The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

Time entered the eleventh day of July, in Königsberg. Elector Frederick William, the master of Königsberg, has been deeply disturbed these days.

As a vassal of the Republic of Poland, Frederick Wilhelm wanted to dedicate his loyalty to Warsaw; in the same way, as the elector of Germany, he extended his hand to the powerful kingdom of Sweden that entered Germany through the Thirty Years’ War. Derek William must also maintain sufficient awe and cooperation.

In Frederick William’s own words, he and Königsberg were dancing on two eggs, and they couldn’t step on any of them.

Over the years, by virtue of his excellent "wire stepping" technique, Frederick William has achieved a rare balance between the relationship between the two great powers. He not only made King Kazimierz and King Carl X use it as a Reliable allies rely on Königsberg's favorable geographical location to go from side to side between the two countries and continue to draw benefits.

Such days are happy. If possible, Frederick William hopes that such a life can go on forever.

if……

Frederick William walked to the window and pushed open the blinds. Through the opened window, Frederick William could clearly see everything in the opposite room.

Inside that room, a middle-aged man in a dark blue dress was sitting on a recliner by the window, flipping through a large book leisurely.

This middle-aged man has long brown hair that is over the ears. This long hair emits a healthy brilliance under the sunlight; the knuckles of his holding the book are protruding, appearing firm and powerful; and the beauty-loving Bogu Like the Slavic prince, the middle-aged man also rubbed olive oil on his beard to keep it neat.

The middle-aged man didn't seem to notice a pair of eyes looking at him on the opposite side of his window sill. He flipped through the books at a constant speed. Under Frederick William's mental arithmetic, the middle-aged man would not take more than twenty seconds to flip through each page.

"Damn it." Frederick William cursed inwardly.

The middle-aged man was General Brahe Wichensburg, a vassal to King Karl X of the Kingdom of Sweden. He came this time with the important diplomatic mission entrusted to him by Karl X.

In the middle of the night four days ago, the secret envoy of the Swedish king appeared in Königsberg. Frederick William received him individually. After reading the letter written by Karl X to him, Frederick William politely arranged Brahe Wichensburg in the building opposite to his bedroom. Inside.

This stay is four days. During this period, Frederick William did not see Brae Wiichensburg again, nor did Brae Wiichensburg request to see Frederick William.

The Swedish general just settled in so calmly, treating this as his own home. This made Frederick William, who originally wanted to sit down and raise the price, depressed.

"It's time to make your own decision." Frederick William closed the window and turned to face the table. On the table is a letter just sent from Bratzlaff.

Frederick William walked to the desk and shook the bell on it.

Soon, an attendant opened the door.

"Go and invite me the guest who lives opposite." Frederick William ordered.

The attendant bowed slightly, indicating that he understood. Then he stepped back and walked out, closing the door smoothly.

Frederick William picked up the letter again, read it carefully several times, and put it back in the drawer.

Soon, Brahe Wichensburg was taken by the attendant.

"Brahe, my friend. How are you doing these days?" Frederick William greeted him warmly with open arms.

Brahe Wichensburg also opened his arms with a smile, and hugged William.

He knew that since the elector saw him goodbye, then he must have made a good decision. Moreover, this decision will be beneficial to oneself.

"I've had a good time these days, as if I was in my own home," said Brae Wiichensburg.

Frederick William smiled awkwardly. He let go of Brahe Wichensburg, and then said: "I want to tell you a good news. The great King Karl X has persuaded the parliament."

For this news, Brahe Wichensburg still kept that smile, as if he had already known it.

"Then your emperor, what is your decision?"

"I am willing to contribute my meager strength to the great cause of Karl X." Frederick William said. In order to strengthen the persuasiveness of his tone, the elector shook his fist sharply.

"I believe His Majesty the King will be very happy to hear what you said, Your Excellency the Elector." The corner of Brae Wichensburg's mouth stretched wider, and everyone smiled sincerely this time.

Frederick William walked back to the desk. He picked up a quill and knocked on the table with the bottom end.

"What does King Carl need from me?"

"His Majesty the King will lead 39,000 troops into Poland in ten days. At that time, His Majesty hopes that you will have a good drink with the Elector in the palace of Warsaw." Brahe Wichensburg also walked to the desk. , He took a piece of paper, and took the quill pen in the hand of the elector to write and draw on the paper.

After writing, he handed the piece of paper to the elector.

Frederick looked at the piece of paper. Although Brahe Wichensburg was sketchy, he still understood that it was the next plan of action for the Swedish army.

"Prince Janusz of Lithuania will be a big trouble." Frederick said. If the plan on this paper is followed, the flanks of the Swedish army will be exposed to the army of the Republic of Poland in Lithuania. Although Prince Yanush’s army is currently facing off against the army of Tsarist Russia~www.readwn.com~, no one can be sure whether the last hero of the Republic will reach Prince Alexei after taking action in the Kingdom of Sweden. The agreement turned back to deal with King Karl X who invaded the hinterland of Poland.

"The great King Carl has sent an envoy to Prince Yanush, and His Majesty is sure to persuade the prince to make the right choice." Brahe Wichensburg said confidently to Frederick.

His confident words seemed to convince the elector that Frederick stopped struggling with this question.

"I will lead the 20,000 Prussian army and accept the command of the wise King Karl Gustaf." Frederick assured Brahe Wichensburg.

"If there is wine now, I would really like to have a drink with the Elector Elector." Brae Wichensburg said.

"There will be a chance, in Warsaw." Frederick said.

After completing the task assigned by King Carl, Brahe Wichensburg intends to return to Carl X immediately. Frederick did not stay, he sent Brae Wieschensburg to the door.

"Oh, yes. Khmelnitsky has also promised the king that he will try to hold Kazimierz's army." When Brahe Wichensburg was about to walk out of the gate, he turned his head to face Said the elector.

"Oh, oh oh."

At this time, the elector was a little lost, and he unconsciously responded.

Brahe Wichensburg seemed to understand the elector's frustration, he smiled and left.

After Brahe Wichensburg had left, Frederick William walked back to the desk, opened the drawer, and took out the letter he had put in. This letter was sent back by his spy in Bratslav, and it read: Kazimierz and Khmelnitsky’s reinforcements are in a bitter battle.