He suffered a big loss in the afternoon. The more Musser thought about it, the angrier he became. Davis's head was converted into military merit. Not to mention the military promotion, his monthly salary would also be higher. Now it was all ruined.
Quasimodo immediately stood up and walked to Downton to intercept him.
Normally, Musser would have avoided it, but today, after drinking and being encouraged by soldiers and colleagues, he pushed back.
"Isn't he just a big guy? I'm about to be promoted to the war level, and my enemy-killing experience will be as good as yours." Musser smelled of alcohol and cursed at Downton.
"Teach Davis the head!"
"That belongs to our commander, why did you take it?"
"If you have the ability to challenge our commander in a duel, your mother will not be able to recognize you unless you beat her."
Seeing Downton stopping Quasimodo, the soldiers thought he was afraid and cursed him even more unscrupulously.
The little loli wanted to hit someone, but unfortunately her legs were weak due to drinking and she couldn't get up.
The bugbears squatted aside wisely, fearing that they would get into trouble, but a few of them were smarter and joined in.
"Lord Downton captured us, it's none of your business!"
Bugbear spit sprayed on Musser's face, and the stench of not brushing his teeth all year round made him gag.
"How dare a group of despicable natives show off their power in front of me?" Musser roared angrily, pulled out his saber with a clang, and slashed at the bugbear in front of him.
The bugbear's hands were tied with ropes and he couldn't resist. He could only retreat, but unfortunately it was too slow.
Whoosh!
A flash of blood suddenly appeared, and the bugbear's head rolled off, followed by the headless corpse falling to the ground. The blood spurted from the neck cavity poured on the campfire and venison, making a crackling sound.
The goblin prisoners immediately started to stir up a commotion, but there was no movement yet. A group of soldiers had already crowded over and surrounded them with their long knives drawn.
"Hiccup, I was the one who made this native stupid, so my head should belong to me, right?" Musser stared at Downton, with a fierce tone, "Brothers, behead all those natives."
"As you command, sir!"
Killing a group of tied bugbears, the soldiers didn't feel any pressure at all.
"Whoever dares to touch my slaves, I will kill them all!" Downton's face was as dark as water, and his cold voice was like the cold current of the frozen soil in the north, which made people shudder.
The soldiers were a little worried and stopped and looked at their commander.
Downton stood up and walked to Musser, "Can you give it a try?"
"Are you afraid?" Musser sneered. Then he yelled, "Why are you so dazed? If you chop them down, this kid will be rebellious if he dares to do it!"
"Yes, why should he care if we kill a few natives?"
The soldiers shouted to embolden themselves, but the next second they were all stunned by the officer's scream.
As Musser finished speaking, Downton pulled out his saber and slashed towards his chest.
Musser saw the flash of the sword. He was so drunk that he suddenly woke up, and his whole body was soaked with sweat. He wanted to retreat and open his shield, but his head was groggy, which slowed his reaction by half a beat.
Whoosh!
One arm was cut off and fell to the ground, with five fingers still twitching reflexively.
"what are you doing?"
"Are you crazy? He is a centurion!"
The soldiers were startled, leaving the bugbears behind and ran over, protecting Musial and pointing their knives at Downton.
The nearby militiamen were also frightened. They didn't expect that Downton would really dare to take action. His courage was even more courageous than that of a giant dragon.
"Get out of here, or I'll kill you all too." Downton was angry and killed the prisoners in front of him. If he didn't get his face back, he wouldn't have to mess around in the future.
Quasimodo stepped forward and was about to fight.
The prisoners did not expect that Downton would chop off the arm of a centurion for them, and they were all stunned.
The soldiers were scared, but they did not dare to retreat, otherwise Musser would kill them.
"Go and call Master Rocker quickly."
Finally some soldiers woke up.
"What are you shouting for?" How could Rocker not notice the commotion here? When he saw Downton using the knife, he immediately ran over, "What's the matter with you?"
"You should ask him!" Faced with the question from Chief Qianren, Downton remained indifferent.
"Isn't it just a matter of cutting down a prisoner? As for asking you to draw a sword against me?" Rocker said in a bad tone, "Even if this matter is brought to the attention of the Duke of the West, you will not be justified."
The hilly natives have no human rights, let alone bugbears. In the eyes of humans, they are no different from goods. If they cannot be sold for money, they will be killed. Living is a complete waste of food.
"My captives are mine. Anyone who touches them will bear my wrath if they are at odds with me!" Downton took the risk. This was no longer a question of the captives, but of dignity.
"It's simply unreasonable. Even if these guys are slaves, they can't be sold. If you want to kill them, kill them. What are you doing to protect them?" Rocker was worried in his heart. He had already tested Downton's bottom line. He was a lawless person.
Guy, if you touch him, he will definitely draw the knife without hesitation.
"That's my business." Downton released ten abominations.
The bugbears gathered around, and Rockell's words greatly increased their hostility. They began to think about their future. At least they would follow Downton without having to worry about being killed immediately.
