"In the morning, after a breakfast comprising only a cup of cold coffee they are told to get on the horses corralled outside their makeshift jail, they are to be transferred to more permanent quarters – the nearby prisoner of war camp.
The three have had their hands firmly tied in front of them to the pommels of their saddles – what their guards don't know though, is that Zeke has managed to secrete a knife up his sleeve, and on the journey manages to cut his bonds, before then passing the knife to Robbie and Buck who do the same.
At the first rest stop the three overwhelm their unsuspecting guards, tie them up, take their weapons and escape – in the chaos of the fight to overwhelm the guards however, the horses have bolted, so they are on foot…"
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