The chef reacted in a hurry, and hurriedly crawled in front of He Bin with the stump leg, revealing a mouth full of burnt teeth, which was obviously caused by smoking grass all year round.

"What's the matter, you're so bold, count me in as one......"

He Bin scolded: "Let you come over and help carry someone, where is there so much nonsense!" ”

This is in Chinese, the chef can't understand Chinese, and he shows his trademark big yellow teeth, and the smell of cigarette oil goes straight to He Bin's nose.

"Selling Colonel Wallace to the governor of the Ming Dynasty should be worth a lot of gold, don't forget to give me a share when the time comes, no matter what, I will also help you carry this dead pig-like lump of meat......"

He Bin, who was carrying Wallace, was taken aback by the chef's words, and then he understood why the chef wanted to let him be counted as his share, it turned out that what he did was considered by this guy to be a traitor's act of seeking glory. As soon as this thought popped into his mind, he quickly corrected the word "seller seeking glory". Wallace is the master of what kind of family, if he really sold him, that is also to abandon the darkness and turn to the light.

Abandon the darkness and turn to the light? He Bin was suddenly stunned, through the inspiration of the chef, it would not be difficult to hand over Wallace to the Ming Dynasty in exchange for a Shunmin status, right? The thought made his heart flutter.

He Bin glanced at the cook in disgust, just as Wallace looked at him with disgust. The chef is from the Rakshasa country, his name is Popov, and he has always been unpopular among mercenaries, and this sloppy appearance also makes He Bin full of disgust with him.

"Help me carry people well, your share is indispensable, if you are lazy, you won't even have a small piece of gold!"

He Bin's tone was vicious, he was not afraid of the big man of this Rakshasa country, this guy's stump leg was cut off at the root, and a wooden stick was tied to the root of the stump to support the balance of the body. After weighing it in his heart, He Bin felt that even if Popov of this Rakshasa country wanted to have any bad intentions, he could deal with it calmly.

Chef Popov smiled and showed a mouthful of big yellow teeth, and humbly said that he would obey He Bin's words, but only halfway through the words, he widened his eyes, looked behind He Bin in surprise, and even stammered a little when he spoke.

"Look, look behind you, what's going on!"

He Bin turned around suddenly, and there were countless boats on the surface of the Qinhuai River at some point, flowing down the river from upstream. He was secretly anxious, this must be the ship of the Ming army, what should I do? If he is captured alive by them, he will be a prisoner, but he will not sacrifice Wallace to abandon the darkness and turn to the light!

"Throw the barrel into the river, and we'll be halfway to the shore if we can swim to the shore!"

Popov's movements were unprecedentedly swift to split the ship's hemp rope, first tying Wallace into a knot, and then tying himself and Wallace together. He Bin wondered, "Why did you tie yourself up too?" ”

Popov showed a mouthful of big yellow teeth and said proudly: "Wallace is your bargaining chip, I am a useless cripple, in order to prevent you from throwing me off, this is the only way!" ”

He Bin was made to cry and laugh by this Rakshasa lame, but he was not willing to worry more about him. He first pushed a few wooden barrels down, then pushed Wallace and Popov down, and then jumped into the Qinhuai River himself.

At this time, the water level of the Qinhuai River had dropped so much, and the deepest part of the river was only one person deep, but it was more than enough to drown people, He Bin tied the rope left by Popov and Wallace to the copper ring of the barrel, and then tied himself to the surface with hemp rope to prevent being washed away in the chaos. Popov was already holding the barrel at this time, although he lost a leg, but with the buoyancy of the barrel, he could barely float in the river.

After Wallace was soaked in the river, his body involuntarily shook a few spirits, and he suddenly opened his eyes. When he found out that he was tied to the wooden barrel, he angrily scolded He Bin, and at the same time ordered He Bin to untie the hemp rope on his body.

Just as Wallace was scolding, a strong smell of smoky oil rushed to his nose, and Wallace realized that he was actually tied to the lame cook. He writhed as hard as he could, trying to break free of the rope.

"Don't waste your efforts, Colonel! I made these knots with my own hands, and you can't break free unless you cut them with a knife! ”

Popov gloated at the poor worm-like Wallace. Wallace, however, did not know that he was about to be sold to the Ming Dynasty in the tragic future, and asked a little helplessly:

"What are you doing here? I command you to let me go! ”

"Let go of you? Oh God, stop dreaming! Why should I and the general priest take you back the gold? Colonel Wallace, how many pounds of gold do you think you can be worth? ”

In a cat-and-mouse tone, Popov teased the nobleman who had served like a dog half a day ago. And Wallace finally came to his senses and understood why Popov was going to take him to the Ming Dynasty in exchange for freedom and gold!

"Despicable! Vile! Despicable Russians, shameless Orientals......"

