The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

After blowing up the heavy cannon, Cheerchen and Peter originally wanted to return the same way. But when he saw the shadows of people in front of him, Cheorchen stopped and grabbed Peter.

"Peter, we can't go back to the monastery." Chechen said to Peter.

"Why? Didn't you see that the Swedes have started searching for us? It will be too late if you don't leave."

Cheerchen's tugging almost pulled Peter down. He finally got hold of himself, and now he heard Cheerchen say that he could not return to the monastery, and he was really anxious.

"It is because they are hunting us that I can't return to the monastery. The Swedes must have guessed that we will return to the monastery. This does not require much intelligence. It must be their focus of defense. Now we have passed, then Just throw yourself into the net." Cheer Chen analyzed.

Peter also calmed down. He felt that Cheerchen's words really made sense.

"Then where are we going to flee?" Peter asked.

"We flee in the opposite direction, the Swedes must not be able to guess." Chechen said.

As a result, the two walked in the opposite direction to the flow of people. On the way, they also met Frzezhovic and Arvid Widenberg, but the two focused only on encircling the monastery and did not notice that the two went in the opposite direction.

In this way, Cheerchen and Peter miraculously escaped from the Swedish barracks.

After escaping the camp of the Swedish army, Chechen and Peter broke up in Vadovac. Peter was originally a subordinate of Stefan Czarnetsky's general army. Now the general army has raised the banner of rebelling against the Swedes. Peter decides to take refuge in him and continue to serve his country.

Chechen decided to return to Lithuania. Yanush was defeated and forced to retreat to the castle of Tikozin, and whether Uncle Pidro and the others were trapped in the castle together with Yanush, or were captured or died in battle, I don’t know all this. Chechen's heart was always disturbed. Although he also remembered Father Spasokukotsky and Natalie and them, Cheerchen couldn't wait to think that there were still more than ten days before the Swedes withdrew from the encirclement.

Furthermore, they destroyed the Swedes’ heavy cannons. Without this greatest threat, they could definitely defend until Arvid Wiedenberg retired with Dean Koldecki and Natalie. For one day, Cheerchen didn't worry about it.

After this, the two began their journey one in the direction of Lviv and the other in the direction of Lithuania.

Cheerchen walked alone for ten days. In these ten days, he passed by countless villages that were burned to ashes. With the awakening of the Poles' sense of resistance, the suppression of the insurgents by the Swedish army and its servants has become more and more cruel. They hanged all the people in an entire village at will, and then burned the empty village to ashes. Every well was filled with the dead bodies of the victims. Even in the cold winter, one could ask about the smell of dead bodies from far away.

Along the way, Cheerchen also encountered several groups of Swedish soldiers returning from "completed missions". They stopped Cheerchen and interrogated them. The pass that Carl X gave to Cheerchen helped a lot. As soon as Cheerchen took out the pass, these Swedish soldiers let them go respectfully. They regard Cheer Chen as their own, and they are their own.

However, if you encounter the rebels, this trick is not only difficult, but it will bring Chechen annihilation. Therefore, in this situation, Cheorchen generally pretends that he is a subordinate of a certain lord and is sending letters to his master. He was wearing the uniform of the Polish militia, and no one doubted him.

But once, this trick didn't work. A group of Polish rebels said that Cheerchen had brought them to their camp, letting Cheerchen explain how important his mission was and how urgent the time was.

After the Polish rebels returned to the camp, they threw Chechen in a circle of fences and left it alone. Cheerchen discovered that there were still several people locked up in the fence like himself. Looking at the clothes, there are nobles, farmers and merchants among them. Obviously, the soldiers of these insurgents did not have a clear goal to arrest people.

Cheerchen carefully looked at the camp of the rebel army. The camp was built on a flat ground surrounded by forests and swamps, and the terrain was stable. If it's spring or summer, this camp is absolutely difficult to break, because no one can get through this treacherous swamp. But it's still cold in winter, and the swamp is frozen hard. The ground of the camp is covered with a thick layer of fir and pine branches to prevent slippage and keep it warm and dry.

