三个火枪手｜The Three Musketeers

每天五分钟听经典英文故事，读绘本，磨耳朵。少年达达尼昂独闯巴黎，与三位火枪手结为生死兄弟，为守护王后荣誉历险伦敦，以"人人为我，我为人人"的誓言书写传奇。To become a musketeer, you need three things, a sword, a brave heart, and a secret codeD'Artagnan set out with only the first, never knowing the other two were waiting for himD'Artagnan climbed onto his old yellow horse, bid his mother farewell, and left Gascony behindHis father had given him a sword and a letter of introductionHe was heading to Paris, to become one of the king's musketeersThe young man cracked his whip, ambition hidden in the rising dustHe stopped at the town of Meung, where he ran into a gentleman in blackThe man mocked his old horse, laughing without restraintD'Artagnan drew his sword and charged, only to be knocked to the ground with a single blowHis sword broke in two, and the letter of introduction was stolenCovered in mud, the young man gritted his teeth and rose to his feetHe'd never forget that face, that mocking laughThe man was Rochefort, the cardinal's right-hand manD'Artagnan went to see Monsieur de Treville, captain of the musketeersWithout the letter, the captain was only half convincedThen through the window, he spotted Rochefort and bolted out the doorHe crashed into Athos, hurting the man's wounded shoulderHe bumped into Porthos, tearing off the fake golden shoulder strapHe ran into Aramis, scattering a pile of manuscripts across the floorAll three men challenged him to a duel, all at onceThe first duel was set in the monastery's backyardHis opponent was Athos, cold as iceJust as D'Artagnan drew his sword, the cardinal's guards stormed inPorthos and Aramis arrived as wellThree duels turned into a fierce battle, three against fiveThe young man turned and stood with the musketeersThe four of them fought together and drove back the cardinal's guardsThat day, they became brothers in armsAll for one, and one for allFour swords crossed together as oneD'Artagnan rented a room in ParisHe met his young and beautiful landladyHer name was Constance, the queen's personal maidThe queen had secretly given her diamond studs to the Duke of BuckinghamThe cardinal learned of this and set a trapHe asked the king to throw a ball for the queenAnd demanded she wear the diamond studs to the eventThe studs were far away in London, and the queen was helplessConstance came to D'Artagnan in tears, begging for his helpWithout a word, the young man saddled his horse and set offHe'd ride to London, to bring back those studsAthos and the other two joined him on the journeyThe cardinal's men hunted them down, laying ambushes along the wayAthos was shot and collapsed at a roadside innPorthos was trapped in a post stationAramis was wounded and left behind to recover at an innOnly D'Artagnan kept running, racing toward the port of CalaisA woman was hot on his heelsHer name was Milady, the cardinal's secret weaponShe was beautiful as a serpent, with the brand of a fleur-de-lis on her wristShe caught up with him, pretending to be friendlyD'Artagnan saw through her trick, and crossed the sea that very nightMilady's men reached the harbor, but the ship had already sailedD'Artagnan arrived in London, and rode straight to Buckingham PalaceThe duke recognized the token, and handed over the diamond studsTwo of the diamonds had already been stolen by the cardinal's menThe duke had them restored overnight, with new diamonds set in placeD'Artagnan took the studs and rode back to ParisHe changed horses, but never stopped, riding day and nightOn the night of the ball, the young man burst through the palace gatesHe placed the studs in the queen's handsTwelve diamonds, not a single one missingThe queen wore the studs, and appeared at the ball in all her splendorThe cardinal was speechless, his plan had failedThe queen smiled at the young manConstance wept in the shadowsMilady was imprisoned in an English castleShe pretended to be pious and repentant, winning the trust of her guardFelton set her free, and even agreed to assassinate the duke for herThe Duke of Buckingham fell in his own palace, his robes stained with bloodMilady fled back to France, and hid herself in a conventShe found Constance, and offered her a cup of poisoned wineConstance drank the poisoned wine, and died in the young man's armsD'Artagnan's eyes turned red, he drew his sword and charged into the nightThe four brothers reunited, to hunt down the serpent womanAramis disguised himself as a priest, and listened to her final confessionAthos revealed the proof of his former wife's crimes, every word a bladeThe executioner swung his axe, the fleur-de-lis stained with bloodThe four stood in silence by the river, their swords had tasted revengeD'Artagnan knelt down, and received the commissionEven the cardinal had come to recognize his courageHe was made lieutenant of the musketeersThat old sword, had finally found its homeHe looked up, Athos was smiling at him from across the streetPorthos raised his glass in the tavern, Aramis closed his bibleFour swords, four hearts, one 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