The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

"Go to thank you?"

Uzenbey didn't turn the corner for a while.

"Yes, go to Xieqi. Let's go and ask Khmelnitsky's Cossacks to send troops to help us." Isilan Gley said word by word, obviously this decision was not easy for him.

Uzenbeyi shuddered even more when he reacted. The Zaporizhia Cossacks arrived in Crimea just like their Tatars arrived in Ukraine, all with fire and swords. Think about what their Tatars did in Ukraine during the Cossack Uprising. At that time, they and the Cossacks were still allies, but they were still doing the same with the captivity and looting.

"Khan, this is a good way. We can tell Khmelnitski that Mohamed Glyy has been helped by the Poles. Behind that waste Khan, the King of Poland tried to attack the Cossacks by helping him reset. I think Khmelnitsky will not be indifferent when he hears this news." Barenbey, after hearing Ishran Gley's request for help from the Cossacks, made suggestions behind him.

But what he didn't expect was that the lie he had imagined was already the truth of the facts. It was the King of Poland who helped Muhammad Glyy to restore his country, and the goal was to win allies to attack Zaporozhye's Cossacks on both sides.

"This is indeed a good way. We'll just say that to Khmelnitsky at that time." Isilan Glej nodded. He stood up and looked back in Ackerman's direction.

"I will be back. Muhammad, my brother, and those who have betrayed me, I will let you know that I, Ishran Glyy, is the real khan of Crimea."

On the second day, as soon as the horizon was white, Isilan Gree led the crowd and set off. He dared not stay here for long, because he knew that neither Muhammad Glyy nor the Tatar nobles who had betrayed him would let him go. Even the Tatar raiders active in the prairie will perseverely stare at themselves for money.

Returning to the way he had always been, Isilan Glyy kept running. When encountering smaller towns and villages, he ordered Uzenbeyi to lead a group of heavy cavalry to conquer supplies; when encountering fortresses or large cities, they would detour. In this way, it took only eight days before they entered the territory of Ukraine.

Due to years of military disasters, Ukraine has long lost its former prosperity, and the village that was originally smoky has long been ruined. Even after a group of Yislan Glyi walked in Ukraine for a day, they didn't even see a living person. If it weren't for the forcibly confiscated supplies along the way, they could only rely on the milk of the few cows and the cold and hard tortillas to satisfy their hunger along the way. But even so, it is inevitable to sleep in the wild on a cold summer night in Ukraine.

The **** on earth created by the Tatar butcher knife finally made them taste the suffering themselves.

On the second day, Isilan Gree finally met someone. It was a team of hundreds of Cossacks, both young and old. With short spears on their shoulders, they are walking in the direction of Xie Qi.

They were singing while walking.

"Untie your horse and lie down to rest

I will go to the green garden and dig a well in the garden

Dig, dig a well in the green garden

Maybe this girl will come to fetch water in the early morning

Here, here, the girl came to fetch water early in the morning

A Cossack followed her and then bathed her horse

Asked her, if she could give him the basket, but she didn’t give him

Put on, put on, put the ring on her hand, she didn’t accept

She is very young

She has blond braids that reach her waist, and a blue ribbon is tied to the braids. "

Isilan Gree led the crowd to stop in front of the group of Cossacks. He arrogantly asked: "Are you going to thank you?"

When these hundreds of Cossacks saw that they were surrounded by a squad of Tatar heavy cavalry, they all gathered vigilantly to form a circle. The short spears in their hands were aligned outwards, like a hedgehog covered with prickles.

It can be seen that, accustomed to the super long guns of the Republic of Poland infantry and wing cavalry, which are 4 to 6 meters at every turn, Ishland Glyi really doesn't feel any fear for this hedgehog, which is only 2 meters long. Moreover, the longest of this kind is only 2 meters in length, and even the shorter Cossack spear, which is only 1 meter to 1.3 meters, is still so crudely crafted. The wood used as a spear shaft is just some of the local Ukrainian harder woods that are used as a spear shaft after a simple treatment, and some are even curved.

"Who are you?"

