The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

　　Speaking of two ends, Bao Hong and Blair also came to the gate of the artillery position as they were fighting in the castle.

　　 The two changed their Cossack clothes, put on straw robes and hats, and painted colorful oil on their faces. Blair carried a large box on his back. Bao Hong held an iron chain in his left hand. One end of the chain was a little brown bear about three years old.

　　 "What do you do?" Seeing the strange combination of the two men and the beast, the guard in front of the door raised his halberd and asked.

　　 Bao Hong and Blair stopped at the tip of the halberd, and they both bowed to the guard. Then Blair said in an extremely flattering tone: "Dear noble master, we are the jugglers from Poline, this is our little baby Polly."

　　 Speaking of the bear’s name, Bao Hong pulled the chain at the right time. The brown bear named Polly straightened two strong backs, stood up, and waved his two front paws at the guard.

　　 This action really frightened the guard, even though he had a halberd in his hand, he was frightened by the beast and took a few steps back.

　　 "Quiet, quiet, Polly. You scared the noble master." Blair calmed down the little brown bear, and then gave the guard an apologetic smile.

　　 "Master, please allow us to serve you." Blair said.

　　 The guard put away the halberd, and Blair’s few "Masters" made the guard extremely useful. Even if he was just a knight attendant, he did not have the title of nobleman.

　　 "How do you want to serve us?" the guard asked.

　　 "We will perform a wonderful show, let the bear dance for the masters. As long as the masters give us food to eat." Blair said respectfully.

　　 "Oh, let the bear dance?" The guard immediately became interested.

"Yes."

　　 "Well then, come in. As long as it is exactly what you said, the food and money will not be less for you." The guard said. The boring guard work really needs some entertainment adjustments. These aristocratic attendants don't have the right to enter the castle to participate in the ball or something, they can only watch juggling.

　　 Bao Hong and Blair led the bear into the artillery camp. To show that they did not carry prohibited items, Blair consciously raised his hands.

　　 Soon, a simple stage was set up in the camp. The guards heard that there were jugglers coming, and they all rushed over from various positions in the camp, leaving only a few of the most important positions and manpower.

　　 Ding Dong, with the sound of a gong. Bao Hong, who took off his fur coat and put on a colorful feather coat, first appeared on the stage. I saw Bao Hong wearing a clown hat with a red pompon on his head, a wooden saber hung around his waist, and walking up and down the stage with extremely exaggerated steps. The funny look and the exaggerated steps caused laughter from the audience.

　　 Then Bao Hong put the tip of his knife on his index finger, and the wooden saber stood firmly on the finger as if it had taken root. Bao Hong looked at the handle of the knife with his index finger lightly exerting force, the saber drew an arc in the air, and the handle fell on the index finger of Bao Hong's other hand.

　　 This hand can be called a stunt in sword art. If a master of swordsmanship is here, with Bao Hong's show, he will definitely recognize the unusualness of this person. But these aristocratic servants who made a cameo guard often knew their masters to practice martial arts, but after all, their eyesight was limited, and those people could hardly be compared with Bao Hong. I just thought it was a juggling technique at the moment.

　　 After Bao Hong performed this hand, Blair also appeared on the stage. This Bao Hong's pair of gloves was put on a cloth monster headgear, and a broomstick was inserted behind his buttocks to play the role of the legendary dragon.

　　 Obviously, this is a common scene of the Knight Dragon Quest scene. The dragon played by Blair roared at Bao Hong, and Bao Hong swung his knife to meet him. Amidst the repeated applause of the guards, the fight between the two on the stage came to a close with Bao Hong's slashing movement of the dragon's head.

　　 "Here is one."

　　 "Here is one."

　　 Someone among the guards shouted loudly.

　　 "Didn't you say that there are bears dancing?"

　　 The guard who put Baohong and Blair in also shouted.

　　 After listening to such an interesting show, the guards shouted more vigorously. Even the guards who were still guarding were attracted by the shouts.

