Zaitsev went to the third floor today, but he didn't dare to take the prisoners rashly, these people were too targeted, and one of them was a local. Zaitsev looked at the stonemason and laughed, this greedy bald head had been scheming with him a few dinars the day before, but now he was tied up and thrown on the bed, and several former slaves who turned over to become masters punched him twice to get angry. However, the rest of the Zaitsev were happy to accept it, and anyway, no one in the town knew the roots, so they would have to be taken away and sold when the time came.

Kazak was thinking about what to do next, according to Kazak's previous plan, he should have been on his way to Lurens at this time, and now he was the second master there. Kazak felt that it was impossible to rush to Lurens to get the ransom before the second master, so he simply let the second master take the ransom, and he waited for the rabbit here. Before that, all Kazak could do was wait, unless the second boss completely ignored the aftermath of the captives here and walked away, in that case, Kazak would be really tricky. However, Kazak estimated that in order to establish the image of the new master, the second master would definitely go all out to make this business beautiful, in that case, the second master would definitely return to Alberton.

After thinking about all this, Kazak began to rest under the arrangement of Zaitsev. After the psychic shield wall that had supported Kazak since he was injured was relaxed, Kazak's body collapsed all at once. Zaitsev admires such a person who can control his body to such an extent, this kind of person can overdraw his physical strength to the limit, and only relax when he is safe. Ordinary people can only unleash this potential when they are desperately afraid and desired, while some people, after a long period of training or extreme determination, are able to use this ability on their own, of course, at the cost of burning their lives. When Kazak asked for a surgeon, Zaitsev patted his chest and said that he happened to know a man and that this person was the best surgeon on the Suno.

That afternoon, Charlie, who was seducing the girl from the town of Albert, was called back.

In addition to being a swaggering magician, Charlie also doubles as a circus osteopath, and he once took the leg bone of a large Rhodok who had fallen into a fall, making the Rhodoc's left leg almost an inch shorter than his right leg after surgery. Charlie said it was a tragedy. Rhodok was about to beat him up as the big man turned around and tried to beat him, but later beat up Edward, who was out for a walk.

Charlie was called by Zaitsev to operate on Kazak, and Charlie raised an eyebrow, saying that he could do it. Charlie asked Edward to fetch a copper basin and told the big Rhodoc to boil water, and then brought from a small operating box a cork strip full of tooth marks, a gardener's pliers, half a jar of lard-like hemostatic ointment, and two rolls of linen bandages. The Rhodok was very happy to learn that Charlie was going to have another operation, and happily went to boil the water, and he thought that this time Charlie might give people different lengths of fingers or a few bones, which would be interesting. At the beginning of the operation, Charlie washed the wooden strip that had been bitten by countless people in front of Kazak, and then gave Kazak a bite. Then he asked Rhodok to hold Kazak down, and then Charlie said solemnly: "The most difficult part begins." Then Charlie used that pliers to pull the arrow little by little, but fortunately it was not a barbed arrow, and if it was, Charlie had to ???? I pulled it a little harder, although I might pull a lump of meat down. Kazak bit the cork so hard that tears flowed down his cheeks and his face flushed. Finally, with a "poof", a black arrow was pulled out, along with a pile of minced flesh foam and black and red blood slowly gushing out. Charlie whistled when he applied medicine to the wound: "It's not good, sir, the wound is such a black method, and the arrow is eighty percent poisoned." Kazak felt the wound on his back burn like a piece of charcoal, and the sweat on his head flowed down his head, and after hearing Charlie's final diagnosis, Kazak fainted.

In the chaos, Kazak reminisced about the events of the past two days. He felt a pang of excitement when he jumped into the woods with little Rhine in his arm, and he felt that it was a miracle that he could get out of the woods. In addition to rejoicing, he also despised those companions who were in charge of the second house fiercely in his heart, and Kazak felt that if it were his people, it would be impossible for a person to run more than a hundred steps without shooting an arrow. At this moment, an arrow knocked Kazak to the ground, crushing Rhine with a scream. Kazak was terrified, and it took him a while to come to his senses, and he thought he was unlucky. Listening to the shouts from far and near, and watching the light of the torch staggering closer, Kazak felt a strong fear in his heart, and he trembled and picked up Rhine, who did not dare to move on the ground, untied the nearest horse near him, and whipped away. After running for more than a mile, Kazak turned over and dismounted, and led the horse into the nearby woods, where he comforted the horse with the best skill and patience so that it would not make a sound after it had stopped breathing. He knew that his physical strength would decrease especially quickly after being injured, and if he ran down, he would be able to hold out for more than ten miles at most, and he would no longer be able to control the horse due to exhaustion, and besides, he also had a child with him, so he would definitely be overtaken. So when he heard horses approaching in the distance, Kazak could only use his rational strength to suppress his instinct to escape from danger. That night, the nearest bandit who had searched for him was only as long as two horses, and he bet that the bandit's horse had already spotted him. Before dawn, the search was over, and the bandits searched for most of the night in close proximity, and finally came to the conclusion that Kazak had long since disappeared at a surprisingly fast speed, and that he should have chased him down the official road yesterday.