In the middle of the circle, an elderly Cossack with a gray beard raised his throat and asked Ishran Gleydao in a loud voice.

If it were the past, a humble Cossack would dare to ask himself, Isilan Glyy would have cut him in half long ago. But now the situation is better than others, and Isilan Glyy has to put down his figure.

"I am the messenger of the Crimean Khan, and I am going to see Khmelnitsky in Seči."

"The warchief is not in Xieqi, he will meet in Kiev. Now Xieqi's highest officer is Pavlo Gomon." The white-bearded Cossack replied with his throat.

As soon as Isilan Gley heard this, Ben was about to go to Kiev immediately. But then I thought about it, he and his men were as panicked as a bereavement dog, and they were underestimated by Khmelnitsky when they went to Kiev. So he decided to go to Xieqi to take a break first, and then let Pavlo Gomon **** him, so that he can have the decent Khan.

Isilan Gree raised his whip and pointed it at the white-bearded Cossack. He said, "You lead the way and take care of us. I'm going to see Pavlo Gomon."

Angrily flashed across the faces of the Cossacks. The white-bearded Cossack did not reply with disagreement, but shouted: "You put down your weapons first."

"Damn it!"

Seeing that Cossack dared to make a request, Uzenbey beside Isilan Glyi was furious. He cut a short spear in half with a machete.

"If you dare to say more, you will end up like this short spear!"

The Cossacks seemed afraid. The white-bearded Cossack ordered everyone to put away the short spear. He sang like a gong: "Ho! Ho!

Khan’s messenger, so furious

Ho! Ho!

Khan's Messenger

Don't be offended by our friends..."

"Who the **** is your friend!" Uzenbey yelled again.

The white-bearded Cossack closed his mouth.

This time, the other Cossacks didn't speak. They didn't even glance at Uzenbey with hateful eyes, but they just put away their short spear and walked forward.

"Khan, so these Cossacks are cheap bones. If you don't give them a good look, they won't.... So when it comes to Kiev, you will do the same with Khmelnitsky." Uzenbey Seeing that the Cossacks obeyed, he proudly said to Isilan Gree.

But at this moment, the abnormal change protrudes.

When the team of Cossacks and Isilan Glyy and others were headed together, the white-bearded Cossack shouted: "God bless! Infidels go to death!"

With this sentence as if an order, the group of Cossacks suddenly rushed into Isilan Glyy's team. They also shouted "God bless, heretics go to death", and stabbed the cavalry on the horse with a short spear.

Unprepared, four or five heavy cavalry were stabbed off the horse in a split second. Several of them are still alive, but the Cossacks smashed their faces with blunt instruments, smashing their faces to the ground and flying everywhere.

Isilan Glyy and the two Bayes reacted. In the face of the attack, they drew their scimitars to defend themselves. The other heavy cavalry also brandished their scimitars and slashed towards the Cossacks swarming up.

Isilan Glyy counts thousands of things, but one thing is missing. The Ukrainian and Crimean hatred for hundreds of years is comparable to the hatred of the Polish nobles. The upper Cossacks may shelve disputes because of common interests. , But the people who suffer from the lower classes will not think so, they will only pay blood for blood and tooth for tooth.

Since Isilan Gree stopped them, the Cossacks figured out a way to destroy the Tatars. The White-bearded Cossack ordered everyone to put down their weapons only as a deception, in order to drag the opponent into a hand-to-hand fight so that they can give full play to the short spear. power.

Isilan Glyy was too careless, he underestimated the Cossack's unforgettable hatred of the Tatars, and he underestimated the Cossack's short spear.

The short Cossack spear was originally designed by the Cossacks to deal with the Tatars. The main enemy of the Cossacks was the Tatar cavalry who lived in the steppes. On the vast Ukrainian plains, it is naturally difficult to fight these excellent cavalry with spears alone, so the Cossacks had to rely on chariots and muskets to protect their infantry. With muskets and chariots as a cover, the Cossack infantry often dragged the opposing cavalry or infantry into hand-to-hand combat when defensive and counterattack. The Cossack spear is far more flexible than the spear in hand-to-hand combat.

