Maybe there's something in my heart that I can't let go!

Like a demon, Hans, who couldn't figure out the situation, was stupid but loyal.

Although Hans can't do anything, can't eat enough, and often does things under my banner to be lazy and lazy, but when it comes to the critical moment of seeing blood and bravery, the knife is on his neck, and he will not betray his master, which is why I still promoted him to knight when I did his errand in Venice.

It may be easy to find a brave and fearless warrior like a bull, and there will be a brave and resourceful all-round talent like Kohler, but it must be difficult to find a man who can really be loyal to his subordinates, except for Hans, so I insist on promoting Hans, who has no actual talent, to become a knight, but even so, the purpose of my trip is not to rescue this loyal subordinate.

Is it for the conscientious chief palace minister to prosper and wealth?

The old man cherishes his hard-won opportunity to change his fate, and devotes himself to the complicated daily business of the castle with more than the vigorous energy of young people, especially with me as an unreliable lord like a shopkeeper, many things are just a general idea, and the rest of the rich details and implementation aspects, it all depends on Wangcai's little bit of coordination and communication improvement, overcoming many unimaginable difficulties, turning the ideas in my mind into a living reality, silently being an old scalper, Diligently pulling the cart of the county, advancing forward at high speed but steadily.

But if I want to say that I choose to take a risk for him, maybe even a stupid bull won't believe it.

Crossing a small river that is not very wide, I can't help but shiver in the biting cool air, the moon slowly moves to the west, and after a while, it has moved from the top of my head to the lower position of my right hand, although I don't know how long I have walked, but the night must be deep, and the screams of wild beasts in the woods on both sides have gradually quieted down, only unknown small insects are still chirping tirelessly, proving the value of their existence to the noisy world.

All right! I confess that I am a little worried, that Miss Cresenti, who is locked up in the tower of the castle, though we do not have much to do with each other, but there is an inexplicable hidden affection in my heart, calling on the feelings that I thought were as cold as frost, and growing tender buds.

She is not very pretty, but she has an indescribable heroic spirit, as if planted in your heart is not an eye-catching seed, when it encounters the right temperature and soil, it will quickly take root and sprout, and bloom the most gorgeous but deadly flowers, and by the time you find it, it will be too late.

What do I like about her? When I finally realized this vaguely, my whole body twitched like an electric shock, this woman who has an enmity with me, this woman who has a marriage contract with me, this woman who can make me enter the upper aristocratic circle in blood, this woman who hates me to the bone and claims to make me die a bad death, slowly but quietly entered my long-sealed heart, even if I know that she sees herself as an enemy who kills her father and brother, but whenever I see her helpless crying, My heart seemed to be hit by some indescribable sadness, and I always wanted to use all my strength to hug her into my arms, gently smooth her messy long hair, and tell her firmly but gently: "With me here, don't be afraid!" ”

"My lord, this is the crooked-necked beech you mentioned." A soldier pushed me into a distraction, pointed to the place marked on the map by the moonlight, and whispered.

I looked up, and sure enough, I saw a beech with a curved trunk, growing alone in the middle of a pile of towering trees that could not be named.

"Search the surroundings of the tree immediately, look for the entrance to the tunnel, there may not be such obvious signs, everyone be careful and hurry up." I waved my hand for everyone to come closer, and whispered orders with my mouth closed, and the moon slowly disappeared into the clouds, and finally I couldn't survive the tiredness that followed me and fell asleep.

The crowd immediately dispersed, divided into many areas and began to look for hidden entrances to the tunnels, not sparing any possible corners, I squinted my eyes through the dense cracks in the trunks, as if I saw the flickering bonfires on the city walls, perhaps the enemy was sleeping after enjoying the unbridled revelry of the victors, carelessly letting down their vigilance, this was definitely the best time to sneak attack.

"Your Excellency!"

A soldier pulled open the mossy ground under the roots of a tree, the lid cleverly disguised as a meadow coiled with dead branches, and immediately raised his voice to remind me of his discovery.

I hurriedly walked over, only to see a cave with obvious traces of artificial repair appear under the ground, and let out a long sigh of relief to relieve the anxious tension in my heart: "This is it, organize your equipment and go down in order." ”

With that, I nodded at the two pioneers who had been prepared for a long time, and they carefully drilled into the tunnel, and disappeared in a moment, and after a long time, all the safety signals were released, and the others got into it one by one.

