After receiving the assurance of viscount Hesse, Pedro began his next plan.

    Of course, in order to stabilize people''s hearts and hide his true intention, he is also actively preparing for leaving vidava.

    Pedro first found the mayor of vidava and told him that he wanted to sell all the properties here and Chechen to go abroad. He would not come back later. He asked the mayor to send invitations to the noble estates, villages and farms everywhere in vidava, inviting everyone to come to vidava on February 22. He would practice it for himself with the most grand banquet.

    After listening to Pedro''s words, the mayor hrubeni asked in a confirmed tone, "is it everyone, sir?"

    "Sure. What''s the problem?" asked Pedro.

    Hrubeni bowed first, and then said in an admonishing tone, "Sir, I know you like excitement. But it''s not proper for an aristocrat to sit with a low-level person and drink and have fun."

    It turned out that hrubeni was worried that Pedro''s undifferentiated banquet for everyone would make the nobles who came to the meeting feel uncomfortable and think that they were not respected as they should be.

    If in the past, Pedro, who was determined to integrate himself into the Polish aristocracy, would gladly accept hrubeni''s proposal. But this time, eating and drinking were not his real purpose.

    So Pedro immediately refuted hrubeni and asked him to do as he asked.

    Helubeni was helpless. He had to write invitations and notices according to Pedro''s orders.

    Then two days later, Pedro called mamay.

    Ma Mai was the Cossack who made contributions in the battle of konotop. After the battle of konotop, Cherchen realized the great power of the mixture of German double handed swordsmen and Cossack sailors. He selected 300 people from Bratslav''s Cossacks and mixed them with his German double handed swordsmen to form a new infantry team.

    The team leader is Ma Mai.

    Before coming to see Pedro, Ma Mai was packing with his Cossack companions in the team and preparing to return to brazlav.

    Like most Cossacks, he cannot leave his hometown. For them, Ukraine is their home.

    As soon as Pedro entered mamay, he held him in his arms.

    "Cherchen and I really don''t want to be separated from you. Although you joined our team later than yelisheyi, I love you and yelisheyi. There is no difference between them."

    As he spoke, Pedro''s tears and nose ran down.

    Ma Mai was also moved by Pedro''s words.

    If Cherchen and Pedro were not going to a bitter and cold place like Sweden, how could he be willing to separate from them.

    "Daddy Pedro, how I wish you to stay here," said mamel with tears. "I will pray for you day and night in front of the image of Christ. And I will visit you in Sweden when I am free."

    "That''s good, that''s good." Pedro patted Madu on the back.

    Then he asked about the other Cossacks.

    Knowing that they had packed their bags, Pedro made a request to mamay that he would invite all the Cossacks to drink.

    Ma Mai was a little strange, because he had received the invitation from the mayor khrubeni and knew that vidava would hold a practice banquet on February 22 more than a month later.

    "You are different. They are guests, but you are my children and loyal friends. So before entertaining them, I''ll have a small drink with you."

    In a word, Ma Mai was moved to tears again.

    The banquet was held in the Jewish tavern where Pedro had plotted with lubomatsky.

    According to Pedro''s orders, the Jewish boss had already prepared a lot of wine. After knowing that Pedro was going to entertain everyone in vidava, he suddenly realized that the LORD was preparing for that day.

    When Pedro and mamay came with more than 300 Cossacks, the Jewish boss was shocked. He had never received so many customers in his life.

    At first, the tavern couldn''t hold more than 30 people, let alone more than 300 people now. But fortunately, the Cossacks didn''t choose anything as long as they had wine. When the boss opened the cellar and brought out all the wine, the Cossacks cheered and all jumped on all kinds of wine. Then you and my team lit a bonfire on the roadside and sat on the ground, sipping the wine.

    After three rounds of wine, a Cossack team leader who immersed his white beard in dark red honey wine and poured a large jar of honey wine in one breath raised an empty glass and said loudly: "everyone, let''s toast deputy head Pedro. May the deputy head live forever and be healthy!"

    "Long live!" cried the Cossack.

    The sound rustled the snow leaves on the shaking trees.

    With one person, all kinds of blessings can be heard.

    Some drunken Cossacks even sang:

    "Please drink with us,

    Dear dad,

    Dear dad!

    Please drink with us,

    All the way to the tombs,

    Drink all the way to the tombs! "

    When the song stopped, Pedro saw that it was time, so he stood up from the bench in front of the door.

    "Ladies and gentlemen, I don''t want to be separated from you. I hope to drink with you to the tombs like the song. When I think of being separated from you, I will burn inside and feel miserable. What can I do? In Poland, my nephew and I have no place to live, so we can only go far away."

    Then Pedro began to cry.

    The cry infected everyone at once.

    "Our lives are miserable!" said a Cossack in a shrill voice.

    "The head and deputy head are good people, and the king is an asshole," someone said.

    "For this world where good people are not rewarded, let''s embrace it." someone suggested.

    So all the people got up from their seats and began to hug each other one by one.

    Passionate tears fell down these harsh drunken cheeks.

    "Don''t go, don''t go!" shouted the Cossack who wished Pedro a long life and eternal health.

    "Don''t go, don''t go. After leaving the mercenary regiment, we only have to sleep with bean straw." the Cossacks asked Pedro to stay one after another.

    "Stay, father Pedro. We''ll occupy vidava and then capture Rhodes, and let the head be our king, and you''ll be the vice king." the crimson mamei shouted in the opposite direction to where Pedro sat

    Pedro buried his face in the glass. He smiled at the bloody wine.

    After drinking the wine, the Cossacks set a fire in the Jewish owner''s tavern and burned him up.