The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

"Commander Chechen, I swear by the honor of a nobleman, and I deeply sympathize with Yelisei. But General Yakov is a high-ranking officer, and he is also a celebrity next to His Majesty the Tsar. Polotsk was defeated. If he had been replaced as an ordinary person, he would have been dismissed long ago, but after knowing that the general he had tried to redeem the captured officers and flags, his Majesty would just reprimand General Yakov with a few words. Such a character, even if I am willing to abandon the position and not defend Yelishei, Moscow will not listen." Potemkin said.

When he said these words, Potemkin's eyes were sincere and his words were sincere, and Cheerchen believed that what he said was indeed the truth.

"Then there is no other way?"

Although Yelisei’s life and death have nothing to do with him strictly speaking, but seeing that Yakov Cherkaski killed another innocent person, Chechen still felt sorry for Yelisei sincerely. .

Of course Potemkin wanted to help Yelishei as much as he could. Seeing that Cheorchen seemed to have the same idea, he offered a trick for Cheorchen.

"I can see that your Excellency is also a kind person. If you really want to help Yelishei. Then please find a way to let him go and let him go incognito in Germany."

Potemkin’s suggestion is a solution. Now Eastern Europe is fighting everywhere, and the German countries are relatively peaceful.

Cheerchen couldn't think of a better way for a while. Seeing Potemkin looking at him, waiting for his answer, he said, "Your suggestion will be considered."

Potemkin nodded, he could only say that.

"Then I will go first. There will be a period later, Captain Chechen." Potemkin said.

After speaking, Potemkin stepped towards Oshka who was waiting in the distance.

"Anyway, first ask Anzu to bring Yelishei over." Cheechen watched Potemkin and Oshka disappear at the end of the corridor, and then went back to find Anjay.

"You want to ask me for a Russian prisoner named Yelisei?"

In the small living room of the castle, Anjay asked with some surprise after listening to Cheerchen's request.

At this time, the people in the hall had already dispersed. And Anjay is enjoying the good time with Orina in the small living room.

Of course, Anjay would not fail to agree to Cheerchen's request. Cheerchen is Orina's savior, and Angela loves Orina more than loves her own life. For such a benefactor, Anjay is willing to give him all his assets. It's just that Anjay is very strange, why Cheerchen suddenly became interested in a prisoner of Tsarist Russia.

"Yes, Anzu. This Yelishei happened to know Fedot of my mercenary group, and he was kind to him. Originally Yelishei, as a nobleman, should have brought in Potemkin this time. It’s on the redemption list. But he had a gap with Yakov Cherkaski and was deliberately erased from the list by Yakov Cherkaski. So Fedot asked me to see if he could I beg you to release Yelishei."

Anjay hugged Cheerchen. This straightforward young man said loudly: "Please don't use words like request. Your kindness to me and Orina, even if it is a golden mountain, I can't repay it. Since you want that Yeli Xie Yi, then take it away."

At night, Yelishey was sent to Chechen.

Yelishei had his handcuffs and ankles removed when he was brought to Cheerchen. The young man was wearing a white shirt with yellow and black hair. When he saw Chechen, the Russian young man didn't even know his original situation. Just listen to him easily say, "We meet again, Captain Chechen. But my time is limited, and I am rushing to return to Smolensk with my compatriots."

Cheerchen glanced at Yelishey and then at Fedot. After returning to the station, Cheerchen had already told Fedot what Potemkin had said. Now he wants Fedot to tell Yelishei. Because Yelishei might not believe his own words, and it is easier for Yelishei to be trusted by his compatriot Fedot.

"Brother Yelisei, you are still missing from the list brought by the messenger of Yakov Cherkaski. And the messenger also said and said..." Fedot said of Bo It was a bit embarrassing when Yakov Cherkaski brought Jin’s words about Yelisei. Because he knew very well how much the news would hit Yelisei.

