The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

The young lord has been pretending to ask this question in good faith since just now, but he is actually inquiring about Chechen and the others.

Although Anatoly is a nobleman, his family is not rich. And just as Cheorchen saw, his aristocratic family, who was neither rich nor prominent, could only collect three or five servants for him to serve him to join the army. This made Anatoly feel extremely shabby but helpless.

Although his father said he was in charge of the Tsar's Grange, he was actually only one of the things in charge, and he was the one with very little power.

So his czarist family's name can coax a country aristocrat like Buvega. If he claims to be so when he declares his identity in Tver, he will be laughed off by people who know him well.

Just now, when he saw the excellent equipment of the Cossacks and sailors, he had an idea in his mind: If he can take this group of people for his own use, then take this group of Cossacks to Pskov, although it may not be able to make it. Prince Leksey looked at himself differently, but it was more than enough to be a middle-level officer directly.

At this moment, I heard Chechen say that they had also gone to Pskov to join the army, and Anatoly had a bottom line.

"If you go there, they will accept it, because Prince Alexei is in need of manpower. But here is the end, because you are all outsiders after all. But I think you fit my mind well, I I am willing to be your asylum, and with my asylum, you will be promoted and you will be sure of it." Anatoly pretended to be old-fashioned and said.

Having said this, Anatoly lifted his chubby face, stretched out a hand and stroked the beardless upper lip with great air, put on a prestige for a while, and finally said inwardly: "Will you Will you give me your name and follow me next to you? Follow me with a saber around your waist and lead my servants. Believe me, you will be able to fly by following me."

Yelishei couldn't help laughing at this, and he almost spit out a sip of wine.

But in the end he couldn't bear it anymore and burst into a sincere and happy laugh, so that his mouthful of white teeth were shining.

"What's so funny about you?" Anatoly asked with a frown.

"Because I am very happy to accept this job." Yelishei said.

This is of course ironic.

After speaking to the young lord, Yeliche turned his head to the drinking Cossacks.

"Hi, everyone. The young lord wants Alvar to be his companion with us."

The Cossacks and sailors burst into laughter. Which one of them didn't know the identity of Chechen, that was a brother to heroes like Bao Hong. This little nobleman who didn't know the heights of the world wanted Chechen to be his follower. This is really a horror of the world.

Hearing this laugh at himself, Anatoly was really angry. He said angrily: "Your Excellency Yelisei, if you don't understand, don't delay Alvar. Do you think Prince Alexei Are there really any cats and dogs that you would want to take refuge there? If you don’t have an introduction document from a high-ranking official, even if you are from the ancient Boyer family, you won’t even be able to see the prince’s adjutant. Especially Alvar and the others. Cossack from Ukraine. Maybe he was killed by the patrol as a Cossack robber halfway."

Need to be recommended by high-ranking officials in order to get reuse. Yelishei certainly understood that he himself became Prince Alexei’s adjutant only through his father’s letter of recommendation. But they didn't really go to seek refuge with Prince Alexei, what they wanted.

But Cheerchen had an idea when he heard this, because he remembered that he would encounter no less than seven or eight checkpoints in the future.

He asked: "So you have a referral essay? Is this really so useful?"

"Of course," Anatoly said proudly, "Aside from anything else, the reason why my journey was unimpeded is because I took the letter of recommendation written by the lord of Tver to me. Those checkpoints and patrols met me As long as I shine a light on the recommendation letter, no one dare to interrogate me, because there are people above me."

Cheerchen's mouth opened into an "O" shape.

When he closed his mouth and raised his glass, he said to Anatoly: "The future of Yelishei and I will depend on you, Sir Alex."

This is obviously meant to take refuge in Anatoly. Hearing this, the fat boy showed a smug smile on his face.

"Of course, of course."

The next day, the two teams formed a team and left the house of Lord Buvega, continuing to move towards Pskov.

After that, as Anatoly said, as soon as he showed the letter of recommendation with the seal of the Lord of Tver, the guards at the checkpoints really let him go, even asking one more question. Dare not.

Of course, there are exceptions.

At the last checkpoint, Cheechen and the others met the stubborn guards. They must search the carriage and ask Anatoly to show everyone's identification. Regardless of how Anatoly yelled, declaring his noble identity and letter of recommendation. The commander of the checkpoint, a new army squad leader wearing a red uniform and a ship-shaped helmet, still looks like a business man.

Of course, although it seems to be official, Anatoly's old servants are so sophisticated, knowing that the captain is just taking the opportunity to ask for bribes.

But knowing that Gui knows, they dare not tell Anatoly, because they bribed a soldier, their young lord is absolutely unwilling to lose this face.

So Cheerchen had to go out on his own. He comforted Anatoly first, and then came to the new army squad leader with a friendly smile.

The captain took off his hat and held it to his chest.

Just hearing the sound of "ding", a taller fell into the hat.

"This sir, our young lord has never been far away, so don't worry about it. Don't be familiar with him."

"Ten." The team leader said.

"what?"

"You have more than fifty people~www.wuxiamtl.com~five people one out. I will add the others and give them away for free."

Chechen Yiyan found another nine talers.

The captain put on his hat and let go.

After passing the checkpoint, Anatoly asked Cheerchen how he negotiated.

"I just told him that if he doesn't let him go, when you see Prince Alexei, the young lord, you will apply to his company, and he will be called his father and mother when he is treated." Chechen said nonsense.

After another long walk, the team finally reached Pskov.

After entering the gate of Pskov, Anatoly said to Cheerchen and Yeliche in an orderly tone as he walked: "Okay, my dear friends. I will go to see the prince later." , You are waiting at the door, remember to take care of your subordinates and tell them not to cause trouble."

Cheerchen and Yelishei glanced at each other, and they nodded to Anatoly for the last time.

At the gate of Pskov’s City Lord’s Mansion, Anatoly respectfully handed the letter of introduction to the guard at the gate-these were all personal soldiers of Prince Alexei, and Anatoly dared not look like it. Screaming at checkpoint guards and patrolmen along the way.

A guard with a spear arrogantly accepted the letter. He was about to turn around and hand it to the porter inside, but heard someone shouting behind him: "Wait a minute!"

Anatoly was frightened in a cold sweat, because he heard that the voice came from Yelishei, whom he had so much admonished.

The guard turned his head and looked at Yelishei ferociously.

But immediately, he recognized this face.

"You, you are..." the guard stammered.

Yelisei ignored Anatoly. He stepped forward and said loudly, "I’m Yelisei. Please tell Prince Alexei and Yakov Cherkaski, Alvar Chechen Come by appointment."