CHAPTER XXIS: Inference, Beni Village, One-armed Man

Upon receiving the viscount's call, Lord Herring immediately arranged for the rearguard, and then hurried to the guillotine valley with the herald.

At this time, most of the flesh and blood battlefields in the valley had been cleaned. The corpses of the Royanta family guards were lined up one by one, covered with burlap and waiting to be slowly retracted; The bodies of the thieves were thrown into a heap, and the soldiers gathered large bundles of firewood, apparently ready to be incinerated.

"Robson, you've seen everything right now, what do you think?" After Lord Rotherer informed Lord Herring of the general situation, the Viscount asked.

"Viscount, as Lord Roser has said, if we intend to continue our pursuit at this time, we must divide our forces. However, in this case, some battle damage may be inevitable. Sniffing the bloody smell of the valley, Lord Herreen lifted his gold-rimmed glasses and shook his head.

"yes." It seems that even the resourceful Lord Herring has no choice, and Viscount Salk can only sigh helplessly.

To tell the truth, in the face of a vicious enemy of unknown strength, Viscount Salk would never agree to divide his troops and weaken himself unless he had to. But in the current situation, if you give up the pursuit, it means that the thieves are given more time and space to wander, and the more damage they may cause in the future.

Closing his eyes and pondering, the old man was rarely undecided.

"Viscount, make up your mind." Lord Rosser looked up at the hazy moonlight in the sky, and finally couldn't help but urge.

"Lord Rother, hasn't Sir Royanta been found?" At this moment, Moriarty suddenly asked.

"Yes, no trace has been found in the valley, but the bodies of the guards have all been found in the valley. Come to think of it, Sir Royanta was kidnapped by thieves. Lord Rosser glanced at Moriarty and replied.

"Thank you, Lord." Morati smiled slightly, then turned to Lord Herring and said, "Lord, I would like to ask which farms or villages are closest to the Broken Head Valley along the two roads to the southeast and southwest?" Which family do they belong to? ”

"To the southeast... It is the village of Beni, which belongs to the Balek family; And in the southwest direction... It's Stone Bridge Manor, which belongs to... The Royanta Family..."Speaking of this, Lord Herring seemed to understand something at once, and immediately stopped, while looking at Viscount Salk on the opposite side anxiously.

"Sir Engsberg, what do you mean?" After a suppressed silence, Viscount Salk looked at Moriarty sternly as never before and asked.

All the people present were old men who had lived in the upper echelons of the nobility for a long time, and how could they not hear Moriarty's voice. However, Moriarty's inference is really a bit of a "villain's heart", and it can even be said to be mixed with some "malicious" slander, so no one dares to speak in a hurry except for Viscount Salk.

"Your Excellency Viscount Salk, Lord and Lord Sir of Salke." In the face of the viscount's burning gaze, Moriarty did not panic at all, but said calmly: "Let's temporarily abandon our respective identities and stand neutrally on the side of the captured Sir Royanta and those thieves, assume..."

"You say." The viscount nodded slowly.

"Tonight, thieves from Augshire came upon the cavalry of the House of Royanta and attacked them in the Valley of the Guillotine. Judging from the situation on the battlefield in the valley, the situation of the thieves does not seem to be very good. Not only did they plunder all the belongings and weapons of their victims, but they also refused to spare the flesh and bones of the horses they had died in battle. Clearly, the thieves were undersupplied. ”

"Not bad." Lord Rosser agreed.

"And after a fierce battle and some valuable loot, what do the thieves need most?" Moriatisheth asked. …,

"We need a place to make a fire to eat and recuperate." Sir Hasis replied immediately.

"Yes, thieves need to eat, and they need rest." Moriarty nodded to Sir Hasher and continued, "But these thieves are rogues who have just arrived in Kent, and are not familiar with the geography and environment of this county, so..."

"So they needed a guide to lead them to the nearest farm and take it." At this time, Viscount Salk said in a deep voice: "And the captive is the best guide. Am I right, Moriarty? ”

"It's logical reasoning, Viscount." What Moriarty wanted to say and what he intended to say was now finished, and he immediately owed himself to Viscount Salk, and said no more.

"Moriarty, I have to say, although this logical inference is rather unpleasant and disgusting, is the closest to the truth." There was a cold scene for about a minute before Viscount Salk spoke coldly.

"So, Viscount—" Lord Rosser and Lord Herring stepped forward at the same time.

