32. Take the lead in marching
At this critical juncture, there was no doubt that there would be no one else who had broken into this secret salt farm, but the Northern Boar Legion, which had been forcibly marching for days after the wind and snow gradually became smaller.
Ron, of course, didn't know what was going on in the salt works, but even when they stood outside the only narrow and winding downhill road leading to the salt works, they could still clearly hear the shouts from inside, the heart-rending howls of those who were seriously injured and fell to the ground and could not be rescued in time, and they could also reach their ears from time to time in the gap between shouts of killing.
"Sure enough, something happened."
"Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and kill it!"
"You know that even if it's not an Imperial Legion, you have to use your brains to fight, right?" Carl rarely met a reckless man who was even more reckless than himself, and for a while he actually established an IQ advantage over the other party, he pointed in the direction that Ron was observing, and whispered, "This road is really not easy to walk, even if only one person passes at the same time, it will seem narrow." ”
Carl's judgment is similar to Ron's observation, this downhill road is indeed very difficult to walk, the slope is very large, and there is no place to rely on the up, down, left and right sides of the road, and if you don't pay attention to it when you land, you may roll all the way down if you don't pay attention to it in one center.
Their numbers were already small, and they really couldn't afford to add unnecessary casualties before they came into contact with this unknown group of enemies.
But, apparently, caution, this kind of thing, this quality, is completely superfluous to Sadie, who is already occupied by the idea of cutting people, and even if this abstract concept becomes an organ in her body, she will not hesitate to cut it off.
"What's wrong with crampedness? If your guts are eaten up by your own stomach, follow me! ”
Before she could say this, Sadie had already passed the men in front of her, each holding a one-handed axe in each hand, and walked towards the saltworks without looking back, like a moth attracted by the firelight, eager to join the battle.
Looking at Sadie's recklessness, but it was undoubtedly the most correct move at the moment, Ron could only smile bitterly, putting the punishment for ignoring military orders to be given to her in the back of her mind, and then deal with it when she returned, but for now, her fearlessness and decisiveness were very useful.
So Ron turned his head and ordered the group of Stegian warriors, "Keep up with Sadie and me, full speed ahead!" ”
Rather than sitting in place and planning to plan the past, the situation deteriorates to the point where the endless prevarication deteriorates out of control, but it is better to pick up the guy and beckon him in the face of the person who caused the problem, and no matter how difficult and troublesome things are, they will be solved with the person who is in the ground.
To use Ron's most familiar saying, when you break it, you should keep in trouble!
I don't know exactly why, but it is clear that the outsiders who occupy this secret salt mine belonging to the village of Ustok have infighting within themselves, which is like a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity given to them by the gods after seeing that Ron has been too miserable along the way!
Just as they were hesitating about what to do next, the shouts inside the saltworks were gradually getting quieter, and the victors who could only fight among the two without guessing appeared. And Ron naturally couldn't miss this last chance to easily break the enemy in one fell swoop.
In fact, even if Sadie hadn't been reckless herself, Ron would have ordered her to be the vanguard of the raid.
"Why not me?!" Karl was stunned for a while, and there was a sense of desolation that he had been stolen, he had just pushed down the momentum of Arthur's rise, how could Sadie take his position as a striker?
But when Karl complained angrily about Ron's injustice, bowed his head and silently followed the large army into the downhill road, he suddenly realized that Ron's decision was not aimed at himself.
Carl himself said before that the downhill road can only accommodate one person at the same time.
But can he be considered a human being himself? Even if it's a human being, it's two people......
, Carl couldn't squeeze into this narrow and cramped downhill road with all his strength.
Sadie was in the lead, running fast, and she was a steep slope that would have fallen if she was not careful, but because of her lighter weight, she was more manageable, and almost jumped like a hare and rushed into the salt pan.
This group of pirates was not unguarded against this only way to the outside world, but everyone's eyes were focused on the cave at this moment, and the group of stubborn merchant guards were dozens of times more tenacious than they expected, and according to the dangerous terrain of the cave, they repelled many attacks led by the pirate leader himself.
"Eh, look, the boss seems to have taken action himself."
"Then you lose the bet, give the money, 10 dinars."
At the end of the downhill road, the two pirates sat on one side, focused on the stakes on how many people the leader's side could kill and how many more people they would die. Although everyone is in the same boat to make money and kill all the way, other people's lives are just as good for the pirates as the ordinary people who were killed by them to hang the bow of the ship.
In fact, most of them were not serious farmers and businessmen, only to wake up after a drunken drink with an unfamiliar group of outsiders in a tavern, and find themselves on a shaky deck, behind the endless sea level of their hometown and loved ones.
Accepting the sharp turn of fate, they naturally looked down on life and death, not only for the targets of plunder, but also for the same kind on the ship, from time to time they pulled out their knives and slashed each other.
The pirate leader doesn't care about their frequent infighting, after all, this kind of bloody show can make even the most numb nerves feel a little pleasure, and the rapid change of personnel on board can replenish even "fresh blood", and the new soft-footed chickens are obedient and tame, and can avoid the old fritters colluding to plot their own position.
The pirate who lost the gambling game naturally cursed, took out the little dinar he had left and threw it over, and the pirate who won the money did not count it carefully, and continued to look at the cave happily after tying it around his waist, and couldn't help but applaud when he saw another pirate of his own being stabbed.
"Die more, die more, it's better to die all cleanly! Dinar, my Dinar, golden Dinar, boy, be ready to lose! ”
But the pirate, who was about to win another large dinar, did not hear the scolding of the man next to him.
"Hey, you kid, don't dismiss ...... Tent ......"
As soon as he turned his head, he finally saw, heard, and perceived, the dense and continuous sound of footsteps.
On the steep and rugged downhill road, someone actually killed!
And the pirate who lost the money in his heart was smashed to the ground by a heavy figure like steel falling from the sky at the moment he turned around!
"It's poured! Poured !! ”
The pirate let out his last exclamation, but no matter how horrified and heartbroken he was now, he never had a chance to utter anything else.
An axe also fell from the sky, and the top of his head was used as a foothold like an uninteresting seabird.
Ron pulled out the axe stuck in his head, pulled Shadie up with his hand, and waited until all the soldiers were firmly established on the beach of the saltworks before he commanded the Stegian warriors, "All follow me!" ”