The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

The reason is so reasonable and reasonable, even Chechen and Bayezid Khan have no reason to object. And to see Natalie again, Cheerchen still faintly expects.

The nobles retreated to the sides, waiting for the arrival of the Polish envoys.

After a while, Natalie was in front and Mickiewicz was behind, and the two walked in.

Everyone was shocked by Natalie's beauty today, and some lechers even stared at Natalie's eyes intently.

Cheerchen looked at Natalie's face, and Natalie just glanced at him when she walked by Cheerchen, and then stopped looking at him.

Cheerchen was faintly uneasy, not because Cheerchen didn't look at herself, but because Natalie today is too gorgeous, and she is always face to the sky.

This is not in line with common sense.

Vaguely, Cheerchen felt that there was a martyred light on Natalie.

"The Deputy Envoy of the Republic of Poland Natalie Kishka thanked the Khan of the Crimean Khanate for the hospitality of our mission." Natalie walked five steps away from Muhammad Gley and said with a slight bow.

"You have a long-standing friendship between our two countries, which should be the case. Oh, yes, is the Duke's health better?" Muhammad Gley asked formulaically.

"The Duke is very well. He couldn't come to say goodbye because of his occasional illness, so he specifically asked me to come. The Duke has another gift for me to bring you." Natalie said as usual, as if she was completing a task.

Ordinary people don't think, but Cheerchen knows very well that Natalie shouldn't be so peaceful, because she and herself have just experienced the same thing.

"She is suppressing her feelings, what is she planning?" Chechen couldn't help but guess.

So what will Natalie plan? It can’t be a real gift, because she never mentioned it when she had a good relationship with herself, and the gift from the mission had already been given when the mission met for the first time. .

Immediately, he guessed an answer, which made him chill-Natalie wanted to approach Muhammad Glyy and kill him.

No, maybe not to kill him, but to hijack and let Muhammad Gley fulfill his promise.

But no matter what it was, it was impossible for Natalie to get back all over.

At this time, Natalie was only three steps away from Muhammad Glyy.

Indeed, Natalie had the idea of ​​holding Muhammad Gley. She lost her love in Bergzisale, and the Republic of Poland was played by pagans again, and all her efforts were in vain. Natalie felt ashamed to hear the old duke lying ill in bed and seeing the Tatar cavalry show off at the mission station. She has only one idea left, which is to complete the task and complete the task in her own way.

Natalie is only good at swordsmanship and martial arts, so she decides to use the knife to make Muhammad Glyy fulfill her promise. She wanted to put the knife on this Khan's neck, and let him sign again in front of all the *** to fulfill the pledge of alliance and dispatch of troops.

Natalie was only two steps away from Muhammad Glyy. At this moment, Natalie could see clearly the veins protruding from the dark neck of the hypocritical Khan. The Khan guards closest to Muhammad Glyy were all ten steps away from him. This is not to say that Muhammad Gley and his men did not pay attention to their own safety. It is really that no one would have thought that anyone would be so bold and brazen to hold the Khanate in front of the nobles and guards of the Crimean Khanate. sweat. Even those nobles who asked Bayezid Khan for Chechen's help, they only dared to use tactics or think of assassination, but no one had ever thought of hijacking in broad daylight.

Natalie lifted her hand slightly, she felt that her knives had spirituality, and she was eager to pounce into her hands. This saber accompanied him for a long time and was stained with the blood of countless Swedes.

Natalie lifted her left leg slightly and tilted her body slightly, which allowed her to approach Muhammad Glyy as quickly as possible. In Natalie's eyes, Muhammad Glyy had a false smile on his face, and he might still be happy to receive the so-called gift.

"Wait, we Polish, friends come and have wine, jackals come and have knives and guns." Natalie meditated.

All Natalie's movements fell in Cheerchen's eyes. This was nothing unusual in the eyes of other people, and in Cheer Jin's eyes, it was Natalie preparing for the final blow.

"Natalie can't get close to Muhammad Glyy!"

Cheerchen suddenly rushed out from behind Natalie. He hugged Natalie from behind, hugged Natalie's arms tightly, and then turned to Natalie's body, facing each other, hugging each other tightly, chest to chest.

The fragrant breath of Natalie sprayed on Cheerchen's face, making Cheerchen feel numb.

"What are you doing!" Mickiewicz rebuked the rude Chechen behind the two. He wanted to step forward, but was afraid of hurting Natalie in Cheerchen's arms.

And everyone around him was shocked by Cheer Chen's move.

"Natalie!"

Cheerchen just wanted to talk, but he saw Natalie looking at him with hatred. And her arms are expanding outwards desperately, trying to get rid of Cheerchen's confinement.

Hateful eyes. There was a sorrow in Cheerchen's heart.

Immediately afterwards, Cheerchen did something even more unexpected.

