Brahe Wichensburg's plan was indeed exactly as Jan Sobieski had imagined. Although Janusz hated Jan Sobieski, Blahe Wichensburg had a good impression of Jan Sobieski, thinking that he was a very capable young nobleman in the Republic of Poland. . The Marshal wanted to subdue him and let Jan Sobieski surrender himself. This not only shows the generosity and kindness of His Majesty Karl X, but also affects the attitude of a group of resistance parties like Jan Sobieski to the Kingdom of Sweden.

In addition, Brahe Wichensburg was faintly worried. Although the kingdom's army is advancing with great strides in the Republic of Poland, it has taken too great a step. Such a vast territory greatly dilutes the kingdom’s military strength. Krakow has only a few thousand regular Swedish troops, and the rest are servants who surrendered. These people are okay when they see the wind and fight tailwinds. Those who flee in difficulty are faster than anyone else; in the Warsaw area, the quintessential area of ​​the Republic of Poland, there are fewer than a thousand troops. And in many small towns, there is not even a Swedish soldier, only a royal flag of the Kingdom of Sweden is erected at the gate of the town, which means that this place belongs to Sweden. Under such circumstances, Brae Wichensburg urgently needs more Polish nobles and lords to cooperate with him. Otherwise, only one Lida Fort would have to contain more than a thousand soldiers and horses in the kingdom.

"He will come because he will."

Brae Wichensburg, who was struggling with Ojinski in the camp, thought distracted. The 5,000-man cavalry regiment has been annihilated. This victory has fully demonstrated the strength of the Swedish army; Lida Fort has also been surrounded again, and the morale of the defenders in the city must have been reduced to the lowest after learning of the defeat outside the city. point. Brahe Wichensburg couldn't think of any other tricks Jan Sobieski could do to surrender.

Tomorrow, Jan Sobieski will kneel in front of him, crying and begging for forgiveness. Brahe Wichensburg even thought about comforting the defeated general.

"Lidarburg can be handed over to Jan Sobieski to continue to rule, but he must surrender a significant hostage and leave a Swedish army here in order to deter him from rebelling at any time. "

As soon as his thoughts were over, Brahe Wichensburg felt a little uncontrollable. He tried his best to plan, wanting to be here the Wang En of His Majesty Yong Mu Carl X.

Therefore, when there was a loud cannon from outside the tent, Brahe Wichensburg shook his hand holding the wine glass in surprise, and the wine in the glass was spilled out.

"How come there is the sound of guns?" Brahe Wichensburg suddenly got up and asked aloud to the surrounding adjutant and entourage.

"Don't worry, Master Marshal. This must be the nobles celebrating the victory by firing guns. This is the tradition, the tradition of our Polish nobles." Ojinsky said vaguely with a pair of drunken eyes. He regarded the sound of the cannons as an act of celebrating victory by the people below.

"It is because you have such a tradition that you perished." Brahe Wichensburg sneered at the undisciplined habit of the Polish nobility. In the Swedish army, if you use artillery outside the battlefield, you will be hanged.

In the next few minutes, there were more than a dozen cannons.

With keen intuition and battlefield experience, Brahe Wichensburg soon discovered that these cannon sounds could not be a salute to celebrate victory. He pushed away the companion girl beside him and ran out of the tent.

All the cannons and fires came from Lida Fort, and they were all from the west-Jan Sobieski did not choose to surrender or defend, he wanted to escape.

"Go, order our soldiers to fight back and fight back to the west! We must not let Jan Sobieski escape." Brae Wichensburg caught an officer on duty and shouted at him. .

The entire coalition camp began to move. From a height, it looks like a fire dragon is moving to the west.

To the west is Victor's defense zone. Victor's adjutant Thomas is on duty tonight. This adjutant, who often confuses with Victor, connives his Polish officers first-class, because consciously that there will be no war tonight, Tomas acquiesced to the officers to go to the army bazaar to be happy and happy. Victor also knew this, but this time he was careless. Like Thomas, Victor also judged that the war was over. All also opened one eye and closed one eye.

All Jan Sobieski's sneak attacks were extremely smooth at the beginning. They easily crossed the two trenches without being found. But when the defenders in the city felt that the third trench was about to approach the fortress, a mercenary who had risen at night discovered the enemy attack.

As most of the officers were absent, the soldiers in the camp panicked. Especially those Polish soldiers, they are full of fear of the wing cavalry. When they saw a group of horseless cavalry wielding sabers and wearing winged cavalry slaying in front of them, these soldiers all yelled "Wow" ~lightnovelpub.net~ and fled. Tomash even chopped off two or three escaping soldiers and failed to stop them from escaping, and even he himself was chopped off by half of his head by a winged cavalry who rushed forward.

Like a shepherd driving a flock of sheep, the sneak attackers easily penetrated half of the camp to the west. But in the middle of the camp, they finally encountered organized resistance.

The fifty-four mercenaries and sneak attackers gathered by Victor turned to fire. These mercenaries were all awakened from their sleep, so they only had time to get weapons, and they didn't even wear armor. The same is true for Victor. The captain of the infantry team only wore a leather shirt and didn't even have time to tie his belt.

These fifty-five people gathered into a small circle, and they used all kinds of weapons but they also cooperated in tacit understanding. Three pikemen of unknown depth rushed up, but they were quickly hooked and killed by the halberd in the hands of the mercenary. The other enemies began to hesitate, facing the iron hedgehog covered in thorns. Although they were surrounded, they didn't know where to speak.

Victor stood in the center of the circle, and he kept boosting everyone's morale. Because Victor knew very well that as long as he persisted for a while, the other three sides of reinforcements would arrive.

"A bunch of idiots, what are you still rubbing with!"

At this moment, an officer wearing a cavalry armor with leather wings squeezed in from the crowd. His face was full of scars, and he looked unspeakably ugly.

Seeing this officer, Victor's pupils shrank suddenly. Not because of that face, but because of the grenade in the hands of the officer.

There was a grinning smile on that ugly face. The officer threw the grenade a bit, and then hurled it into the circle.

"Disperse!"

Victor yelled. The grenade exploded in mid-air, which was his last memory.