A group of Bosnian soldiers escorted a group of locals, most of them convicts from the nearby copper mines, who had given the order on the rugged mountain road.

Since becoming King of Bosnia, Rwa? He worked hard for the Ottomans, and his enthusiasm was even more positive than that of some of the states and nobles that had long since become Ottoman vassals.

This cooperative attitude certainly pleased the Ottomans, but the dissatisfaction that arose from it apparently followed.

Rowa? Not caring about the scolding of him, he said to his men at a banquet: "Many people who have not hesitated to bear the infamy to save their country have experienced the injustice I have suffered, and I already knew my fate before I made this decision, that is, I will be regarded as a traitor and become a disgrace to my family and country, people will spit on my tombstone after my death, and even my children and grandchildren will be disgraced by my surname, but I want to tell you all that it was I who saved this country, It was I who kept Bosnia from being completely swallowed up by the infidels, and it was I who kept the cross and the church standing on the land, so that no one was in a position to judge me, because while they despised and degraded me in the name of moral nobility, the Ottomans were ravaging our homeland, and I was trying to avoid making such tragedies less common. ”

Those who heard him at the time were touched by the great sacrifice of the king, and some of them were originally disgusted with Rois? Those who were secretly dissatisfied with the behavior could not help but be moved by this noble self-sacrifice of the king, and because of this, when Rois? When he ordered full support for Ottoman rule in Bosnia, although there were still doubts about his order, Rova? Soon he used his iron fist and brutal rule to make those people know that he was determined to say what he said.

Without hesitation, those who tried to resist, whether nobles or commoners, would be arrested and tried mercilessly if they found dissenting intentions. Instead of the noble and brave and benevolent knight of the previous people's minds, he ruled harshly over the Ottomans in Bosnia as a tyrant.

Workers walked along a rugged mountain road into the mountains, where the veins were located far away in the mountains, and a deep canyon led the veins to the southeast, which made it difficult for those entering the mountains to take many detours to reach the copper mines.

The need for copper ore by the Ottomans was obviously a priority, and although the Balkans were rich in mineral deposits, copper was more abundant in the mountains of Bosnia except Hungary.

The prisoners were driven forward, and these Bosnian soldiers were all from Rhova? Recruited from their own territory, what do they do to Rois? Extremely loyal, but extremely cruel to others.

The procession passed by a small group of travelers by the side of the road, and when they saw a young woman in the procession, the prisoners made a flirtatious whistle in bitter amusement, which did not arouse the displeasure of the escort soldiers, but made them follow the same whistle and shout flirtatious trumpets to the women of the traveling caravan.

A tightly wrapped young woman walked through the procession, her headscarf pressed low so that her face could not be seen, and a thick woolen coat that wrapped her from top to bottom, making her look a little bloated.

However, her dress did not attract much attention, with the long-term invasion of the Ottomans, in many parts of the Balkans, in fact, there are many people who have converted to pagan beliefs whether voluntarily or not, and even the natives who still maintain their belief in Jesus Christ have gradually accepted many pagan customs with the subtle influence of the Ottomans over the decades, such as the change in women's clothing, which makes the Balkans very different from the West.

But even if she was tightly wrapped, the flexible posture and light movements of the walking showed that the woman was not very old, especially when she had to jump on tiptoe to cross a puddle, and the sleeves lifted exposed the smooth and fine skin on her arms.

Coincidentally, the two teams chose a relatively flat place in the canyon as their campsite, but fortunately, this suitable place for rest was not small, so under the shade of two trees at a distance, the two teams stopped separately.

The Bosnian soldiers took the trouble to check the strength of the ropes of the prisoners whose arms were bound by a rope, and when they found that some of them were loose, they tied the ropes tightly despite the pleas of those men, and sternly warned them not to try to escape, but to look at the arms hanging from their saddles to know what would happen if they were caught.

"I'm sure she's a young girl," said a dirty, thin, bearded prisoner, crouching under a tree, to his companion next to her, "and bet for dinner to-day that she wasn't from a commoner's family." ”

"You said she was a young girl, I believe, you can only see it by looking at her ass, but how do you know that she is not from an ordinary civilian family?" The companion asked a little unconvinced.

"Oh, just look at the way she sits down to eat, she's not like us," the bearded prisoner squinted at the young woman sitting with her legs slung under the tree in the distance, "She seems to eat in a manner that I have only seen in the aristocratic ladies and ladies of the big cities. ”

"Have you ever seen a noble lady and a lady?" The companion first sarcastically said, and then asked a little curiously, "Tell me what you used to do, I used to be a winemaker, but when the Ottomans came, they didn't allow people to drink, so I lost my job, and for this I was angry and wounded the Ottomans who ordered the winemaking workshop to be sealed." ”

"Oh, you're such a hero, but why didn't they hang you or behead you?" The bearded prisoner asked with some curiosity.

