Although Cherchen promised to fight for cherkesk from Mohamed gley for Stephan rassing, he left camp for Azov and directly gave cherkesk to Stephan rassing the next morning after sending a messenger to Kursk. This makes karazimir us angry and angry, but dare to be angry and dare not speak.


    Karazimir saw our emotions, of course. During a rest, Chechen called karazimir to us.


    He said to karazimir Zan, "karazimir Zan, do you have something to say to me?"


    "No, Lord bey. I don''t!" karazimir said stiffly. But the tinkling sound of his small metal plate chain armor, machetes and accessories undoubtedly showed that he had something to say, but he didn''t dare to say it.


    Chechen smiled and waved to karazimir to make him closer to himself. Karazimir, we did.


    Chechen handed a note to karazimir. The text on the note was written in Arabic and Russian. Karachi couldn''t understand a word. Because he is illiterate.


    Cherchen had no choice but to explain to him, "this is the Dmitry Czar''s little intention for you. In the future, as long as cherkesk is still his, you will get a dividend of 1000 Taylor, about 100 gold coins every year."


    Karazimir''s hands began to tremble. He felt that the light note was as heavy as a mountain now.


    After a while, karazimir swallowed his saliva. He said to Chechen, "bey, what do you want me to do?"


    Karazimir said that Muhammad gley was promoted as a rookie, but he fell in front of money. After all, the income of 100 gold coins a year is five times more than the village that Muhammad gley gave him.


    See karazimir we are so on the road, Chechen is also quite satisfied. What he fears most is karazimir. We are the kind of people with "dead brains".


    "It''s not me, it''s the Dmitry czar. He wants you to support him in occupying cherkesk. I think there should be a secret communication channel between you and Khan. If Khan asks you, you will tell him what you saw and heard in cherkesk."


    "It''s that simple?" karazimir said.


    "It''s that simple!" Chechen confirmed.


    In fact, Chechen once asked karazimir to give cherkesk to Stepan rasin for analysis in a secret letter to Muhammad gley, but he soon gave up. Karazimir is rude. To ask him to write such an organized thing can only let Muhammad gley understand that his man has been bribed. Instead, let Muhammad gley judge the pros and cons by facts. Chechen believes that Muhammad gley is not a fool. He will understand the benefits of supporting a Dmitry czar to the Khanate.


    "Well, I''ll do it, bey."


    This time, karazimir agreed without hesitation.


    After a two-day trip, Chechen finally arrived at Azov fort, the easternmost territory of the Crimean Khanate.


    In the middle of the journey, Cherchen and they met the Tatar cavalry led by sajetbei. According to the leader, they are the vanguard troops sent by saigetbey, and bey himself is leading a large army to come. They all came to support cherchenbey''s attack on cherkesk.


    A belated reinforcements, which made Cherchen''s first impression of sajit bey bad.


    When Cherchen met and talked with saijit bey himself, Cherchen''s heart hated the bey even more.


    From the appearance, saijit bey is about 50 years old. His face is thin, his arms are thin, and his body is thin. He is as thin as a monkey. This image is not pleasing. What''s more exaggerated is that there are four gold rings on saijetbei''s left cheek. The gold rings are arranged vertically through the skin and glitter in the sun.


    As soon as serget bey saw Cherchen, he asked him for a prisoner.


    "Where''s the prisoner? Cherchen bey, where''s the prisoner you caught in cherkesk?" serget bey stared at Cherchen''s team for a long time and didn''t find what he wanted, so he opened his mouth and asked.


    And this is obviously extremely rude. Although people like karazimir didn''t pay attention to Chechen at the beginning, on the bright side, karazimir at least knew to salute Chechen. While saijit is also bey, he doesn''t even have the least politeness.


    Yelishei, Fatima and others were very angry when they saw saijietbei''s behavior. Although Chechen didn''t like saijietbei, he was not the impulsive teenager before. Chechen asked saijietbei with a smile, "saijietbei, what kind of prisoners are you looking for? Although we caught some in cherkesk, we have already bought them."


    The prisoners were indeed sold, and the buyer was Chechen.


    After the capture of cherkesk, in addition to being killed by the rebels, the Tatars caught hundreds of men, women and children in the city. According to the tradition of Tatars, these prisoners belong to whoever catches them. Even the commander can''t seize the booty of his subordinates for no reason. So Cherchen, who pitied the fate of these people, bought all these prisoners from Tatar soldiers with his own money according to the old method, and immediately gave them freedom. This also left no prisoners in the army that got cherkesk.


    "Sold?" said sajetbaye, as soon as he heard that the prisoner had already been sold, he was like a deflated ball.


    "My blonde..." saigetbey sighed.


    Saijietbei''s words were light, but Chechen heard them. As soon as saijit bey was so disappointed, it was because of a woman. Looking at his lecherous appearance, Chechen understood why the bey was so thin.


    This makes Chechen''s contempt for it add another layer.


    However, after all, Chechen''s army is going to take a rest in ASU, and saijit bey is the master of ASU. Therefore, no matter how much Chechen dislikes and despises saijit, from the outside, Chechen still has to show his enthusiasm for it.


    "The blonde that bey wanted." Chechen smiled and wrote a bad check. "Why is it difficult? When I get to ASU, I''ll send someone by sea to Kafa to buy some for you. Although I don''t have prisoners here, we should gain a lot from other bey and Mir."


    After listening to Chechen''s words, saijietbei smiled. He immediately took Cherchen''s hand.


