The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

Chechen said goodbye to Christina. He took Fatima, the two children and Yelissey and rushed to Warsaw under the **** of Semeniao.

At Werner, they stopped for a while. When Chechen learned that Andrzej Kmicicz and his wife Orina Birlevich were in the city of Werner at this time, he went to visit with Fatima.

The Anjay and his wife were living in a hotel at this time. Earlier, the defeated King Jan Kazimierz signed the Legnica Agreement. He pardoned all the nobles who participated in the rebellion and restored the reputation and property of Marshal Lupaomatsky. The king and queen were forced to abandon all reform plans and election plans, and abolish all reform policies that had been implemented.

Originally, the conservative aristocrats who followed Lubaomatzky had to pursue the war crimes of the supporters of the king who slipped through the net, but King Jan Kazimierz pressed it to death and Marshal Lubaomatzki also advocated opening the net. , So Anjay and others were spared from prison.

But the death penalty is exempt and the living crime cannot escape, and Anjay was relieved of all duties and was ordered to stay in Werner to think about it.

When Cheerchen and Fatima approached Anjay’s boarding room, a strong scent of alcohol rushed toward their faces. In the center of the room, Anjay slumped on a back chair, all wine bottles in his hands and lying under his feet. And what he looked like, Cheechen almost didn't recognize him-his shaggy beard, the white shirt inside was unbuttoned indiscriminately, revealing the purplish, hairy chest, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was holding it. The bottle's hand was shaking constantly.

"Anzu." Cheerchen whispered pityingly.

Andrzej opened his eyes, and when he saw Cheerchen, the former Polotsk lord roared at Cheerchen and tried to choke him by the neck.

"Traitor! Traitor!" Anjay yelled.

Of course Fatima, who is standing next to Cheor Chen, shouldn't allow anyone to hurt her husband. She stepped forward and hit Anjay's soft belly with an elbow.

The drunk Anjay was completely unprepared for Fatima's move. His sore body squatted on the ground and shrank into a ball of shrimps.

At this time, Orina Birlevich, who was inside, came out with a washbasin. Seeing Anjay fall to the ground, she hurriedly put down the washbasin in her hand to support her husband.

When Orina Birlevich helped Anjay to sit down, Cheerchen explained: "Anzu, Orina, Fatima are to protect me."

But Cheerchen’s words were not finished yet, and Ms. Orina Billevich sneered and said, "Earl Chechen, you don’t want to enjoy the victory with the traitor in Warsaw, Lubaomatzki, come to us. What does the loser do?"

Chechen's face was a little embarrassed, he shouldn't say anything for a while.

Or he didn't expect that everyone thought it was himself who commanded the mercenary group on the battlefield.

At this time, Fatima couldn't stand it anymore. She defended her husband: "You all wronged Cheerchen. He and I have always been in Sweden. On the battlefield is our uncle Pidro, who brought him without authorization. With the mercenary group helping Lu Baomatzky fight, Chechen and I also just learned the news. Only then did we rush back in a hurry."

Miss Orina Birlevich heard Fatima say this, and then looked at the embarrassed Chechen and the excited Fatima, she hesitated for a while.

"In the name of God, what you said is true?" Orina Birlevich asked.

Fatima nodded.

Cheerchen spoke at this moment.

"Sister Orina, Brother Anzu. I know it's useless to say anything now, and I don't want to defend myself. Although I was indeed deceived by my uncle, let him stand with everyone in the mercenary group. On the side of Paul Macki, as the head of the mercenary group, this is my oversight. You are right to resent me, and I accept it."

After speaking, Cheechen raised his head amidst Anjay's drunken "traitor" sound, and two lines of tears fell.

Orina sighed. She moved a chair and motioned to Cheerchen to sit down.

"Sorry, Anzu and I may have really misunderstood you. But please forgive me. After all, the banner of your Alvar family was erected on the battlefield of Matvi; it was your pikemen who blocked our cavalry charge. Anzu's bad appearance is all due to his defeat in Matvi. He regrets that he did not help the king to eradicate the thief of Lubaumacki, which caused the country to sink."

After hearing Orina's words, Cheerchen was silent, but his clenched fist on his thigh showed that he was holding back his emotions strongly.

Fatima looked at Cheerchen's appearance, with anxiety and worry in her eyes.

After a long while, Cheerchen said to Orina, "What can I do for you?"

Orina shook her head.

"I don't need anything." Orina looked at Anjay, who had fallen asleep lovingly, and said: "Don't look at Anzu like this, but he is very strong. After a while, he will regain his spirit. Although His Majesty’s reform failed and the queen passed away, we are still alive..."

At this point, Orina was interrupted by Cheerchen's exclamation.

"The queen is dead!" Cheer Chen was shocked again.

He did not expect Queen Ludvika to pass away at this time.

Seeing that Cheerchen didn’t know, Orina told Cheerchen what she had received: “Because of the defeat, the king’s prestige fell to the bottom, and the central government was also discredited. Passed away a month ago. His Majesty may feel that it is becoming more and more difficult for him to gain a foothold in Poland, and the death of the Queen made him feel ashamed. So his Majesty decided to abdicate and leave Poland to go to France to serve God in the monastery. This remnant life."

