The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

After receiving the weapons, one army after another filed out from the front and rear doors of the castle, and rushed to the various fighting blocks. They will cooperate with the army of the Laziweu family, who fought the resistance there, to drive out and destroy the enemy.

Victor's infantry team was assigned to a large area in the north. It is controlled by the guards of Colonel Jerzy Khaletski. After learning that their chief was detained by the prince, this unit did not go out of the city to join the large unit, but built barricades with rice bags, tables and chairs and other sundries at two street corners. Since they were all veterans who had retreated from the Brest Fortress and had rich combat experience, several offensives launched by the original Prince Yanush’s army were repelled, and the offensive also paid more than 20 lives for this. .

The mercenary regiment led by Cheer Chen also moved with Victor's infantry team. Because of Prince Yanush’s sacrifice, everyone in the mercenary group put on a set of pikemen uniforms. With a short broadsword hanging from their waists and a matchlock in their hands, they were armed to the teeth. But the fighting enthusiasm of the mercenary door is not very high. Because most of them are refugees who have fled from Smolensk, not foreigners, they are resistant to this kind of beating of their own people.

When Victor arrived in the block, he took several officers of the infantry team, Cheechen and Pidro up to a tall building. This tall building is the tallest building in the neighborhood. It has four floors. From the top of the building, the position of the resistance is clear at a glance.

"Look, these rebels not only built barricades at the corners of the street, they also hid musketeers in the frontage houses on both sides of the road behind the barricades. They also built a second line of defense in the higher area 30 meters away. Although it is unlikely to have artillery, at this distance, even with muskets can provide a lot of fire support. When we attack, the artillery must suppress the musketeers in the houses facing the streets on both sides. Push them out, and then the attacking soldiers attempted to break through the second position at the fastest speed."

Victor observed over and over again while talking about his offensive plan, while the officers beside him kept making notes with pen and paper. And Cheerchen and Piedro seemed extremely amateur at this time. They were empty-handed, watching and listening.

During the period, the resisters in the block also found Victor and others in the tall building. The muskets in their hands sprayed lead bullets into the windows of the tall building and tried to hit a few people by luck. A few lead bullets did hit the window where Victor was and the sawdust from the wooden window frame flew across, but Victor didn't care, and continued to observe and issue orders like an okay person.

"Head Chechen."

Victor put down the monocular in his hand and said.

At this time, he was already aware of the situation of the opposing rebels.

"You and your mercenary group go around to the end of the street. You don't need to attack, just block the retreat of the rebels. Once our offensive succeeds, the rebels will retreat along the street in that direction. You The task is to stop them."

After listening to Victor's arrangements for himself and the mercenary group, Cheerchen rarely raised any opinions. He saluted Victor and expressed his obedience to Victor's arrangement.

On the way downstairs, Pidro couldn't help complaining about Cheerchen:

"You should have been fighting for it just now. What credit can we gain from fighting? Now everyone knows that Prince Yanush is employing people. The more we do now, the more rewards the Prince will give. You The more hopeful it will be reused."

"Uncle. You just saw that the quality of our mercenary group and the quality of Victor's infantry team are not even the same. If the two units are mixed together to attack, they will not only fail to cooperate, but they will also easily disrupt each other. Rhythm. And don't you see it? Our morale is very low when we see that we have to fight for a long time." Cheerchen explained to Pidro.

At this time, the two had gone downstairs to the door of the tall building. On both sides of the street were soldiers who used the last time before the war to rest and recharge. The mercenary regiment and Victor's infantry team were very distinct. The soldiers of the two units were in charge of various places, either standing or sitting, and there was no intersection at all.

"alright, I got it."

Seeing this scene, Pidro also understood the facts of what Cheechen said, so he stopped insisting.

Cheerchen gathered his people on the side of the street as he walked. In less than ten minutes, one hundred and twenty-four soldiers had assembled.

Fatima, Yelishei, priest, and Fedot each formed four columns with their soldiers, waiting for Cheechen's order.

Cheerchen briefly explained the task assigned by Victor, and then started to act. But at this time, Father Spasokukotsky stood up.

