The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

"Miss Natalie, I can't tell you my true identity yet. But I can assure you that my heart in defending the Holy Land is sincere. If the war is over and I can live, I will tell you the truth." Cheer Chen Said with a wry smile.

Natalie looked up and down at Cheer Chen. She said. "I will keep staring at you."

After that, Natalie stopped paying attention to Cheerchen, but left in strides.

Now that he has accepted the position of command, Cheerchen hastily started to arrange it. There were originally four to five hundred monks in the monastery, all of whom were awakened from their sleep. They were assigned to cellars and treasuries to carry out artillery and bundles of muskets and knives. All the artillery guns were set up on the gun positions, and Cheerchen also assigned at least three people as gunners for each gun.

On the other hand, Father Spasokukotsky taught the monks who had no power to use weapons in the shortest time.

In Czestochowa at the foot of the Great Bright Mountain, all the people were notified to move, and all the sheds on the mountain road leading to the monastery were demolished-all the demolished wood was transported to the monastery.

Although I learned that the Swedes might attack the monastery, the Swedes did not come after all. Therefore, the villagers are resistant to leaving their homes, not to mention burning down the shops and huts on which they depend for survival. They recommended a few people to the monastery with gifts to make a complaint to a dean who knew each other. The vice-president's heart softened. He sent his peacemaker to Cheerchen and asked for the suspension of this action. The reason was the absurd "Swedes did not show hostility and offense."

Regarding this order from the vice president, Cheerchen continued to move the villagers quickly while sending someone to report to the president Koldecki. Soon after, Dean Koldecki’s reply was brought back: "According to the original plan."

As there are too many villagers to be transferred, and most of them are holding feelings of resistance in their hearts, Cheerchen's transfer work is progressing very slowly. Just as he was desperate, Natalie brought Mickiewicz and more than twenty mercenaries over to help.

With their help, the progress of the transfer began to accelerate. These mercenaries who recognize money and not recognize people will not be polite to the villagers, as long as anyone does not obey, they will go up as a whip. Although Cheerchen couldn't bear the howling of the villagers, he used heavy puns in the troubled times, not to mention it was for their own good. Now they are only given a whip, and the Swedes are here, and they can't even keep their lives.

"The shops and huts here are the property of the monastery and are leased to them by the monastery. So you don't have to pity them, because technically speaking, the monastery burns your own assets." Natalie and Cheerchen fought side by side. , Said while watching the mercenary who was pouring oil on the hut.

"Why are there only these few mercenaries?" Cheerchen asked strangely. Natalie originally had Mercenaries No. 70 or No. 80 under Natalie's men, but now there are only a few dozen left.

"Others were afraid to hear that the Swedes were going to attack the monastery. They refused this mission. So I settled with them and let them go." Natalie said.

"Are they all gone?" Cheerchen said anxiously.

He felt that Natalie was too careless.

"What's the matter?" Natalie's reaction was a little strange.

"You just let those people go. If they meet the Swedes on the road, don't they know that we already know their plan to attack the monastery?" Cheerchen shouted loudly.

He felt that the military literacy of the Poles he met was so low, as if he wouldn't think about other things except for hard work.

"Alvar, please respect our young lady." Mickiewicz said angrily when Cheerchen yelled at Natalie so rudely.

But Natalie was not angry. This time she humbly asked Cheerchen for advice: "Then what should those people do? They haven't left yet, they are still there."

"You give them some money and tell them to **** these villagers in the opposite direction. This way they can avoid the Swedes and protect the villagers' safety." Chechen said.

For this approach, Natalie was deeply impressed. She immediately ordered Mickiewicz to follow Chechen's words.

Then, Cheorchen ordered all houses to be oiled first but not to light.

After such a busy night, the villagers were moved away, and all the sheds on the road up the mountain were cleared.

The sky was white, and Czestochowa was also shrouded in morning fog.

Chechen and the dozen or so villagers who left behind voluntarily went up the mountain. He and Natalie and the abbot stood in the wall on the gate of the monastery, looking down the mountain.

After more than an hour of touching, the sound of horseshoes was faintly heard in the thick fog that was gradually dissipating. The sound of horseshoes is getting closer and louder.

Gradually, a person in black walked out of the thick fog and came to the bottom of the mountain.

The man in black got off his horse, and he went up the steps to see Dean Koldecki standing on the city wall.

"President, what's going on here? Why are there no villagers in the village?" the man in black asked. Chechen heard that it was Frzezhovic's voice.

"Frzezhovich, why did you suddenly come to our monastery so early in the morning~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The dean did not answer Frzezhovich's question, but asked him instead.

"It's all God's will, Dean. I ran into the general on the way back, and he was hunting nearby. After I conveyed the monastery's gratitude to him, the general was very happy, and he ordered me to take it again. A box of Taylor came as an offering to the Virgin." Frzezhovic said.

Although Chechen already knew that what Frzezhovich was talking about was a pack of lies, Chechen was still short of breath when he heard his lie without blushing and his heart was not beating.

"My dean, is this how you entertain your friends? Open the door. Is it your way of hospitality to let a benefactor who is kind to the monastery wait for a long time?" Shzhovic shouted again.

At this time, several deputy deans also arrived on the wall. The vice-president who couldn't bear to burn down the house down the mountain became naive again when Frzezhovic said this. He quietly said to the dean: "Master Dean," Frzezhovic has always been kind to the monastery. It's better if we let him come in and confront Mr. Alvar.

After speaking, the deputy dean shouted to the following:

"Frzezhovich, my friend. Who is behind you?"

"Several servants. If you don't worry, I will bring two people in." Frzezhovich shouted.

Only bring two people. This requirement is reasonable. The deputy dean looked at the dean hopefully, hoping that he would agree.

But this is, Chechen objected: "Master dean, this is absolutely necessary. The sound of horseshoes just now is more than dozens or hundreds," Frzezhovic said that it was just a few servants, which was obviously a lie. What's more, if he comes to worship sincerely, why choose the dawn, wouldn't it be better to wait for dawn?