The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

Yelishei and Xie Miao and others settled roughly with more than 3,000 compatriots and then went to take care of his father. Although the old Yelishei regained his sanity, his injury on Haim’s hand today was not light. Even two days ago, there was no dripping in and the grains of rice were stained. Yelishei was really worried about the old man’s body. disease.

"Father, I'm here." Yelishei said as he walked in.

The old Yelishei was sitting on the camp bed that was smashed by him, and Sarben was standing behind the old man and bandaging him.

As soon as Yelissey came in, Sarben said to Yelissey: "Yelsey, your father is in such a good health. I have never seen such a strong man. He has a bruise on his chest. Nothing. You can give him something to eat and drink later. I think he will recover in a day or two."

Yelishei nodded with a feeling of Sarben's treatment of his long-time father.

Then, Sarben carried the medicine box on his back, and after again instructing the old Yelishei a few words, he went out.

The next time, it's time to give them father and son.

Yelishei went to his father and said nothing. The old Yelishei didn't speak, and his son didn't know what to say first.

The old Yelishei looked up at his son who was standing like a wooden man. He moved his arm, and then motioned Yelishei to sit down beside him.

"Those compatriots are all settled?" Old Yelishei asked.

"Well," Yelishei replied, "It's all set up. The mercenary group doesn't have enough food, and the commander instructs Ingrid that our quartermaster has bought cows, sheep and horse milk from the passing Tatars. ."

"I can smell it." Old Yelishei said.

In order to burn enough food for thousands of people, the mercenary group lit bonfires everywhere, and all pots and pans were taken out. The smell of meat is everywhere in the camp.

Yelishei's tone of listening to his father seemed to have lessened his hatred of the mercenary group, and he even more vigorously spoke of Cheerchen's goodness.

"Father, you probably don't know, the head of the group gave him out of the tent so that the women and children can sleep well. Even his uncle sleeps on the ground with a saddle as the other mercenaries."

After hearing his son's words, the old Yelishei snorted, and then sneered: "Of course he will treat them well. These are his slaves. He will sell for a lot of money when he goes to Kafa in the future."

Obviously, the old Yelishei took Chechen's behavior as hypocrisy.

"Father!"

Yelisei stood up angrily.

"Our head is also a Christian. Although he is temporarily serving for Muhammad Glyy, there is a compelling problem. Moreover, when he was in Kafa, he saved more than two thousand slaves from captivity. You see The Xie Miao I visited was one of them."

"Oh? Your head is still a Christian, and will abide by the rule that a Christian cannot treat another captured Christian as a slave?"

"Of course! Xie Miao and others stayed voluntarily to work for the regiment leader, and Chechen others gave them freedom." Yelishei said. Of course, he concealed part of the facts.

The old Yelishei's face became a little softer when he heard his son say this.

At this time, the old Yelishei tried to bend down, but he accidentally affected the wound with a painful expression on his face.

"Father!" Yelishei put his hand on his father's back with concern.

The old Yelishei coughed, and he said to Yelishei: "If I were ten years younger, and a guy like today, I could beat ten. Even now, I am not you and that Xie Miao. It's getting in the way, I chopped him in half long ago."

Yelishei was amused secretly listening to his father's bragging rights. But he knew that he should speak according to his father's will at this time.

"Yes, yes." Yelishei flattered: "Father, when you were young, you could break five horseshoes with two hands in one breath. Dealing with a heretic is not the same as playing."

The old Yelishei loves to hear this. Before Yelishei could finish speaking, the old Yelishei laughed.

Seeing that his father was happy, Yelishei again mentioned his stay in the mercenary group.

The old Yelishei's smile stopped abruptly, and Yelishei looked at his father nervously.

After a while, Yelishei saw his father's slumped waist leaning back-he knew that his father was about to speak.

"I……"

As soon as the old Yelishey spoke, Chechen suddenly rushed into the tent.

"Yelsey," Cheerchen blushed and yelled eagerly, "Did you see Fatima?"

"Fatima?" Yelishei looked at Chechen: "No, I have been with my father. Why? Fatima isn't she with you?"

"No!" Cheechen said anxiously.

Cheerchen originally lay on the ground thinking about how to minimize the impact of Haim taking away Isilan Glyy. Since Ingrid came to report that the mercenary group's tent was not enough, Cheerchen contributed his own big tent~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and walked out of the tent, Cheerchen wanted to see Fati first Ma. Today, he was so involved in the affairs of Haim that he forgot to talk to Fatima.

Since knowing that Fatima was pregnant, Pidro, who was so excited, used all the best things on Fatima. Pidro believed that riding horses was not good for pregnant women, so he converted a chariot into a carriage and covered it with a thick layer of fur and silk; the tent he lived in for Fatima was also in the mercenary regiment. The biggest and best, that tent was originally prepared by Pidro for Cheerchen, but Cheerchen thought that the army was thriving and everything should be kept simple. Pidro took out the tent again. His original intention was that since Cheerchen and Fatima were about to get married, the two would simply live together. This tent was just right. This time, Cheerchen didn't object, but followed his kindness.

But when he returned to the tent, he found that Fatima was not in the tent. At first, Cheer Chen thought Fatima was panicking in the tent and came out to relax. But when he was in the camp but couldn't find Fatima all over the place, Cheechen was anxious and asked each tent one by one.

The camp is so big that Fatima won't go missing for no reason. Yelishei also realized the seriousness of the problem, so he stood up and prepared to look for it with Cheerchen.

The two were about to go out, when Fedot suddenly came in.

"Head, have you seen Fatima?" As soon as Fedot came in and saw Chechen, he asked about Fatima's whereabouts.

"No," Yelishei said, "The captain and I are about to go out to Fatima. Why, are you looking for Fatima too?"

"Well," Fedot scratched his head through his hat, "I just went back to my tent and found that the Turkish muskete was missing. My horse said that Tima had gone in, so I wanted to ask if it was her. Take it."