"Maybe it's because I said hello first, I duel with the Ottoman and I won him, probably because of this, I was really scared to think that I was going to die, but I didn't expect to be sentenced to 10 years of hard labor in the end, and I was content to say that, at least I had the opportunity to see my family." The companion shook his head and smiled wryly, and then he asked again, "Tell me about you, how did you get caught?" ”

The bearded prisoner glanced at the Bosnian soldiers who were swimming back and forth in the distance, and the corners of his mouth twitched because of lack of water: "I have worked for many people before, and some of them are big people, and I just met those young ladies and ladies from those people's homes, so I said that this girl should know that she is from a good background by looking at her with a wooden spoon, but ......"

"But?" The companion asked with some curiosity, "But what?" ”

"But it's strange how she could be in such a place," said the bearded prisoner, who suddenly raised his other, untied arm, and greeted the young woman from a distance, "girl, can you do me a favor?" ”

The young woman, who had been eating silently, stopped, and looked over with a little wariness, her eyes exposed beyond the veil covering her face looking at this side with alarm.

"For God's sake, give me a drink, little girl." The bearded prisoner seemed to be trying to squeeze out a kind smile, but the messy beard on his face made him look less kind.

The young woman seemed to hesitate for a moment, but after looking at the water bladder placed beside her, she picked it up and walked towards the line of prisoners.

The arrival of the young woman caught the attention of the escort team, and when Bosnian soldiers approached to stop her, the bearded prisoner had already explained: "I just want to ask her for a drink." ”

"Or do you want to ask her for a place to live?" The soldier's lewd tease drew a burst of laughter from the others, and the bearded prisoner laughed along.

The young woman seemed a little angry, and she stood staring straight at the bearded prisoner who was sitting under the trunk of the tree, and the water bladder in her hand was clenched to death.

"Hurry up and give him water to drink and leave," the Bosnian soldier admonished, and before leaving, he looked at the woman with a look of ill intent, "unless you really want to make some extra money from him." ”

The soldier's words caused another burst of laughter, but the young woman did not seem to understand what he meant, and she hesitated and took a step forward, bending slightly to hand the water bladder to the prisoner.

At this moment, the bearded prisoner, who had been lazily leaning under the trunk of the tree, suddenly straightened his waist with agility, and at the same time, the free hand suddenly reached forward and grabbed the young woman's wrist!

"What are you doing?!" The young woman was taken aback, she instinctively wanted to scream but she didn't dare to make a loud noise, and at the same time she was horrified to find that the man's other arm, which had been tied to the rope, had magically broken away at some point, and then quickly reached her waist.

"Sure enough, you've got a guy hidden in you." The bearded prisoner lowered his voice and said to the girl with a panic in her eyes, "You haven't shouted it yet, and you definitely don't want others to notice you, right?" ”

"What are you going to do?" The girl lowered her voice and asked again, she tried to calm herself down, looking at the bearded prisoner's equally reluctant appearance, she asked vigilantly, "I don't have much money on me, and if you're going to rob, now is not the time." ”

The bearded prisoner looked at the girl in surprise, although he probably guessed that this young woman should not be easy, but he did not expect that she was so brave.

"I guess you don't have a dagger or something," the bearded prisoner then covered the girl's body and touched her waist with his other hand, "but you're not vigilant enough, hiding the guy in this place is easy to spot, and are you sure you're going to fiddle with it?" ”

The girl's hand pulled hard and finally got rid of the other party's grasp, and the water in the water bladder in her hand spilled out because of the excessive force, and poured on the opponent's head.

But the man stretched out his hand, wiped the drops of water from his beard, and put it in his mouth.

The girl looked panicked, and she hurried away almost as if she were being chased, which caused a burst of laughter from the other prisoners.

