The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

After crossing the river, Chechen dispatched a messenger to Kiev as soon as Colonel Jan Skrzeduski ordered, and notified the arrival of the mission.

The candidate he sent was Xie Miao. On the one hand, Xie Miao is loyal and reliable, and on the other hand, Xie Miao is an Orthodox Christian. The Cossacks and Ukrainians mostly believed in the Orthodox Church. Chechen hoped that Xie Miao's advantage would be less troublesome than others.

Although a messenger was sent, it made it impossible for the group to stop and wait. Cheechen ordered everyone to be more vigilant, even if it was a small solution, they could not go alone, but to go together in groups.

He is afraid of unexpected situations.

The first night into the Cossack Emirate passed peacefully. The members of the mission and the guards all slept peacefully, and the guards on duty did not find any abnormalities all night.

But before everyone was celebrating, Cheerchen vaguely noticed that someone was following and watching them at the beginning of the next day.

These stalkers are very cunning. Cheer Chen once led a group of cavalry to raided a suspicious grove, but before they arrived, the people in the book forest had already escaped. Except for seeing two long sticks tied with cow shoulder blades, Cheerchen had nothing to gain.

Cheerchen took two long sticks with ox shoulder blades back to the mission. Among them was an armored Cossack cavalry who had fought in Ukraine and told Cheerchen that this weapon was a weapon commonly used by the poor in Ukraine. They might have encountered a small Stock of robbers.

But this armored Cossack is very optimistic. He believes that these poorly equipped Ukrainian poor are not a cause for concern. They cannot and are unable to pose a threat to the mission guarded by sixty cavalry armed to the teeth.

Even though the armored Cossack said so, Cheerchen was still uneasy. He urged everyone to be vigilant and try to stay away from the woods if not necessary. What Cheerchen worried the most was the cold gun shot from the woods. Because even the most inferior hand-made firearms can threaten the lives of heavily armed cavalry.

In the night of this day, the mission was still camping in the wild, and Cheerchen sent double guards.

When dawn is about to break, someone will shake Chechen to wake up.

"My lord, wake up soon, something is happening," the person said hurriedly.

"What's the situation?" Cheer Chen immediately woke up from his sleep. He drew the pistol from his waist and held it in his hand.

"In the northeast, many dark shadows passed. There were hundreds of people."

"Is it a Cossack?"

"I don't know, I didn't see it clearly."

Cheerchen quickly awakened everyone. He ordered all the carts of the mission to be aligned to the northeast, forming a semicircular square, and the Hessian cavalry was in charge of the guard behind the square.

"Old man, put this on quickly." Cheerchen found Stanislaw Potocki and handed a chain mail and a helmet to the old man.

The old man took the chain mail and helmet to put on, and asked as he put on, "What's the situation, Cheeshn."

"It's not a big deal, sir. Just sit in the carriage and I will take care of it." Cheer Chen said lightly. Since the situation is unclear, he doesn't want the old man to worry too much.

"You are the deputy envoy of the mission and the captain of the guard. I will leave everything to you." Stanislaw Potocki said to Chechen confidently, and then got into the carriage.

At this time, twenty dragoons were already in place in front of the fortress composed of carts.

After a while, the footsteps of the group of people were already clearly audible. The sound of footsteps was heard when the two sides were still some distance away, and a rude and threatening voice came from the group: "Who are you!"

Due to the heavy Ukrainian accent of the speaker, Cheerchen couldn't understand it, so he asked the armored Cossack yesterday to answer on his own.

"Who are you?" the armored Cossack asked rhetorically.

The people over there are obviously impatient: "Quick answer, Grandson Turtle, or I will let you taste the power of muskets."

Although Chechen was not afraid of these thugs, after all there was a big figure like Stanislaw Potocki in the mission. He asked the armored Cossacks around him to answer according to his own words: "We are the Republic of Poland sent to Kiev to meet the chief. The messenger of Bogdan Khmelnitsky."

Maybe it was because I heard that this was such an identity team and was going to see Bogdan Khmelnitsky, which was obviously taken aback. They stopped yelling, and then a group of people seemed to get together for some kind of discussion.

After a while, one of them spoke. This time the accent was not so heavy, Cheerchen understood.

"We are the people of Bogdan Khmelnitsky. If you are really a mission, we can **** you to Kiev."

Hearing what the other party said, some Dragoons holding carbine tightly breathed a sigh of relief, and even their fingers withdrew from the trigger.

Chechen kept in mind what Jan Skrzedusky said, "Unless it is a prominent Zaporozhye Cossack from Kiev, other people, even the chiefs of the Cossacks in nearby strongholds, don't believe it~www. wuxiaspot.com~Because many of them are murderous robbers, they tend to bury their bodies in the ground after killing people, instead of revealing any news to Kiev." He did not dare to relax his vigilance and evaded loudly: "Don't be so polite, we know the way ourselves."

There was another silence.

Suddenly, someone in the group shouted: "Fuck!"

Then, a dull gunshot rang.

Obviously, these people consciously realized that their conspiracy was seen through, and they became angry and ready to use it.

"Shoot!" Cheer Chen fired a shot into the darkness, not knowing if he hit the target.

Twenty carbines fired. There were several screams in the darkness.

The crowd seemed to retreat.

Since the sky hadn't been fully illuminated, Cheerchen did not dare to let the Hessian cavalry attack, lest he encountered an ambush. He made the dragoons step back and reloaded the bullets, and twenty armored Cossacks stepped forward to shoot their bows and draw arrows.

But the opponent was obviously frightened by the powerful firepower of the mission, or was blinded by a platoon of guns just now, and did not attack again for a long time.

The sky was finally fully lit, and the scene on the battlefield was also clearly seen by Cheerchen.

I saw in front of the cart, there were about a hundred Cossacks standing with various weapons-sabers, hatchets, two-handed axes, hand-made firearms, and wooden sticks. They lined up in a tight formation. Staring straightly at the mission from the range of the musket.

The few people standing in the front are dark-skinned, and their equipment is slightly better. Not only are they equipped with some metal armor components, but they also have pistols in their waists. They are obviously small bosses.

"If you don't want to cause trouble, please let me go. The man to greet us is coming soon. If he knows that you are disrespectful to the messenger, he will definitely cure you by calling you father or mother." Chechen threatened loudly.