Struggle in Russia

Sikokin whipped the horse's **** hard and lowered his figure lower. Yes, his decision was to continue running away!

For him, saving his life is the most important thing. If his life is gone, then there is nothing. If he saves his life, everything can still be discussed.

As for those confidants and subordinates, if they die, they will die. At the worst, they can just recruit a bunch more. Anyway, as long as you have money, why don't you worry about not having anyone?

He ran so fast that no one could keep up with him. Even Valentin Grigorievich, who ran equally fast, was still quite a ways away from him.

The shouts of killing were getting farther and farther, and Sikokin's men bought him precious time to escape with their own lives. Although they may not be willing, they had no more choices. Because those fierce Cossack knights are unreasonable at all, like a group of inhuman killing machines, constantly harvesting lives.

Xikojin ran so fast that even the wind could not catch up with him, until the horse under his legs could no longer run.

At this time, he had escaped from the ambush circle, in other words, he was safe.

At this time, not only was the horse panting and struggling, but Sikokin was also out of breath, as if it was he and not the horse who had just galloped for more than ten miles in one breath.

He looked around in shock, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when he was sure that no one was following him.

At this time, his mind was blank. He had not recovered from the thrill just now. It took a while for his brain to regain its function.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

Irritated, he cursed loudly. He felt that he was wronged. This attack could only be caused by two situations. One was that he met Ulanov's enemies, such as Petrov. The other is that Ulanov is ready to burn bridges across the river to deal with him.

As for which one it is, he is not sure yet, but he is more inclined to think that Ulanov is making a fool of himself, because his behavior today is so abnormal.

How could he suddenly run away alone?

If there is no fame in it, how dare he do this with his cautious and greedy character?

It is very possible that he deliberately ran ahead to create distance, and then arranged his men to ambush him halfway.

Just imagine, as long as Sikogin dies, Ulanov won't have to spend a dime!

The more he thought about it, the more suspicious Ulanov became. Naturally, Sikokin became angry. However, he also knew that he had suffered heavy losses this time. The people who died were his confidants and good men. Without these people, he would not be able to do anything. It is impossible to fight with Ulanov.

Therefore, the top priority is not to seek revenge from Ulanov, but to quickly join up with our own people!

Thinking of this, Sikogin couldn't help but feel a little proud. Fortunately, he had always been wary of Ulanov's tricks and had been prepared for it. Now that his true confidants are still there, as long as he joins them, he must make Ulanov look good next!

Just when Xikojin got his bearings and was about to find someone to ask for directions, the sound of Tatata's horse hooves came from behind, and he immediately pulled out his pistol.

Looking closely, the man riding on the horse was Valentin Grigorievich. He was in a very bad state now, with blood all over his body, one arm hanging weakly, and he could only use one hand to grab it. Hold the reins to control direction.

The two of them made eye contact, and at the same time they raised their vigilance.

"You're not dead?" Sikokin asked.

Valentin Grigorievich looked at him suspiciously and asked: "What do you mean?"

Xikojin said very rudely: "You are okay in that situation? Where are the others?"

Valentin Grigorievich looked at him with squinted eyes, and after a while he answered: "They should all be dead, why are you here?"

"My horse can't run anymore, so I can only rest for a while!"

At this point, the two people suddenly had no desire to speak. They both looked at each other warily with weapons in hand. It was obvious that neither of them trusted the other.

After a while, Xikojin couldn't help but break the silence: "Who ambushed us?"

Valentin Grigorievich shook his head and said: "I don't know, it looks like a Cossack, but the Cossack is not so arrogant!"

Xiko Jin frowned and asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"

"Although the Cossacks often commit robberies, they will not be so arrogant and attack so many of us!"

Sikogin reacted immediately. There were more than a hundred of them, and almost everyone had weapons. It was impossible for the Cossacks to attack such people. Because their style has always been to bully the weak and avoid the strong, which is obviously not the Cossack style!

This more and more solidifies Xikojin’s guess. These guys disguised as Cossacks must be professional in this, otherwise they can deal with his people like chopping melons and vegetables?

And now the only one who has this need and the ability is Ulanov.

It must be Ulanov's man!

Immediately, Sikogin became more vigilant. He stared at Valentin Grigorievich, as if he wanted to swallow him in one gulp.

Valentin Grigorievich looked at him and suddenly said: "Not one of ours!"

Xiko Jin was stunned and asked: "What?"

Valentin Grigorievich sighed and said: "I said those guys were not invited by my master!"

"Why do you say that?!"

"Because it's not time, and as far as I know, he doesn't have such powerful subordinates! If there were such people, would Petrov have made him so embarrassed before?"

Sikokin was stunned, because he had never thought about this problem. From this perspective, Ulanov's suspicion was really very small.

But if it wasn’t Ulanov, who would it be?

Xiko Jin was a little confused for a while. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't figure it out. He asked again: "If it's not your master, who will it be?"

Valentin Grigorievich let out a long sigh and said with a wry smile: "I don't know, these guys came too suddenly, and their methods were too neat. Who could such a terrifying force belong to?" Woolen cloth?"

He fell into deep thought and didn't speak for a long time. Xikojin was also infected by his emotions and fell into thinking together. However, Xikojin had never been good at thinking, so his mind became more and more confused, and finally turned into a mess. A mess.

He felt that everyone was suspected, but no one was suspected. After thinking about it, his mind was confused instead of opening up his mind.

On the other side, Valentin Grigorievich suddenly slapped his hands, and he suddenly realized and shouted: "I know who did it!"

Sikokin was startled, but he soon became happy. He urged again and again: "Tell me quickly, who did it! Tell me quickly!"