The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

While the leader of Sapega was enjoying the fruit of victory in the Church of the Holy Spirit, the Republican Army suffered a disastrous defeat on the east side of Warsaw.

Here’s how it happened: As the army of Marshal Lubaumacki stationed at the east gate of Warsaw City was the first to construct fortifications and attack Warsaw City, the generals in Çarnetskiy and the commander of Saperga are still working Advance to the gates and construct trenches and tunnels. While busy, the marshal's army rarely comes down. Marshal Lubao Macki is a person who can't stay idle, or a person who loves to enjoy. He is always indulgence outside of the war. Now, with nothing to do, he held a banquet at night.

42 chefs, 140 chefs and laborers, of which 60 servants in uniforms-these are the staff serving the marshal's banquet; in addition, the banquet has 400 dozen napkins, 80 dozen silver plates, and 60 dozen sacks. Porcelain plates and silver bowls for fruits, as well as countless other catering supplies. Adding up everything, it's not much more than a palace dinner.

Of course, King Kazimierz and other people with identities in the marshal’s camp were invited.

The General Çarnetski and the commander of Saperga were selectively forgotten by the marshal.

A joyous and tumultuous banquet officially began at 7 pm. Marshal Lupaomaski toasted the guests time and time again, and then toasted to celebrate the health and longevity of the king, and later wished victory in the Warsaw War, and later for you all Team leaders, for all soldiers and horses of the Republic. People drink more and more vigorously, and the atmosphere becomes more and more lively. Pieces of laughter, clinking glasses for toasts, the whole courtyard is filled with the mellow aroma of honey and wine.

Janusz came to Potocki's side.

"What is this called? Our capital is still in the hands of the enemy, but the Marshal of the Republic has begun to celebrate the victory." Janush complained.

"This is our Marshal Lubaumacki." Potocki smiled and said to his old friend.

The two touched their glasses.

"How many muskets can be purchased for this night, and how many artillery can be cast? The mother of the Republic is still being ravaged by robbers, but our already short military expenditure is wasted in this way." Natalie came to her father and felt unfair. road.

Regarding Natalie's indignation, the two old men could only respond with a wry smile. From beginning to end, the Marshal spent his own money. Who can blame him?

At this time, the noise came from outside the window. The noise is not lighter than the noise in the room, and it is even mixed with the sound of swords and swords. At first, everyone thought it was the drunk men of the various families who started fighting together-this is a common occurrence.

But as the sound got louder and louder, there was the sound of cannons in the end, and people couldn't help quieting down.

"What is going on?" a team leader asked in surprise.

No one answered him.

The king and the marshal became uneasy. Jan Zenovic came to the window, and he pricked his ears to listen to the movement.

"It's an enemy attack!" Jan Zenovic shouted.

As if in response to his judgment. In an instant, the roar of artillery and gunfire rose loudly, and all the windows in the room were trembling.

Everyone jumped up, and a large group of people gathered at the door. Then a group of officers rushed out of the courtyard, and the horse bends led horses to their owners.

A team of guards walked in with guns. They guarded the king, the marshal and other dignitaries.

"Natalie, follow me!" Janush shouted to where Natalie was standing, but his daughter was no longer there.

This attack was indeed launched by the Swedes, but it was not the Swedes in Warsaw, but a reinforcement of Swedes from outside the city.

They took the Swedish pistol cavalry as the vanguard, and the lance cavalry guarded a team of more than two thousand Swedish infantry on the two wings and provided supplies and reinforcements to the city of Warsaw.

Since most of the team's officers attended the marshal's dinner, although the Polish soldiers in the camp were far more than the Swedes in the attack, they were running around like headless flies. The Swedish cavalry set fire everywhere, and rushed from left to right, making it difficult to figure out their true purpose.

The infantry and the cart full of supplies followed the gap opened by the Swedish pistol cavalry towards the city of Warsaw.

Natalie was the first to judge the enemy's intentions. She came to Jan Zenovic, who had assembled a team of more than fifty wing cavalry.

"Colonel, the Swedes are bluffing. Their real purpose is to get into the city." Natalie said to Jan Zenovic.

Jan Zenovic looked at Natalie's heroic face in a daze, but he immediately woke up.

"Miss Natalie, are you sure?"

"Colonel, trust me. If the Swedes want to raid the king and marshal, wouldn't they be scattered around ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ They are trying to distract us, so as to cover supplies and personnel entering the city."

Jan Zenovic is also a well-known military officer, and he immediately understood: "Everyone will go with me, toward the city gate."

But they were still a step late. Nearly 100 food carts and the infantry guarding them have entered the gates of Warsaw. The Swedish Lancers behind the convoy were almost within the effective range of the wall artillery at this moment, and only the 100 Swedish Lancers behind the cover were still outside the artillery cover. The soldiers and horses were advancing at full speed, and the Swedish officers who had broken their horses shouted loudly, urging them to go quickly.

With the help of the burning fire, Natalie saw at a glance that the enemy after the break was about to escape successfully. She let out a shrill cry like a whistle. The voice was so loud that even her war horse was startled.

Natalie bravely rushed towards the Swedish pistol cavalry. Encouraged by her, the wing cavalry who followed tacitly lined up in two rows centered on Natalie and Jan Zenovic, and rushed into the enemy line.

The artillery on the walls of Warsaw began to roar, but the cavalry on both sides were out of range. The Swedish pistol cavalry could not retreat, so they had to draw their swords and guns to prepare for battle.

The extra-long lance of the wing cavalry hit the chest of the Swedish pistol cavalry, and countless "iron cans" fell off the horse. The first group of winged cavalry, who completed the assault, went around the enemy's sides along the opening, and the second group of winged cavalry then stabbed the remaining Swedish pistols with their lances in the disrupted formation.

If the army of other countries suffered two consecutive blows, it would have already collapsed. The Swedish army, which can be trained with strict discipline, did not disintegrate. The remaining heavy armored pistols with pistols and broadswords and the winged cavalry who lost their speed advantage. A fierce fight was launched.