Iron Power And Sorcerer

Iron Power And Sorcerer Chapter 82

2021-01-25

Chapter 82 First-class thieves
About an hour after the Veneta fleet was withdrawn from the bay, On the road connecting the Red Sulphur Port and the cannon at the entrance of the bay, a group of Tanirians who were escorting the captives were struttingly moving towards the Red Sulphur Port.

Less than twenty people were drawn into a column on the rammed earth road, half of which were Tanirian sailors in charge of escorting, and the rest were Veneta men with their hands tied in a string.

A skinny monkey-like pirate with open teeth proudly carried a lance at the front of the line, the tip of the spear raised upwards to a head in a Veneta cap. The face under the hat looked sickly pale because the blood had been drained.

There was even a large cart in the line, and the poor mule pulling the cart was foaming with exhaustion.

Several Veneta corpses were covered with straw mats, only the lower body was exposed, and they were thrown on the cart.

There were a lot of heads piled up beside the corpses. The cart "crunched, crunched" all the way, and the blood dripped all the way behind the car.

There were almost no civilians on the road, and when a few pedestrians saw this group of people from a distance, they hurriedly hid in the woods beside the road.

The Martial Law has already been imposed on the Red Illusion Island, and the civilians on the island all know that the Veneta people are coming to fight the Red Ilulfur Island. However, compared to the Veneta, the civilians on the island were more afraid of these pirates who gathered from all directions to the Red Sulphur Island.

At this moment, the defenders on the Red Sulphur Island are not only civilian guards, private soldiers from the plantation, but also wandering soldiers, pirates, who were recruited heavily by the federation.

These pirates call themselves the defenders of Iwo Jima, and it seems reasonable to them to charge a little extra. Dare not to provoke large plantations, pirates will specifically harm the common people.

However, in the past two or three days, the militia and the pirates have clashed several times, with casualties on both sides. If the Veneta people don't come again, I am afraid that there will be internal strife in the red sulfur island.

Now, the defenders have won a big battle, and the pirates are even more arrogant.

These pirates who escorted their captives didn't bother to pay any attention to the prying eyes in the woods, and just followed the road toward the port of Red Sulphur.

The skinny monkey pirate who was in the lead was interested, and suddenly he sang a pirate's chant while walking: ~
Marry someone to marry a big thief~
Slept until midnight with the sound of steel knives~
Sister wears Ling Luo and beheaded!
 …”

wail like ghosts and Howl like wolves sings out of the air leaking mouth, and still uses a Tanirian accent that is too thick to be dissolved. Except for the singing pirate himself, I am afraid no one else can understand what he is singing.

A few peasants hiding in the woods looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering whether it was the pirates with their spear tips raising upwards and their heads more terrifying, or the donkey-like singing more terrifying.

Another group of pirates who went to support the artillery base approached, and the two groups of pirates passed by. Those pirates who didn't get a chance to fight or capture a prisoner watched eagerly. The prisoners escorted by friendly forces, and the heads in the car.

"Dude, the harvest is not small!" The good-hearted person moved towards the pirate who was escorting the captives, half envy and half jealousy, and shouted: "You guys are really doing it. Give me a few heads."

"There is a head in front of me, cut it off yourself!" The pirate of the skinny monkey laughed heartily: "Don't give up the idea of slapping Lao Tzu's goods."

"Dude, I see you I'm afraid there are old peasants on the island in these heads?"

"[The common vulgar language among sailors]!"

The two teams passed by, and soon leave each other behind. The dirt road twists and turns, and the silhouette of the other side is covered by the woods.

"These donkey shit must have chopped up a few peasants in the nearby village to make up the number." The pirate who had just shouted at the skinny monkey said to the people around him jealously, "A total of How many people ran ashore? I think there are fifteen heads in that car!"

The pirate beside him nodded with admiration.

"Hey! Why don't I have such luck?" said the shouting pirate, complaining to himself: "We also have to figure out where to get the two heads."

Time Back until not long ago.

With the sound of two explosions, a group of fresh troops rushed out of the jungle, and the morale of the Tanirians who were attacked by the front and rear collapsed.

