Dawson, who was hiding inside the door of the Hokuriku Trading Store, had just led a few of his men to attack and kill several Lombardy patrol cavalry, and was waiting for an opportunity to ambush the remaining enemy soldiers following behind. The sudden appearance of a figure on the north side of the street instantly made Dawson's heart rise to his throat, and his right hand had already involuntarily clenched the hilt of his sword.
After a while, the man appeared outside the store.
咚～咚咚～
A rhythmic and urgent knock on the door came.
「Stew meat」
The door of the store opened with a sound.
"Hurry, come in." The man who opened the door pulled the dark shadow at the door in, then looked around at both sides of the street, and then closed the store door.
"How are you doing? Are those old soldiers coming?" Dawson, who had already stood up, immediately asked with disdain in his tone.
The man who was out had just entered the room, his mouth was already smoking with thirst, and he had no time to drink water. He suddenly walked towards the direction of the Moulin Rouge in the north of the city, but our people had already followed him. "Here, drink some water." As he spoke, Dawson handed a bowl of water to the men in front of him, while his fingers kept rubbing the hilt of the sword...
As the deputy captain of the task force directly under the Central Army of the Welsh Army, Dawson did not show much surprise at this sudden change. You must know that most of the tasks carried out by the task force are important tasks that cannot be seen in the light. The particularity of the task often faces many uncertain factors.
After thinking briefly, Dawson decided to immediately change his original plan. Based on his many years of experience, this group of Lombard cavalry must have gone to the Moulin Rouge to have fun. This is good, at least it is much easier to deal with cavalry who are throwing away their armor and having fun on the bed than dealing with fully armed cavalry on horseback.
"Give me the order. The first and second squads will enter from the back door of the Moulin Rouge, leaving two people to guard them. The third and fourth squads will go in from the main entrance. The fifth squad will patrol the outside. The rest of the people will go in with me and deal with the guards first, and then deal with the other bastards. In addition, send someone to notify the people in Beicheng. At the same time, we will dispatch fifty men to assist us, and the remaining people will be responsible for blocking all important intersections in the city. No one is allowed to enter or exit." "Yes, Lord Dawson." The more than fifty elite soldiers in armor could no longer hold back and responded one after another.
As the store door opened, a group of men in black clothes wearing hoods and burkas filed out. He was carrying a sword, ax and hammer wrapped under his wide robe, and he was feeling along the corners of the shops on both sides of the street in the direction of the Moulin Rouge in the city.
A moment later, more than fifty people from the north of the city, led by a leader, also rushed towards the direction of the Moulin Rouge...
I've been looking forward to your coming day and night~" In a red mill in the north of Lavati City, a woman in her forties, wearing a red linen printed skirt, with disheveled hair and heavy makeup, was worried about the recent turmoil in the city that had led to a sharp decrease in the number of customers in the store. As soon as she saw the customers who came in through the door, she eagerly greeted them. For the Moulin Rouge, in addition to the wealthy businessmen and noble men who are its important customers, it can also earn a lot of money from these soldiers.
Since the city has implemented a curfew in recent days, the Moulin Rouge, like other shops, does not dare to solicit business at night with great fanfare. In addition, to avoid the disaster of war, most of the girls in the shop have fled except for the girls who have nowhere to go or have no support. The remaining six or seven girls had no choice but to stay in the shop and wait for regular customers to come. At one time, about twenty officials came in, which made the girls extremely happy.
The impatient soldiers smiled lewdly, and four or five grown men surrounded a little girl, either squeezing her thighs or patting her buttocks, causing the girls to scream. More than twenty pairs of eyes could not leave the ravine between the two peaks in front of them, like wolves and tigers. The Moulin Rouge, which had been quiet for many days, suddenly became lively.
Of course, the leading knight is favored by the girls. As soon as he entered the door, the knight was surrounded by several scantily clad women. Looking at the scene in front of him, the knight's heart suddenly surged with thoughts of overwhelming stars. Although he has already experienced hundreds of battles, it is a rare enjoyment to be able to escape from the busy military affairs and be among women.
At this time, the woman in her forties was arranging the girls to entertain the guests, while instructing the kitchen to prepare food and drinks immediately. She didn't dare to offend these officials.
A few days ago, a group of guys armed with spears and swords suddenly broke into the city. After burning, killing and looting, they came to the Moulin Rouge to have fun. I thought I could let the girls clean out the pockets of these guys, but unexpectedly, these soldiers not only ate and drank for free, but also played with their own girls for free, and most of the money in the shop was also robbed. From then on, the businessman who ran the Moulin Rouge entrusted the affairs of the mill to this woman, and the businessman took his family and children to escape the war. After that, about a dozen girls left one after another, causing the previously booming business to plummet.