"I order, the new target: the village of Beni in the southeast. Five minutes later, everyone is leaving! ”

"Yes, Lord Viscount."

As soon as the commander gave the order, the entire coalition army column immediately boiled again. Except for a small number of personnel who were left to deal with the aftermath in the Valley of the Guillotine, the other noble knights and soldiers remounted their horses and raised their torches to prepare for the march.

"Moriarty, if you guess wrong this time, both your family and I must make a formal apology to Royanta." After looking at the coalition forces that had quickly assembled their formations, the old man finally said to Moriarty.

"Thank you for your trust." Moriarty bowed lightly to the viscount, then pulled the reins of his horse, and followed the old man's back to the southeast.

The night in the countryside is always quiet and cozy. The farmer, who had worked hard all day, was at the sweetest moment of sleepiness. Even those miscellaneous dogs raised by farmers mostly whimpered and crawled in their grass nests in the middle of the night, refusing to move.

It's a pity that such a tranquility will not belong to Beni Village tonight.

When the strongest men in the five villages were all knocked to the ground and unable to get up, all the villagers, including the elderly, women and children, were driven out of their warm homes with bloody swords in horror and gathered on the threshing floor in front of the village. Fortunately, when the trembling villagers stopped resisting uselessly, the dirty-clad and strange-looking thieves did no more harm.

"I'm sorry to wake everyone up so late."

Standing in front of the villagers was a thin black middle-aged man with a haggard face and a razed beard, with a low, hoarse voice. The man was clad in a collared and badly torn half-knight armor, and the only remaining left hand was a broad, half-man-high sword, standing straight.

Looking at the one-armed man in front of him and the sword-wielding strongmen around him, the villagers looked at each other and did not dare to make a sound.

"We needed a place to spend the night, just stay overnight and leave in the morning. So you don't need to panic about anything, but don't create any unnecessary trouble that will upset everyone. Of course, we will leave some money for the cost of meals and accommodation. The one-armed man said softly, not as if he had the consciousness and demeanor of a nocturnal robber.

"Old... Sir, we don't... No money is charged. Faced with such a strange situation, the old village chief of Beni Village had to bite the bullet and stand up and reluctantly answer.

"I'm not a master... Scold. The one-armed man shook his head and smiled.

"It's... The old village chief really didn't know what to say, so he kept nodding his head.

"Take them to the barn, lock the door... Remember to leave a few beddings. The one-armed man sighed softly, waved his hand, and turned to leave alone. …,

Immediately, a young man armed with a short sword and a long crossbow led a dozen of his men to drive all the villagers into an empty barn. After throwing in three blankets and two water bladders, the barn door was slammed shut and locked.

Locking up the villagers, the thieves set up several large bonfires in the middle of the barn.

Bread, potatoes, and even a little sausage and cloudy wine were rummaged through farmhouses by the thieves.

Then, everyone set up the pot, boiled hot water, and threw the large pieces of horse meat and horse bones they carried with them into the pot. It didn't take long for the entire sky over the village of Beni to be filled with the smell of meat.

"Centurion, give."

When the meat was cooked, the young man with the crossbow first cut off the fattest of the meat, sprinkled it with a little coarse salt, and brought a few pieces of bread and a pot of home-brewed wine to the one-armed man.

"Thanks, White, you can sit down and eat together." The one-armed man let go of his left palm holding the sword, picked up a piece of dough cake that was abnormally dry and hard, gently tore off a piece, and chewed it expressionlessly.

"Yes." As if accustomed to the taciturn of the leader, White sat down beside him, cut off a long strip of horse meat with the dagger in his bosom, which was emitting a thick fragrance, rolled another piece of bread into his mouth, and munched it heavily.

"Are the villagers settled?" After eating only a piece of bread and a piece of horse meat, the one-armed man stopped moving, and the wine in the clay pot did not even touch it.

"It's all right. Billy and Akon are guarding the barn. White replied with an easy gulp.

"Hasn't anyone broken the rules?" The one-armed man's left hand rested again on the hilt of the long sword wrapped in a circle of black burlap.

"Nope! Haven't dared to mess around since the last time you split Vancoby's bastard in two with a single sword. But I saw that a few miscellaneous pieces still had a little crooked head on the girls in the village, and they just held back. As he spoke, White seemed to glance disdainfully at the campfire not far away, where a small group of thieves were eating and drinking loudly, and many of them glanced in the direction of the barn where the villagers were being held.

"Yes." The one-armed man nodded, lowered his head, and exhaled softly

There will be two shifts today.