The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

　　 It's already three days after Tetsuchen wakes up. Although Bao Hong's knife used to stun him didn't use much force, but after he was in a coma, because Bao Hong placed his body behind the breast wall, the powerful impact generated by the explosion of the cannon penetrated The breast wall passed to him, causing a second injury.

　　 The first thing Tetsuchen saw when he woke up was his uncle Pietro. Cheerchen was in a coma for three days and three nights, and the old mercenary stayed beside him for three days and three nights. He ignored it even if Franco told him.

　　 Seeing that his nephew was awake, Pidro held Cheorchen's hand, his joy was beyond words.

　　 "My dear child! You know how worried your uncle is these days. I have no children and only you are by my side. I have already treated you as my own child."

　　 Cheerchen was also particularly moved by these words. Of course he knew Uncle Pietro's love for him, but he didn't expect him to love him so deeply.

　　 Tetsujin said emotionally: "Dear uncle, I am fine. God obviously does not want you to be in a foreign country by yourself. He asked me to stay, take care of you, and love you."

　　 Listening to Tetsuchen's words, Pietro burst into tears again. But he is happy.

　　 Uncle and nephew confided in their heartfelt feelings, and Cheerchen asked about what happened that day.

"The loss was extremely heavy. We lost almost all of our artillery. Excluding the giant artillery that was blown to pieces, the other artillery that was nailed to the door could not be used for a few months. More polite. Yes, it is said that there were only two murderers who caused such a big loss. And after blowing up the artillery, those two people slipped out in the chaos." Piedro said.

　　 "I know who it is." Cheorchen said.

"who is it?"

　　 "Bao Geng."

　　 "Bao Geng!?" Pidro recalled, and finally remembered the name, the one who rescued Cheorchen from the robber.

　　 "Isn't he some Duke's messenger?" Pidro was a little puzzled.

　　 Tetsuchen shook his head.

　　 "Although I don't know the reason, I am not mistaken-that person is Bao Geng."

　　Pidro nodded. He was going to find Franco in a while and tell him this information.

　　 "I've been in a coma these few days, has anything happened in the city?" Cheerchen asked again.

　　 Listening to Cheerchen's question, Pietro's eyes turned to Cheerchen. It was as if Cheorchen had missed hundreds of Taylors.

　　 "A lot of things have happened. You can't even imagine them."

　　 Then, Pidro told Cheor Chen one by one what happened in the three days.

　　This first one is about the little Earl Anzumov.

　　 Due to the loss of the duel to Catherine and the loss of the artillery position, Earl Anzumov completely lost his trust in Lord Feodor. Especially for the latter thing. After all, the idea of ​​replacing the original guard with the noble guard was made by Count Anzumov. Now the most important thing to defend the city has been exhausted by the loss, and Xiao Anzumov can't shirk the blame.

　　 And the second thing is that Senator Doronen became the commander of the Noble Guard. On the second day of the incident, City Lord Feodor announced this decision, which was also expected. The victory of the duel with Catherine and the incompetence of Anzumov, set off Doronin's wise and martial arts, no matter in the guards or in the parliament, everyone had no objection to this fate.

　　 This third one is about Catherine. Although Catherine won the duel, Feodor was still locked in the castle's dungeon. Although Fyodor is unlikely to kill him because of his status as a Scottish nobleman and mercenary, there is of course no hope for the marriage to Miss Helena. Marrying Helena to Catherine will not benefit the Fyodor Obukhović family in the slightest, so even if Catherine wins the duel, Fyodor will not follow the so-called aristocratic tradition. This is politics.

　　 "What about Miss Helena?" Cheer Chen asked after listening to Uncle Pidro. Cheerchen always had a longing for Helena, who had performed a dance by mistake at the ball.

　　 "I don't know, but I heard the legend that the noble lady chose to become a nun and spend her life in the monastery." Piedro said.

　　 "Oh." Tetsuchen sighed.

　　 After a while, Cheer Chen spoke again: "I think now that I really missed hundreds of Taylors."

　　 Obviously, he thought it was done. But Pedro's news is more than that. The words Pedro said next made Cheor Chen really startled.

　　The war broke out-war with Tsarist Russia.

　　 This news was brought back by Aragorn. When this fellow led his men on patrol, on the second day of the explosion, countless Tsarist Russian soldiers were found on the border of Smolensk near the Lezhev Fortress. These pioneers of Tsarist Russia stepped on sledges, wore paper caps, and covered the cotton armor with a fur-turned animal skin jacket. They acted like the wind, and in an instant they jumped out of the deep forest and handed over with Aragorn and the others. The fighting position is on the Polish Republic side of the border. In this encounter, Aragorn lost four companions and three others were injured. Even Aragorn had four arrows in his body, three shot in the arm and thigh, and one shot in the chest. If it weren't for the strong armor on his body, his life would have been there. But even so, Aragorn still bleeds too much and passed out as soon as he returned to Smolensk.

　　 Now, the whole city of Smolensk is on alert~www.wuxiaspot.com~ All the scouts have been sent out to investigate the size of the enemy.

　　 I heard that Aragorn was seriously injured, but Cheerchen struggled to get up from the bed but was stopped by Pidro. He told Chechen that Aragorn had been out of danger after being treated by military doctors. What they need now is rest. Cheerchen's passing by now will not only help Aragorn's injury, but will disturb his rest.

　　 Listening to Uncle's analysis, Tetsuchen also feels reasonable. He no longer braced himself.

　　 At this time, he thought of an important question.

　　 "Uncle, since Aragorn is injured and Catherine is in the dungeon. Who will lead the mercenary group?"

　　 Tetsuchen asked.

　　Pidro seemed to be waiting for Chelchen to ask this question. He stood up triumphantly and lifted his belt once, twice, and again.

　　Pidro's belt was shining gold, the belt was silk, and it was covered with gold ornaments.

"This is?"

　　 "This is a reward from the city lord. Now, your uncle, I, Lieutenant Pietro, leads the mercenary company of that boy of Aragon."

　　 "You? Lieutenant Piedro?" Cheechen's mouth opened in surprise to fit an egg.

　　 "Of course. Your uncle led a mercenary group when he was in Germany. Did you forget?"

　　 Indeed, Cheerchen remembered that Uncle Pietro did endure the Thirty Years' War in his early years. This was an experience he was extremely proud of.

　　 "Congratulations, Lieutenant Pidro." Cheer Chen saluted his uncle, he was really happy for his uncle.

　　 Listening to Cheerchen's compliment, Pidro smiled openly.

　　 "Now, my nephew. You hurry up and eat something, and I will take you to a place."

　　 "Where to go?"

"church."