"What else did the messenger say? Hurry up!" Yelishei patted the table in front of him suddenly and asked loudly. He saw the strangeness in Fydot's "fascination" that hesitated to speak.

Fedot was even more unspeakable.

"Also let me talk about it." Seeing Fedot so embarrassed, Cheerchen had to speak for himself. He retelled what Potemkin had told himself to Yelishei.

After listening to Chechen's words, Yelishei's eyes were a bit dull. He didn't speak for a long while.

"Brother Yelisei." Fedot called out worriedly.

Suddenly, Yelishei laughed uncontrollably. He laughed so loudly and so hard that Yelishei covered his stomach and rolled to the ground.

"You must be lying to me. Fedot, you said how could General Yakov Cherkaski treat me like this."

"Yelisey, what our head says is true. Although I don't know why Yakov treats you like this. But he does want you to die." Although Fedot couldn't bear it, he still confirmed. Said.

After hearing Fedot's words, Yelishei stopped smiling. Chechen has reason to lie to himself, but he knows that Fedot is an honest person, and he will not lie to himself. Most of what Chechen said were actually what Yakov Cherkaski meant. Yelisei just sat cross-legged on the ground, staring at his hands blankly.

"Yakov Cherkaski!"

Suddenly Yelisei shouted. He sprang up from the ground, then rushed in the direction of the door.

Yelisei turned the door handle and opened the door. He wanted to rush out, but what was blocking his chest was a scimitar glowing with cold.

"If you want to leave, you have to say goodbye to our head. It was he who rescued you from the prison." Fatima said, looking at Yelishei's eyes.

Yelishei's eyes are hot, like flames; while Fatima's eyes are cold like a piece of ice for thousands of years.

In the end, the ice defeated the flames. Under the threat of Fatima, Yelishei retreated to the room.

"Where are you going? Yelishei."

Just now because of the sudden incident, Yelishei rushed out the door, and neither Chechen nor Fedot responded. At this time Yelishei retreated to the room, and Cheerchen asked.

"I'm going to find Yakov Cherkaski, and I want to ask him why he treats me this way. I am the third son of the Ryazan nobleman, a real nobleman." Yelisei said hoarsely Said.

"Trust me, even if you walked out of this room and returned to Smolensk smoothly, Yakov Cherkaski would never give you a chance to speak." Chechen said.

"Then I'll go to Moscow, I'm going to appeal." Yelisei said again. But this time, his voice was obviously lower.

"Since Yakov Cherkaski dared to do this, he thought that maybe we would let you go, and you would appeal to the possibility. Yelisei, Yakov Cherkaski was in the tsar I don’t know how powerful Russia is, but you as a Russian should know. One of your nobles from Czarist Russia asked me to tell you that the best way for you now is to go abroad and go incognito in Germany."

"Who is that nobleman?" Yelishei asked. Obviously he wanted to find Potemkin.

Cheerchen shook his head. He could not tell Potemkin's name to Yelisei, because in this way it is likely to be known by Yakov Cherkaski.

"You don't need to ask who he is, because I won't say it. Yelishei, you are a smart person, so consider this suggestion."

Yelishei pursed his lips and said nothing.

After the rage, sanity returned to Yelishei. Regarding the suggestion of the kind nobleman Cheerchen conveyed, Yelishei didn't know that it was the best way now. But in this way, everything about myself is over. Living incognito for a lifetime is definitely not the life Yelishei wants. Why did he serve as a soldier? Because he is the third son in the family and is born with no inheritance rights. Yelisei must rely on his own efforts to get ahead. As a young man, Yelishei was full of ideas for making contributions, so he would have invested in Prince Alexei and Yakov Cherkaski.

"Head Chechen, do you have any wine?"

Suddenly, Yelishei asked Chechen.

"Have."

Although I don't know why Yelishei mentioned wine suddenly, Cheerchen replied immediately.

"Then, Chief Chelchen. Please bring me a bottle of the wine you can get."