"Musel's father is a minor nobleman. What are you going to do with his hand?" Roker's guards picked up the broken arm. If it is preserved properly, they can use magic to put it back, but the cost will definitely not be high.
Small.
"What should I do with my dead goblin prisoner?" Compensation? Go ahead and dream, don't even think about getting a single coin from my pocket.
"Everyone calm down and let's talk slowly." Rukia appeared through his teeth, "Downton, tomorrow we will arrange a team to chase the remnants of the Iron Man Bandit Group. Do you want to participate?"
"Participate!" Downton replied without hesitation.
Rukia was stunned. Downton's happiness made all the words he prepared later wasted.
"Well, you will act with them tomorrow. When we return to Chenwu Town, I will explain Musel's affairs to you clearly." Rocker set the tone and left with his men.
"Get some rest early." Rukia originally wanted to have a conversation, but looking at Downton's cold expression, he patted him on the shoulder and left.
"I knew you couldn't be trusted and wanted to kill me. No way!" Tang Zheng spat, "Go and bury the body."
"You can't go, they must want to kill you." Celes lowered her voice.
After all, Downton is the centurion leader, and Dofink is in the background. There are many people in the camp talking. If Rocker takes action and cannot explain himself, it is better to send him out and then kill him.
"Don't worry, nothing will happen." Downton has his own plan. It's too dangerous to go with the team. Who can guarantee that they won't kill him through dirty means?
Anyway, the head has been obtained, so why not take the opportunity to leave the team tomorrow and use the unicorn. Downton can rush back to Morning Mist Town as quickly as possible.
At dawn, before Downton woke up, soldiers came to urge him on his way.
"Let's have breakfast first!"
Downton made a fire to cook, but was interrupted by Rocker.
"There is no time, otherwise all the remaining Tysons will run away." Rocker made excuses to deal with Downton. In fact, he had nothing to do. Who would have thought that this kid has room for war and provides all his own food and water.
Otherwise, with their harmful methods, they would have killed him long ago without anyone noticing.
"Okay then. Hutao, get up."
Downton is actually paralyzing Rocker, who wishes he could leave the team as soon as possible.
"Sir, take us with you."
Downton rode his unicorn and was about to leave when all the bugbear captives ran over.
"Take us with you!"
"Yes. Otherwise, once you leave, he will kill us."
"I'm only leaving for a day or two, and I'll be back soon." Downton reassured the captives, and then looked at Rocker, "If I see one missing when I come back, I will kill someone.
"
"I won't kill him, but I won't raise him for you either." Rocker rolled his eyes.
"Forget it, I'll take care of it for you. There are still a lot of supplies anyway." Rukia tried to smooth things over.
"Thank you." Downton said a few words, held Celes in his arms, and rode away on a unicorn. Next to him was Walnut riding a Sherman War Bear.
"That's great, I really want one." Rukia sighed as he watched Sherman break the trees and crush them without dodging.
"It will be yours soon." A trace of ridicule escaped from the corner of Rocker's mouth. In order to kill Downton, he gathered four veterans of the Centurion. In addition to them, there were also four Centurions whose strength was around the first level of the war.
Long, Downton can't fly even if he has wings.
"I really want to kill him with my own hands." Musser gritted his teeth.
"It's a pity that you don't have a chance." Rocker laughed.
"He won't take the opportunity to run away, right? I always think that kid is very cunning." Rukia was slightly worried. He felt that things went too smoothly.
"There is such a big redwood forest, and he has no map. Where is he going? Besides, don't forget our profession. Tracking him is a piece of cake, isn't it?" Rocker said disdainfully.
"That guy didn't even take away the prisoners, which means he will definitely come back." Mussel wished he could kill those bugbears now.
"Yes, in order to dispel his vigilance, I came up with the idea. I also sent Aseco to accompany him to paralyze him. He shouldn't escape, but a big battle is probably inevitable." Rukia sighed,
"I would feel more at ease if you go together."
Rockelpi smiled but didn't smile. If he didn't look at Rukia, what if he and Downton teamed up to plot against him?
Downton couldn't run away even if he wanted to. When he was marching, there were not only soldiers at the front, back, left and right, but even when he excused himself to go to the toilet, there would be people following him to protect his reputation as an officer.
At noon, the troops arrived at a stream and began to rest and have lunch.
"These people were not confused at all when they were on their way. They obviously had a predetermined target." Downton did not dare to wash his face in the stream. He sat on a stone and looked at these people.
Aseco came over again and struck up a conversation with him.
Downton guessed correctly. He was a border guard after all, and he was very familiar with some areas on the edge of the redwood forest. Now he was leading him to a swamp area. With the weight of an abhorred warrior, he would be trapped as long as he entered. Don't even think about using it.
Come out fighting.
In the eyes of the Centurions, without the Abomination Warriors, Downton is just a fat sheep to be slaughtered.
Downton felt bad and was thinking of an excuse to get out of the way in advance when a javelin shot out and stabbed to death a soldier who was washing by the stream. (To be continued...)