The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

In Cherkassy, ​​due to Baohong's relationship, Chechen was warmly received by Colonel Vasily Zolotarenko.

After listening to Cheerchen's request, the colonel generously lent Cheerchen to fifty Cossacks. These fifty men are all famous Cossack sailors. They used to drove small boats to fight with Ottoman Turks' galleys on the Black Sea, and they were extremely rich in combat experience and combat effectiveness.

Chechen originally worried that the Cossack team leader would only lend himself some old and weak soldiers, but he didn't expect the Cossack colonel to be so good. Chechen and Vasily Zolotarenko drank a few cups in great joy.

After a few cups of yellow soup, the atmosphere became more warm. Especially Vasily Zolotarenko knew that Chechen turned out to be the survivor of the mercenary group he fought in Smolensk. He loudly praised the command of Captain Franco, Youfang and his soldiers. heroic.

"Brother Chechen, you should know that our Cossacks are first-class in trench warfare, and siege is also our specialty. Even if it is a field battle, as long as there are three hundred Cossack infantry and trenches, we can fight two thousand Poland. The cavalry fought back and forth. But in Smolensk, brother, I really suffered. We tried every means, but we couldn't make it to Smolensk. Although it is the enemy, I sincerely The head Franco who admires you very much."

With that, Colonel Vasily Zolotarenko drank another bowl of wine.

"The bravery and tenacity of the colonel's soldiers also made Captain Franco complimented." Cheer Chen complimented.

When Colonel Vasily Zolotarenko heard this, he burst into laughter, and his heart was sweeter than any honey he had eaten.

Then, Colonel Vasily Zolotarenko talked about Yakov again. He told Cheerchen that he had seen that guy displeased a long time ago. Cheerchen went to Pskov this time, and he must have beaten Yakov to his mother.

"It's not just that he doesn't know him, I want to send him to hell, even Satan can't recognize it." Che Chenxin said.

Early the next morning, Chechen bid farewell to Colonel Vasily Zolotarenko. He put on the Cossack uniform, and then took Yelisei and the fifty Cossack sailors towards Pskov.

Originally, Vasily Zolotarenko had to equip each Cossack with a horse, but Chechen declined and only needed a few workhorses-he now pretends to be an unknown Cossack’s. Company commander. As we all know, the Ukrainian Cossacks are mainly infantry. A team of all-ridden Cossacks is not something that everyone is qualified to equip. Such a team appeared on the territory of Tsarist Russia, and it was extremely easy to arouse the suspicion of others.

It was September, and the grass was still growing extremely luxuriantly, and the grassland was full of vitality.

In the early morning, the gentle breeze blows the grass, bringing a wave of green waves mixed with yellow waves. Cheerchen took this group of Cossack infantry forward like waves on the sea.

From time to time, they could hear the cry of Xiao Xiao's wild horses, the wailing cranes, and the sounds of wild geese flapping their wings.

Once, they actually met a group of wild horses. The creatures on these grasslands galloped like a gust of wind and rain, and saw their abdomen rubbing the grass and approaching quickly, but when they met Chechen’s horses and horses, the wild horses were nailed together like magic. On the ground, stand in a semicircle.

The leading horse's mane is fluttering with the wind, its big nose opens with breath, and a pair of big surprised eyes stares at Chechen.

"It's really a horse of thousands of miles!" Cheer Chen couldn't help exclaiming in praise, looking at its vigorous appearance and shiny brocade skin.

This compliment seemed to scare this vigorous creature.

In an instant, the head horse turned his horse's head and galloped toward the left wing. The other Mustangs followed closely behind.

Cheer Chen was so interested at this time for some reason. He swung his whip to the mount under his hip. The mount raised his front hoof, and then chased in the direction where the wild horses were fleeing.

"Let's go after it too!" Yelishei dared to order to the Cossacks under his command after seeing Cheerchen taking the lead.

This group of savage and savvy Cossacks had long looked at the wild horses. They were screaming, and regardless of how their two legs ran over the four legs, one by one shot and scared the wild horses while running.

Although the horse was vigorous, it couldn't be compared with a trained military horse after all, and it was soon followed by Cheechen.

Cheerchen slowly manipulated his mount to get close to the head horse. He took a chance and quickly jumped onto the back of the head horse.

The horse was suddenly startled. It shook its neck vigorously and thumped its back, trying to throw Cheechen off, but Cheerchen hugged the horse's neck tightly.

The head horse couldn't get rid of it, but it turned in a mysterious way and ran back towards the Cossack behind it.

The wild horses can fall into the circle. The Cossacks surrounded wild horses, and they rushed towards a wild horse in groups~www.wuxiaspot.com~ hugged their necks and climbed on their backs.

Cheerchen's head horse is the most intense struggle. Cheerchen was stunned, and after several times, Cheerchen almost fell off. But one of his hands stubbornly grabbed the horse's mane, holding on to the horse.

Gradually, the head became tired, and it was panting heavily, and the frequency of struggle was not as good as before.

Cheerchen tried to let go of the tightly held mane, and his hand gently rubbed the head of the horse's neck.

This is the trick Cheerchen learned from the Tatar shepherd when he was in Crimea.

Sure enough, the head horse gradually calmed down, seemingly less resistant to Chechen.

At this moment, Cheerchen jumped off his horse. He took a bag of oats and held it in his hand, and then passed it to the head of the horse.

The head horse chewed.

When the Cossacks saw that Cheerchen was so proficient in horse control at a young age, they all cried out loudly.

At noon, the group simply ate their meals and then continued on their way.

Chechen left the first horse and two of them, and released the other wild horses to the grassland.

The team continued to advance.

At noon on the tenth day, they passed through a long and narrow forest belt, and they saw from a distance the windmills scattered on the hills and plains.

"Yelisey, where are we?" Cheerchen asked.

Yelishei looked around, then took out the map to compare it, and then told Chechen that this was already Loknia. Go ahead for about two days, and that's Pskov.

Cheerchen nodded, and he shouted to the Cossacks: "Everyone, cheer up, wait until Pskov, I invite you to drink vodka."

There was nothing more exciting than vodka, and the Cossacks in the team cheered together.