Crossing the Continent in the Eighteenth Century

Poland is a great tragedy, but this tragedy is beautiful. No, after the big bastard played himself badly, it was time for the surrounding powers to take turns.

The great powers were not polite to such a big bastard who could be broken with just five fingers.

The Swedes, Russians, Austrians, and even the Prussians all came to participate, making it like a group meeting.After the climax of the War of Kingship in Poland, and being shot out of the g-spot of Warsaw one after another, the current state of the sad grandma is probably in the crumbling period of convulsions and convulsions that have not receded.

Then, we Romans all came, but we just don’t know if we and the Russians can push the big wave to a new peak.

In this war, I, like Valens, have come to be gilded, but we still have something to do to distinguish us from the sons of the dog officers.

Uncle Zimiskia threw over an accompanying civilian nobleman as the main person in charge, and the proposed initiator Valens and I were two as deputy.Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that the nobleman will take the blame in case something goes wrong.Being a nobleman has this advantage, there are always people who are ready to take the blame for you.But there is also a disadvantage, that is, no matter what we do well, someone will give us credit, and it is the first credit.

However, I am very open-minded, life is long, and people take such a high risk to blame you, how can you not even give credit to others.Besides, I am already a member of the royal family, no matter how high the credit is, it will not be much higher. If I really want to compete for performance, I would rather be the one who made the credit than compete with others.Uncle Zimischia had the foresight to appoint me as a trainee staff officer so that I could intervene in everything.

After returning to the city hall, Valens was taken to the place where he was rushing to work overnight. Valence followed a few officials with good arithmetic and a dozen clerks who were already working on food and fodder for the march.

I looked at the side and asked: "We didn't bring that much money with the army. What are you going to use to pay those Polish landlords? You know, such a large amount of consumption can only be paid by the local big landlords and nobles. Affordable in a hurry. Those guys, huh..."

Valens didn't raise his head, but a few officials who assisted him panicked for a moment: "Isn't there a legion commander here, let him write an IOU in the name of the city council, and then let those people go to the city council go."

I smiled wryly and said, "Then what if they don't even give face to the empty shell city council?"

"When the [-] army behind us doesn't exist? Just grab it." Valens said lightly.

"Okay, I think what you have to do now is to contact the chief executive who took over this land. After all, we are now soldiers, not administrators. They are in charge of food collection. Without his permission and approval, this is ultra vires."

Valens raised his head in shock, and smiled embarrassedly: "I didn't expect that, what should I do, it's probably too late to find him now."

I went to the table and picked up a quill pen and dipped it in ink: "I'll write, and I will help them collect their debts in the future, so they can rest assured now."

If the empire wants to rule this territory permanently, it must have firm supporters. Now that there are Russians, those Poles can barely stand on our side. Then if the Russians leave in the future, and those brain-dead The Polish nobles healed their scars and forgot the pain, what should they do?

Create a group of enemies for them.

The group of big landowners and nobles with IOUs is a force, let them fight the city council, and the empire acts as an arbitrator.By the way, when these people's attention was on recovering the arrears, the empire took the opportunity to infiltrate and cut off these people's control of the local area.In this way, after their quarrel is over, the empire will probably be able to control it here.

It is me, the guarantor of the IOU, who will be a little busy at that time, but it is good to be busy, which shows that life is very fulfilling.

A group of us worked all night at City Hall, waited until the third time we ordered coffee to be made, and looked up to see that it was already daylight.By this time we had everything in order, and all that remained was to send out the orders for the officers of the town hall, escorted by cavalry, with guides, to proceed to their appointed places.

Valens was going to set off with him, but Uncle Zimischia stopped him.

That guy is so desperate.

Uncle Zimischia sent all of us to rest in the room prepared by the city hall.

A guard walks us through.

My room is arranged in the innermost room on the second floor of the courtyard on the left side of the city hall. There will be a room like this next to every administrative office building. As soon as you enter the door, you can smell the unique fragrance of a woman's bedroom.

woman?

Jumping back in cold sweat, I pulled out the pistol and swept across the room.

On the table not far from the bed, a pair of black knee-high boots were draped over them. Looking down, the owner who let the tight breeches show off her slender legs was a woman covering her face with a hat.

She was wearing a short-tail double-breasted black jacket with white lace cuffs. Inside the jacket was a dark corset wrapped with a close-fitting lining. The high collar on the front was cut into an open shape, and her charming breasts It rises and falls regularly.At first glance, this woman has a plump figure, protruding as she should be, protruding as she should be, sexy, full of charm, and has a certain familiar charm. If you take a second look, you will have the urge to get her into bed.

The clasped hands that were resting on Xiaoman's waist, which was so unbearable to hold, moved, she woke up, and was about to take off her hat, when I pointed the pistol at her.

"Who are you?" Standing by the door, I yelled at any time.

"It's not an assassin anyway. No, it seems that what I do is an assassin. But it's not right either. Well, how should I explain it? Oh, as long as you know that I am not an assassin who came to assassinate you." The woman said nonsense, but It probably means, I understand, she said she didn't mean anything malicious.

