"Only the eldest prince knows this problem. Although we have all met his highness, the eldest prince has been tight lipped about his next goal. However, I believe that the war is coming soon. Because his Highness has encouraged and rewarded each of us, it is just to inspire our enthusiasm to resist the enemy for the defense of the border. So, Cherchen, don''t guess now "Even if the great prince decides to fight the Swedes first, we are mortal enemies with Czarist Russia. After fighting the Swedes, it will be the Russian''s turn," said mihau.


    "Well, I see. Thank you, Mikhail." after hearing Mikhail''s words, Chechen thanked him, but his mood was not very high.


    At this time, Pedro and them went to the tavern. As soon as he saw Cherchen, Pedro rushed up and held Cherchen in his arms.


    "My poor nephew, do you know how much I miss you these days?" cried Pedro.


    The breathless Chechen, who was hugged by Pedro, almost laughed when he saw fedot and others standing at the gate looking at their "suffering" through Pedro''s shoulder.


    "These guys." Chechen looked at everyone who had left for a long time, and his heart was also a burst of joy.


    After a long time, Pedro may also be tired. He finally let go of Chechen.


    "Uncle, have a drink." Chechen handed his glass of wine to Pedro. He knew that as long as Uncle Pedro held the glass, he would not empty his hand to hold himself.


    Sure enough, Pedro took the glass and began to gulp.


    Taking advantage of this Kung Fu, Chechen left his seat and came to everyone.


    "Everybody, I''ve worked hard these days when I''m away."


    "Not hard."


    "Not hard."


    Others listened to Che Chen and said modestly.


    "Captain, I''m sorry for you."


    Fedot took a step forward and apologized to Cherchen with a crying face. Most of the mercenaries who left were fedot''s Musketeers. So fedot felt ashamed of Cherchen''s trust in him.


    "It''s not your fault, fedot."


    After listening to fedot''s story, Cherchen comforted fedot in turn.


    For the loss of mercenaries, Chechen looked very open. When the mercenary regiment encounters great changes, it is inevitable that people''s hearts will fluctuate. Although fedot''s shooting skills are exquisite, he is not the material for a commander.


    "When the mercenaries are scattered, we can recruit again. I believe that with your ability, you can train a group of sharpshooters in less than a month. But I''m most moved that you can never leave me when I''m in prison."


    Chechen''s words moved fedot to secretly wipe his tears.


    Chechen went to father sparsokukotsky again.


    "Thank you, father."


    Chechen knew that half of the mercenaries could stay, of which father sparsokukotsky made a lot of efforts.


    "There is no need to thank you, child. God is rewarding you for your kindness." father sparsokukotsky took a cross on his chest and said with a smile.


    Chechen went to Fatima again. Just as he wanted to speak, Anjie over there shouted impatiently.


    "Chechen, if you''re a man, don''t leave ink there. Come and drink quickly."


    "Captain, go quickly. Don''t let the mayor of Anjie underestimate you." Fatima said.


    So Chechen returned to his seat, and the others pulled a big table next to him and put it together.


    The bartender served quickly. From roast duck, sausage to mushroom clam soup, it''s really everything.


    Since the head went to prison, they haven''t had such a good drink for a long time. Pedro, who is good at making jokes, was on the wine table. For a time, the atmosphere in the tavern was very lively. Especially when Cherchen told everyone that Prince yanush had classified the mercenary regiment into the establishment of the Guard Corps, the news pushed the atmosphere of the banquet to a climax.


    Just then, the door of the tavern was pushed open.


    From the beginning, Anjie said that the tavern had been wrapped up, but now he was unhappy to see other drinkers come in.


    Anjie put down his glass and was about to scold the boy and the visitor, but he was surprised to find that two of the three people who came in were Swedes.


    It''s about how Anjie recognized two Swedes at a glance, as well as their clothes. The lower bodies of the two people are wearing bloomers, which are just what Swedes are used to wearing. In addition, the triangular eye is wearing traditional Polish clothes.


    Since Sweden invaded Poland, the Swedes who used to do business in miatelsk have long fled. It''s strange that there are two Swedes now.


    Anjie touched mihaw with his elbow and motioned mihaw to look at the door with his eyes.


    Mihau looked down Anjie''s eyes, and he also recognized that the two were Swedish.


    The two Swedes didn''t know they were being watched. They sat down as if there were no one else.


    "Boss, bread and wine."


    Shouted the guy who accompanied the two Swedes.


    "Mihau, I''ll teach them a lesson."


    Angry that the Swedes invaded their motherland and dared to drink in the hotel. Anjie suddenly stood up and went to the wine rack, picked up a bottle of wine, went to the Swede and patted one of them on the shoulder.


    The man was puzzled to see someone patting him on the shoulder. As soon as he turned his head and looked up, the bottle in Anjie''s hand had already fallen down and drenched his face.


    "I''ll let you drink!" cried Anjie as he drank.


    This skill not only caught the two Swedes by surprise, but also baffled the people of the mercenary Corps such as Cherchen. They did not see the identity of the two Swedes.


    The wine in the bottle soon ran out. The two Swedes jumped up and pulled out the long sword around their waist. They''re going to give Anjie a good look.


    But mihau could not see that Anjie suffered a loss. He also pulled out the saber at his waist and came forward to help Anjie.


    So, just when Cherchen and others were still unknown, Anjie and mihau caught and fought with the two Swedes.


    When it comes to fighting, even if the two Swedes are combined, they are not Anjie''s opponent, not to mention a "little" knight with excellent swordsmanship. Soon, the two fell into the wind. Their clothes were scratched and their hats fell to the ground, which was guessed by eight feet.


    After three or four rounds of hard work, the back of mihau''s saber hit the back of one of them, and the man fell to the ground in pain. Almost at the same time, Anjie''s knife also cut on another Swede''s head, making his head crack like a gourd of watermelon.


    "God, look what you''ve done!"


    The triangle who accompanied the two Swedes saw that there was a human life and screamed to make Anjie look good.


    "These two are the attendants of councillor Carl leibenhaupt, an envoy sent by the king of Sweden. No matter whose soldiers you are, your royal highness will not let you go."