At night, Chechen and his uncle, as guests invited by Fyodor, dressed up and went to the banquet hall of the castle. The party was held to celebrate the birthday of Helena obhovich, 18, the daughter of Fyodor obhovich.

    There were many guests that night. Almost all the celebrities and nobles in the city were present, and many people gave valuable gifts.

    Because the residence of Chechen and others was arranged in the residence of Franco''s mercenary regiment, Franco specially left Aragon to wait for them to go together, while Franco''s head himself arranged the security work of the banquet.

    "Aragon, uncle Franco is highly valued by the city Lord here." hearing that Franco was arranged to defend again, young Cherchen sighed.

    Aragon had to smile bitterly at Cherchen''s envious words. His family knows his own affairs. Captain Franco does the work of several people alone. It is not valued, but there are no available people under the city Lord.

    Among the 10000 troops originally stationed in Smolensk, 8000 of them were transferred to Ukraine to attack the Cossacks in zaporoze with the Royal Army under King kazimiz, and even those officers were transferred. Later, in order to guard against tsarist Russia, more than 1000 troops were transferred from the crown territory, but most of them were civilian groups just recruited, with lazy discipline and low combat effectiveness.

    As another important force of urban defense, the Cossack, mayor Fyodor, except for a few upper class figures such as tartar Chuk, did not trust other Cossacks at all.

    No way, all the important work had to be handed over to the mercenaries.

    This is also the sorrow of this country. When the country needs to hire people most, the most reliable is a group of foreign mercenaries who work with money.

    Of course Aragon would not say these words to Chechen. Even if he did, Chechen may not understand.

    The residence is very close to the banquet living room, just across the courtyard. Before long, they came to the iron fence in the courtyard.

    At this time, the guards of the guard were arguing with a group of Jews with long beards in black robes and black manners. Seeing Aragon coming, one of the guards hurriedly frightened these long beards aside with the halberd in his hand.

    "Feru, what happened?" Aragon asked.

    "Nothing, lieutenant. These Jews also wanted to go to the banquet and said they had received an invitation from the city Lord. But when I asked them to take out the invitation, they couldn''t take it out. They were all a group of liars," feru said fiercely.

    "Then drive them away quickly, or it won''t look good to have more people later." hearing feru''s words, Aragon didn''t ask any more questions, and casually ordered a few words, he entered the iron fence.

    When he arrived, Cherchen looked back and saw that the Jews had been knocked over by the guards.

    When Chechen and others entered the banquet hall, the banquet hall was already full of people. The luxurious layout in the banquet hall fully shows that fiordo attaches importance to his daughter''s birthday.

    In this banquet hall with 16 large windows, silver curtains are hung on each window, and the wall next to the window is covered with scarlet velvet curtains, which are also inlaid with silver edges. The dining table in the banquet living room is full of all kinds of meat and fruit. Each dining table has three candlesticks with twelve white candles. In the center of the banquet hall, a group of actors dressed as clowns are performing hard.

    As fiordo''s temporary guests, Cherchen certainly didn''t get a good position. Aragorn took them to a table in the corner of the banquet hall and sat down. Fortunately, the Spanish compatriot also sat down and introduced everyone from today.

    "Look, the one wearing silver over there is count anzumov. He is a good friend of the city Lord and the godfather of Miss Helena. Anzumov''s ancestor is very famous. His grandfather once served as the king''s sword officer."

    "And the old man in a robe. He is kisher, bishop of Smolensk. It is said that even our city Lord has been baptized by him."

    In this way, Aragon pointed out one by one and introduced important figures in all aspects of Smolensk to Cherchen and Pedro.

    "Well, what about those two people? Brother Aragon." Chechen pointed to the old and the young in the opposite corner of them. The reason for the concern is that the hairstyles of the two people are so different from those of the others in the banquet hall - only the two young and old have only a lock of hair on their heads.

    "Oh, they are the captain of the registered Cossack team, tatarchuk and his adopted son Oleg. The old commander of tatarchuk is an old man in the army and has always been loyal to the Republic. His adopted son is also a good soldier, and everyone compares him with Bao Hong." Aragon looked in the direction of Chechen''s finger and recognized them.

