Iron Powder and Spellcasters Chapter 301

Chapter 301 New Town

Big Horn River, by the pontoon bridge.

A thin man in Heard robe stared at the toe of his boots, and said intermittently to the other group of men in ragged clothes: "Khan King praised us... You did a good job, and after you left the army, you will be given felt tents, cattle and sheep... And female slaves…”

Obviously rewarded, why are men so miserable?

They were neither happy nor complacent, most of them only had numbness in their eyes, and a few of them were full of anger and unwillingness.

Another thin, masked man tore off his scarf and spat fiercely.

The sound of spit was not loud, but the thin man in Heard's robe seemed to be stung by a wasp.

He raised his head suddenly, glanced at the people in front of him, and shouted hysterically: "You have the guts to run away! You don't do it! What are you complaining about? What do you hate? You treat me as a dog of the Heards, who the **** cares? Me! You..."

The masked man who ripped off the scarf walked out of the crowd, walked straight to the man in Heard's robe, and said coldly, "Enough."

Everyone who looks directly at the masked man's face will be deeply shocked.

Because where the nose of the masked man was supposed to be, there was only a horrible scar and two holes for air leakage.

Looking closely, the masked man's hair couldn't find the ears it should have.

The masked man is not born with a defect, his nose and ears were cut off.

The Hurds don't chop their hands or ankles—they keep them for work. So for the runaway slaves, they would cut off an organ that would not hinder their work or branded them, until they were executed.

The thin man in Heard's robe didn't dare to look at the masked man.

The masked man wrapped his scarf again, his eyes dimmed: "I'm not your captain for a long time."

On the wide Dajiao River, a pontoon bridge spans both banks.

The moat has become a thoroughfare. Hundreds of soldiers and war horses are entering Tiefeng County through the pontoon bridge. There are shouts and scoldings of Hede everywhere. Only this small group of people speaks with a Platonic accent. common language.

Some of the men in ragged clothes suddenly knelt down and cried, crying so sadly, so sadly.

Why is he crying?

Is it because you have already returned to your homeland, but you can't go home?

Or because he built the pontoon himself?

The beacon smoke has not yet reached the Oxhoof Valley, and the riders seeking help are still galloping, but Winters has already learned of the existence of the pontoon from Tai Chi's mouth.

Technological proliferation is one of the side effects of war.

In the Battle of the Great Wilderness, many artisans and officers of the Palatine Expeditionary Force were captured, and the Teltown Department thus mastered the use of prefabricated parts to erect pontoon bridges and even more advanced techniques.

That knocking sound all night long, and Winters now finally understands what he's doing—preparing for the pontoon construction.

Winters' bargaining chip is a multiple-choice question: Tai Chi can choose to believe that the head belongs to the fire-boiler, or not.

If Tai Chi doesn't believe that the fire roaster is dead, then Winters will kill Tai Chi first anyway, and then turn around to deal with the fire roaster;

Or...Tai Chi chooses to believe the fire roaster's death, lay down his arms and surrender, Winters gets time, and Tai Chi and his minions stay alive.

Choose one of the two, Tai Chi chose himself without hesitation.

The premise of negotiation is trust. Does Tai Chi trust Winters? I'm afraid not. Winters does the same.

But when drowning, even the rope thrown by the enemy can only be held tightly.

Since he was determined to turn his back on the fire roaster, Tai Chi was about to tell the fire roaster's plan and everything, and Winters was surprised by his decisive attitude.

Tertown was short of fodder, making it difficult for the horses to travel long distances.

Therefore, from the very beginning, the fire roaster only sent part of the main force to detour, and his direct subordinates retreated to the unburned grassland to wait for the fighter plane.

Perhaps the existence of the fleet disrupted the fire roaster's "nudge", or perhaps the fire roaster had a darker mind.

When Tai Chi led the main force to the east bank of the Big Horn River and contained all Winters' troops, the elite of the fire roaster's sweat tent did not appear.

Where is the fire roaster? Tai Chi doesn't care anymore. Winters could roughly guess, but he had to pacify Tai Chi's remnants before he could free up his hands against the Burners.

High-five and oath, Winters went alone with Taich into the camp of the remnants of Teltown.

Tai Chi held the symbol of the khan—the blue nine-tailed ponytail and the head of the fire roaster, announcing the death of the fire roaster to the people of Teldun.

The head is fake, but the big head is real.

Khan Dahu was originally left in the West Bank camp by the fire-boilers as a suspect. In the Battle of the Second Crossing of the Big Horn, the west bank camp of Teltown was broken by Winters, and the quiver guards who guarded the big horn fled with the flag.

Winters chased the quiver for fifty miles, and finally captured the dagger from beneath a corpse.

With the recognition of the real blue nine ponytails and Tai Chi, the fake head has also become a real head.

The Terdun people passively accepted the news that the fire roaster was dead. They had been beaten repeatedly to the point of losing their will to fight.

Winters, as "Hestas", swore an oath with Tai Chi in public, promising not to harm those who surrendered.

The surrender ceremony was very simple. Winters himself sat in the Teltown camp. One by one, the Teltown people walked out of the camp, leaving weapons, armor and warhorses in front of his flag, and took a loaf of bread.

The captives were escorted to the south bank of the Pantuo River - there are no extra men to guard them now.

Winters gave Taichi a hundred horses and fifty bows, and still let Taichi restrain his followers.

