Peng Hui sat on a bare wooden stake, looking carefully at a bald carved secret document that had just been delivered.

The contents of the secret document are simple: 20,000 musketeers in the city of Morente have been transferred to the villages and towns of the county.

In the lower right corner of this secret letter, there is a small number "115", which means that the letter was sent by the number one hundred and fifteen intelligence officer.

Peng Hui flipped through the secret document and looked at it, but did not find a special mark. This suggests that the sender was a white man, not a member of the empire who had the same bloodline as himself.

"There are our people among the whites, and when we act, we must judge them and not hurt them by mistake." This was the repeated advice of the superior commander to Peng Hui before setting off from Shenwei Fortress.

At that time, Peng Hui felt that the white intelligence officers might not play much role in this war, and now it seems that he was wrong.

From the first day of their arrival in the city of Moldon, the 20,000 musketeers from the direction of London received all kinds of information about this army. It is clear from personnel to equipment, and even includes the name of the leading officer at the squadron level.

This is deep in the Black Forest. For whites, it's an inaccessible place. But in Peng Hui's opinion, the beasts here are as unthreatening as cats and dogs, at most their claws and teeth are sharper, and they will bring a little trouble to themselves when they hunt.

The black bear, which is terrifying in the eyes of white people, is equivalent to the cub of the storm-maned bear in the north of the mainland.

The southbound raiding force was accompanied by trained black howling wolves, and the wolves of the Black Forest were so intimidated that they crawled in fear at the feet of their great kind from the north, willingly claiming to be king.

Peng Hui caught the two spotted leopards with a trap, plucked out their fangs, smoothed out their claws, and turned the two ferocious beasts into poor pets. Hidden in the Black Forest during this time requires toys to spend time, and the leopard with claws and teeth can often replace a woman and perform some indescribable special sucking movements.

Of all the beasts, there is no one with the most tragic fate than the boar. After hunting, they are hollowed out of their internal organs, the cavity in their bodies is filled with rice, the outer skin is wrapped in leaves and mud and buried in the ground, a fire is lit on the surface, and when it is ripe and dug out, the mud husk on the surface is knocked off, and the cooked food is fragrant and tastes unique.

The town of Odwin has become one of the most important logistics bases for troops moving south. Penghui ordered all the bread looted by the white towns and villages to be transported there...... It was all out of bad taste, that damn bread was so hard that many warriors swore to the gods and to His Majesty the Great Emperor: it was the hardest food in the world to swallow.

In Penghui's view, this is a sign of being too picky. As long as you turn back the clock, these arrogant guys will not hesitate to pick out even corn kernels mixed in the manure and eat them in their mouths. All of this is thanks to His Majesty the Emperor, who changed everything, including the understanding of food and the living conditions of all the tribesmen.

Peng Hui stood up from the stake, turned around, and issued an order to the thousands of dragon warriors gathered behind him: "Stand up, we have work to do." ”

……

At dusk, Malki led three hundred soldiers to the outskirts of the town of Leiden. From this location, you can see the spire of the town church, and the wooden rice frame is bathed in golden sunlight, giving it a comfortable sense of security.

A personal guard walked up to Malki and muttered with some anticipation and obvious dissatisfaction, "Captain, I really don't understand why I came to such a ghost place. Is it bad to stay in Moldant City? The town is so small that I really don't see any military value. ”

"Do you think I'm willing?" As a captain, Malkey glanced at him angrily: "This is Lord Hutson's order, you dare to disobey it?" ”

The guard sneered and shook his head, "I'm just talking casually. It's too far away, and it's too remote, I ...... We all didn't like this place. ”

As soon as he said this, the soldiers around him immediately echoed, all complaining and puzzled.

"I love the city of Moriente, the beer is very good."

"From yesterday to now, the soles of my shoes are broken, this damn rotten road, it must be the old immortal of the Moronte County Warden who embezzled all the taxes, so he made us use as a road mill."