The space inside the tunnel is very narrow, a damp and rotten smell that has not been exposed to fresh air for a long time comes to my nose, in the smooth and muddy corners, there are intermittent cobwebs, unknown little insects crawl over your face, and only a hint of imperceptible breeze blows on my earlobes, somewhat relieving the feeling of wanting to vomit.

I lowered my head, trying not to be knocked out by the ******soldier who was taking the first step in front of me, and the unprecedented moment in front of me suddenly became clear.

"It turns out that there is a hole in this, how much money did the previous lord spend to build such a safe and secret escape tunnel for himself, he must be a wronged man with a fat head, but unfortunately I didn't have a chance to kill him."

I touched the smooth walls on both sides, all kinds of artificial carving marks, as if trying to read the ups and downs of the walls, what kind of secrets of the past years were hidden: "Take the road on the left, there are many hidden passages on the right, and after entering, there are many bad luck, which is a trap preset by the original owner to prevent the enemy from touching in from the outside." ”

I don't know how long we walked in the faint light of the torches, but we found the entrance to the legendary castle, and gently opened a crack that looked like the furnishings of a certain room, and the soldiers in front of them nervously poked their heads out, and climbed out first when they were sure that it was safe.

This is the back kitchen of the waste box piled up in the utility room, it is covered with thick dust but no one wipes it, I have wanted to throw it away countless times, but I did not expect it to become the key to surprise at the critical moment, we carefully made the surroundings the original appearance, the cat stepped over a few drunk enemy soldiers on the ground, and gently did not dare to make the slightest sound that would make everything fall short.

"My lord, there are more than a dozen enemies by the city gate, and the soldiers on duty are sleeping with spears in their arms, and no one is monitoring our troops outside the city." One of my men was attached to my ear, observing the situation outside, and reported the details of the enemy's disposition.

"Let's divide into two ways, first quietly kill all the enemies in the house, and after clearing the absolutely safe space, some of the people try to get as close as possible to the city gate and wait for the opportunity, and the rest will follow me to the tower, and rescue Miss Cresenti no matter what."

I changed the original plan in time according to the situation, clarified the division of labor of each of us, and the soldiers nodded silently, and instantly assigned their respective tasks, and disappeared flexibly and quietly at the turn of the corridor.

I was wearing a smock that had been ripped from the corpse, and judging from his simple cowhide armor, it was probably not a high-ranking knight, maybe a small soldier in charge, but his smock with blue cod tattoos helped us to stagger the patrols we encountered on the road to some extent, because the windows of the castle were constantly shining and flickering, indicating that there were still vigilant enemies patrolling back and forth, so it was better to be careful.

I pulled the shawl cloth around my neck, pulled it to my face, straightened up my tight-fitting leather armor, and said to a few warriors who were dressed in different ways and were agile: "Get out of the way!" ”

We lined up in a column, holding beep and burning torches, and silently marched slowly along the familiar corridors of the castle, the damp and shady stone walls on both sides, like a group of beasts crouching in the corner patiently waiting for their momentum, repressed and hidden their minions, ready to show their hideous fangs at any moment to pounce and tear everyone apart, and swallow not even the bones left.

If it weren't for the cobwebs that melted and receded quickly, and the bats that flew away from time to time, I would have thought that the long corridor would never seem to end.

We walked up the staircase to the second floor, the steps under our feet steep and straight, worn away by years of treading on them.

The first floor of the castle was the kitchen and storeroom, as well as the servants' rooms, and the enemy did not know where to keep the others, which made the most lively place seem quiet and terrible, and the space on the first floor was not arranged with many troops, so it seemed that they were also overstretched in terms of troops.

"After going up to the second floor, you two will go to the chapel of the castle to take a look, Father Djokovic is a clergyman of the Holy See, the enemy should not dare to attack him, at most send some more people to house arrest in the room, we need to get in touch with him to achieve the purpose of cooperating with the operation."

I stared nervously at the corner of the staircase, as if a few fangs and claws would pop up there at any moment: "If there are few enemy soldiers, then kill them and protect the priest, and if there are many enemy soldiers, don't do stupid things, leave immediately and try to catch up with the warriors near the city gate as a temporary maneuver." ”

We stepped up the last staircase to the second floor of the castle, where a patrol had just walked past, and by the faint light we could see the backs of the soldiers who had fallen behind, but as the light faded away, it was swallowed up by darkness and silence.

(End of chapter)