The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

"Poland, Zaporozhye, Tsarist Russia." After listening to Uncle Pietro's description of the war situation (basically similar to the dialogue between Franco and Fyodor Obukhović), Chechen shook his fingers and read silently. After several times, he raised his head and asked: "Uncle Pietro, should we join over there?"

"Forehead"

　　Pidro just wanted to talk, the few companions who were still lying on the bed lazily just now straightened up early and shouted their opinions.

　　 "Of course it's Poland. Aren't we going to Smolensk? After sending the goods, I just went to the army."

　　 This is the opinion of one of them.

　　 "Are you stupid, didn't you hear that the Cossacks of Tsarist Russia and Zaporozhye were about to fight? Two fights one, you will die if you go to Smolensk."

　　 As soon as the person finished speaking, the person next to him retorted.

　　 The first person who spoke choked.

　　 "According to me, I still go to the Russian army. I heard that they pay the mercenaries in furs, which is more valuable than Indian spices."

　　 Everyone can't persuade anyone with a word of yours, and the room suddenly became a pot of porridge.

　　 "Stop." Finally, Pidro couldn't bear it, he shouted, ending the endless quarrel.

　　 "Cheschen, what do you think? Which side shall we join." Piedro said to his nephew happily. Just now, only Cheor Chen hadn't expressed an opinion.

　　 "Uncle, I, I think..." Cheorchen hesitated.

　　 "It's okay, boldly talk about your views." Pidro encouraged.

　　 Feeling the encouragement in his uncle's eyes, Cheor Chen said boldly.

　　 "I think we should join the side of justice."

　　 Tetsuchen's voice is not loud, but in such a small room, everyone can hear every word clearly.

　　 Immediately, deathly silence.

　　 Everyone was stunned.

　　 "Ahahahahaha." I don't know who is the first to react and let out a big laugh. Then everyone laughed, leaning forward one by one.

　　 In this situation, Tetsuchen is a little at a loss. He doesn't know where his words are so funny. Isn't it right to join the righteous side?

　　 Seeing Tetsuchen was dumbfounded, Pidro, who had almost lost his breath just now, had to make a round.

　　 "Okay, okay. Cheerchen is right. Justice will prevail. Of course we have to join the winning side. My family Cheerchen has read books, and speaks a little tactfully."

　　 After finishing speaking, Pidro grabbed Cheorchen's hair with a fan-like hand and shook his head. Wake him from the state of being dumbfounded.

But to my heart, Pidro felt that it was a mistake to bring Cheerchen out. If Cheerchen, who had been educated in chivalry since childhood, stayed in Spain, although he had no inheritance rights, he could still live his life peacefully; The greatest danger to mercenaries is this worthless sense of justice, which is more life-saving than a sword.

　　 However, this thought passed Pidro's mind for a moment. The things in front of him are more realistic and need to be dealt with by him.

　　 "Then which side do you think we should join?" The mercenaries kicked the ball to Pidrona.

　　 It’s not like Pedro’s prestige is high. It is really in this unfamiliar place of life, no one is confident enough to make the right decision about the three major forces that may be about to fight.

　　 "Let's go to Smolensk and join Poland." Piedro said his decision.

　　 "Look, I'll just say to join Poland." The mercenary who first said to join Poland, seeing Pedro say the same, exclaimed in excitement.

　　 "Why!" More questioning voices.

　　 "Because the lord there is stupid enough."

　　 This is an unexpected answer. Chechen believes that his uncle has never been to Smolensk, nor has he seen the city lord there, but now Uncle Pietro says that the lord there is a "stupid".

　　 "Working for a stupid person is more profitable than working for a savvy person." Piedro continued, his words and his certainty that did not match his appearance actually gave rise to a sense of trust.

　　 "We are too few people, even if we go, we can't get high employment fees." The mercenary who was clamoring to go to Tsarist Russia said. Although still questioning, it has changed from where I went to how to do it.

Pidro obviously noticed this too. He patted his chest and said more confidently: "No problem, we have made up our minds and waited until tomorrow to convince the others. Just get together. A small team, leave the negotiation to me."

　　 The mercenaries looked at each other, and finally nodded together.

　　 "I believe you this time. But no less than 20 Taylors per month."

"no problem."

　　 In this way, his uncle Pidro actually became the leader of these people, and Cheerchen was stunned.

　　 A few days later, Pidro started a series connection in the wooden houses where the mercenaries lived, and persuaded other mercenaries to join his group room by room. While doing this, Pidro didn't bring Cheechen with him. So Cheer Chen didn't know exactly how many people his uncle persuaded. But in the past few days, Chechen is not doing nothing. He has been thinking and looking for the answer. The answer is-how did Uncle Pietro know that the Lord of Smolensk is a fool.

　　 On the fourth day of staying in Zamoshye, the snow finally stopped. The caravan is ready to continue to Smolensk. The news of the coming war seems to have no effect on the caravan. The reason why the team leader is so bold may be that this is a Swedish caravan rather than a belligerent country.

　　 Although the snow stopped, the roads were flooded by heavy snow. As a last resort, the leader of the caravan found the mayor of Mikhail. UU Read www.uukanshu.com hoped to rent a few sledges, which are also the most suitable means of transportation for traveling in Eastern Europe in winter.

　　 "There are sledges, but yes"

　　 When the leader made a request to the village chief Mikhail, the old village chief with a goatee and felt hat said that although there were sledges, the content behind "but" kept hesitating.

　　 "We won't use it in vain, one by one Taylor for a day." The leader went north and south and met a lot. Seeing Mikhail's village chief hesitated, he knew that it was money and immediately set a price.

　　 To be honest, the price is very reasonable. The price of this hired mercenary was only ten Taylors per person.

　　 Ke Mikhail waved his hand again and again, saying that it was not a question of money. He and the people in the village regarded the caravan as friends. Friends must help if they are busy, but...

　　 Now, the team leader also recalled. It's not a question of money, Mikhail has something for the caravan to help.

　　 It turned out that there was a group of robbers near the village of Zamoshye, who often robbed the villagers who went to Smolensk, not only looting property, but also killing people. The lord and majors in Smolensk hid in the castle one by one, regardless of the villagers' requests. Seeing that the army didn't care, the robbers became more arrogant and broke into the village directly. No way, the mayor of Mikhail had to turn to the caravan for help. He is the mercenary team in the caravan.

　　 This "friend" request caused a headache for the team leader. Mercenaries have the duty to protect the caravan, but they do not have the power to order the mercenaries to suppress the bandits, unless the bandits take the initiative to rob themselves.

　　 So, the leader and the mayor of Mikhail called all the mercenaries to the church in the village, threw the question to the mercenaries, and let them decide for themselves.

　　 This is also the first meeting of the predecessor of the X mercenary group, which is well-known in the mainland.