The meeting was scheduled for the evening, so after receiving the news from the herald, Pedro had enough time to arrange defense.

    Pedro called Fidel, Ruth and several other captains to allocate the patrol time and the number of guards for each team.

    "Don''t relax after a fierce battle. The more exhausted both sides are, the more wise commanders will arrange night attacks. We should put more iron thistles under the trenches and walls, and then hang some lanterns from the city."

    Pedro ordered carefully one by one.

    In fact, several of the principles of guarding the city were clearly understood by Aragon''s captains. They would do well even without Pedro''s orders.

    The reason why Pedro ordered everything in detail was actually for his nephew Chechen.

    Pedro has always said that the mercenary king Wallenstein is his idol. He knows that he is old and has limited qualifications; Even with good luck in this life, the position of head of the mercenary regiment in a city like Franco has reached the top. Unlike Chechen, he is still young, smart and tenacious, and he has unlimited possibilities.

    Since he was trained as a knight in Spain, Chechen has a good foundation in fencing and shooting. Although his nephew has always suffered from collapse since he came to Poland, it is all because the enemy is too strong. Pedro always felt that if he wanted to be a mercenary, he had to use his brain.

    Now, combined with the battle just now, Pedro taught Cherchen the "art" of marching and fighting.

    And Cherchen did not live up to Pedro''s expectations. He listened to Pedro''s deployment and bowed his head from time to time, obviously with heart.

    Seeing that his nephew was so studious, Pedro couldn''t help smiling happily.

    "OK. It''s hard for everyone in the evening."

    After arranging the deployment at night and saying "hard work" to all colleagues present, Pedro got off the horse led by the knight''s horse Bian in the tower and went to the castle.

    When he got to the conference hall of the castle, Pedro found himself early - there was no one in the conference hall except Franco.

    During the day''s battle, Franco was responsible for the defense of the east gate. At this time, he looked haggard. Franco''s beard was burned off, and there were several knife wounds on his legs and arms. His chest armor was also concave, which was obviously caused by blunt force.

    "Are you all right, old friend?" asked Pedro with concern.

    Only two people were present, and Pedro did not call Franco''s position, but used a more cordial name.

    "Not bad," Franco said, pretending to be relaxed.

    But the actual situation is not as easy as Franco said. In the daytime battle, the situation of the east gate is much more dangerous than that of the west gate. At the beginning of the battle, Yakov put in elite Boye cavalry. These soldiers wearing mirror armor, pointed helmets and steel shields and iron rods climbed the city wall in the first wave of attack. They waved heavy iron rods around and broke bones and tendons. The dent in Franco''s Breastplate was hit by a Boyer cavalry.

    Although Franco succeeded in holding the wall by fire, the mercenary regiment paid three times as many casualties as the Boye cavalry.

    The Smolensk garrison, which was originally short of troops, could not afford such losses.

    Pedro and Franco had known each other for many years, and when he heard Franco''s insincerity. But because of his understanding, Pedro didn''t ask much, just patted Franco on the shoulder.

    "What do you think Lord fiordo called us for?" asked Pedro, sitting down in the chair next to Franco.

    "I don''t know," Franco shook his head.

    "You don''t know?" said Pedro in surprise. Didn''t Franco send the order for the meeting?

    "I really don''t know. It''s my intention to call you. I think the city Lord should really want to know the war situation of each city gate today. Although I am responsible for the north gate and the east gate, the direct commander of the north gate is you after all." Franco explained.

    At this time, the third participant in the meeting, Senator doronin, came in. The young winged cavalry commander was dressed in a uniform and held the handle of the knife in one hand.

    "Senator, are you here for the meeting too?" Pedro took the lead in greeting doronin.

    "Hello, Captain Franco. Hello, Lieutenant Pedro," said doronin.

    So the three chatted. At this time, the three found that they knew nothing about the meeting of mayor fiordo.

    After a while, another dozen people came into the conference hall. Among them, the more famous are Warren, President of Smolensk chamber of Commerce, shchenko, speaker of Parliament, and Prince Prosky, former Minister of Royal Horse supervision. Although other people have different identities, they have one characteristic, that is, they are all figures of Smolensk''s head.

    Maybe everyone is here. At this time, the mayor of Fyodor came out of the inner gate, accompanied by Bishop kisher and count anzumov.

    "My captain, are you all right?" fiordo asked with concern as soon as he saw Franco''s wound.

    After Franco said it was okay, fiordo nodded and sat on the throne.

    Bishop kisher sat beside him, while count anzumov went and stood.

    "Ladies and gentlemen," said count anzumov, who immediately looked at fiordo and continued after receiving the affirmative eyes of the city Lord: "I''m calling you to defend Smolensk this time. As we all know, Smolensk is surrounded by the Czar Russian army and the rebels of zaporoze Cossacks. Although his majesty and parliament will not ignore his loyal people, they must send reinforcements back. Maybe the reinforcements are already on the way. But before that, we have to rely on our own strength In order to protect Smolensk, our wise mayor feodo obkhovic came up with an idea, that is, to set up a military conference - in the future, any order will be discussed and decided by this conference. "

    When count anzumov''s words were half finished and Pedro showed his stunned expression, Franco fully understood that the city Lord had committed the problem of being resourceful and indecisive. The so-called military conference was just a shield for him not to bear responsibility.

    Franco immediately wanted to stand up against the proposal, but someone took a step earlier than him.

    "Mayor, I think you know that even Romans have dictators during the war." congressman doronin stood up and spoke first. His face flushed with anger. Even the tone of his speech made Franco feel that he was trying to suppress his anger.

    Faced with doronin''s question, fiordo seemed a little overwhelmed. He looked at count anzumov.

    "Councilor doronin, the Lord of the city is also to better protect Smolensk. The so-called high flame when people collect firewood, we have so many wise minds, and the way we come up with must be better than one person." count anzumov explained.

    His words have been approved by most people who are doing it. These people think it is true, especially the sentence "so many wise minds".

    "I think some people have ulterior motives." doronin''s words are obviously aimed at count anzumov.

    Everyone knows the grudge between doronin and little count anzumov some time ago. At this time, everyone is looking at count anzumov to see what he will say.