A few clever ghosts on the edge of the battlefield ran away, immediately triggering a chain reaction, and all the Tanirians who had an advantage in numbers began to flee.

The Veneta officer with the bow and arrow didn't care about any Tanirians who tried to fight back, and only shot those pirates who wanted to escape.

"Chase! Don't let them run away! Let them run away and we'll all die." Andre urged the exhausted Veneta sharply.

The Veneta people who were chased all the way to this low cliff were all fighting with a single spirit.

On the contrary, the reinforcements who rushed out desperately tried to intercept the pirates who wanted to escape, and the Veneta officer armed with a bow and arrow even brought down several people in a row.

But two pirates got into the jungle anyway, and the silhouette quickly disappeared into the leaves and bushes.

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

But the one who led the reinforcements into the battlefield, full of The officers in blood and mud followed the pirates' footprints into this broad-leaved rainforest.

I don't know how long it has passed, it seems to be very short, and it seems to be very long.

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

The clothes and shoes of the two fleeing pirates were thrown to the ground, along with their heads.

There were countless things in Andre's heart that he wanted to say, but when they got to his mouth, he swallowed them all. Thousands of words turned into a bear hug and a joke: "Winters, you...are you right? What's so special about the head thing?"

Winters looked at the complicated Veneta soldiers behind Andre, and secretly sighed that his reputation was completely ruined.

"If the pirates want to exchange our heads for money, they have to use our clothes and shoes as proof." Winters explained with a wry smile in order to prove that his mental state was normal: "Leave one without They can't tell who is dead."

The Veneta soldiers were a little more relaxed when they heard this, and Winters looked horrified even when they saw the enemy. , The talent in front of him who was helpless to explain has changed back to the normally gentle Warrant Officer of Montagne.

"How did you find us?"

"You're making such a big move, it's hard not to notice." Bud came over and said with a smile.

Andre also excitedly gave Bud a bear hug.

As the others sweep the field, the three warrant officers of the 1st Hundred Men Squad rush into a meeting.

Winters succinctly recounts how he rounded up the remnants, met Bud, and captured and interrogated two enemies.

"These Tanirians are all pirates, and the federation has offered a reward of two gold coins for each person, double the living and the officers." Winters facial expression grave said: "Red sulfur All the long-legged pirates on the island have come to pull nets to search for those of us who haven't drowned."

"You are now the person with the highest command sequence, and you will listen to what you want to do. "Finally there is no need to think anymore, Andrei is very happy.

Lieutenant Colonel Conter was not dead. The pirate's gun had a small charge and punched a fingertip-sized hole in Lieutenant Colonel's abdomen. The blood 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 of Winters couldn't do anything about it, and being half-dead was the most troublesome thing. Bud had arranged for the soldiers to be temporary stretchers.

"There's no other way but to run. The key is where to run?" Winters found a rock and sat on it: "And we have wounded soldiers, so we can't run fast at all."

"Then what should we do?" Andrei was silent for a while, then said in a low voice with a difficult expression: "Or..."

He made a gesture.

"No." Bud calmly held Andre down: "The soldiers are all watching, throw away the wounded soldiers and the heart will be scattered. Either bring the wounded soldiers, or simply all of them. Don't bring it."

In that encounter just now, five were killed and four were seriously injured—requiring someone else to carry it for action is considered a serious injury.

Winters knew very well that this young man was not only injured by the wounded, but also had a large target. If only three warrant officers were in action, the chances of escaping would be much greater.

Almost all the soldiers who were cleaning the battlefield were injured, but no one dared to appear injured, for fear of being left behind. One critically wounded man was weeping softly, the others were silent, and everyone knew exactly how things were going.

All the wounded will be thrown away. If you are lucky, someone will help you. Those who are not physically fit will be left 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. Can find small boats to take them out to sea.

"Are my soldiers destined to only get these?" Winters gritted his teeth and thought: "Even if there is such a thing as fate, I will never obediently surrender!"

All present The Veneta who were still alive were called to Warrant Officer Montagne, soldiers from the First Hundred Men Squad, and sailors from the Navy.

