The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

On July 21, 1655, a large army appeared on the border of the Republic of Poland.

When seeing the border pillar marking the border of the Republic, this army from a foreign country issued a mighty cry. The bugle and the drums sounded at the same time, and some excited soldiers even shot into the sky.

General Brahe Wieschensburg, Carl X’s loyal subordinate and the most adept general of the Kingdom of Sweden, was accompanied by his adjutant and his entourage, immediately before the army.

Now he has been appointed by King Carl as the marshal of the kingdom, commanding the most powerful expeditionary force in the Kingdom of Sweden.

All the teams raised their guns and saluted as they passed in front of the general. The cavalry held long swords out of the sheath, and the gunners waved the fuse of the artillery.

At the forefront is the newly formed Guards Corps of Karl X. This army is a carefully selected big man, and each member is taller than 1.8 meters. They all wore wide-brimmed hats, yellow leather waistcoats, and were equipped with Mikhail muskets and long swords. In combat, these musketeers were cold and tenacious. As long as there was no command from the commander, even if the enemy was in front of them, they would not pull the trigger.

Walking in the second column are twelve infantry teams and seven cavalry teams. The two infantry teams wore armors without shoulder guards. They wore ship helmets and used long spears that were nearly four meters long. Once the battle started, these fearless pikemen would poke the end of their spears on the ground, and aim their sharp spear points at any enemies that wanted to approach, thus covering the pikemen behind them.

Once, the predecessors of these pikemen team did not block the charge of the Winged Cavalry of the Republic of Poland on the battlefield, and most of them died on the battlefield. But this time, these descendants will tell the world that they will use far superior technology and courage to wash away the shame of the battle flag.

The six cavalry regiments were equipped with half breastplates and lances, and they walked neatly in two rows on the road. There are as many as three pistols hung on the side of the saddle. These cavalrymen used the most popular semi-circular tactics at the time. They always rushed through the gap to eliminate the weakened enemy army after lighting up the bullets of the rifle.

The last cavalry regiment is the pride of all Swedish soldiers. They are wearing full-body cavalry armor that has been rarely prepared in this era, and they use unusually sharp broadswords. When they rode on their horses and galloped on the battlefield, it was like an indestructible iron wall.

At the end of the team, of course, the artillery unit, which is the ace of the Swedish army. This artillery unit was equipped with the most advanced artillery at the time and artillery with the best technology.

Today is an excellent weather. The path of the Swedish army was flooded with golden sunlight. When the army marching along this road finally got out of the forest, all their eyes were filled with fields full of crops and pastures with lush grass.

Brahe Wichensburg brushed a cluster of golden wheat ears, and a tingling sensation came from the palm of his hand, which made him feel very comfortable.

In the hometown of Brahe Wichensburg, he also has the same expansive field as here. When farming is busy, the general will also go to the field to harvest crops like his tenant farmers. But the general had to admit that even his best manor was not as prosperous as the crops here.

"This is really a land of milk and honey." General Brahe Wichensburg thought.

At this time, General Gustaf Evertzson Horn walked to Brahe Wichensburg's side.

"This is really a beautiful country. The land is fertile and the population is prosperous. But one thing you can be convinced is that when the war is over, His Majesty the King decided not to appoint others to be his plenipotentiary representatives here, because of this The position is none other than you," General Horne said.

This flattery of Gustav Evertsson Horne made Brahe very useful. However, he reminded Horn: "Please note, my friend. This place does not belong to us yet."

General Horne sneered at Marshal Brahe's caution. He said arrogantly: "Please believe that even the army led by me can defeat the Polish army on the opposite side."

"Oh, isn't it? Your Excellency really has such a certainty?" General Brae Wichensburg deliberately tested Horn.

"In front of us are just some poorly equipped and inadequately trained militias. Although they have built a line of defense in front of us, they have stopped the construction after our king agreed to send a batch of food for their king. "General Horn said.

Hearing Horne talked about food, Brahe Wichensburg couldn't help smiling.

When King Carl received the letter sent to him by Kazimierz, the wise king was at the parliament to win the parliament’s permission to invade the Republic of Poland and to allocate funds for the army that invaded the Republic of Poland. We quarreled. Although these members of Congress have been forced to stay in Congress for two days, everyone is starving and starving. However, some of the members still oppose the King’s invasion of the Republic of Poland. After all, the horrible memory of the wing cavalry has long penetrated into the bones of these civil servants~www.readwn.com~ But when King Carl showed Kazimierz's letter in the parliament, these councillors no longer objected. Because Kazimierz had already revealed his weakness in the letter. This originally powerful country even started to run short of food for the army. What else did they use to resist the Tsarist Russia and the Cossacks?

At this time, if the Kingdom of Sweden does not grab the benefits, then such a large piece of cake will be swallowed up by the Czar.

After King Carl finished reading the letter, the remaining members of parliament all raised their hands tremblingly and unanimously agreed to the king's resolution to invade the Republic of Poland. However, they still stubbornly put the allocation for the army to the next meeting for discussion.

"What is the marshal laughing at?" Horne couldn't help asking strangely when he saw Brahe's smile after hearing his words.

"No, nothing. I just think of the letter from those hungry parliamentarians and the stupid Polish king." Brae Wichensburg said.

As a result, General Horne, who had gotten to the point of laughter, also laughed.

At this time, behind the two generals, a large amount of smoke was raised.

"It's the elector's army." Gustav Evertsson Horn said, vaguely seeing the banner in the smoke.

"Let's go." Brahe turned his horse's head and said to Horn.

"Aren't we waiting for the elector?" General Horn asked.

"If the Elector wanted me to catch up with us, he would have arrived long ago," said Brahe Wichensburg.

General Horn chewed Brahe Wichensburg's words and finally understood the meaning of the Marshal's words.

"This fox!" Horn scolded looking at the smoke.

He fought a horse, and followed Brahe Wichensburg towards the army ahead.