The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

Because it was getting late, the Polish troops arriving at Kazimierz Palace from all directions did not launch a general offensive against Kazimierz Palace for the time being. Although the night can weaken the accuracy of the Swedes' firepower, the impact on the attackers is also huge. Moreover, once the first wave of attacks fails, fear will spread more quickly in the dark than in the day.

On this day, King Kazimierz, Queen Ludwig and others had been standing on a high ground outside the city, condescendingly watching the general offensive. Every one of them was filled with joy. No one expected that the general attack would proceed so smoothly. According to the estimation by King Kazimierz beforehand, the most optimistic result is that it will take three days and earth to completely win Warsaw City. But now, in only one day, except for the Kazimierz Palace and a stronghold in the West City, the Swedes have lost control of Warsaw.

Whenever a knight came to the king's stand, King Kazimierz's face turned red. Because today he heard mostly good news, either the fortress was captured, or the tall building fell into the hands of the Republican Army.

On this day, King Kazimierz deeply felt the blessings of God and the most merciful Mother.

"You are really my great benefactor, my wife. If you hadn't brought the oracle, I'm afraid I would have made the wrong decision and led the army away from Warsaw. No, my queen, you are not only me His benefactor is also the benefactor of the Republic.” King Kazimierz praised his wife with all kinds of praise without hesitation. And no one on all sides thinks these words are exaggerated or exaggerated.

Marshal Lubaumacki also joined the ranks of praising Queen Ludwig. He treated the queen like a saint. Lubao Macki knelt down in front of the queen and kissed the queen's hand. Because of her, she finally became famous.

Janusz and Potocki were of course beaming. The two elders seemed to see the reappearance of the heyday of the Republic.

The spectator continued until night fell. When the high ground was completely covered by darkness, King Kazimierz and his party returned to the barracks.

Before the king's camp, Prince Mihavu was waiting anxiously. Standing next to the prince were two wing cavalrymen, escorting Senator Otto Standbok. This was "buy" by Prince Mihavu from Colonel Jerzy Khaletsky for 40,000 Taylor.

Of course, Prince Mihav didn't have so much money to pay Jerzy Khaletsky, and that 20,000 Taylor was all he could raise. Prince Mihav’s mother, Princess Galisaide, gave her son six thousand Taylors when he was out on the expedition, and he gave him six thousand Taylors as travel expenses and for making friends with dignitaries. He gave the remaining five thousand Taylors to Jerzy Khaletsky. , And borrowed 20,000 Taylors from the Jewish merchants who accompanied the army.

Prince Mihav’s wishful thinking is very good: as long as he fulfills the two conditions proposed by Janush and marries Natalie as his wife, then relying on the huge wealth of the Kishka family, 20,000 Taylors are nothing but A small amount; besides, if you are really rushed, your mother can ask Uncle Jan Zamois for help.

Finally, Prince Mihavu finally waited for the return of King Kazimierz. Prince Mihav was happy to see that his future father-in-law Janush was also there.

"Your Majesty!" Prince Mihavu shouted with his head up and chest up.

King Kazimierz glanced at Prince Mihavu. He immediately recognized who was standing by.

Regarding Mihav Vishnevitsky, King Kazimierz took a high look because he was a loyal son. Seeing him standing outside the camp, it was obvious that something was coming to him. King Kazimierz happily asked him warmly and asked about his intentions.

"Your Majesty, I brought you a captive." Prince Mihavu said excitedly.

Then, two wing cavalry pushed Senator Otto Standbok out. Senator Otto Standbok was gagged with a rag at this time. He stood quietly, neither struggling nor begging for help, as if he had confessed his fate.

Old man Potocki was familiar with every upper-level figure in the Kingdom of Sweden. He whispered in the ear of King Kazimierz: "Otto Standbok, a member of the Kingdom of Sweden. He is also a commander south of Warsaw."

This is the first great figure captured by the Republic since the Republic of Poland invaded Warsaw. King Kazimierz was pleased when he heard this. He said to Prince Mihav: "Our young eagle, tell us how you captured this congressman."