    "Cherchen bey, thank you very much. Oh, by the way, I didn''t expect you to beat cherkesk so soon, so the soldiers are still on the way. But it''s not easy for everyone to come out. In your letter of victory to Khan, you''ll give us more or less..."


    When he arrived at Yasu fort, saijetbei announced that he would warmly greet Chen and his officers in the city master''s house.


    When Chechen stepped into the hall of the city Lord''s residence of Yasu fort, there were already two people waiting in the hall of the city Lord''s residence. The two men, an Arab wearing a huge headscarf and a Jew wearing a small black hat, kept saying hello to Cherchen and Karachi, and then asked about the outcome and harvest of the battle of cherkesk.


    Seeing them behave like this, Chechen guessed their identity - a businessman. And there is a high possibility of part-time slave traders.


    Of course, Cherchen''s words are the same as he said to sajetbay, that is, the prisoners have long been sold.


    Hearing that Che Chen said that they didn''t bring prisoners this time, the two businessmen couldn''t help showing a disappointed expression.


    The Jewish businessman still didn''t give up and asked if Cherchen had seized anything except people.


    At this time, Cherchen remembered the fur they had seized in cherkesk. Cherchen told the two businessmen that they had seized a lot of fur in cherkesk and asked them if they wanted to buy it.


    At the sound of fur, the breath of Arab and Jewish businessmen became heavy. In Europe, fur is the same hard currency as gold and silver coins!


    Due to the arrival of the little ice age, the earth''s temperature was generally lower than before in the 17th century, which deeply stimulated the demand for fur products in Western European countries. Czar Russia, which occupied Siberia, was the largest exporter of fur products at that time. Russian fur had a "mythical price" in the market. In 1646 alone, czar Russia controlled Siberia and other places provided Europe with 200000 mink skins, 10000 Black Fox Skins and 500000 gray mouse skins. The foreign exchange of fur trade accounted for one third of Russia''s foreign exchange revenue in the 17th century. This income was also the material basis for Czarist Russia''s ability to train the new army and introduce foreign technicians and soldiers. In fact, many foreign technicians and soldiers are paid not rubles, but fur.


    "Dear bey, how much fur do you have?" the Jewish businessman asked in a trembling voice.


    "There are more than ten cars," said Chechen. He can''t remember clearly. Because although the fur is precious, it is really nothing to Cherchen, who is now rich and invincible. He could remember a few cars because fedotte mentioned something to himself along the way.


    A dozen cars! Both businessmen began to take gold coins in their eyes. They immediately asked Cherchen to show them the goods. And such a small matter, Che Chen sent them to find Xie Miao.


    "All right, all right. Chechen bey and karazimir, I have prepared a rich banquet for you. Please enjoy it quickly." when the two businessmen went away, saijitbey warmly took Chechen''s hand and said hello.


    So, Chechen and saijietbei walked into the restaurant of Yasu Fort side by side, followed by karazimir us and Isak patriarch.


    At the banquet, saijietbei always consciously or unconsciously reminded Cherchen about the blonde. He was worried that the hot newcomer in the Khanate would forget. Chechen had to promise one after another, and saijietbei finally put down his heart.


    Saijit didn''t know that Chechen''s thoughts had already flown away.


    After the banquet, Chechen wrote a letter in the room arranged by saijietbei. He wrote a total of three letters, one of which was for uncle Pedro. He reported peace to Uncle Pedro, brought him the check for the money he obtained during his expedition in Crimea, and asked his uncle to send some back to Spain; In this second letter, Cherchen wrote to Viscount Hessen. He asked Viscount Hessen to go back to Hessen to recruit a group of German mercenaries, preferably veterans trained in the 30-year war, and transport them to Azov castle. Normally, Cherchen has completed the task assigned to him by Mohamed gley and does not need more soldiers, but Cherchen has an idea - he wants to go to Kursk, to the heart of Czar Russia, to find Yakov''s executioner, and he wants to avenge Franco, so he needs more reliable soldiers. And the third letter, Chechen wrote to Natalie. This is also the most difficult one for Che Chen to write, because he doesn''t know how to start, narrate and end.


    "For my sake, please calm down. I''ve been good enough after you left and cried. The only thing that makes me sad is your anger. Dear Natalie, my baby, don''t torture me anymore. We all have to be calm so that we can calm down. Become less unreasonable, or we''ll be beaten in the game Polo playing around. "


    Chechen wrote that he felt his words didn''t reach his meaning. He balled up the letter and threw it on the ground. On the floor, there were more than a dozen identical paper balls welcoming their companions.


    Another reason why Chechen thinks so about Natalie is that on the night Natalie left, there was a warm and fragrant nephrite body to spend the night with him. In Chechen''s subconscious mind, Natalie is with her.


    Finally, Chechen wrote a letter to Natalie that she felt good about herself. He put the letter in a letter to Uncle Pedro. Then, the two letters were taken away by yelishei on a ship at the Azov wharf.


    On the road from cherkesk to oboyan, gardanzeling pulled a feather arrow from the neck of a dead man lying on the ground. He unfolded the letter found in the dead man''s skin bag, looked at it carefully, and then showed a contemptuous smile.


    "General, what''s the matter?"


    On one side, a centurion of Kalmyk asked him.


    "Nothing." kardan Zeling folded the letter three times, and then put it back in the envelope.


    "Azitanzan, give this letter to Taiji and tell him that I have received 200 muskets. Those Cossacks are very honest and don''t lie to us."


    "Yes, general." the centurion named aztanzan took the letter, put it in his arms and left.


    "Warriors of turhute!" gardanzeling waved his whip. He shouted to the three hundred cavalry behind him, "let''s wave machetes and have fun!"