Chapter 283: Song of Triumph (3)
Early the next morning, the muse left the Xijiang Water Village and lived next to a canyon full of corpses. Although the smell is bad and the environment is dirty, it is safe after all. Neither the troops of Mara City nor the cavalry of the temple would have passed through this place.
He hired a large number of laborers with a few snail shells, and in a day he exhumed more than 1,000 corpses and sent them to Mara City by ship.
No matter what Damas had in mind, he had to finish his own business before he could get it done, and the muse knew that. You can get benefits from secretly communicating with Xijiang Water Village, do good things with less money, and by the way, embezzle a part, and do your own things to be recognized by the Senate to be eligible to compete for the title of knighthood. As for helping Damas hide the news - since Damas didn't care about his life, why did he help others hide it, a knight of the Knights had no relationship with him.
Muse is a more self-centered person, and he is an outlier among knights, so even if he is desperately trying to please the male favorite of the main priest, he has not been nominated for the knighthood. This visit to Xijiang Water Village was an important opportunity for him, so even if there was a threat of battle, he had no intention of retreating, and summoned those knights and servants, and said in a loud voice: "No matter what happens, we must stick to our mission and bring these warriors who died on the battlefield back to the city-state for burial." โ
Whether it is a true knight or a fake knight, under such righteous and awe-inspiring language, there is no ability to resist at all. If anyone says "I'll go first" now, then he will definitely be stripped of his qualifications to become a knight, even if he can't be a knight, he can only be a wild cavalry. Therefore, whether they are really noble or worried about the damage to their interests, everyone stayed in the Xijiang Water Village or Canyon, and they wanted to dig up all the corpses. Even the knights who traveled to Mara City with the ship remembered to rush back after some of the bodies were delivered, lest they be mistaken for cowardly escapees.
Of course, this also has to do with the fact that they are not afraid of war. Modern people run when they hear the battle, but the knights sprint to the sound of war drums, and when the time comes, no matter how obscene the knights are, they are not afraid of death.
The muse didn't have to dig up the corpses himself, he studied them all day. He also wanted to know how Chen Yi and the others killed the heavy infantry in batches. Most of the sailors who returned to the city-state that day were oarsmen, hiding in the cabins and escaping for their lives, knowing what was happening on the battlefield. The flag officer of the fleet was a big fat man with a fat brain, and he was the first to flee back, only saying that the sky was full of fire, and the image to the senate seemed to be that of a magician.
This is the realm of the temple, and if there are magicians, the Inquisition will not let them go.
The muse thought too much, but frightened himself, and then looked at the rotting corpses on the ground, but felt that the latter was more amiable.
If you look closely, although there are corpses of various shapes, they basically have one thing in common, that is, the holes in the body. The bones of some of the corpses were broken, and the power of those "bullets" could be seen in the form of cracks.
The Muse carefully retrieves a warhead from a decomposing corpse.
The 12.7mm heavy machine gun bullet, weighing one or two, is made of brass, and it is still not deformed after being fired into the human body, but the tip is slightly shorter. The husbands around him stared at the muse, and the speed of the attack was faster.
"No wonder they don't want to add money anymore." The muse glanced hatefully at the laborers around him. This is not the first time he has seen bullets, yesterday in the walled city, there were locals who secretly came to sell, a bullet is the price of a copper coin, it is said that Mara City also used this price to recycle bullets, so in the market, bullets can even be directly circulated.
Killing people with copper is such a luxury
The muse shook his head, but also a little afraid, to kill 3,000 people, how many copper bullets would be needed, many of them were full of holes, and they were not taken out of the embedded in the body, but those laborers secretly secretly touched the copper bullets in the bullet holes.
"Xijiang Water Village is really rich" The muse sighed, climbed back to the top of the canyon, beckoned to Flaus, and said, "Look at these laborers, if anyone dares to destroy the corpse and hang him"
The words were brutal and loud, so loud that many people heard them.
Fraus, who had not noticed the laborers in the canyon, listened to the muse's words, but his face sank.
The corpses of ordinary people are meaningless, and the country folk don't care about this. But the corpse of a soldier, the remains of a knight, is a symbol of honor and cannot be defiled. Otherwise, why would they spend hundreds of snail shells to bring back the corpses?
"Be careful." Ignoring the squalor of the canyon, Flaus went down the pit with two companions. The canyon, where more than 1,000 bodies have been dug up, is almost to the lowest level of the ground.
With knights to guard them, the laborers had to work with their heads down, and occasionally hid by luck.
In the evening, when the remainder of the more than a thousand bodies had been dug up and loaded onto the ship, just as the laborers had taken their bounty and were about to leave, Fraus suddenly asked, "Search them." โ
"Why?"
"Can't let them search."
"We are civilians, not slaves"
"You're not from Xijiang City."
Hearing these words, the muse, who was standing at the edge of the canyon, was angry and amused, and turned away. He knew what Flaus wanted to do, 3,000 corpses, and the bullets left behind were probably not less than this number, and some of the corpses even had four or five, more than ten, because the heavy infantry phalanx of the day was neatly arranged, and the bullets often stopped at their exhaustion, and those stayed in the corpses. Although some of them were taken away by the workers who carried the bodies, and some were now found and confiscated on the spot, many of them were still hidden.
