Errol had thought about this a long time ago, but now he sent a secret letter directly to Bernard, and Bernard might cut himself in a fit of anger, "Scholar, this~ I also know this, but I wonder if I can wait until I catch that group of mongrels before sending a letter to Lord Earl, so that my guilt can be mitigated......"

The old bachelor waved his hand again and again, "Absolutely not!" This is a great misfortune, and a careless one could cause irreparable trouble to the Earl, and you must send a letter to Besançon at once. ”

"As for the mitigating of your guilt, it's really the second thing I'm going to say."

"I'm guessing it's just a hoax on the way south, what do you think, what's the use of them going south? This kind of big thing can only be useful if you poke it up. Further up is nothing more than Dijon, the capital of the Duchy of Burgundy, or Besançon, the capital of the Bo Kingdom. Dijon was too far away, and they had no internal presence in Dijon, so it was difficult to achieve their goal. ”

"Besançon, on the other hand, is still the monarch of the Earl Kingdom, and with the backbone of Balwin's faction in the court, their best option should be to try to bring Assasin to Besançon."

Errol also felt that it made sense, "You mean I should chase on the road to Besançon?" ”

"Yes, you must pick your best soldiers to pursue! And in addition to the pursuit, it is also necessary to intercept. Thou shalt at once, in the name of Lord Earl, order all the castles, forts, and estates along the way of the province of Thorn, and all caravans that pass through shall be seized and examined. ”

The old bachelor moved closer and lowered his voice, "The most important thing is that you must send your most confidants to act with the pursuers, once you catch that group, you must kill all of them, along with those few sources of calamity, no matter what, you can't let the word Assasin appear in people's eyes!" The old bachelor's eyes flashed with a strong killing intent......

"My lord, Dawson reported that the third group of troops who left the city have returned, they have returned empty-handed, presumably the sergeant major and they have completely escaped." In the corner of the first floor of the granary, Stanley changed into a peddler selling smoked fish, and his sentry post was changed to a stall in front of the shop at the entrance of Qianmen Lane.

"Stanley, order Dawson to end his sentry mission and let him start preparing for the evacuation as planned."

"Yes, my lord." Stanley had a relaxed smile on his face when he heard that he was finally going to be evacuated, he had been too tired these days, but he was afraid of any disturbance on the street, for fear that the safe house would be exposed.

At this time, Ron also stood up, "Master, we really have to evacuate quickly, the weather is getting colder and colder, and some charcoal alone can't warm up the guys, and the main thing is that I'm worried that those few Assasin won't be able to hold on, those two heretics have been on hunger strike for three days, and I'm afraid that they won't last long with just a little water, and if they all die, the evidence in our hands will lose its strength." ”

"They must not be allowed to starve to death. In this way, you boil the wheat paste a little thinner, pry open his mouth and pour it into me, and pour as much as you can, and then give them medicine, except for eating and drinking, and keep them in a coma. ”

"Yes, sir."

Art finished arranging things, put his hand on a pile of cooking charcoal in the corner, roasted it, and said to himself: "It's been three days, the garrison in the city has been much looser, it's time for us to get out of the city, and there are still many things to do." (Note: The smoke and dust of the firewood are too large, so in order not to expose the target, you can only use charcoal fire to cook food for heating.) ）

On the second Saturday of December, four full days have passed since the murder in the northern city, and the vigilance in the city has been relaxed, because the army has determined that the group of people who committed the murder has gone around the south and ran to the east, and the army sent by the city of Thorne and the main roads along the way are chasing and intercepting it, but what is quite surprising is that the hall of the lord of the city of Thorne has not publicized this matter, and the citizens of the city only know that there has been a murder in the north of the city, and the mansion of a wealthy merchant has been looted. Even those who had nothing to do to watch the excitement in the north of the city mansion were blown away.

The city's security was lifted, and only a small number of troops were still paying attention to the matter, as if it had never happened to ordinary civilians.

At noon, there was a misty drizzle in the sky, and it was still the southwest water gate.

The broken wooden boat that had transported a batch of dead fish and shrimp a few days ago sailed from the north of the city to the southwest water gate today, but this time the wooden boat was carrying a boatload full of grain, black beans and wheat bran, and the boatman specially covered it with a thick felt cloth to prevent the river from getting wet.