After dawn, Kazak only dared to stay in the woods, he asked Rhine to break the arrow behind his back, the arrow looked thin, but it was very tough, embedded in the flesh, Rhine did not dare to use force, every time he broke it, the wound would be torn, and Kazak's body spasmed for a while. Rhine finally broke the arrow, and bandaged Kazak with a large piece of hot white tablecloth that he had carried, this white cloth was made by a bandit for Rhine to wash, which was given to him by the bandit's wife, and the bandit kept telling his wife that he was a grain collector in the town, and sat behind the table to record the pounds and taels, and the bandit's wife was full of pride, and bought a large square towel from a vendor, and scalded a tulip on it and gave it to the bandit.

Kazak took Rhine up the hill and peeked from afar, and found that the lair had long been empty. After thinking for a moment, Kazak rushed to Albert. Outside the town, he saw from a distance that the second master was talking to the stonemason, and after a while, the stonemason put nine of Kazak's men into the carriage and made his way into the town. Kazak managed to bypass the second boss and his men who were guarding outside the town, and sneaked in from the other side of the town. Around the hotel, Kazak saw a stonemason with a money bag renting a new carriage, which he estimated had been brought into the hotel by the stonemason. So Kazak climbed over the wall and hid in the haystack of the hotel, resting and observing. Before dark, nine of his men were locked into a large warehouse by two people who looked exactly the same, and after a while, a middle-aged man walked in with a torch, and Kazak settled down and walked in with Rhine, and when he entered the warehouse, he motioned for Rhine to close the door, and then he himself approached the middle-aged man with a torch step by step. After being convinced that the middle-aged man felt him, Kazak stopped, and then the middle-aged man turned around under Kazak's gaze, and then asked, "Sir, tell me your purpose." ”

Kazak has been dreaming, and dreams are always about the steppe, about a vague woman, about a dumbula. He was extremely remorseful for this instrument. When he escaped from the patrol, he remembered his harp, which he remembered from a patrol member giving to his fiancée in Talboria. Kazak was tied to his horse with a rope and watched with great chagrin as his treasure was given away. When Kazak escaped, he joined the thieves. During a robbery passing through Talboria, Kazak, before the departure of his companions, said that he remembered a family, and he led his accomplices to the house of the fiancée of the patrol officer, who, under the cover of darkness, broke into the house of only one young woman and her elderly father. Kazak's accomplices looked at the young woman with burning eyes, and then ordered her to follow them to another room. The old man suddenly came and beat them with a stick, and the robbers laughed and pushed the old man, and then the old man fell to the ground without paying attention, and after a few movements he fainted. Kazak looked at the woman's tears of prayer but was indifferent, what could his words be of any use to a new Kujit? Amid the heart-rending weeping and debauched laughter of the next room, Kazak saw his dombra by moonlight, lying quietly on a wooden table in a chic room, and it seemed that the family was poor and the furniture was old, but this woman would soon marry a competent patrolman, and it would all be fine. In the midst of the noise, Kazak saw a note on his dombra: "To my most beautiful and pure fiancée, Martha." Kazak slipped the note into his arms, put the piano on his back and walked out. It took another hour for his accomplices to finish their work, and the brutes were satisfied and appreciative of the new accomplice. They said, "It's your turn, go in, it tastes great!" ”