For example, now, the Cossacks are in groups of ten. They surround a heavy cavalry, and then use short spears to continuously pierce the thighs, abdomen and underarms of the cavalry. These are the weaker parts of the cavalry. And because the distance between the two was too close, the heavy cavalry could not rely on their horses to get rid of the Cossacks, they could only use a machete to chop left and right.

"Go, go! Retreat!" Isilan Glyy overthrew two Cossacks and gave the order to retreat.

Every heavy armored cavalry here is his precious wealth and his most loyal servant. Any loss is an irreversible loss. Isilan Gree is unwilling to consume them and these humble Cossacks.

After paying the lives of three heavy cavalry, the others finally came out of the siege. Together they headed towards the path. And the Cossacks, who had won several times the cost of casualties, did not catch up. Under the leadership of the white-bearded Cossacks, they skillfully constricted their own corpses, and then harnessed everything on the Tatar cavalry. Lying on the ground by the naked body.

In this land, killings and being killed are commonplace. The Cossacks sang songs, picked up the spoils, and went on to Xie Qi.

"Untie your horse and lie down to rest

I will go to the green garden and dig a well in the garden

Dig, dig a well in the green garden

Maybe this girl will come to fetch water in the early morning

Here, here, the girl came to fetch water early in the morning

A Cossack followed her and then bathed her horse

Asked her, if she could give him the basket, but she didn’t give him

Put on, put on, put the ring on her hand, she didn’t accept

She is very young

She has blond braids that reach her waist, and a blue ribbon is tied to the braids. "

…………

Isilan Glyy ran for more than a dozen miles in one breath. He was really angry and hated. He didn't expect that as a Crimean khan, he was forced to escape by a group of humble Cossacks.

This run didn't stop until Uzenbey called him.

"Khan, take a break. Old Barron Bay, he's almost gone!"

Barenbey was indeed dying. Although Old Bay was wearing fine small metal plate chain mail, the Cossack's short spear left a lot of wounds on his thighs and underarms. While these wounds were bleeding continuously, they were also consuming the vitality of Old Bey. And the rush of more than a dozen li even made Barenbey's oil drained.

Isilan Glyy jumped off the horse. At this time, Uzenbey had helped Barenbey off his horse, and spread a whole piece of lambskin on the ground so that Old Bey lay on it.

The snow-white lamb skin was bright red with the blood of Ballenbey in a short while.

Isilan Gree shook old Bay's hand. The hand was as cold as ice.

"Old Bai, you'll be fine." Isilan Gree comforted him with tears.

Barenbey opened his mouth, and he said in an almost imperceptible voice: "East ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ towards the direction of the sun."

Isilan Gree understood what Barembey meant. Old Barron Bey hopes to return to the place where his ancestors came, and regroup there.

The Cossacks are unreliable and the Ottoman Turkey is unreliable. The Khanate has no place for itself, and going east is its only way out.

Even at the moment of dying, Old Bai was still thinking of himself.

Thinking of this, Yislan Glyy not only burst into tears.

"I know, I know." Isilan Gree held the old Bay's hand even more tightly.

Barenbeibn wanted to say "Don't come back", but he didn't finish his words at the last moment.

Old Barron Bay died in hatred. .

"Khan, the horse meat is here!"

Uzenbeyi came over with a piece of steaming fresh meat. This was originally for Barenbey's wounds, but it's not needed anymore.

"Uzen." Isilan Gree called.

"Khan, I am here."

"Bury the old Bey, then cut off the horse meat and roast it." Isilan Glyy ordered.

The place where the ancestors came is thousands of miles away, and the people in this group must have enough food.

Uzenbey and the two heavy cavalry dismembered the horses following the orders of Ishran Glyydi. Soon, except for the head of the horse, there was only a skeleton left in the horse's body. Those fishy entrails were piled up again, and the horse meat was either boiled or roasted to make cooked food.

Smelling the scent of horse meat, Isilan Gree had no appetite. Now, he has less than a hundred people left and lost all his livestock, and the road ahead is so dangerous.

"Alahu Akbar."

Isilan Glyy fell to his knees and prayed to his God.