Of course, there was smuggling in the compartment of the cabin deck, and it was not the first time that the seemingly honest and loyal owner had done such a thing, and it was clear that he had already tasted the great sweetness of this beheading trade.

The last time the "guest" gave him a whole boatload of dead fish and rotten shrimp, he made a lot of money, and this time another boatload of grain and grass, although it is the concentrate used by horses and livestock, can be sold as cheap grain when it goes to a poor area a little further downstream.

The broken wooden boat sailed to the narrow dock of the Water Gate, and it was still the petty officer who guarded the city a few days ago.

After the broken ship approached, he jumped on the deck one step by step, looked around on the deck for a while, and saw that the broken ship actually carried grain and wanted to come to the owner of the ship to make a lot of money this trip, and he didn't get much oil and water in the past few days......

The petty officer yelled at the two soldiers on the shore, "Come here, I need to take a good look at this ship today, maybe there are robbers and bandits hiding there." ”

The two soldiers broke out of the shelter by the dock and jumped onto the deck in a few steps, and as they spoke, they were about to lift the felt cloth covering the grain bags.

The boatman was in a hurry, and hurriedly stepped forward and pressed the felt cloth, "Master, master, no, it's raining in the sky, how can I sell the grain you opened the felt cloth and was wet by the rain?" That's a year's worth of savings, just waiting to be shipped to those poor places to exchange for a few copper coins. ”

The owner of the ship said and put the felt cloth back on.

The petty officer heeded the shipowner's words, "I warn you, let it go, or I will seize your broken ship in collusion with the robbers!" ”

The owner of the ship has always been "honest and honest", where these rogue ruffian-like soldiers defending the city dare to argue, "Master, then you can check, can you let the ship sail into the door to shelter from the wind and rain and then open it for careful inspection?" ”

The petty officer was stunned, he just wanted the shipowner to feel sorry for the grain and grass to get wet so that he could obediently pay the money to pass the customs, how could he keep the grain and grass from raining.

"The docks are the place to check, how could I let you in the doorway. Don't tm nonsense, search me! The petty officer took the lead and tore open the corner of the felt cloth, and the bags of grain and grass were neatly stacked, and the rain hit the grain bags.

The owner of the boat was really anxious, he hurriedly walked to the side of the little officer, and whispered flattery: "Master, master, look, next time I will catch a few more delicious fresh fish for you from the river and send them over, so that you can have a good meal of river fresh."

The little officer looked at the soldier who was slowly stabbing his short spear into the gap in the grain bag, tilted his head and glanced at the shipowner, "The two dead fish you brought me last time almost made me get stuck in the bones, I don't want to eat fish anymore, I just want to eat some barbecue and drink ale recently." ”

The petty officer said a few words and then ignored the shipowner.

Honest people are not fools, and if you don't understand the owner of the boat, don't survive on this river.

Sure enough, a smile immediately appeared on the little officer's face as soon as he saw that the owner of the ship began to turn around and take something out of his arms.

Reluctantly, the shipowner handed the three bronze fennigs to the junior officer's waist, which had already been raised and opened in his hand.

The little officer touched it twice, didn't look at it, and said, "There are still my two brothers~"

The shipowner gritted his teeth, took out two copper coins from the money bag in his arms, and slapped them in the hands of the junior officer.

The junior officer pinched his five fingers together and glanced at a few soldiers who were lazy sheep grinding time, and the two soldiers immediately stopped their movements and put back the felt cloth to cover the rain, "Sir, it has been carefully checked, and there is no problem." ”

"Alright, let's go!" The petty officer waved his hand at the doorway, and jumped off the boat with the two soldiers satisfied......

Leaving the southwest water gate, a heavy exhale sounded from among the adjutant of the wooden ship's plywood grain and grass.

"Whew~~"

"It's dangerous, the tip of that spear is less than an inch from my nose." Oliver, huddled in the grain pile, let out a long sigh.

"Silence, it's not safe here." Ron's soft scolding came from the grain pile......

In the afternoon, the wooden boat arrived at a shoal eight miles downstream of the river and anchored to wait.

In the evening, five riders arrived at the shallows of the river bank with two manned two-wheeled four-wheeled carriages, and the "smuggling" on the wooden boats was transferred to the wagon, which soon disappeared on the southbound road.

After walking a certain distance, the convoy suddenly turned northwest and sped away......

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