Vol 5 Chapter 73: Super liqueur

Kuroda half soldiers, excellent staff members who rose like meteors in the mid-day war.
Of course, it only stops at the staff.
Norton, Monton, and even Marshal Dahino tried to let him take the lead, but they were rejected by him. According to this fox man's own words: "Excessive caution, too much planning, but lack of courage and confidence to act decisively, this is a big problem."
"King of Kings. Shadow Division" Chapter 73 Super Sweet Wine Kuroda Hanibei used his hand to hold the barrel and jumped into the carriage without a sound, quietly even the animals in front were not alarmed. The foxman picked up the wine scoop, scooped out half of the scoop in the barrel, sniffed it carefully, and handed it to the kobold under the car. Several kobold officers sniffed one by one carefully, some of whom were careful Fingers were stained, and they looked carefully in front of them. Finally, several kobolds shook their heads at Kuroda Hanbing.
Kuroda Hanibei took the wine scoop back and lay down on the barrel. He stretched the wine scoop completely into the barrel and went through several barrels. Obviously, everything was normal. After a moment of fox-eye circulation, Kuroda Hanbing used the wine ladle to stir the wine, and soon a vortex appeared in the barrel. As the stirring speed increased, layers of yellow particles floated from under the barrel.
"Sir, please tell me, what is this ?!" A smile still fluttered on the face of the fox, but it had changed into a questioning tone.
"What?" The owner of the car quickly ran his head to the edge of the barrel and looked closely. He reached out and pinched the sediment in the wine and sniffed it carefully with his nose. Finally, a smile appeared on his face: "Sir, you scared me Jump, what am I supposed to be, this is the lees that were not drained when brewing. You smell it. If you say a cup of muddy wine, this muddy means the bottom of the lees. "
Kuroda half soldiers narrowed his eyes and stared at each minute expression on the face of the car owner, pondered for two or three minutes without saying a word. Finally, he scooped up half of the lazizi and handed it to the car owner: "Thank you for your affection. Finally, I borrow flowers to offer Buddha. Please try it."
what? Obviously, there was a stunned expression in the look of the car owner.
Kuroda half soldiers don't understand, and his eyes have slipped from the owner's face to his hand. At this time, the hand should be able to better show the true thoughts of the car owner-the car owner's index finger subconsciously snapped back from the thumb tip.
"Bingye, logically speaking, I can't drink this wine, this is my sincerely dedicated to the soldiers. But ..." The young car owner made the statement clear: "I don't think you seem to be a person in our Holy Church , It is estimated that you may not be too relieved of us believers who are faithful to the light of the Lord, then I am respectful and obedient. I will do it first. "
After talking, the car owner raised the wine ladle. He looked up very neatly. Half of the ladle wine was instantly drunk cleanly: "Look, can I send the wine in?"
Kuroda circled the car owner three or four more times, and the suspicious gaze in his eyes had not completely dissipated. If ... the wine itself is no problem, it seems really bad to refuse, especially now that it is still at the gate of the Human Legion, and the tirelessness of the human soldier's face next to it is already obvious. Finally, Kuroda waved his hand and the car owner entered the camp.
Counting the days, tomorrow is February 2 and the dragon looks up. For the residents of Huayu Plain, this is also a relatively important festival. Lord Lei Qiu Deshang, the head of the 13th Corps, was happy. In addition to leaving the best barrel of wine to a thousand officers In the remaining three barrels of wine, another barrel was taken out, and it was distributed to the middle and lower level officers for dinner, and finally left two barrels to prepare for the next day to celebrate the dragon's head.
The owner of the car limped with one leg but ran up and down enthusiastically, helped the fireman to carry the wine to the officer ’s restaurant, and then helped to divide it down again, watching the wine base was poured, the owner of the car refused to pour it: "This wine base It's all lees, sour and smelly, how can you let the officers and grandfathers and this thing? "Then, he opened another barrel and separated the cool wine from the top. The officers are very satisfied with this considerate believer. If it is not that this fellow is disabled, there will definitely be officers who will stay and become soldiers.
