Hans Follett and alvid Wittenberg left the house.


    Although the housekeeper was surprised that his master still went out so late, he immediately prepared a mount for him.


    Their destination is Riga, facing the city gate of the wharf. As the garrison of Riga, in addition to the governor, only Hans Follett had the power to order the soldiers guarding the city gate to open it at night.


    At the dock outside the city, everything was silent, as if everything were asleep. But if you walk in, you will find teams of mercenaries, led by their officers, holding their weapons and staring silently at the direction of the city gate.


    Looking from the dock, you can only see the bonfire on the wall, and the gate is dark.


    Although there were artillery and three guns among the mercenaries who came with the ship this time, it was not a simple thing to open the city gate of Riga, but it was not impossible to do so, but alvid wiedenberg strongly suggested wisdom.


    "Although his majesty Carl x is seriously ill, he is a strong willed soldier. None of us knows how long he can live. If we lose too much strength and destroy the city defense in Riga, it will be difficult for us to defend once Carl x returns."


    Because of this, alvid Wittenberg risked bribing the soldiers guarding the city gate and sneaked into the city.


    At this time, Cherchen and Carlson were squatting behind a pile of boxes more than two people high. Carlson''s back leaned against the box. From time to time, he leaned out his head to look at the direction of the city gate, and his face was full of anxious sweat.


    "Carlson, what are you nervous about?" Chechen asked with a smile.


    "Count, I''m not nervous, but anxious," said Carlson. "Tonight is the moment to determine the fate of the queen, you and me. If the marshal fails to convince his subordinates, or the defenders on the city wall find our change and fail, we have no way out except exile."


    Speaking of this, Carlson once again defended himself by saying, "of course, I''m not for myself, but for the queen."


    Carlson''s true feelings also let Chechen''s thoughts float to the distance.


    It''s false to say you''re not nervous. Unlike Carlson alone, what Cherchen wants to protect and take care of is a family and a group.


    Before deciding to stand on the side of Christina''s sister, Chechen thought: if he succeeded, Christina''s sister would ascend the throne again, and King Jan kachmidge in Warsaw might acquiesce to this fact, just like when he became the captain of Bratslav''s regiment; But if it fails, the king will deprive himself of all his titles and fiefdoms. I''m afraid even uncle Pedro, Natalie and Fatima will be implicated. More seriously, King Jan kazimiz even wanted himself to calm his anger and show his sincerity for peace.


    But I still did it without hesitation.


    Chechen is a man who knows how to repay his kindness. In Crimea, Christina tried her best to help herself defeat Yishi LAN gley. Although this can be regarded as the reward for saving Christina from Warsaw, the feelings between people are not equivalent exchange. If Christina is kind to herself, she should repay her 10% and 100%.


    Moreover, Chechen believes that if Christina is facing this situation today, she will help herself without hesitation.


    Pulling his thoughts back, Chechen said to Carlson, "don''t worry, we have to trust Marshal Wittenberg and believe that God is on our side."


    Carlson nodded. But immediately his face turned red, because he realized that he was old enough to be uncle Chechen, but now he wanted him to comfort him.


    "Count... Carlson was about to say two more words for himself when suddenly someone was shouting around," the door is open! The door is open! "


    Chechen and Carlson leaned out from behind the box.


    Sure enough, the gate of Riga was wide open.


    Carlson straightened up excitedly. He said to Chechen, "count, give me the honor of being the first to enter the city."


    With that, Carlson shouted "follow me", then waved his short and wide sword, led a team of mercenaries out of the hiding place and rushed to the city gate.


    "Soldiers loyal to me! Long live Queen Christina of Sweden!"


    At the gate of the city, Hans Follett fell behind alvid Wittenberg. He saw Carlson and others rush up and shouted to the Swedish soldiers who were at a loss around the city.


    But no one responded, and the soldiers were still at a loss.


    At this time, alvid Wittenberg shouted, "Her Majesty has come to end the war! Her majesty will bring peace!"


    "Hooray!" hundreds of voices followed.


    There were the voices of mercenaries and Swedish soldiers in the city.


    Obviously, after years of war, Swedish soldiers are also tired of war.


    "Kill!"


    The noise on the wall should be the cry of the mercenaries on the wharf.


    Many people on the wall and in the barracks didn''t know what had happened at first. When the news came and everyone knew that Queen Christina had returned and wanted to bring peace to the Kingdom, all the soldiers were crazy. Hundreds of hats flew into the air, and the artillery on the gun position roared.


    Of course, not everyone has abandoned Carl X. Dozens of Swedish soldiers, led by their captain Baron Miller, held a gun position and said that King Carl X was the real monarch of the kingdom.


    So a short and terrible fierce battle inevitably began.


    There will be a will to die, and the scholar has no desire to live. A few people did not want to live and were determined to die. Even if Carlson had several times more people than Baron Miller, he could not win him in a hurry. Baron Miller perked up. He commanded the shooting calmly and calmly.


    Whether Carlson or Hans Follett or alvid Wittenberg shouted to him to lay down his arms, the Baron answered with a shot.


    Finally, realizing that there was no result in persuading the surrender, several mercenaries dived near the gun position. They lit the bomb and dropped it from bottom to top.


    With a few loud noises, the original gunshot position was silent.


    Chechen and several mercenary officers came to the bloody gun position. Baron Miller was covered in blood and his clothes were like rags.


    Although he was the enemy, the Baron''s bravery won everyone''s respect.


    Cherchen covered the Baron''s body with a Swedish flag and took off his hat to salute him.


    On the straight street under the city wall, a fire dragon is running towards the governor''s house of Riga.