The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

　　 "Why are you telling me about this? Is there any private grievance between you?" Yakov Cherkaski looked at Count Anzumov, with doubts and distrust in his eyes.

This was the third day after the Russian occupation of Smolensk. As Prince Alexei was about to lead his army to support the decisive battle between the Tsar and Yanush Laziviu, the Prince did not do much in the castle after the banquet. After staying, he moved to Zamoshye as a forward base. The Cossack army originally stationed in Zamoshye, in accordance with the agreement with the prince, took away all the Ruthenians there and returned to Ukraine. Another general Semyon Rahmanin went to support Khmelnitski, who was struggling, with Vasily.

　　 So this castle became the office of Yakov Cherkaski, and he also became the highest military and administrative officer of Smolensk.

Earlier this morning, the Count Anzumov in front of Yakov Cherkasky came to visit. After an unnutritious greeting, Count Anzumov pretended to inadvertently mentioned himself and Fei at the banquet. Otto's conversation about Franco.

　　 Originally, Yakov Cherkaski was murderous about Franco’s reluctance to act for Tsarist Russia that day. This time I heard that Franco still wanted to fight with Tsarist Russia in that situation, even if he did not hesitate to die and break the net, I felt that this person could not stay. But he was very surprised. Why did Anzumov tell him this, was it because of his loyalty to Tsarist Russia or because he had any personal grievances with Franco?

　　 Anzumov did not feel any discomfort for the doubts and distrust revealed in Yakov Cherkaski's words and eyes. When a person's status has reached his level, all things such as courtesy, justice, integrity, and shame are all floating clouds. He is only for the prosperity of the family and his own glory and wealth.

"Your Excellency, although I have worked with Captain Franco for many years, there is not much overlap. Captain Franco is a standard and rigid soldier, he is not good at interacting, and he does not have much contact with us nobles. Except for government affairs. , He rarely even talks to me." Anzumov first made clear that he was avenging Franco because of private grievances.

"Then what are you doing? You should know that you told me that not only that Franco might suffer, but Fyodor might also be implicated. I remember that the old guy has a good relationship with you, you guys. Originally they were all going to be in-laws." Yakov Cherkaski asked again.

"General, I am for me and my family." Anzumov put his hand on his chest and leaned slightly. "When I heard the news that Prince Yanush’s army was about to fight, those who surrendered with me. You can see the expressions of the nobles who came here. They are all afraid that Prince Yanush will win. They will settle their accounts after returning to the autumn. Especially Szchenko, I can guarantee that he is crying at home and writing a letter and patting the old Prince’s horse. What about fart."

　　 "Huh, those sloppy walls." Yakov Cherkaski murmured contemptuously. How could Yakov not know the virtues of these surrenders? If Smolensk hadn't used them, Yakov would have sent them to Siberia to chop down trees.

"Yes, a bunch of grass on the wall. But they don't want to think, even if they fall to the other end, will Yanush want them? The old prince is eager to have an excuse to get rid of us to take control. So, I understand very well. I can only survive by following the great czars and generals."

　　 "You are a sensible person, and I like a sensible person." Yakov Cherkasz base station got up and walked to Count Anzumov's side, patted him on the shoulder and said.

　　 "Thank you General for the compliment."

"I will take care of the mercenary group, and I will remember your credit. You have a son who wants to join the army. Let him come to my command." Yakov Cherkaski remembered An Zumov's son came and gave Count Anzumov a sweet date.

　　 "That's an honor for my son." Anzumov said to himself, he was a right bet.

　　 Now that the matter is over, Anzumov intends to leave. Yakov asked his adjutant Gregory to send Anzumov out of the castle.

　　 After a while, Gregory returned.

　　 "Master, Count Anzumov has gone." Gregorian reported.

　　 After Anzumov left, Yakov Cherkaski began to figure out how to eradicate the mercenary group. Franco and his mercenary group existed for one day, and one day was a hidden danger.

　　 "Never let the tiger go back to the mountain." Yakov thought to himself.

　　 What excuses can be used to destroy the mercenary group, Yakov has made another difficulty. Because the prince has personally promised that the mercenary group will be allowed to be free under the condition that they will not participate in combat within six months. Now that the prince speaks especially in my ears, he has turned back, although it is out of public heart, but after all, he disobeys the prince's meaning.

　　In Rudonia, the mercenary group also got into trouble for one thing. That is the problem of the residence of the mercenary group. According to the agreement, the mercenary group must stay in Rudonia for three months before they can leave.

　　 Alexei arranged the mercenary group and their families in Rudnia as a concentration camp. But Rudonia has gone through two wars, and it has long been a piece of ruined wall. And when Prince Alexei’s army left ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, they took away all the tents and supplies. Now Rudnia is poor and white.

　　 "Is there no other way?" Franco asked the quartermaster anxiously. According to the quartermaster’s estimate, to arrange accommodation for the mercenary regiment and family members, at least one hundred temporary wooden houses need to be built. But the manpower of the mercenary group obviously can't do it in a short period of time. Although there are plenty of tents, the spring rain is coming after winter. It is obviously unrealistic to let everyone use tents to shelter from the wind and rain for three months.

　　 The quartermaster shook his head.

"Head of the group, I have checked all the houses in the village. There are only more than 20 houses that can barely accommodate people, but these are not enough to accommodate one-fifth of the people. And these houses have no roof. There is no shortage of trees in the woods, but we are short of manpower. I have calculated that with our current manpower to build 80 wooden houses, it will only take a month and a half,” the quartermaster Tanshou said. He also tried his best, but after all, it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice.

　　 "Is there really no way?" Franco fell into despair. He did not accept Prince Alexei's high-paying employment, which has already been criticized by some people in the mercenary group. But due to Franco's lofty prestige in the mercenary group, some mercenaries still chose to obey even though they complained. But if you can't get a basic accommodation, then this kind of dissatisfaction and complaints will erupt like a volcano, destroying the entire mercenary group.

　　 "Maybe this is the reason why Prince Alexei promised to be so refreshing." Franco thought immediately.

　　 The quartermaster looked at Franco, hoping that the commander could come up with a way. His Polish wife is also in the team, also sleeping and eating.

　　 At this time, a small head poked out from behind a ruined wall behind Franco.

　　 "I have a way."