Orina said, her eyes showed an extremely firm light. She followed the unfinished words: "But as long as we are still alive, then we will carry on the unfinished business of the king and queen in the future."

Then, Orina said to Cheorchen again: "And when you get there, I hope Cheorchen can be a fellow traveler with us."

"I will," Cheerchen said firmly, "I will."

Cheerchen clenched his fists, and what he said was firm. Because he thought of the brutality of Lübao Macki, of the four thousand people slaughtered in Matvi.

Leaving Werner, Cheerchen and his entourage continued to set off for Warsaw.

In Minsk, he was not prepared to delay any more, his carriage drove into the gate and was ready to leave directly from the gate on the other side to continue on his way.

But in the market in Minsk, Chechen saw a large and gorgeous team.

Along the way, although Cheerchen has seen many noble ranks, the level of gorgeousness of this team is something he has never encountered along the way: the costumes of the attendants are colorful and dazzling; half of the team is foreign hired. The infantrymen wore bright silver semi-breastplates, trilby hats on their heads, and colorful feathers in their hats. They guarded the gilded sedan carriages. Behind the carriages are used to embellish the wine shops along the way. Cargo carriages with beautiful brocades and tapestries, carts carrying food tanks and grain storage.

Cheerchen's carriage passed by the left side of the team, and all the words in his ears were German. Suddenly, the carriage stopped.

Cheerchen stuck his head out of the carriage displeasedly, and saw a man in traditional Polish clothes with a wide-brimmed hat standing in front of the carriage.

"Xie Miao, what happened?" Chechen asked.

Xie Miao, who was negotiating with the man in front of the carriage, returned from a horse. He said angrily to Cheer Chen, "Head, this man wants us to wait for their convoy to leave before moving forward."

Hearing such overbearing words, Cheorchen looked dumbfounded. He pushed open the door of the carriage, put one foot out of the carriage, and asked, "Whose family are you from?"

His voice was so loud that the attendant who stopped in front of the carriage could hear it clearly.

The attendant replied arrogantly, "If it weren't for our master Lithuanian prince of the horse guard, who could have such a mighty power?"

"Who?" Cheerchen asked again in disbelief.

"Are you deaf? We are the attendants of Prince Boguslaw Laziviu, and this team is his. We are going to Warsaw."

Chechen's face changed drastically, and he jumped off the carriage.

Chechen didn't expect to meet Boguslav here.

"Go!" he said to the attendant, "let your master come to see me."

The attendant was taken aback by Cheerchen's tone.

It’s always been others who rushed to see their master, but no one dared to say, "Let your master come to see me."

At this moment, Prince Boguslav, wearing a German costume, who was getting out of the car and preparing to enter the store to rest, happened to see Cheechen who was half of his body leaning out of the car. He, the Poles who served as a general under his uncle, the Elector Frederick Wilhelm, came to Chechen as the governor of the Duchy of Prussia after the Bory War ended.

"Oh, who did I say, it turned out to be Alvar Chechen, the hero of our Republic."

The "hero" of Prince Boguslav was particularly harsh in Chechen's ears.

"I didn't expect to see your Excellency here. Is the Prince going to Warsaw too?" Cheer Chen asked knowingly.

Boguslav twisted the beard of his upper lip, and said proudly: "Yes, King Jan Kazimierz is about to abdicate. But he is still my king so far, and I am his courtier too, and he is going to be a courtier. Send His Majesty the King who is about to abdicate one last time."

Listening to Boguslav’s slightly tender words, Chechen mistakenly thought that Boguslav was grateful to King Jan Kazimierz for forgiving him. He was about to say a few empathetic words, but at this time Boguslav’s voice changed. He said: "Furthermore, after Jan Kazimierz abdicated ~www.readwn.com~ the throne of the Republic appeared vacant. According to the law, the Republic will elect a new king after this. I am the prominent Lacy The Patriarch of the Viu family is of course qualified and capable to become the king of Poland. At this time, I should really thank our Lazi Viu family for not living in Spain, in France, or in Sweden, because in those countries, the sons assault their fathers. The kingship is granted by the gods, unless there is a civil war, unless the royal family is extinct, or some extraordinary event occurs. Under normal circumstances, the position of the king will be passed on. A family like ours can only serve the king and become an official. It is satisfying to be noble; but in this country, the king is not supported by the gods and the king is supported by the nobles. Here everything depends on elections, and since the Vasa family can, the Laziweu family why not."

When he said this, Boguslav's appearance and attitude seemed as if he was already a king.

Then Boguslav put his arm around Cheerchen's back intimately.

"Chechen, although there are some contradictions between us, after so many years, it has become a cloud of smoke. You have hurt me, and I have helped you. And this time, I hope we are friends rather than enemies. "

Speaking of this, Boguslav moved closer to Chechen.

"My uncle gave me 1 million talers to let me participate in the election, and I prepared another 1 million. If you support me, I will give you one-tenth of it. How about? This business is a good deal, right? ."

Chechen took away Boguslav's hand on his body in disgust.

"Be kind to yourself, Your Prince. You make me sick." Cheerchen said.

After speaking, he returned to the carriage, and then closed the door with a bang.