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Raymond Janeck had no appetite, and after taking back the water bag boringly, he immediately retracted into the corner of the carriage.His performance today is very abnormal. He is obviously a chubby body, but he hasn't eaten as many birds as he has. His face is even more pale, and his sweat is spreading out in patches.

"How about delicious? That comes at a price." As the car bumped, the fat on the waiter's body was shaking, and his double chin was shaking like water waves:

"After eating their food, I have to help them with work, and I'm afraid that I will have to work all night long,,,,,, May the one above bless, and the one above bless!"

"Butter can't stop her mouth!" Isabella glared at the waiter contemptuously, took out a silk kerchief with her right hand, and wiped off the oil stains on her arm twice:

"What's the matter with work? The owner of the village is not forcing people to bury their bodies. He is asking us to help strengthen the city's defenses! This is part of the job. What can I complain about? Don't forget, he will also bring troops to attack tonight. It would be a life-threatening risk to clear away the thieves and bandits in our village! Therefore, there is no comparison between people. Mr. Chevalier can easily become the owner of the village, and you are destined to stay at home for a lifetime. Look. What do you think? Still not convinced? Okay, then I'll talk to you again..."

She began to chatter, and there was no sign of stopping in a short time.Raymond Janek was unavoidable, and could only accompany his smiling face to torture, while the little Albert moved to the back of the car in the chaos, not to provoke Isabella at all.First, quarreling with the village chief’s daughter was purely uncomfortable for oneself; secondly, the fire was blazing into the sky at the Beizhai Gate, the red flames and the black shadows were entangled with each other, the strange picture made the heart beat faster.[The corpse we transported is burning there]

Before they set off, the boss of Gerrard had sent militiamen on horseback to spread the news to the planning village: the corpses of more than 20 foreigners who had parked in the square before would be burned at Beizhaimen.There is no need for the villagers to worry, just continue to do the work at hand.However, hearing the news in advance and seeing the fire with your own eyes will have a different impact on the soul after all.

The fireworks rose, burning the scarred and terrifying corpses of foreigners into fly ash little by little.The dead man discovered by little Albert was naturally included.His thoughts, his origins, and the last words he wanted to say before he died were all buried this night and turned into eternal secrets.

The reason Gerrard boss did this was to deal with a possible siege.If Kotweimel is under long-term siege, and these decomposed corpses are not treated in time, the planning village will surely break out with a plague, and it will be destroyed in a week at most.However, this collective cremation also turned the “war” that had only existed in conversations into the immediate facts, pressing on Little Albert's shoulders like a thousand-dollar boulder.

[Raymond is right.He swallowed the last bite of butter and bread, and felt that his throat suddenly became a bit blocked.[After eating other people's food, don't you have to work for them.I hope it's just to help with the work, don't make any other trouble.If the bandits suddenly attacked the city tonight, my dagger would be-afraid-why would I think so much!

He forced himself to relax and think nothing.But this is a completely impossible thing, especially if the bullock cart continues to move forward.The petition team has long been assigned to work, everyone has a responsibility, tonight, Kotweimel has no place to hide.

Soon after Isabella scolded and sat down, the bullock cart moved in the opposite direction from the day when it came, and opened the Dongzhai Gate.All four spears were removed, and the orcs' heads were missing. A whole row of linoleum-tied torches were inserted on the edge of the trench, and the flames were yellow and bright, illuminating the vicinity of the wall as if it was dawn.

The militia-soldiers of half of the team have arrived ahead of schedule and are clearing the trenches, lubricating the retractable mechanism of the suspension bridge, and reinforcing the parapet and back walls before and after the trench.The Noblewa village petition team came here mainly to help them lay hands and do some "light jobs" such as transporting soil, transporting wooden piles, and digging traps.

Compared to soldiers squatting at the bottom of the pit and shoveling out the stinky mud with a sad face, they are indeed treated better.Isabella was very grateful for this, and kept praising "Mr. Chevalier", and she was extremely enthusiastic about her work.She lifted the heavy pointed wooden stake, as if she was carrying a small toothpick, and could transport a whole bundle at a time, not to mention the petition team's own people, even the civilian soldiers were shocked.

Lucien is an old man with a hunchback, surely unable to do this kind of work.So he teamed up with "Blue Finger" François and contracted out the job of digging traps.One of them is knowledgeable, and the other can write and count. Whether it is a female trap or a continuous pit for tripping horses, they can be set up quickly, and then use rags, grass blades, and kitchen utensils. Rubbish, hide the trap seamlessly (at least at night).

Little Albert only knows how to put pigs, take care of small animals, and change the diapers of his sister. He can't do too professional work.He had no other choice but to partner with Raymond Janek and help carry the wasteland with a basket.This work has no technical content, but it is very physically demanding. "Here!", "Come on!!!", "Where is the soil? Where is the soil?!" There were always people yelling around the trench, making them look like tops. The chaos kept going.

No way, who makes all the work near the Zhaimen unavoidable the supply of soil?The breast wall and back wall must be heightened, and the silt at the bottom of the ditch is obviously not enough.After the sharp stakes are nailed to the edge of the trench, the foundation has to be explained more, otherwise it will fall by the rope.The gate of the two shrines sandwiched between the two shrines, although tin-covered in advance, it does not hurt to reinforce it. Gunny sacks and baskets filled with soil are the easiest building materials to be obtained. ...

The fortifications are more greedy than the wolves (large rodents living in the ground), devouring dirt all the time.The militia-soldiers at the bottom of the ditch were all scolding at work, and the beads of sweat fell like rain; although little Albert is usually very diligent, his arms are too thin, and the long time to carry the basket makes his waist and legs aches. , Couldn't help muttering in his mouth.

Raymond Janek was even worse.This waiter has never done heavy work, and usually puts a silver candlestick on me at most, which is so ashamed as tonight.Little Albert can lift two baskets of wasteland at a time, but he can barely hold up a basket, and will spill a lot of extra on the road.After only three trips, he started sweating uncontrollably; the chubby waiter's lips turned gray throughout the first hour after his work, and he would shake three times when he took a step, and he might fall at any time.