The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

Let alone Çarnetski’s concerns.

In Kaffa, after Viscount Hessian asked this silly question, Cheerchen stepped forward and gave Viscount Hessian a melon.

What this guy thinks all day long!

Cheerchen said to Viscount Hessian: "You don't want a woman, you want a man, a man."

Seeing Viscount Hessian touching his painful head by Cheerchen, his face showed a smile that translated into the language of "The original leader is good, no wonder..." Cheerchen really wanted to go up and give his **** a smile. foot. But in the end Cheerchen resisted the impulse.

"I want to expand the mercenary group." Cheerchen said to Viscount Hessian: "Recruited from slaves."

Cheerchen's plan was also temporarily unintentional. Speaking of it, I was inspired when I was tricked into the slave market by Oksana. After reaching a deal with Kemal this time, Cheer Chen's idea of ​​recruiting and expanding the mercenary group from slaves was strengthened even more.

After all, the Hessian mercenaries as their core force have no more than a hundred men, and Kemal’s Sudanese soldiers do not seem to be so reliable, whether it is combat effectiveness or loyalty; and those from Crimea who may come over in the future. Tatars, it might be okay to hit the tailwind. If you suffer a setback, it's better to get rid of it. If you turn against the tide, you might sell yourself.

So Cheerchen is looking for an ally, an ally who is really willing to serve him and can fight. And his goal is the slaves in the Kafar slave market.

These slaves were all strong men who were taken captive by the Crimean Tatars from Ukraine and Tsarist Russia. On the way). According to Cheechen's estimation, there are estimated to be two to three thousand men who have not been sold in the slave market in Kafa. Arming them with weapons will give them confidence. Moreover, Cheerchen doesn't have to worry about these people betraying him. Because the slaves followed Cheerchen, Cheerchen would give them freedom and money, which fell into the hands of other slave owners, and they had to work all their lives to death. If you encounter some abnormalities, life is better than death.

Cheerchen briefly gave his thoughts to Viscount Hessian, and Viscount Hessian knew that this was a big business. He quickly put away his hippie smile and went to the slave trader named Harmon whom Cheerchen said. NS.

Around lunch time, Harmon was brought to Cheerchen by Viscount Hessian.

The incident of the coup d'etat at Pasha’s residence and the appearance of armed men on the wharf last night has long been spread to the ears of slave traders through Kafa’s all-pervasive information network. Unable to know that the news was too fragmented, and some slave traders used false reports, the Hessian mercenaries were actually treated as Cossack sailors.

As a result, Harmon and other slave traders were all anxious, because for more than a decade Cossack sailors had been attacking the Crimean Khanate and the cities of the Ottoman Turkish Empire from the sea. Even one year, the Cossacks sneaked along the route of the Black Sea all the way to Istanbul, setting off a "firework" for the Sultan of Ottoman Turkey. The Cossacks were the cruelest to slave traders. -Peeling skin, piercing, pouring mercury... the total penalty is the favorite of the Cossacks.

Therefore, when Viscount Hessian came to the door, the frightened Harmon even wanted to kill himself with poison, at least it would be a happy death. Harmon was scared to death again when the medicine came to his lips. He collected the poison and followed the Viscount Hessian to Pasha's mansion.

"I'm not afraid of death, just wait and die again, wait and die again." Harmon "comforted" himself.

"Harmon, we meet again."

When Cheerchen's voice came, and Harmon, who was worried and bowed his head, recognized Cheerchen, his heart was finally put down and lifted up.

The man in front of me knew him, and his hair was not shaved and combed into a lock. It should not be a Cossack, so his life was saved. But he once sold him the old, weak, sick, and disabled slaves at a high price. Could he ever return? God came to find himself afterwards?

Harmon saluted Cheerchen. He first offered to give him part of the money cheated by Cheer Chen, and then changed his words and said that it was all. After another meeting, Harmon felt that Cheerchen didn't look for himself for money, so he boldly asked Cheerchen what he was calling for him.

Cheerchen didn't agree with Harmony, and directly put forward his own request.

"My lord, I heard you right. Are you saying you want to buy all the men in Kfar City?"