"Why should I believe you?" Staring at the guy sleeping soundly in the bedroom, I looked around the room again, but found nothing unusual.

"I am sent by Caesar!" said the woman.

"evidence!"

The strange woman chuckled. She took off her three-cornered hat, revealing an iron mask that covered her entire face, revealing only her eyes and lips, and a head of gorgeous brown hair.

"you are?"

"It is said that you men are ruthless. You are right. In just a few years, you have completely forgotten me as a lifesaver? You know, I gave you meat when you were about to starve to death! "

Listening to these unkind words, my thoughts were brought back to a noon when I was starving and dizzy nine years ago.

I was dumbfounded: "So it was you, the guy who peeked at my whole body when I was eight years old!"

Halfway through, I immediately covered my mouth.With a plop, the female hooligan at the table fell to the ground, she supported her painful buttocks, and was very dissatisfied: "I have done so many things for you, yet you only remember that I peeked at your whole body? !"

With a light cough, I think my face is very red now: "No way, I will never forget it. I think any man will never forget that he was peeped by a woman."

"I'm shy, and I'm still the same as you were before, blushing at every turn." The female hooligan stood up and patted the dust off her body.

"However, you have changed a lot, and your figure has improved a lot." I said tit for tat.

The female hooligan put on her hat and came over: "Yes, do you want to come over and touch it? Does it feel different from before?"

"Before you can't determine your ultimate purpose, you should stop. Although I know you and know that you are ours, you still have to show evidence, the evidence that my father sent you."

"Still so suspicious." The female hooligan muttered unhappily, then handed over the red-painted sealed letterhead, and showed the ring on her left ring finger.

I took it, opened it, opened it, and it was indeed Daddy Cheap's handwriting. I glanced at the female hooligan and read while reading: "Simply put, during this war, you will obey my orders... "

"Inseparable! You know it, I know it, you don't know it...huh..." The female hooligan pressed the letter and let out a proud humming sound, then stepped back and sat down on the edge of the bed, with two slender legs Her beautiful legs were raised high, and the plump buttocks wrapped in the tight breeches were facing me. The middle of the thighs were tightly clamped, highlighting the seductive private parts of the lower body. Then, she curled her legs and stretched them onto the bed. He hinted at it with seductive eyes.

"Caesar was afraid that you would be bored in this war, so he sent me here to pass the time for you. How long do you think you will get tired of me?"

"I haven't seen you for so long, what happened to you?" The female hooligan has changed, she really doesn't even know me, she is an acquaintance, why can't I feel happy seeing her like this?

"I'm working on my qualifications now. After this time, don't go back and stay with me. I will ask my father for someone. I am his son, and he will not refuse. When I come to me, although I always I don't have much money for a month, but I still have enough money to hire you as a guard. In the future, if you feel tired, or you may fall in love with a man, you can leave my place and live the life you want. "

mercy?

Yes, the female hooligan lying on the bed is no longer the female hooligan in my memory.

The first time I saw a female hooligan... the old scum brought back a few fresh corpses from the execution ground. That day he cut off the butt meat from the corpse's buttocks and swallowed it himself, so he asked us to do the same .

The reason is simple, you have to eat when you are hungry, and if you don't eat, you can't live.

We've done similar training before, but it was eating all the disgusting food that old scum gave to deal with stomach problems, it's not the same at all!

Without saying a word, Valens grabbed the knife and cut it. Otherwise, how could he be a pervert.

Afterwards, many people did it, including Alexander, who swallowed a large piece of butt meat with disgust, but I didn't. Morris wanted to do it, but he vomited after trying several times.

The two of us who failed were taken to the wild forest.The old scum let us go in and get our own food.The two of us, without any hunting ability in the wild, and unarmed, of course were tortured to pieces. What's more tragic is that Morris was a brain-dead at the time, and pushed all kinds of responsibilities onto me. Well, the two of us didn't have much strength left at the time There was another fight, and I narrowly won with a bruised nose and a swollen face.Throwing Morris, who was beaten into a pig's head by me, on the spot, I quickly found a pond, thinking that it would be no problem to go into the water to catch fish, so I took off my clothes and jumped into the water.But the tragedy is that this is not the case. I was lying on the ground with my naked body naked.

The female gangster appeared at this moment. I remember that she was very young at the time, and her body was not as plump as it is now, but she still wore a mask, but it was a different style.But this did not prevent her from studying my little penis carefully, then jumped out of the grass, and threw me a piece of bread and a bag of water.

From that day on, the female hooligans basically showed up every few days, chatted with me, and asked me some random questions, until later, we left from the old scum, went to West Point Military Academy in Constantinople, and after that , I have never seen her.

The female hooligan put down the moving pose of letting you pick and lay on her back on the bed, which finally made my restlessness a lot less, but when she opened her mouth, I was almost frightened into a hemiplegia.

"I'm an Assassin."

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