The cage was lifted up, and Mary hurriedly grabbed the cage railings. The moment she was thrown out with the cage, her body suddenly became lighter, and she flew in the air for a moment before falling down again, sitting on the ground with her butt.
The bandit leader who was pinned to the ground had a ferocious look on his face. His large face was squeezed by the railings, and the flesh on his face bulged out from the middle of the railings like a sponge.
Mary sat on his head, jumped up instantly, and hurriedly stepped on his face twice, probably stepping on his nose, which was a bit painful.
"You bitches—" The bandit leader looked furious, his yellow teeth bared as he pushed the cage that was pressing on him away.
Meili's eyes blurred, and she found that the cage was back in Murray's hands. He seemed to use the cage as a weapon, and he swept it back, knocking away the other bandits who came to help the leader.
The chief stood up with a thrilling look on his face and chopped at the cage with his sword.
Seeing this, Murray tilted the cage and Mary rolled backwards into the corner of the cage.
After a sharp sawing sound, a piece of the cage was cut off.
The bandit leader refused to give in and chopped down the second time. He deliberately chopped at Mary in the cage, remembering that the woman had stepped on his face just now.
Murray tilted the cage again, and Mary rolled to the other side holding her head. As soon as she fell there, the railing where she was previously resting was cut in half by the machete, and even the chains around her neck and wrists were cut off.
There was suddenly a big gap and a small gap in the cage.
Murray directly poured her out of the gap and held her waist with his palm. Meili was dizzy and rolled onto his hard arms, and he casually threw her over his shoulders. She felt like her waist was going to break.
Being rolled and thrown around, Mary covered her mouth and barely managed to not vomit immediately.
And when she was draped over Murri's shoulders like a fur vest, Murri grabbed the bandit leader's knife that was about to chop him for the third time.
It was a sharp and heavy knife. Even though the leader was stronger than the average person, he began to lose strength after swinging it with all his strength three times.
Without waiting for him to raise the knife again, Murray grabbed his knife tightly, pulled out the snow-white bone spur from his waist with one hand, half squatted down, leaned forward, and stabbed the bone spur from bottom to top with great force, diagonally above his chin.
Mary felt a warmth on her bare legs, and something liquid splashed on her legs and slowly flowed down.
The bandits who were shouting and killing around suddenly became quiet, looking at Muri and their leader with fear in their eyes.
The leader of this bandit group had absolute control over the entire group, and everyone was afraid of him. But now, he was killed, and died a miserable death.
Seeing the tall, strangely dressed man covered in blood casually pull out the bone spur, wipe it, and put it back into his waist, the other robbers couldn't help but step back.
When he raised his head and looked around with the eyes hidden in his bloody skull, some robbers screamed and turned to run away.
This was like a signal, and the rest of the bandits turned around and fled one after another. Having seen the man take action and kill the leader, they didn't even dare to turn their heads back, let alone surround and kill him.
In an instant, the battlefield, which had been noisy just a moment ago, became quiet, with only Muri standing alone in the mess.
All the mercenaries were killed.
The robbers ran away.
He stood there, looked at the mercenary leader's body that was broken into two pieces, then looked at the goods scattered on the ground, and for some reason, he sighed.
Mary couldn't bear it anymore, she struggled to slide off his shoulders, stumbled to the side and vomited.
Murri walked to the woods on the side and dug the soil with the bandit leader's sharp knife. He dug a big pit and prepared to bury the bodies on the ground.
After Mary finished vomiting, she saw him preparing to bury the body, hesitated for a moment, felt around on the body next to her, and pulled out a small bag of money.
She touched the body of a robber and found several gold coins in his pocket. They were really a wealthy gang of robbers.
She silently touched the bodies of several robbers and filled her small purse.
Suddenly, everything in front of her went dark. She looked up and saw Murray looking down at her. Because of the blood-stained skull cover, she couldn't see his expression. Mei Li's hand trembled as she touched the corpse. She gave the gold coins she touched to the boss.
It was the first time for her to touch a corpse, and her movements gradually became more proficient. She did not take anything except money, and finally saved up a small pile of coins, all of which she presented to Murri.
Of course, she also secretly hid a few gold coins when he wasn't paying attention, just in case.
Murray threw all the bodies of the mercenaries and bandits into the pit and burned them. Otherwise, if they were buried like this, hungry savages would come and dig up the bodies again.
There was a big fire burning in the pit. Muri put all the scattered goods of the mercenaries back on the cart and tied them up. He also replaced the old horses that were chopped to death with the horses left behind by the bandits when they escaped.
Since there was no one else around, he put all his stuff together and packed it into two large carts.
Mary stood aside and watched him clean up quickly and efficiently. He was very capable. She wanted to help but couldn't.
After packing, Murray said to her, "You drive that one."
Meili looked indescribably confused, "Me, driving?"