Although the priest also received the armor from the armory, he did not wear it. Today, Father Spasokukotsky is still in the gray robe, with an iron cross hung on his chest.

"Father, do you have any questions?" Cheerchen asked.

Spasokukotsky drew a cross on his chest, and then said sadly: "My child, we have been deeply taken care of by you during this period of time. I also know that mercenaries are hired by employers to obey orders as their bounden duty. What's more, we are still the retainers of the Laziwiwu family. But just the night before, Yanush Laziwiu rebelled against the Republic and imprisoned many lords and regiments, all of whom were loyal and patriotic nobles and soldiers. Now, we have to fight against the officers and soldiers who came to rescue them again. This is a civil war, commander! Our brothers and our compatriots are mutilated. I really can't do it."

Father Spasokukotsky's words are not only his own thoughts, but also the aspirations of many mercenaries in the mercenary group. As soon as the priest's voice fell, it resonated in the mercenary group.

As the noise grew louder, even the infantry soldiers nearby were attracted by the noise.

If it were Cheerchen before yesterday, he might have been persuaded by the priest's words, and even immediately joined the defender. But after the brainwashing of Yanush Laziviu, Chechen's heart is already extremely firm, and he believes that the grand prince's strategy is truly correct.

Cheerchen made a gesture of pressing with both hands to signal everyone to be quiet. When everyone was quiet and waiting for him to speak, Cheechen cleared his throat and said, "Everyone, I understand your mood very well. Why would I be willing to meet my former comrades in arms! But there is no way, these people are stubborn. It doesn't work, fight against the prince."

"The Grand Prince is a traitor!" someone in the team shouted.

"The prince is not a traitor. He just chose a more tortuous and noble path. Think about it carefully, everyone, because the prince is not traitorous, he did not say that he wanted to surrender the Swedes. He brought in the Swedes but it was In order to deal with the Russians. Because it is extremely difficult to regain Swudsk, Minsk, Smolensk and other regions with his power alone. The king did not trust him and restrained him everywhere, and everyone did not understand him. But the prince, he tried his best to induce the Swedes to drive the Russian army out of Lithuania and Smolensk for Austrian aid. I believe in Prince Yanush, and please believe me and the Prince."

These words of Chechen are almost a copy of what Yanush said to him. Many people fell into contemplation after listening to these specious principles.

"Did the prince really brought the Swedish army into Lithuania to fight against Tsarist Russia?" someone asked inside.

"It's true, this is what the prince said to me." Cheerchen replied firmly.

"The prince also said that he would fight back to Smolensk and take the traitor Yakov to the post."

Yakov is not only the enemy of Chechen and Pidro, but also the enemy of almost everyone here. Hearing that Prince Yanush wanted the traitor to sit on the Daizhu, everyone became excited, and the fear of war just disappeared.

"Father, please believe me." Cheer Chen said to Father Spasokukotsky in front of him. Just now, only the priest remained silent.

"God, I hope we didn't do anything wrong." Father Spasokukotsky lowered his head and crossed his chest again. He also acquiesced to Cheerchen's words.

Seeing that the most stubborn Father Spasokukotsky was also persuaded, Cheerchen smiled with relief. He waved his arm, then shouted loudly: "Mercenary group, let's go!"

The mercenary regiment of the original four teams lined up side by side in two teams, marching in opposite directions.

Thanks to the map of Miatersk, Chechen and the others quickly found the nearest route to the nearest street junction. They proceeded cautiously, fearing that there would be resistance nearby.

Fortunately, all the way, the mercenary group did not encounter any obstacles.

When the mercenary group had completed three-quarters of the distance, Victor began to attack. First, I heard the sound of a three-pound cannon, then the second, third, and then the sound of densely packed gunshots.

Hearing the sound of artillery and gunfire, the mercenary group couldn't help speeding up.

When they rushed to the opposite side of the street, Cheerchen discovered that there were only two dozen enemies who were building a fortress there. Obviously, due to the emergency situation on the other side, the manpower here has been mobilized a lot.

Those who resisted of course also saw the mercenary group. They lined up in three rows behind the fortifications and fired continuously.

