"Let's go. Go over and take a look. ”

I walked with Walker and the Drag Bottle to look down behind a fortification below. Below, on the flat ground of the ground between the first and second defensive circles, there were two people kneeling at this moment. Both of them were obviously not lightly injured, their expressions were sluggish, and their faces were expressionless.

"These two guys are the ones who were together with us last night to defend underneath." The oil bottle looked at me twice.

To be honest, I wasn't very impressed with these two men, but I did realize that these two men were captured. I suddenly had a bad feeling that the guerrillas were going to execute these two men in front of us in order to intimidate us and destroy our morale.

At that moment, the other party began to shout, and the caller did not stand outside, but hid in the trench and shouted. This man shouted a drag bottle and translated it to me.

"Listen up, all of you. The resistance you are doing now is nothing but a waste of time, a waste of your own lives. How long do you think you'll be able to hold out on to that little mountain bag? Ten days or twenty days? Don't dream, it's hard for you to hold on for even two days. What about the fact that you are covered with mines and have these two lines of defense? It is we who are standing here now. And it only took two or three hours to occupy it. We know that there are not many of you, and there are definitely no more than a hundred people who can be counted as warriors. As for us, we have been carefully prepared for Mr. Balcas, there are thousands of us, and there are still people coming and going. You may be trying to hold on, waiting for Balcas to come back. Then I'll tell you another secret, Balcas won't rush back here before we get it, it's all planned, and we have more people holding him back. So you'd better give up your unnecessary resistance and surrender, so that you don't have to worry about it anymore, and you can save your life. If you choose to continue to resist, that's fine, but you'll end up like these two. ”

As soon as the translator of the oil bottle finished speaking, several gunshots rang out below. Bullets came from behind the kneeling two, and they rushed forward and fell. Then the voice rang out again.

"See? If you don't want to be like these two, surrender early. Give you ten minutes to think about it! Ten minutes later we attacked. ”

When the shouting ended, I looked at the two people who had been executed. It's a very mixed feeling, a little guilty, angry and helpless. I withdrew my gaze and looked at Walker, "I'll leave it to you." I'll go back and figure it out first. ”

As I walked back with the oil bottle, I noticed that some people on the road had hesitation and fear in their eyes. To my surprise, he seemed quite calm and followed me closely with a gun.

I soon returned to the big house, and Mr. Butler seemed to hear the movement, but he did not know what was happening, and he probably saw that I was not looking good and turned to the oil bottle to inquire about the situation. A moment later the two of them came to me, and the butler and the bottle looked at each other as if they were about to say something.

I looked up at them, "Say anything." ”

"Mr. Butler wants to ask, is it true that the person who shouted said that there were thousands of people?" The oil bottle opened.

At the moment I was annoyed, the execution of prisoners of war by the guerrillas made me feel depressed, and I had not thought of a solution to the mortar problem. I looked at the oil bottle and said, "Do you think it's true?" ”

After hesitating for a moment, he shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be true." ”

"It's definitely not true." I replied firmly. However, after I finished speaking, I found that Mr. Butler still looked skeptical, in order to increase his confidence, I decided to take a moment to explain to him, after all, it is not me, an outsider hired to fight, who can stabilize people's hearts here, and may soon need this butler to do the work of stabilizing people's hearts, so I must first convince him that what the person who shouted is not true.

"Why doesn't Mr. Butler believe it? Then I'll tell you about it. I stood up as I spoke, looked at the oil bottle and said, "In the history of our country, we will always deliberately exaggerate our numbers when fighting, and you should know this well, you should know more about history than I do." ”

The oil bottle nodded, and said to the butler beside him, "That's true." That's why I don't believe it much. ”

"They can't just try to scare us, to scare us. In this way, you can save time and effort to achieve the goal. Then this is interesting, since he was so sure when he shouted, why did so many people talk nonsense and attack directly? Are they trying to cut their losses? I don't think so. If you want to reduce the losses, he won't say that he will continue to attack after only giving ten minutes to think about it, if he has so many people, if he doesn't want to lose a lot of money, he can completely surround this place, and use artillery bombardment if it's okay, anyway, as long as he surrounds this place and slowly consumes it, isn't it better for him to say that Balcas will definitely not come back for a while and a half? That's still in a hurry to attack what to do. Slowly played. In this way, they will not only achieve their goals, but also minimize their losses. Mr. Butler, according to Walker's observation and statistics in last night's battle, they had many casualties. If he is really so sure, he can be more generous, let me think about it for a day or two, make some small moves from time to time, and even hold a military parade below. And now, they hide all the people in those tunnels, saying that they have thousands. You should be more familiar with this place than I ambush, and there are thousands of people in ambush. Could this be the way it is now? Further on, I've seen it before. The total number of guerrillas was about 8,000 to 10,000. At the moment he was still fighting Mr. Balcas while dealing with the attack of the government army, and he still had so much territory to defend, and there were thousands of people here and people coming and going. Does that make sense? And I tell you, Mr. Butler, that the people who have come to attack here, from the time I have come here to fight them, these people are definitely stronger than the average guerrillas, although this is not good news, but it also proves that there are not so many of them. With that, I looked at the frowning butler and waited for his response.

