The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

"Anjo, I want to ask you one thing."

Cheerchen said to Anjay solemnly.

Mihau also looked back at Chechen, wondering what he was going to say.

"Please don't please, just speak up if you have anything to do."

Cheerchen nodded gratefully, and said, "You know that I promised Natalie's father to accomplish two things before she can marry Natalie. Now we are blocked by the Swedes' fortress, and the other roads may The Kazimierz Palace is about to be attacked, so I hope you will allow me to move on and reach Kazimierz Palace as soon as possible. Of course, I will keep the Hessian mercenaries here to assist you. I am a recruit from Take a squadron from the squadron."

Regarding Cheerchen's request, Anjay and Mihav exchanged opinions. In fact, the fortress in front of us cannot be deployed due to the terrain restrictions. Even if there are many people here, it can only go part by part, and it will only be a refueling tactic in the end. Instead of this, it is better to let Cheerchen lead the people to continue the attack to Kazimierz Palace.

"Chechen, don't worry about going." Anjay said.

"Leave it to us here. Don't dare to Chechen, the nearby roads are under the enemy's firepower, how did you get there?" Mihaouye agreed with Chechen to move on, but he still had a question.

"Don't worry about this, we have our own way." Cheerchen said confidently.

So Chechen and Fatima led more than a hundred soldiers of the mercenary regiment into the house on the left, while Pedro led another hundred troops into the house on the right.

Then, there was one explosion after another in the houses on both sides. The soldiers of the mercenary regiment went through the fire range of the fortress under the cover of the house. When they encountered a wooden house, they used a chop axe and a chick to dig it, and when they encountered a solid stone wall, they blasted a gap with a grenade.

This is also the tactics they summed up in that village encounter.

"Hey, this kid really has a way!" Anjay admired as he looked at the smoke-filled house.

"Look, there are still people who have learned something." Mihav squinted and motioned Anjay to look to the sides, and saw that the soldiers and horses of Jan Sobieski and Jerzy Khaletsky also learned from Chechen. They look through the wall from inside the house. And Jerzy Khaletsky’s troops dragged a three-pounder gun forward in an exaggerated manner.

"These two guys really only eat meat and don't chew bones." Seeing that they threw the hard bone of the fortress to Mikhau and himself, especially the people of Jerzy Khaletsky who had artillery but didn't help. Anjay spit on the ground dissatisfiedly.

The three troops passed through the wall at the same time, so such a big movement could not be hidden from the enemy. The Swedes in the fortress noticed the abnormal movement on both sides. They used muskets and fired artillery. But because the vision is blocked by the walls of the house, all shooting can only be a rough shot, and it is impossible to accurately kill the soldiers in the house.

After crossing two or three hundred meters, Jerzy Khaletski and Jan Sobieski dispersed on both sides, while the mercenary group continued to move forward. At this time, the mercenary group encountered more than 30 Swedish soldiers guarding a crossroad.

The Swedish guarding here will of course not allow the enemy to pass under his nose. As a result, fierce fighting quickly broke out at the crossroads. Cheerchen and Pidro had to double-team, leading the soldiers and the Swedes into a battle.

The two sides first made a volley of each other, and each fell some people. Then, while the Swedish soldiers were filling the gunpowder, Pidro jumped out of the window lattice, and rushed up first.

Right in front of Pidro's charge was a chunky German. The others only have a musket, and this chunky German officer is different. One after another, he took the filled musket handed by a servant-like person, and fired one after another at the charging mercenary group.

His marksmanship was excellent. Three soldiers of the mercenary regiment who followed Pidro were killed or injured by bullets shot by the German.

Pidro continued rushing forward desperately. At this time, the mercenary regiment led by Cheer Chen boarded the second floor of a building next to the street. They used crowbars and iron cones to pry open the wall bricks and smashed the glass on the inside of the second floor of the house, and pressed them through the shooting port. Swedish Musketeer at the crossroads.

The Swedish soldier attacked above his head panicked.

The pudgy officer put the quasi-heart in his calibre and was about to shoot Pedro who had rushed in front of him, but the bullets shooting around him affected his mind. The officer heard a bullet that was very close to him. He bowed his head instinctively. But in such a sudden effort, Pidro's hand half-sword pierced his neck. Then, blood shot out from his wound like a fountain.

Seeing Pidro stabbed the enemy officer to death, the morale of the soldiers of the mercenary regiment was greatly boosted. They jumped over the sandbags and fought fiercely with the Swedish soldiers. Although they are not as good as these Swedish soldiers compared to the combat skills and disciplined mercenary recruits, the same hatred and large numbers of people have given them extraordinary courage. The Swedish soldiers suffered from the enemy up and down, and they did not know what was behind the enemy. How many people, plus the officer was stabbed to death by Pietro, the morale plummeted. Under this change, the remaining Swedish soldiers quickly couldn't resist and retreated one after another.

But the Swedish soldiers only retreated, not retreated. After meeting with their colleagues guarding the next block, they occupied the tall buildings on the adjacent street and continued to resist. Chechen, who joined Pidro after going downstairs, was constantly shot by Swedish soldiers on both sides of the street and had to stop their advance. The mercenary group marched along the street without any cover, and the grenade used to break the wall had already been used up, and Chechen and Pidro could only be anxious in the constant shooting of the Swedish soldiers.