Originally, according to the meaning of the head of a thousand people, let the car owner leave the camp when he was busy. It was just that the head of the thousand people dine in the senior officer's restaurant. Of course, they would not run to supervise for a idler.
And the long man who entered the camp with the car owner accidentally dropped a few silver coins in the hand of the car owner into his trouser pocket, and there was a trace of tolerance in the determination on his face, of course, he would not insist on letting the car owner leave-the car The boss made sense, he wanted to take the remaining sheepskin and wine barrels together to sell the money and reduce the loss. Of course, the army of the Holy Church cannot allow devout believers to suffer such a great loss.
In the evening, there was a small problem when arranging accommodation for the enthusiastic car owner. Originally, I was going to let him live with the soldiers. Unexpectedly, the owner of the car did not appreciate it-don't look at this guy who can give away wine and fat sheep to work in the army, but he is very careful about his cattle pulling his car. I am afraid to put it in the stable. He was injured by a war horse, so he had to find a tent nearby to sleep. In the face of this typical small farmer consciousness, the hundred people who led the team were really helpless, and there were no tents nearby. They simply let the car owner live in the horse shed and squeeze the grooms. The young car owner gratefully snotted bubbles came out.
Night ... a little deeper ...
Even though the savory wine for dinner for the middle and lower rank officers is not as pure as the bamboo leaf green that the thousand heads and the head of the regiment drink, the stamina of the wine is quite large, and it is still on the top. The officers are somewhat intoxicated. Except for the officer in charge, all the other officers of the lower rank went back to sleep in the tent.
Ordinary soldiers smelled the alcohol from the officers around them. From time to time some people rolled their throats, thinking about tomorrow ... They would also get a drink. Most people tried to suppress the excitement in their hearts and slowly went to sleep.
At midnight, the wind started!
Unlike the previous few days, this time it was really windy. The roaring north wind entered the tent and clothes along every gap with the cold, and the sleeping soldiers were tightly packed together. This wind, with his hands folded around his neck and his body struggling to keep the cold wind out of the body, individual human camps have even seen the phenomenon of patrolling teams hiding in the south of the tent to shelter from the wind.
Northeast corner of the 13th Corps of the Holy Church.
Ma Wuye had no grass and no fat. More than 20 horsemen in shifts yawned and poured the bagged horse material into the manger. They mixed the hay and black beans roughly with their hands and greeted each other to return to the horse stable. Thousands of war horses sniffed their noses and ate their horses quietly.
Before long, a heavy snoring sound came from the horse shed.
In the middle of the night, the wind grew colder and colder, and even flakes of rice grains fluttered.
A black shadow came out against the horse shed and looked carefully at the front, back, left, and right. There was no movement except the sound of the horse chewing grass. The black shadow bent over and ran to the oxcart in small steps.
The two cows murmured the tumbling grass from the stomach silently, saw the owner coming, and slightly pushed the top of the car owner's chest with his head.
"Hush ..." The owner of the car patted the cow's head carefully, walked around the car, and looked at the distance carefully-all around was blurred, and everything appeared in front of his eyes in the form of a dark shadow. There was a trace of pain out of it.
"Grandma, this Tayang, wouldn't it be true that his grandmother had broken my eyes. Couldn't it be less powerful? This guy should be drowned in the river!" The young man whispered Cursed, at this time, the young man didn't know at all that His Excellency Tayang had fallen off the cliff, crushing his bones. Of course, even if he knows, I guess ... I won't believe it. Tayan will have an accident? What the hell? This guy seems to have been injured since the Northern Expedition!
Touching the wine barrel with his hand, the owner of the car laboriously unloaded the wine barrels one by one from the car. Then he untied the hemp rope and detached the wheels on both sides. Finally, he carefully turned the carriage. At the bottom of the carriage is a large box 20 cm high, 120 cm long and 60 cm wide, and the owner drew his dagger. The men on the grassland have daggers in their boots. When they entered the camp during the day, the soldiers searched it but gave it back to the owner of the car-this is the guy who used to solve the meat and eat.