After seeing that I had finished speaking, he hesitated for a moment and said, "Then they want to end the battle as soon as possible?" In a hurry. ”

"That's it. I don't know if you have a tradition of shooting prisoners of war before the battle, but it seems to me that it is completely unnecessary, and I don't think it will be of any use other than to frighten the faint of heart. The more they did this, the more it became clear that they were trying to take it before Mr. Balcas could come back to help. I said.

The butler nodded, but still said with some unease: "I hope it is as you say." So how long can we keep it? ”

I didn't answer it directly, because I didn't know the bottom of this question, after all, the problem of the troublesome mortar has not been solved. But I couldn't let him lose faith, so I said, "Now some people out there are scared. I think if you want to hold this place, you have to explain the situation to the people guarding here, calm them, and encourage them to fight hard. ”

The housekeeper readily agreed to this request, and immediately turned around to do it. I watched the butler walk away, and sat down with a long sigh. And at this moment the explosion outside is heard, and it seems that the mortar is working again.

"Damn mortars." I scolded hard.

The oil bottle looked outside, then looked around and suddenly said, "If we can go down quietly, can we get rid of their mortars?" ”

"Quietly? Are you a wizard and everyone else stupid? Just such a small dirt slope, where do we go down quietly? Even if we go down and get rid of the mortars, how are we going to get back? Climb up, or swagger back, or simply not ready to come back? "I'm not polite.

The oil bottle was stunned for a moment by what I said, and then he suddenly continued: "You don't understand what I mean. I mean, we go out through a secret passage and go around and attack them. ”

This time it was my turn to be stunned, "Mi... Secret passages? You didn't wake up? Are you going to start digging now? ”

"Of course not. I mean, Miranda once mentioned to me that the family had built a secret passage when they were building this house. You know this place is not peaceful. The oil bottle god mysteriously spoke.

"I know a! Are you sure there really is? Where is this secret passage and where does it lead? I asked eagerly.

"This. Miranda said she wasn't quite sure where she was. But she said Mr. Butler must know. The oil bottle replied.

I stood up at once, and this was my chance, no! It's an opportunity for us. If even Miranda didn't know, the guerrillas certainly didn't know. If there really is this secret passage, then there is a drama to sing.

Thinking of this, I pointed outside and shouted to the oil bottle, "Go and get that old thing back." I'm going to know where that secret passage is! ”

After a while, the butler was approached by the oil bottle. At this moment, the exchange of fire outside was obviously very intense, and I did not immediately ask for information about the secret passage, but said to the oil bottle: "How's the fight outside?" ”

"After a period of shelling, the guerrillas began to attack under the cover of artillery fire. However, the offensive was contained. The oil bottle replied.

I nodded, and this was normal. This kind of offensive combat will generally be tested first, and only after seeing the opponent's defensive strength can he attack fiercely.

I turned to look at the butler and said, "Mr. Butler." Can you tell me about the secret passage in this house? I was afraid that he would refuse, and before he could speak, I said, "I am going to take people out of the secret passage and finish off the mortars of the guerrillas." ”

The butler looked at me, "Secret passages? Who did you hear say that there is a secret passage here? No, never heard of it. ”

Hearing the butler's denial, the oil bottle immediately retorted: "Why not. . . Miranda her."

"That's it!" I interrupted the oil bottle. I expected the butler's denial, after all, this is a family secret, and it can save lives at critical moments, and of course I won't admit it when asked by an outsider like me. But in what he just said, it was already clear that he was lying, that is, he said that he had never heard of it, which was not in line with Miranda's words. Although Miranda didn't know the specifics, at least she had heard of it, so the butler, as one of the managers of this family, didn't dare to say that she must know where the secret passage was, and she wouldn't have heard of it.