Cheerchen kissed Natalie's cherry lips.

In order to prevent Natalie from speaking, Cheerjin kissed Natalie's cherry lips.

Natalie struggled hard, she even bit Cheerchen's lips out of blood, but Cheerchen clung to her as if there was no pain.

Believe me.

Cheerchen wrote on Natalie's waist.

Natalie gradually stopped struggling, she stiffened and even softened slowly.

Cheerchen had just finished writing on Natalie's waist, and Muhammad Glyy said in an ambiguous tone: "My Bey, you are really unexpected today."

Cheerchen's mouth separated from Natalie's cherry lips, but he still held Natalie's hand firmly, and then said to Muhammad Glyy: "Please forgive me, Khan. I can't help it."

"Understand, understand." Muhammad Glyy slapped his palms and laughed: "But my Bey, you have to pay attention to the occasion."

Bayezid Khan also laughed beside him: "Khan, after all, he is a young man."

Mohamed Glyy leaned back on the seat again, and he said to Natalie: "Deputy Envoy Natalie, Ben Khan also knows a little bit about your relationship with Chechenbey, so don’t be shy. You say There are gifts, what is that?"

"Khan, the gift Natalie said is..."

Chechen's thoughts changed sharply. Natalie certainly didn't have any gifts. Her gift was a saber at her waist. At this time, he must present a weighty gift, otherwise, Muhammad Glyy will definitely be suspicious, and then doubt Natalie's motives. And this gift must be taken out immediately, it is impossible to say that it is still in the embassy.

Cheer Chen thought about it, and there was only one thing he had that met the requirements, and that was Piri Kop.

Piricop is a castle. Of course, it cannot be moved to Bergzisalay because of Natalie's words; but only a word of her own can determine Piricop's belonging.

Muhammad Glyy coveted the Piricop he had mastered. Moreover, he gave Pirikop to Muhammad Glyy, and Muhammad Glyy certainly would not doubt it, but only thought that he was succumbing to Natalie's pressure.

Although the consequences of losing Pirikop were serious, it was for Natalie's sake that he couldn't care much about it now.

Cheerchen was about to speak, saying that the gift Natalie brought was the ownership of Piri Kopdon. At this moment, the guard at the door ran in once again in a panic.

"Khan, Mahmed Pasha is here," the guard said.

When it was heard that Mahmed Pasha was coming, everyone in the main hall looked at each other, wondering why this Kapha Pasha, who had left earlier, suddenly came to Bergchisana.

Bayezid Khan looked at Cheerchen with a suspicious look. He thought that Muhammad Pasha was called by Cheerchen. Cheerchen had to cast him an innocent look, showing that he knew nothing.

"Hurry up!" Muhammad Gley ordered the guard. Although he has a nasty heart for Mahmed Pasha, in the public, the Khan still has to respect the Ottoman Turkish ambassador to Kafa Pasha.

Mahmed Pasha walked in with a big belly. Seeing that the hall was full of people, he was a little surprised for a while. Because the order he wants to convey is secret.

"Khan, I have something to tell you alone." Mahmed Pasha said.

Muhammad Gley expressed his understanding. He stood up and was about to go to the side hall.

Cheerchen held Natalie's hand harder.

Suddenly, Mahmed Pasha looked back at Chechen.

"Chechenbey, you come in too."

Cheerchen glanced at Natalie, only to see Natalie staring straight at Muhammad Gley. He sighed, released his hand gingerly, and followed Mahmed Pasha in.

In the side hall, Mahmed Pasha's first words shocked Muhammad Glyy and Chechen.

"The greatest Sultan wants you, his loyal Crimean Khan taught the Cossacks and Tsarist Russia of Zaporozhye."

After listening to Mahmed Pasha's words, two different expressions appeared on Chechen and Muhammad Glyi's faces.

Chechen's is delighted, but Muhammad Gley is puzzled.

"Pasha, didn't you ever say..." Muhammad Gley asked.

Mehmet Pasha raised a hand and interrupted Muhammad Glyy. Of course he knew what Khan was about to say.

Mehmet Pasha said: "It's different now, Khan. The Sultan is furious, and he has to punish the lowly Cossacks and the Russians behind the Cossacks."

"Why?! What happened?"

"The Cossacks insulted the supreme Ottoman Sultan of Turkey!" Mehmet Pasha said indignantly.

