Chapter 45: The one who saves the emperor, supports the right!

The bright moon hung high in the blue-black sky, swallowing up the smoke transformed from moonlight.

The light smoke passed through the rustling leaves, leaving a layer of ash made of moonlight and tree shadows on the ground.

The night wind swayed the green grass and lifted the corners of the clothes of the night travelers. Madeleine and others lowered their bodies and moved forward quickly through the layers of paths formed by many thatched huts.

In the shadows cast by the straw huts, they looked like a group of ghosts.

"Ah——" An unknown sound woke up a refugee who was sleeping on the ground in the open air.

He looked up and saw twenty or thirty strong men holding wooden sticks and pitchforks, moving forward cautiously.

When he looked up, dozens of vicious eyes swept over him, making him bury his head in the hay immediately.

The footsteps gradually faded away, and the refugee dared to breathe deeply. He pulled his head out of the hay to see if those people had left.

He was still greeted by dozens of threatening eyes.

The refugee rubbed his eyes. How come in the blink of an eye, this group of people suddenly changed their clothes.

They were dozens of tall and strong armed farmers.

They were wearing leather armor and carried short weapons such as ear-handled daggers and long-handled weapons such as crow-beaked hammers. Some of them also carried spiked flails and fishing nets.

"Boss Tangli, I seemed to see a shadow over there just now."

"Don't let your imagination run wild. Let's hurry up. We have to save time this time."

After reprimanding his men, Townley led his team forward.

Among the many armed farmers and thugs, he walked in the front, with two of his usual thugs protecting him, and behind him were a line of armed farmers and his smuggling partners.

Many of them were drawn from monasteries.

Thinking of this, Tang Li couldn't help feeling annoyed. Many armed peasants actually refused to participate because they were afraid of being blamed by His Majesty.

Don’t they know that the Pope of Horn was promoted to the position by himself?
This Gulag Papal State is carried on my shoulders, Tang Li. How can it be your turn to speak for me?

Spitting a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground, Tang Li suppressed the annoyance in his heart.

These armed peasants are of the same mind. Although Tang Li was pushed up by them and seems to be a boss, he is actually just an empty figure.

The armed peasants chose him simply because there was no one else to choose.

The people of Qianhe Valley had learned their lesson long ago. The church always shoots the first bird to stick its head out, so as long as they push others to the front, they will be fine.

Among so many armed peasants, the only one that Townley could really control was the original smuggling circle.

Even Chilvis and Grampven were sometimes not very obedient. For example, this time when Townley made the decision, Chilvis was firmly opposed and was even unwilling to act together.

As for Grampven, nothing mattered as long as his blind wife's illness could be cured.

These two people have no idea of ​​the depths of my heart!

This time, his goal was to both establish his authority over Horn and to test him.

Townley has recently come to realize that Horn doesn't seem to be a member of the secret party.

Every time he talked about something related to the secret party or jargon, our "His Holiness the Pope" either didn't notice it or just laughed it off.

Is it possible that this farmer named Horn just happened to be familiar with the witch named Jeanne and pretended to be a secret party?
Shaking his head, when Tang Li looked up again, Madeleine's thatched hut was already within sight.

Pulling the others along, they hid in a bush. He seemed to be able to see the swaying figures in the hut.

"Check the weapons." Tang Li gave the order in a deep voice.

He had done this kind of night attack countless times when he was robbing other gangs.

Amid the sound of metal friction, the armed farmers and thugs each confirmed and took up their weapons.

Tang Li gave a wink, and the three most ferocious thugs picked up the hammers in their hands and tiptoed to the side of the straw hut.

Standing in front of the door curtain of the straw hut, they nodded to each other, and the next second, the leader rushed in, and the other two followed.

"Die, you bastard!"

"Hit me!"

There were clanging sounds in the room, along with the sound of furniture breaking and a shrill scream.

"Great!"

Tang Li had been a smuggler for many years. He knew he had succeeded as soon as he heard it. He immediately jumped out of the bushes with his thugs and ran towards the straw shed. "Aha!" Tang Li lifted the door curtain, jumped into the straw shed, and shouted proudly.