Kazak remembered the day after his wedding, when he was forcibly taken away while still asleep. Kazak was stunned, and walked in under the prodding of his companion. Kazak hesitated, he didn't know what to do. As a man, he has his own needs, but in the bottom of his heart, there is a woman who cools his impulses like moonlight. Kazak walked in anyway, and he saw that the woman's eyes were shining brightly, and he stretched out his hand to pray, and the woman's left chest was pierced open, and blood was dripping. The woman prayed with her last look to Kazak to save her life, but Kazak couldn't do anything, and Kazak watched as the woman died in front of her. At this time, a robber who was still unsatisfied turned back and asked Kazak if he was done, and Kazak said that the woman was dead. The robber grinned and said, "Dead people don't move." At that time, Kazak felt that all these people should go to hell. When the robbers were leaving, the old man's pitiful cry came: "Oh my God, what have you done! O my poor Martha! Oh my God! ”

Half a year later, Kazak, who was already the leader, heard that there was a patrol officer who was lame in the hotel because of alcoholism, and this patrol officer was fired from the patrol team, and I heard that he had always been a motivated young man, but because his fiancée was raped and killed half a year ago, and his father-in-law hanged himself at home, he changed, and became a young man who only knew how to drink, what a good young man, and his life was ruined like this. At that time, Kazak's men had forgotten these things, leaving only some faint memories, but Kazak remembered every scene, he remembered the woman's pleading eyes before she died, and Kazak silently thought: "Am I the devil?" ”

Darkness, light, the world in Kazak's dream is unrecognizable. He saw the bright stars in the night on the prairie; He heard the sound of the dombra with the scent of flowers; He saw a woman in a wedding dress, and the woman turned around and cried and said, I have a son, I am four years old, and I have a daughter, and I have a birthday. Kazak wanted to call her, but the woman suddenly turned into Martha's appearance, begging him with the last look, "Help me", Kazak dreamed that an arrow pierced his shoulder, tearing his heart, Kazak screamed and woke up.

Kazak was in a cold sweat, and he saw the thin steam floating in the room, and the stove somewhere was boiling water. On one side was a wide window, and the gentle sunlight let in, and in the distance there was a blue sky faintly shining between the town's outlines, which made people sleep. Rhine fell asleep on his side with a half-eaten apple in his hand. Before the operation, Kazak had his men untie my father and Wright, so that they could stay in the house for as long as they could. Kazak looked at the ceiling and felt a wave of happiness rush through his body from the comfort of the sheets. But the feeling of happiness was interrupted by a sharp pain in his right shoulder, and Kazak let out a low groan, which woke Rhine.

A few minutes later, Rhine threw away half an apple and went to find Charlie and Edward, who had been helping her for the past few days. After a while, Charlie came, he checked the wound on Kazak's back, and saw blood burst out of the wound again, "It's not good, sir, if you really can't, your right arm will have to be amputated." Later, with Rhine's help, Charlie helped Kazak change the blood-stained sheets and re-bandage him.

While Kazak was turned over and helped up, a bandit next to him kept watching him. This bandit is called Sagron (Scottish Shadowless Feet???? Scotland = SGL = Sagron, thanks to the initials??? He was a young man whom Kazak admired, and he couldn't afford his family's taxes, so he approached the lord and hoped to get a job in the town to support his family. It had been many years since the empire had lost its southern mountains, and the people of the richest central region of the empire were beginning to experience the terrible conditions of taxation. The lord of Sagron was a haughty middle-aged man who had just replaced his father, who was too pedantic. The lord told the restless yeoman that he could go, as long as he could pay the taxes all year round, and that he didn't care if he lived or died. When the young man arrived in the town, he worked as a carpenter, a bricklayer, and a stonemason, but could not do anything. After eating the grain he had brought, he was faced with a choice, either to become a beggar or to go home. He didn't have the face to go back to see his wife, so he chose the former. At this time, a bald accomplice whom Sagron knew when he was a stonemason approached him and asked him if he would like to do some spectators, darts and other activities, Sagron thanked Dade for agreeing, but soon after, after witnessing the atrocities of his accomplices against a woman and her father, he knew that this was not a dart walker at all, this was a bandit. He approached the stonemason and wanted to leave, but the stonemason did not speak, and that night two of Sagron's accomplices came and beat him, saying that if he dared to go, his new wife would die worse than Martha, and of course, they would make Sagron's wife happy before he died. The threat hit Sagron in the soft underbelly, and Sagron never said anything about leaving. He took time to go back to his second house, and brought some money and stolen leather and cloth to the house, and his wife was stunned, not knowing how Sagron had made such a fortune, and Sagron said sullenly, "I have become a grain collector in the city." Sitting behind a flat and steady desk, supervising the peasants' grain payment, is very decent, but he is busy with official duties and cannot go home often. ”