After the captives, Jerzy Khaletski had already prepared the script for Prince Mihavu. It was nothing more than that Prince Mihav led the soldiers into Warsaw. In the street fight, he encountered a small group of Swedish soldiers who had been escorted by Congressman Otto Standbok, who was in a coma. Prince Mihav took the men. They broke them up and captured the congressmen.

Prince Mihavu recites it as it was written.

Although the story was lacklustre, King Kazimierz listened with relish. Janush was even more joyful. After all, the person he fancy is one step ahead of the Alvar Chechen.

After listening to Prince Mihavu's account, King Kazimierz took off a ring.

"Take it, our young eagle. I hope you can become a hero of the Republic like your father." King Kazimierz encouraged.

Prince Mihav retreated happily. When he turned around, the prince saw that Janush was also smiling appreciatively at him.

The prince at this time, because of his reputation, has long forgotten how Otto Standbok became his captive. He regarded himself as a hero, and the originally fabricated story was so real and so historical.

"Yes, Otto Standbok was captured alive by himself. If anyone dares to question this fact, then let him taste the saber." Prince Mihavu said to himself.

"Even Jerzy Khaletski." Prince Mihavu added to himself.

The next day, without the permission of King Kazimierz, all soldiers and horses launched a general attack on the Kazimierz Palace.

Of course, everyone has a good reason for not asking the king for instructions. That is: Yesterday, His Majesty the King has issued the order of the general attack, but has not sent an order to stop the attack, so of course all soldiers and horses should continue to attack.

Precisely because of this, the attack on Kazimierz Palace entered a state of chaos and disorder from the beginning. Thousands of soldiers crowded together in front of the gate of the iron fence. In the boiling, it is shocking. The militia of Çarnetsky and the soldiers of Jan Skrzeduski who attacked from the front of the Kazimierz Palace formed an order in the hail-like shells, bullets, fire and smoke, and the groans and shouts of the wounded. Thousands of soldiers flocked to the gate in the maelstrom of fear. Disregarding the muzzle and spear of the Swedish Musketeers who were close at hand, they hit the gate with a T-shaped pick, long axe, and butt. Thousands of men's arms were pushing the gate frantically. They wanted to push the door open. Some people seemed to be hit suddenly and fell to the ground. Others immediately squeezed up to fill the gap they left, trampling their bodies. Everyone just wanted to get into the door. rush.

Although the Swedish soldiers can proudly claim that before them, no matter who they are, they have never had such a tenacious defense in the world, but the Polish attack is exceptionally tough and tenacious. Finally, the gate of the iron fence could not withstand such a strong push, the bolts on both sides loosened, and the gate collapsed suddenly. Some Swedish soldiers could not dodge and were crushed to the ground by the gate, and then they were trampled into mud by the Polish soldiers.

Soldiers poured into the large garden between the main building of the Kazimierz Palace and the two side buildings. They were flanked on three sides, and bullets were fired desperately towards the gate from the windows of each high-rise building, and the entire garden was instantly enveloped by gunpowder and fire. But even if the people in front were afraid and wanted to escape, they couldn't do it because the subsequent soldiers were pushing them, layer after layer, and they were tightly packed, which made the people in front. There is no escape.

Because of the huge horse-rejecting horses placed in front of the main building, Polish soldiers focused their attacks on both sides. After enduring the first wave of bullet baptism, the living people rushed to the gates of the side buildings on both sides. They used simple siege hammers made from the branches of precious trees that were broken by artillery fire in the garden, and they kept hitting the blocked gate. These trees usually require seven or eight people to be able to lift them, but at this moment, everyone has exerted their strength supernormally, and only five people lifted them.

Those windows, those shooting holes dug from the wall, and the barrels of the muskets sticking out everywhere, kept firing. The smoke that was enveloped in them could not dissipate for a long time. Even in broad daylight, people could not distinguish face to face. Despite this, Polish soldiers continued to attack with perseverance. The door couldn't be opened for a while, so they used a ladder to climb up the window and shooting hole, drag the enemy's hot barrel from the shooting hole with their hands, and slam the lead fence with the tail of the axe.

