Cherchen stood on the wall of the monastery. He stepped on the crenel of the wall with one foot and leaned out.


    At the foot of the mountain, he saw every move of the Swedish army. When he found that the Swedes didn''t even dig trenches, Cherchen was overjoyed.


    "That''s great!" Chechen clenched his left hand and hit his right palm.


    "What''s great? Commander"


    I don''t know when father sparsokukotsky came behind Cherchen.


    "Come and have a look."


    Chechen didn''t answer directly. He took the priest''s hand and pulled her to the crenel.


    "Look, do you see anything?" Chechen asked excitedly.


    "There''s nothing special," said father spasokukotsky, leaning out for a while like Chechen just now, and then said.


    "Trench, do you see? The Swedes didn''t even dig a trench. They were too careless. No, maybe they decided that we had only to be beaten," Chechen said.


    "Captain, do you want to attack at night?" father sparsokukotsky understood Cherchen''s idea.


    "Yes, I want to take eleven or twelve people to seal their guns with iron chisels," said Chechen.


    "Good idea!"


    After listening to Chechen''s idea, the priest praised loudly. Father sparsokukotsky felt that although this idea was dangerous, it could severely hit the morale of Swedes. Moreover, a dozen people secretly attacked the Swedish military camp with thousands of people. Even if it failed, it would not be a loss to defend the monastery.


    "Don''t you object?" Chechen asked in surprise.


    "Why should I object?"


    "Er..." Chechen was a little difficult to answer this "why".


    "It''s a battle for the virgin''s ashram, even if it''s dangerous?" said father spasokukotsky.


    "That''s true, but I just think you will oppose me from the overall point of view," Chechen explained.


    "Commander, even from the perspective of the whole play, this sneak attack is also changed. I have seen it carefully. Because it is a back attack, the Swedes'' artillery must be as close as possible to the foot of the mountain to hit our wall, while their barracks are located behind the artillery positions. This means that it takes time for them to support the artillery positions. As long as we make a quick decision, we can defeat the enemy People will retreat back to the monastery before reinforcements arrive, "said father spasokukotsky excitedly.


    "I think so too." Chechen echoed.


    "However, we can''t be arbitrary in this matter. We must ask President koldzki. I''ll go with you," father spasokukotsky added.


    "Good!" Chechen agreed.


    With that, he went downstairs with father sparsokukotsky.


    In the Abbot''s room, abbot koldzki was praying.


    "Your Excellency," the priest whispered.


    President koldzki stood up. He looked back and saw that it was Cherchen and father sparsokukotsky. The president smiled: "aleval and sparsokukotsky, what can I do for you?"


    "I''ll tell you." father spasokukotsky glanced at Cherchen and said first, "Dear Dean, it''s like this. Just now alvar and I saw that there was no trench in front of the Swedish artillery position on the city wall, so alvar suddenly wanted to sneak into the Swedish artillery position."


    "God! It''s too dangerous."


    President koldzki was surprised by Cherchen''s bold move.


    "Dean, nothing. When I was in Smolensk, my companions and I raided the tunnels dug by the Cossacks outside the city. As long as we are careful enough, we can finish the task before the Swedes find it." Cherchen pretended to be light hearted. He tried to make Dean koldzki feel that blowing up Swedish artillery positions was as easy as shooting rabbits.


    "I will never risk your life," said President koldzki flatly.


    "Dean, war is about taking risks. Besides, if we can destroy the Swedish artillery, we will sacrifice a lot less people in future battles," said father sparsokukotsky.


    Dean koldzki had to admit that the priest had a point.


    "Well, I approve your plan."


    Dean koldzki was persuaded.


    "You take more people," said Dean koldzki. He simply believes that the more people, the safer.


    "Dean, more than a dozen are enough. It''s easy for Swedes to find more." Chechen explained.


    "Well, I''ll pray for you in the prayer room, children." Dean koldzki''s face was a little red. He was embarrassed by his behavior of "laymen guiding insiders".


    The preparatory work took more than an hour. Cherchen selected twelve capable and brave guardians of the monastery. They are all mercenaries hired by Natalie.


    At nightfall, the crowd worked together to remove the soil and rocks from a blocked door opening. When it was dark, thirteen people rushed out.


    "You shouldn''t have come," Chechen whispered to Natalie. Their shoes were covered with thick cotton, and there was no sound when they stepped on the ground.


    "I want to keep an eye on you, forget? What if you tell the Swedes in the name of sneak attack?" Natalie glared at Cherchen. Follow mitzkevich behind Natalie.


    Chechen was speechless. He thought the woman''s brain was so open.


    "Then you all follow my command," Chechen finally said.


    With that, Che Chen quickened his pace again.


    Soon everyone was hiding in the grass in front of the Swedish artillery position.


    "One, two, three, four..."


    Chechen counted, and there were sixteen soldiers guarding the artillery position, roughly the same number as his own side.


    Another hour later, Cherchen saw two teams of Swedish patrols passing by. Obviously, the interval between patrols was half an hour.


