Around three o'clock in the morning, the circus began to pack up.

In the open space at the entrance of the village, torches were lit. Untie the cable attached to the stake, and the circus tent suddenly deflated like a ball. Everyone moved very lightly, trying not to disturb the sleeping villagers.

After about two hours, everything was cleaned up. As dawn approached, the caravan quietly started and drove out of the village one by one.

When I came, it was hot, but when I left, it was quiet. This is a tradition of the Wilderness Circus, where the reunion is joyful and the parting is painful. Leave happy and leave quietly.

When the villagers woke up, the big circus tent disappeared, and the happiness remained in the memory, and then they collected their mood and returned to their original lives.

A few minutes later, the silent wasteland ushered in the first rays of dawn on the horizon.

In the faint morning light, the caravan of long snakes moved slowly. Margareth sat on the roof of the car, shaking her two white calves, looking laid-back, blowing bubblegum.

"Smack!"

The pink bubble exploded, and the sound of Lady Ursula's lesson immediately rang out in the canopy.

"How many times have I said that only female hooligans eat such unseemly things!" "Okay, okay, got it!"

The convoy drove slowly to the next location. It may be because the vehicle is old, and the speed is very slow, only about 30 kilometers per hour.

The wheels jolted along with the ground, and the leisurely time flew by, and in a blink of an eye, it was evening.

The setting sun was setting, gilding the red wasteland with a layer of pale gold, like the orange-red fire of an iron-making furnace.

"It's almost time to get to the ostrich nest, spend the night there."

A hoarse middle-aged male voice came over the intercom.

A moment later, several large blocks of weathered rock appeared in front of me. Under the erosion of wind and rain, the edges and corners gradually disappear and become rounded. The name ostrich nest is very graphic, these oval-shaped weathered rocks resemble a pile of ostrich eggs on the Gobi Desert.

The convoy stopped, and people got out of the car one after another, stretching their waists and moving their muscles. After a bumpy day, I'm a little tired.

"Slimy!"

Just when everyone was a little relaxed, a black shadow suddenly rushed out from the side of the weathered rock, and rushed towards the crowd who had just gotten out of the car at great speed.

"Be careful, there are ghouls!"

"Ahh

The people screamed and dispersed, and a slow-moving old blind man could not dodge, and was bitten on the shoulder by the ghoul that pounced on him, and let out a wail of pain.

A young man with a rifle on his back ran up, picked up the butt and smashed the ghoul away, then shot it several times in the head.

The sound of gunfire alarmed the ghouls behind the weathered rock, and they ran out.

There were about two hundred people in the circus, and there were about a dozen of them in charge of the guards, but they were all rudimentary, except for the most common single-shot shotguns and Blackstar pistols.

There were about twenty or thirty ghouls, and it took an average of three shots to kill one, and they were relatively flexible, and there were only a dozen or so people with weapons, and they soon fell into a bitter battle.

Seeing that several ghouls broke through the line and were about to pounce into the panicked crowd, Margares pulled the safety buckle and held the Uzi submachine gun and fired.

Automatic weapons are more effective than single-shot weapons, and the rushing ghouls have been shot and fell to the ground, or they were directly swept away, letting out painful whimpers.

It didn't take long for the ghouls to be swept away, but the old blind man was not lightly injured, his shoulder blades were bitten off, and several blood holes were bleeding.

Two young men carried the old blind man to the caravan and leaned against the tires. I tore the strip of cloth and bandaged it, and finally stopped the bleeding.

At first it was fine, but after dinner, the old blind man's face began to appear bruised and swollen, accompanied by a severe cough.

A few people who knew each other gathered around and fed the old blind man water to drink, but it did not alleviate the symptoms in the slightest.

"He had lost a lot of blood, and he had contracted the living corpse virus, and he needed an antidote and a treatment needle." Mrs. Ursula, who had worked as a nurse, came to check on her and made a diagnosis.

Several disabled people looked at each other and did not speak.

"Let your captain come over."

At the request of Mrs. Ursula, the head of the circus came.

"This ......" The head of the troupe looked very hesitant, the price of a healing needle is fifty gold coins, the Wilderness Circus can't afford it at all, the antidote is cheaper, but it also costs several gold coins, which is also difficult to pay.

Seeing that the regimental commander was embarrassed, Mrs. Ursula sighed and said, "Give him treatment, and I will pay for it." ”

"Great, the old blind man is saved." "Thank you, kind lady." "Good people have good rewards, and the gods of the wilderness will definitely bless you." "May you always be healthy!"

However, when the antidote and treatment needles were delivered, they were pushed away by the old blind man, and said angrily, "I'm dying, leave it all to the children......

"Madam, kind madam, thank you for all that you have done for me, and when I see the god of the wilderness, I will ask him to bless you."

Lady Ursula's eyes turned red, and she ran away with her mouth covered. She is kind by nature and cannot see sad things.