After doing these things, Winters called all the commanders, village chiefs, town chiefs and representatives of the squires under his command.

There was silence in the tent, the air was as cold as an ice cellar, and everyone who walked into the tent beamingly noticed the strange atmosphere.

Cheers came into the tent—the surviving Iron Peaks were celebrating their victory.

In the eyes of a series of inquiries, Winters told everyone calmly and calmly: "This battle has not been won yet, and the elites of the Sweat Horde of the Teltown Department may be attacking Revordan."

Geordan, another dull day.

The last few issues of "War Newsletter" have not been sent back. Although people are eager to know the latest war situation, they still have to live their lives.

Compared with the news of the Pantuo River, the police situation on the north bank is more concerned by the public.

It is said that a small group of barbarian cavalry slipped into Beiba Town and was burning, killing, and looting in rural areas.

Revodan has been under martial law, citizens are in a panic, and the price of flour has started to rise again.

On the contrary, the farmers and townspeople who have fled to Revodan have long been a little numb to such news. They work hard for bread, and the rise in flour prices has nothing to do with them.

The city wall of the new city has been largely completed, but the refugees have not been able to rest for a moment.

According to Mason Tribunal's plan, the labor teams began to build convex forts on the periphery of the new city, and arranged sewer pipes, laid roads, and built houses inside the new city.

Originally a "new city" like a large military camp, it really has some urban fireworks.

The new town is like a big construction site, and among the refugees who are working hard is a very inconspicuous one-eared man.

The one-eared man speaks very little, so many times people think he is mute. But he works hard, so it doesn't matter if he is dumb or not.

When the bread was being distributed at noon that day, the one-eared man met another man and had a few conversations.

That night, Ivan, who was promoted to interim sheriff, hurried to the officer's quarters, carefully woke up Mason's tribune, and reported worriedly: "Sir, someone is missing again!"

At this moment, the one ear that Ivan spoke of had arrived at Forge Township, twenty kilometers away.

He wasn't called One Ear either, he used to be called [Iles], and perhaps some Vignes remember this little-known gangster and smuggler.

"Robber Iles" was wanted for robbery of military vehicles, and eventually he fled into the wasteland and disappeared. But his family were all sat down.

Now, he is more often given the Hedut name [Bruhe], which means red dog.

The red dog knelt down on one knee, stared at the toe of his boots, and was narrating the details of the new city of Gervoudin: "...the leader stationed in Gervoudin is named 'Mason'..."

Standing in front of him was not someone else, but the fire roaster and the old interpreter.

"Mason?" The fire roaster interrupted the red dog: "What do you mean?"

Red Dog racked his brains to explain: "It means the masons and builders who play with stones to build houses."

"What? He's a mason?" asked the fire roaster.

"The name of the two-legged man is different from that of the tribes, and has lost its specific meaning." The old interpreter opened his eyes and said slowly, "Go ahead and choose the key point - first talk about city defense."

The red dog picked up a branch and sketched on the ground: "There used to be no city on the south bank of Gervoudan. Now this city was newly built by the head of the mason, and all the people, animals, goods, and food are stored in it."

"How many people? How much money?" The fire roaster's pupils slightly expanded.

"There are thousands of people, both men and women. They fled to Xincheng, and they took all their valuables with them. And there is a lot of food. The food brought from neighboring counties is stored in Xincheng on the south bank. Convey to the south."

"How high are the walls?"

"Not tall, very short, only one and a half people tall." The red dog pointed at the connection between the city wall and the river with a branch: "And there is a weak point, right here."

"Weakness?" The fire roaster widened his eyes.

Red Dog said as if offering advice: "The head of the mason leaned against the river bank and only built a half circle of the city wall. There are no high walls and no trenches on the side of the river. I guess...you can wade through it."

"It's so cold, how can you get into the water?" The old interpreter immediately scolded and asked, "How many people are guarding the city?"

"There are no defenders, and the defenders of the city have all gone to the south." The red dog shook his head vigorously, suddenly raised his eyes to look at the fire-boiler, and quickly lowered his head: "The Khan can quickly advance, while the defenders can't react in time, Attack in one fell swoop."

There was a trace of dissatisfaction in the eyes of the old interpreter, but he remained calm.

"Did they find you?" the fire roaster asked Red Dog.

"Never!"

"Did you find anyone else?" the fire roaster asked again.

"nor."

"Very good, you go down to rest." The fire roaster took out a gold medal and threw it in front of the red dog.

The red dog picked up the gold medal and returned it to the fire roaster: "Thank you, Khan, I don't want the gold medal."

The fire roaster lowered his face: "Then what do you want?"

"I wish to be a slave in the Khan's house! Be the eyes that you see during the day and the ears that you hear at night!"

The old interpreter is smiling but not smiling.

The fire roaster was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Then let you stay by my side and be a servant in the door."

Red Dog almost put his head between a pair of boots, desperately thanking him.

"Go down."

The red dog left with gratitude, and after leaving the sight of the fire roaster and the old translator, his smile quickly disappeared, as if the servile person just now was not him.

In the middle of the night, the main force of the Terdun Khan tent, who had just arrived in Forge Township, ran non-stop to the new city of Gervoudan.

At the same time, the regrouped Iron Peaks troops also marched towards Revodan.

[This chapter is theoretically the weekend update to make up for the debt]

[Maybe the noon update is expected to resume? ]

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