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He's the one we want. The officer jabbed his shortsword toward the Bull, who'd come forward to stand beside her, Praed's cheap steel in his hand.
“他才是我們要的人。”軍官舉起短劍朝大牛比了比，他也走上前來，跟她并肩站立，手中握著普雷德的廉價(jià)武器。
But it was a mistake to take his eyes off Yoren, even for an instant. Quick as that, the black brother's sword was pressed to the apple of the officer's throat. "Neither's the one you get, less you want me to see if your apple's ripe yet. I got me ten, fifteen more brothers in that inn, if you still need convincing. I was you, I'd let loose of that gutcutter, spread my cheeks over that fat little horse, and gallop on back to the city." He spat, and poked harder with the point of his sword. "Now."
軍官犯了一個(gè)錯(cuò)誤：他不該讓視線離開尤倫，即使只是一剎那。轉(zhuǎn)眼功夫，黑衣弟兄的劍已經(jīng)貼上了軍官的喉嚨。“你誰都不許帶走，否則我就切開你喉嚨，瞧瞧里面長什么樣。少來嚇我，告訴你，店里頭還有我十幾個(gè)弟兄。如果我是你，我會(huì)趕緊扔開手上那把菜刀，屁股坐上那邊的小肥馬，然后他媽的給我逃回城去。”他啐了一口，然后把劍用力地戳了一下。“快點(diǎn)！”
The officer's fingers uncurled. His sword fell in the dust.
軍官手指一松，短劍落入塵土。
We'll just keep that, Yoren said. "Good steel's always needed on the Wall."
“這東西咱們就替你保管，”尤倫說，“長城守軍永遠(yuǎn)需要好刀劍。”
As you say. For now. Men. The gold cloaks sheathed and mounted up. "You'd best scamper up to that Wall of yours in a hurry, old man. The next time I catch you, I believe I'll have your head to go with the bastard boy's."
“算你狠，這次不跟你計(jì)較，我們走！”金袍衛(wèi)士紛紛收起刀劍，翻身上馬。“老頭，你最好趕緊夾著尾巴跑回長城去，否則下次給我碰上，我把這狗雜種和你的人頭一起帶走！”
Better men than you have tried. Yoren slapped the rump of the officer's horse with the flat of his sword and sent him reeling off down the kingsroad. His men followed.
“哼，陣仗我見得多了，你嚇唬誰呢？”尤倫邊說邊用劍面一拍軍官的馬屁股，讓它快步朝國王大道奔去。軍官的手下急忙跟上。
