The chasing Cossack obviously recognized that he was an identity figure. The leading Cossack slapped Aragon on''s right shoulder with a long gun and tried to knock him down to the ground and catch him alive.

    But the stubborn Aragon grabbed the Cossack''s long gun. The power of man before he died was so great that Aragon, who had exhausted his strength, dragged the Cossack off his horse.

    When the other pursuers saw their companions fall, they slowed down and came to the rescue. They didn''t care about the fleeing Chechen and others.

    This makes Chechen and shicheqing finally escape into their own firepower.

    These cavalry regiments surrounded Aragon. They held long guns in one hand and torches in the other. They beat horses and circled around the second lieutenant. As long as Aragon didn''t notice, the tip of a long gun stabbed Aragon''s body.

    The second lieutenant''s leg had been hurt and was unable to move. After a while, he was stabbed seven or eight times. Blood poured out of the wound. These wounds were not deep. Obviously, the Cossacks didn''t want the strong lieutenant to die too happily.

    Aragorn waved his saber in disorder. His consciousness began to blur due to excessive blood loss.

    The gate of Smolensk finally opened, and the winged cavalry led by doronin attacked for the first time after being trapped in the lonely city.

    In the field, Cossacks rarely beat the Republic''s winged cavalry.

    "Stop playing, stop playing. Let''s kill him," shouted a Cossack. He also saw the winged cavalry ready to attack at the gate of the city and planned to evacuate as soon as possible.

    "Kill him, kill him." another group of voices echoed.

    "It''s over," Aragon thought.

    In the face of death, Aragon showed a gratifying smile.

    The spear pierced Aragon''s chest and nailed him to the snow.

    Teams of winged cavalry crossed Chechen, Aragon and hesus lying on the ground to expel the pursued Cossacks.

    "Captain, we''re back."

    After escaping from the danger, although they were cold and hungry, Chechen and shicheqing boarded the city wall for the first time to see Franco. Behind Franco, Chechen''s uncle Pedro stood with a livid face.

    Looking at the unhappy uncle, Cherchen, who had a lot to say, stood there without a word.

    Franco looked at them, and the first sentence was, "tell me about it."

    The course can be the course of battle. But they both know what the head wants to know.

    "It''s all those damn murderers," said Shi cheqing bitterly. "The second lieutenant originally arranged them to cover our retreat. But as soon as they finished the task, they were like different people. They spread their feet and fled back to the city, leaving us behind."

    Che Chen nodded. Shi cheqing said the truth.

    Franco listened and didn''t speak.

    "What I want to know is the course of the battle."

    Chechen and hesus looked at each other, and both of them were muttering: "is the head really indifferent to Aragon''s death?"

    "Aragon''s death will be investigated when the siege is over. But now Smolensk needs unity," Franco said.

    "But, Captain, unity doesn''t mean..." Chechen still wanted to argue, but Franco''s attention was no longer in him.

    Franco looked under the inner wall, where mihar yelinsky and others were being treated like heroes.

    After watching for a while, Franco saw that they were not happy, so he waved his hand and motioned them to go down and have a rest.

    And Pedro glanced at Franco and saw that he had nothing to say and slipped away.

    He caught up with Chechen at the entrance of the corridor. Ignoring the eyes of others around him, he pulled Chechen''s ear and pulled him into the corner.

    "Uncle." Chechen called Pedro with some guilt.

    "You know I''m your uncle!"

    Said Pedro, blowing his beard and staring.

    He was sleeping at home when he was awakened by the explosion outside. Pedro thought it was an enemy attack. He thought of Chechen for the first time, put on his clothes and ran to the square. But when we got to the square, it was empty and there was no mass at all.

    Worried, Pedro rushed to the north gate again, but asked everyone that he had never seen Chechen.

    This time, Pedro realized that Chechen must have something to hide from himself, and it was related to the explosion at night. He rushed to the west gate immediately, and Franco was there almost at the same time.

    At this time, the winged cavalry who came out of the city to meet them had finished lining up at the gate of the city.

    Franco was supposed to have a farewell party for the aragons, but he was temporarily called to a meeting by the military conference. Since the establishment of the military conference, those elders have to intervene in almost everything. If there are any questions or questions, the first thing they think of is the conference.

    Before Pedro could speak, Franco told him that Cherchen had participated in the destruction of the Cossack tunnel. Worried Pedro immediately made a big mistake and asked Franco why he didn''t tell himself about such a big thing.

    "Only the chick will stay in the hen''s arms."

    At that time, Franco replied to Pedro.

    It''s done. Pedro knows it''s no use saying anything else. He had to climb the wall with Franco and wait for Cherchen to come up.

    "Uncle." Chechen called again nervously. What would uncle do to himself? Scold yourself or hit him on the ass with a whip?

    But none of this came, and Pedro hugged Cherchen''s head.

    "My nephew, if you take part in this task in the future, you must let your uncle follow."

    The destruction of the Cossack tunnel has greatly improved the low morale since the siege, and those returning "Heroes" have been treated like heroes. On the second day of their triumph in Chechen, the mayor of Fyodor and the members of the military council fulfilled their promise - on the square, Amnesty orders and bounties were given to meritorious people participating in the operation in front of the citizens.

    For Aragon and sukhs who died in the war, the funeral is also extremely sad and proud.

    On the morning of the third day, all churches in Smolensk rang the mourning bell. The mercenary regiment company where Aragon lived participated in the funeral procession. They rolled up the military flag, lined up in a battle sequence and set out from the castle to the white church. There, Archbishop kisher will make a final prayer for the dead.

    Franco, dressed in mourning clothes, rode on a horse and escorted behind the hearse. Before the hearse was a wing cavalry. They have ten men and ten horses in two teams.

    The procession came slowly to the white church.

    Bishop kisher had already stood on the steps in front of the church door. When the hearse stopped steadily, the Archbishop said, "Aragon and Jesus, where are you going? And why are you in such a hurry."

    Language with nostalgic censure makes all people sad.

    When the coffin was carried into the church, Aragon and Hess''s comrades in arms came forward one after another to say their final goodbye.

    Among them, Chechen''s uncle Pedro cried the most earth shaking. From his first fight with Aragon, he recalled that Aragon was injured after the war and took care of him; He wept bitterly about the young man''s early death and lamented that God had called this young man who had made great achievements in the world.

    Bishop kisher gave his last prayer, and the coffins of Aragon and hersukh were placed in the English mourning hall of the white church.

    Such a move seems to have passed the negative impact caused by the abandonment of teammates by Mikhail yelinski and others. But more than a month later, new rumors began to spread in Smolensk.