Wallace was utterly desperate, and he cursed his former subordinates who were about to decide their fate.

"Save your energy, Colonel Wallace, if you feel like you're too laid-back, I don't mind putting you down in the river and calm down!"

He Bin couldn't stand being scolded by Wallace, so he began to threaten! When Wallace heard this, he became even more angry, "Then you can do it now, I will drown in the river!" If you don't, you're a prostitute. Girl's! ”

This sentence can be regarded as poking at He Bin's weakness, of course he can't throw Wallace into the river, a dead Wallace is useless compared to a living Wallace. So He Bin endured it, but some people couldn't help it. "Anyway, won't you throw Colonel Wallace into the river? He can say you're a prostitute. Girls ......"

He Bin really wanted to pump Popov's mouth hard, he said that he was, did he be? This idiot! As everyone knows, Wallace is using the agitation method!

He Bin climbed ashore on a river beach far from the main road, on which waist-high artemisia grass grew, and he lay on his back from exhaustion, breathing in the air.

"Don't move! What for? ”

Before he could react to what had happened, the cold barrel of the musket was already pressed against his head. Sizzling the sparkling fire rope clamped on the hammer, He Bin's heart was in an unprecedented panic, he was really afraid that a trace of sparks would splash into the medicine pot, in that case he would die.

"Don't, don't fire! I am Han, Han! I want to see the Marquis of Zhen, I have captured Colonel Wallace, the supreme commander of the red-haired fan! ”

The Ming soldiers outside Nanjing seemed to be much more civilized than their Fujian counterparts, and they neither beat or curse nor loot their belongings. After confirming the identities of the three people, they reported to them level by level, and soon there were Ming Dynasty soldiers who claimed to be gendarmes and took over He Bin and the other three.

The gendarmes were obviously not as polite as the ordinary soldiers, and they were shackled coldly, escorted to the barracks outside the city gates, and held them separately. The interrogation of He Bin has been going on for a long time, and He Bin, who is directly interrogated, is dizzy, and only hopes that it will end soon, so that he can see the marquis of Zhenyu a moment earlier!

He Bin didn't know when he fell asleep, he only felt that someone was patting his face, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that it was already dawn, and the gendarmes who interrogated him last night were standing in front of him.

The gendarmes looked stern and preached to him the terms of disposition. And because He Bin didn't sleep well, his mind was still chaotic, and he only heard the words traitor and military law, and he didn't wake up completely until the two "beheadings" came into his ears! But I still don't believe it, it's true.

The gendarme seemed to hear it clearly until He Bin couldn't hear it clearly, and specially explained the decision to behead him again. After speaking, he beckoned again, and immediately a soldier brought a plate of sauce meat and a pot of wine, and paused in front of He Bin.

"Enjoy, last drink!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for He Bin to answer, the gendarmes kicked the cowhide riding boots and walked away!

"Impossible! No way! You must be mistaken! I am turning from darkness to light, you can't do this to me! ”

He Bin wanted to rush out of the cell where he was being held, but was stopped by the soldiers outside the door, and he received a heavy kick in the chest in the confusion. In desperation, He Bin sat in front of the wine and meat, tears crackling and rolling down like beads with broken threads.

Although his stomach was already empty, he couldn't lift his appetite anyway, and the thought of having to be in a different place after eating this meal made him feel sad.

After about a quarter of an hour, the door to the cell was opened, and two wolf-like gendarmes dragged him out. He Bin knew that his last time had come, but he still hadn't moved the wine and meat in front of him.

"A few military masters, let me, let me eat, how about this wine and meat on the road again?"

The two gendarmes replied coldly: "I have already given you time, who can blame me if I don't eat?" The military law of the Three Guards is very strict, and if the time is set, you can't delay for a moment, otherwise our brothers will also be involved, and when you get to the bottom, my brother will burn you more as compensation! ”

He Bin was completely desperate, struggling hysterically, shouting and screaming.

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

One of the gendarmes who forcibly dragged him sneered: "If you don't want to die, why do you want to be a traitor?" ”

"I'm not a traitor, I was born in Luzon!"

"Last night, you confessed in person, born in Nan'an, Fujian, and now you are talking back, it's too late!"

Another gendarme spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm on He Bin's body, "Phew! If you are a traitor and seek glory, if you cut one, there will be one less scum in the world! ”

"Wallace is not the main ......"

No matter how He Bin struggled and quibbled, he was still dragged to the execution site. What he didn't expect was that Wallace was actually at the scene, although his face was extremely ugly, but there was still a chair to sit on.

The gendarmes behind him pushed him. "Hurry up, don't be stunned! specially arranged for your old master to watch the punishment, which is your punishment! ”

He Bin was discouraged and regretted that he should not have listened to Napopov's instigation. After walking a few steps, I found out that Popov had already been tied to the execution ground!