The old blind man left that night. There was no antidote, and in order not to turn himself into the living dead, the old blind man ended his life with a knife.

The circus men dug a pit and buried him. There was no funeral, and there was no prayer

Sue, it's just simply buried. According to the regimental commander, this is the life of the wilderness, come happily and go quietly.

The departure of the old blind man did not cause any waves, and everyone seemed to be commonplace, and soon regained their cheerful appearance. Sitting on the canopy and playing the accordion, singing a light ballad.

Two days later, the circus arrived at another planned homeless village, Dashi Village.

The atmosphere returned with a lively procession, followed by a big circus and bonfire......

Margaret jumped on the fire again and played a song of Swan Lake. The fame of the Flame Swan slowly spread.

In the following period, they arrived at Niujiao Village and the Lazi tribe successively, and they were getting closer and closer to Orchid Town.

During the journey, Ursula and his party gradually became familiar with the circus people, many of whom could be named.

The convoy walks through the endless wasteland, slowly and leisurely, joyfully and leisurely. Margareth sat on the roof of the carport, shaking her little feet, looking at the empty world. Thinking that they were about to separate, she actually gave birth to a trace of reluctance.

Maybe when he arrives in Orchid Town, he can convince Master to let the circus spend the winter in Orchid Town. That way they don't have to go to the colder north, and they can still see them perform often.

Between thoughts, a large cloud of dust suddenly rose on the horizon in the distance. She frowned, and then she heard the roar of the engine.

In the blink of an eye, sand carts rushed out of the dust, and then divided into two groups and surrounded the circus convoy.

"There's a situation ahead, stop now!"

"Don't be afraid, it may be mercenaries passing by, I believe they won't embarrass us."

The stopped convoy was soon surrounded, with more than a dozen sand carts, filled with mercenaries carrying assault rifles, in the appearance of seventy or eighty people.

"Call someone who can talk!"

A big man with a meaty face jumped down from the passenger seat, his face was covered with scars, and the shape was terrifying, like a centipede crawling on his face, which made people shudder.

The head of the regiment took the initiative to walk out of the team and negotiate with the other party.

"I'm the head of the regiment......"

"Haha!" As soon as the regiment commander spoke, he was interrupted by the other party's loud laughter, Scarface pointed at him, facing the mercenary accomplice behind him, "Listen, he is still a regiment leader......"

"Hahahaha!" It immediately caused the mercenaries to laugh.

"You're still the head of the regiment, come on!" Scarface looked disdainful.

"Commander, he's on your footing." A young mercenary stepped forward and said, his tone full of mockery.

"No, no, no, I'm the one who speaks, and I ...... the one who speaks," the circus director hastily denied. When encountering this group of ruffians, they can't explain reasonably, so they can only follow the other party's wishes, hoping that they can leave quickly.

Scarface grabbed the belt with both hands, walked back and forth, looked at the convoy, and asked, "Are you a circus?" ”

"Yes." The circus leader nodded.

"That's right, it's almost the New Year, and I'm also going to our camp to perform." Scarface said.

"This ......," the circus leader hesitated, plucked up his courage under Scarface's scrutiny, and refused, "I'm afraid it's not suitable......

Before he finished speaking, he was kicked to the ground by the young mercenary who looked like an adjutant next to Scarface, pointed at his nose, and threatened, "Our boss asked you to perform, because he can afford you, don't be ignorant!" ”

"However, we have already made ......an appointment," the circus director said with a bitter face, trying to explain to the other party that they had already made an appointment, and if it was delayed, it would be difficult to explain it there.

Unexpectedly, the adjutant didn't listen to his explanation at all, pulled out the armed belt around his waist, and pulled it towards his head.

The circus director was beaten and rolled over his head, screaming and screaming.

Seeing the head of the troupe being beaten, a young man from the circus finally couldn't bear it anymore, rushed up with a shotgun and pulled the bolt, trying to stop the atrocity of the adjutant. saw Scarface pull out the large revolver on his waist and shoot it at the young guy.

"Bang!"

The caliber of the revolver was very large, and it could almost be regarded as a hand cannon, and it directly blasted half of the young man's shoulder, and the flesh and blood were blurred, and he died on the spot.

"Don't, don't do it!"

When the circus leader saw the young man die tragically, he didn't care about the smashed armed belt, and hurriedly shouted at the others to stop them from resisting.

The other party set up camp in the depths of the wilderness and killed people casually, it must be a wandering mercenary group.

If the Wilderness Circus is compared to a wandering antelope, then the Wandering Mercenary Regiment is a pack of wolves.

They are essentially an organized group of armed robbers, who are not even welcome in the fringe towns, and can only be stationed in the deserted mountains and mountains. Basically, they are made up of criminals, and when they encounter this group of villains, they can only consider themselves unlucky.

In the third-to-last caravan behind, Margareth, who witnessed the young man being killed, tried to rush out, but was dragged back by Lady Ursula.