    At this time, the Cossack named Oleg and his adoptive father did not know what to say and turned away.

    At the same time, loud bugles and thunderous drums announced the beginning of the banquet. The mayor of Fyodor obkhowich came to the stage dressed in his family emblem. He raised his glass with a red face and said something loudly.

    Because it was too noisy outside, fiordo didn''t hear anything clearly, but I think I know it should be some ordinary greetings.

    But then fiordo''s self mutilation made Chechen feel incredible. Fiordo finished talking, drank a large glass of red wine, and then smashed the glass on his forehead. The glass broke.

    "It''s a Polish custom. You''ll get used to it when you see more." Aragon said as if nothing had happened. When he first came to Poland, he was also surprised by the act of Polish nobles, which was tantamount to self mutilation. But now he''s used to it.

    After father''s speech, the protagonist of the party should appear. The Miss Helena came through the side door of the banquet hall. The noble lady wore a silver satin dress that she had never seen before, and the dress was embroidered with glittering roses. The skirt of the dress is very large, so it looks surprisingly thin at the waist. The upper part of the dress is short sleeved and very tight. In order to keep warm, she also wore a cloak of gold thread and lace on her shoulders.

    In Helena''s body, bracelets, earrings, brooches, rings, jewelry should be complete. And the light of these treasures makes the noble lady look full of charm. If Chechen came closer, he could find that Helena''s face was also covered with a layer of light rouge.

    When the birthday star appeared, people in the banquet hall began to sing prayers and solemn chants repeatedly. After that, the feast and the most wonderful dance officially began.

    It''s time for young people. The young men and women in the banquet hall each found their favorite partners and began to dance.

    Helena is today''s protagonist and the daughter of the city Lord. Countless men want to dance with her. But she politely refused.

    "Sorry, I''m not feeling well today," Helena said politely to every man who came forward.

    But in fact, Helena is not tired of her body, but her heart. Because it was yesterday, the day before her birthday. Her father, fiordo obhovich, told her that she would be betrothed to count anzumov''s son, little anzumov.

    Anzumov family is a famous family in Smolensk, and count anzumov is his godfather. It is a great thing for the two families to get married. Moreover, little anzumov is young and handsome. I don''t know how many noble girls in the city have the dream lover.

    If there''s no one.

    "Miss." Helena''s maid called to her master and motioned with her eyes. Following the direction of the maid''s eyes, Helena saw a gap in the side door, and a group of fiery eyes were looking at herself.

    "Father." Helena stood up and went to fiordo. The latter was talking to count anzumov about something, and next to him stood little anzumov. He was wearing a straight dress, holding a wine glass in his hand, and listened with great interest. Looking at their happy faces, even if Helena didn''t say it, she knew to talk about her marriage with little anzumov.

    "What''s the matter, my dear daughter?" Fyodor asked back.

    "I want to go to the bathroom."

    "Go and come back early. Little anzumov will dance with you!"

    Referring to himself, little anzumov leaned over and saluted Helena.

    Helena lifted her skirt and saluted back, then stepped out.

    Chechen doesn''t like the ball. He and Aragon were pushed into the dance by a group of elders who were not afraid of big things and were forced to dance.

    Chechen dances Bolognese. But he jumped very unsuccessfully. He stumbled when his partner, a noble lady, took his hand and turned it around. Because the noble lady jokingly said that Chechen''s hands were whiter than women. Then he stepped on the skirt of a man behind him and almost didn''t fall the man.

    He felt as if he had entered between two grinding plates and was constantly crushed and discharged.

    "I can''t, Aragon. I want to go out and breathe." finally, Chechen moved to Aragon. The latter, like a fish in water at the ball. It is completely different from his usual image of "German".

    "Go on, the door is on the left." Aragon danced without considering Cherchen.

    When I opened the side door, I was excited by the cold air outside. Chechen sneezed several times. However, compared with the excitement inside, he still likes the cold outside.

    "Who is it?"

    Suddenly, a cry of surprise came from the darkness outside the side door corridor. Then a dark shadow rushed into the nearby grass, bringing countless snowflakes.

    Before Chechen could react, another man came out of the darkness.

    To Chechen''s surprise, the shadow turned out to be Miss Helena.