The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

The election of the Great Chieftain has been settled, and everyone including Wigowski is preparing to return to Kiev-the Polish mission is of course no exception. But Chechen, the deputy envoy of the mission at this time (Stanislaw Potocki resumed Chechen's post) did not pack his clothes as busy as the others. With a pile of rocks.

The pile of rocks is actually a tomb in which the Duke of Konitzki and the people who died in the bottom Cossack riots are buried, including the Jewish merchant who sold Chechen tobacco.

"What are you doing? Cheerchen."

While Chechen was still in a daze, Bao Hong came over.

Since learning that he had a child, Bao Hong paid special attention to his appearance. He trimmed his beard and hair, and cherished the gorgeous clothes he was wearing. At this time, he was like a Cossack with more noble sons than unruly Cossacks.

"Big Brother Bao Hong, why are you here?"

"Go out for a walk, and I will see you standing here all the way."

Cheerchen smiled at Bao Hong and said, "I'll look at the Duke of Konitzki buried here."

"Look at that guy?" Bao Hong questioned.

"Yeah." Cheechen said: "In a sense, the Duke actually committed the crime for me. Originally, I was the deputy envoy of the mission."

Bao Hong's mouth opened into an "O" shape. He didn't expect Cheerchen to be melancholy.

This is really a child, Bao Hong shook his head.

Bao Hong felt that it was necessary for him to educate Chechen.

"Chechen, you are different from this dead ghost here." Bao Hong said.

"I know." Cheerchen nodded. He looked at Bao Hong and said, "He is inside, I am outside. And if the deputy is me, Brother Bao Hong will never push me out to commit the crime."

Bao Hong shook his head.

"I didn't want to joke with you, I'm not talking about this." Bao Hong said: "After so much, don't you know anything about your own power? Ruoguo someday which guy really does to you If something like that happens, you should slash it over with a slash. Ho! Isn't the knife and sword slung around your waist?"

"For this murder?!"

Chechen was shocked by Bao Hong's statement. He stared at Bao Hong, because it was contrary to the educational philosophy he had been receiving.

"Also, this is for the overall situation after all." Chechen whispered. Old Master Stanislaw Potocki's loyal and patriotic words came to his ears again.

"The big picture? What does that have to do with you?" Bao Hong asked categorically, "There is no big picture of the dead."

Then, he pulled out his saber and straightened his arm, facing the direction of the sun.

"If I was for the overall situation back then, I should stand on the side of the Poles. When Khmelnitsky was just starting an event, he led my registered Cossacks and called on all the Cossacks of Ukraine to beat Old Khme and those of mine. My brothers go; Ma stepped on the Zaporozhye and trampled on them. So maybe Ukraine is not what it is today. This is a big picture, but you know if I really do this, what will I get? Betrayal! Even the gallows! You know, I love Princess Helena. In order to get her, I used to treat her cousins ​​as my own brothers and her aunt as my mother. But in the eyes of those people, I'm just a dog! I think the Tatars took her brother Vasily back then. Who went to Crimea? Who saved him? It's me! I love them and listen to them like a slave. Call me, I thought I was sincere, gold and stone, I could marry Helena because of merit and award, I even cling to a nobleman, just so that he could accept me as his son, let me enjoy his family crest, and become A nobleman is worthy of the noble lintel of their family. But what about them? They betrayed me. In order to cling to a colonel in a republic, they betrayed me like a slave, letting my bad luck take the lead, and making me suffer. Suffering... let me get out-well, I'll get out, but I have to bow to them first, and repay the bread and salt I ate at their house in a Cossack way. I killed all of them and got **** Stood in front of Helena."

This is the first time Cheer Chen heard Bao Hong talk about the grudge between him and Princess Helena's family. At this moment, he didn't know how to answer. After a while, Cheer Chen asked, "What about afterwards?"

"Later?" Bao Hong looked at the dazzling sun, his expression close to myth.

"I almost got her later, but unfortunately let her escape."

Speaking of this, Bao Hong shook his head.

"But I am not talking about this. Chechen, you have to remember that when someone tells you what the overall situation is, the collective, or something, you should pull out your knife and then ask him:'Why don't you go Make sacrifices, why don't you die~www.readwn.com~ Do this?" Cheer Chen couldn't help thinking about Bao Hong's "wrong theory" and muttered.

"Of course! The old man Stanislaw Potocki is very old. If he is so sacrificial, he should stand up and replace the dead ghost in the tomb. But did he do this? No, he Feared and flinched, so he was not as patriotic as he said."

Bao Hong was very eloquent, although all he said were perverted, and the reason Stanislaw Potocki did not replace Konitsky was not because he was afraid of death, but the older man was shouldering a greater responsibility. , He can't die.

But because Bao Hong is one of Cheerchen’s most trusted people, and at this time, Cheerchen does not have a person who can be regarded as his life mentor to guide and persuade him. These words were heard in Cheerchen’s ears, and they felt unprecedented. That makes sense.

At this time, Cheer Chen's heart began to turn upside down.

"Yes, yes." He thought: "If the overall situation is really so important, then why don't they sacrifice a little for themselves?"

"Why don't the Republic sacrifice a little? As long as we give the Cossacks a little privilege, we will suffocate them; why don't the great nobles sacrifice a little, as long as they treat Ukrainians as human beings, will the uprising be so prosperous? And Yang. Skozheduski, why didn't he sacrifice a little? If he gave Helena to me, then my three thousand knives would be the Polish three thousand knives. But they were not willing to sacrifice, they would have to sacrifice others. So Chechen, don't believe this." Bao Hong continued to instill Chechen his ideas.

Cheerchen's eyes were clearer than ever before. He took Bao Hong's words firmly in his heart.

"Yes, Brother Bao Hong, if others are unwilling to sacrifice, why should I just sacrifice?" Che Chen said.