There are more than a dozen huts built temporarily with mud and rough logs in the camp. The roofs of these huts are covered with branches and thatch. There are also some small sheds, perhaps for stacking supplies and livestock.

Most of the soldiers squatted by the open fire to keep warm. They wore sheepskin clothing and robes to shelter from the cold. Some of the soldiers were sitting or lying beside the bright fire, adding pine branches to it; others were picking up the ashes and residues, picking up a pungent smell of burnt meat. Between clusters of bonfires, piles of weapons are stacked; these weapons are close at hand, and everyone can use them immediately when needed.

Cheer Chen felt strange when he saw these weapons. Because in addition to muskets, spears, hammers, and short-handled hand axes, there are also old antiques such as copper axes and bronze swords. These have long been in collectors’ collections in other countries, but these people still use them as weapons. To use.

There were only a few horses beside the other fire. Obviously, this was the mount of a distinguished person in the rebel army. But these horses are as small as donkeys, and Cheerchen couldn't imagine how they would fight against the tall horses of the Swedish cavalry in battle.

After a while, a person who looked like a commander came over. He said to everyone in the fence: "Everyone, we are going to beat the Swede today. I believe you are all patriots and hate those invaders."

The implication was that this commander hoped that Cheer Chen would join his team voluntarily.

But when he said that, the people in the fence were silent.

Cheerchen raised his head and glanced at the commander of the rebel army. The commander is very young, about thirty years old. He has a vigorous face, wearing a noble attire, but not armored. A saber was pinned to the commander's waist, and the brass plated on the handle was completely peeled off, and the exposed part was full of rust marks.

When Cheerchen looked at the commander, the commander also happened to turn his eyes to see Cheerchen's body. Seeing Cheerchen wearing the uniform of the Polish army and looking at himself, he couldn't help being a little curious. So he ordered Cheerchen to be brought out.

"Are you a soldier?" the commander asked.

"Yes, I am a soldier of Colonel Mikhav Vorodjavtsky." Chechen lied.

"Colon Mihavu? Isn't he in Lithuania? Why did you come here?" The young commander was a little suspicious.

"That's it. I am sending a letter to General Stefan Czarnetsky for the colonel." Chechen continued to lie.

"What about your horse? My messenger, don't tell me that you walked here from Lithuania and then walked back." The young commander sneered. He felt that Cheerchen's lie was really no more level.

"I used to ride a horse, but my horse was snatched by the Swedes in the middle of the journey. They gave me a piece of nothing worthless." Cheechen defended.

The young commander nodded. This was indeed a trick used by the Swede. He seemed to believe Cheerchen's words. Just as Cheerchen let go of his heart, the commander said to him: "Since you are a soldier, you will also participate in the action waiting for the meeting. We are very tight and we have one more person. Just one more power."

After speaking, he couldn't help but tell Cheerchen out and gave him a short spear.

In this way, Cheerchen became a soldier of the army in a daze. The other people had the same fate, whether they wanted it or not, they all received a short spear.

After lunch, the rebel army left more than a dozen people to guard the camp, and the remaining 300 people set off under the leadership of the young commander.

Their goal is a big road from Barnović to Brest. Strictly speaking, this is not a real road, but a rural passage. It should have been opened up in the woods in recent years. The roads are high and low and difficult to pass, but soldiers and carriages can pass through after all. There are tall trees on both sides of the road. In order to relax the road, old pine trees have been cut off. Hazelnut trees grow densely, and in some places the entire forest has become their world.

The young commander (from the one next to him, Cheerchen learned that this commander was also named Stefan, a wealthy noble manor) chose a corner, this ambush The location is excellent. Here, the terrain makes the advancing opponent neither far away nor able to retreat, nor can it be too late to open the position. He occupied both sides of the path there, and ordered to wait for the enemy.

