When Cherchen learned that his friends mihau and Anjie were captured by the Swedes, and that the messenger sent by King kazimizh was janush, Cherchen asked to accompany janush to kazimizh palace to persuade alvid videnberg to surrender.


    King kazimizh agreed to Chechen''s request. Yanushi just looked at him and said nothing.


    They crossed the position built by the Polish Army outside the kazimi palace and walked towards the gate of the kazimi palace.


    After the baptism of several wars, the original snow-white wall of kazimi Japanese palace has long been riddled with holes, the beautifully decorated window couplets no longer exist, and the windowsill is filled with riddled sandbags. Behind the sandbags, there are countless black muzzle and muzzle.


    "Stop, if you don''t stop, I''ll shoot."


    When yanush and Cherchen walked less than 30 steps away from the gate of kazimi day palace, a shout came out of a window. Then an officer in a Leather Breastplate stood up from inside.


    Thirty steps was enough to see the officer''s face clearly.


    The officer was about thirty-one or twelve years old, with light blond hair, like ears of wheat in autumn. His lips are thin and healthy pink. The beard on the officer''s upper lip was also golden, but it was very sparse, like fluff. The officer''s hand was still tied with a gauze belt. It seemed that he had been hurt a lot in the battle.


    "We are the envoys of King Jan kazimizh. This is Lord yanush kishka. He is his Majesty''s adviser. We want to see commander alvid videnberg." Chechen shouted.


    The young officer hesitated when he heard that he was an envoy of the king of Poland.


    "Wait there and I''ll report to the commander in chief. Remember, don''t move, or you''ll bear the consequences," the officer shouted.


    Then his figure disappeared in front of the window.


    Che Chen feels that this person''s voice is somewhat familiar, but he can''t remember.


    So yanushi and Chechen began to wait. But for a long time, the officer didn''t come back, and there was no news in it. Because he could only wait and be bored, Cherchen observed the faces exposed in every window of kazimi Sun Palace.


    Most of the owners of these faces have lost their fighting spirit, and everyone''s face reveals fatigue and despair. Obviously, they already know that they are still struggling, and even two or three more attacks will not help; The other few are women and children. They may be the families of Swedish army officers guarding Warsaw city or the servants of kazimi RI palace. During the battle, they may all hide in the hall of the dark kazimi RI palace, listening to the sound of guns and shouting in fear. I don''t know if it will be this time that the Polish army will come in and kill them with a vengeful sword. Now during the short truce, these poor people look out of the window at the blue sky, with a desire for survival in their eyes.


    Chechen took back his eyes. Just then he saw yanush move.


    "Lord yanushi, we......" Chechen whispered to yanushi with worry.


    "Don''t remind me, I know." yanushi looked back and stared at Chechen.


    Being hung out by the Swedes for so long is also a kind of destruction to yanush''s self-esteem. Moreover, all this is seen in his eyes. No wonder he will be angry.


    Chechen shut up.


    Suddenly, the gate was opened. The Swedish officer who had spoken with Cherchen stood in front of the gate.


    "Commander alvid Wittenberg, please come in," said the officer.


    Janush took a step forward. Due to standing too long, yanushi felt numb in his legs and feet, and the old man staggered.


    Chechen quickly helped him.


    "Be careful, my Lord," said Chechen cautiously.


    Janush stood up straight. This time he didn''t scold Che Chen, but continued to walk forward.


    Chechen followed.


    Yanush whispered to Chechen as he walked, "aleval Chechen, if the Swedes have any rude behavior towards me, you''ll shoot me."


    Obviously, janush was worried that the Swedes would only deceive him and insult him in the past.


    "Don''t worry, sir. If this happens, even if you die, I will cover you to leave kazimi day palace." Chechen promised yanush.


    Yanushi heard Chechen''s promise and smiled bitterly. After entering the kazimi Sun Palace, people cut me for fish. How can Chechen cover his escape?


    Thirty steps away, after a while, they came to the gate.


    The worst-case scenario that janush expected did not occur. The officer saluted janush and said, "I''m Cavendish, captain of the Swedish heavy cavalry squadron. The commander in chief is waiting for you in the hall."


    With that, the officer led the way ahead.


    It was him. Chechen finally remembered.


    Yanush and Cherchen followed the officer forward. Traces of fighting can be seen everywhere in kazimi day palace. Broken tables, chairs and soil are everywhere. Valuable Persian carpets are rolled up and wrapped on bricks and stones to prevent the damage of shells to the wall. Some of the seriously injured lay directly in the corridor. They made a painful wail. Che Chen saw a wounded man whose legs were broken by shells leaning on the corridor. His lips kept moving, like humming a tune.


    The three came to the door of the hall. Cavendish stopped.


    "Sorry, please hand over your weapons," Cavendish said.


    Che Chen glanced at yanush.


    "Give him the weapon," yanush said.


    Che Chen took down the saber and pistol from his waist and handed it to Cavendish.


    After collecting the weapons, Cavendish pushed open the door of the hall. At this time, all military forces were sent to guard every corner of kazimi day palace. There was not even a guard in the gate.


    The hall was originally crowded with people, mostly women and children. When they saw yanushi and Chechen coming in, they automatically made way of a road.


    Alvid wiedenberg, commander in chief of the Swedish army in Warsaw, sat in a chair on the steps at the end of the hall.


    Different from when Cherchen first saw him in the suburbs of chenstohova, Wittenberg''s face was coated with thick white powder, and his beard was yellow and white without luster. It was obvious that he had not been painted for several days.


    Janush walked up to Arvid Wittenberg and gave a simple salute. Yanushi is now representing the winners to give favors to the losers. He was originally superior.


    "Janush kishka?" asked Arvid wiedenberg.


    "It''s me."


    "You want to see me, is kazimiz going to surrender to me?" alvid videnberg asked again.


    After asking, he smiled "Jie Jie" himself.


    In the face of the madness shown by alvid videnberg, yanush was not angry. He just asked calmly, "Your Majesty wants to know what happened to our two officers, mihau and Anjie."


    "They are fine. I have locked them up with the famous paintings and statues collected by your king."


    After confirming that they were safe, yanushi was finally relieved. What''s more, he knew that his Majesty''s babies were safe.


    So yanush said, "the kind king Jan kazimiz hopes you can lay down your arms and surrender. Your majesty will ensure the safety of your lives and property."