"I bet with my head that Commander Giant wouldn't want to attack a place where such a bird doesn't. It's a waste of time and energy for us to be sent here. ”

"Enough!" Malki stopped, turned around, and swept over everyone with a cold gaze: "Shut up for me, and obey orders honestly." This is the arrangement of the Baron, and naturally he has a reason. Not to mention that coming to this town from the city of Moriente is not without its benefits. Before leaving, the attendant told me that the standard of food during this time would be very good, with real bacon and sausages, and free wine. ”

This last sentence completely changed everyone's mind. The food in the army was not generally bad, most of the time it consisted of soup, military porridge and bread. Butter and fried meat were luxuries, and God knows exactly when the bones in the soup pot had been around for so much that the soldiers were so familiar with what they looked like that they even gave them names and nicknames: the thickest one was called "Metal", the one that was broken in the middle was called "Castration", and the smallest one was called "Slut".

Bacon and sausages are only available at festivals, but they are not as delicious as you might expect. There are many parts of a pig's body, and the same can be done with lymphatic tissue-dense grooved meat, and the same goes for sausages, and you can never imagine how terrible the filling inside that red sausage is———— all kinds of water scraps, chicken eyes, cow ears, sheep lips, all kinds of animal chest diaphragms, and alveoli...... All of this stuff was mixed with blood, mixed with a lot of cornmeal, and a lot of salt, in short, it looked like meat, but when you ate it in your mouth, it tasted terrible beyond words. Especially the dead salt, which is simply there to numb the taste buds, only a little residual consciousness in your brain keeps reminding you: this is a quick bacon, this is a sausage.

So when the officers refer to "real bacon and sausages," it is to distinguish it from the terrible substance of the same name, which is reserved for the army.

The soldiers suddenly became excited, and their whining voices were much lowered.

It was getting darker.

Directly in front of the road at the end of the light, a dark position slowly walked a figure.

There is only one person, and the appearance of the body is obviously not a giant, so there is no need to be vigilant. Everyone, including Marchie, watched him come closer, smiling and bending down.

This is a stout man with the characteristic roughness of the people of Morente: "Hello, is this a brother from the city of Morente?" Who is Captain Marchey? ”

Malki stepped out of the crowd and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"My name is Mike, and I'm a cousin of Mayor Leiden." The man took out a letter from his pocket, raised it in his hand, and shouted happily: "We received news yesterday that you are coming, which is very good. With you here, we're not afraid of those damned giants of the North. ”

There couldn't have been a better welcome, and Marki and the soldiers had a satisfied smile on their faces.

Out of the necessary vigilance, or rather courtesy, Malki cautiously asked, "It's getting dark, what are you doing here?" ”

"I'm here to meet you." Mike couldn't fault his answer: "We've got dinner ready, you can have some fun today." There was fresh roast lamb, as well as cheesecake and apple pie. To be honest, we've been in fear all this time, and several villages and towns in the north have been destroyed, and maybe the northern giants will be eyeing this place at some point. We have organized militias, but there are not many of them, and those lads have no military training, there are not many who can shoot, you have to teach them well, and we will pay for it. ”

Malki's eyes couldn't help but light up, but he didn't expect that this was by no means an imaginary chore, but there was oil and water to be fished.

The personal guard asked excitedly, "Is there any wine?" ”

"Of course, how can you be without wine on a day like this?" Mike let out a hearty laugh: "Leiden has the best wine in the world, you can drink it as much as you want." ”

More soldiers rushed forward from behind, their eyes shining, and they did not hide the greed and lust in their hearts: "Is there a woman? ”

Mike's answer is understandable to all men and full of life philosophy: "If you like little ewe Molly, you can give her little bed a good rock." If you like busty Ricky, she'll make you understand that sometimes a man's pleasure comes from a cow's ass. If you like slim Britney, you'll be fascinated by her sun-kissed skin...... Well, boys, don't waste your time standing here, step out and follow me, I promise you'll have a night of passion like never before. ”

Feeling that he had temporarily lost control of the army, Malki did not need to give orders, and the excited-faced soldiers trotted behind Mike towards the town of hope and happiness in the distance.