Harmon was shocked by Cheerchen's big hand. He suspected that he had heard it wrong, and digs out his ear vigorously.

"Yes, all the male officials and their family members." Cheerchen confirmed and added another one.

"This, this..." Harmon hesitated.

"What? Is there any problem?"

"No, no. Just to buy these thousands of slaves, the money spent is astronomical." Harmon reminded Chechen carefully.

"Money is not a problem, I only want people. And you go back and say to your friends, pay with one hand and pay with the other. I will never default." Cheerchen assured Harmon.

Harmon left with Cheer Chen's assurance.

Early in the morning of the next day, several slave traders came to the door with a dozen slaves. They are here to test, to see if Cheerchen is really convinced. As a result, Cheer Chen really bought the slave at the market price.

After that, the slave traders became bolder. They began sending slaves to Pasha's residence by dozens or even hundreds. With the decrease in the number of male officials in Kaffa City, the price has risen accordingly. After seeing Cheerchen's "honesty", some slave traders began to bid up their prices. Cheechen severely taught them with a whip after finding out.

On the third day, Tatars appeared among the slaves. Cheerchen knew that the male corpses that Kapha had saved were basically bought out by him. He decisively stopped the transaction.

In three days, Cheerchen bought a total of 2,617 slaves and spent a total of 20,000 gold coins equivalent to Taylor. Among them, there are 2440 young and strong men, and among these people, their family members are only a few hundred people, and they are mainly adult women.

Cheerchen arranged for the slaves he bought to be stationed outside the city. He was not worried that these slaves would run away. In a country where everyone relies on slave hunting for their livelihoods, leaving their protection, waiting for them either die or be sold back to Kafa.

No one knew that these three days were also the three days that Cheerchen feared the most. Because I only have more than a hundred people on hand, I can only reunite in Pasha's mansion. And Kemal's Sudanese soldiers were always on guard when their strength was insufficient. If there were any changes inside or outside the city of Kafa, it would be really difficult for him to suppress them.

Fortunately, Isilan Glyy took almost all the soldiers from the entire Khanate in order to attack Ackerman, and the largest slave trader group in Kafa City temporarily chose to stand with him because of its silver bullet offensive. .

These three days were also the busiest three days for Cheerchen. Whenever another group of slaves were sent in, Cheerchen had to pick them up personally and persuade them to do their jobs. The condition is to give them freedom and money in the future. Most of the slaves accepted Cheorchen's persuasion, but for a small number of timid and unreasonable people who wanted to sit on the ground and raise the price, Cheorchen kept them all in the dungeon in the mansion. After Cheerchen captured Bergzisalay, he was going to sell the unscrupulous ones among these people to Harmon again.

Now Cheerchen finally possessed a force sufficient to rule Kafa City. And his most urgent task now is to train these slaves so that they know how to fight and get to the battlefield as soon as possible.

Sooner or later Bergzissale will get news that he must send troops to occupy there as soon as possible.

Cheer Chen wanted to catch the training himself, but now he is really inseparable. As expected by Cheechen, Mehmet Pasha started to regret after writing down the paperwork. He mentioned several times that Cheechen had to stay on hold for the time being and return the paperwork he wrote against Ishran Glyy. for myself. This is the end of the matter, Cheerchen would not obey him, but after all, he still has to rely on Mahmad’s Pasha title to deter and drive the Sudanese soldiers, so Cheerchen can only cheer on Mahmad Pasha from time to time. Good words to persuade, hold on to Mehmet Pasha.

And Fatima next to Chechen is a good at sneaking and assassinating, but training recruits is not her specialty. Of course, this is not to say that Tima does not have this ability. If she is given ten or eight years, Fatima will be able to train a group of outstanding assassins. What Kechechen needs now is not a killer, but an upright soldier.

As for Viscount Hessian, his abilities are competent. After fighting side by side for so long, Cheerchen slowly began to trust this guy. But when Chechen was away, he was inseparable from leading the Hessian mercenaries to guard Pasha's mansion and to maintain law and order in the city of Kafa.

