Blair took one look at Cherchen and another at his boss. Seeing that there was no objection, he took out a leather bag from behind and threw it to Cherchen.

Che Chen opened the wooden stopper of the leather bag and gulped it down into his mouth. Unexpectedly, these mouthfuls came down and choked Chen\'s throat.

The leather bag contained not water, but wine. In the past, Chechen didn\'t drink wine, but when he was in his hometown, Chechen drank low-grade wine, which was completely different from the feeling in the leather bag.

I don\'t know at all. The wine in this bag is called Greka in Poland and vodka in Russia. No matter what the name is, they all have a characteristic, that is, the degree is very high.

"Ha ha ha." seeing that Che Chen choked like this, everyone around laughed. Even the knight who saved Chechen couldn\'t help laughing.

This may be just a joke between Blair and Cherchen, but Cherchen can\'t help but be competitive when he sees these people laughing at himself.

Che Chen picked up the bag, raised his head, closed his eyes and poured it into his mouth. He opened his mouth and the wine in his bag tilted like water on a waterfall. The skin bag became more and more flat, and soon there was no drop left.

"Good man." the knight saw Che Chen\'s posture and smiled in praise. Others also changed from watching jokes to admiring.

"Do you have any more?" Chechen asked loudly after wiping the wine stains on the corners of his mouth with his sleeve. At this time, his cheeks were crimson and he was a little drunk.

The knight couldn\'t help smiling when he saw that Chechen was strong enough to support a hero. He beat up a bowl of potato quail egg soup and handed it to Cherchen.

"There\'s still wine, but you can warm yourself up with a bowl of soup first."

Che Chen took the soup and took a sip. The potato quail egg soup tastes delicious and has the effect of sobering up. Cherchen drank it in a few mouthfuls.

At this time, Chechen just wanted to go. He didn\'t thank these people who saved him, and didn\'t ask their names.

"Gentlemen, thank you for saving me. I don\'t know your name yet."

"Bao Geng," said the knight.

"My name is Claire," said Blair. Seeing Cherchen drinking, Blair fell in love with the boy.

"My name is aleval Chechen. I\'m a knight from Spain." Chechen introduced himself.

"Is Spain all a child Knight like you?" Blair joked when he saw that Cherchen claimed to be a knight.

Chechen didn\'t answer. He also found out that Blair was a teaser.

"Brother Bao Geng, where did you come from?"

It\'s no wonder that Chechen will inquire. It\'s really that Bao Geng and his men are too unusual.

Not to mention Bao Geng dressed like a childe, only his men look very unusual. The team of more than 40 people has the same number of horses. And they are not ordinary horses, but authentic Arab foals. Even in Spain, only those rich noble knights have one or two such good horses. They not only have horses, but also wear lock armour inlaid with piece armour. There are also many Damascus machetes in Arab style on their sabers. If it weren\'t for the obvious Western appearance, Cherchen would feel that Turkish troops had invaded the Republic of Poland.

"We are the cavalry under the Duke of Dominica and send a letter to Smolensk," said Bao Geng. "Our Duke is resident on the southern border of the Republic."

These words clearly explain why the costumes of Bao Geng and others are similar to those of Ottoman Turkish cavalry.

"Really? You\'re going to Smolensk. Do you want to go through zamoshya?" Chechen asked pleasantly surprised to hear that Bao Geng and they were going to Smolensk. As for what Bao Geng said about the Duke of Dominica, Cherchen forgot after hearing it. These have nothing to do with themselves.

"You\'re going to zamoshiya? Then you\'re going in the opposite direction. Zamoshiya is in the west of Smolensk. Our current position is here in the south."

Before Bao Geng spoke, Blair said first.

"Really?" listening to Blair, Cherchen was a little disappointed.

"What are you going to zamoye for?" Bao Geng asked.

"Oh, brother Bao Geng. My uncle and I are mercenaries. This time, my uncle and I escorted a caravan to Smolensk. We just settled in zamoshye a few days ago because of the heavy snow. As a result..." Cherchen briefly told Bao Geng his story.

After listening to Chechen\'s story, Bao Geng and Blair couldn\'t help but look at each other with new eyes. Unexpectedly, Che Chen is not old, but he can think of a way to save himself wisely and calmly after several times of trouble. This courage and courage are really not useful to ordinary people.

"Blair, get the map," Bao Geng said.

Blair took out a map from his bag around his waist.

"We\'re in this position now," Bao Geng said, taking the map closer to Chechen.

"If you want to go to zamoshiya, you have to go in this direction." Bao Geng drew a virtual line with his fingers on the map and connected the two points.

"Uh huh." Chechen nodded again and again. Bao Geng\'s map is extremely detailed. It not only shows the location of each village and town, but also the path is clearly marked.

"Where is the nearest post station?" Chechen asked another question.

"The nearest post station? What are you going to do there?" Bao Geng was a little strange.

"One of my companions was caught by robbers. I want to go back and save him."

If Bao Geng was impressed by Chechen\'s wisdom and courage that didn\'t match his age just now, now Chechen\'s persistence in leaving his friends makes Bao Geng even more fond of it.

He immediately ordered several of his men to go to the post station to save Chechen\'s companion.

Of course, this move makes Cherchen more grateful. He looked around, then stood up and ran to the nearest man, borrowed the man\'s leather bag, and then ran back to Bao Geng,. He took another sip of it himself, and then handed it to Bao Geng. He has nothing to thank Bao Geng for his gift. He can only express his gratitude in this way.

Bao Geng certainly understood what Chechen meant. He took the bag and drank. After drinking, they looked at each other and smiled.

In the following time, Bao Geng showed his good side. He took a priceless sword to cut barbecue, used silk warrior cuffs to wipe the oil stains on his lips, and sprinkled the wine on his clothes while drinking.

I don\'t know how long it has passed. Maybe it\'s noon. Some of Bao Geng\'s men came back with Yuri.

"Chechen." Yuri shouted as soon as he saw Chechen.

He told Cherchen that Cherchen escaped from the circle. Yuri was tied in the room by two robbers and couldn\'t get away.

"It\'s all right, it\'s all right now. It\'s these kind people who saved us." Chechen comforted Yuri.

But when Yuri wanted to thank Bao Geng, Bao Geng looked dismissive, which was very different from his attitude towards Chechen. This embarrassed Yuri.

But Bao Geng won\'t estimate the mood of a Yuri. He is the kind of character who likes who is pleasing to the eye.

When it was time to break up, Bao Geng jumped onto the horse. He said meaningfully to Cherchen at once: "my little Spanish brother. Believe it or not, a storm will sweep the whole of Lucerne. Smolensk will be the center of the storm. You are still young and will have a great future. Don\'t put yourself in danger and stay away from there as soon as possible."

I haven\'t waited for Cherchen to aftertaste it. Bao Geng had gone away, and his followers followed him.