It has been three days since Chechen woke up. Although Bao Hong''s knife didn''t use much force to stun him, after he was unconscious, because Bao Hong put his body behind the breast wall, the powerful impact generated by the explosion of the cannon passed through the breast wall to him, forming a secondary injury.

    The first thing Chechen saw when he woke up was his uncle Pedro. Che Chen was in a coma for three days and three nights, and the old mercenary stayed with him for three days and three nights. He ignored even Franco''s call.

    Seeing his nephew waking up, Pedro took Cherchen''s hand and expressed his joy.

    "My dear child! You know how worried my uncle is about you these days. I have no children and no children, only you are by my side. I have already regarded you as my own child."

    These words, listen to the Cherchen is also particularly moved. Of course he knew uncle Pedro''s love for himself, but he didn''t expect him to love himself so deeply.

    Chechen said emotionally, "dear uncle, I''m fine. God obviously doesn''t want you to be alone in a foreign country. He asked me to stay, take care of you and love you."

    Listen to Che Chen''s words, Pedro burst into tears again. But he was happy.

    Uncle and nephew poured out their feelings, and Che Chen asked about what happened that day.

    "The loss was extremely heavy. We lost almost all the guns. Not counting the huge gun that was blown to pieces, other guns that were nailed to the fire gate could not be used in a few months. More politely, it is said that there were only two killers who caused such a great loss. Moreover, after blowing up the guns, they slipped out of the chaos," said Pedro.

    "I know who it is," said Chechen.

    "Who is it?"

    "Bao Geng."

    "Bao Geng!?" Pedro recalled and finally remembered the name, which was the man who saved Chechen from the robbers.

    "Isn''t he some Duke''s messenger?" Pedro wondered.

    Che Chen shook his head.

    "Although I don''t know the reason, I''m not wrong - that man is Bao Geng."

    Pedro nodded. He was going to go to Franco later and tell him the information.

    "I''m in a coma these days. What else happened in the city?" Chechen asked again.

    Listening to Chechen''s question, Pedro''s eyes at Chechen became strange. It was as if Cherchen had missed hundreds of Taylor.

    "So many things have happened that you can''t imagine."

    Then, Pedro told Cherchen what had happened in the past three days one by one.

    This first one is about the little count anzumov.

    Due to the loss of the duel to Catherine and the loss of artillery positions, the little count anzumov completely lost his trust in the mayor of Fyodor. Especially the latter thing. After all, count anzumov Jr. was clever enough to replace the original guard with an aristocratic guard. Now the most important thing to defend the city is the loss, and little anzumov is to blame.

    The second thing was that Senator doronin became the commander of the noble guard. It was not surprising that the mayor of Fyodor announced the decision the day after the incident. The victory of the duel with Catherine and the incompetence of little anzumov set off doronin''s wise and divine force. No matter in the guard or parliament, everyone has no objection to this declaration.

    The third thing is about Catherine. Although Catherine won the duel, she was locked up in the dungeon of the castle by fiordo. Although Fyodor was unlikely to kill him because of his status as a Scottish aristocrat and mercenary, there was certainly no hope of his marriage to miss Helena. Marrying Helena to Catherine will not do any good to the fiordo obhovich family. Therefore, even if Catherine wins the duel, fiordo will not follow the so-called aristocratic tradition, which is politics.

    "What about Miss Helena?" Chechen asked after hearing uncle Pedro''s story. Cherchen always has a vision for Helena who accidentally danced with herself at the ball.

    "I don''t know, but according to those servants, the noble lady chose to become a nun and spend her life in the monastery," said Pedro.

    "Alas." Che Chen sighed.

    After a while, Chechen opened his mouth again: "now I think I really missed hundreds of Taylor."

    Obviously, he thought it was over. But the news from Pedro is more than that. What Pedro said next surprised Cherchen.

    War broke out - war with czar Russia.

    Aragon brought the news back. When the fellow townsman led his men out on patrol, on the day after the explosion, countless tsarist Russian soldiers were found at the border of Smolensk near lejev fortress. The vanguard troops of Czar Russia were on sledges, wearing paper hats, and covered with a fur turned out animal fur jacket outside the cotton armor. They acted like the wind and jumped out from the depths of the dense forest in an instant to hand over to Aragon. The position of the battle was on the side of the border of the Republic of Poland. In this encounter, Aragon lost four companions and three others were injured. Even Aragon was hit with four arrows, three on his arms and thighs, and one on his chest. If his armor had not been strong, his life would have been there. But even so, Aragon still bled too much and fainted as soon as he returned to Smolensk.

    Now, the whole city of Smolensk is on alert, and all scouts have been sent out to investigate the scale of the enemy.

    Heard that Aragon was seriously injured, Chechen struggled to get up from bed, but Pedro stopped him. He told Chechen that Aragon was out of danger after medical treatment. What they need now is rest. Chechen''s passing now will not help Aragon''s injury, but will disturb his rest.

    Listen to uncle''s analysis, Chechen also thinks it makes sense. He no longer propped himself up.

    At this time, he thought of an important question.

    "Uncle, since Aragon was injured and Catherine went to the dungeon, who will lead the mercenary regiment?"

    Che Chen asked.

    Pedro seemed to be waiting for Cherchen to ask this question. He stood up triumphantly and lifted his belt again and again.

    Pedro''s belt glittered with gold. The belt was silk and covered with gold ornaments.

    "What is this?"

    "The city Lord gave it to me. Now, your uncle, Lieutenant Pedro, leads the mercenary company of the Aragon boy."

    "You? Lieutenant Pedro?" Chechen''s surprised mouth can hold an egg.

    "Of course. Your uncle led the mercenary corps when he was in Germany. Have you forgotten?"

    Indeed, Chechen remembered that uncle Pedro had indeed experienced 30 years of war in his early years, which was an experience he was very proud of.

    "Congratulations, Lieutenant Pedro." Chechen saluted his uncle. He was really happy for his uncle.

    Listening to Chechen''s compliment, Pedro smiled.

    "Oh, my nephew. Hurry up and have something to eat. I''ll take you somewhere."

    "Where are you going?"

    "The church."