She can't drive, and, not long ago, she was a cargo locked in a cage. Now she is asked to drive alone
"It's very easy to learn." The brutal mercenary who had just terrified the robbers spoke to her in a tender boy's voice. His tone was serious and solemn, but not scary at all.
Mary, who was afraid of him because of the horrible murder scene and unconsciously wanted to please him, didn't feel so scared anymore. Listening to this voice, I really couldn't be afraid... Suddenly I seemed to understand why Murray didn't like to talk.
After the bodies were burned, only two people from the mercenary group left.
There were two large trucks. The one in front was stable, but the one behind was crooked and even ran off the road before it went very far, and fell into the field on the side of the road.
As a novice on the road, Mary, with poor driving skills, was struggling in a pothole on the side of the road with grass debris on her head. Murray grabbed her shoulders and lifted her up like a carrot and put her aside.
Then he walked into the field, lifted the fallen cart, and easily returned to the road and put it away.
Mary couldn't read his expression and was always worried that he would crush her brain with one hand because she couldn't help.
Being lifted and placed on the shaft of the cart, Mary closed her eyes subconsciously as she saw the large gloved hand reaching out in front of her. The scene of the hand breaking the blade, piercing her chin, and smashing her head and the tree flashed through her mind.
Murray stretched out two fingers and pressed the head of the woman, who was small to him, gently so as not to crush her, and let her lower her head slightly.
"Look here, I'll teach you again."
With a sense of urgency, Mary studied hard, thinking that if she didn't learn to drive, she might get hit on the head by the big hand behind her head. Finally, she was able to successfully drive on the road. Although the horse was still not very obedient and occasionally lost control, it could keep up.
Murri looked back from time to time and saw the red-haired woman with a painted face and clear green eyes staring at the carriage nervously and seriously. When nothing went wrong, he turned back and continued to rest.
His shoulders slumped in annoyance.
Where were these goods to be delivered? He didn't have to worry about this before and didn't remember it.
At night, they found a place to rest as usual. Mary was so tired after driving for so long that she was drowsy and leaned against the shaft of the cart, unable to move.
Murray didn't tell her to do any work. He skillfully went to find firewood, started a fire and grilled the meat. He also took out a pot and cooked broth for Mary, because he remembered how she had difficulty swallowing the grilled meat before.
Ordinary humans were much more fragile than he thought. Those mercenary and bandit groups were already very fragile, and many of them died if they were not careful. This woman was even more fragile.
When the soup was brought to her, Mary suddenly woke up. She held the bowl of hot soup stupidly and watched Muri sit back by the fire and cut pieces of the charred meat with a knife and stuffed them into his mouth.
She took a look at the hot soup in her hand and felt that this terrible man who killed people without blinking an eye was not so scary after all.
Take a sip of the soup... His cooking skills are terrible.
Mary held the bowl and sat down hesitantly by the fire.
Sure enough, Muri was busy eating meat and ignored her. He was very serious every time he ate and nothing could disturb him.
Mary drank her soup slowly, digesting what had happened today.
The mercenary group was gone, and there was only one person left, so did she have a chance to escape? She didn't want to be a plaything of some noble.
If she could run, where could she go
During the half-month journey, she learned that only people with identification could live in the city. She didn't have one, but living outside the city was very dangerous. She could be killed by robbers at any time. Not only robbers, but even ordinary wild beasts could kill her.
There were chains around her hands and neck, with a section of chain hanging down. Meili was tugging at that section of chain in a daze.
After eating, Murray rested by the cart, and Meili went to sit on the shaft of another cart. There was no extra space for her to lie down and rest, so she could only sit.
There is a small lake nearby. At night, small animals go there to drink water. There are rustling noises in the grass by the lake.
Mary also heard some movement in the bushes next to the car. She opened her eyes and stared at the bushes nervously. She always felt that there were eyes in the bushes watching her. She didn't know whether it was a savage, a robber or a wild beast.
She was too far away from Murri, and she might be snatched away by something in the bushes while she was sleeping.
He jumped off the cart, walked to Muri and sat half a meter away from him.
Murray closed his eyes to rest, but he was not asleep. He was always like this, looking like he was asleep, but in fact he was always alert to the movements around him.
The red-haired woman came over. He knew that she had fallen asleep quickly. She must have felt cold, so she rubbed against him and buried her head in his cloak.
Murray opened his eyes, pulled back his cloak and looked. He wanted to push her away, but it was really a bit of a hindrance to have her lying on his legs.
But she was light and not too heavy, and looked pitiful, like a skinny red fox - the kind that was very delicious.
He thought back to the red fox he had hunted, and his attention was diverted. He did not push the person away immediately, but simply let her lie on his head like that.
only…
"Why does it smell a bit fragrant?" Murray wondered.
She occasionally has a little fragrance on her body, and I suddenly smell it when I'm not paying attention. Where does it come from