More than three hours passed, and the enemy the insurgents were waiting for hadn't appeared yet, and many people were getting tired of waiting. They scratched their heads and felt the noise of the wind blowing over the trees annoying.

An veteran next to Cheechen took out a bag of hookah from his pocket and was about to smoke. This movement shocked Chechen, and he hurriedly grabbed the veteran's pipe in his hand.

The veteran just wanted to come up to snatch, a guy with the appearance of a small captain suddenly covered the veteran’s mouth with his hand, because the crows wow on the road.

"Shhh!" he said. "That's a signal."

After about a quarter of an hour, a horse appeared on the road. The horse was walking on the road and there was no sound. It was obvious that the horse's hoof was wrapped in something. The rider came to the corner and straightened up. He looked around, and suddenly heard an answer to the sound of crows in the jungle, and immediately dived into the forest, where Stefan was hiding.

After another two quarters of an hour, a convoy appeared. They had a total of thirty soldiers, five of them cavalry, leading their commander riding a tall horse to the forefront, they marched in line. There are thirty horse-drawn carriages behind him, and the high bulge on the horse-drawn carriage is obviously full of things; in the middle of this unit is a team of 18 musketeers who can support infantry and cavalry back and forth; the rear of the team It is a seven-man pikeman.

Seeing that they were advancing with a tight lineup, Cheerchen felt a little worried. Experience tells him that it is not easy to break through the well-ordered Swedish army. Such a group of people, whether they retreat or fight, will defend themselves like a wild boar being chased by a hunting dog. On the other hand, although the number of the insurgents here is large, the quality is very poor. In many cases, quantity cannot make up for quality.

He wanted to suggest Stefan to give up this action, but Stefan was on the opposite side, Chechen could not contact him. And why would Stefan listen to his own words?

Soon, the convoy reached the corner. They stopped at the corner to discuss. Cheerchen could clearly see that the leading knight was a strong red-bearded man. He gestured to them, asking everyone to keep silent and just sound it quietly. Obviously he hesitated for a while, wondering if there would be an ambush here.

Finally, because Wan Lai was quiet in the forest, he obviously thought that if someone hid in the woods, it would not be so quiet. So he waved the team forward.

Stefan waited for the convoy to pass halfway through the turn before firing. He led the men and horses on his side to rush up. The gunfire sounded continuously, but Cheerchen didn't see a Swedish soldier fall down.

The pikemen at the back of the convoy raised their pikes and greeted them, while the back of the Swedish pikemen was suddenly exposed to the ambush on Cheorchen's side.

The commander on Cheerchen's side seized the opportunity, and he rushed to the front, forming a wedge-shaped tip, straight into the center of the Swedish team.

All the people shouted as they rushed: "Chong!", as if this could increase their courage.

Cheerchen didn't move. With his sixth sense of training on the battlefield, Cheerchen felt that this food transport team was a little strange, and Cheerchen couldn't say what it was.

But others don't think so. The rest sprinted as fast as they could, seeing that there were only thirty steps left from the convoy.

That team of Swedish musketeers only had time to fire one shot. Soon, their muskets will become fire sticks.

At this time, anomaly occurred suddenly. The tent of the carriage was lifted from inside. Four Swedish soldiers were hidden in the carriage-two of them were musketeers and two were pikemen with short broadswords.

There are four people in a carriage, and thirty cars are one hundred and twenty people.

This is a trap. Sixty muskets swept the rebel army close at hand, and more than 30 people were knocked down. Then, the Pikemen jumped out of the carriage and fought with the rebels who had been defeated.

