The warm sunshine penetrates the cold clouds in winter, shines on all things, the trees bloom new buds, and the fresh seedlings break through the soil in the rain and snow moistened fields. On the occasion of the return of spring to the earth, beautiful hope also arises spontaneously in people''s hearts.


    For the people of the Republic of Poland, this is a year to celebrate. Because in this year, the "flood" that ravaged the Republic for four years finally faded. Carl x, the foreign monarch who initiated a cruel war and turned the rich and small polish land into scorched soil, died and paid his life for his blood debt.


    On the Jutland Peninsula, due to the lag of the news, the Polish Danish coalition led by Stefan charnietsky did not know one of the good news for the first time.


    But the coalition soldiers were also full of joy because they had their own victory.


    Stefan charnietsky, the most capable commander in Polish history, commanded the army and drove Carl X''s army out of Jutland Peninsula. In this war, more than 2000 Swedish troops were killed and injured, while the coalition lost less than 1000.


    Natalie, who worked under Stefan charnietsky, personally participated in the battle. Especially when the Swedish army burned down the floating bridge on ULS island to block the pursuit of the coalition forces, Natalie shouted "loyalty and courage are our strongest armor" in the face of water and fire, and then jumped into the water, which always reflected in everyone''s heart.


    After the war, Stefan charnietsky gave Natalie a captured Swedish general''s sword.


    "Poland has not perished


    As long as we live


    Poland will not perish


    Raise the sword and recover the lost land


    Go ahead, go ahead, charnietsky


    From Poland to Denmark


    Under your leadership


    We will be family


    We crossed the visva River,


    Cross the Valta River


    Become a real Polish


    You''ve told us


    How to win


    Go ahead, go ahead, charnietsky


    End the Swedish occupation


    To defend our motherland


    We will cross the sea and return


    Go ahead, go ahead, charnietsky


    The father said excitedly to his daughter:


    Listen, our soldiers


    The war drum sounded


    Go ahead, go ahead, charnietsky. "


    In the coalition''s temporary camp, soldiers sang a song written by an aristocratic poet for Stefan charnietsky. Their voice was majestic and their momentum was impassioned.


    "Swedes will lose!" an old soldier with white hair and Beard said to the young boys sitting around, "As you can see, the Swedes are good at defending the fort or battling step by step. But they never dare to fight with us. They are scared to death of the Polish cavalry. They dare to attack only when they are confident that they have an advantage in quantity. Even so, they often lose their soldiers. The Danes have no cavalry like us, so they can''t resist the attack of the Swedish devils, In Lithuania, where mountains are high and forests are dense, they are given the opportunity to show off their ferocity. "


    "Absolutely true!" several young men agreed loudly.


    These young men are eighteen or nine years old. They are at the best time of their life. They are vigorous, brave and impulsive.


    The old soldier added: "Why do the Swedish devils crave our land, because they all live a life of drinking blood. They are famous for their barren land. Even the nobles can''t eat bread, so they have to grind pine balls into powder pancakes to make their mouth full of rosin smell. Some poor people who can''t eat sausages look for food on the beach and eat whatever the waves hit. Their kings and prime ministers often eat Fight for delicious food. They are a group of terrible poor scoundrels, worse than the lower class in our country, but who makes them believe in heresy? Because heresy is more hateful than cult, even Tatars have delicious horse meat, but sometimes they can''t smell any fresh meat all year round. They are always hungry unless they take a chance to catch a net of good fish. "


    "Well said, well said." the boys shouted again.


    The old soldier was about to arrange a few more Swedes when he saw Natalie coming on her horse.


    The old soldier quickly stood up. He went to Natalie''s mount and greeted her. "Baroness, please accept the compliments of an old soldier."


    Natalie looked at the old man, but her memory was vague. She couldn''t remember the old man''s name.


    "Who are you?"


    The old soldier took a step closer. He took Natalie''s hand and kissed her.


