Hemelinitsky couldn''t help but want to sing a song, but the picture in front of him turned again. Then he saw a lonely figure on the grassland. Hemelinitsky could not see clearly because he was far away, but he instinctively felt that it was himself. But when is this? where are you? Hemelinitsky can''t remember very well.


    The figure was wearing a Tatar sheepskin turned out jacket, with no hat on his head. A lock of hair hung between his eyebrows. It looked oily and had not been combed for a long time.


    The figure is so lonely, so lonely, he stooped, like a defeated achievement.


    "Almighty God, where should I go and where should I look?"


    Hemelinitsky heard the figure talking to himself.


    "Ah!"


    Hemelinitsky shouted. He remembered, remembered, yes. That''s who I am, after the defeat of berestecko.


    In that battle, he did not fight with his Cossack comrades to the end because he was captured by Muhammad gley, a pagan and perfidious man. At this time, he had just been released by the Tatars and was on his way to pereyaslav.


    At that time, I was really at a loss. The gap between the strength of zaporoche Cossack and the Republic of Poland is greater than I imagined. Even if I have defeated the army of the Republic again and again, when the country really awakens, the nobles whose interests have been damaged in Ukraine put down their contradictions with the king and unite as one, even if they unite with the Tatars, they are not their opponents. Moreover, the Tatars betrayed themselves halfway.


    Hemelinitsky heard himself talking to himself: "Yuri, my son, how are you? My clerk (referring to Ivan wigovsky) are you still alive? And Bao Hong, hilko, Popovich... You guys are cats. You should be all right."


    While he was talking to himself, hemelinitsky saw the person he was talking about appeared in front of him.


    "Father, you''re back! We''re all waiting for you!"


    His son, Yuri hemelinitsky, shouted happily. The son''s face was covered with smoke, his coat was black, and blood stains remained on his chest and arms.


    "Chief, this scepter is too heavy. You should take it."


    Bao Hong handed the black staff to himself.


    During his absence, Bao Hong, the Cossack eagle, was elected as a temporary chief. It was precisely because of his bravery and wit that zaporoze Cossack''s rebel army was not annihilated by the poles and kept the fire to continue fighting. Now, the Cossack born for freedom returned his scepter to himself without any greed for power.


    "Chief, everyone has retreated to pereslav. Comrades are waiting for you."


    Ivan vigovsky, the Cossack leader of the little aristocracy, always did things in good order. Although he tends to make peace with the Republic on the issue of Poland and is very unpopular with other leaders in the Cossacks, his loyalty to himself is beyond doubt.


    "Chief, our blood is still hot, our powder bags are not empty, and our horses can run fast. We are all waiting for you to lead us and the poles to continue to fight!"


    Hilko, the legendary Cossack, once carried five small boats and 100 Cossack sailors from both parties: Ukrainian Cossack leader khmelnitsky and Russian czar Alexei Mikhailovich.


    The agreement is complete.