Cheerchen looked at Fedot for Yelishei's request and wanted to ask for his opinion.

"I'll get it now."

Fedot is a Russian, and of course he knows what wine means to the Russians. The people of Tsarist Russia drink alcohol when they are happy, and even drink when they are sad. Alcohol can make sad people forget all their worries.

Soon, Fedot came back with a basketful of wine. He put the wine in front of Yelisei.

Ginseng, mead, wine, beer, vodka...Almost all Cheechen can be named, Fedot brought a bottle.

Under the gaze of Chechen, Fedot and Fatima, Yelishei first opened a bottle of beer. He picked up a glass and poured himself a full glass.

With just one sip, Yelishei drank the beer in his glass. Then he "showed" an expression of pain and coughed loudly.

"Yelsey," Fedot cried out in a friendly manner. The degree of beer is very low, but Yelishei's performance is obviously a person who can't drink.

Yelisei waved his hand.

"Brother Fedot, and Captain Chechen, I am very grateful to you for releasing me from prison. I know you are trying to save me. But asking me to stay incognito and live indifferently is more than killing me. It’s uncomfortable. I started using swords at the age of six and learned the skills of using various weapons; when I was fifteen, I joined the new army in Moscow and became a trainee. My ideal is to become famous, like rice. Ning (that is, Kuzma Minin. He is a butcher in Nizhny Novgorod. In 1611, when Russia was ravaged by the Polish interventionist army, he and Borjean organized the people’s armed forces against the Polish aggressors. , And advocated inviting the former tsarist Duke Pozharsky, who was wounded in the Moscow civil uprising, to be the commander of the militia. Armed funds came from donations from the people throughout Russia. In 1612, the militia led by Pozharsky was liberated Moscow was occupied by the Poles. After that, Minin served in the "National Committee" in Yaroslavl; after the All-Russian Gentry Conference in 1613, he became a member of the Duma. In Tsar Mikhail Fyodorovich Roman In the era of Nov, Minin became a nobleman) and became a hero like that."

After speaking, Yelishei opened another bottle of ginseng. This time, Yelishei poured the whole bottle of wine into his mouth.

Originally, Cheechen watched Yelishei drinking, thinking that he was going to quit drinking and alleviate his sorrows, but he didn't care too much. But Chechen gradually discovered that Yelishei's face and neck appeared little by little, followed by patches of erythema. Although there was no such thing as allergies at that time, Yelishei's situation still made Cheorchen feel that something was wrong instinctively.

"Yelisei don't drink anymore!"

Chechen tried to **** the bottle from Yelishei, but Yelishei slammed the beer bottle on the table.

The beer bottle broke into two pieces at the sound.

Yelishei held the head of the beer bottle and pointed the broken part at Chechen and Fedot.

"Don't you guys come here. Let me drink! I have never tasted such a delicious taste in my life~www.readwn.com~Yakov Cherkaski said that I have died in battle, then I will die. Come on. What's the point of living like this? I'm dead, and my father can still be proud of me." Yelisei yelled. He wanted to continue to say something, but suddenly a bottle-shaped object flew over and hit Yelishei's forehead.

Yelisei fell to the ground and he was stunned. The bottle-shaped object also shattered, and Yelishei's face was stained with black "color".

"Fatima?" Cheerchen hurried over and Fedot lifted Yelishei to lean on a chair, and then he asked towards Fatima.

"Head, I'm here to save him. I think if he drinks it like this, he will drink to death." Fatima said, spreading her hands.

At this time, Yelishei's erythema grew more and more. Cheer Chen hurriedly asked Fatima to find a doctor.

The doctor came soon. This white-bearded, obviously an elderly doctor looked at Yelishei's condition and used the most common treatment at the time-bloodletting. The old doctor cut a hole in Yelishei's arm vein and began bleeding. When Yelishei was let go of the small pot of blood, the erythema on his body finally ceased to be so red. The last frontier of fire and sword