Iron Powder and Spellcaster

About an hour after the Veneta fleet withdrew from the bay, on the road connecting Red Sulfur Port and the fort at the entrance of the bay, a group of Tanirians escorting prisoners was marching toward Red Sulfur Port in a swaggering manner.

Less than twenty people formed a column on the rammed earth road, half of them were Tanirian sailors responsible for escorting, and the rest were Venetans with their hands tied in a string.

A skinny monkey-like pirate with open teeth walked at the front of the team, carrying a spear proudly, with a head wearing a Veneta military cap on the tip of the spear. The face beneath the hat looked sickly pale because the blood had been drained.

There was even a large cart in the team, and the poor mule pulling the cart was so tired that it foamed at the mouth.

The corpses of several Veneta people were randomly covered with straw mats, with only their lower bodies exposed, and were thrown onto the cart like this.

There were many heads piled next to the corpse. The cart creeped, creaked as it went, and blood dripped from the back of the car.

There were almost no civilians on the road. A few pedestrians saw this group of people from a distance and immediately hid in the woods beside the road in a hurry.

Martial law has been declared on Red Sulfur Island for a long time, and the civilians on the island know that the Veneta people are coming to attack Red Sulfur Island. However, compared to the Veneta people, the civilians on the island are more afraid of these pirates who gather on Red Sulfur Island from all directions.

At the moment, the defenders on Red Sulfur Island include not only militia guards and private soldiers from plantations, but also stragglers recruited by the Federation with heavy sums of money - pirates.

These pirates pride themselves on being the defenders of Red Sulfur Island, and charging some extra fees seems reasonable to them. Not daring to mess with the big plantations, the pirates specialized in harming the common people.

However, in the past two or three days, several conflicts broke out between the militiamen and the pirates, with both sides suffering casualties. If the Veneta people don't come again, there will probably be internal strife on Red Sulfur Island.

Now, the defenders had won a great victory, and the pirates were even more arrogant.

The pirates escorting the prisoners didn't bother to pay attention to the peepers in the woods, and just moved along the road towards Red Sulfur Port.

The skinny monkey pirate in the lead became interested, and as he walked he suddenly picked up a broken gong and sang a pirate chant:

“When you eat meat, you have to eat the rib tips~

To marry, you have to marry a big thief~

I slept until midnight with the sound of steel knives~

Brother Wearing Ling Luo Beheads Me!

…”

Singing sounds like howling ghosts and wolves came out of Leofeng's mouth, and they still used a Tanirian accent that was so thick that it couldn't be softened. Except for the singing pirate himself, I am afraid no one else can understand what he is singing.

Several farmers hiding in the woods looked at each other, not knowing whether the pirates with their heads on the spear points were more terrifying, or the donkey-like singing voice that was more terrifying.

Another group of pirates came to support the artillery fort. The two groups of pirates passed each other. Those pirates who had neither fought nor captured prisoners looked eagerly at the prisoners escorted by friendly forces and the vehicles. Head above.

Brother, what a harvest! A good person shouted with half envy and half jealousy towards the pirates who were escorting the prisoners: You guys are really rich, give me some of your brains.

There are heads in front of you. Cut them off yourself! The Slender Monkey Pirate laughed loudly: Don't fucking try to steal my goods.

Brother, I think there may be old farmers on the island in your heads, right?

[Vulgar language commonly used among sailors]!

The two groups passed each other and soon left each other behind. The dirt road was winding and winding, and the figure of the other party was obscured by the woods after turning a corner.

These donkeys must have killed a few peasants in the village nearby to make up the numbers. The pirate who had just shouted to the monkey said jealously to the people around him: How many people have only run ashore in total? Let me see. There are at least fifteen heads in that car!

The pirate next to him nodded in agreement.

Hey! Why don't I have such luck? the shouting pirate said regretfully: We also have to think about where to get two heads.

Time goes back to a while ago.

Accompanied by two explosions, a group of fresh troops rushed out of the dense forest. The morale of the Tanirians who were attacked from both sides suddenly collapsed.

A few smart guys on the edge of the battlefield ran away, immediately triggering a chain reaction. The Tanirians, who had the numerical advantage, all began to flee.

The Veneta officer armed with a bow and arrow paid no attention to any Tanirians who tried to fight back, only shooting those pirates who tried to escape.

Chase! Don't let them run away! If we let them run away, we will all die. Andre urged the exhausted Veneta people sharply.

