The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

　　 "Are the human brain circuits on your side so strange?"

　　 Baohong and Vasily Zolotarenko looked at Prince Alexei who hooked Yelisei’s neck, like a fool.

　　 It's okay for two people to win against two people; if there is one win and one loss, doesn't it mean that they have never been compared? Whose is the tie?

　　 "What? Are you timid? If you are not confident, I can leave you alone. With so many people out of the account, you can pick any one you like."

　　 Prince Alexei didn't realize it at all, or he was confident of his drinking capacity, and was still talking about it there.

　　 "His Royal Highness, I think the two guests mean..." Prince Alexei didn't expect it, it doesn't mean that others did not expect it. Yelisher, who was out of breath by Alexei, struggled to get to the ear of the prince and whispered to him.

　　 "Oh, uh, that's it."

　　 Listening to Yelishei's words, Prince Alexei nodded and made a hmm from time to time. He also realized the impropriety. During Yelishei's speech, he used the corner of his eye to give the two Cossack chiefs a glance, and then fled immediately.

　　 "So you should pick one of them, Your Royal Highness." Adjutant Yelishei suggested softly.

　　 But the prince seemed to turn a deaf ear to this suggestion, because it was equivalent to taking back what he had said. This is suffering for the prince who is accustomed to having trouble chasing after a word.

"What should I do? Since I said something, I can't change it. Otherwise, where do I put my dignity? But..." Prince Alexei contemplated, suddenly he glanced at the empty wine bottle on the table— —A way emerged.

When Yelishei finished speaking, Prince Alexei said to the two Cossack chiefs, "Do you think the great prince didn't think about this problem? We don’t look at who gets drunk first, let’s see. The dropped wine bottle. Isn't that solved."

　　 This is indeed a way, and it is fair. Baohong and Vasily Zolotarenko immediately agreed.

　　 No one noticed, the poor adjutant stood aside, blushing, as if hesitated to speak.

　　The wine was put up soon. There are ten bottles of vodka in front of everyone.

　　 "Which one of you will come first?" Prince Alexei asked.

"I."

　　 Bao Hong was the first one to fight, and of course he would not fall behind even if he drinks. The Cossack hero pulled out a bottle of wine, and poured it into his throat without a glass.

　　 After a while, a bottle of wine hit the bottom.

"good."

　　 Seeing Bao Hong drink happily, Prince Alexei is not to be outdone. He also picked up a bottle of vodka and drank it.

　　Vodka is a strong liquor, but the two of them drank plain water, bottle after bottle.

　　 On the other side, Vasily Zolotarenko also picked up a bottle of wine. He shook the bottle and said to Yelisei: "Hey, young man. Let's start too."

　　 But Yelishei didn't pick up the wine bottle. He stared at the wine bottle like poison.

　　 "If you don't drink, I will drink it." Seeing Yelishei's silence for a long time, Vasily Zolotarenko and others became a little impatient. He murmured and started pouring.

　　 At this time, Bao Hong and Prince Alexei had already had five bottles of wine, Alexei's skin was red, and Bao Hong's face became purple.

　　 "Yelisey, why don't you drink it? Drink it!" Seeing that there were still ten bottles of wine in front of his adjutant, Prince Alexei began to urge.

　　 At the urging of the prince, Yelishei had difficulty opening a bottle of wine. He grabbed the bottle and poured it slowly into the glass.

　　 This unhappy behavior caused a burst of laughter from Bao Hong and Vasily Zolotarenko.

　　 "Yelsey." Prince Alexei called out the name of his adjutant, urging him to hurry up.

　　 Finally, a glass of wine was filled. Yelishei picked up the glass, he swallowed a few times, and brought the glass to his lips.

　　 "I, I can't!"

　　 When everyone thought Yelishei was going to have a drink, the young adjutant put the glass down abruptly, his face pale, as if he had experienced an ordeal.

　　 "Yelisey, what's wrong with you?" Prince Alexei asked. He didn't understand what happened to his subordinate, who is usually very capable.

　　 "My prince. I, I," Yelishei said quietly, "I don't know how to drink."

　　Russian who doesn't know how to drink? ! Yelishei's answer was startled and his jaw dropped.

　　 "Yelisey, don't you know how to drink?"

　　 "Yes, Your Royal Highness. I have not been able to drink since I was a child, and I feel itchy all over my body when I drink..."

"Then you must have lost a lot of fun in the past twenty years. Come, come and have a sip today. I will find some young girls to scratch you when it itches." Prince Alexei picked up the wine glass that Yelishei had put down. , I want to force my adjutant.

　　 But Yelishei pushed away the prince’s hand holding the wine glass, and the young adjutant was unexpectedly stubborn.

　　 "Yelisey, the motherland needs your stomach."

　　The push could not be achieved, and Prince Alexei was also on fire. In his opinion, Yelishei was a traitor. Doesn’t he know what it means not to drink? The prince roared, ignoring the presence of outsiders.

　　 Alexei is so angry, it is really forgivable. Originally sent troops in winter, the czar and the nobles meant to eat alone, but the Cossacks of Zaporozhye did not abide by the agreement and approached Smolensk from the west. Zaporozhye needs a suitable excuse to participate in the Battle of Smolensk~www.readwn.com~ Why doesn't Tsarist Russia need a suitable reason to refuse?

　　Since we can't agree, we can only let God decide. So Prince Alexei agreed to take a gamble, but he didn't say anything.

　　 After drinking five bottles of vodka, Alexei has seen that Bao Hong's alcohol volume is not as good as his own. If he has two or three more bottles, he should be drunk. And after drinking the vodka in front of me, I can drink almost two bottles. Alexei is confident that he can drink one and a half of his opponents, as long as Yelishei drinks a few bottles, he can win the game.

　　 confessed to the bet, Bao Hong and Vasily Zolotarenko could only watch as they ate the fat of Smolensk. Unexpectedly, at a critical time, his adjutant dropped the chain.

　　 "His Royal Highness! I...cannot drink." Yelishei resisted the fear in his heart and insisted.

　　 His eyes are piercing, and he faces the prince. He is such a person to do something and not do something.

　　 "Do you know what it means for you to do this?"

　　 "May God forgive me."

　　 Alexei shook his head disappointedly. He wanted to shoot the adjutant who broke the big incident, but he still resisted it.

　　 "Let's go, from now on, you are no longer my adjutant."

　　 Yelishei stepped back and made a military salute. Then he withdrew from the camp.

　　 "Prince, we don't have to compare." Vasily Zolotarenko said.

　　 With one enemy and two, even if the prince’s drink volume is good, Vasily Zolotarenko didn’t think he could drink two people. Especially when he and Bao Hong's drinking capacity are not bad.

"Do not."

　　Alexey spit out a word. He knew he would lose, but the prince would never admit defeat.

　　 Just like Russia can be occupied, but it will never surrender.