The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

When Andrzej hurried back to Polotsk Castle, the vestibule and stairs in the castle were crowded with people. These are the officers, city gentry, and nobles of Polotsk. They all came to visit Polotsk specially after receiving the news that Prince Yanush Raziviu came to Polotsk. But obviously the prince didn't want to see anyone. On both sides of the handrails of the marble stairs, there was a man standing. This man was a teenager, blocking the stairs to prevent anyone from going up.

"Get out, get out." Anjay pushed away the flow of people in front of him, and came to the stairs. Some people who were originally unwilling to give in, seeing that it was Anjay, all obediently gave way.

"I am Anjay, the lord of Polotsk. Let me go up quickly. I want to see the prince." Anjay shouted at the boy.

This boy is Cheer Chen. After entering Polotsk, Fatima and others went to the hotel to stay with their belongings, while the two Nephews and Uncle Chechen followed Yanusz Laziviu to Polotsk Castle.

Since Prince Yanush Raziviu did not intend to conceal the news of his safe return, the news of the Prince's arrival in Polotsk quickly spread throughout the city. Those who thought they had some identities all got on the carriage with the most agile skills, urging the servants to rush outside the castle at the fastest speed, hoping to see the prince.

But these people were all stopped by Cheechen and Pidro. The two nephews and uncles played the role of the door guard in accordance with the orders of Prince Yanush.

Only one person was allowed to see the prince, and that was the lord of Polotsk, Andrzej Kmicicz.

"Are you Anjay Kmicicz-sama?" Cheerchen asked uncertainly.

Just now, several guys who pretended to be Castel Anjay were seen through by Pedro and kicked down the stairs. But at the moment, my uncle is going to the toilet.

"Yes, this is the real Lord of the City."

Under the stairs, many people proved for Anjay.

But Cheerchen still hesitated, after all, there were too many fakes just now.

"Of course I am Anjay, let me in quickly." Anjay was already anxious. Seeing Cheerchen was still dragging, he couldn't help pushing him away and rushing forward.

Cheerchen didn't expect Anjay to rush, he almost fell on the stairs by surprise.

Regardless of whether the young man in front of him would fall, Anjay walked upstairs on his own.

But a person stood in front of Anjay and "forced" him back to his original position.

"Head of Mihavu." Cheer Chen exclaimed in surprise.

Mihau smiled at Chechen. He said to Anjay: "Anzu, this kid is the prince’s vassal. You are rude to him, you are rude to the prince. Although I know you are dizzy, but Rules are rules after all."

Mihavu's words are full of exhortation. Obviously, not only did he know Anjay, but he also had a great relationship.

"I see, Mikhail." Andjay said to Mikhau, flushing.

Seeing Anjay confessed his mistake, Mihav nodded. He said to Cheerchen: "Cheerchen, this is the city lord of Anjay Kmicicz, the person the prince wants to see."

Anjay was finally allowed to walk in.

On the high platform deep in the hall, an old man was sitting on the chair he used to sit on. The old man was wearing a scarlet Kaftan costume, with one hand resting on the armrest of the chair, his fist against his head. He seemed to be sleeping, and he seemed to be thinking. Since the lights in the hall were not very bright, Anjay could not see the old man's appearance very clearly.

But he was very sure that it was the prince himself.

Because he had felt the arrogance, dignity and coercion exuding from the old man, the kind of aura that ordinary people can not have.

"Maharajah," Anjay yelled softly. He walked to the candlelight so that Prince Yanush Raziviu could see himself more easily.

Prince Yanush Raziviu opened his eyes.

"Are you Anjay?"

"Yes, Prince. I'm Anjay Kmicicz, the lord of Polotsk."

Yanush Laziviu looked at Andjay's face. This is the face of a vigorous young soldier. In fact, Anjay is less than thirty years old this year. His hair is very neatly trimmed wheat yellow "colored" hair, and his gray "colored" eyes are as sharp as an eagle. He is magnificent and heroic.

"After I entered the city, no one was seen, so I waited for your return. Because I know that you are the most honest and reliable soldier in the Republic." Prince Yanush said.

This compliment came from a prince's mouth, and it was nothing but the greatest praise to Andrzej.

Sure enough, when the prince praised him in this way, Anjay's face was red with excitement, and his whole body trembled.

"His Royal Highness, how dare I afford your high evaluation. There is a soldier by your side that is thousands of times stronger than me." Anjay said excitedly.

"Of course I know the loyalty and bravery of the Mihav knight very well." Prince Yanush certainly knew that Anjay was talking about Mihav Worodjavsky.

"Now, I have some questions to ask your Excellency, you have to tell me one by one." Prince Yanush said. The prince was defeated and separated from the army for a long time, and the news from the rear was cut off. What he wanted to know now was the news of Werner.

"I must know that everything is endless." Anjay promised.

"So how is Werner's situation now?" Prince Yanush asked.

"I don't know the specific situation of Werner. I only know that after the Prince you disappeared, His Majesty sent Pavel Saperga to Werner to temporarily replace your position as Prince." Anjay said honestly.

Hearing Pavel Sapega's name, Yanusz Laziviu's heart suddenly tightened.

This Pavel Sapega is the confidant of King Kazimierz and the prince’s enemy. He was missing for only a few days, so Kazimierz could not wait to send someone over to grab power.

"I must rush back to Werner immediately!" Prince Yanush thought to himself.

This news alone made Yanush have to rush back to Werner.

But he didn't set off right away, because the prince still had a few questions to ask Anjay, which were also very important.

"Then Werner has issued any orders to Polotsk?"

"Yes, I want to send a team of cavalry to Werner to assemble."

"Have you sent it?"

"Not yet. But I've got the cavalry ready to go, so I can set off tomorrow."

Prince Yanush nodded ~www.readwn.com~ He asked concerned: "You sent a cavalry team to Werner, then the defense of Polotsk is not empty?"

"Yes, my lord." Andjay's voice was obviously dissatisfied. Obviously, he was extremely reluctant to take Werner his troops away.

Prince Yanush nodded in understanding. He said to Anjay: "This cavalry team will go to Werna with me tomorrow. As for Polotsk, I allow you to form a team of 1,000 people to enrich Polotsk's defense force. Also, I will form a local mercenary group of the Laziwiwu family. The head of this mercenary group is my retainer, called Chechen, and I will let him be your assistant."

Anjay kissed Yanush's hand with excitement again and again. He was moved by the prince's compassion and care for himself.

Yanush Laziviu nodded in satisfaction. Everything is arranged properly.

And because of the Prince's temporary decision, Cheerchen and others were left in Polotsk. The last frontier of fire and sword