The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

　　 The robbers put on headgear on Cheorchen and Yuri, and drove them into an abandoned post.

　　 This is a post station built on the only way from Smolensk to nearby villages and towns. During the reign of King Władysław, the decree of the Republic was conveyed from Smolensk to the villages and towns through such post stations. Countless merchants and villagers flowed endlessly between the farm and the city on the commercial road. But now, these are all deserted, and there are no endless caravans. The residents of the city have to buy the food and cloth they need for four or five times more than the original price; and the farmers also shrink in the village. Inside, they used tree bark to make paper, carbon rods as pens, and made winter clothes with the raw leather material from the wool skin.

　　 Two robbers suspended Cheorchen's body in the air, one raised his head and the other raised his feet, threw him into the enclosure full of feces, and then closed the door.

　　 "You two take turns watching them at night." Cheer Chen heard the bandit leader say so. What else they said later, they didn't catch it.

　　Because of being blindfolded, Chechen's eyes were completely dark, and he could neither see the robber nor Yuri. He couldn't even tell whether it was day or night.

　　 After a while, he vaguely heard the sound of robbers walking back and forth in the vigil. Obviously, even in such a cold day, the robbers did not neglect their duties, but were heavily guarded.

　　 But now that he is here, Cheorchen sighed.

　　 This first one, survived by himself. In this day, he faced two life crises. This time, it was the bandit leader who was going to kill him with a halberd, and he was saved by Uncle Pidro. At that time, he really thought that the end was coming, and he was terribly afraid. This second time, the negotiation between Uncle Pietro and the bandit leader was at a stalemate and was about to break down. The sound of the trigger was really like the sound of death. But relying on his eagerness and wisdom, he hid again.

　　 And now, it depends on me whether my third death is coming or the prelude to escape.

　　 He wants to find a way to escape as soon as possible.

　　 But this method is so difficult. In the current situation of Cheer Chen, even if it was a pig lying in this pen, he could think of more ways than he could. Because this pig won't be **** with his hands and feet, he will be covered with a headgear.

　　 But Tetsuchen is Tetsuchen after all. For a while, he decided to find a way to loosen his hands and feet. But the "hummingbird" had already been taken by the robbers, even if the sword was there, it was difficult and difficult to cut the rope with the blade without the blade.

　　 So, he was going to look for available tools in the room. He began to twist his back spine desperately, faster and faster, every time, he was able to move his body halfway away. Then he focused on his body and probed the ground with his hands tied behind his back, looking for any sharp objects. Even these seven or eight times, he didn't get anything, and his whole body was numb when he was tired. But Cheerchen took a break for a while, and then tried again. He finally touched something.

　　 The surface of this thing is extremely smooth, but the edges are extremely sharp. If Cheerchen could take off his headgear now, he could see that it was a fragment of a wine glass. It's not surprising that this thing appeared here, after all, it was or used to be an inn.

　　 At this time, the ring door made a sound. It was the guard who came to check the guard.

　　 "What are you doing?" the bandit guarding Tetsuchen asked. He found that Cheerchen was no longer sitting in the same position he threw him away.

　　 "I want to find a cleaner place, sir. It's all pig dung, it's so stinky."

　　 "Then it doesn't matter where you go, it's all pig dung." The robber guard said with a presumptuous smile.

　　 "Sir, how is your companion who hurt his hand?" Cheerchen didn't respond to the robber guard's teasing, but instead cared about the injured robber.

　　 "What are you asking about this?" The robber guard's voice was alert.

　　 "Nothing. After all, that gentleman was injured because of me. I just care about him." Cheechen replied.

　　 "Golodai is resting in the room. I let the blond boy serve him." The robber guard said.

　　 The robber who was stabbed by himself was named Gao Luodai. Cheerchen thought. And Yuri didn't have an accident, which made Chechen's heart burst of joy.

　　 "Then sir, what do you use to treat that Mr. Gao Luodai?"

"What else can I use? There's nothing for this place. I took some bread and spider webs and asked the blond boy to put his wounds on him." Maybe it was idle and bored, the robber guard had a word with Cheer Chen without a word. stand up.

　　 "I think Mr. Gao Luodai is really lucky." Cheerchen said pretendingly with envy.

　　 "Lucky? He was stabbed like that by you, and his hands are almost gone. Lucky?" The robber guard felt that Tetsuchen was telling the truth.

"Of course I am not talking about this. I think Mr. Gorodet can rest in the warm room tonight because of his hand injury. My friend can also be in the room to take care of him. I don't want us, One is in the foul-smelling circle, and the other is outside in the ice and snow." Cheer Chen explained so.

　　 He hopes to deceive the guard in front of him so that he can cut the rope calmly.

　　 Sure enough, these words of Che Chendi worked. The robber guarded the lighted room not far away, and looked at Cheerchen who was sitting on the ground again, remembering that he had to look outside the door on such a cold day, his hands and feet were cold again.

　　 "You don't want to run away, do you?" The robber was still a little worried.

　　 "Mr. Guard, how can I escape with my hands and feet tied up? If you don't worry, then lock the gate again. I am waiting for tomorrow our head to redeem me." Cheerchen said vowingly.

　　 After listening to Tetsuchen's words, the guard thought about it. He approached Tetsuchen and UU read www.uukanshu.com carefully checked the rope. Finally he locked the door and left in peace.

　　 Tetsuchen waited for a long time after the door was locked, making sure that there was no movement outside. So he took out the broken glass in his hand, turned his wrist and cut it one by one.

　　 did not know how many cuts, the rope in his hand became looser and looser, and finally was cut. Cheerchen was happy, he felt the hood off his head, and then began to untie the rope on his feet.

　　 Although people have gained freedom, they are still far away from the tiger's mouth.

　　 "What should I do next?" Cheerchen asked.

　　 No one answered him, he had to find the answer himself.

　　 Tetsuchen came to the door first. The door was firmly held by an iron lock, and there was no way to open it from the inside.

　　 Tetsuchen walked gently to the other side of the enclosure. That is a wall.

　　 "If I could break through this wall, and then run to the sled by surprise, jump on the back of a horse, so that before they can react, I will be gone."

　　 Very good idea, but when Cheor Chen knocked on the wall, he started to have trouble again—the wall was too thick.

　　 With the broken glass in his hand, even if it lasts ten and a half days, it may not be able to open a gap.

　　 So, he walked to the other side again.

　　 Suddenly, he seemed to be hit by something very hard. Based on his hand, Cheorchen realized that this was a ladder. It turned out that the bottom of this pen was a place where pigs were raised, but there was a layer on top, which was used to stack wheat straw and hay.

　　 Tetsuchen climbed up the ladder. When he reached the top, he removed the ladder behind him again.

　　 The top floor is not high, and the roof can touch Cheorchen's head. He grabbed it with his hand, the roof was made of thatch, and he had a hole in it soon.