3,000 copper coins, that's 300 snail shells.
The Muses themselves couldn't help but want a piece of the pie, let alone the knights like Fraus. Obtaining ill-gotten wealth from commoners who have obtained ill-gotten wealth is not a violation of the knight's oath, but a punishment for the owner of the ill-gotten gain.
"They shouldn't have it to themselves." Thinking so, the Muse walked into his cabin and locked the door. He was the only one present who was a real knight, and he had to worry about the influence.
The revolt of the laborers did not stop the actions of the knights. With more than thirty bullets found on the bodies of several laborers, more knights and servants participated.
"Those who resist, all hanged," shouted the thoughtful Fra Wuxi.
Almost all of the laborers had more or less warheads in their possession, and if they were all hanged, they would probably be fenced off. But Fraus hated the men who had defiled the corpses of the soldiers, and he was reluctant to let them go.
Several writhing laborers were dragged away, and the knights' servants did not hesitate at all, skillfully put hemp ropes around their necks, and tied the other piece to the beast, and with a clap of their hands, the beast began to run smartly.
After a turn, the three tied up laborers were already dying, and they randomly found three crooked-necked trees, hung them, and after three minutes, they were considered hanged.
The laborers' eyes were bleeding, and they didn't dare to rush forward. The knights are all fully armoured, not to mention that they don't have swords, and even if they do, they are difficult to cut through.
Yun Seventeen, who was temporarily in charge of the canyon, saw it and walked over helplessly. The laborer does not belong to Xijiang City, people want to search their bodies, and he is not willing to stop it, in fact, who sees those copper bullets and is not red-eyed, they can be used casually in the market, and if they are lucky, there are still people who are willing to pay a high price.
However, the killing was a bit too much, although he was facing the knight, he still shouted without fear: "Your Excellency, this is the territory of Xijiang City. โ
Fraus snorted coldly and motioned for his men to continue the search, but did not say anything to hang him.
The nearly 1,000 laborers are not one, and many of them are nearby villagers who know their roots. They dared not attack the knights, but they dared to hang them with impunityโand in the midst of this huge disparity in power, the laborers could only quietly hand over the copper bullets in their hands.
Of course, if you are not satisfied, you will openly or secretly return it to the canyon. Flaus was punching and kicking at first, but then he didn't care, anyway, there were more falls, and he just had to find someone to pick them up.
After such a delay, the next day passed, and by the time the second day was ready, the entire water near the canyon was filled with the smell of corpses.
"Has the armor arrived?" The Muse stands on the pier like a statue, which is his imitation of the Great Sir in his posture. It was the temple ceremony, the great knights showed the people, after tens of thousands of years of tempering, just from the posture, it is really handsome. After all, it is not easy for a lewd rat-faced man like a muse to have a look that can be seen. It's as difficult as trying to get a fat pig to disguise its lean meat.
Pai Tuxian was worried, and replied, "Only more than 1,000 have been delivered. โ
"Didn't ask for money?"
Paitu smiled bitterly and led him to the cabin.
It was full of broken cuirass, etc., which looked like they had been stripped from the corpse, and not to mention the bloodstains, and almost all of the key parts were problematic.
"None of them can be used?"
"I looked it up, and there were more than a dozen of them that could barely be used. However, there are 38 helmets, all of which are wrapped in iron sheets, and they are in good condition. โ
More than a dozen blood-stained broken leather armor are worth at least a few hundred copper coins, which is the benefit of dozens of snail shells. The price of the helmet is comparable, but the intact ones are a little more. Those Kamimura have their own forces, but they are poorly equipped, and these things must be very easy to shoot.
The muse hesitated for a moment and asked, "Did something happen today?" โ
"I heard that ......" Paitu lowered his voice and said, "What kind of martial law is Xijiang City engaged in." It is the combat readiness of the army. โ
The city-state sent troops
The two have the same understanding, but neither of them says anything.
"Take out the armor that can be used, free up a small boat, and sell it somewhere else. Let's divide the money among the people. The muse knew that these were Chen Yi's benefits for delivering the news by himself, and counting the cheap money on the corpse, was equivalent to sending it twice. The second time, is it because of the confirmation of the news?
The muse thought wildly: this money is too easy to make.
"Go?" The captain came to inquire.
"Let's go." The muse stepped out of the cabin and stood on the deck, looking out at the Xijiang Water Village in front of him.
The prosperity and prosperity here make it appear too young and energetic.
In the distance, there was a "da-da-da" gunshot, and the muse was stunned, knowing that it was an "automatic rifle", a weapon of the sentry of Xijiang Water Village.
The gunfire stopped.
Immediately it rose again, but it was in another direction.
"Cavalry"
Listening to the transposition is the most basic skill, and with such a fast speed, it will definitely not be a heavy infantry. However, think about it, just lost a battalion of heavy infantry, and the Senate will not dare to consume the temple power anymore.