The convoy stopped and stopped, and in the evening chose to camp for the night in the woods by a small river that was not very wide.

It is only less than half a day's journey from the camp of the army, which is already a theoretical safety range, but the old mercenary is still very vigilant to arrange two shifts of sentries to stay on duty, one bright and one dark, and double insurance to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

Night in the forest always falls quickly, the towering canopy of trees obscures the already small light of the setting sun, the homing birds huddle on the branches and chirp for shelter, a few wild beasts' green eyes flash in the bushes, flickering strangely, and then the moon creeps up into the sky.

"Let's all go to sleep, let's set off early tomorrow morning, and strive to send the food over as soon as possible, so that this errand is over, and we will save a lot of dreams at night."

The old mercenary instructed his companions who were sitting around the fire drinking nonsense, in addition to respecting the strong, but also respecting the seniors, everyone should come down and find their place to sleep, leaving him alone squinting his eyes and looking at the black hole in the woods, as if some terrible monster would rush out at any time.

The old mercenary took advantage of the firelight, gently wiped the two-handed sword that had followed him for many years, and his movements were gentle as if he was stroking his lover, and the old experience of walking the rivers and lakes for many years gave him a strong sixth sense, and he deeply understood that the more one step away from completing the mission, the easier it was to give the enemy a chance to survive, so he was not at ease to keep up the vigil.

"I hope I'm thinking too much."

The old mercenary shook his head as if laughing, drank a large sip of the inferior ale bought in the tavern, dispelled the biting cold of the middle of the night, put his beloved two-handed sword at his feet, wrapped his wolfskin shawl tightly and prepared to stand up and walk around.

It's a pity that his consciousness always stays on the action of getting up, a feather arrow flying from the shadows, accurately nailed into the mouth he just wanted to exclaim, and sliced through his brain, cutting through the fragile vocal cords, so that he can't even make any sound to remind his comrades to be vigilant, maybe at the moment of falling, he doesn't understand why the soldiers standing guard didn't send a warning, but he will soon be able to ask the reason in person.

The moon quietly pulled a cloud around her, covered her face, and couldn't bear to see the tragedy in the woods, a dozen soldiers who were sleeping, before they even had time to moan, they were cut off in a daze, frozen into a distorted expression, the horses pulling the cart screamed and neighed, and a person walked over and grabbed its reins, gently comforting them.

"Boss, don't leave one, clean and neat."

The others were busy checking the corpses on the ground for survivors who were not yet dead, and a dark figure came up lightly and said to the man who was stroking the horse's nose: "The cart is full of unthreshed oats and jerky, but the oats have spoiled a little." ”

"I didn't expect that this time it was still a rice bucket, the siege war was a dripping play, but unfortunately I still took advantage of the loophole, so anxious to let people send food, there must be a serious famine in the camp, and wait for two days to see, and when they are so hungry that they can't even pull the bowstring, let's swagger down and cut off the head, this time I heard that it is an earl, if you can catch it alive, the ransom must be more than the stupid big one last time." The voice of the mysterious man was hard to describe, like the sharp sound of a hammer striking an anvil, or like the obscure scrape of a blade through sandpaper.

The man who spoke was the robber Louie, who had been blocked in his lair on the mountain and could not move, and encountered heavy rain for several days, and the little food he had stolen had already been eaten and wiped clean, and all his men were hungry and complaining, seeing that the army's heart was fluctuating and almost collapsed without a fight, at this time, thanks to God's blessing, the heavy rain finally stopped at the right time, and the army surrounding the mountain withdrew from the front of several mobile posts because of the rain, giving him an opportunity to take advantage of, and then took his men to sneak down the mountain to find food.

At first, he was still trembling for fear of alarming the army at the foot of the mountain, but he did a few votes in a small fight, robbed the lone peasants and then killed people, but the things he got couldn't even feed the people who asked for food, not to mention the 1,800 brothers on the mountain, in the end, he could only hold the mentality of trying it out, and robbed the grain transportation team with a careful plan, and the whole process was smooth so that he couldn't believe it, and finally found the flaws of the opponent.

Judging from the choice of the route of the grain transport team and the allocation of troops, the young earl who was majestic and made himself uncomfortable a few days ago was just an embroidered pillow with a rigid set of rigid and rigid tactics.

After a few successes, Louis gradually relaxed his vigilance, planning to prepare for a fatal blow with ease and hard work, and tomorrow he will do the last vote, then he will go back and send troops to take him by surprise, and once again establish himself as the emperor of the soil in this area.

"The grain is gone, the horses are killed, and the rest of the rags are burned as usual, let's go quickly, and don't let the patrols like flies find out."

