Thursday 19 August 2021

A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Cathedral, the Fifth!

The raiding party now regroups in the little wood near the cathedral itself. To their right are two more enemy sentries. Luckily, this pair of Gelderlanders continue to exhibit the levels of alertness and initiative that Ziegler has come to expect from the enemy. Both are facing in the wrong direction and, in all likelihood, have their eyes shut and their minds on other things: what things is probably a subject best left unexplored; but it probably involves activities where clothing is optional and Christian decency an unwelcome irrelevance.


Ziegler considers his next move. There is an entrance to the cathedral a little way to his front. It is probably guarded.
'What shall we do now, sir?' asks Stumpe.
Ziegler snorts. 'We are elite soldiers, captain. The very best in Mittelheim. I think that, given the dangers involved in the next step of this operation, and the resolve, aggression, and cunning that comes naturally to a Nabstrian light infantrymen, our plan of action is obvious'.
Stumpe nods. 'We send the milkmaid'.
'Exactly'.
There is a heavy female sigh. Hefting her pail, Karlotte, heads towards the entrance to the cathedral.


Karlotte knocks on the solid oaken door.
The door opens, and light floods out into the night.
'Who goes there!' growls the guard, suspiciously.
'Hello. I'm just knocking on doors and seeing if you have any cows that need milking'.
The soldier frowns. 'A random milkmaid, in the dead of night, in the midst of a siege?'
'Yes'.
'Seems reasonable'. He leans forward. 'That's a big old bucket'.
'Yes, Put your head inside and see'.
'Seems reasonable'. He bends over. 'Crikey, that's big', he says hollowly.
'Yes', says Karlotte. 'See how much it weighs'. 


There is a bonk, and the sentry falls to the ground.
'I don't know where they train Gelderland sentries', says Karlotte, shrugging. 'But they need to ask for their money back. All of it'.


'Go, go, go!' hisses Ziegler.
The door to the cathedral is open! Success is surely only a short kidnapping away!


6 comments:

  1. If you want a job done properly......
    What ever will happen next?

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  2. Ha ha ha! Far too droll... :-) Elite SAS milkmaids - whatever next.

    Cheers,

    David.

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    1. Thanks David! Glad you’re enjoying the tale!

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  3. Oh good, The stick and bucket dance.

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    1. Given where Karlotte is likely to stick the bucket, her victims are unlikely to be able to dance. Or even stand up.

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