At this point, there is only one enemy left,

The lame cathar officer raised his pistol, hurriedly aimed and pulled the trigger,

"Phew!" The gun went off.

Muller was stunned for half a second, realizing that he had not been hit,

"Good fellow, almost ......" he picked up the machete on the ground and strode out.

The officer had no time to reload his bullets, threw away his pistol, and knowing that he would not be able to escape if he was lame, he knelt on his knees and begged:

"Don't! Please! For Solan's sake, spare my life! Please! I have children! ”

The brutal battlefield taught Mueller a lesson - not to trust the enemy, he sneered when he saw the dagger hidden in the sleeve of the officer;

"Cunning cultist, the devil believes you!"

Then he swung his machete and severed the opponent's arm, and the second knife slit his throat, and the blood sprayed from the arteries stained Mueller's face red.

After a short and fierce battle,

The carriage was covered with blood, both of them were injured to varying degrees, both were out of breath and palpitating, and Muller turned around to find the little wildcat lying on the ground, covering his chest with his white palms:

"You were hit by a bullet?"

"I ...... cough cough ...... "The little wild cat's lungs were pierced by projectiles, and he couldn't speak, and he was in severe pain as soon as he inhaled.

"Stop talking, just lie down like this!"

Muller was anxious to push the big tree that stood in his way, but he could not push it alone, and since the carriage could not pass, he could only carry the little wild cat on his back.

On the way, he kept coughing up blood violently, the symptoms of white phosphorus poisoning became more and more serious, and the liver turned from a dull pain to a sharp pain.

Fortunately, the road was close to the end, and after a quarter of an hour, he finally ran out of the forest.

Things seemed to have taken a turn for the better, with a smooth road running in front of him, and a luxurious carriage passing by.

"Stop! Save people! Mueller spread his legs and shouted as he ran.

The coachman grabbed the reins and stopped the carriage: "Man, you're vomiting blood!" ”

"Whew...... Whew, I'm fine...... I can't die, I have this girl shot in the lungs in my back, and I have to rush her to the field hospital! ”

"It looks serious." The coachman glanced back at the carriage: "I need to ask the commander for advice." ”

The windows were opened, and as the curtains were pulled open by the people inside, Müller gasped as he saw the faces of the enemies he wanted to see the most, but the last thing he wanted to see.

There was a musician playing the piano in the carriage, and the strong smoke from the cigar filled the air.

Baron Grandel, with a goblet in his hand and a glittering large gold ring on his finger, stared with interest at Müller's blood-stained face:

"See you again, corporal, it's surprising that you and your stupid friends aren't dead."

Müller's anger soared into the sky, his teeth were about to be crushed, he paused for half a second, but still forcibly held back his anger, and pleaded:

"Your Excellency, the enmity between us has been put aside for the time being, and it is important to save people now."

"Oh, hehe...... You're so generous, corporal. ”

Baron Grendel's expression was contemptuous to the extreme, and he slowly lowered his glass, took a puff of his cigar, and spat out a puff of smoke towards Müller:

"The field hospital is indeed nearby, but you can also see that this carriage is not a public ambulance, but my personal car.

I don't want the carriage to be stained with your blood, because the carpet and cushions aren't cheap. ”

Mueller held back his anger: "Please, my lord, she is dying. ”

"Tell me, corporal, why should I believe the words of a deserter, maybe you killed your own commander and escaped again."

"Unit 422 was ambushed by the enemy and wiped out, I saved the Overseer!"

"Who can prove it?"

"He died of his wounds in the middle of the road, and we buried him next to the forest path and made a tombstone out of wooden sticks."

Baron Grandel laughed even more obscenely: "You want the dead to testify for yourself?" Corporal, are you stupid or what? The corpse can't speak, so how do I know if you've saved the Overseer or killed him? ”

The little wildcat's breathing became weaker and weaker, and Muller was so anxious that he was sweating: "There's no time to be hypocritical here, my lord!" As long as you are willing to save her, I can do anything! ”

"Aha! You're in love with this chick, aren't you? ”

"You're right! Get her into the carriage, please! ”

Baron Grandel still put the burned-out cigar on Müller: "This one is for you, corporal, good luck and goodbye." ”

The windows closed, and the coachman sighed and drove the carriage away.