"I, WO Budd, and WO Cellini decided not to give up a single wounded soldier." Winters straight to the point.

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

"Look at this map, we're roughly here now. If we move towards Southwest, we might escape to the coast." He kept it in his arms, but luckily it wasn't wet by the sea water: "But I decided, we will not flee to the Southwest, we will move towards the northeast, and move towards the Red Sulfur Port. Listen, it's not running away, it's going!"

"It would be safe to go to Red Sulphur Harbor, even safer than running to the southwest. The pirates are set up like a net that gets tighter and tighter, but behind it is a weak spot. As the soldiers watched in astonishment, Winters repeated Lieutenant Colonel Field's teaching to them: "A third-rate thief wears a night coat, and a first-rate thief wears a gown. Follow me, and I'll take you out of this piece in your gown." Net!"

Time goes back to the present.

Winters, who had completely released himself, kept doing it, leading the remnants of Veneta to change into pirate clothes, broke into a nearby farm for a meal, and grabbed a cart. .

The Veneta who did not speak the Tanirian dialect - including three officers - became "captives".

His original plan was for everyone to change into pirate clothes, but the three officers pretended to be pirates to frighten the peasants.

The team of "escorting the captives" swaggered down the main road of Red Iwo Island, attracting attention but not raising any suspicion.

The bastions outside the Red Sulphur Port are already in sight, but the number of Tanirians they encounter is becoming less and less. Obviously, most of them are busy catching prisoners.

"Who are you under?" In the suburbs of Chisulfur Port, the cart and a group of riders bumped into each other, blocking the road.

The cart is impossible to go down the road, and the driver is even more reckless to drive the car forward, and the riders have no choice but to make way under the road.

"Hay Redding!" The black and thin pirate with the teeth at the beginning arrogantly reported a large number.

"Oh... Redbeard's men, no wonder." The lead rider looked thoughtful and said, he looked at the things on the car and asked with a smile: "Why do you still have zero on this car? Is there a whole thing?"

"You have eyes under your fucking forehead? Blind? Then you are fucking alive!" The black and skinny pirate with the teeth sneered and asked: "Death is worth two, life is worth two. It's worth three, you hammer, do you understand?"

This pirate with a lance is a small figure, but his mouth is not forgiving, Tanirian dialect is a vulgar slang for sailors , the listeners only know that he is definitely not saying good things, and it is almost difficult to understand what he is saying.

"Oh...that's it." 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 to look at the other side, but happened to meet each other's eyes.

Winters quickly lowered his head, knowing something was wrong.

However, it was too late, and the leading rider immediately ordered his subordinates: "Bring out the Veneta man in the middle, I will try him!"

"Damn! You guys What do you want?!" The Tooth Pirate stopped in front of the captive and shouted sharply.

"I need to interrogate this captive." The leading rider didn't want to entangle with this lowly pirate, and said impatiently: "Don't you just want to exchange him for money? I'll give you the money directly. That's enough?"

"[A sailor's slang that even sailors find vulgar], how old are you? Trial if you want to? The following showed embarrassment, and immediately understood that the other party did not bring any money, so he resolutely changed his words and said, "...Did you pay the goddamn money?"

"You hand him over to me, and then go to the Gott Club to pick it up. Money, just say Captain Kidd let you go." Captain William Kidd searched his body and couldn't find the money bag, so he had to come up with another way.

"I, your blood father, who cares who you are? If you want people, just bring the money!" The Huoya pirate yelled: "Five ducats! !"

[Ducat here refers specifically to the gold coin minted by the Republic of Veneta]

"Does anyone else have any money?" Captain Kidd turned his head and asked. other riders.

Unfortunately, no one brought any money out today, and the other riders only collected a dozen large Silver Coins.

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

After he finished speaking, he led his subordinates away.

The whole group, who was worried, let out a sigh of relief.

"I'm afraid we've just bumped into the commander of the Red Illusion Island." Bud whispered, "Have you seen their horses? They're all great warhorses."

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

"Of course." I'm a 'lucky' Gold!"

The rib tips are crescent bones, delicious.

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