    "Mitskovich, how many can you put down with a bow and arrow?" Chechen whispered to mitskovich next to Natalie.


    "Three," mitzkevich replied concisely.


    "The four on the left are for you." Chechen ordered.


    He left mitzkevich, and the remaining eleven crept forward secretly, gradually approaching the Swedish guard.


    After another 40 minutes, when a group of patrolmen passed ten minutes, Chechen took action.


    When a Swedish soldier with a gun turned around, Chechen jumped up. He ran quickly behind the Swedish soldier, covering his mouth with one hand and inserting the other hand holding the dagger into the other''s back waist.


    Seeing that Chechen took the lead in taking action, others also followed suit. They tried to use cold weapons so that the Swedes in the barracks could not hear anything.


    With the sound of cold weapons piercing the cloth and inserting into the human body, several bows and strings and the broken air of feather arrows were remembered in the night sky.


    Twelve Swedish soldiers were soon put down, and another officer fled. However, when one of the 12 people killed fell, he pulled the trigger of the musket. The gunfire sounded and the concealment of the sneak attack disappeared.


    "Quickly, seal the fire door of the artillery." Chechen shouted. He picked up a musket on the ground and was ready to stop the enemy. But when he looked up, he saw Natalie chasing a fleeing Swedish officer.


    "Come back, damn it!" Chechen scolded rudely.


    Of course, Natalie heard Chechen scolding herself, but Natalie didn''t want to let go of the big fish - everyone else killed at least one Swede, and only the target she valued ran away, which was not allowed by the proud Natalie.


    The Swedish officer saw that he and Natalie were getting closer and closer, and there were torches in the Swedish barracks. It was obvious that reinforcements had arrived. He stopped running and drew a long thin sword to meet the enemy.


    Natalie can''t wait for him to escape. Seeing that the Swedish officer wanted to compete with herself, she also put on a posture.


    The two swords came and went for two rounds. Natalie deliberately sold a flaw, let the thin long sword deceive her, and then picked it away. The Swedish officer''s empty door opened and the saber hit him hard in the chest.


    The Swedish officer fell. But he had a smile on his lips. Because the nearest reinforcements are only thirty steps away - he''s dead, and the damn Raider will be buried with him long ago.


    The reinforcements of the Swedish army fired their guns as they ran, and bullets flew past Natalie from time to time to suppress her action.


    "Catch alive."


    Natalie heard someone shouting. It should be the voice of the Polish puppet army.


    Natalie pulled out the pistol at her waist. She was determined to kill another one even if she died.


    Seeing the enemy approaching, Natalie heard a shout


    "Get down!"


    That''s the voice of alvaldi.


    Natalie instinctively lay on the ground. She only heard the sound of metal hitting the ground, and then there was a loud noise. A fire broke out between the Swedish soldiers and Natalie, and several Swedish soldiers who rushed in front fell down one after another.


    The explosion sounded again. Natalie felt someone holding her hand.


    "Go!"


    "It''s you?" Natalie said in surprise. She didn''t expect that it was aleval who had long suspected to save herself.


    Chechen pulled Natalie up and ran back quickly.


    The smoke of the explosion dispersed and the Swedish soldiers got up again.


    "Miss, you go first!"


    Chechen took Natalie and the others and ran back to the grass. Mitzkavic saw Natalie was safe and sound, so he stood up and shot arrows to cover Natalie''s retreat first. At this time, the Swedish soldiers were less than 20 steps away from them.


    Chechen and others also fired. The distance between the two sides is too close. Now running away will only leave his back to his opponent as a live target.


    At this critical juncture, the artillery on the monastery wall began to fire shells. Although the killing effect of the shelling was zero, it also greatly disturbed the pursuit of Swedish soldiers. Swedish soldiers lay down one after another lest shells fall on their heads.


    This gives everyone a chance to retreat.


    When everyone returned to the monastery, everyone was surprised to find that everyone returned unharmed. Without a sacrifice, it''s a miracle.


    "God bless!"


    When President koldzki saw that everyone was alive, his hanging heart was finally put down.


    Then the Dean heard a quarrel.


    "Next time if you don''t listen to the command, please get out of my team."


    "You are jealous of me. I killed a Swedish officer. I don''t know how many times better than you killed a soldier!"


    "We''re going to destroy the enemy''s artillery, not kill people. You almost told yourself there. If it weren''t for the priest''s timely artillery cover, we would all tell you there."


    "What''s going on?" asked Dean koldzki.


    "Natalie didn''t listen to the command. She almost hurt herself," Chechen said to the dean.


    "Natalie, is it really so?" Dean koldzki looked at Natalie severely.


    "Yes, Dean," replied Natalie.


    "That''s your fault. You should admit it."


    "No!" cried Natalie. Usually she would not talk to Dean koldzki in such a tone, but this time, Natalie was reluctant to apologize to aleval. Natalie''s face was crimson, as if she was angry.


    Natalie stamped her foot and ran away.