Just when Cheerchen was preparing to bite the bullet and storm, the remaining Polish residents in Warsaw helped Cheerchen and them a lot.

A Polish citizen risked his life and ran to Chechen and Pidro, and pointed them to a narrow path to go around to the back door of the building.

Under the leadership of the Polish citizen, Fatima led half of the soldiers into the path one by one. The mercenaries who broke into the back door quickly started a hand-to-hand battle with the Swedish soldiers. The Swedish soldiers had no idea that the enemy would appear behind them. They were quickly driven out of the house. Some were even taken from the windows upstairs by the soldiers of the mercenary regiment. Threw it out.

Pidro, who was blocked in the street, led the mercenaries to take advantage of the opportunity to keep advancing, and all the Swedish soldiers who had no time to run away were stabbed to death.

At the same time, among the other siege forces, Jan Zenović’s troops had already conquered the South Gate of Warsaw and continued to advance north; Jan Skrzedowski’s Eastern Army was in the east. The progress of the face is also very fast, his troops approached Kazimierz Palace almost at the same time as Jan Zenovic. So far, the Polish army has conquered the inner and outer walls of Warsaw. Except for the Kazimierz Palace and some important strongholds, the Swedish soldiers defended it quite firmly. The other strongholds in the city have been captured by the Polish troops.

As the largest stronghold in the city of Warsaw, Arvid Widenberg deployed the most elite garrison of five hundred people to the Kazimierz Palace, accompanied by a large number of artillery. Without occupying here, the battle would not be over. Jan Skrzeduski and Jan Zenovic did not blindly attack immediately, because the two officers knew very well that the Swedish soldiers would fight for the last time in the palace.

After destroying the Swedish army in the way, Chechen attacked the vicinity of the palace almost at the same time with the troops of General Çarnieski.

At this time, the third mercenary regiment commanded by Yelisei and marching towards the Kazimierz Palace slowed down because the first two troops were progressing smoothly, and there was no need for reinforcements for the time being. This also caused a problem.

The thing is like this: In Yelishei let the soldiers rest on the spot and rescued and assisted the wounded Polish soldiers back to the camp, but his soldiers actually regarded this as a hint that the officer allowed them to looting. These Hessians hired The cavalry of the soldiers kicked open the doors of shops and buildings in the surrounding streets and looted them wantonly. If Yelishei hadn't reacted early, I don't know what bad things they would do.

But the behavior of the Hessian mercenaries looting everywhere was still seen by other Polish soldiers. This laid a hidden danger for the future.

When it was dark, except for the fortress in the Xicheng street that had been unable to be attacked for a long time, the gunfire in other places gradually subsided, only the occasional two shots were heard.

Aunt Varvara took the handymen of the mercenary regiment to send dinner to the soldiers on the front line. They collected all the artillery scattered around by the Swedes and prepared to support Chechen's attack on the Kazimierz Palace.

In the Dongcheng District of Warsaw City, Jerzy Khaletsky, who was supposed to wipe out the remnants of the Xicheng District, brought his illegitimate son and a team of confidants to a villa that had not been destroyed by artillery fire.

"Cuckoo, Cuckoo!" Coppola, learning from the cuckoo's call, called to the quiet villa in the dark. Immediately, the villa echoed "I know, I know."

Colonel Jerzy Khaletsky, who was standing behind his own illegitimate son, walked out of the darkness.

"Lieutenant Hegel, I'm here!" Colonel Jerzy Khaletsky whispered as he approached the villa with a torch.

A red-bearded man in a German mercenary uniform walked out.

"Haletsky, did you bring the money?" asked Lieutenant Hegel with the red beard.

Jerzy Khaletsky ordered his men to throw twenty bags of money in front of Hegel.

"A bag of a thousand taylors, do you want to count?" Jerzy Khaletsky asked.

Hegel cracked his mouth full of cavities.

"No, I can trust you~www.readwn.com~ Hegel said.

"Where is the one I want?" Jerzy Khaletsky asked.

Hegel clapped his hands. Then, two German musketeers came out carrying a gagged Swede.

"Congressman Otto Standbok, the commander of Warsaw's Eastern District. He was about to escape into the Kazimierz Palace, but was stunned by my surprise attack." Hegel pointed to the humanity.

Jerzy Khaletsky nodded in satisfaction.

"This is what I want, Hegel," Jerzy Khaletsky said.

Hegel smiled triumphantly.

Although German mercenaries have always been known for their hard work and loyalty to their duties, there is no shortage of villains like Hegel who will sell their owners and seek glory in times of crisis. They kidnapped the employer and gave it to the enemy in exchange for a way to survive and money.

"Then our transaction is complete, Colonel?"

"Done, goodbye. Hegel."

Jerzy Khaletsky ordered Otto Standbock to be carried away, while Hegel's accomplices hidden in the villa ran out to pick up Taylor all over the floor.

Suddenly, Jerzy Khaletsky, who was ten steps away, turned his head and smiled strangely.

"Oh, yes. Lieutenant, is there anyone in the villa?"

"No more." Hegel replied casually, just picking up the purse.

"I can rest assured that."

"What do you mean?"

Hegel finally became alert.

With the sound of a cannon, a fire flashed in the villa behind Hegel, and then countless muskets fired behind Jerzy Khaletsky.

Hegel and his companion fell in a pool of blood.

"Feel sorry."

Jerzy Khaletsky picked up a Taylor who rolled to his side.

"I want people, and I want money."