The only response he got was silence.

What he saw was not Madeleine lying in a pool of blood, but the thugs lying in a pool of blood, yelling weakly, and two companions scratching the back of their heads in embarrassment.

"What's going on? Where are the people?"

Frowning, Tang Li walked forward slowly. The thatched hut was not big, and there were all kinds of bottles and jars and furniture with missing parts on it.

“I don’t know.” The other two thugs smiled awkwardly, “We didn’t see anyone when we came in, and the second brother suddenly yelled, I thought…”

"Carry it away, carry it away, carry it away quickly." Tang Li said impatiently as if he was slapping a fly.

"Maybe he got up to go to the bathroom?"

Tang Li walked forward, reached out and touched the torn sackcloth on the haystack, shook his head and said, "The bed is cold. I've been gone for a while."

"Then what was he doing so late at night?"

Without answering his men's questions, Townley sat down on the hay bed and fell into deep thought: "Where did it go?"

As he sat there, Tang Li's whole body stiffened. He suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with fear.

"Oops, I fell into a trap!"

Madeleine fell down from the bench where Tonley usually slept, shouting loudly, which frightened the prostitute who was sitting on the ground wrapped in a quilt.

"What do you mean by falling into a trap? Boss Madeleine, what are you talking about?" The young man in short clothes at the side couldn't help asking.

"You are stupid!" Madeleine said, jumping up and down. "Tang Li was here just now, didn't you hear what his mistress said?
He was here this afternoon and stayed overnight, but he is not here now. He took dozens of thugs away with him. Don’t you know what he did?

This must be because Tang Li discovered that His Majesty wanted us to attack and kill him, so he deliberately spread false news to lure us to attack, disperse our strength, and then take the opportunity to seize the position of Pope! "

Frick rubbed his rosy nose and wanted to object, saying that this statement had too many loopholes.

Tang Li and his men still have to rely on Horn to escape. Horn is guarded by two witches. Tang Li would have to be crazy to attack Horn.

Moreover, although it was not stated explicitly, the shrewd people of the older generation like Frick could see that Horn was Townley's scapegoat for the church!

How can you take the scapegoat out of the pot and jump back in yourself?
According to his thinking, there was a high probability that Tang Li had already taken action against Madeleine in advance, and he might even run into him if he went back now.

As for the reason, maybe the person who delivered the message thought it was tomorrow night of today, but it was actually tomorrow night of yesterday.

However, Frick swallowed his words because there was another possibility that someone else leaked the information, which made Townley take action in advance.

He couldn't help himself and drank at noon today. Who knows what he said to whom after drinking.

Madeleine was like an ant on a hot pan at this moment. It was the first time he did such a thing. He had no experience and was directly stuck in a dead end.

The more Madeleine thought about Townley's assassination of the Pope, the more plausible it seemed. The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. She felt that everything was connected.

No wonder, no wonder the news spread so quickly. Tang Li made the decision that night, and I knew about it the next morning.

How could such a thing happen? Tang Li was a cunning old man, and a smuggling tycoon, how could he make such a small mistake?

"What should we do now?" The young man in short clothes was panicking.

They dared to take action against Townley because they had the support of Pope Horn, and they thought Townley would not dare to go too far with them.

But if Townley really assassinated the Pope, it would be a disaster for Madeleine and his gang.

His chest was rising and falling violently, and Madeleine felt a myriad of thoughts running through his mind, and his hands and feet could not help but tremble.

He clenched his teeth and uttered a word from his throat: "Chase!"

"Chase?"

"Chase them, let us go to the rescue!" Madeleine took up the flail that was leaning against the door, "perhaps we can stop them."

"It may be too late."

"Send someone who can run fast to notify the Apostolic Guard stationed at the gate and tell them that Tang Li is going to assassinate His Holiness the Pope. They must stop him."

"We're wearing similar clothes, how does he know who's who?"

"Then I will say, the one who saves me will be on the right side!"

(End of this chapter)