King Kazimierz couldn''t bear to look at Kazimierz palace again. He went downstairs, turned his horse''s head with tears and went back to the way. Yanushi followed, and he tried his last to persuade the king to give up the idea of persuasion.


    Marshal lubaomatsky lagged behind the crowd this time. He slowly mounted his horse. When passing by Jan zenovich, marshal lubaomatsky said to him, "I''m at ease when you handle affairs."


    With that, the Marshal''s legs clamped the horse''s belly, the golden kick horse on the horse''s boots and the stabbing war horse flew forward.


    Jan zenovich knows. The marshal hinted that he would continue to attack kazimi RI palace.


    So he found Jan skzedusky.


    Jan skzedusky also disagreed with negotiating with the aggressors. In his opinion, the only way out for the Republic is to fight the aggressors in the end.


    "I am loyal to the king and love him like my father. But this time I want to say: His Majesty, he is wrong. He is too kind. Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to himself. If we are at the end of the road in the kazimiy palace, will the Swedes give us a decent chance to surrender?" said Jan skzedusky.


    "Young, your thoughts and are in my heart. So I want to attack again before your majesty sends a negotiator," Jan zenovich said bluntly.


    After listening to Jan zenovich, Jan skzedusky was silent.


    Jan zenovich mistook Jan skzedusky''s silence for fear. He angrily turned and prepared to leave.


    "I''m wrong," said Jan zenovich.


    Jan skzedusky grabbed Jan zenovich. His face flushed.


    "Zenovich! Do you think I''m afraid? I''m thinking that the strength of the two of us may not be enough to win the kazimi RI palace. We need help!"


    Seeing that Jan skzedusky was not afraid or timid, Jan zenovic immediately turned his anger into joy.


    "Do you have the right person?" asked Jan zenovich.


    "Yes, Mikhail vorodjavsky. You should know him."


    "My God, the first knife of the Republic. His name is like thunder."


    "He and I used to work for Prince yarimi. We are brothers of life and death. I want to ask him for help."


    "With his help, it''s safe," Jan zenovich said excitedly.


    So they went together to find Mikhail vorodyavsky.


    In Kazimiya palace, Christina and Wittenberg are sitting next to old Prime Minister Benedict.


    "Kazimiz will send an envoy soon. I know him. Although you refuse to surrender again and again, he will still persevere in persuading you to surrender," Benedict said.


    "There''s a tendency to be abused," Wittenberg disdained.


    "Don''t look down on kazimiz. If he were the king of the kingdom of Sweden, his achievements would not be worse than Carl. But this is in the Republic of Poland. If the Warsaw war ends with a battle, the greatest credit and honor will be those soldiers and lords, and it will be more difficult for him to control the country. So he needs a surrender and surrender to him Zimierz can regain his reputation and wash away the stain of abandoning the country at the beginning of the war. Oh, by the way, are the famous paintings and statues collected in Kazimierz''s palace still there? "


    "It''s all there. They''re all in the basement and there''s no damage," Wittenberg nodded.


    Benedict looked at the sky outside the window and smiled like a child: "protect it. These are kazimi''s most cherished collections. If they are damaged, he will be angry."


    Since the siege of Warsaw, Christina has rarely seen Benedict smile so happily. She was trying to echo the old man, but suddenly, the whole kazimi Sun Palace shook up.


    The poles fired artillery at kazimi day palace, and it was heavy artillery.


    Wittenbergten sprang up from his chair.


    "It''s impossible!" he cried.


    Kazimizi''s reaction completely surprised him.


    "Commander, the poles are attacking. I''ll fight them back." Cavendish came in with a broad sword at his waist in one hand and a pointed helmet in the other.


    With that, Cavendish put on his pointed helmet, went out and ran to the battlefield.


    "Cough, Alfred, protect Chris," Benedict said, still looking at the sky.


    On the ceiling, dust fell like snowflakes, covering the room with a gray color.


    Jan zenovi ?, Jan skzedusky, mikhau vorodyavsky and Anjie komitz led hundreds of people to attack the kazimi Japanese palace. Anjie wanted to make an appointment with Chechen to attack together, but after beating Viscount Hesse, Chechen left the position to visit his uncle and priest. Anjie had to give up.


