At first, the Swedes disarmed all the Polish militia after occupying Krakow and put them home. But after a while, alvid wiedenberg clearly felt that the troops were insufficient. He had to rely on people like vreshzovic to form a new Polish army to make up for the shortage of Swedish troops.


    Swedes are not responsible for the salaries of these Polish puppet troops. Most of these newly recruited soldiers are originally civilian groups around Krakow, so they turn out their original uniforms and wear them on their bodies.


    Peter gave Chechen such a uniform. This Polish militia uniform is dark blue, knee long, thick and warm. In addition to the uniform, there is a militia hat in the luggage bag.


    After Cherchen changed his clothes, he came to the wall with Peter. They can''t go out through the gate of the monastery because it''s easy to find. Father sparsokukotsky prepared two ropes. He tied the two ropes to their waist respectively, and then slowly put them down from the wall.


    When they reached the wall, Chechen and Peter arched their waist and lowered their bodies. Chechen''s hand involuntarily touched the cow bladder hanging on the back waist.


    "Slow down. We can''t get there until my men are on duty in the ditch." Peter whispered to Chechen.


    Obviously, the puppet officer named Peter was very careful and planned every step.


    Chechen and Peter walked carefully down the mountain. They went to the edge of the ditch and fell on the ground.


    On the other side of the trench, two Swedish soldiers were on duty. The two Swedish soldiers kept rubbing their hands and looked in the direction behind them as if they were waiting for something.


    Chechen lay on the cold snow, and soon the cold passed to his body. Neither he nor Peter dared to move because it would attract the attention of the opposite side.


    "If it goes on like this, I''m afraid I''ll be frozen to death in less than half an hour." Chechen thought.


    Fortunately, less than 20 minutes later, two people in Polish militia uniforms appeared next to the two Swedish soldiers. The Swedish soldiers kept abusing them, as if blaming them for coming too late, while the two poles kept bowing and bowing.


    Two Swedes left swearing. Two puppet soldiers stood at their posts.


    Five minutes later, Peter made a few mouse calls.


    This is clearly a code. The two puppet soldiers looked around when they heard the sound, and then connected a wooden board to the opposite side of the trench. Then they patrolled towards the other end.


    Chechen and Peter crossed the ditch and put the board away. They crossed the breast wall behind the trench and entered the camp.


    In a corner of the camp, Peter took two cloaks, one for himself and one for Cherchen.


    "Put it on quickly, or the water stains on our clothes will arouse suspicion," Peter said.


    Even such tiny details can be thought of, and Chechen can''t help but look at the puppet army officer with new eyes.


    "I''ve also participated in the Krakow defense before, and I''ve been praised by Stefan charnietsky''s general army!" Peter said proudly.


    In the camp, Peter didn''t take Cherchen directly to the Swedish artillery position, but came to the kitchen first. He asked Che Chen to wait outside. When he came out, he had a jar in his hand.


    Chechen smelled the smell. It should be chicken soup.


    Peter walked ahead with chicken soup, and Chechen walked behind as his guard. On the way, although they met several teams of patrol soldiers, these patrol soldiers did not doubt them.


    About 500 meters away, the position for heavy artillery is in sight.


    Cherchen saw four puppet troops on duty at the periphery of the position, and two soldiers in Swedish uniforms at the core position of the artillery.


    Peter stopped outside. He opened the jar and took a pretentious drink.


    The smell of the chicken soup soon overflowed. Several puppet soldiers were obviously familiar with Peter. They smelled the smell and came over one by one, shyly begging Peter. Peter was generous enough to pour them a small bowl alone. Those who got the chicken praised Peter''s good.


    At first, Che Chen was worried that his strange face would arouse the suspicion of the puppet soldiers. He tried to keep his head down and didn''t attract their attention. But soon Cherchen found that his worry was superfluous - these people obviously focused on eating and drinking, and didn''t pay attention to their little guard at all.


    It was the happiest thing to have a mouthful of hot chicken soup in the cold winter. Several puppet soldiers asked Peter again and again after drinking it. Of course Peter didn''t give it. He said loudly that it was prepared for his company commander.


    Peter''s loud noise finally caught the attention of two Swedish soldiers. They came towards Peter and the puppet army.


    Seeing that Peter was holding chicken soup in his hand, the greedy insects of two Swedish soldiers were hooked up. They salivated and grabbed it from Peter. Then they didn''t go back to the gun position, but walked to their barracks with laughter.


    Seeing that the chicken soup was robbed, several puppet soldiers secretly scolded the "Swede" and were ready to disperse.


    Then Peter said to them, "guys, do you still want chicken?"


    When these puppet soldiers heard that there were chickens, of course, they nodded yes one by one.


    "There''s still one burning in the kitchen. Go and get it. Remember to leave me a can and I''ll take it to the captain!" Peter said.


    A few puppet soldiers heard this, and their saliva flowed all over the ground. They also saw that the Swedes had left their posts without permission, and they ran to the kitchen one by one.


    After a while, there was no one in the heavily defended artillery position.


    "Go!"


    Seeing that there was no one around, Peter winked at Cherchen. The two men went together to the heavy gun.


    Chechen has never seen such a big gun. Although the giant gun of Smolensk had shocked Cherchen enough, this gun was even bigger than that one.


    Peter is 1.8 meters tall, but he can''t touch the muzzle of the gun when he raises his hand.


    In desperation, they moved an empty powder keg together. Peter stood on it. He put a bladder full of gunpowder into the muzzle, and then slowly dropped the fuse.


    Cherchen lit the fuse. In the sound of the fuse, they fled quickly.


    On the walls of the monastery, Dean koldzki, Natalie and father sparsokukotsky waited anxiously. After Cherchen and Peter left the city, they stared at the movement in the Swedish army camp. Especially Natalie, she is responsible for taking over Cherchen and Peter. As long as there is news there, she has to take people out of the monastery to support.


    "Lord Dean, do you think aleval will be all right?" Natalie asked anxiously. She has asked this question five times tonight.


    Dean koldzki smiled. He was about to comfort Natalie, but he heard a flash of fire in the Swedish camp, and then heard a loud noise.