The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

The Duke of Konitzki was dragged away like a dog.

From beginning to end, old Stanislaw Potocki did not look at him. The civilian staff of the mission, Henrik Potocki, heard that they were saved, and Konnitsky would be responsible for the crime alone, and his face even showed a relief or an afterthought.

And more than one person rejoiced there.

The hour that has just passed was the most terrifying hour that everyone in the Polish mission experienced. Every minute and every second, they felt that death would come to their heads.

Although the Hessian cavalry and the Zaporozhan Cossack cavalry led by Blair tried their best to prevent the Cossack mob from violating the mission, they could stop people, but they could not stop the mob's voice from entering the house.

Those Cossacks who have lost their minds do not care about the status of envoys of mission members and the general rule that envoys are protected. They clamored to smash the Lechs into pieces, and used various tortures to "play" with them.

Those torture, even the strongest people will sound scared.

Through the high windows of the wooden house, the Cossack mob threw some pigs, cattle, sheep and even human intestines, hearts and other filth into the house. The colorful intestines that fell on the ground and squirmed like earthworms on the wooden floor made many people in the mission vomit.

Only the old Stanislaw Potocki sat calmly.

The old man has awakened from the despair of failure. But he turned a deaf ear to everything, just confessed to his nephew that if the Cossack mob broke in, then he would give himself a knife.

As a great nobleman and an important minister of the Republic, Stanislaw Potocki must not be humiliated by the inferior.

When the door was opened, everyone thought that the catastrophe was approaching. The faint-hearted hid in the corner of the house or stood shivering; soldiers such as dragoons and armored Cossacks clenched their weapons, ready to make a desperate fight-not to be hungry and die, especially the arm mantis.

When they saw Cheerchen and Pavlo Gomon coming in, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Death has not come, at least for now.

Chechen told everyone that he had explained to Bao Hong and Shirko clearly that the Cossacks would not hold the mission accountable, as long as...

"As long as you hand over the mastermind who killed the prisoners." Pavlo Gomon said from the side.

This made everyone nervous again. Especially those who are involved. They are afraid that they will be handed over.

Everyone's heart mentioned his throat.

Seeing the Poles' embarrassment, Pavlo Gomon laughed secretly in his heart. And when he saw Stanislaw Potocki sitting motionless, his face showed a trace of joking.

"Hey, Stanislaw. This time I did nothing to save you." Pavlo Gomon said.

Stanislaw Potocki raised his head to look at the Supreme Chief of Shetsch.

"Don't worry, we Polish people will repay our favor."

Pavlo Gomon smiled and nodded.

"We only need one person." He said.

"Who is it?" More than one person asked in their hearts, but no one spoke.

Pavlo Gomon pointed to the Duke of Konitzki who was lying unconscious on the hospital bed.

Stanislaw Potocki's hands trembled insignificantly.

"Okay. We really want to give you an explanation." The old man said.

After speaking, the old man Stanislaw Potocki went straight back to the back room.

As the Duke of Konitzki was dragged away as a scapegoat, the Cossack mobs surrounding them also dispersed—in the square, a good show was waiting for them.

Cheer Chen comforted the other members of the mission and thanked Blair for his help.

At this moment, the dragoons and the armored Cossacks all regarded Cheor Chen as their savior, and gave him grateful glances one by one.

Of course, they can't say how grateful they are.

After calming the crowd, Cheerchen walked into the back room.

Old Stanislaw Potocki was sitting with his back to him.

"You did a good job." Although the old man didn't look back, he knew who was here.

"The king and I did not misunderstand you."

After hearing this, Cheerchen stood for a while quietly.

"I regret not being able to protect the Duke of Konitzki." He said.

The old man turned his head, he looked at Cheerchen's eyes, wondering if this was his true thoughts.

Just now, Stanislaw Potocki suspected that Cheerchen was avenging his personal revenge.

What he saw in Chechen's eyes was indeed sad.

"The Duke of Konitzki died well, and he took on the responsibilities that he had on his shoulders." The old man said.

"Originally the responsibility of my deputy envoy." Cheerchen thought.

In the sentence just now, Cheerchen wanted to tell the old man that Vigowski was elected, but the words changed when he spoke.

He really felt a little stupid. He already knew what the old man would say, so why bother to say something more.

Stanislaw Potocki saw Cheerchen’s disapproval, and he spoke again: "Cheerchen, you have to remember ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ Our republic is at a time when turmoil and wars are everywhere, personally. The trickle of water is like morning rain. If it does not fall into the ocean, it can only dissipate in the sun. The Duke of Konitzki gave his life for everyone. This is his supreme glory and his role as a republic. Responsibilities of children and grandchildren. For today’s matter, even if the Cossacks want me, as long as I can protect everyone, as long as the negotiation can continue, I will stand up desperately. What about a thousand cuts? What about a broken body? The torture of the mobs will only make the glory I received in heaven even more glorious."

Stanislaw Potocki's words are righteous, and he stands in the position of a patriot. He said so and will do the same. And, he also hopes Cheerchen can do this.

Because the old man admitted that Cheer Chen married Natalie, he was also a descendant of the Republic.

"Yes." Cheechen replied perfunctorily, lowering his head.

Stanislaw Potocki might be disappointed. Chechen at this time was far from reaching the level he had hoped for. As a Spanish mercenary, Chechen served for Poland out of revenge, out of love, out of companions, and out of favor.

The old man listened to Cheerchen, thinking Cheerchen had already listened. So, he said again: "Okay, all night, you are tired. Go down and have a good rest. We will leave for China early tomorrow morning. The responsibility for the failure of this mission rests with me. After I go back, I will report to His Majesty the King. Please be punished. But you don't need to worry, as long as you have not done anything for the whole thing."

At this moment, Chechen finally said to Stanislaw Potocki what surprised and delighted him: "I persuaded Big Brother Bao Hong to abandon the election and support Wigowski to become the next One-term Cossack Chief."