After giving instructions in the backyard of the mill, the woman opened the curtain, carrying a wooden barrel filled with wine in one hand and holding a few loaves of rye bread in the other, and walked towards the soldiers who were already mingling with the girls in the hall.
"My lords, please drink some wine and eat some bread first. I have arranged for you to prepare good food, and I will ensure that all of you will have enough to eat and drink tonight." The woman said as she picked up the wine glass on the table, filled it up, bent slightly and handed it to the knight respectfully. The girls also got up and poured wine for the soldiers, teasing the guests from time to time.
The knight took the drink and drank it down in one gulp, but his left hand continued to knead the waist and crotch of the plump woman sitting on his lap, enjoying it quite a bit. After a few glasses of wine, the fat on his face was already a little red. His eyes the size of soybeans gradually narrowed into slits. As his nose moved back and forth on the woman's body, his greasy lips searched back and forth on the woman's body, leaving several deep or shallow tooth marks...
At this time, the soldier who had invited the knight to come to the Moulin Rouge for entertainment staggered up to the knight with a wine glass. Seeing the knight's expression of enjoyment, this guy was a little proud. If my master is happy and has some good errands, he will inevitably take more care of himself.
The soldier cleared his throat, turned his head and spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm, and accurately landed on the corner behind him. Then he turned around and yelled "Guys~" at the top of his lungs
No one answered...
"Guys" the soldier opened his voice again, and along with the shouting came the sound of wooden bowls hitting the table. This time, the other soldiers who were drinking and playing finally calmed down and looked at the guy standing next to the knight.
Seeing that everyone finally turned their attention to him, the soldier raised his wine glass and shouted loudly, "Guys, let us raise our wine glasses to the noble Sir Connor"
After scanning for a week, the soldier set his sights on the already slightly tipsy leading knight.
"Yes" Everyone raised their glasses.
"To the generous Sir Connor"
"Yes" Another echoing voice came from the hall.
"To the brave and fearless Sir Connor" The soldier raised his glass high again.
fell down." Everyone stood up and shouted loudly, their emotions were high.
, as if one by one is about to charge into battle.
The leading knight held the woman in one hand, raised the wine glass in the other hand, and shouted "Cheers"
"Cheers" and everyone raised their glasses to drink together.
Being complimented by his men, the leading knight waved his hand, "Guys, I've covered the wine for tonight."
"I've got all the girls tonight"
With the help of wine, the leading knight became more and more excited. He stood up, took out a bag of small silver coins from his waist, and threw it directly into the arms of a girl with a wave of his hand.
"To Sir Connor" Everyone raised their glasses again.
Not long after, everyone was full of wine and food. As the saying goes, the six or seven women in the Moulin Rouge are not enough to entertain twenty soldiers. After discussion, except for the leading knight who had his own share, the remaining guys could only decide by drawing lots.
After a quarrel, six or seven guys broke out of the encirclement and hurriedly entered the room with their beloved girl. Except for the two guys standing guard at the door, the remaining ten or so soldiers were either gambling beans or drinking together in groups of three or five. The other two were too drunk and had already fallen asleep on the table.
After a while, there were bursts of restlessness and screams from upstairs, causing the guy downstairs to burn to death. Immediately, the guys betting on beans dropped their belongings and ran towards the second floor, standing by the window to admire the scene inside the house.
………
“…Look, these bastards are having so much fun.” At the entrance of the Moulin Rouge, a soldier holding a short spear complained to his companions.
"Tell me, why are we standing here while they drink, eat meat and play with women. I said, man, why don't I go take a look first and you stay here. If we go late, we can only chew the bones."
The soldier said that he was about to open the door and walk inside.
"Hey~ come back." Another soldier grabbed the arm of the man next to him. "You bastard, if you want to go, I'll go first..."
The two of us talked to each other without giving in to each other. After a few rounds of arguing, we finally decided to go together.
Almost at the moment when the two turned around and entered the house, a man in black at the end of the alley on the left side of the Moulin Rouge, who had been watching for a long time, raised his right hand as if to move forward. In a blink of an eye, five or six guys holding sharp blades had arrived at the main entrance of the Moulin Rouge...
"Notify the guys, prepare for action"
"Yes, Lord Dawson"
"You guys follow me, you guys go to the back door, you, you, and you, take the others to the exit..."
Whew~wow~
The sword is unsheathed, and there will be blood when it comes out...