Finally, for the sake of the harmony and stability of the mercenary regiment, Chechen still stood on the side of the priest. Pedro had to step back. He agreed to let the farmers still work for the Lord one day a week. This made Chechen very happy, because Uncle Pedro and father sparsokukotsky''s meals were finally solved. To this end, Chechen gave his uncle a big hug.


    Although the arrival of Uncle Pedro and the mercenary soldiers of the two squadrons alleviated Chechen''s dilemma of insufficient troops, there is still a problem that has plagued Chechen, that is, Chechen has always known little about the information of the Kalmyk people. The only ones, Chechen also learned from the patriarch of Isaac, and these intelligence are fragmented and unsystematic.


    The Kalmyk people obviously have a very strong anti reconnaissance capability. The reconnaissance troops sent from Yasu either have no return, or they were found halfway and had to retreat. This makes Che Chen very worried. Because the most terrible enemy is not the most powerful enemy, but the enemy you don''t know.


    In desperation, Chechen prepared to go out by himself, disguised as a caravan, to cherkesk to explore the reality.


    In the warehouse of Yasu fort, Chechen, wearing a fur coat and a bearskin hat, asked Ingrid, "Ingrid, do you think we should take some fur to cherkesk?"


    Ingrid, who was also dressed as a businessman, smiled at Chechen: "Captain, you are a layman now. Only Cossacks and businessmen like fur, and those nomads can''t use up all the fur they call. How can you rare us to bring it. If you really bring fur to trade, it will fall into the eyes of those who care. You will know that you are a fake businessman at a glance. We should bring more salt and cloth."


    Hearing what Ingrid said, Chechen giggled twice. He was really a layman.


    At this time, Fatima appeared at the door of the warehouse.


    "Captain," Fatima asked him discontentedly as soon as she saw Cherchen, "why don''t you take me with you for such a dangerous thing as cherkesk?"


    Chechen wanted to hide it from Fatima, but he didn''t expect to let her know. So Chechen said apologetically, "Fatima, I don''t want to hide it from you, but this time we''re not going to fight and kill, but to do business. Besides, I think you''re not in good health recently and you''re always dizzy, so you''d better stay in ASU."


    After listening to Chechen''s words, Fatima subconsciously lowered her head. But she soon raised her head again and said in a firm voice, "no, Chechen. I''ll go with you."


    Fatima seldom directly calls Chechen''s name, but if she does, it means that she is very firm and unchangeable in asking Chechen for big things.


    Sure enough, after several persuasions from Chechen and Ingrid, Fatima still insisted on going with Chechen. But Chechen had to agree.


    So Chechen, with Fatima, Ingrid and twenty guards, escorted seven wicker carriages towards cherkesk.


    Just after crossing the river, they met kalmec cavalry patrolling the grassland. A small group of kalmec cavalry surrounded Cherchen and asked them for their identity.


    Ingrid simply bent down to salute and told them that she was a Swedish caravan returning from business in Central Asia with salt and cloth.


    Two kalmec cavalry like the leader looked at each other. They told Ingrid that kalmec Taiji Ayuki was staying here and that the goods brought by the caravan were exactly what they needed.


    "That''s great. We''ll deal with you," Ingrid said.


    The leader of a Kalmyk cavalry escorted the caravan with ten cavalry. Although it was said to be an escort, it was actually the same as escorting. And Chechen also found that these Kalmyk cavalry always kept a high vigilance. The distance they kept from the caravan was just the most powerful distance for bows and arrows. Once they found any change in the caravan, a wave of feather arrows Can cause great casualties.


    After another morning''s journey, Chechen and his team finally arrived at the Kalmyk camp.


    Kalmyk people''s camp is not located in cherkesk city. This camp is located on a high slope, which should be about five miles away from cherkesk according to Cherchen''s memory. This high slope can be said to be the only commanding height nearby. Standing at the highest point, you can see all the wind and grass nearby.


    Kalmyk people graze cattle, sheep and horses around the high slope. When those men with a horse pole saw Cherchen passing by, they looked at them with curious eyes.


    A hundred steps away from the camp, the kalmec cavalry leader who "escorted" Chechen and others ordered Chechen to stop, and then went first by himself.


    Holding this opportunity, Chechen carefully observed the camp of the Kalmyk people.


    There are no walls and fences in this camp. There are about 1000 tents inside. These tents are now full of soldiers. At a glance, there are no less than hundreds of people moving outside. It is estimated that there are thousands of people in the whole camp. These Kalmyks have strange hairstyles and braids hanging on both sides of erdo. They are not tall, but they are very stocky. Several bare chested and breast exposed Kalmyk people are wiping their bodies with water, and their bronze skin glitters like metal in the sun.


    Soon the chief of the Kalmyk cavalry brought a white woman with brown hair and a fur coat.


    "Bridget, these people say they are from your hometown," said the Kalmyk cavalry leader to the woman named Bridget.


    Your hometown? Swedish woman!


    Cherchen didn''t expect to meet Swedes in cherkesk, thousands of miles away from Sweden. At this time, he was really glad that he had brought Ingrid, otherwise he would be in a gang now.


    When Ingrid heard that the woman in front of her was her compatriot, her face was filled with a happy smile.


    "Hello, are you Swedish too?" Ingrid stepped forward and said to Bridget.


    When she heard the language of her hometown, Bridget couldn''t believe it. Then she covered her mouth and wept with joy.


    "Yes, I am," said Brigitte. Prigit stammered in Swedish, apparently because he hadn''t used it for too long.


    Then Ingrid and Bridget began to talk in Swedish.


    When the leader of the Kalmyk cavalry saw that Ingrid was indeed a Swede and did not deceive himself, he gradually relaxed his vigilance. He stepped aside and let the two women talk, and there was no deep hostility in their eyes.


    This is a little half a day, and from Ingrid, Cherchen also knew the tragic experience of the Swedish woman named prijit.