It turned out that just recently, in order to demonstrate the prestige and eliminate the endless harassment of the Zaporozhye Cossacks in Istanbul and the surrounding areas, the Ottoman Turkish Sultan wrote a letter to the Zaporozhye Cossacks, asking them to submit to Ottoman Turkey. empire. The content of the letter is as follows:

I, the Sultan of the Ottoman Empire. Son of the first emperor, brother of the sun and moon, descendants and incarnations of God on earth. The ruler of Macedonia, Babylon, Jerusalem, the kingdoms of Egypt and Egypt, the king of kings, and the lord of all masters. An incomparable knight, an invincible ruler. The guardian of the Holy Sepulchre of **** Christ, the appointed agent of God, the hope and comfort of ***, the support of Christians and the great guardian. Zhao Yuer and other Zaporozhe Cossacks, voluntarily and unconditionally surrendered to me and surrendered forever, never in trouble at the border.

-Mohammed IV, Sultan of Turkey

Soon, Mohammed IV received a reply from the Cossacks. It was not Khmelnitsky, but a Cossack company captain who replied to this letter, and the Sultan who saw the reply almost fainted because this reply was the strongest curse reply in history:

You, the demon of Turkey, the brother and friend of the devil, the attacker of Lucifer. What kind of knight of the evil spirits, can't kill a hedgehog with just a single shot? This lump of devil’s pap, your family has a dog to eat shit, why don’t you eat it? You **** childbirth stuff. We are not afraid of your army, the sea and this land to testify, we fight your mother!

You are a messenger in Babylon, a car repairer in Macedonia, and a horse pee in Jerusalem. Fuck the goats in Alexandria, go up and down the Egyptian pig harbours. The slacker of Armenia, the thief of Podolia, the gangster of Tatar, the executioner of Kamayanit. You are the silly X of the underworld and the Yang world, the idiot in front of God, the grandson of the evil snake, the one from Lao Tzu. You boar's nose, mare's ass, mongrel dog from the slaughterhouse, unwashed forehead. Fuck you!

We Zaporozhye, tell you this cheap breed, don't think you can raise some breeding pigs that believe in Christ. Now that we make a break, we don't know the time and there is no calendar. Because the silver moon hangs high in the sky, it is in the book every year, the sun here and the sun there are still the same day! Just for this you lick our ass!

——Ivan Hilko, Chief of the Cossacks

For such humiliation, even for the face of the sultan, the Ottoman Turkish Empire wanted revenge. The Sultan and the Prime Minister first concealed their reply, and then sent an emissary again. This time, the emissary went to Tsarist Russia in secret, asking the Czar to order Khmelnitsky to hand over the company captain and apologize to the Sultan.

Of course, the czar, whose mission was to regain Istanbul, would not care, and it was impossible to let Khmelnitsky be handed over. After more than a month of wrangling between the two countries, finally, the patience of the Sultan and the Prime Minister reached its limit, and they decided to let Crimei. The subkhanate sent troops to teach the Lower Zaporizhia Cossacks and Tsarist Russia.

Of course, if the action is secret. The world must not know that the Sudan is for such a letter.

"You two, what you hear now, even if you die, you can't divulge a word. Otherwise, let the content of the letter spread, and the face of the sultan will be wiped out. Do you know it!" Mehmet Pasha said to the end, The tone turned stern.

Cheerchen, who had been holding back a smile, hurriedly responded, "I see."

However, Chechen felt that the Turkish Sultan's move was a complete covert. If the Ottoman Turkish side does not pass it, will the Cossacks not pass it?

After Cheor Chen~www.readwn.com~ Muhammad Glyy also promised in the name of God.

Mehmet Pasha nodded in satisfaction, and he asked again: "Then, what do you want to do next?"

Cheechen thought for a moment, and he thought this matter was an opportunity to help the Republic of Poland. So he said to Mehmet Pasha: "Pasha, the Khanate has just gone through civil strife, and I am afraid that it will not be able to deal with the two enemies. At present, the Polish mission is in Bergzisale. It is better to send troops together with Poland. You What do you think?"

As soon as Mehamed Pasha heard that he had sent troops with Poland, he jumped up from his chair, and he quickly questioned Muhammad Glyy in a loud voice: "You didn't promise anything! Are there any alliances? Don't want to deceive me."

"Of course not!" Muhammad Gley hurriedly denied. He kept in mind the entrustment from Istanbul.

When Mahmed Pasha heard this, his face was slightly sullen. He sat down again and said: "It's not impossible, but it's not an alliance, just cooperation, and deal with the same enemy at the same time!"

Mehmet Pasha meant that there could be no alliance, but there could be a certain way of cooperation between the Khanate and the Republic. Hearing this, although it was not according to Cheer Chen's inner thoughts, it was a great improvement compared to Muhammad Glyi before.

The three of them talked secretly for more than an hour. After agreeing on the basic details, Mehmed Pasha left with satisfaction after leaving the sentence "The Sultan is waiting for your good news in Istanbul".

"Chechenbey, are you satisfied now." Mohamed Gree said sourly looking at Cheerchen's contented smile.

"Khan, you should be happy. At least, you got a gift from Poland."

"what gift?"

"Piricop."