A few horsemen hurried their horses to run down the road, and they noticed the village not far ahead, and although they had already been here, they decided to go in and inquire.

In the past two days, they have run back and forth several times on this road, but because there has been no information about Juana's whereabouts, they are not allowed to search again, although they have searched many times.

Just as the cavalry was about to reach the entrance of the village, they suddenly noticed a few people walking on the road not far away, who seemed to be asking for something.

The men were similarly dressed in different attire, but the weapons they carried indicated that they were a group of well-trained soldiers.

Several horsemen watched the uninvited guests vigilantly until they stopped not far away, looking at this side with the same vigilance.

"You guys!" The leader of the cavalry shouted, "On whose orders?" ”

"Tell me your names first," the other party was not ambiguous, and immediately asked loudly, "Who are you?" ”

The cavalry leader loudly reported the title and surname of his master, and then asked, "Have you heard anything?" ”

"We're out of luck," said the other man helplessly, shouting at his mount, "and we walked along the river, but we didn't hear anything, and we thought you could get some good news from you." ”

"Forget it, we're all out of luck."

The cavalry leader sighed, he just wanted to say something more but suddenly remembered that the other party had not yet told his origin, so he planned to ask, but at this moment, looking at the few strangers who were almost in front of him, a trace of uneasiness suddenly flashed in his heart.

The feeling was complete without warning, and because it had come so suddenly, that before he could ask or warn his people to be careful, they had already attacked them out of nowhere.

Several people on the other side had unknowingly arrived in front of them when they spoke, and the cavalrymen who were suddenly attacked at such a close distance had not even had time to touch the weapons around them, and they had already been cut down to the ground.

Those people were obviously good at this kind of surprise attack, they didn't care about the so-called knight's honor or the dignity of the soldiers, the sneak attack was successful in an instant, several cavalry were thrown to the ground one after another, and the only soldier who reacted in time to draw his sword was pierced through the lower abdomen by the crossbow that the other party had already hidden, and fell off his horse in pain and struggled and screamed on the ground.

A man walked up and stabbed his sword sharply, until the soldier finally stopped moving.

"I can't believe that Ferdinand's men have been around for a long time," a bearded man walked up to the leader of the cavalry who was lying on the ground and had lost his movement, squatted down and searched his body, then shook his head, "These people may not have been sent by Ferdinand, you have heard what they said, and the nobles of Vallaridus have also sent people to look for Juana." ”

"Then we must hurry," said the man who had slain the last soldier with his sword, wiping the blood from his sword, "and if the men of Barriaridud find us crossing the river, we will be like them." ”

"We have to hide the bodies of these unfortunate people, we can't let them leak our bottom," said the leader, standing up and looking at the village not far away, "but it's too bad, how can there be a village here, it might be troublesome now." ”

"Maybe we can get everyone in the village to shut up," one of them said, glancing at a few other companions who didn't look very different from them, and seeing that they didn't show any disgust, he cracked his mouth and laughed with his yellow teeth exposed, "It's a mess now, so no one will notice if something happens." ”

"But it wouldn't be good if things got bigger," the companions who were obviously not all the way to these robbers who looked like traitors and criminals looked at each other, just as they had guarded against the hapless cavalry, and they were secretly guarding against their own people who were not good people, "You can't kill the whole village." ”

"Then it depends on whether these people are smart," the leader of the group turned on his horse and asked like those men, "Are you coming?" ”

Several people looked at each other again, and then they all turned their eyes to the person who had spoken before.

It was a very old soldier with a very old gesture, and he had a very new wound on his forehead, like a scar left by something head-on that had turned the flesh on his forehead upside down, and the heat made the wound on his forehead seem to be inflamed, because he was not wearing a helmet.

"Let's go, let's see."

The veteran finally spoke, much to the relief of his companions and other bandit-like accomplices.

Because the two sides had been on guard against each other from the beginning, which made them not get along so well, and they couldn't see anything before, but now they had not only quietly crossed the river to the other side of the Segovia ferry, but had also penetrated so far.

It would be terrible if we could no longer trust each other at such times.

"Well, listen to your Uomoto," the veteran said, and several of his companions nodded in agreement, one of them jokingly saying, "It's always good luck to follow you, you didn't die a single shot in the head in Saville, and everyone said you were dead." ”

Hearing this, several of the prisoners looked curiously at the soldier named Uomoto, who had been curious about the wound on the man's forehead from the beginning, because it was obvious from the scalded flesh of the wound that it must have been shot by a musket.

Ouomoto, the experienced and exemplary musketeer who had been brave in the Battle of Seville but had finally fallen to the battlefield under heavy Sicilian fire, was lucky not to lose his life.

