The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

"Snapped!"

Karl X closed the telescope forcefully. At this moment, his heart was so excited that a deep red mark was printed on the palm of his hand against the mirror of the telescope without knowing it.

"Really deserve a medal for the artilleryman who fired just now, and I want to reward him well." Karl X said to the people around him.

The adjutant who followed Karl X quickly wrote down these words.

The officers on the hills surrounding Karl X of course also saw a pontoon bridge of the Polish army blown up. Like their king, they believed that the Poles would be in chaos. The officers all congratulated Karl X, saying that God is blessing the Kingdom of Sweden.

Although Carl X's heart was a little buoyant, he still resisted showing it. He solemnly said to the officers: "Although God wants us to succeed, we still need some effort from ourselves. Everyone, God is with you."

The officers responded and ran down the hill one after another.

Below the hills, more Swedish troops are advancing.

At the ferry, the destruction of the pontoon did cause a lot of panic. Especially because it was the army recruited from the nobles in the middle that was destroyed. The discipline of these noble cavalry was not as reliable as the regular army. Now seeing that their only way of retreat has been blown up, they are even more anxious. . Some of them leaned over on the pontoon bridges on both sides, hoping to cross the river from the two intact pontoon bridges; some jumped directly into the water, or swam directly to the opposite bank, or grabbed broken planks and wooden barrels to swim across. ; Some people even walked back in panic.

The chaos of the noble cavalry was all seen by King Kazimierz. He had expected Janush to stop chaos and restore order, but Janush was not on the high platform. The anxious King Kazimierz found him in the crowd again.

"Janush, Janush. Where are you?" King Kazimierz exclaimed.

"The merciful king, Master Yanush is injured. Under the high platform." An anxious voice responded to King Kazimierz, but it was unfortunate news.

Hearing that his adviser was injured, King Kazimierz hurriedly jumped from the platform. He squeezed through the crowd under the protection of the guards and came to where Yanush was.

Yanush was lying on a blanket made of deerskin, and Mickiewicz was supporting Yanush's head. The voice that responded to the king just now was made by him.

King Kazimierz half kneeled before Yanush. At this time, the old Yanush's head was full of blood, and his lips were gray and white, and he had already lost consciousness.

"Mickiewicz, what is going on?" King Kazimierz asked.

"Your Majesty!" Mickiewicz said with tears: "The fragments from the shell that destroyed the pontoon just now hit my master's head. One of the sharp nails went in."

"God!" King Kazimierz exclaimed. Kazimierz knew very well in his heart that Janush might not be able to survive such a serious injury. The king held Janush's hand tightly, as if saying goodbye to the veteran who had been by his side.

Perhaps God didn't want to see Janush just leave without saying goodbye to his king, and Janush woke up.

"Janush, Janusz, you are awake." King Kazimierz held Janusz's hand tighter. Because he found that the old man's hands were getting colder and colder.

"Your Majesty," Janusch forced a smile. But that simple facial expression actually affected the wound, and Janush's entire face was deformed and twisted in pain.

King Kazimierz hurriedly told the old man not to speak, and comforted him that he would be better.

Janush shook his head. At this time, near the pontoon bridge, another dense burst of shells fell, and the surroundings became more and more panicked. The circle surrounding King Kazimierz and Janusz is getting smaller and smaller.

"Your Majesty, how many people have we passed?" Janush heard the gunfire and saw the crowd. He tried to sit up hard, how could he do it? .

"We have passed half of the people. Janusz, I'll order someone to send you there too." Seeing that Janusz was so badly injured but still worried about the war, there were tears in the eyes of King Kazimierz.

Janush gave a relieved smile.

He said in a faint voice to King Kazimierz: "Your Majesty, cross the river. Here is the leader of Saperga, he is prestigious, and he can handle it. Then I will take Jan Sobieski The general was transferred to take my place."

King Kazimierz nodded. Regarding Janush’s last suggestion, the king would never heed.

Janusz turned to Mickiewicz.

"Mickiewicz," Janusz took out a hand and touched Mickiewicz's face. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com he said: "My loyal child. I am gone, Natalie will depend on you to take care of it from now on. Go tell her and tell her that I no longer oppose her marriage to Cheor Chen. I betrayed. In keeping with my own promise, if God wants to punish, let God punish me. As long as Natalie can be happy and be happy."

"I will, I will. I will tell the lady, Master." Mickiewicz's face twitched in tears.

Another burst of gunfire came. Janush suddenly straightened up as if he had heard the call.

"May the Republic always defeat her enemies, and may the Republic live forever!"

Janush gave his final vow and passed away forever.

King Kazimierz, who was extremely sad, held Janush's stiff and fallen back and gently put it down. He closed Janush's eyes that had not yet been closed.

The crowd around Janush took off their hats and mourned Janush's body.

After the muesi, King Kazimierz stood up, wiped the tears from his face and put on his hat.

"Everything is done according to what Janush said. Get Jan Sobieski." King Kazimierz said to his entourage.

After giving this sentence, King Kazimierz said to Mickiewicz: "Mickiewicz, I will order someone to send the old man’s body to the other side. You now go find Natalie and take her Bring it back. The Kishka family has already paid too much for the Republic, and I must not let Janush’s only daughter have any accidents."

"Thank you, merciful king." Mickiewicz fell to the ground in tears, grateful for the king's careful attention to the Kishka family.

In the bastion guarded by the mercenary regiment, Natalie, who was directing a 6-pounder gun to fire, had a colic in her heart. She had a bad feeling, but she didn't know where it came from.