    This time, they were covered by heavy artillery, and the walls of kazimigh palace and Swedes'' fortifications were torn to pieces like paper paste.


    After learning from the previous experience, the four-way soldiers did not go through the gate, but rushed into the kazimi RI palace from the broken down palace wall. They fought with the Swedes guarding the gap.


    In front of the gap in the left auxiliary building, mihau and Anjie''s sabers cut horizontally and vertically. From time to time, Swedish guards and spearmen were cut down on their unprotected limbs and necks. With the armored Cossacks holding shields around them, they successfully pushed the Swedish soldiers in front of the gap back step by step.


    As the gap widened, more and more pizzas poured in.


    Many ants killed elephants. The Swedish pistol cavalry, as the backbone, kept falling. Other Swedish soldiers couldn''t resist and withdrew to the main building.


    Just as mihau and Anjie took advantage of the victory and prepared to continue to expand their achievements and pursue into the main building of kazimi RI palace, Swedes who fled in front scattered on both sides.


    "Get down!"


    Mihau had a lot of fighting experience. He realized what was waiting for them.


    Mihau and Anjie lay on the ground, but most of the soldiers didn''t react as quickly as they did. Driven by inertia, they continued to rush forward.


    The "human curtain" was opened, and on the corridor were three rows of Swedish guards with Mikael muskets ready to shoot.


    This is the best Musketeer in the world. It has the most sophisticated fire gun and the most exquisite shooting technology.


    The gunfire continued to ring, rows of Polish soldiers were hit and fell to the ground, and two or three bodies were pressed on mihau and Anjie.


    The sacrifice of the comrades in the front row bought time for the concealment of the back row. Polish soldiers fell down or hid at the corner of the corridor.


    The third row of gunfire ended, and Mikhail jumped up while the Swedish guards loaded Mikael''s musket. He threw his saber out of his hand, which was like lightning, inserted into the chest of a Swedish guard and exposed half of it from his back.


    Then mihau rushed into the fire gun array of the Swedish guard at a very fast speed. He pulled out the saber inserted in the dead and slashed it left and right. Two more Swedish guards fell to the ground.


    Anjie followed and joined the regiment. The formation of the Swedish guards they cut like two murderous gods is scattered. Inspired by the two officers, the Polish soldiers stood up from the ground, ran out of the corner and rushed forward together.


    When the last Swedish guard was cut down, mihau had not had time to withdraw his knife, suddenly a loud drink came from the front.


    "Damn polish!"


    A team of Swedish pistol cavalry came to support under the leadership of Cavendish.


    The two teams are ready to shoot at any time with bows and guns.


    Cavendish stood in front of mihau.


    "Cavendish."


    Looking at the bodies all over mihau, Cavendish pulled out his broad sword and challenged him.


    "Mikhail vorodjavsky." Mikhail stopped the eager Anjie and said.


    There was a flash of light in Cavendish''s eyes.


    "The first knife of the Republic of Poland?"


    "There are many people in the Republic who are stronger than me. I''m just an ordinary patriotic soldier," mihau replied.


    Cavendish pulled a sword flower, and the heavy broad sword was as light as an embroidery needle in Cavendish''s hand.


    Cavendish stabbed mihaw in the chest with his sword, and mihaw blocked him with his knife.


    The sabre and the broadsword are matched with each other. They are sonorous.


    Everyone around forgot the battle and watched the wonderful duel like an audience.


    Cavendish is also a master of swordsmanship in the kingdom of Sweden. The previous time, he easily knocked down father Pedro and father sparsokukotsky. Cavendish thought MIHA Wu was short and not as powerful as the legend. Unexpectedly, he couldn''t help him after a few moves.


    In this way, Cavendish put away his contempt, and his sword was more fierce and fierce. For a moment, in Anjie''s eyes, mihaw was like a boat in a storm.


    Anjie wanted to help, but due to the chivalry, he could only watch.


    The storm will pass one day. As the killing tactics were exhausted, Cavendish''s offensive momentum weakened. His hand began to weigh and the speed of the sword slowed down. And mihau began to fight back.


    Mihau knew very well that it was difficult for his saber to split Cavendish''s cavalry armor, so he focused his attack on Cavendish''s armpits, wrists, neck and other weak defense areas. Mihau''s Sabre swam around Cavendish like a dexterous flying swallow, forcing Cavendish to parry.