Louis brushed the supple mane around the horse's neck, resolutely plunged a dagger into its neck, and gave the order in the desperate eyes of the horse, and his men immediately scattered in all directions.

"This is already the fifth grain transport team to be attacked by the enemy in three days, why don't you let me take people to clear those beasts hidden in the woods, it doesn't take any way to deal with them at all, I can do it in minutes, even if it is to strengthen the monitoring of the situation on the mountain, it can also have a certain preventive effect."

The bull sat down in his chair angrily, picked up the wine glass in front of him and poured the ale like tap water, his brows were not furrowed, and it was not his money that was spent.

Kohler walked up to him, not knowing whether it was out of comfort or persuasion, and drank with him wordlessly, and I couldn't help but laugh as I looked at the bull that was smoking like a volcanic eruption.

"Haha......"

I reached out to cover my mouth, for fear that others would see my tonsils, so unreserved.

"What do you want me to say? We are not short of food now, and the mercenaries are hired for money, and if they are gone, they will be gone, so are they still distressed to lose them? When did you become so stingy? ”

When the bull heard my sarcasm, he was even more angry, but he didn't dare to break out because of his identity, so he could only take the wine glass in front of him to vent his anger: "What you said is light, but in this way, we will become the enemy's free carrying team, which is equivalent to giving away our own milk and feeding the opponent to be fat and fat, and the wronged boss can't be like this." ”

"I think you should go climb the mountain when it's okay, go to the top and open your eyes, now your eyes are only a little bit, you can only see what is in front of you, like a mouse, you can only see what is in front of you."

As I spoke, I twisted up two fingers and made an exaggerated gesture, which made the bull scratch his head and blush: "You only see that the enemy has taken away our grain in vain, and the murderers are very arrogant, but you don't notice that the coarse grain that has been robbed and ruined, the quantity is only enough to last for one day each time, this is called putting a long line to catch a big fish, look at it, the enemy's vigilance has been relaxed, tomorrow is the time of the decisive battle, pigs fattening, always have to kill to eat meat." ”

"Tomorrow? My lord, how can you be sure that if they don't come tomorrow? Kohler had a rough idea of what I was going to do with the information these days, so he was very cooperative and remained silent, but he was worried that my decision was too bold, so he asked.

I beckoned to Rollo to fill his cup with ale, and turned his glass to Kohler: "Cats who eat fishy food can't change their greed, and I bet they will come tomorrow, and the robber Louis will also appear, so we will wait in the cemetery prepared for him a long time ago, and hold a grand slaughtering banquet for free, so that this poisonous tumor of the evil side will be uprooted, and everyone will once again see the undeniable strength of Nijmegen!" ”

The next day seemed to be the ideal weather for the fight, the sun was ready to go early, and the spirits jumped out from below the horizon, radiating a vigorous light, and the fog common in the early morning in the woods quickly dissipated, and the green branches and leaves grew softly and vigorously, and were full of vitality.

A small detachment of grain had just emerged from the bushes covered with thorny sickles, and most of the soldiers in charge of escorting them were exhausted and helpless in the face of the ravines and ravines that had been passed by the convoy in the past few days.

The leader seems to be an officer, his strong and huge body can definitely attract your attention at the first time, and in those fierce eyes, there is a look of beast-like desire to kill, and the frightened birds hidden in the surrounding bushes flutter their wings in horror, and it seems that they will be eaten alive by him in a second late, and there are no bones left.

"We can't get there in such conditions, my lord." A soldier cautiously walked up to him and said, for fear of accidentally angering the unsmiling commander.

"It's okay, let's just stay here."

The bull repeatedly rubbed the tomahawk on his shoulders as if he was talking to himself and whispering to his beloved weapon: "I'm afraid I'm going to dirty you again in a while, don't be afraid, drink a full meal of hot blood!" ”

I stared at the wriggling and crawling caterpillar on the straw stick in front of me, its tiny needles reflecting a strange splendor in the sunlight shining through the leaves, and my mood was as twisted and uneasy as its strange marching posture.

The lurking in the grass had been going on all night, and I was so exhausted that I almost fell asleep several times, and I had to bite the tip of my tongue and try to concentrate.

"It's a life-and-death battle!"

Every time I bite myself, I silently recite it in my heart.

I strictly imitated the field combat methods of the special forces in the TV series, and asked everyone to dress themselves up as old stubborn rocks for many years, with branches and blades of grass tied to their bodies, crawling in the low, damp bushes, and it was really difficult to find from a distance, there was a group of murderous soldiers lying there.

Of course, the confusion also includes those animals that live in the woods, such as a snake, which used to be no more than two steps in front of me, curiously spitting out letters at me, and the terrifying voice, as if mocking the crappy bionic technology of our group of bipeds, shocked me into a cold sweat.

(End of chapter)