The companion next to the bearded prisoner looked at him in amazement, and when he saw him casually put the rope on his arm, the companion asked a little blankly: "Why don't you run, you have a chance to escape along the way." ”

"Why should I run away?" A smile appeared on the bearded prisoner's thin face, and this smile made his companion feel uneasy, as if he was about to do something terrible, "I'm just a little curious how that young lady could have come to such a place, and I can see that she is not all the way with this caravan, but it is a little strange for someone like her to appear in such a barren mountain range." ”

"I think you're more weird," the companion moved to the side a little uneasily, but because his arms were tied, he could only struggle casually twice before stopping, "Whatever you want to do, don't involve me, you must know that I still have a wife and children, if the Ottomans know that I escaped halfway, they will not be polite to my family this time." ”

"You think he'll be polite to you now?" The bearded prisoner smiled coldly, "You must know that the Ottomans have ordered a punitive blood tax, and your child should be in this kind of punishment, do you think you still have a chance to meet him?" Maybe you'll be able to meet 20 years from now, when he and the other Sudanese soldiers come and take you to hard labor, eh? ”

"What nonsense are you talking about," his companion roared angrily, "listen, I don't know who you are, and I don't want to mind your business, I won't tell you, but don't involve me in it, okay?" ”

"Alright brother, it's a little late to say this," the bearded prisoner looked into the depths of the woods, "and you should try to hide as far away as you can when something happens, I don't want to put your life in the middle of it." ”

The bearded prisoner's words frightened his companions, and the girl who had returned to the caravan looked in their direction uneasily.

"Little girl, you shouldn't provoke that kind of person," a middle-aged woman came over, she was the wife of the caravan merchant, and it was she who agreed to the young girl's request to go with her, and as for the girl who paid her a bracelet of pure gold for it, the merchant's wife thought that it had nothing to do with it, "These men are dangerous. ”

"I know they're all prisoners."

The girl nodded slightly, indicating that she had indeed been reckless and hasty before.

The woman looked at the girl's veiled face for a moment, then shook her head slightly.

"I say these men are dangerous, but I don't mean what they will do to you," the woman glanced at the other side, "I mean that such men are dangerous to women, rude and brutal and even sinful, these may sound terrible but a little mysterious, they have a special attraction that makes you want to pay attention to him, but once you are curious about him, then you are dangerous." ”

The woman's words made the girl a little ignorant, but when she thought about it, she couldn't help but admit that what she said made sense.

I probably thought about that person because of this, and the girl couldn't help but have a familiar and unfamiliar figure in her heart, a mysterious and exotic man, probably because of that curiosity that made me a little confused for a while.

The girl pondered alone in her heart, so she didn't notice that the businessman's wife, who had been talking to her, was looking up at the woods with a puzzled expression at this time.

"It's like ......"

The girl seemed to hear the merchant's wife speak, but then her voice was drowned out by the sudden rumbling of hooves from the woods.

The Bosnian soldiers escorting the prisoners also heard the sound of hooves coming from the woods, but before they could react, some of the honest and obedient prisoners in the team suddenly attacked them unprepared!

The bearded prisoner was the first to strike, and the arm he was tied up magically broke free again, and when he rushed towards the nearest soldier, the soldier only had time to instinctively take a step back, and the bearded prisoner's curled arm had already wiped through his neck with a cold light, and blood spurted out instantly, and the guard's body had not yet fallen, the bearded prisoner had already swept past him, and at the same time, he pulled out the waist knife from his waist with his backhand.

He strode forward, the sharp blade curling upside down from the bottom to the top as the blade struck with a dazzling display of blades in his hand, slicing open the arm of the other guard and knocking him to the ground.

The entire escort team instantly fell into a scuffle, and at the same time, with the sound of hurried hooves from the jungle, a group of figures that flashed from time to time rushed out of the woods.

The sudden attackers, scruffy but brave, sprang at the escort, sabers swinging and slashing at the Bosnian soldiers.

"What's going on!" The merchant's wife screamed in terror, but this caused trouble, and the Bosnian soldier who had made fun of them seemed to notice them and rushed towards the two women, his spear shining with a cold light, and his eyes glinting with a hideous and terrifying light.

The merchant's wife kept screaming, she turned to run away but was carried by a box behind her, and just as she closed her eyes and let out a terrifying scream, a whistling suddenly passed over her head.

With a "poof", the Bosnian soldier fell to the ground, an arrow still trembling slightly behind his back.

"Are you alright?"

A young man rushed at the horse, with a bow in his hand, and was slightly stunned when he came to the two women.

For he saw that the younger woman among them was holding a musket in both hands, and the muzzle of the black hole was dangling between him and the dead Bosnian soldier.

"I told you you weren't very good at fiddling with that thing," the bearded prisoner walked over, "and it looks like you really wouldn't use that kind of thing." ”

"Who are you?" The girl asked vigilantly.

"The Kulash brothers are at your service, miss," the bearded prisoner smiled at the young man, "and who are you, dear miss?" ”

Hearing the bearded prisoner's words, the young girl looked at her in surprise.