    Finally, mihau saw a flaw in Cavendish, and the saber pierced the gap in Cavendish''s armor Arm Armor. With a slight pick of the tip of the knife, Cavendish''s wrist shot a stream of blood.


    With a jingle, Cavendish''s broadsword fell to the ground.


    "I won!"


    Said mihau, pointing his saber at Cavendish''s chest.


    "I won." Cavendish stood up with his wrists covered, stepped back two steps and turned aside.


    Mihau and Anjie''s pupils contracted suddenly.


    Behind the scattered Swedes and on the non collapsed corridor on the second floor, there are several "pipe organ" platoons of guns.


    The despicable Swede used the duel time to make such preparations.


    "Despicable," Anjie said fiercely.


    "This is war, you two," Cavendish said. "But I admire the swordsmanship of the mihau knight. If you don''t take my life, I won''t take your life. You two stay, and I can let the others go."


    At this time, mihau and Anjie had no choice. They dropped their weapons to save their subordinates'' lives.


    In the right wing, Jan zenovich and Jan skzedusky were repulsed by the Swedes after paying a heavy price. Jan zenovich was also seriously injured.


    It turned out that after defeating three waves of Swedish soldiers, Jan skzedusky accidentally met Ivan Baohong. The so-called enemies were particularly jealous when they met, and Jan scorzedusky rushed at Bao Hong recklessly.


    "Ivan Baohong!" shouted Jan skzedusky with infinite hatred


    "Jan skoredusky!" Bao Hong''s hatred for Jan skoredusky is no less than that of the other party.


    Jan skzedusky raised his hand and shot Bao Hong, but the bullet rubbed Bao Hong''s ear and hit the wall. Jan skzedusky threw away his pistol and rushed to Baohong.


    Bao Hong wanted to return a shot to Jan scorzedusky, but the pistol lost its fire at the critical moment. He stopped Jan skzedusky with a pistol, then stepped back a little and posed.


    Because there were people all around, they caught each other and fought in a narrow space. One is the eagle of the Cossack, the other is the tiger of the Republic. They fought to the death.


    During this period, Yang skoredusky wanted to ask his wife and children several times, but Bao Hong''s fatal attack distracted him. Yang skoredusky had to concentrate on dealing with it and didn''t dare to be distracted at all.


    The two fought, but many rounds were tied. Bao Hong wanted to use his mace, but at this time, Jan zenovich joined the fight after solving a Swedish pistol cavalry. With one enemy against two, the opponent''s swordsmanship was no worse than his own. Bao Hong was immediately left behind and right behind. How could he change his moves.


    Just then, Blair saw Bao Hong in crisis. The Cossack pulled out his pistol at his waist and shot Jan zenovich. Jan zenovich was shot in the chest and fell to the ground.


    Jan skzedusky pushed Bao Hong back with a saber sweep. He picked up the fallen Jan zenovich and stepped back. Two winged cavalry immediately came forward to block Bao Hong''s pursuit.


    Jan skzedusky had just carried Jan zenovich to safety when the Swedes fired a shot in the narrow corridor.


    A chain bullet swept down a large area of the unavoidable Polish soldiers in the corridor. The rapidly rotating chain bullet easily cut the human body. The corridor more than ten meters long turned into a bloody slaughterhouse. The fragmented bodies were scattered everywhere. The survivors had no fighting spirit anymore. They retreated with the two colonels.


    In short, it was an unsuccessful battle. The four men''s attack successfully exhausted the remaining strength of the Swedes, but they failed to win the kazimi day palace, and Anjie and mihau became prisoners.


    When King kazimizh knew that the four attacked without authorization and were repulsed, he had no strength to be angry. In order to redeem mihau and Anjie, kazimi ordered janush to bring generous and excessive surrender conditions to videnberg:


    The city surrendered and all the booty in the city belonged to the Republic of Poland;


    Allow every Swede to take away items they bring from Sweden;


    Garrison soldiers and horses, as well as soldiers and horses who bring neckties into the city, have the right to hand over only weapons and retain armor to withdraw from the city;


    Swedes have the right to take away all the wounded and sick and their families with the army;


    Amnesty is granted to all poles who have worked for Swedes so far.