When yanush was frightened that he was alone, Chechen and his mercenary regiment were going to recruit near Bonneville.


    When he left miatelsk, Prince yanush gave each army a privilege. They could collect half of the assets of the raziweu family''s local industries and estates as military expenses, and the other half was escorted to Werner.


    The order made Pedro ecstatic. Along the way, he urged the mercenary regiment to hurry as fast as possible, for fear that any friendly army would catch up in front of him and take away the money from those estates and industries.


    I''m riding well now. Those mercenaries who walk are really complaining. They were on their way in the morning and at noon. Even in the evening, they were asked to walk for another hour.


    "Uncle Pedro, don''t be so anxious. I think we are already in the front." after two days of marching in such a hurry, Chechen couldn''t help persuading uncle to slow down his footpath.


    "It''s coming soon. Cherchen, please bear with it. You see, Bonneville is in this position. It''s less than three hours away from us now." Pedro pointed to the position marked on the map and said to Cherchen.


    "It doesn''t matter to me, but those infantry can''t walk on two legs as easily as we ride." Cherchen motioned Pedro to look at the exhausted infantry.


    Pedro turned around and noticed that the situation of the infantry was indeed not optimistic. Although the heavy uniforms and other equipment of the long gunmen were transported on the carriage, the soldiers ran on the rugged road day and night with muskets and long guns. They were already sweating and panting. Older people like father sparsokukotsky even had to recover on pack horses.


    "We can''t go on like this," thought Pedro, "but we can''t rest, because when people sit down, they can''t stand up. Bonneville is close at hand, so we can''t let others take the lead."


    With this in mind, Pedro, who was good at thinking crooked ideas, turned his eyes a few times. He slowed down his horse. When father sparsokukotsky and the infantry on the back of the pack horse came to him, Pedro asked knowingly in a very caring tone, "are you tired?"


    "Can''t you be tired? It''s been so long!"


    "Let''s have a rest."


    As soon as the question was asked, the infantry who were tired of the rapid march said with all kinds of words. Their meaning is surprisingly consistent, that is, let them rest quickly.


    Pedro nodded vigorously, showing sympathy for everyone''s fatigue. He said affectionately, "rest is a must. It would be better if there were beer and sausage, wouldn''t it?"


    Beer and sausage are soldiers'' favorites. When Pedro mentioned these two things, even before the meal point, the soldiers drooled greedily.


    "I''d like a beer. It''d better be chilled in the well."


    "I want sausage. I want the roast sausage with a thick layer of honey."


    Everyone shouted all kinds of eating methods again.


    Father sparsokukotsky and Cherchen looked at Pedro and didn''t know what tricks he was going to play. The mercenary regiment now has nothing but water and bread. Pedro mentioned that these two foods successfully aroused the appetite of the soldiers, and finally they couldn''t take them out. Isn''t this a lie?


    "Everybody be quiet, be quiet." Pedro saw that the soldiers were almost talking. He made a downward movement with his hands and motioned everyone to be quiet and listen to him.


    The soldiers were all quiet.


    "I know you want to rest, drink beer and eat sausages, right? But now we only have water and bread, and nothing else."


    Hearing this, some people became anxious. They shouted that Pedro was teasing them.


    But Pedro''s face was not red and his heart did not jump. He pointed his whip at the end of the road and said: "How can I lie to you! I just read the map. There is a manor just over half an hour ahead, which is Prince yanushi''s property. I once went to the manor. The cellar is full of beer, and strings of sausages are hung on the hook of the kitchen. As long as you get there, you can take whatever you want and what you want. And you should be comfortable The bed can rest. "


    Pedro painted a beautiful picture of Bonneville, although he had never been there once. Most of the soldiers were fascinated by it. They thought that they could not hold on for another half an hour. When they got there, they had food, drink and bed, which was no more comfortable than stopping now. A small number of soldiers doubted the authenticity of Pedro''s words.


    For doubt, Pedro turned back in a word.


    "If you don''t believe me, you can sit down and rest. But you can go to Bonneville after you rest. Don''t blame me when you see that the beer and sausage have been drunk."


    The skeptics who said this were speechless.


    Even if people live because there is hope, once there is hope, infinite power will burst out.


    The soldiers fantasized about the beautiful scenery described by Pedro, and their steps were much lighter. They ran on the road at a fast pace, hoping to get to naponnievier earlier.


    "What would you do if there were no beer or sausage in Bonneville''s manor?" Cherchen was both happy and worried to see the soldiers burst out again because of Pedro''s lies.


    Facing his nephew''s worry, Pedro said indifferently: "even if there are no sausages and beer, as the prince''s manor, Bonneville must have other food to meet them. When they eat and drink, they will remember my promise."


    Che Chen shook his head helplessly. He urged the war horse to speed up.


    In less than an hour, Bonneville''s road sign appeared in front of the mercenary regiment. This means that the current position is less than five miles from Bonneville.


    At this time, fedot, who had been acting as a pioneer in the front investigation, ran back and told Cherchen a bad news - Bonneville was surrounded by a group of unidentified people.


    "Who dares to rob the prince''s manor? Have they entered?" asked Pedro urgently.


    "Not yet. This group should not be a regular army, because I think most people use sickles and flail, and wear a variety of clothes," fedot replied.


    Pedro breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, Che Chen said, "anyway, we''d better hurry to help."


    "Yes, yes," replied Pedro. Then he waved his hand and told the soldiers that someone was going to rob them of food and wine.


    This ignited everyone''s anger. It''s not for the beer and sausage of Bonneville manor that everyone is so desperate. Now someone wants to take it first. It''s really unbearable.


    The soldiers stopped, took off their armor from the carriage, put it on and began to arm.