Soldiers of two mercenary regiments were shot and wounded. The others had to hide under the buildings on both sides.

"Fatima, you take people from the roof and walk around to their heads." Cheerchen shouted to Fatima who was following him.

Fatima nodded, and she kicked open a door of the room, and then led the soldiers in.

"Others shot back."

Cheerchen first aimed a pistol and fired a shot, then ordered. Of course, at this distance, it is almost as impossible for a bullet from a pistol to hit a person, as it is to hit the moon.

More than one hundred people either squatted or squatted and fired gradually. Relying on five times the enemy's firepower, the mercenary group gradually suppressed the enemy. At this time, some mercenaries got up, threw their muskets aside, and then drew out the short broad swords at their waists and began to approach the fortification against the wall.

It seems that everything is going well. The fastest mercenary was less than ten paces away from the resistance. But at this moment, the windows of the tall buildings on both sides were suddenly stabbed open, and several black hole muzzles came out.

"Be careful!" Cheerchen shouted.

But it was too late. The bullet from the muzzle hit the most forward mercenary and knocked him to the ground. The rest of the mercenaries stopped, they raised their heads, raised their guns, and turned back and fired at the window.

Seeing that the mercenaries were suppressed and returned, Cheerchen was of course anxious. But he couldn't think of a better way other than ordering some mercenaries to fire upwards.

But suddenly, the gunshots from upstairs stopped. Immediately afterwards, a head with a Tatar helmet emerged from a window.

It's Fatima! It turned out that according to Cheechen's order, she took her subordinates through the wall to attack the enemy from the top, but it happened that the resisters in the room met. With Fatima's skill, the few who shot the black gun quickly died under her knife.

Without a sneak attack on one side, Cheerchen's pressure suddenly eased. The rest of the people couldn't help the enemy and fired at the window of the building on the other side to suppress the enemy's firepower.

The two teams quickly met hand-to-hand. At this time, receiving the cry of killing from the other side was getting closer and closer. Obviously, Victor has also successfully breached the fortification.

The morale on both sides disappeared, and after four or five casualties, the remaining resisters gave up their resistance and began to retreat.

"Head."

Cheerchen wanted to continue pursuing, but Fatima stopped him. I saw Fatima dropped directly from the roof with a rope and landed beside Cheerchen.

"Captain, there is a large group of defeated troops rushing towards us. I think there are seventy or eighty people."

Seventy or eighty men broke down, and the other party rushed to escape again~www.readwn.com~ If the mercenary group rushed up so recklessly, it would probably break up.

Cheerchen quickly ordered the mercenary group to stop and line up on the spot. He also ordered a dozen mercenaries with good marksmanship to follow Fedot up to the second floor of the rooms on both sides.

Almost at the same time when the mercenary group set up its battlefield, the collapsed army appeared in the mercenary group's field of vision.

Some of these defeated soldiers wore chain mail, while others wore long clothes. The seven or eight people walking in the front had black and gray faces, and they had obviously just experienced a fierce battle.

At this time they saw that the back road was also blocked, everyone let out a desperate roar, and rushed to the mercenary group as quickly as possible.

The soldiers of the mercenary regiment also let out an earth-shaking roar. Each soldier in the mercenary regiment stepped forward, with the right foot of the former soldier touching the left foot of the latter soldier.

The two teams collided. The soldiers in the front row of each were penetrated by the opponent's weapon in an instant.

The impact of those who can resist has also been completely offset. They were blocked in the street, although they were less than a hundred steps away from the exit, they just couldn't make it through.

The musketeers that Cheechen arranged on both sides of the street kept firing and harvesting the lives of the resisters. The condescending team was so dense that the bullets did not miss.

Seeing the companions next to him being beaten to death, their bodies blooming with bleeding, the others finally began to be afraid. They kept backing away, hoping to distance themselves from each other. This is again the remaining people are more difficult to resist the impact of the mercenary group.

The few grenades that fell above their heads became the last straw that overwhelmed the will of the resisters. When they found that they were also enemies above their heads, the soldiers' will collapsed.

"We surrender!" someone began to shout.

At this moment, Victor's infantry team also broke through the barrier and appeared behind the resisters.