The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

When Aluxia was thinking about getting into trouble, Natalie who had finished dancing and sat aside watching Aluxia and Mihavu danced to Cheerchen reminded Cheerchen: "Cheerchen, you should go down and dance with them. Don't forget. , You are the master of today's banquet."

Cheerchen's face showed a look of embarrassment. Because he didn't know anyone except the little knight and Henrik Potocki. What's more terrible is that everybody pops up a slang or vernacular from time to time, and although Cheechen has been in Poland for 5 years, he only speaks Polish but is not proficient.

But looking at Natalie's hopeful gaze, he had to stand up and walk onto the dance floor.

After thinking a little bit, Cheerchen said to the band, "Play me a Krakow dance!"

The band leader nodded slightly to express his understanding, and then immediately began to play.

Cheerchen slapped his feet with his feet. He raised his hands on his chest, raised his head and sang with a loud voice: "The clear spring water is flowing slowly, pouring into the Transnistria. The same is true for me, ah! Girl! , My heart is poured on you! U-ha!"

He glanced at Natalie, then yelled again: "U-ha!"

Then, Cheorchen squatted down and started a kick dance. This was completely Cossack's tone again.

The people around looked dumbfounded at Cheerchen's appearance. Because the dance music of the Cossacks is not on the stage among the high-class aristocratic circles in Poland, and only the aristocrats in the frontier regions can dance this vulgar dance.

Seeing Cheerchen's unintentional ugliness, the little knight hurriedly tried to remind him, but his arm was grabbed by Alxia.

"His wife will remind him, why don't you go on your behalf?"

Mihau's feet settled there.

Looking at Cheerchen who was dancing more and more happily, Natalie's face became more and more ugly. She seemed to see the contempt and disdain on the faces of several guests.

A dance wasted all her efforts.

"Stop!" Natalie couldn't help but yelled loudly.

The band stopped playing and everyone looked at Natalie. At this time, Cheerchen jumped with sweat on his head, but he was full of interest, not knowing that he had annoyed his wife.

"Everyone," Natalie squeezed a smile on her face, "I feel a little sick and need to go up and rest."

As soon as Natalie's voice fell, Cheerchen immediately ran to his wife's side with concern and asked, "Natalie, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing her husband's look of concern, Natalie really couldn't even say anything to scold him.

"You help me up." Natalie said.

Then, as she walked, she apologized to the visitors: "Wang Wang Haihan."

When she got upstairs, Natalie threw off Cheerchen's hand that was holding her, and looked at Cheerchen with an irritating look: "Who told you to dance that kind of dance?"

Cheerchen still looked like he didn't know why. He explained: "No one called me. When I was marching in Ukraine and Crimea, everyone would come to this song after camping."

Natalie looked like she had been defeated by Cheor Chen.

"Then, do you know that this kind of dance in Warsaw is regarded as a hillbilly dance, and it will be laughed at. Now maybe these guests downstairs are doing a joke to you! Some of them I will be you in the future Subordinates, you are now ruined, how do you lead them in the future?"

Natalie anxiously leaked out all her future plans.

"Lead them? Why should I lead them? Now I have no shortage of people here."

Chechen was a little confused. He believed that whether it was the original mercenary group or Bratzlaff's Cossack team, there was no vacancy in the number of officers.

Now that the words are open, Natalie simply tells her whole plan.

In short, among the people who came here tonight are Henrik Potocki and Mikhail Vorodjavsky, and the others, Natalie, are interested in recruiting into Chechen’s team to replace them. The original officer. In addition, the original Swedish-style military system of the mercenary regiment will also be changed to a Polish-style military system. The number of infantry should be reduced, the size of the cavalry should be expanded, and three to four companies of wing cavalry should be formed.

All in all, it is to reincarnate spirit bones up and down.

Moreover, this army will become part of the new army formed by the king in the future.

Cheerchen was shocked by Natalie's thoughts. He never thought that Natalie had such a big plan without telling him.

