Chapter 190 Chapter Forty-One

How Pagano defeated the Sausage Man The sausage men were getting nearer, and Paiguguay saw them waving their arms and preparing their spears, so he sent Jimnast first to ask them why they were at war with an old friend who had never offended or slandered them . Jimnast came to the sausage man team, gave a deep salute, opened his throat, and shouted: "Our own, our own, all our own, we have something to say. We're all from your old confederate Carnival." I was later told that he called it "Carnival" instead of "Carnival".Anyway, when he yelled, a tough-looking, short and thick little sausage jumped out of the line, and stretched out his hand to pinch Jimnast's neck.

Jimnast said, "By God! You have to be sliced ​​to eat, not the whole piece." After that, he pulled out his "ass-kissing" sword (this is the name of his sword) with both hands, and split the little sausage in half at once.My goodness, this guy is fat!He reminds me of the "Old Bernese Cow" who was killed at Marignano when the Swiss were routed.Please believe that the oil on his stomach is as thick as four fingers. After the little sausage was killed, the sausage men all rushed towards Jimnaster, trying to knock him down viciously, and Pangguel rushed to rescue him with his men.Immediately, a scuffle broke out.Swallow sausages Swallow sausages and cut sausages without stopping.Pang Guai charged left and right.Brother John stood still in the body of the "sow". Watching the movement, he saw the diced meat men in ambush shouting in unison and rushing towards Pangguai.

Seeing the chaos, Brother John hurriedly opened the door of the "sow" and led brave warriors out. Some of them held iron forks, and some waved the stove, firewood, stove, iron stove, pan, and oven. , large stove, tongs, oil pan, broom, iron pan, stone mortar, pestle and hammer, shouted in unison like thunder and lightning, and the ghosts cried out: "Nibu Sadang! Nibu Sadang! Nibu Sadang!" , broke into the team of little sausages, aimed at the diced meat man and slashed.The sausage man suddenly saw a large number of reinforcements from the other side. He was caught off guard and ran away as if he had seen a devil.Brother John shot stone bullets, beat the sausage man to pieces, and fled here and there like flies, while his soldiers rushed to kill, sparing no effort.It was frightening to watch.The battlefield is littered with sausage men killed or wounded.History tells us that if it is not for the help of heaven, the entire race of sausage people will be wiped out by these chefs.However, at this time, a strange and strange thing happened.Believe it or not.

From the north, there flew a big, fat, thick, and strong gray pig with broad, long wings like those worn by the wind.The wings are purple, like the color of a phoenix, which in Languedoc is called a red crane.The eyes are as red as fire, like two rubies; the ears are green like emeralds, and the teeth are waxy yellow like topaz; a long black tail, like the biotite of Luculus; the hooves are white, crystal clear like diamonds, and like a goose Webbed between the toes, like the feet of Queen Bedoc of Toulouse.There was also a gold necklace around my neck, and on it were some Ionian characters, which I could only read two.

① The Roman general Luculus once transported black marble back from Egypt. ② "Bedoc" (peded'oca in Italian, ped'uca in Languedoc) means "goose feet". The Garonne River Basin is very famous. One: γΣ AΘHNAN, which means Minerva's Pig Master ③.At this time the weather was fine.But as soon as this monster appeared, there was a loud thunder on the left, which surprised us very much.As soon as the sausage men saw it, they all dropped their guns and weapons, knelt down together, folded their hands to the sky, and worshiped devoutly in silence. Brother John and his men were still beating and forking those sausage men.Later, it was Paguguai who ordered the withdrawal of troops, and all the fighting ended.The monster flew back and forth between the teams of both sides several times, dropped twenty-seven buckets of mustard on the ground, and then flew into the sky, screaming incessantly:

"Carnival! Carnival! Carnival!" ③ Latin also has this title: SusMinervam, see Erasmus' Proverbs, Volume I, Chapter 1, Section 40.