The snow hit Stannis's face, quickly melting and flowing into his neck, and now it was snowing again.

However, he didn't care at all, but felt that the snow was still in time, because he was dying of heat.

In front of him, a blue flame burned into a thin barrier, and in order to test how long the pupil oil could burn, he used his sword to pick a thin groove two fingers wide and poured a spoonful of pupil oil, which burned for half an hour......

"This thing is really burn-resistant. Stannis felt that it was indeed the oil of human extraction that was the essence, and according to his precise calculations, he concluded that if a bucket full of pupil oil was poured into a ditch 500 feet long, 10 feet wide, and 5 feet deep, it would burn for four hours, and the fire would be able to prevent the enemy from climbing over the trench, and this would be the limit of time they could hold out.

Rhodok's soldiers were struggling to dig the tunnel, and Stannis noticed that they were a squad of 10 people, each carrying a different tool in addition to their weapons, so that they could better divide the team.

On the other hand, the Erathians on the hillside were shivering, and Stannis had heard more than one complaint that they should follow the fleeing lords.

Fortunately, it was only winter now, so the ground had not yet frozen, but even so, digging such a trench with such a huge amount of work, and only one afternoon, seemed far away with two centuries.

So Stannis decided to help, and he went like Enrique, hoping that he would order the lord to send their men to help the Rhodoks dig a ditch.

After he said this, little Enrique still maintained his original demented appearance, and it looked like he had been crushed by the frustration. Stannis had no choice but to raise his head and ask for help from Seaworth next to him, but the old man could only shake his head apologetically and say that there was nothing he could do.

When the other lords heard what he said, they shook their heads like rattles, and asked them to help their mortal enemies, and it was better to kill them.

"Anyway, we're all going to die when the river freezes, so why be tired and want to die doing such a useless thing?" Vane finally turned into the same person who had been distracting and spoke everyone's mind.

Even Stennis did not respond to his call, and sat limply on the ground. Especially Robert, this guy actually lay on the snow and pretended to be asleep and snored. An angry Stannis wanted to kick him across the river.

But he knows the truth of leading by example, these people have become like this because they have lost hope in life, and now all he can do is tell them never to lose hope, because ...... He really didn't want to die!

Thinking of this, Stannis took off his coat and jumped down the tunnel, took the hoe from the hand of a Rhodok soldier, and began to dig up the soil, for a pampered otaku like him, of course, he would not do this kind of heavy work, not even the basic action of holding the wooden handle, after a few comical throws found that a touch of soil did not loosen, he wiped the sweat on his head, and was about to put a dragon roar to strengthen his strength, but found that there was another pair of hands on the handle, he turned his head in surprise, and found that it was Robert's affectionate eyes.

"Boss, what about digging the soil, you have to hold it like this to make the upper force~~" Robert led him to dance the hoe together.

Sure enough, under his demonstration, a deep pit was quickly thrown, and Stannis was amazed, doing farm work was still quite fun.

"Although I thank you for teaching me how to dig the soil, don't you think it's very basic when you stick it so close......

Inspired by Stannis's actions, his and Barrow's soldiers gradually began to join in the digging operation, and finally before the sun set, a trench that completely blocked the front of the hillside was finally completed, leaving a passage according to the original plan, and at the same time pouring all the pupil oil into it, and when it was ready, Stannis and the others called it a day.

No sooner had he returned to the camp with his hoe than he found the priest who had treated Barrow IV hurrying over.

Could it be that Barrow's little brother is dead!, the thought flashed through Stannis's mind.

"Good news for you, Lord Barrow has woken up, but he is going to see you now, at once!" said the priest.

Stannis, who had not yet tasted the joy, was then pushed into Barrow's tent, and found that Barrow was lying on the quilt, his left leg had been completely amputated, and he was wrapped in a white bandage, although his face was very pale due to excessive blood loss, but Barrow looked fine, and his life should be safe.

"Little Brother Barrow, you survived! I was worried for a while. Stannis shouted in surprise, not mentioning the loss of a leg.

Barrow smiled reluctantly, "Stan, I heard all about you saving me just now, if it wasn't for your desperate efforts at the time, I might have died." ”

"Don't say that, if you survive, it means that the gods still don't want to accept you, so no matter what happens in the future, you have to live well!"

The big man didn't speak again, and Stannis seemed to be hesitant in his heart, and there was one thing that had been bothering him and making it difficult for him to speak.

"It's just the two of us here, so if you have anything to do, just tell me. Stannis patiently guided.

In the end, Barrow made up his mind and said, "Actually, the last time I proposed a duel to you, it wasn't for my fifth brother's business......"

Hearing this, Stannis looked confused, the last time Barrow IV proposed a duel because Barrow V was bedridden by his predecessor Stannis and took revenge on himself.

"My brother was fairly defeated by you on the battlefield one-on-one, and our Ba Fu Lou family will definitely not hold a grudge against him. ”

"Then why did you act like you wanted to eat me that time?" Stannis was even more strange.

"That's because...... That's because ......" Barrow hesitated, but at last he mustered up the courage to say, "That's because Miss Annister asked me to deliberately find fault with you and propose a duel." ”

The news undoubtedly hit Stennis like a bolt from the blue, "Anist, which Anist? is it my fiancée's Anist!"

Barrow nodded affirmatively.

Stannis stood there, his brain confused. What is the situation! How could her little Annie find someone to duel with her? If she didn't know that she was going to be beaten to death in the dueling arena! It turned out that the so-called trip to the tavern that day was planned by her, and she deliberately pretended not to know anything about it.

"But...... But what is she doing this for!" Stannis said, still incredulous.

Barrow shook his head and said he didn't know, "Miss Anister heard that I was in White Castle at that time, so she came to me and asked me to do all this as she said, and she threatened me not to tell all this, otherwise it would be bad for my family. But now that you've saved my life, no matter how much I do, I'm going to talk about it......"

Stannis couldn't hear a word of the rest of the words, he really couldn't figure out how his always lovely, clingy, and innocent fiancée could have such a terrible side, and it turned out that all this beauty was pretended in front of him.

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