The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

Another miserable defeat made Ivan Hilko have to wonder whether Cheerchen had received the assistance of the devil and exchanged his soul for an unknown power-otherwise, how could he explain why he could always see through himself? And caused serious losses to himself.

Ivan Shirko, who has never believed in ghosts and gods, even wanted to suggest that Prince Alexei invite the Patriarch from Moscow to get rid of the devil's power possessed by Cheerchen.

But before that, Ivan Shirko knew that Prince Alexei had to deal with the pressure from the generals headed by Prince Simon Pozharski.

Moreover, Ivan Shirko pondered that Cheerchen believed in Catholicism, so the devil he relied on should be dealt with by an Orthodox priest or bishop. I am afraid that it will not have such an immediate effect. It is better to hire a Catholic. Father, no way, those Protestant guys, I'm afraid they will work.

And he knew that among the new army and engineers working for the Russians, there were Catholic and Protestant priests who accompanied the army.

When Ivan Hilko went to find these people, another meeting began in the big tent. Compared with the last time, Prince Simon Pozharski's waist was straighter, and there were more generals standing behind him.

"Alexey, I feel very sad for the failure last night." Prince Simon Pozharski said.

Prince Alexei originally sat in the position with his head on his hands, and when he heard Simon Pozharski say this, he slowly raised his head.

"Yes, a heartbreaking fiasco."

When Prince Alexei spoke, he was calm, but there was so much bitterness and pain in his tone, his voice was a little trembling, and the hearts of everyone present were crunched into a ball. Both Prince Simon Pozharsky and the generals were watching him.

They were here to force the palace, but now everyone's eyes are with indescribable concern. Because they all realized that the iron man in front of them was engaged in a difficult self-struggle, and how terribly the humiliation added to him was hurting his pride.

He, as a royal prince with the blood of Rurik, a dignified prince, and a patriarch of the Romanov dynasty, now he smashed and sank in the sand in a small Konotop; he almost possessed the sovereignty of the monarch, But with a small Cossack team leader, a mercenary group leader can't help it.

Prince Simon Pozharski looked at Alexei with pity. At this time, the pain in the heart and the exhaustion of night clothing and food were all reflected from the appearance of Prince Alexei. Only one night later, he looked so thin now, his face was haggard, and his eye sockets collapsed. But there was still a lofty tragic serenity on his face, because his self-esteem did not allow him to expose all kinds of troubles.

For a while, Simon Pozharsky even felt that he was a sinner, and he was too anxious to persecute this old friend.

"Huh, so be it!"

Suddenly, Prince Alexei said: "I will bear all the guilt of defeat. From now on, Prince Simon Pozharsky will be the supreme commander of this army. And I will return to Moscow and tell His Majesty the Tsar personally. Please sin."

Prince Alexei's words were like a thunder that knocked everyone out.

What did they hear? The prince will not only resign as commander-in-chief, but also return to Moscow to plead guilty.

"Alexey," Prince Simon Pozharski interrupted his words excitedly, "please don't say anything about resignation or petitions. Victory or defeat is commonplace in the military. Moreover, the defense is tight, and the soldiers are well prepared. It’s not easy to conquer this bastion. Wasn’t even that fool of Magnus leaning on Riga’s defenses with us for several months? It’s not an embarrassing thing. As for you, you said you want to. Give me the position of commander-in-chief, but I refuse to accept it. Firstly, I don't have such talents; secondly, I admire your majesty and your chivalry spirit."

"Yes, yes. Please continue to lead us!"

With Prince Simon Pozharsky's start, the Russian generals suddenly cried and robbed the ground.

They rushed to Prince Alexei's side, pulled their sleeves at the Prince, and begged him to continue to lead themselves.

Alexei raised his head wearily, and he declined: "If you don't take Konotop, how can I lead you!"

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Simon Pozharsky was suspicious for a while, his old friend was playing a trick to retreat to himself.

Thinking of this, Simon Pozharski's heart suddenly aroused a wave of anger, and he could have no choice but to suppress it again.

Because he understands that once Prince Alexei really picks up his son, then he must be in this position.

Although the position of the commander-in-chief is glamorous, if you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight. Simon Pozharsky knows ~www.readwn.com~ his neck is not so hard and his ability is not so strong, he can't afford it.

Prince Simon Pozharski carefully observed Prince Alexei's face again, and wanted to see more clues about this possibility, but he found nothing.

At this time, the prince felt that he had misunderstood his old friend. With Alexei's self-esteem, why should he play such a trick if he really wants to do something?

"Then, we will take Konotop." Prince Simon Pozharski sighed.

Hearing what an old friend said, Prince Alexei was finally relieved.

"Then I will make it difficult."

Prince Alexei continued to command the army and was accepted to attack Konotop Fort, while Ivan Shirko brought him an unexpected gift in the process of searching for the mage.

At night, Ivan Hilko escorted the Viscount Hessian with his hands tied to the front of Prince Alexei.

"His Royal Highness, see what good things I bring to you." Ivan Shirko said with joy.

Even he himself did not expect that he would have such an unexpected gain.

"This person is?"

"Viscount Hessian, an important general under Chechen, and knows the inside story of Fort Konotup." Ivan Sirke said triumphantly.

"How did you catch him?"

"This guy was afraid of death, and secretly escaped from Konotop Castle. Then he took refuge in a tent of a German engineer and hid in the barrel every day."

Prince Alexei nodded, and he bent down and looked at Viscount Hessian with fear in his eyes.

"I can be the incarnation of terror, or the benevolent angel. It all depends on how you choose."

Viscount Hessian knocked his head like garlic, he said loudly: "I say everything, I say everything."