In the forefront of the carriage, Stefan took a dozen soldiers to pierce the ends of their spears and battle axes into the soil and hold them firmly, making it impossible for the Swedes' horses to break through the wall. A rebel soldier with a hatchet facing the red-bearded Swedish knight’s horse has a battle axe on the shin. The horse was in pain, raised his forefoot, stood up on his hind foot, and then fell down. But the red-bearded knight has rich experience and can adapt to changes. So he quickly slid his foot out of the stirrup, and his powerful hand grabbed the tip of the short gun that was piercing him. Not only did he prevent it from piercing his chest, but instead let him borrow force. So as soon as he jumped up, he jumped over among the horses, drew his sword, pounced like an eagle on a group of long-billed cranes, and slashed at the spear and tomahawk in a rage.

Cheerchen finally figured it out. The difference that Thaksin voted came from the leading Swedish pistol cavalry. For an ordinary food transport team, the Swedish pistol cavalry is really overkill.

The other four Swedish pistols also dismounted. Relying on their sophisticated armor and sharp weapons, they followed Red Beard and killed Stefan and others. The spear forest composed of spears and battle axes was chopped down, and the young Stefan had a sword in his chest. He was snatched out by two of his men, and the others died tragically under the swords of Redbeard.

In other battlefields, the battle has also become a slaughter. Although the number of insurgents was still twice that of the Swedes, the bravest were killed in the first shot. The short broadswords of the Swedish pikemen exerted their greatest effectiveness when they met with each other. On the contrary, the inferior weapons of the soldiers of the rebel army can hardly cause substantial damage to them—the short axe is too short, the long spear is too long, and the short spear is not strong enough.

The red beard who had repelled Stefan and his knights mounted their horses and rushed straight into the crowd, trampling the unlucky insurgent soldiers into a ruin. It is easy for the cavalry to go down while sitting on a horse, and they all take advantage of this opportunity to keep beating the enemy. The insurgents collapsed. They left their weapons, some tried to escape into the forest, some pretended to be lying on the ground, some stood upright there, their faces were white and their eyes were bloodshot, and some were begging. One of them was obviously crazy, and he was standing there with no one else, and he turned around and laughed loudly. Later, a Swedish pikeman rushed forward and slashed his head with a sword.

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Cheorchen squeezed his short spear and ran away vigorously. He finally had a more real understanding of the combat effectiveness of the Polish Rebels. Although the Swedes had been prepared for a long time, the extremely huge casualty ratio still revealed the unequal strength gap between the two sides. In a one-on-one situation in the field, the poorly trained Poles have no hope of winning.

From time to time, the bullet flew by Cheechen's ear. Fortunately, he was not injured. But a Swedish soldier has been chasing Cheerchen, obviously because of Cheerchen's uniform, the Swedish soldier mistakenly thought that Cheerchen was a high-ranking official.

Cheerchen looked back from time to time. Seeing that the distance between the two of them was getting closer and closer, and there was no one else beside him, Cheerchen stopped, holding his short spear obliquely and assumed a fighting posture.

The Swedish soldier also stopped. The two got together four or five steps away, looking for each other's flaws.

Cheer Chen, who has experienced countless battles, is no longer Wu Xia Amon. Cheerchen's short spear was two meters long, and he held the end of the short spear and pointed it towards the opponent's throat as a stab. The Swedish soldier avoided the past, but he did not expect Cheerchen's move to be a false move. Cheerchen swept the short spear and hit the Swedish soldier's neck fiercely.

The Swedish soldier was knocked to the ground, and Cheerchen took advantage of the situation and sat on him. Cheerchen stabs the tip of the spear sharply, and the short spear pierces the opponent's unprotected throat.

The Swedish soldier wanted to make a sound, but his throat was cut. He could only make a few "uh, uh" sounds. Cheerchen carefully drew out his short spear to prevent the splashing blood from staining his clothes.

There was no gunshots in the distance, and it was clear that the battle was over. Cheerchen didn't know how many of Stefan and his comrades would survive, but he hardened his heart to go back because it was too dangerous. Cheerchen should leave this place as soon as possible and go back to Lithuania.