Immediately, Cheechen became very angry.

Yelisei and Fedot are their big partners from birth to death. They have followed themselves almost from the beginning of nothing. Everyone has blessings and hardships. Now that he has become famous, his wife wants to kick them away. How can he do such an ungrateful act!

Also, why should I contribute money to train the army for the king!

"So, how are you going to arrange Yelishei and the others?" Cheerchen asked with restrained anger.

Now, the reason why he still can't say bad words is just because he missed the child in Natalie's belly.

"They will still be the chief officers of the army for a period of time, because it takes time for new officers to take over the army, and the purchase of new equipment and personnel training are not an overnight task. When the transition period is over, Ingrid and Sarban People with professional talents can stay in the territory to take care of finances, taxes, and medical care for you. As for Yelishei and the others, you can seal their farms and land, and they can spend their days in the manor."

Natalie said everything, which made Cheor Chen realize that his wife was not on a whim.

After taking a deep breath, Cheorchen suppressed his anger. He said to Natalie in the calmest tone he could use now: "Natalie, you want to pump some fresh blood for my army. I have no objection. . But I don’t agree with the plan to increase the wing cavalry. I admit that the wing cavalry of the Republic is a very powerful assault cavalry, but it is too expensive and has fallen behind the times in terms of cost performance. I can hire a wing cavalry for the money Ten or twenty infantrymen, and as long as these infantrymen rely on reasonable tactics, firm morale and discipline, plus targeted fortifications, they can greatly defuse the terrible offensive of the Winged Cavalry. The Battle of Warsaw in 1656, as well as Sister Christina’s father, the Battle of Gnev commanded by Gustav, proved this."

Chechen used the trick of "surrounding Wei and saving Zhao". He knew that directly rejecting Natalie would only cause a violent quarrel between the two, so he skipped the core of the problem and persuaded Natalie from a military perspective to give up the idea of ​​replacing Yelishei and others. He also knows that the Polish nobles are proud. The Republic has always had a tradition of heavy cavalry and light infantry. The nobles would rather be an ordinary cavalry in the cavalry than be an officer in the infantry. This is also in the Republic of Poland. One of the reasons why mercenaries are so popular. As long as the traditional infantry-based Swedish military system of the mercenary regiment is preserved, even if officers enter the mercenary regiment, they will not be able to shake the status of Yelishei and others.

After listening to Cheer Chen's words, Natalie really showed a thoughtful expression. But after a while, Natalie shook her head vigorously.

"No, Chechen, you are not right. The Wing Cavalry is invincible, and their lances cannot be stopped by any enemy. The Wing Cavalry of the few battles you mentioned failed, but what they are facing is There are many more enemies than yourself, and the terrain and firepower are not dominant. But if the two sides pull apart and fight on the plains, the wing cavalry will never fail. Besides, you can cite the second Warsaw battle, and the grid As an example of the Battle of Nev, I can also cite the strength of the Wing Cavalry with a complete victory."

Cheer Chen didn't expect Natalie to be so stubborn, he was a little speechless.

Natalie added: "They are excellent soldiers, but as the earls of Poland, they are not suitable for you. Except for traitors like Boguslav, which Polish nobleman's subordinates are all foreign officers, and what Use foreign military systems and training methods?"

"Father Spasokukotsky is Polish." Chechen deliberately gagped.

Natalie looked at Cheer Chen with a serious face.

"Chechen, don't change the subject, because it's useless. Now that the words are open, let's have a good talk. The little nobleman of Brest has sent representatives to me more than once, and they asked me to replace it. Ingrid, because she is a Swede and a woman, they think it would be disrespectful to make Ingrid a tax officer."

Cheerchen smiled with anger this time.

"Okay, okay. I will repay these poor, these framers, for their kindness! Isn't Ingrid's position right? Is she exploiting her profit or levying taxes? Just because she is a woman and a Swedish? There is Ingrid who fought for the Republic of Poland and was born and died in Rimia, and those poor and poor, where are they? I'm afraid they are in the blankets of women."

