As soon as possible, Chechen asked people to make a simple bandage for Patty''s feet, and then ordered people to prepare a carriage to go to the camp occupied by the mob. And Patty readily agreed to lead the way for Chechen.


    Just as everyone was preparing the carriage, Pedro pulled Cherchen aside.


    "Are you really going with this buddy?" asked Pedro anxiously.


    "Of course, didn''t I just say it in the room?" Chechen looked at his uncle strangely.


    "Have you ever wondered what this guy would do if he said that on purpose and wanted to take you hostage and ask us for ransom?" said Pedro.


    For his uncle, he always likes to think bad, and Cherchen doesn''t think so. Barty''s father kiajan is still in the manor. If this is really his trick, doesn''t he even want his father''s life?


    Cherchen said this to his uncle, and Pedro immediately said that Cherchen wanted to be childish. If the leader falls into the hands of the mob and becomes a hostage, everyone will throw a rat''s weapon at everything. At that time, he wants the mercenary regiment and Ji Ayan to change. Can he not agree?


    "Uncle, doing anything is risky." for Pedro''s worry, Chechen said: "Of course, we can also choose to evacuate the manor and rush to Werner quickly, but you heard that they have set up an ambush on the way to Werner. We can''t speed up with so many materials and money, and there will inevitably be a fierce battle. Even if we finally break through the siege, most of the manpower and materials of the mercenary regiment will be lost and return to Werner Prince Werner will certainly blame us. But if we can recruit these mobs and let them join the prince''s army, we will be a great achievement. "


    "Then remember to take more people, take Fatima and the soldiers of the guard, and ride another horse."


    Pedro also agrees with what Chechen said. He no longer insists on his own opinions, but asks Chechen to act more carefully.


    For uncle''s orders, of course, Chechen fully agreed.


    When Chechen and Pedro walked out of the room, the carriage was already ready in front of the yard. Chechen wore a lock armor and a Chain Armor Helmet in the lining of his clothes. Even so, Pedro was not at ease and asked him to carry a simple shield behind his back. With this set of equipment, Chechen became a Polish dragon cavalry.


    "Uncle, let''s go." Chechen and Pedro finally said goodbye, and then rode out of the manor with Fatima and others.


    "Deputy head of Pedro, don''t worry. They''ll be fine," fedott comforted Pedro by patting him on the shoulder. Even if Cherchen''s motorcade disappeared on the horizon, he still kept looking at it.


    "Who''s worried? I''m just looking at the scenery." Pedro denied. But then Pedro said to fedott: "you go and guard the kiajan yourself. Don''t let him slip away like his son."


    Not to mention all kinds of just in case preparations made by Piedro in the manor, in the team to the mob camp, Chechen asked Patty about the mob, and Patty also told Chechen exactly what he knew.


    "You mean their leader is a black man named bachit?" Chechen asked strangely.


    Blacks are not common in Eastern Europe. Compared with buying blacks from Africa to Eastern Europe, the hard-working traffickers in Ottoman and Crimea are more willing to sell Ukrainian whites to Constantinople because they are closer and more profitable.


    And most importantly, a black man became the leader of a group of whites.


    "Yes, bachit is indeed a black man. According to himself, he comes from a Christian country called Ethiopia. When bachit was very young, his parents took him on a pilgrimage to Jerusalem, but he was captured and sold as slaves by Mamluk on the way. A slave trader sold him to an aristocrat of the Republic. After the Czar and the Russians came, Bachit and some farmers escaped from the noble''s house. With their extraordinary physique and courage, those people recommended bachit as the leader. Later, the refugee group became more and more, and they also had some muskets. They asked for money and food from the noble''s manor to support themselves. "Bati said. Because of his feet, he could only sit in the carriage in the air and drive the carriage forward.


    "You know."


    "Bachit is an honest man. If he agrees with you, he will tell you everything. Maybe it is for this reason that the refugees trust him so much. When I first came to their camp, some people recognized our identity and would be stupid for me, but bachit stopped them and gave me a chance to speak," Bati said.


    Cherchen nodded. What buddy said was very useful to himself.


    The motorcade passed another intersection, and a small valley suddenly appeared in front. Dozens of cooking smoke came out of the small valley. It was obvious that someone was cooking.


    "It''s just ahead," Patty said.


    At this time, there was a rustle in the bushes by the side of the road. A ragged man jumped out of the bushes and blocked the way of the motorcade with a sickle.


    "Who are you?" the man asked.


    "Hey, Zeng Jiang. It''s me, remember?" buddy in the carriage smiled and said to the man.


    "Oh, it''s Barty. Why did you come back so late? And, Bruck? Who are these people?" the man named Zeng Jiang asked three questions in a row.


    "It''s a long story. Is bachit there?"


    Patty took out a bread from the carriage and threw it to Zeng Jiang.


    The latter took the bread and took a big bite happily.


    "Yes, you can see him if you go straight inside," buddy said vaguely with his mouth full of food.


    "OK, I''ll go right away."


    At this time, a few more people came out of the bushes, and they also shouted for bread. Obviously, these are secret outposts ambushed with Zeng Jiang.


    So buddy took some more bread and threw it to them.


    In this way, the team moved on easily with a few loaves of bread.


    After passing the mountain pass, Chechen saw that the valley was full of humble huts with straw tops. He counted roughly, and there were no less than a hundred tops within his sight. It seems that Patty''s statement that more than a thousand people will attack the manor is not empty.


    In the shack, women and children come in and out from time to time. They were all barefoot and dressed in rags. Fortunately, it''s summer now, otherwise the cold alone will take away many people''s lives.


    Some children looked at the motorcade with curious eyes. They wanted to get close, but their mothers grabbed them back. Those women looked at Cherchen and others in military uniforms, showing a look of fear.


    Suddenly, a strong black man two meters tall stopped the way of the motorcade. The black strong man has a dark face, curly hair and thick lips. Behind the strong man, he carries a huge axe with a thick face and a dark cold light on the axe blade.


    "This must be what Barty said about bachit." Chechen thought to himself.


    Before Cherchen could speak, the black man asked, "who are you and what are you doing here?"