Being chased all the way to this low cliff, the Veneta people were fighting with all their strength. The opponent turned around and ran away. They really didn't have the extra energy to catch up.

On the contrary, the reinforcements who rushed out tried their best to intercept the pirates who wanted to escape, and the Veneta officer holding a bow and arrow knocked down several people in succession.

But two pirates still got into the dense forest, and their figures quickly disappeared among the leaves and shrubs.

It's over! Andre in the center of the battlefield thought desperately: The second round of pursuit will kill us all.

But the officer who led the reinforcements into the battlefield, covered in blood and mud, followed the pirates' footprints into the broad-leaved rainforest.

I don’t know how long it took, it seemed very short, but also seemed very long.

The sound of footsteps and the scraping of branches was heard again in the woods, and the officer came out with two heads in his hands.

The clothes and shoes worn by the two fleeing pirates were thrown heavily to the ground together with their heads.

There were countless things to say in Andre's heart, but he swallowed them all when they came to his mouth. The thousands of words turned into a bear hug and a joke: Winters, do you...do you have any feelings about beheading? What special hobby?

Winters looked at the complex-looking Veneta soldiers behind Andre, and sighed to himself that his reputation was completely ruined.

If pirates want to exchange our heads for money, they have to use our clothes and shoes as proof. In order to prove that his mental state is normal, Winters explained with a wry smile: Leave a headless body, and they will divide it up. I don’t know who died.”

The Veneta soldiers relaxed a little after hearing this. Even the Veneta people were frightened when they saw Winters killing the enemy. The helpless man in front of him turned back to the usual gentle Montagne. warrant officer.

How did you find us?

You're making so much noise, it's hard not to notice. Bud walked over and said with a smile.

Andre also gave Bud a bear hug excitedly.

Others were cleaning the battlefield, and the three warrant officers of the 100th team quickly held a meeting.

Winters briefly described how he gathered the remaining soldiers along the way, met Bard, and captured and interrogated two enemies.

These Tanirians are all pirates. The federation has offered a reward of two gold coins for each person's head, and twice as much for the living and the officer. Winters said solemnly: All long-legged pirates on Red Sulfur Island They’re all here to pull out the nets to catch those of us who didn’t drown.”

You are now the person at the top of the command chain. Whatever you say, I will listen to you. Finally, there was no need to think anymore, and Andre was very happy.

Lieutenant Colonel Contel was not dead. The pirate's gun was not loaded with much ammunition and punched a hole the size of a fingertip in the Lieutenant Colonel's abdomen. The bleeding stopped on its own, but the lead bullet was still inside. I don't know what was going on in the abdominal cavity, but the lieutenant colonel was already in a state of shock.

The three Winters people are also helpless about this. Being half-dead is the most troublesome. Bud has arranged for soldiers to make temporary stretchers.

We have no choice but to run. The key is where to run? Winters found a stone and sat on it: And we can't run fast at all with wounded soldiers.

What should we do? Andre was silent for a while, then whispered with difficulty: Otherwise...

He gestured.

No. Bud held down Andre calmly: The soldiers are watching. Throwing away the wounded soldiers will break the morale of the army. Either bring the wounded soldiers with you, or not bring any at all.

In the encounter just now, five people were killed and four were seriously injured - requiring others to carry them was considered serious injury.

Winters knew very well: Not only did this small group of remnants have wounded soldiers that slowed down their marching speed, but they also had a large number of people and a large target. If only three warrant officers were operating, the chances of escape would be much greater.

Almost all the soldiers who were cleaning the battlefield were injured, but no one dared to show injury for fear of being left behind. One seriously wounded man was crying softly, the others were silent, and everyone knew how things would unfold.

All the wounded will be thrown away, and if they are lucky, someone will help them. The exhausted people will fall behind one by one. In the end, only a few people will be able to escape to the west coast of the island. They still need to pray that they can find a boat to take them out to sea. .

Are my soldiers destined to get only this? Winters gritted his teeth and thought: Even if there is such a thing as fate, I will never surrender without mercy!

All Venetas still alive were summoned to Warrant Officer Montagne, including soldiers from the 100th and sailors from the Navy.

I, Warrant Officer Bader, and Warrant Officer Cellini have decided not to abandon any wounded soldier. Winters got straight to the point.

In the soldiers' eyes, Winters saw gratitude, but also anxiety and hesitation.

