In the courtyard of the castle, fiordo was saying his last goodbye to Franco, the officers of his mercenary regiment, and the servants of the castle. His daughter Helena was also with his father.

    According to the agreement, Prince Alexei guaranteed the safety of Fyodor obkhovic and his family. They will be temporarily detained in Moscow until Fyodor pays a ransom of 10000 Taylor.

    Fiordo and Helena shook hands with everyone one by one and thanked everyone for their efforts during this time. Fiordo went up to Franco and gave the mercenary commander a big hug.

    At this time, fiordo couldn''t help crying: "Franco, my most loyal commander. I feel that you are the one I am most sorry for. I sat alone in the office all night last night and recalled what I did. I should have listened to your advice and listened to everything. If I had done that, maybe I would not fall in Smolensk and I would not be in prison. But I also want to guard smore Lensk, I feel like I''ve tried my best. But things always backfire. I''m too confused and soft. I''m sorry for you! "

    These words were from fiordo''s heart. Although these words can''t recover anything now, everyone couldn''t help but sympathize with the old noble when they heard his tears.

    Franco patted fiordo on the back, hoping to comfort the old man. He wanted to say "Fyodor, you are not sorry for me. What you are sorry for is the Republic. What you have failed to live up to is your Majesty''s trust in you. The fall of Smolensk has dealt a great blow to the Republic - after Ukraine, the eastern part of the Republic will be shrouded in plague. And the hinterland of the Republic, such as Polotsk and Werner, will also face the front of Czarist Russia, which are all from the Republic Essence.

    But how did he open his mouth? Although he had enthusiastically expressed in front of fiordo that even if only the castle was left, he could guard it for a few more months. But Franco also knew that he was betting on the lives of the soldiers of the mercenary regiment that the reinforcements of the Republic could really arrive. The nobles of Smolensk collectively betrayed the Republic, which was the responsibility of the nobles Wrong; fiordo mistakenly trusted these traitors for glory, resulting in the defeat of Smolensk. It''s fiordo''s fault; but who put fiordo in this position? Don''t the princes of the Republic parliament know whether fiordo''s talent can be worthy of the position of mayor?

    Franco felt sorry for fiordo. He just sat in the wrong place at the wrong time.

    "You''ve done well enough, Lord," Franco comforted.

    When Franco said this, fiordo cried even louder.

    Miss Helena follows fiordo. Today she is still dressed as a nun. Fiordo is going to be a prisoner in Moscow. As a daughter, Helena certainly doesn''t trust her father to be a stranger in a foreign country. Seeing that fiordo is crying so sad, she also thinks that she may not be able to return to her motherland all her life and can''t see the person she loves Tears.

    "Miss Helena." Chechen stood in the line. Looking at Helena crying so sad, he squeezed out of the crowd to comfort the poor lady. But after calling Miss Helena''s name, he didn''t know what to say.

    Helena looked up when someone called her name. She saw a half big boy in a mercenary uniform standing in front of her. However, she didn''t immediately recognize Chechen in front of her. After all, Chechen only met her. Later, she mentioned that she went to nahan to find Chechen to help Katherine.

    "Hello, I''m really sorry, sir." Helena said tactfully that she didn''t remember Chechen''s name.

    As Chechen, who had explained the noble etiquette education, of course, he immediately understood what Miss Helena meant.

    "Cherchen, who do you think you are? Just met once. Do you still want miss Helena to remember you?" Cherchen mocked himself.

    Nevertheless, Chechen tried his best to cover up his inner loss, and then said, "Miss Helena, have a safe trip."

    "Oh, thank you. And good luck, sir."

    Chechen retreated back to the team. Just then, there was a sound of horse hoofs knocking on the ground outside the castle, followed by an arrogant voice before people arrived:

    "Fiordo obhovich, come out quickly."

    Even in Smolensk''s Kaicheng, after fiordo had become an unworthy City Lord, at least in the open, no one had ever been so unreasonable to him in public. Franco, Pedro, Cherchen and the mercenary Corps all looked at the gate.

    As soon as Gregory entered the courtyard, he was startled to find so many people looking at him, but soon he reacted.

    Gregory bowed in front of general Yakov, but now his waist was even straighter than the trunk of the white birch. When the more than ten riders came behind him, the general Yakov''s adjutant said with affectation, "which of you is Fyodor obhovich."

    Fiordo wiped away his tears, then straightened his clothes, turned around and said, "I am fiordo obkhovic, count of the Republic of Poland and Lord of Smolensk."

    "Former Lord of Smolensk," Gregory added an original word after his title of "Lord of Smolensk" without waiting for fiordo to finish.

    "Our invincible Prince Alexei and the wise general Yakov want to see you. Come with us quickly," Gregory said to fiordo.

    "OK, I''ll go with you." as a defeated man, fiordo also had the consciousness of relying on others.

    "Where is my horse, please?" fiordo asked habitually when he saw Gregory. They were all riding horses.

    "Your horse?" Gregory was stunned, and then laughed loudly as if he had heard the best joke in the world.

    "He asked about his horse," Gregory said to his entourage with a smile. These attendants also smiled forward and backward.

    When Gregory had laughed enough, he immediately made a "please" action, and then mocked, "should I arrange a carriage for you? Mr. former mayor."

    This mockery and humiliation made fiordo angry and afraid to attack.

    "Is czar Russia a barbarian and doesn''t know how to treat a noble?" Helena asked loudly when her father was humiliated.

    These words are useful to some aristocrats with chivalry, but Gregory is obviously not such a person.

    Gregory saw a young woman in nuns standing in front of fiordo, staring directly at Helena''s chest, and then turning her eyes to Helena''s face. At this glance, Gregory drooled.

    "Who are you?" Gregory asked smilingly.

    "I''m Helena obhovich," Helena said boldly, with goose bumps all over her body from Gregory''s colored eyes.

    "So beautiful, why don''t I give my horse to your father? I''ll ride your mark?" Gregory said with a smile.

    Helena was not the kind of aristocratic lady who knew nothing about the world. She immediately heard Gregory''s obscene words.

    As fiordo''s daughter, Helena had never been so insulted and belittled. Her towering chest fluctuated continuously, but she couldn''t speak angrily.

    Helena''s gesture made Gregory almost fall off his horse.

    "You bastard!"

    Fiordo was furious to see his daughter insulted by Gregory. He rushed forward and tried to pull Gregory off his horse.

    "Fuck you, old man."

    Gregory saw that fiordo rushed towards himself, flew up and kicked fiordo to the ground.

    Originally, Franco and others were angry at Gregory''s bullying of the fiordo father and daughter. Although fiordo surrendered, the employment relationship between the Republic of Poland represented by fiordo and the mercenary regiment was not terminated. In a sense, fiordo was still the employer of the mercenary regiment. Insulting fiordo was insulting the mercenary regiment. It was like a spark thrown into a powder keg, and the whole mercenary regiment exploded.

    "Too bullying."

    "What''s the ability to bully women and old people?"

    The yard was filled with the cries of mercenaries.

    Seeing the excitement, Gregory quickly pulled out the knife at his waist and threatened, "do you want to rebel?!"