The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

Chechen and Pidro went out of the city gate of Werner. Almost a year ago, they arrived in Smolensk from Riga. At that time, they had no money, only one man and one horse. Today, a year later, the two nephews and uncles walked out of another city in the Republic of Poland, still one man and one horse.

As March approaches, the winter snow has stopped, but Lithuania is still white at this time. Everyone was still wearing heavy clothes, and scattered horseshoe prints stretched out from the city gate.

"This Sapega is really irrelevant, I don't think he is as good as Yanush." ​​Pidro scolded in frustration.

After scolding, Pidro carefully glanced around and behind him to prevent someone from overhearing his words.

"It's nothing, dear uncle." Chechen said.

Compared with Pedro, Cheerchen looked a lot better off. Although Cheerchen's resentment filled his chest when he learned that he had been treated so unfairly, he quickly looked away. Cheechen admits that he defended Czestochowa not out of his own pursuit of fame and gain, but purely out of public heart, out of faith in God. Besides, this place cannot accommodate him. The world is so big that it has its own place.

not to mention……

"We have so many friends." Cheerchen snorted towards the back.

Behind Chechen and Pidro, Fatima, Fedot, Yelishei, Ingrid, Varvara and Sarben followed closely behind.

Originally, Bashit wanted to go with Chechen, but he had to take care of the refugee brothers who stayed near Werner. The civil war in Lithuania is over, and most of the refugees can return to their hometowns. As their leader, Bashit has the obligation and responsibility to organize and arrange. So he and Cheer Chen took leave, and waited for them to find them after they were busy with the resettlement of the refugees.

But Thrall joined it halfway through. The former court doctor of Prince Yanush had nowhere to go after the death of the Prince, and Sarben also watched the intrigues and desolation during the period of his service for Prince Yanush. He thought it was still peaceful. Chen and they are more at ease together.

"Head, where are we going next? Go to Lublin?" Yelishei asked immediately.

When leaving, Mihavu gave Chechen a letter, stating that it was given to him by Her Royal Highness Princess Garisaida. Chechen and his officers can go to Lublin to serve for General Jan Zamois, a relative of the princess.

Mihavu also said that His Royal Highness will write another letter to let the general take care of Chechen.

"I won't go to Lublin," Chechen said firmly, "Although I know Mihavu is also kind."

"Then where are we going?" Yelishei asked.

"Why don't we go to Warsaw." Piedro said hesitantly: "Christina may still be there. Although Chechen is an enemy of General Arvid Wiedenberg in Czestochowa, it is Each is his own. I heard that King Karl X likes the most capable people. As long as we ask Christina to intercede, Cheerchen will easily stay there."

"Uncle, don't talk about going to Warsaw anymore. In Czestochowa, you don't know how cruel Arvid Widenberg is. Hanging priests, torturing nobles, they can do everything. Yes. And this is not the behavior of individual generals and officers. On the way back to Lithuania, I saw countless villages burnt down by the Swedes. It was cruel." Chechen refused.

Pidro sighed. In fact, the true thought in his heart is that he wants to get rid of his armour and return to the field. Even if Pidro is now empty-handed, he has buried a lot of Taylors and spoils everywhere. Except for those confiscated by the Allies, the value of these hidden by him is more than 10,000 Taylors, enough for him and Chechen. Back to Spain to set up a big property.

But he didn't dare to say this, he knew Cheerchen's personality too well. If Cheerchen knew that there was still such a fortune, he would definitely take it out and divide it equally with everyone. By then, Pedro himself and Cheerchen would have a few thousand left. This was unacceptable to the stingy Pidro in any case.

"Head, go to Crimea. It is my hometown, the scenery is beautiful, you will like it." Fatima said suddenly.

But this proposal was unanimously opposed by everyone. And everyone’s reasons are also very good. For hundreds of years, small groups of gangs and Tatar wanderers have been raging on the business roads to Crimea. Yelishei and others think that they will go to the Crimea Asia-Pacific. It's dangerous.

"Fatima, do you miss your hometown?" Cheerchen asked. He knew that Fatima's suggestion would not be unreasonable.

"I don't have a home. If there is, it is a mercenary group." Fatima said lightly.

"Then why are you?" Cheerchen was a little strange.

"Head, you forgot to avenge your comrades in arms. But now, the Poles have negotiated with the Tsar, and you are unwilling to seek refuge in the Kingdom of Sweden, which is hostile to Tsarist Russia, then look to the world~www.readwn.com ~ Only the Crimean Khanate can pose a threat to Tsarist Russia. Khan welcomes capable people. If we go to seek refuge, we will definitely be reused by Khan.” Fatima explained her persuasion. Cheerchen's purpose in going to Crimea.

"Will Khan take us in?" Cheerchen was a little moved when Fatima talked about revenge.

"I have some connections in Crimea. If you agree with the leader, I can contact them." Fatima said.

"But they are a bunch of heretics..." Pidro still had some doubts.

"Khan has many French and German mercenaries under Khan, and he respects their faith." Fatima said. Obviously, Fatima really hopes Cheerchen will go to Crimea.

Cheerchen lowered his head in thought. After a while, Cheer Chen asked the other companions, "What do you think?"

"Listen to you, captain," Ingrid said.

"I will follow you." Sarben said.

"Tatars can also drink broth." Aunt Varvara also said.

"Yelisei, Fedot, what do you think?" Chechen asked them in particular. Both of these companions are Russians, and Cheerchen must consider their attitude.

"I listen to you, captain. I'll go wherever you go. But please allow me not to participate in the battle." Fedot said bitterly.

"Me too." Yelishei glanced at Fedot and made the same request as Fedot.

"I promise you." Cheer Chen nodded. Once, Cheechen promised that Fedot would only train soldiers and not participate in battle.

"Then let's go now!" Fatima said happily when the mercenary group had reached a consensus on going to Crimea.

"No hurry, we must go to Czestochowa first. Don't forget, the priest is still there!" Chechen said.