The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

Suddenly, there was a rush of hoofs outside.

Then someone shouted from below: "What's going on? How dare a group of lowly Cossacks drank in front of the square of the City Lord's Mansion, no one cares?"

Hearing the strange cry, Orina Birlevich stood up.

She walked to the window to look next, and saw a knight wearing a wing cavalry chain armor and a wolf fur hat riding a horse around the gate of the city lord’s mansion.

He bowed from side to side, and beat the sloppy Cossacks drinking around with the whip in his hand.

Then, another group of unfamiliar wing cavalry came in. This time, Orina Birlevich saw the flag they held high.

"It's Marshal Lubaumacki's guard!" Orina Birlevich exclaimed.

Hearing that the person who came was actually from General Marshal Lvbao Macki, Chechen and Yelixie both stood up in surprise.

They walked to the window and looked down at the same time.

"Why this marshal can't stand the babbling so much. Or does he have a pair of good ears, and he can hear him as long as someone says bad things about him?" Yelishei muttered.

He didn't expect Miss Orina to mention the marshal with the captain just now, and at this moment Lubao Macki was here.

"Chechen, let's go down quickly. If the marshal is really here, then this scene below is really rude." Orina Birlevich patted Chechen's arm, then stroked her hair, hurriedly Ran downstairs.

The one who is about to arrive is indeed Marshal Lubao Macki, and the leading knight is the captain of the full-powered colonel of the winged cavalry team under Marshal Suvski.

The reason why Suffersky was the captain of the plenipotentiary colonel was that the wing cavalry occupies a special position in the various arms. Just as the royal wing cavalry team is usually led by the king, and the church wing cavalry team is usually personally led by the archbishop, Lubaumacki also serves as the honorary team leader of this wing cavalry under his command. It's just that he certainly couldn't lead the wing cavalry to charge. So it was Suffersky who was actually in charge of military affairs.

Such a person is usually referred to as the captain of the plenipotentiary colonel.

Taking advantage of the time between Miss Orina and Colonel Sufferski, Cheerchen and Yelisei hurriedly carried the unconscious Cossacks to the lower room to rest with the servants of the City Lord’s Mansion.

It didn't take long for the sedan carriage carrying Marshal Lubao Macki to drove in.

Chechen had heard of Marshal Lubao Macki's luxury and richness more than once, but this time, he really saw it.

I saw the marshal's carriage and the carriage of his entourage parked on the square in front of the city’s main mansion. Lubao Macki had not yet got off the carriage. Two Flemish (Flemish people are one of the two major ethnic groups in Belgium.) The young man walked forward with the red felt carpet, and then spread the carpet from the carriage to the gate of the city lord's mansion.

For this reason, Cheerchen and the others who were standing at the door had to give in.

Then, groups of people who came down from the carriage, they walked towards the city lord’s mansion with brocades, clocks, gold and silver tableware, carpets and expensive spices in their hands.

According to Chechen's estimation, the value of what these people took was more than the three-year output of his fief, Vidava.

"He has so much wealth, but he can't bear to give Polotsk even the mere gunpowder."

Thinking of this, Cheerchen couldn't help clenching his fists in resentment.

Finally, Marshal Lubao Macki got out of the carriage.

Today's Marshal Lubao Macki is wearing a brown leather hunting suit. He held a golden scepter in his left hand, and stroked his black crow-wing beard in his right hand. That posture showed a kind of sheer majesty, and at the same time revealed a kind of indomitable arrogance.

Lubaumacki squeezed the scepter on the ground, and he looked at Orina Birlevich at first glance and smiled at her.

"Mistress, I hope my sudden visit will not cause you any trouble." Lvbao Macki said with a big smile as he walked.

Orina Birlevich hurriedly curtseyed in return.

She replied: "Why, the Marshal's visit to Polotsky really made the cold house shine."

Lvbao Macki helped Orina Birlevich up.

He explained why he came to this day: "I'm here to inspect this line of defense. You know, although Karl X went to Denmark, but Miatersk left Boguslav, a traitor, to garrison. The king refused to pardon him. His crime of treason, so he and the Swede broke their hearts and worked hard for Karl X. These days, I have received information from time to time that the foreign mercenaries he hired are going to cross the border and plunder."

"The marshal has worked hard." Orina Birlevich complimented respectfully.

Lvbao Macki had always admired the heroine Orina Birlevich, and now hearing Orina's praise to him, the marshal couldn't help laughing louder.

Suddenly, a voice came from next to him: "If there is enough ammunition, Polotsk, let alone Boguslav, is there any fear even if the Russians come."

Of course it was Cheerchen who spoke.

He was dissatisfied with Lvbao Macki's repeated attempts to give Polotsk~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the guns and sticks.

Lubao Macki's face suddenly became cold.

At this time, he noticed Chechen standing next to Orina Birlevich.

Originally, he thought this was a Cossack attendant in the mansion.

"Who are you?" the marshal asked arrogantly.

Of course he could hear that Cheerchen was dissatisfied with himself.

Seeing that Lvbaomacky was a little angry, Miss Orina hurriedly introduced her: "Marshal, this is Alvar Chechen. The hero who won the aid of the Crimean Khan for the Republic."

Hearing Chechen's name, Lvbao Macki's face eased a little.

"I know you," he said: "You did a good job in Crimea. I also heard that you are going to tie Natalie Janusz. Natalie was also the one I grew up watching. It is your blessing to marry her."

Cheerchen didn't talk.

Orina Billevich hurriedly covered up for Chechen again: "Marshal Chechen, he just returned from Pskov. He has been exhausted on the journey and a little bit of energy. But you can't think of it anyway, this young man. In the duel between Pskov and Yakov, he killed each other. And retreated all over."

This aroused the great interest of Lubao Macki. He asked, "Yakov? Which Yakov?"

Miss Orina touched Chechen's arm secretly.

"Yakov Cherkasky. Russian general." Chechen replied concisely.

Hearing that it was Yakov Cherkaski, Lubaumacki was taken aback.

Then, unexpectedly, he stepped forward to a bear hug and hugged Cheor Chen in his arms.

"Hero, really a young hero." Lvbao Macki praised.

It was warm, like treating his nephew.