The owner of the car used his hand to force the dagger into the big box-it was originally a leather sac stitched with animal skin. The dark oil slowly flowed out of the sac. The owner of the car carefully dragged the sac and walked under the horse trough. The smelly oil murmured to the long place. This bladder covered 40% of the horse trough.
Then, the owner of the car gently tipped the two full wine barrels underground, and opened a mouth on one side. The wine ... suddenly came out, and the owner pushed the barrel to turn the horse shed again. .
Finally, the wine barrel with only one wine bottom left was drunk, and the owner of the car simply dismantled the wine barrel with a dagger, and spilled the turbid wine base near the cart.
At this time ... the sky in the southeast had become slightly whitish.
The owner of the car pulled out his dagger and quickly cut the reins of a warhorse, anxious expression appeared on his face!
Just cut the reins of hundreds of horses!
A hint of smoke could already be smelled in the stable! People who have stayed in the military know that this is the smoke before the spontaneous combustion powder is about to turn into an open flame.
The owner of the car immediately saw Khan on his forehead! Xueliang's dagger flew around, almost twice hurt the horse's head.
After a few more minutes, a crackling noise came from the stable! The fire is on! The nearby horses retreated back anxiously. At this moment, a part of the war horse stepped on the black oil that was deliberately poured in the vicinity in a panic, and then accidentally got a Martian seed in the panic. Powder on.
One after another, the horseshoes blazed, bang burning.
The horse was shocked! The horses in the stable were startled! The panicked group of horses broke the reins, kicked over the manger, and brought them to the stable! He screamed desperately and rushed to Daying blindly.
The horseman in the horse shed was awakened, and just after opening the door, he was knocked over by the panic horse! During the trampling of countless war horses, the spontaneous combustion powder around the horse shed was also trampled, and the red fire tongue quickly rushed onto the thatched horse shed roof in the whistling north wind beat! The lit thatched grass was blown by the north wind, and from time to time, some of the tents fell on the surrounding tents, and the tents were lit up one by one!
The horses were driven by the fire and quickly dispersed into dozens of smaller horses ~ EbookFREE.me ~ One after another, the tents were overturned by the horses, and the soldiers inside were blinded before they could get up. Then, the horseshoe with a big bowl mouth fell down like rain, and then maybe a few thatched grasses fell and lit the whole tent!
Screams and howling cries all over the camp.
The 13th Legion Chief Lei Qiu Deshang was awakened by his own soldiers, wearing a small trousers and ran out of the big tent, desperately shouting the officers around him in the cold wind. I stumbled out of the tent and shouted my head and rubbed my eyes with headache and eyes!
The entire 13th Army has become a mess!
"Quickly save the fire! Quick! The officer, take the guard directly under the guard to guard the forage field! Quick! If there is an offender, execute on the spot!" Master Lei Qiu Deshang tried to calm himself down like Hong Zhong! It seems that it is not an enemy attack, but the stable is on fire. At present, the biggest concern of the head of the legion is the bombing camp. On the left of the 13th legion is the Fanos Orc Corps, and on the right is the sweat-blooded iron riding mercenary. Once the battalion is blown up, the camp is now in both the north and south directions. The panicked soldiers will definitely affect the two legions.
If so ... even if His Majesty the Pope is in the camp, it is estimated that ...
Until now, Master Lei Qiu Deshang has not connected the fire in front of him with the soldiers during the day.
At this time, a small group of soldiers hurried over, led by the 100-person commander who was responsible for the rotation tonight: "Report to the lord, the soldier on the tower post found that the large camp on our right also caught fire, our left There are also several big camps catching fire! "
what? !
Master Lei Qiu Deshang immediately remembered the three anti-cavalry trenches on the north and south sides of the camp, and suddenly, his eyes were black!