All Things Wrong

Now that the battle is coming to an end, it has to be said that the fighting power of these former Castle soldiers is still quite powerful. It is also quite powerful to kill more than a dozen horse thieves in battles like 20 to 70. But that's it, and now the 20 soldiers are basically dead.

As for the merchant members of the Chamber of Commerce, that's hardly combat power. The horse thief knifed the horse without long eyes. A little smarter. He yelled a little arrogant with the knife when he was about to open it. Then he hid as soon as he opened it. He could still live.

“Captain, it's almost done. We've all killed the knife.” The Orc Gulem walked in front of Gilbert, carrying a wolf tooth stick and holding Marvin's body, laughing at the debriefing.

“Hmm...” Gilbert still squatted there and nodded slightly.

“Are you the one who killed Marvin? That's great. You owe us a lot of money.” Gurem also said hello to Li Wylin in front.

“Very good?” Li Weilin said slowly, "Then why are you crying? ”

“Cry? How could I...” Gulem said, touching his own eyes and finally touching a lot of tears.

“Huh? Why would I...” Gulem looked strangely at the tears on his finger and said strangely, “Captain, how strange, why did I cry? ”

“I don't know...” Gilbert stood up slowly.

“Captain, why are you crying too? Why?” Guréme looked at Gilbert in tears and asked.

“I really don't know, I just suddenly feel like something very sad has happened, but I don't know what it is...” Gilbert said, wiping his eyes with the sleeve of his right hand, "Gulem, wipe the tears off first, don't let the members see. ”

“Oh...” Gulem followed, wiping his own tears.

“How's it going?” Gilbert looked around and the horse bandits had taken control of the situation, and now several people were gathering captives, several were gathering the bodies of their companions, and others were beginning to count the cargo.

“The escorts have all been killed, 11 merchants have been captured and the cargo is still being counted. Thirteen brothers were killed, two seriously wounded and a dozen slightly wounded on our side.” Gulem reports.

“Bring down all the prisoners.” Gilbert said.

Soon, more than a dozen people were pulled in front of Gilbert, and these people weren't tied up, but everyone followed a horse thief, with a knife directly around his neck, and a slight move was probably a knife.

And the first of these prisoners was Captain Jared of the merchants, and I don't know how this guy survived the riots, but he was alive, and he wasn't hurt.

“Oh, hello, Mr. Merchant.” Gilbert smiled at Jared and said.

After Gilbert's words, the horse thief behind Jared lifted his leg and kicked him on Jared's back knee, immediately kneeling down.

“You... you can't kill me...” said Jared, freaking out and shocked.

“Oh, why can't I kill you?” Gilbert grinned and asked.

“I... am from the Marquis of Filmt... no, my heart, my heart.” Jared had no choice but to rely on the Marquis of Filmt to scare him.

“Oh, heart?” Gilbert smiled.

“Yes, yes, if you kill me, Marquis Filmt will definitely send an army to surround you, which is bad for everyone, right?” Jared seemed a little hesitant to see Gilbert and felt like he had seized the opportunity, he said.

“Don't you think if I didn't kill you, your master, Marquis Filmt, wouldn't come to us? What do you want me to do? Put you back and lead the way to the Marquis of Filmt? Oh, you think I'm an idiot?” Gilbert smiled.

“No... no... I will never go to the Marquis when I get back!” Jared said quickly.

“All right, you guys, listen up!” Gilbert was too lazy to take care of Jerry anymore, and he stood up and raised his voice and said to a few prisoners on the other side, "Now I'm going to give you a job, that is to do it with me in the future. Anyway, today we all know that it's impossible for me to leave a live message to the Marquis of Filmt. Either you die today or you follow me, choose one. ”

The merchants below immediately moved. Although it was tragic to say that the merchant was now a bandit, and that he had been well mixed in the main city, now he was going to fall into the grass, and his heart was wide apart, but it was better than death anyway. Older businessmen struggle harder. They have families in the main city. What if they fall into the grass?

“I'm willing to join!” A very young prisoner shouted, "Anyway, I was a helper in the Chamber of Commerce, I wasn't married, my parents had a job to take care of themselves, I joined, it's better than dead! ”

The first one had the second, and soon six people stood up and said they wanted to join. All six of them are younger people. There is no family business in the main city, which is to work as helpers in the merchant team. The remaining seven people continue to kneel there, and their hearts are tangled. They are not young people. They have wives and concubines in their families, and children. How can they just drop grass?

“I… I join…” a man in his forties stood up in the shadows and said.

“Derek, you!” The other person next to him immediately looked at Derek in anger and yelled.

“I just want in. Why?” Derek suddenly got excited, "I just wanted to live. What's wrong with that? ”

“This…” the person next to him is silent, I don't know how to refute it, in fact, he also wants to live, but he can't bear to fight for decades of family business, once the grass falls, there is no turning back.

“I'm an accountant, I'll keep books, I can help you... No, help us keep books.” Derrick shouted at Gilbert.

“Well, that's it.” As soon as Gilbert waved, several people who had not stood up were immediately dragged away by the horse thief in the back, some of whom seemed to want to say something else, but Gilbert ignored and let the horse thief in the back strangle him so he wouldn't talk.

“Well, there are seven left.” Gilbert looked at the seven people who stood up and said, "You all want to join our bandits, but we have a rule that we have to get a name for before we go in. ”

“Vote?” A few people standing up asked strangely.

“Look, there happens to be a Marquis Filmt's heart here. It fits. Kill him. You're my brothers.” Gilbert pointed at Jared on his knees and said.

“What?” Jared jumped in his heart and immediately looked at the seven people standing.

The horse thief next to him immediately handed over a knife, and the horse thief was not afraid of their sudden eruption. Just a few businessmen, there was nothing to be afraid of. Those who had the nerve to resist were already lying on the ground.

None of these seven people actually went forward immediately, and everyone's expression was very tangled. That's because Jared was a really good captain, looking at Jared on his knees, some of the usual images were hooked up, he took care of himself at work, he stuffed himself in hard times, he drank with him, he took risks.

“How... what do we do? I can't do it...” a young man said.

“I... I can't either...”

“Think about it.” Gilbert said on one side that screams had come from over there and several businessmen who had not stood up had been executed.

“No… I don't want to die…” A young man collapses a little and immediately draws a knife and moves forward.

“Don't... don't kill me, Eggett...” Jerry said on his knees.

“…” this young man, Eggett, saw the prayer, Jered, hesitated again, and could not take the knife.

“Pfft." At this moment, a sword went straight into Jared's head, as if there was no obstacle, and then came out from below. The immense force nailed him all to the ground instantly, and instantly the blood was all over the ground.

“I'm in.” Lee Wylin stood by Jerry's body and said.