He only woke up from his coma after the battle, and to his surprise, a buckshot had ploughed a long cut in his helmet and plowed a terrible deep wound in his forehead, but he survived and escaped from under the Sicilian eyelids and eventually returned to Gonzalo's army.

And everyone who saw him not only survived because he was so badly wounded, but miraculously survived, which made Uomoto famous at once, and many musketeers were willing to line up with him because they thought he was lucky, because then the bullets might not hit them when they fired.

Gonzalo's miraculous encounter even alarmed Gonzalo, who summoned the soldier on an exceptional basis and transferred him to his own guard as a lead archer.

The search party, which still smelled of blood, walked in the direction of the village, they needed to know if they had already alarmed the people in the village, and if so, they didn't care about killing people.

No one felt that there was anything wrong with this, not even the soldiers, who only hesitated slightly, but they only wondered if they should kill the whole village.

Soon, though, Uomoto began to think that the people here might be in real trouble, because before they even entered the village, they noticed that it seemed that someone in the village had been secretly watching them.

It was all a sharp feeling cultivated by years of experience on the battlefield, or the fact that they were all very close to the village but had not yet seen a human figure, and the people here seemed to be on guard.

"Something is wrong." One of the prisoners muttered something in a low voice, and when he saw the leader nod slightly, he leaned towards the side of the road, and then ran in the direction of the village under the cover of the bushes, as soon as his companions had stepped forward to block him.

Uomoto also whispered to the soldiers to get ready, and he quietly removed his musket from his saddle and watched warily at the excessively quiet village in front of him.

After a while, the prisoner who had heard the news suddenly jumped out of the side of the road, his face unusually excited, and a trace of cruelty that could not be concealed.

"There seems to be someone in the village who is waiting for us."

"What are those people going to do?" The leader of the prisoners glanced at Uomoto, "Looks like things are much easier." ”

Uomoto nodded without speaking, the burden of conscience, which was not serious in the first place, had long since disappeared after hearing this, or rather, they were just asking for an excuse.

A group of people began to divide the work, and according to the reports of the messengers, the villagers in the village seemed to be very careful, and most of them hid in their houses, but because there were two houses at the entrance of the village, the road in and out was just right, and all a few people were ambushed there.

It is not known whether they discovered the massacre outside the village or because they had been prepared for something.

"Don't bother too much, rush in and knock them to the ground, and then figure out how to deal with them."

In a few words, these guys who have either lived and died on the battlefield or have rich experience in crime have discussed countermeasures.

Some of them continued to walk towards the village, while others took advantage of the terrain to sneak closer to the village from both sides.

At last a figure appeared at the entrance of the village, it was a man who looked a little older, he stood there and inquired about the men who were walking in the distance, and as he got closer, it could be seen that his face was guarded and there seemed to be some confusion.

"Where did you come from to be soldiers?" The man asked aloud to Uomoto in front of him, and although they were all armed, after all, real soldiers looked slightly more reassuring than a group of armed men of unknown origin.

"We're looking for someone," Uomoto replied aloud, "maybe you know something." ”

"In the past two days, a lot of people have come and gone to inquire about the news, but we don't know anything." The man hurriedly spoke, as if he wanted to get the outsiders away as soon as possible, but he always looked at the Uomoto people with a hint of doubt on his face, as if he was looking for something.

"What are you looking for?" Uomoto, who had already found the man not far away, asked, "Do you think there are fewer of us?" ”

The man's face changed instantly, and he reached out to grab an iron rake that was not far away from him, but he was shot through the shoulder by the crossbow arrow in the hand of Uomotto, who had been prepared, and almost at the same time, a shout and scream rang out in the village.

To the surprise of the search team, the villagers were very difficult to deal with, and although they launched an attack on them, the villagers immediately took out various weapons that had been prepared for a long time to resist.

However, with the loud sound of the muskets in the hands of Uomoto and his two companions, the courage of the resisting villagers collapsed instantly, and then as the search party cut down several people one after another, the villagers finally threw away their weapons in fright.

The search party began to loot through the village, but to their surprise, the villagers didn't seem to care about their random looting, most of them just stared at them vigilantly, and the villager who had been shot through the shoulder was brought in before the search team learned that he was the head of the village.

"We're just afraid of robbers," the village chief argued, trembling as he endured the pain, "there are too many people passing by these days, and it's not peaceful now, and we're here to protect our village." ”

The two leaders of the search party got together, and after some discussion, both the shrewd prisoner and the cunning soldier found these people strange.