"Don't be impulsive." Brooke whispered, "I counted, there are eighty-five of them, and if you go out, you will be sent to death......"

"They're so pitiful." Margareth said.

"If you fall into their hands, you will be more pitiful." Brooke said, "Calm down first, and when I find an opportunity, I'll cover you, grab the car and run!" "These are big

The caravan is old and old, and it can't be driven fast, and only by snatching the other party's sand car can you have a chance to escape.

"What about you?" Margaret's eyes widened.

"If you can run, you can run, if you can't, you can take it as a ......" Brooke sighed, "I have repaid the ghost fox sister-in-law." ”

Lady Ursula looked at Brooke, her eyes flickering, and she opened her mouth, but she didn't speak.

There was silence for a while, and suddenly there was a cry outside. Looking through the crack in the canopy, a woman threw herself on the dead boy, crying to death.

After a while, it seemed that the other side had agreed, and the convoy slowly moved. The sand trucks on both sides then dispersed and followed the convoy.

Just a few minutes after the car started, the head of the circus ran up and got into the carriage.

"You've seen the situation, we're going to each other's camp now." Brooke wanted to speak, but was stopped by the regimental commander raising his hand, "Let me finish first......"

"I bought a Great Wall Iron Ride last year, and it was right in the back of the truck. The fuel tank is full, and it can run one or two hundred kilometers. It's going to get dark soon, wait a little longer, and you'll run when it's dark. ”

"So, what are you going to do?" Margareth couldn't help but ask.

"What else can we do, just give them a show." The regimental commander sighed. He knows better than anyone else that if he falls into the hands of this group of people, he is afraid that he will die for life. Then he said, "You are noble, unlike us who have no hope, and cannot fall into their hands. ”

The noble lady and the eldest lady fell into the hands of the wandering mercenaries, like a fat sheep falling into the mouth of a tiger, and it is not difficult to imagine the fate that awaits them.

"Okay, I'll cover you, and I'll run away when I find an opportunity." Brooke said. The locomotive can only seat two people, and it is not up to the trust to let Ursula's mother and daughter leave.

"Madame, Mademoiselle, run away and leave us alone." "As long as you and Miss are okay, we will be relieved." The cook and the maid said.

Just for a moment, Margareth's eyes were blurred with tears.

"Everybody......" she choked up and couldn't speak.

"Miss, you will be a person who will do great things in the future, and you can't be cut off here." The old butler said.

"Yes, the old butler is right, you and Mrs. don't worry about us, we are used to suffering, it's okay." The gardener followed suit.

Margareth didn't speak, staring blankly at the gap in the canopy, and from time to time a sand cart whizzed by, accompanied by the excited cries of the mercenaries.

Mrs. Ursula did not speak, but looked at her daughter quietly.

There was a deathly silence in the canopy.

As time went on, it got darker outside.

"It's almost time." Brooke said.

"I, I'm not leaving!" Margareth, who had been silent, cried out, her fair face covered with tears.

"Smack!"

Mrs. Ursula slapped her daughter in the face, leaving a bright red palm print.

Margareth covered her face and looked at her mother aggrievedly.

"Margareth Ursula, now is not the time to be willful." Lady Ursula's face was cold and her eyes were stern, "You have to escape from here, find your master, and bring back the rescuers!" ”

Before she could get angry, Margareth heard a deeper meaning from her mother's words, and her eyes widened, "Mother......"

"Two people are too heavy, and there is a better chance of one person walking." Lady Ursula said. She is not an evolutionary, she is clumsy and a drag on her daughter, and, as a nobleman, she has her pride, so she chooses to stay.

"Madam, if you stay, you are likely to be raped, or even ......," the circus director gritted his teeth and finished the second half of the sentence, "not even more than one person." ”

"If it's fate, I'll accept it." Lady Ursula said calmly.

Her gaze swept over everyone's faces, "I'm Kelly Ursula, the wife of an officer of the Imperial Guard......"

"The glory of the Ursula family must not be tarnished by me!"

"So, I'm not going to leave behind the people who have been following me, as well as my friends!"

"Father's, glory......" Margareth murmured quietly. Gradually, her gaze became determined.

"Everyone......" Margaret said as she looked at her mother and then at the others, clenched her fists, "I will definitely find Master and come back to save you......"

"Until then, take care!"

With that, Margareth jumped out of the car, climbed into the last wagon in the night, and got into the car.

"Whoa!"

Lifting the canvas, a locomotive appeared in front of me. Margareth stepped onto the bike, lit it, and after a few attempts, struck the accelerator and flew out of the rear of the car.

"Someone ran away!" "Chase!"

Several bright lights shone at the same time, and shouts came and went. But the locomotive was fast, and it was already dark. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared from the field of view of the pursuers.

"It looks like a woman." "It's a pity that I look in good shape." "Keep a good eye on me, or the cooked ducks will fly."

The pursuers sighed and turned around.