Cheer Chen led a squadron of soldiers also joined the attack. Of course, he joined the battle against his orders.

Because the forces assigned by Saperga to attack the Kazimierz Palace were members of Jan Sobieski and Colonel Jerzy Khazicki. Mihavu and Anjey were excluded from the list of attacks on the Kazimierz Palace due to heavy losses in the early period and a stronghold to be removed. Originally, Cheer Chen had to cooperate with two friends. However, after requesting and handing over the mercenary regiment to Mihau and Andrzej, he led a troop alone to secretly participate in the attack on the Kazimierz Palace.

Jan Sobieski regarded Chechen's participation as an important force, and turned a blind eye to his behavior in ignoring orders.

The walls on the side of the Kazimierz Palace were blocked by the Swedes with muskets. As long as the Polish soldiers outside the wall showed their heads, they would be hit hard. Fortunately, the officers of Jan Sobieski have also participated in the drills of offensive and defensive wars in the village, and they are also familiar with how to break through walls. They fired directly at the wall with artillery, blasting the wall open and rushing in.

The door on the side was also tightly blocked. Tetsuchen who rushed in opened the door with a small opening.

"Dynamite, dynamite." Cheerchen shouted.

An explosive canister was handed over in an instant. Cheerchen settled it in, and then immediately ordered everyone to disperse. Everyone spread out on both sides, clinging to the wall. Fatima also stood in front of Cheorchen, holding a steel shield in her hand, adding an extra layer of cover for Cheorchen. Then there was a moment's wait, everyone hoped that the explosives could exert their power.

Finally, there was a loud noise, and piles of smoke leaped into the sky, Cheechen led Fatima back to the original place. They saw that although the blast failed to blast the solid gate to pieces, it broke the door lock on it and exploded a few thick square logs. These square logs had been chopped in a mess. When they were blown by explosives, the iron bars inside the door were bent, and the lower part of the door was gone. In this way, a person's mouth was created on the gate. But this opening is too small, only enough for a person to get in through this entrance.

The Polish soldiers continued their efforts, and the damaged gate was immediately smashed by the long axe and cross hoes, and the arms of a dozen strong men pushed hard, so they just listened to a loud bang, and there was a big bang on it. The door panel collapsed in response, exposing the black hole in the front room. In this darkness, seven or eight Swedish Musketeers' muskets were flashing and spraying. But the crowds are raging, and they move forward, just like the force of the flood that destroys everything after the bank bursts. Cheerchen rushed in among the crowd.

At the same time, some other tough soldiers also broke into the window and launched a brutal confrontation with cold weapons inside the building~www.readwn.com~ They occupied one room, one room, one corridor, one corridor. , Take down one floor by floor. The walls of the building had long been severely damaged by shooting holes, so the ceilings of several rooms collapsed. The Poles and Swedes who were fighting were buried in the rubble.

None of the Swedes begged, and naturally no one was willing to forgive them easily. In certain corridors and aisles, corpses were everywhere, and Sweden piled up human corpses as barriers to block the advance of the attackers. In order to prevent the corpse from being used, they grabbed the dead man’s hair with his hands, held the corpse’s feet, and threw the corpse from the window. Down.

The Swedes, who had lost a third of their positions, were still fighting fiercely. They waved their numb arms, mustered their courage, and launched a desperate counterattack against the attackers. Their faces were dripping with blood, and many people couldn't stand up and could only kneel on their knees. Even so, they were doing a dying fight. They were attacked from all sides and forced to every corner.

Even the Poles praised these Scandinavian warriors: Guys, you really deserve to be heroes.

They died silently and calmly, fulfilled their duty as a soldier, and lived up to their reputation. The stone statues in the building and the statues of ancient heroes were all splattered with blood. They were silently watching the massacre in their eyes. And killing.

In the main building of the Kazimierz Palace, Wiedenberg is watching everything through the shooting hole. His thumbs were constantly rubbing, and when he saw Polish soldiers appearing in the fourth window of the side building, Wiedenberg said silently: "It's time to start."

Behind him is a whole force that has not been put on the battlefield.