    "You don''t recognize me. But I will always remember you. In the battle of ULS, my horse was killed by the Swedish devil''s fire gun. A Swedish halberd wanted to take my life. You saved me."


    Natalie still didn''t remember, because in the fierce battle, everyone must ensure a high degree of concentration.


    "You don''t have to, it''s all I should do," she had to say.


    The old soldier thanked again and again, and he took Natalie''s hand and kissed it.


    "Baroness, are you going?"


    "General charnietsky called me," Natalie said.


    The old soldier''s face showed a worried expression. He took a step back to make way - he was blaming himself for disturbing Natalie''s military affairs.


    "Excuse me. I don''t know, Baroness."


    Natalie smiled gently: "it''s not a matter of urgency, military affairs."


    Those young men looked at Natalie''s back and said, "a kind Baroness! A respectable noble! I can''t find a kinder person than him with a lantern! She has a heart like gold! Pure gold without adulteration. I''m happy for her even if I shed blood and sacrifice. I don''t know who has such good luck to marry such a wife..."


    The old soldier patted these hairy boys on the back of the head.


    "The Baroness''s husband is also a great person. Aleval Chechen, a legendary mercenary and count of the Republic. Oh! Only such a person is worthy of Baroness Natalie."


    "Then they must be harmonious and very happy," said a young man admiringly touching the back of his beaten head.


    "Of course," said the veteran.


    The chief soldier has something to do with Natalie. But it''s not business, it''s private.


    When Natalie entered the camp, Stefan charnietsky said to Natalie, "Natalie, I received a letter from the queen about your husband Chechen."


    Old lord Stanislaw pototsky told Cherchen in Stockholm that Natalie asked him when to go back. In fact, Queen ludwiga asked him to say so. At that time, Natalie had not forgiven Cherchen, and the letter in the hands of the general Stefan charnietsky was still on the way. But Queen ludwiga was convinced that her letter would change Natalie''s mind, so she lied.


    Hearing the content of the letter about Chechen, Natalie''s face immediately changed.


    She clenched her lips without saying a word.


    Stefan charnietsky noticed the change in Natalie''s look, so he asked the girl, "Natalie, tell me what you think of Cherchen now? Are you still angry with him?"


    "God knows, I don''t think about anything now!" the girl turned her head and replied stiffly.


    Seeing Natalie''s stubbornness, Stefan charnietsky shook his head helplessly.


    "Maybe I shouldn''t ask more, but I want to know what''s in your heart. Hey! Let me be frank, the queen told me that Cherchen has made great contributions to the Republic in Riga."


    Natalie turned her head aside.


    One mistake and one remedy, she was tired of Chechen''s repetition.


    The chief soldier continued: "I understand that you are resenting Cherchen for letting Prince boguslav go. At that time, it was what I asked captain Mikhail vorodyavs to say to you. Frankly, I only considered the interests of the and the Republic, but did not consider Cherchen''s personal feelings. This was my mistake. As a general soldier, I should have spoken frankly to the king and should not fake the hand of others."


    Hearing the highly respected Stefan charnietsky blaming herself, Natalie finally changed her tongue.


    "No, sir. You have done nothing wrong. I thought I could turn my husband into a patriot, but I was wrong. He does not love the country that gave him bread."


    With that, Natalie left tears.


    She began to blame herself again.


    Stefan charnietsky was embarrassed. He called Natalie here today to resolve the contradiction between her and Cherchen, not to see her cry.


    He quickly picked up the letter on the table and handed it to Natalie.


    "Look at this. We should be glad that Cherchen chose to forgive Prince bogusslav. You don''t know what earth shaking things he and bogusslav have done."


    Natalie took the letter.


    As she looked, her eyes widened strangely.


    Then joy transcended all emotions.


    "Into flesh!" Natalie said in surprise.


    "Yes, I can''t believe it. Prince boguslav sent troops and Cherchen helped. They helped Queen Christina of Sweden burn a fire in Carl X''s backyard and burn the war to the Swedish land. Now, Sweden has been defeated and we have won."


