The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

Vigowski replied hello to Stanislaw Potocki, but he did not talk to the old man too much, but led the old man to Bogdan Khmelnitz’s bed. .

"Yuri, Bogdan Khmelnitz is coming from the Polish mission." Wigowski said as he walked.

At this time, he was again a conscientious clerk.

Stanislaw Potocki was unable to reach the bed because Popovich stopped him in front of him.

"The Poles don't deserve to be here." The loyal old Cossack gritted his teeth and said word by word.

"Popovic! This is the messenger." Vigowski angered.

The clerk thought Popovich was too much.

"I said, Poles don't deserve to be here."

Popovich ignored Vygowski.

Yuri stood like a wooden man, and Bogdan Khmelnitsky's death hit the young man so hard that he hadn't recovered yet.

Magnus de la Gardia looked at Popovich who was tough on Stanislaw Potocki, with a smile on his lips.

Seeing Popovich being so rude, Henrik and Chechen both wanted to step forward, but Stanislaw Potocki reached out to stop them.

The old man stepped back, watching Bogdan Khmelnitsky's body crossed his chest, and then silently chanted to see off his old friend.

As all this, the old man left.

Cheerchen waited close behind.

"Your Excellency, I'm really sorry." Wigowski took a few steps and walked in line with the old man. He apologized as he walked.

Stanislaw Potocki said: "It doesn't have to be this, your clerk. The Poles made a lot of mistakes in Ukraine, and it is normal for Colonel Popovich to complain about me."

Hearing what the old man said, Wigowski gave a pensive expression.

When the three of them were sent down the stairs by Vigowski to the gate, Cheer Chen saw Bao Hong, who had taken a step earlier, riding on a tall horse and standing alone on the street.

"Bao Hong!" Che Chen said hello.

Bao Hong rode up to Chechen, "Brother Chechen, how about going for a drink with me?"

Stanislaw Potocki motioned with his eyes to Cheerchen to go, so Cheerchen mounted his horse and left with Bao Hong.

On the way to the pub, Cheer Chen asked why Bao Hong was alone. He clearly left with another person just now.

A scornful smile appeared on Bao Hong's face, and his horse whip hit the horse's **** fiercely.

"As soon as that guy Hirko left, he was with Vasily Tubrin from Russia. The two of them frowned and discussed the future of the Cossacks in front of me. I don’t want to get mixed up with the Russians. So I parted ways with them."

The two walked into a tavern owned by Ukrainians, and then found a secluded corner. When Cheerchen accompany Bao Hong to drink the third cup of vodka, Cheerchen asked Bao Hong, "Bao Hong, you said that after Yuri inherited the position of chief, where will the Cossack Chiefs go?"

"Where to go? The Cossacks have no future! Hero Bogdan Khmelnitsky I, although I have different ideas from his, but I still admire him. I didn't expect him to die. I completely looked down on him. Hehe, passed the throne to my son, is the position of the great chief of the Cossack emirate hereditary? He was playing tricks with us at the end of the day—the four were serving as his sons. It's just a stepping stone."

As he said, Bao Hong laughed again. His smile seemed to show Bogdan Khmelnitsky in the sky.

After Bao Hong finished laughing, he raised his head again. At this time, a chicken from the owner's family jumped onto the table and then cried out "Wow!" Bao Hong waved his hand and drove the chicken off.

Then Bao Hong said: "Succession? I won't let Yuri's milky child succeed. Why is he? Did the Cossack of Zaporozhye agree? Did the team leader and the company leader agree? Did the bishop of Kiev agree? I will unite the team leaders who defend the Cossack tradition to oppose this motion, and then elect the real chief of the Cossacks." Bao Hong shouted.

In order to show his determination to vowed so and never change, Bao Hong smashed the tin wine glass in his hand on the table.

Splash of beer and foam in a beer glass. A few drops of beer spilled on Cheerchen's face and clothes, but Cheerchen didn't care.

The hotel owner looked at his table and wine glasses distressedly. The bottom of the poor wine glass was smashed into the hole.

"Is there no one to support Yuri? He is the son of Bogdan Khmelnitsky after all."

"Support? I'm afraid that only Bogdan Popovich will support Yuri. Even the little nobleman and the Vygowski, who has always been a dog of Bogdan Khmelnitsky, are standing there. On our side, no one else supports him."

While talking, Bao Hong poured all the wine in the glass into his mouth.

Seeing Bao Hong's unwilling look, Chechen suddenly asked, "Bao Hong, do you want to be a great chief, don't you?"

Chechen knew that Bao Hong had temporarily replaced the position of the Cossack chief, so he thought that Bao Hong was so excited that he was venting his dissatisfaction with Bogdan Khmelnitsky for not passing the position of the chief chief to himself. .

Who knows, Bao Hong raised a pair of drunk eyes, he looked at Chechen and said in frustration: "Warchief? Even if I am a warchief, what's the use? Can I get her if I become a warchief? She will fall in love with me. Is it? Ha ha ha ha."

While talking, Bao Hong raised his head~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He actually shed tears.

Chechen knew that the girl Bao Hong was talking about was Princess Helena. Obviously in Bao Hong's heart, nothing is as important as Princess Helena. He couldn't bear Bao Hong being so sad, so he blurted out: "I passed Zbaraz on my way to Kiev..."

Before Chechen's words were finished, Bao Hong stood up abruptly. He grabbed Cheechen's hand and asked excitedly: "How is she, how is she?"

Bao Hong's gaze was so eager, Chechen was a little frightened.

"If I told him that Princess Helena had a bad time in Zbaraj, and that the child born to Princess Helena may be his, Brother Bao Hong will definitely rush over regardless." Chechen thought in his heart. .

Thinking about the strong fortress of Zbarazh and the tight arrangement of Jan Skrzeduski's surroundings, Chechen worried that if Bao Hong went to desperately, he might lose his life there.

Thinking of this, Cheechen decided not to tell Bao Hong the truth.

"She's fine," Cheerchen said.

Bao Hong let go of Chechen's hand, his eyes dimmed.

"Yes, she's fine, how could she be bad." Bao Hong muttered to himself.

"Brother Bao Hong, this time Stanislaw Potocki and I came to Poland for..." Chechen couldn't bear Bao Hong continued to feel sad, and he changed the subject to "business."

Bao Hong raised a hand and said, "Chechen, I know the purpose of the Poles, of course. But please don't say anything. I have the arrogance of my Cossack, and I don't allow anyone to supervise me. No matter what. Whoever wants to violate the freedom of the Cossacks, I will treat each other with the saber in my hand."

Chechen understood that Bao Hong had decided, so instead of saying more, he raised his glass.

"Then we drink, Brother Bao Hong."