　　If the artillery positions were still guarded by the mercenary regiment, even if someone could not help but let Bao Hong and others come in, because of the command of the commander, those in important positions would not dare to leave their posts without authorization. But now, these noble servants do not have a leader who restrains everyone. Each of them has his own master, and only listens to his master's orders, which leads to their own actions.

　　 "Come right away, the show will come right away."

　　 Blair took off his hood and bowed to the guards, and then retreated with Bao Hong.

　　 "Bao Hong, it seems that people are almost here." Blair retreated to the back of the stage and said to the officer.

　　 "Then you take this brown bear up to attract their attention, I will go to the artillery position." Bao Hong took off the clown hat and wiped the paint on his face.

　　 "May God bless you, sir." Blair looked at Bao Hong, for whom he was willing to give his life, and said affectionately.

　　 "May God bless you too. My brother!"

　　 Then, Blair led Polly onto the field. And Bao Hong loosened his and Blair's suit, with a dozen long nails of various lengths and thicknesses and a bull of gunpowder pinned in it.

　　 Bao Hong put the spikes and gunpowder into his pocket, then put on a noble servant's uniform, and slipped out quietly before no one was paying attention.

　　 There was no one in the artillery position, and all of them were attracted by Blair. Bao Hong walked to the side of a long-barreled artillery, looked around vigilantly with his eyes, and then nailed an iron nail into the cannon's fire door.

　　 After that, Bao Hong worked like the law, and in a short while, eight or nine artillery pieces turned from murderous weapons into silly black iron rods.

　　 After nailing the tenth artillery, Bao Hong placed the next target on the giant artillery in the center of the artillery position.

　　 Bao Hong also knew this giant gun from Oleg. His lethality is so great that Bao Hong must be eliminated and then quickly. For ordinary artillery, Bao Hong only used spikes to make them temporarily lose their combat effectiveness, but for the giant artillery, the gunpowder from the bull's bladder is the "food" prepared for it.

　　 Bao Hong strode over the breast wall in front of the giant cannon, then climbed up the barrel and put the cow bladder into the muzzle. UU read www.uukanshu. Com then hung the fuse inserted into the cow's bladder out of the muzzle, hanging straight to the ground.

　　 After doing all this, Bao Hong cautiously jumped off the gun body. He picked up the fuse and slowly pulled it away. He must be far enough to detonate the gunpowder, or he will injure himself.

　　 "Stop."

　　 At this moment, Bao Hong thought of a warning behind him.

　　 It was Tetsuchen who gave this warning. The little mercenary did not accompany his uncle to the castle, so he missed the two wonderful duels that took place in the castle. But at this time, he came to the artillery position just to say goodbye to this rare giant gun, after all, he was about to go to the company of Aragon. Unexpectedly, I found someone who behaved badly.

　　 "Turn around," Tetsuchen said again. The "hummingbird" in his hand pierced Baohong's back.

　　 Bao Hong turned around slowly. The two looked at each other and recognized each other at the same time.

　　 "Bao Geng!" Cheerchen exclaimed. He didn't expect to be his own savior. And then, the slender sword against Bao Hong also dropped a bit.

　　 "I didn't expect that I would meet here." Bao Hong smiled evilly. Suddenly, Bao Hong raised his left hand and slapped Chechen's slender sword away. The back of his right hand was a sword, and it struck Chechen on the back of his neck.

　　 This can't be blamed on Cheerchen's carelessness, it is because the strength of the two is too different. Bao Hong's combat experience and swordsmanship were beyond what Chechen now can expect.

　　 "My little friend, remember that if you don't hold a musket in your hand, don't let your captive turn around." Bao Hong held Chechen's body that was about to fall, and said softly in his ear.

　　 Then, Bao Hong hugged Chechen and placed him behind a breast wall, and then lit the fuse. The fuse braved sparks and advanced like a fire dragon, rushing towards the cannon...