Müller was left standing with his companion on his back, roaring and shouting at the distant carriage, and after his impotent rage, there was a heart-wrenching despair:

(How unfair this world is!)

The cowardly and treacherous villain sits in the warm luxury carriage and drinks and has fun, while the kind and brave man carries the corpse of his companion on his back and struggles to move forward in the cold! ）

From the map, the field hospital seems to be close at hand, but it is far away.

At his pace, it's too late,

Muller had no choice, he laid the little wildcat flat on the ground, pulled out the flare sent by General Wilhelm, and lit it up with a flintlock machine,

The fuse burned out, and a red fireball exploded into the air, forming a pattern of the number "14".

After about a quarter of an hour, Müller felt the earth tremble,

A group of Imperial cavalry appeared at the end of the road, and when they got closer, they found that they were cuirassiers.

These heavily armed knights were giants on tall horses, dressed in new silver composite cuirasses, antique-style feathered helmets, heavy cowhide boots, and bright red capes hunting behind them.

With carbines and shotguns diagonally stuck in the sides of the saddle, and armed belts with pistols, grenades and sabers, it was a mobile arsenal.

The knight at the head held the reins in front of Müller, who wore the rank of colonel and spoke in a magnetic feminine voice:

"Why just the two of you? What about the enemy? ”

Mueller lied: "The enemy ran away in a carriage. ”

"Ran away?" The knight smelled the lie, turned over and dismounted with a dashing motion, stood up straight half a head above Muller, and she looked at the little wild cat on the ground and said;

"Wait a minute, it's important to save people! Captain Obecknell, Lieutenant Dixon, took the woman to a field hospital, where she was shot in the lungs and needed first aid. ”

"Yes!"

Two equally tall and stout cuirassiers dismounted, and one of them picked up the little wild cat like a chicken, held it gently in his arms, and then stepped on the stirrup with one foot, urging the horse to gallop away.

"Thank you......"

Mueller finally breathed a sigh of relief, and he collapsed, as if all his strength had been drained: "She'll survive, right?" ”

"Don't worry, we have the best medic and nurses," said the knight, kicking Müller in the buttocks and shouting, "Stand up, I have something for you!" ”

"Oops! Why are you kicking people? ”

Muller was amazed at the force of the kick, and he felt like his pelvis was going to be crushed.

"Solan, don't try to lie to me!

The signal flare just now was used by the coalition general for help, and you are just a corporal, and the female soldier just now is only a third-class private. ”

"The flare was given to me by someone else, and I have no choice but to save her!"

"Wait...... Aren't we...... Where have you seen it? ”

The female knight took off her helmet, her long silver hair poured down, and a pair of violet eyes approached and stared at Müller, like a lioness with teeth baring her teeth examining her prey, staring at Müller's heart.

"You...... What are you doing? ”

Female Knight: "Smack! He clapped his hands and said, "I remember!" I saw you when I was distributing relief supplies in downtown St. Faralles! I gave you my breakfast bread and an old army coat! ”

"I remembered...... too," Müller saluted to the female officer, "this is the second time you've saved me." ”

"Don't talk about this yet, Boy Solan, let's talk about the fact that you tricked me into coming to the rescue!

You see, I have rushed here with hundreds of brothers and I have not found a single enemy, what do you say? ”

Mueller lied: "The people who attacked us were a bunch of traitors!" Leading the way were Baron Grandel, the commander of the 82nd Battalion of the Solan Army, and his men, who wounded my companion and ran away in a carriage! ”

"Really? I can tell you, if you dare to lie to me, you will beat up all your! ”

Müller was so frightened that he swallowed, but he was already determined to get rid of his enemies, and he was not afraid to tell a hundred lies for this:

"These traitors...... They kidnapped the commander of the 28th Division of the Kingdom Army and wanted to dedicate it to the Apologists! Just run west along this road! ”

The female colonel was not very old, but she only looked fierce, but in fact she was quite naïve and easily deceived, and she smiled and put on her helmet:

"Good fellows! I have to thank you! Valuable information is provided! She slammed Müller on the shoulder, almost knocking him on the heel:

"Isn't this a moving military medal?

All on board! Lead a horse for this Solan friend, and let's catch up with him and kill all these traitors! ”

Legend of the Heroes of Valstad