The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

In the beginning, the Swedes released all Polish militias after they occupied Krakow and put them back home. But after a while, Arvid Widenberg clearly felt that his troops were insufficient. He had to rely on people like Vrzejovic to form a new Polish army to make up for the shortage of the Swedish army.

The Swedes were not responsible for the salary of these Polish puppets. Most of the newly recruited soldiers were militia groups from all over Krakow, so they turned over their original uniforms and put them on them.

Peter gave Cheerchen just such a uniform. This Polish militia uniform is dark blue, knee-length, thick and warm. In addition to the uniform, there is also a militia cap in the duffel bag.

After Cheerchen changed his clothes, he went to the city wall with Peter. They cannot go out through the gate of the monastery because it is easy to find. Father Spasokukotsky prepared two ropes, and he tied the two ropes to the waists of the two men, and then slowly put them down from the city wall.

When they reached the city wall, Cheerchen and Peter arched their waists and lowered their bodies. Cheerchen's hand involuntarily touched the cow bladder hanging on his back.

"Walk slowly, we have to wait until my people are on duty in the trenches." Peter whispered to Cheor Chen.

Obviously, this pseudo-army officer named Peter was extremely careful in his work and planned every step of the way.

Cheerchen and Peter walked down the mountain cautiously, they walked to the edge of the trench, and then fell to the ground.

On the other side of the trench, two Swedish soldiers were on duty. The two Swedish soldiers kept rubbing their hands and looked behind them, as if waiting for something.

Cheerchen lay on the icy snowy ground, and soon the cold passed to his body. He and Peter didn't dare to move, because it would attract the attention of the other side.

"If this continues, I'm afraid I will be frozen to death in less than half an hour." Cheerchen thought.

Fortunately, less than twenty minutes later, two men in Polish militia uniforms appeared beside the two Swedish soldiers. The Swedish soldiers kept insulting the two, as if blaming them for being too late, while the two Poles kept nodding and bowing.

The two Swedes walked away cursingly. Two puppet troops stood on their posts.

After another five minutes, Peter made a few rattles.

This is obviously a secret sign. The two puppet soldiers looked around after hearing the sound, and then connected a wooden board to the opposite side of the trench. Then, the two patrolled towards the other end.

Cheerchen and Peter crossed the trench and put the plank away. They crossed the parapet behind the trench and entered the camp.

In a corner of the camp, Peter took two cloaks, and put one on himself and gave it to Chechen.

"Hurry up, or the water stains on our clothes will cause suspicion." Peter said.

Cheerchen couldn't help but admire the pseudo-military officer even though he could think of such tiny details.

"I also participated in the defense of Krakow before, and I was praised by General Stefan Czarnetsky!" Peter said proudly.

In the camp, Peter did not take Cheechen directly to the Swedes’ artillery position, but first came to the kitchen. He asked Cheerchen to wait outside, and when he came out, he was already carrying a jar in his hand.

Cheerchen smelled it, and it should be chicken soup.

Peter took the chicken soup and walked ahead, and Cheerchen walked behind as his guard. On the way, although they encountered several teams of patrols, none of these patrols questioned the two of them.

About 500 meters away, the position where the heavy artillery was placed was already in sight.

Cheerchen saw four puppet troops on duty at the periphery of the position, and two soldiers in Swedish uniforms in the artillery core position.

Peter stopped at the outside, he opened the jar and took a sip pretending to be.

The fragrance of the chicken soup quickly overflowed. Several pseudo-soldiers and Peter are obviously familiar. They smelled it, and they all came over and begged Peter with a shy face. Peter generously poured a small bowl for them alone. Those who got the chicken kept complimenting Peter's goodness.

At first Chechen was still worried that his strange face would arouse the suspicion of these puppet soldiers. He kept his head down as much as possible so as not to attract their attention. However, Cheechen soon discovered that his worries were unnecessary-these people obviously focused on eating and drinking, and didn't pay attention to his little guard at all.

It’s the happiest thing to have a bite of hot chicken soup in the cold winter. After several puppet soldiers drank it, they asked Peter again and again. Of course, Peter would not give it. He said loudly that it was for his company captain. .

Peter's loud shout finally caught the attention of the two Swedish soldiers. They walked towards Peter and the puppet army.

Seeing that Peter was holding chicken soup in his hand, the two Swedish soldiers were hooked up. They salivated, snatched it from Peter, and then did not return to the gun position, but walked towards their barracks with a laugh.

Seeing that the chicken soup was snatched away, several puppet soldiers secretly cursed "Swede" and were about to leave.

At this time, Peter said to them: "Everyone, do you still want to eat chicken?"

These puppet soldiers heard that there were chickens~www.readwn.com~ of course nodded and said yes.

"There is still one burning in the kitchen, so go get it. Remember to leave a can for me, and I will show it to the captain!" Peter said.

As soon as a few puppet soldiers heard, Harazi shed all over the place. They saw that the Swedes were leaving their jobs without authorization, and they were all rushing to the kitchen one by one.

After a while, the artillery positions that had been tightly guarded were gone.

"Go!"

Seeing that there was no one around, Peter winked at Cheerchen. The two went to the heavy artillery together.

Cheer Chen had never seen such a large artillery. Although the giant cannon in Smolensk was enough to shock Chechen, this cannon was even bigger than that one.

Peter is 1.8 meters tall, but he can't touch the muzzle of the artillery when he raises his hand.

In desperation, the two brought together an empty gunpowder keg. Peter stood on it, he put the bull bladder full of gunpowder into the muzzle, and then slowly lowered the fuse.

Cheorchen lit the fuse, and the two fled out quickly amidst the sizzling sound of the fuse.

On the walls of the monastery, Dean Koldecki, Natalie, and Father Spasokukotsky waited anxiously. After Cheerchen and Peter left the city, the three of them stared intently at the movement in the Swedish army camp. Especially Natalie, she took on the important task of taking over Cheerchen and Peter. As long as there was movement over there, she had to take someone out of the monastery to support her.

"Master Dean, you said Alvar will be fine, right?" Natalie asked worriedly. She has asked this question five times tonight.

Dean Koldecki smiled slightly. He was about to comfort Natalie, but he heard a flash of fire in the Swedish camp, and then he heard a loud noise.