Two sharp axes cut down two soldiers who were pushing carts, the cowardly men threw down their weapons and fled, and those who hated their slow legs turned and jumped into the ditch by the side of the road. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Atwood smiled happily at the deserted soldiers, and he asked the two axe-throwers to drive the wagon back to camp, while he chose to follow the wagon.

Wright saw Atwood at the camp gate, and he immediately ran over. The innocent young man circled around the carriage excitedly and asked, "Who are these?" and Atwood said, "I don't know, I grabbed it by the way." He then asked, "What are we going to do with these people?" Atwood looked at the prisoner cart and said decisively, "The strong ones are in, and the old ones are dismissed." As for those who are too young, they will give them to the grain merchants in exchange for some food for the winter. ”

The bandits who stayed behind in the camp immediately swarmed up when Atwood had snatched a large cart of baggage, and when the large canvas was torn open, it revealed a cart of short pickaxes, which appeared to be used for mining.

Atwood frowned and came to the car to pick up the pickaxe and look at it carefully, when suddenly he threw the pickaxe in his hand on the rock, and the wooden handle of the pickaxe was broken. His men didn't know what was going on, but they heard him shouting, "These rags don't even want the grain merchants, and if I send them all to Montenegro, I can get some reward." Wright asked, "In exchange for what?" Atwood said dejectedly, "A whip and mining every day, are you going?"

Late at night, hungry Atwood could not sleep, so he picked up his dagger and left the tent. At this moment, his keen nose suddenly smelled a tempting smell of meat wafting from the distance, and he followed the fragrance to the back of the carriage where the prisoners were being held.

By the light of the camp's fire, he saw the prisoners sitting in the cart with ham, eating heavily. Atwood shouted angrily, "Wright, you bastard, get me out quickly." Wright didn't understand what was going on, rubbing his eyes and coming to the cart, where he saw Atwood angrily pointing at the prisoners who were eating meat in the cart.

Atwood pressed his right hand on Wright's shoulder and asked aloud, "Why did you give our meat to these prisoners, I ......" Before he could finish speaking, he crouched on the ground and began to cry. Wright was very puzzled and quickly helped Atwood, who was squatting on the ground and crying bitterly, Atwood sobbed and said, "If there is any meat, bring me some." ”

Wright had no idea what was going on, but he could see the prisoners in the cart eating meat. He walked forward slowly, and when he saw that the old man in the prisoner's car was staring at him, he bowed deeply and asked politely, "May I ask who gave you all this food?"

The old man in the prison cart munched on the ham and said, "Oh, do you mean these dinners?" Wright said, "Yes, we people haven't had meat for a long time, and there is a shortage of food, and there is no way to have meat for you, so I'm really curious to see you eat meat." ”

The old man in the prisoner cart handed out a large piece of roast beef from the prisoner cart and said, "If you like it, you can eat it, I see that you are very kind, if this meat is not enough, I still have it here." ”

At that moment Atwood ran to the front of the cart in a frenzy, and howled loudly with both hands on the stakes of the cart, tears and snot running down his bearded face onto the stakes. It took him a long time before he spoke: "Please, bring me a piece too, please, ......." ”

At this time, a pair of dirty little hands handed him a roast leg of mutton, and in an instant this terrifying demon king seemed to see the arrival of a fairy, and he smiled and took the leg of mutton and gnawed it like a hungry wolf.

The people in the camp were awakened by the noise of the prisoner van and all came here. Wright took the roast beef and asked politely, "Sir, I haven't asked your name yet." The old man in the prison car muttered, "My name is Ferdinand, a murderer and arsonist. ”

Wright smiled and said, "This is absolutely impossible, I think you must have been wronged, and you must be a very kind person, otherwise these children would not have been by your side without shouting." ”

Ferdinand said: "I told them that it was safest to stay in the prison car, and they didn't believe it at first, but now they believe it when they see you shoot the soldiers to death. As he spoke, Ferdinand distributed the beef, ham, and beer from the prisoner's cart to the bandits, who sang and danced around the campfire until dawn.

Atwood, who had eaten several hams, leaned against the stump of a large piece of roast beef and looked at Ferdinand and said loudly, "You have hidden so many delicacies in the prison car, and you have not been discovered. I think there are only two possibilities, the first is that the soldiers are all blind, and the second is that they don't have noses. With that, his laughter resounded through the camp like a flash flood.

Ferdinand looked at the weedy prison cart and said to himself: "I want to hide something in this bird cage, but I am afraid that the place is a little crowded, and these children seem to be bathing, why do I suddenly feel a strange smell hit?"

Hearing Ferdinand's words, Atwood immediately threw down the roast beef and ran to the woods on the edge of the camp, where the sleeping birds left their nests after a loud fart, followed by a pleasant whistle not far away.