The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

"Master Janusz, are you going to Lithuania in this suit?"

In front of the carriage parked in the Janusz mansion, Cheerchen carefully asked the costumed Janusz Kishka.

Today is the day when a group of people left Lviv for Werner. Cheerchen and Pidro and other members of the mercenary group have long been dressed in the clothes of ordinary business travelers. In order to deceive others, Cheerchen even bought two carriages for transporting goods, which were filled with Lviv specialty iron tools, dyes and other commodities.

Traveling through an enemy-occupied area is inherently dangerous. You can't predict that a slight omission by yourself or a partner will be spotted by a delicate checkpoint guard, so you can only be careful and careful.

But Yanush didn't seem to have such consciousness at all. He wears a noble hat inlaid with rubies, and his Kaftan coat is covered with gold and silver threads. He also wears three or four medals, large and small, on his chest, which makes it obvious at a glance that this is a big man.

And Mickiewicz who accompanied him was also a standard chain armor coat of Cossack.

Among the three, only Natalie's civilian dress barely met Cheerchen's requirements.

"Why? Isn't this possible? I am the imperial minister sent by His Majesty the King to Lithuania. Of course, I have to look like an imperial minister. And I received news that because of the ups and downs of the rebels, the Swedish soldiers in small strongholds had long been retracted into the big city. Don't dare to move." Janush glared Chechen. He looked at how upset Cheerchen was now, and he didn't even show that Kung Fu was willing to do it.

Yes, Janusz was deliberately looking for faults. The old man had never thought that the king and queen would send this guy named Chechen as his guard. When he thought about it, King Kazimierz might not be able to see his dislike for Cheerchen, but the cherished Queen Ludwig of Koran would not be surprised. But the queen still chose Cheechen and his few-member mercenary group as her guard, which can only show that the queen is obviously biased towards her daughter and this one named Alvar Chechen. What made Janush even more annoying was that Natalie, as the queen's messenger, wanted to go to Lithuania.

These two things made Janusz both happy and angry. After learning the news, the old man didn't sleep well all night. But Jun's fate is hard to disobey. Even if the old man is unwilling, he still has to accept the fact that the **** who deceived his daughter's heart is his own guard.

"My lord, you are indeed an imperial envoy, but what we are going to pass is an area occupied by the Swedes. The villages and towns there are garrisoned by Swedes, and there are Swedes patrols on the road. If you wear this suit and walk on the road, I can guarantee that, The Swedes will be very happy to send you to Warsaw." Cheerchen said neither humble nor arrogant.

Hearing Chechen's slightly offensive words, Mr. Janush's eyebrows rose even more.

"Father."

Just as Janusz was about to attack, Natalie persuaded in a low voice, "Chechen made sense. I have walked that way. There are indeed no Swedes in some small towns, but they will still be on the road from time to time. There is a patrol composed of Swedish dragoons and lancers. You can hide your clothes in a carriage, stare at Lithuania and put them on." Natalie also persuaded her father.

After speaking, Natalie turned her head and glanced at Cheerchen, smiling lovingly and said, "Cheerchen, my father and I are pleased to you."

Janush certainly knew what his daughter said was reasonable. But asking him to admit his mistakes in front of Cheerchen, it would be more uncomfortable for the old man than killing him. What's more, Natalie's look at this Chechen hurt Yanush's heart even more. The old man got into the carriage with a thud, and then slammed the door shut.

Natalie was helpless for her father's stubbornness. She said to Mickiewicz again: "Mickiewicz, you can change it too. Just wear the inlaid vertical striped aristocratic long suit. Many nobles and merchants wear this kind of protective equipment for self-defense. The armored Cossack's chain armor coat is so conspicuous."

"Yes, miss."

Mickiewicz immediately obeyed Natalie's words. He was forced to dress like this by Janusz, and now the lady has spoken and went back to the room to change clothes.

Seeing her father entering the car door and Mickiewicz going back to the room, Natalie kissed Chechen in full view of the mercenary group.

Yelisei and Pidro looked ambiguous.

Ingrid and Fydot were full of joy.

Varvara and Sarben made the expressions of people coming over.

Fatima's anger flashed by.

"Don't be angry with my father." Natalie said to Cheerchen. This kiss can be regarded as Natalie's compensation for Cheerchen for being rude to her father.

"No, of course not."

Cheerchen blankly stroked the place where Natalie had kissed with his finger, and there seemed to be the remaining warmth of Natalie's lips on it.

Natalie opened her eyes and smiled, she let go of Cheerchen, and then she also got into the carriage.

Cheerchen got on the horse. Pidro walked up to his nephew, still with an ambiguous smile on his face.

Cheerchen was so embarrassed with the ambiguous look on this face. It just so happened that Mickiewicz changed his clothes and came out. Cheerchen hurried to the front of the carriage and waved his whip in the direction of the city gate: "Let's set off."

Since Janush did not ask for how long to arrive in Lithuania, Chechen's team did not rush.

It is now March, and the winter snow has begun to melt. The originally frozen road was full of mud, which also added a lot of trouble to this journey.

Cheerchen will stop here for a while every time he goes to a village. He would be like a real caravan in the town square and the village center to sell the items on the two carriages ~ www.readwn.com~ which made Janus somewhat dissatisfied. Although there are still several months before the counteroffensive date set by the king and the marshal, there is more than enough time, but according to his own wishes, the sooner he can reach Lithuania, the better. But Cheerchen actually regarded himself as a businessman and started business all the way.

But Janush had made up his mind if it was something that was not important, he would not talk to Chechen, so even if he was waiting no matter how uncomfortable he was, Janush would endure it in the carriage.

Janush didn't ask, but Natalie was curious. Once again Natalie asked Le Chechen's intention to do this, Chechen said: "Since we are pretending to be caravans, then we must look like caravans. My uncle and I used to be a caravan who went to Smolensk. When a caravan acts as a guard, the leader of the caravan trades part of the caravan’s goods with the villagers every time they pass through a village, and then trades them for animal skins, linen and other goods. This way, it looks like a caravan. If If we rush all the way in a hurry, it will easily attract the attention of interested people."

Hearing Cheerchen's words, Natalie also took it seriously. She once again realized the difference in life experience between a noble lady like herself and Cheor Chen.

Sure enough, Cheerchen and the others did business all the way, not only did not arouse anyone's suspicion, some kind village chiefs also wrote to ask Cheerchen to bring them to the village at the checkpoint after buying high-quality and cheap goods. Working relatives, let them give Cheerchen their convenience.

However, many mountains will eventually meet tigers. On this day, Cheerchen and the others were stopped by a group of Swedish patrolmen.

"Hey, you guys. What about you. Stop right now to accept our Captain Carlsson's search." A Swedish dragoon in a red uniform ordered Chechen.