"They don't care at all that we take what they take, this village doesn't look rich," the leader of the prisoners looked at the villagers who had been staring at them from afar, "What do you think they look like now?" ”

"As if expecting us to leave as soon as we were done," Uomoto shook his head, "It's not right, they're too quiet." ”

"Yes, if it were me, I would be angry even if I were afraid," the leader said as he walked towards the men, and under the watchful eyes of the villagers, he suddenly grabbed one of them and dragged him out of the crowd, "Tell me what are you hiding?" ”

"What, I don't know what you're talking about," the villager immediately exclaimed, his appearance a little panicked as if trying to justify it, "please let me go, we don't want to offend you." ”

"I don't think so," the leader grabbed the man by the collar and dragged him under a tree, then gestured to his companion, and immediately one of the search party members found several ropes of various lengths, and walked as they jointed, "I think this way will allow you to tell the truth." ”

The leader told his companion to put the snarl around the man's neck, and then threw the rope over the branch and tied the other end to the saddle.

Then he slapped his whip lightly on the horse's thigh: "Now tell me about your village, or I'll just have to ...... a little harder."

The leader didn't say any more, but tapped the horse with his hand, and the mount immediately leaped forward!

Although he immediately grabbed the reins, the force of the noose's sudden pull dragged the villager to the ground, causing him to let out a scream of great pain, and it was the villagers who were forced aside at the same time as he roared.

"And women, I don't want women to suffer this kind of sin," the leader said, pulling again the name of the village, who was kicking his legs on the ground out of fear, thinking he had been hanged, "I won't hold the reins next time." ”

"God don't kill me, it's none of my business, I didn't kill those people!"

The villager shouted, and at the same time, the villagers who had been forced to stand aside and did not dare to resist suddenly rushed desperately towards the search party guarding them!

The sudden change caused chaos in everything, and one unprepared search party member was thrown to the ground, and the other person cut down the two closest people to him, but someone still pounced on him and knocked him to the ground.

A villager close to Ouomoto rushed towards him, and before he had time to light his musket, he used the musket as a weapon to smash the man to the ground, while two of his crossbow-wielding companions fired deadly bolts at the same time.

The search team began to slaughter the villagers, and the sharp weapons and brutal killing instantly beat the villagers who had mustered up their courage to the ground.

Eventually, they were forced under a wall again, and then, at the behest of the leader, the search party began to slowly approach them.

"Don't kill me, I know where those people are, the ones you're looking for!"

One of the villagers suddenly shouted that someone next to him was about to catch him and some to gag him, but the search team immediately stabbed them to the ground and dragged the man out.

"You know where those people are?! The leader's voice trembled with excitement, and he quickly glanced at Uomoto who was walking by, and from the soldier's eyes he saw the same excitement and even madness, "Tell me where they are?" ”

"Don't say it! We're all going to die in that case! ”

The village chief struggled to get up, he had already had one of his legs cut off, and now his voice was bloodied with pain and fear.

"Shut him up," the leader commanded impatiently, and then he grabbed the villager and stepped aside, "Tell me their whereabouts, and I promise you a big bounty." ”

"No, no bounty, I don't know, I don't know anything!"

The man seemed to be reminded by the village chief's words, and he kept shaking his head and retreating, but he was caught by the leader, and he began to struggle hard, but as the back of his hand was nailed to the wall with a dagger, he let out a series of screams.

Then came the other hand, the leader violently churning the dagger, and screams burst out of the man's mouth.

It wasn't until he finally couldn't hold back his screams and begged for mercy that the leader pulled out the two daggers.

"Tell me where they are?!" The leader roared in the man's ear.

"In ...... Behind, in the woods behind the village......" The man replied as he gasped in pain, and he heard the desperate cries of the other villagers and roared a few times, but he had already been dragged by Uomotto towards the back of the village.

"Lead the way!" Uomoto felt his voice tremble as he said this.

Behind the village is a dense wooded canopy of shaded trees, which prevents sunlight from reaching the shady woods.

Perhaps having guessed the terrible outcome, as soon as they entered the woods, a burst of shade felt strange, and as they continued on, Uomoto's heart grew colder and colder, until the man led them to a clearing in the woods that had sunk slightly downward.

Looking at the land that had apparently been turned over not long ago, Uomoto felt his heart skip a beat, but he told his companion to go back to the village to collect tools.

Soon, the search team began to dig.

It had rained before, so it wasn't that difficult to dig up the ground.

Soon, with a muffled sound of a shovel and pickaxe hitting something, people's hearts were shaken.

They began to pick up speed, and as the mud from the pit was dug out, the corner of an inclined carriage was revealed.

Gradually, the carriage revealed its full form, and a frightening stench emanated from the mud-filled cart.

Finally, the car door was forced open.

Although he had already thought of something, after seeing the scene in the car, Uomoto's face turned pale for a moment, and he slipped and fell into the pit.

"God, something is wrong~"