Soon he saw the buildings in the town, and the lights in many of the windows, and the smell of barbecue from afar, all of which showed that Mike was not lying, and everyone, including Malki, sped up, and they couldn't help but want to have a full meal.

Twilight obscured many details that would normally attract attention, and Malkey, whose brain was full of joy, did not pay attention to exactly when he entered the town. There are no trees nearby, it is an open area, unobstructed, but the soil under your feet is a little damp, sticky and sticky to the soles of your shoes, very uncomfortable.

Suddenly, he smelled a faint smell of blood.

The aroma of barbecue wafted from afar, but it was mixed with a heavy burnt paste and bloody ...... The smell was weird, and Markie's feet slowed down.

He hadn't noticed his surroundings until now.

The intersection directly ahead is clearly a gateway into the town. From there, a low wall appears on each side, forming a figure of eight along the main road.

Something doesn't seem right!

Although Malki complained about food in the army, and was equally fond of wine and women, his ability to go from an ordinary soldier to a captain was a testament to his abilities. He had been to many small towns, but he had never seen this kind of practice of building low walls outside the town, which was equivalent to bunkers, which was typical of the military.

And that weird smell in the air, what's going on?

"Mike!" He couldn't help but open his mouth to shout at the back of the figure walking in front, "Wait a minute, I have something to look for you." ”

"Okay!" Mike's answer was just as cheerful as before, but instead of slowing down, he picked up speed and ran forward.

Malki froze, and then a chill surged from under his feet and pierced through his body.

"Stop! Stop! He roared and reached down to untie the arquebus from his shoulder.

The surrounding soldiers did not know what was going on, and they stopped to watch.

The personal guards were quick to react, they had been with Malki for many years and had a lot of experience, and one of them chased after Mike without thinking about it, and slipped and fell to the ground in the wet mud just a few steps. He cursed and struggled to get up from the mud, and when his right hand pressed on the ground, he suddenly touched something and was stunned.

“…… Captain...... Captain, there is a situation! From suspicion to surprise to shock, his tone changed from low to high, and his voice was hoarse.

The sun had not yet fully sunk into the horizon, and in the golden afterglow, it was clear to everyone that the soldier who had slipped was holding a tube wrapped in dirt.

It is pink and white on the surface, and a lot of black-purple veins can be seen intertwined in it.

It was a human intestine.

Malki finally understood where the strange smell of blood in the air was coming from.

At the same time, he saw Mike, who was running wildly in front, suddenly fall down, and the whole person disappeared to the ground.

Almost at the same time, orange fires shone from behind the low wall directly in front of them, and a dense burst of gunfire rang out.

One of the personal guards who rushed up to grab Mike was hit by a bullet and the whole person was torn apart on the spot.

A soldier next to Malki was shot in the head by a bullet, and it exploded with a "bang", like a ripe watermelon, with sticky white brains and bright red flesh splashed all over him.

One soldier was shot in the abdomen and his body was blown off by a barrage, and the only parts that could be found were above his chest and two broken legs lying in the mud.

It's the Giants of the North!

Thoughts ran rampant through Malkey's mind.

The lethality of a bullet is directly proportional to the caliber. He had talked to the veterans who had fled from the front lines that the giants had developed muskets whose bullets would explode and never penetrate a person, but would be as terrifying as a powder keg burying itself in the human body and igniting a fuse to explode completely.

Swindler...... Damn liar, it's a terrible scam!

Why do we win souls on the side of giants? That damn Mike is obviously white, why would he help the giant deceive us?

Why did he have that letter?

They knew in advance that we were coming, so they set up an ambush.