Look at this map, we are roughly here now. If we escape to the southwest, we may escape to the coast. The map of Red Sulfur Island issued before the war was carefully wrapped in oilcloth by Winters and kept in his arms. Fortunately, we were not wet by the sea water: But I decided that we are not going to escape to the southwest. We are going to the northeast, toward the red sulfur port. Listen up, it's not about escaping, it's about marching!

It will be very safe to head towards Red Sulfur Port, even safer than running towards the southwest. The pirates' layout is like a net. The net will get tighter and tighter, but behind the net there is a weak point. The soldiers looked at in shock. , Winters repeated to them the teachings of Lieutenant Colonel Field: Only third-rate thieves will wear night clothes, while first-rate thieves will wear formal clothes. Follow me, and I will take you to jump out of this net in formal clothes!

Time returns to the present.

Winters, who completely let himself go, did nothing but lead Veneta's remaining soldiers to change into pirate clothes, broke into a nearby farm, ate and drank, and robbed a large car.

Venetans who did not speak the Tanirian dialect - including three officers - were taken prisoners.

His original plan was for everyone to dress up in pirate clothes, but it was okay for three officers to pretend to be pirates to scare the peasants, but anyone with a discerning eye would betray them at a glance, so they had to dress half as pirates and half as prisoners.

The prisoners escort team walked struttingly along the main road of Chiliu Island, attracting attention along the way, but did not arouse any suspicion.

The bastion outside Red Sulfur Port is already in sight, but fewer and fewer Tanirians are encountered. Apparently most of them are busy capturing prisoners.

Whose subordinates are you? On the outskirts of Chisulfur Port, a large cart collided with a group of riders, blocking the road tightly.

It was impossible for the cart to get off the road, and the driver was driving forward unscrupulously. The riders had no choice but to give way to the road.

Hailedin! The thin, black and gap-toothed pirate at the head announced a big number arrogantly.

Oh... Redbeard's men, no wonder. The leading rider said thoughtfully. He looked at the things loaded on the car and asked with a smile: How come you still have everything in your car?

You have eyes under your fucking forehead? Are you blind? Then you're damn alive! The thin black pirate with gaping teeth asked with a sneer: A dead one is worth two, a alive one is worth three. You hammer, do you understand?

This pirate with a spear holding his head is small in stature, but his mouth is not forgiving. The Tanirian dialect is mixed with the vulgar slang of sailors. The listeners only know that he is definitely not saying nice things, and it is almost difficult to understand him. What are you saying.

Oh...that's right. The leading rider was calm.

Winters, who had been walking with his head down, was a little curious about who this rider was, so he quietly raised his head and looked at the other person, but unfortunately he happened to meet the other person's eyes.

Winters knew something was wrong and quickly lowered his head.

However, it was already too late. The leading rider immediately ordered his men: Bring out the Veneta man in the middle, I want to interrogate him!

Damn it! What do you want to do?! The Haoya pirate stopped in front of the prisoner and shouted sharply.

I need to interrogate this prisoner. The leading rider did not want to tangle with this lowly pirate anymore and said impatiently: Don't you just want to exchange him for money? Can't I just give you the money?

[Sailor slang that even sailors find vulgar], who do you think you are? Can you interrogate me if you want? You... Halfway through the words, the gap-toothed pirate suddenly noticed that the other party fumbled for a few times with a look of embarrassment on his face, and immediately understood that the other party did not bring any money. , decisively changed his words: ...can you fucking afford it?

You hand him over to me, and then go to the Gott Hall to collect the money. Just say that Captain Kidd asked you to go. Captain William Kidd rummaged through his body but couldn't find the money bag, so he had to come up with another method.

Who do you think your bloody father is? If you want someone, just bring money! Pirate Huya yelled, Five ducats! If you can't get money, get out of here!

[Dukat here specifically refers to the gold coins minted by the Republic of Veneta]

Does anyone else bring any money? Captain Kidd turned back and asked the other riders.

Unfortunately, no one came out with money today, and the other riders could only collect a dozen large silver coins.

Let's go. Captain Kidd was too lazy to argue with the lowly pirate in front of him and waved his hand: Anyway, it will be handed over to me in the end. I will try it again later.

After saying that, he led his men away.

The worried group of people finally let out a sigh of relief.

I'm afraid we just bumped into the commander of Red Sulfur Island. Bard whispered: Did you see their horses? They are all top-notch war horses.

Andre nodded in agreement: We are lucky, they didn't bring any money.

Of course. The thin black pirate grinned, revealing a gaping gaping tooth: I'm Good Luck Gold!

The tip of the ribs is crescent bone, which is very delicious.

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