"Cheerchen!" Natalie exclaimed. He didn't expect Cheerchen to say such vulgar words in front of him.

Cheerchen's eyes were sparking, and the Kishka family's blood on the girl was boiling.

After a long while, Cheerchen finally couldn't control himself. He yelled to Natalie: "In short, I won't abolish Yelishei and the others, and I won't let the officers downstairs enter my army. It will not train an army for the king for free."

Natalie's face turned pale, and she stared at Cheerchen.

At this time, she became more determined to Cheerchen away from those foreigners.

She also gave an ultimatum: "Your Excellency must choose between me and them, there is no other way out!"

Cheerchen said firmly: "I have no choice. I own you and own them! Natalie, you should understand what it means to fight under the same banner and stand the test of war together... Any blood relationship is better than nothing. The love of fellow comrades in the same trench. You have to know that they saved my life more than a thousand times, and I also saved their lives; and now that I am successful, I should give them a home. Not to mention they are all. Excellent soldiers, I cannot do without them."

"Then I have nothing to say." Natalie turned to face the wall.

Both of them were silent, and silence enveloped the room. Only Cheerchen's heavy breathing and Natalie's low sob were heard.

Cheerchen didn't know what he should do. He stood up and walked hurriedly in the aisle, while she stood motionless. What hangs over their heads is discord, anger, and sadness.

Cheerchen felt depressed and heavy. In this long silence, he felt more and more unbearable.

"Farewell." Cheerchen gritted his teeth and said.

After he finished speaking, he wanted to leave.

"Let's go, my husband. May God call you another way!" Natalie replied without looking back.

"I'm leaving now! Because here I can't taste sweetness, only bitter drinks and bread!"

Cheerchen walked downstairs. When his eyes were about to be covered by the floor, he forgot to look at Natalie, and saw that Natalie was supporting the wall with one hand and holding her abdomen with one hand, which seemed to be extremely painful.

Cheerchen dashed up the stairs and came to Natalie. He grabbed Natalie's shoulders and let her sit down.

"God!" Cheerchen asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you Natalie? Come, come! Where's the maid? Where's the servant? Where have you all gone?"

Cheerchen was in a hurry, and Natalie burst into tears.

Tenderness once again occupied Cheerchen's body and mind. He hugged her, held the shuddering and sweating girl in his arms, and squeezed this sentence from between his teeth: "Let’s reconcile, Natalie... Let’s reconcile... I will recruit these officers." ~www.readwn.com~ I will also form a company of wing cavalry, I will provide troops for the king... because I love you... my God! Look, you broke my heart... but you too Have mercy on me, let Yelishei and the others stay... promise me? As long as we still love each other..."

Upon hearing Cheer Chen's heartfelt words, Natalie finally compromised.

"Okay, I promise you too. But Yelishei and the others cannot stay in Warsaw, nor in Brest, let them go to Bratislava and Vidava, and let Uncle Pidro take care of them. "

"I promised, I promised." Cheerchen replied hurriedly.

Although Vidava and Bratzlaff are far away from Warsaw and Brest, after all, the companions did not leave their team, Chechen is still acceptable to such a result.

Seeing Cheerchen agree, Natalie smiled relievedly.

"Help me up. We have been upstairs for so long, and the people downstairs are waiting to be anxious. I don't know if the quarrel between the two of us just passed down. Later, you have to talk to the officers and win their respect and kindness. ."

After speaking, Natalie stood up on the wall by herself.

Cheerchen said worriedly: "Natalie, you should go back and rest, your body..."

"I'm not that vulnerable." Natalie refused.

Then, with Cheer Chen's support, Natalie went downstairs.

In the dark part of the corridor, a figure slowly walked out.

With a book in Sombra's hand, she looked at Natalie's back with resentful eyes.

"Natalie Kishka, I didn't expect you to be such a person. I really misunderstood you." The shadow said.

As the shadow walked out of the darkness to the light, this man was Fatima.