    Natalie''s cheeks were crimson, and her heart was obviously excited.


    Burning the war to the Swedish land is what many poles dream of; and victory is everyone''s dream.


    Seeing this, Stefan charnietsky took advantage of the heat to hit the railway: "so how mysterious the will of God is. If Prince boguslav is not pardoned, his army will be the enemy of the Republic, but now he has become a hero of the Republic. And Cherchen, I have to say, for now, he is right."


    For now.


    This word reveals the truest idea of Stefan charnietsky.


    Stefan charnietsky has always believed that pardoning the evil but rich and powerful traitors is like smoking opium: it will make people feel elated and happy for a while; But the price of this comfort is that your body and mind are constantly corroded, and finally become a walking corpse.


    But now it''s done, and now the chief soldier is shouldering the important task of persuading Natalie to return to Chechen. How can he say the opposite?


    Then, Stefan charnietsky said many good things about Cherchen and quoted the proverb "the prodigal son turns back and doesn''t change money"


    These words finally worked on Natalie.


    She said to the commander in chief, "may God forgive them both, especially the one who shed blood for his country in Sweden..."


    "Yes, yes. That''s it." the commander of charnietsky smiled. He stroked his thick white beard and said to Natalie, "but Natalie, only God''s forgiveness is not enough. After returning to Warsaw this time, you should also return to Chechen. You are his wife, and the wife should be the guiding light of her husband, so that he can avoid detours and mistakes..."


    It was already sunset when we came out from the tent of general Stefan charnietsky. The sunset glow was shining in the sky and cast a crimson shadow on the vast plain. In the orange sky, the first batch of bright stars have flashed. The crescent moon hung in the night sky like a curved silver sickle.


    Natalie drove her horse slowly until she could see the gate of the camp from a distance.


    Soon, she will leave here and return to Warsaw - the chief soldier granted her a holiday so that she can be reunited with the returning Chechen.


    At this time, countless campfires have been lit in the coalition camp, like the projection of stars in the sky on the ground.


    Along the way, Natalie was thinking.


    "Am I really too strict with him?" Natalie asked herself, "but is it really so difficult to be patriotic? The commander in chief asked me not to drill a bull''s horn in everything. I can forget that his adventure is for Christina, and whether he would be willing to save his family and sell all his wealth for the Republic if he was another person, but..."


    Natalie shook her head.


    A sad expression reappeared on her face.


    The so-called deep love and deep responsibility. Natalie''s decision to Cherchen is not because she loves him deeply.


    "God, how can I change my husband?" Natalie asked the omnipotent God.


    Natalie just stood there.


    Suddenly, the sad expression on Natalie''s face disappeared and was replaced by a great understanding.


    Natalie began to talk to herself more and more excitedly: "Yes, yes. They must have seduced Cherchen. What good would it be to be with a group of foreigners. They would not teach Cherchen to love the Republic, but to be selfish... And his uncle Pedro, what a mercenary! He mixed with Jews and would do anything for money... I can''t care about them, but I can''t tolerate them Encourage Chechen... I think it''s all their fault! That''s right! As long as Chechen stays with wise poles instead of foreigners, he will change to the good side. Really, people can figure out what others can figure out when they think about it, but I''m a fool, but I haven''t figured it out until now. Okay! I know What should I do? "


    At this time, Natalie''s face showed a clear expression.


    Stefan charnietsky''s chief soldier did not expect, nor did queen ludwiga. Everyone did not expect that Natalie would blame Cherchen''s companions. She would think that it was because Cherchen was often surrounded by a group of foreign talents, so that he could not be patriotic with himself.


    And this, no doubt, is at the tip of a bull''s horn.


    The expression on the girl''s face became more and more holy and solemn like a guardian.


    She piously drew a cross on her chest and kissed the cross hanging on her chest.