Hearing that the guard said that the head of the mercenary regiment Chechen came to see his master, oshka lowered his head like a thief.

    But he can''t hide this little move from Anjie. The young city Lord kicked the adjutant who was kneeling on the ground.

    "Say, do you still have something to hide from me!"

    Oshka struggled to get up from the ground. The kick of Anjie was so hard that he almost broke his ribs.

    "The brothers robbed a batch of arms from Werner. The transporters said that what prince sent to the mercenary regiment."

    "My men really dare to think and do anything."

    Anjie was dazzled when his adjutant finished. He really wanted to kick the bastard in front of him, but oshka obviously had foresight. He tightly hugged the young master''s leg, making Anjie unable to exert himself.

    "You damn a thousand times, ten thousand times. How could I have saved you from the gallows?"

    Indeed, most of Anjie''s subordinates really deserve this. They have heaps of lawsuits in their hometown. If they are caught by the local judge, none of them can be sentenced to punishment other than the death penalty. For example, Ajie''s adjutant oshka, who was originally a noble, cut off half of the other party''s head because of a quarrel, and was sentenced to death in absentia by the local court. It''s only here with Anjie kemitz that they''re safe. Because the Lord of Polotsk sheltered them with his power at the cost of serving their life and death.

    "Anzu, our brother. We''re all for you! There are more than 80 fireguns and 30 sets of uniforms for long gunners. We think that with these weapons, some of the soldiers'' equipment will be available after the expansion. Besides, the laoshizi Prince didn''t promise to expand your men and horses for Anzu. Why should he only give them to the mercenary regiment instead of you?"

    Anjie''s heart softened when oshka called herself "Anzu". Although he was cruel to these people, he regarded them as his brothers in his heart. When he had his own wine, he never lost half of these guys.

    Once oshka said that Prince kianush, Anjie''s inner balance was more biased towards his brother.

    "Yes, it''s all the army of the Republic. Why does this mercenary regiment want money, weapons and weapons? Its own people should be short of clothes and ammunition. You yanush raziwiu can''t be biased to this point." Anjie thought to himself.

    "Where are those arms now?" asked Anjie.

    "It''s still outside the city. Those things are too conspicuous for brothers in broad daylight to carry into the city," oshka replied.

    "Not at night, fool. You take this batch of arms to rubich. Do you hear me?"

    "Yes, yes," oshka said hastily. He knew that, as before, his master had sheltered everyone again.

    "Now get out of here. I have to wipe your ass every time."

    Anjie freed him from oshka''s embrace and walked out of the hall, thinking about how to deal with Chechen.

    Cherchen waited outside the door for a long time and finally waited for Anjie out. The borotsk City Lord gave Cherchen a big hug as soon as he saw Cherchen.

    "My lovely friend, what brings you today?" Anjie said enthusiastically, as if Cherchen was a good friend he hadn''t seen for a long time. But Chechen knows very well that his relationship with Anjie is not so familiar.

    The so-called nothing courteous, either rape or theft. Anjie''s style aroused Chechen''s vigilance.

    "Lord Anjie, I''m here to bring back a batch of arms. Here I would also like to thank your subordinates. Now the road is not peaceful, and thanks to their help to transport the arms safely to the city." Chechen said tactfully, describing the robbery of Anjie''s men as a protective army fire, leaving enough face for Anjie.

    But since Anjie has planned to take the general fire as his own, it''s no use even if Chechen says more good words.

    Anjie showed a surprised expression: "arms, what arms? I didn''t send someone out of the city to transport any arms back? Brother Chechen, you didn''t meet the robbers and were cheated by them?"

    "Lord Anjie, the liar can''t get the city master''s warrant?" Chechen said with a smile. But he scolded the Acting City Lord in his heart.

    "Warrant? What warrant? Show it to me." Anjie''s mouth was stiff, but his heart was also cluttering. Oshka didn''t tell herself such an important thing.

    "There is no warrant. The gang just showed us the warrant." Chechen shook his head and said.

    Anjie congratulated himself. He said solemnly: "this kind of thing has happened before. Some bandits forged the warrant of a lord or duke to deceive those rich people from the countryside. But don''t worry, as long as the arms are still in Polotsk, I will help you recover them."

    "If you say so, it is obvious that the arms are no longer in bolotsk," Chechen thought to himself. He picked up a glimmer of useful news from Anjie''s slip of tongue.

    Now, Chechen is quite sure that Anjie knows that his men have forcibly recruited arms and hid them. But he didn''t want to quarrel with Anjie until he got the permission of Prince yanush. So, Chechen made a request, hoping that Anjie could give him and his mercenary regiment a warrant.

    "What kind of warrant do you want?" asked Anjie.

    "This batch of arms is the material given to our mercenary regiment by his Royal Highness the prince. Since the arms are lost in our hands, we certainly want to find them back. I hope Lord Anjie can authorize our mercenary regiment to act directly after discovering the whereabouts of the robbed arms without passing through bolotsk''s garrison." Chechen said.

    "Of course." for Chechen''s request, Anjie agreed very happily.

    When Anjie kemitz wants to come, the arms have been hidden by Anjie''s personnel in lubucci''s manor, which was originally the property of the bilevich family and OLINA''s dowry. No one would think that the manor of the prestigious bilevich family would hide stolen goods.

    And even if they don''t agree, will they stop tracking down?

    He wrote the warrant himself, but he looked generous.

    Anjie asked his men to bring paper and pen, wrote down the warrant and stamped the family emblem of the kemitz family.

    "Then thank you, city Lord." Chechen took the order and thanked Anjie.

    "It''s a little help, and I wish you get your arms back as soon as possible." Anjie also smiled with extra "sincerity".