When people come to use, Fang hates less. At this time, Cheerchen regretted not bringing Yelishei.

After thinking about it, Cheerchen had to call Stepan Racine over. Stepan Racine kept his promise. When Viscount Hessen was ordered by Chechen to find him, Stepan Racine was waiting in a tavern near the slave market. But Cheerchen's accommodation fee for him turned into wine on the table. He is also a good drinker, even after drinking twelve bottles of vodka, he is not at all drunk. Since Stepan was Russian and most of the slaves Cheerchen bought were from Tsarist Russia, Cheerchen arranged for Stepan Racine to be a team leader. And Stepan Racine didn't let Cheechen down either, he used his whip and fists to manage his team in an orderly manner.

When Cheerchen just opened his head and said that he wanted to find someone to train and manage these bought slaves, Stepan Racine immediately fell to his knees. He kissed Cheechen's toe with his mouth, acting like a loyal slave-this is what he advertised.

"Master, please leave this task to me, I will train them in three days!" Stepan Racine assured Cheerchen firmly.

Three days!

Cheerchen couldn't believe Stepan's guarantee. In his expectation, ten days is the least.

"What are you going to do?" Cheerchen asked.

"I only want the master to improve and give me two things."

"what?"

"Weapons and vodka."

Stepan Racine further explained: "Master, you don't know us Russians. We Russians are a natural fighting nation. We will cut people from birth; and as long as they are given wine, they will be like cats. Obedience."

"It will also eat people like a tiger." Cheechen slandered to himself.

But Stepan's statement that Russians are born to fight is not a lie. While in Smolensk, Chechen had seen with his own eyes how those Russian soldiers with bare chests, axes and heavy hammers in their hands fought without fear of death.

The next day, in a temporary camp outside the city of Kaffa, piles of weapons and vodka appeared in front of the slaves. They looked at the vodka and salivated. If it hadn’t been for them that they hadn’t drunk today, because their heads were sober, they would still know that they were afraid of the whip in the hands of Stepan Racine, the saber on his waist, and the pistol on his belt, and the team behind him who had risen to heaven because of Stepan Racine. Squad of soldiers, they must have rushed to **** it desperately.

Stepan Racine's whip knocked the glass bottle of vodka, and he successfully attracted the attention of the slaves.

"Want to drink?" Stepan Racine asked.

In fact, there is no need to ask this question at all, just look at their greedy eyes to know the answer.

Stepan Racine didn't wait for them to answer. He grabbed a heavy hammer and threw it at a sturdy guy with a muscular knot~www.readwn.com~ and threw another axe to Na Biao. The people around the big man.

"You two fight a game in pairs, and whoever wins will be rewarded with a bottle of vodka." Stepan Racine said directly to the slaves without using fancy words.

Vodka is the best mobilization. As soon as Stepan Racine's words fell, the slaves rushed towards the weapons. They have chosen the ones that are heavy, and the combination of page hammer and steel shield is their favorite.

The first two slaves assigned by Stepan Racine are examples. One of them used a heavy hammer and a steel shield, and the other used a steel shield with an axe. The two of them started fighting first. The armor that the weapon struck from time to time clinked. After only three rounds, the muscular and sturdy man spotted an opportunity for the opponent to block, overturned the steel shield that had been protecting him, and knocked the opponent to the ground.

Just when the heavy hammer of the sturdy man was about to hit his opponent's forehead, Stepan Racine stopped it in good time.

"Stop!" Stepan Racine shouted.

The heavy hammer of the big man stopped just a few centimeters from the guy's face.

Stepan Racine used two handcrafts to hook out a bottle of vodka and threw it at the big man.

"What's your name?" Stepan Racine asked.

"Xie Miao, Xie Miao Gotonov."

Stepan Racine nodded.

"Okay, Semyon Gotonov. You will be the captain from today."

The people who were still fighting all around looked at Semyon Gotonov with jealousy. Then, they fought harder.

Stepan Racine wanted this effect. He encouraged loudly, raising the winner's hand from time to time to encourage others.

Throughout the day, there was no break in the beating in this temporary camp. People who don't know also because this is an arsenal.