The assassin was indeed sent by Pavlo tetria.

The assassin\'s Cossack hairstyle is very eye-catching in vidava and nearby in the hinterland of Poland. Fedot is an expert in tracking and a hunter among hunters. So he soon caught the assassin sleeping here at night in a stable in a village.

After some torture, the assassin confessed everything.

After listening to the assassin\'s confession, Chechen\'s hand on the table unconsciously clenched into a fist.

He gnashed his teeth and his eyes were like flames.

The assassin knelt down and looked at Cherchen, who tried to hold back his anger. He was afraid that Cherchen would suddenly burst up and kill him.

So the Cossack assassin hit his head on the floor and kowtowed like garlic before Chechen made any moves.

"Spare your life, my Lord. You promised me. As long as I tell the truth, you won\'t kill me."

Chechen glared at him.

For a while, he really wanted to stab him to death with a sword. But in the end reason overwhelmed anger. He waved to fedot and said, "take him down first."

Then, after they went down, Chechen leaned back against the back of the chair and looked at the ceiling.

For a moment, he closed his eyes.

When Cherchen opened his eyes again, he made a decision.

He\'s going to Bratslav. He\'s going to avenge Blair.

Although he is now guilty, and although once he leaves vidava, there will be countless court officials or militia troops to arrest him and stand trial, he still wants to go.

Chechen stood up from his chair. He left the study and went back to the room, but he saw Natalie and Fatima sitting side by side waiting for him.

"Where\'s Anna?" Chechen looked left and right, didn\'t see his daughter, and asked suspiciously.

"Anna, I let the nanny carry me out," Natalie said, "because next, Fatima and I have something to talk to you."

"What words?" Chechen wondered.

Natalie looked at Fatima, who showed a firm look.

"If you want to go to blatzlav to avenge Blair, you must take Fatima with you."

Natalie said that Fatima showed a firm expression on Chechen\'s face, saying that it was also her own meaning.

Chechen\'s heart is filled with a sense of happiness - what can a husband ask for if he gets a wife like this.

"Natalie... I..."

Che Chen wanted to say a few words of thanks, but she was blocked by Natalie.

"Stop talking, I know everything. When fedot brought the murderer back, I knew you wouldn\'t stay in vidava and let the man behind the scenes go unpunished. No matter what he was, Pavlo tetria or a big Cossack like Ivan hilko, you would take revenge on him, just like you went to Pskov."

Chechen stepped forward, lovingly gathered Natalie\'s hair, and held Fatima in his arms.

"Don\'t worry, I won\'t be reckless this time. I\'ve caught the murderer of Uncle Blair. With him, I have enough evidence against Pavlo tetria. I\'ll go to vigovsky first. He is now the chief of Cossacks. This is Cossack\'s internal affairs, and I don\'t think he will ignore it." Cherchen told Natalie his plan.

"Anyway, be careful," Natalie reminded.

The next morning, after kissing his wife and daughter goodbye, Chechen issued a mobilization order to the mercenary regiment stationed in vidava. Because this time it was an urgent March, and because of Cherchen\'s identity, it was impossible for everyone to stay in Polish cities and towns. All those who went to Ukraine with Cherchen this time were cavalry.

One hundred and fifty Hessian cavalry, including one hundred light cavalry and fifty heavy cavalry. And Colonel navasili zolotalenko lent him 50 Cossack sailors - Cherchen also took this opportunity to take them back to Ukraine and return them to the colonel.

Fortunately, every Polish family has a tradition of raising horses, so it is not difficult to equip this team with pack horses to carry goods.

Along with Cherchen, Fatima, fedot, yelisi and Xie Miao went to Ukraine. These are first-class generals of the mercenary regiment, each taking one as a hundred. Chechen believes that with their company, the ends of the earth can go.

It took another day to pack, assemble people and horses, buy horses and so on. During this period, Bati, the son of Jew keayan (Bati is now the housekeeper of Pedro), asked Cherchen to see him. He handed Cherchen a letter and told him that Cherchen could buy enough military supplies as long as he took this letter and as long as there were Jewish towns. The price discount was beyond the reach of any other businessman.

On the morning of the third day, with the farewell of his family, Chechen set out.

The team passed through Roz, vadozce, Krakow and Lvov and reached the vicinity of zbalage.

During this period, they didn\'t stop at any place except for supplying necessary materials. And after zballah, the territory of the Kazakh emirate will be further ahead.

Since Chechen had learned from Colonel Jan skzedusky\'s tight defense in the zbalari area during his last mission to Kiev, he took extra care not to cause unnecessary trouble. Sometimes he preferred to go a long way and avoid those small fortresses.

However, near the ferry, Chechen unexpectedly met Princess Helena, the wife of Colonel Jan skzedusky.

Princess Helena stood on a hill overlooking the direction of Ukraine. Not far from her stood a four wheeled carriage with only a coachman and a Tatar servant.

Chechen motioned the others to the ferry, while he took Fatima to Princess Helena.

The coachman and the servant looked alert when they saw them coming, and one of them took the flail of the carriage in his hand.

"Don\'t get me wrong. I know your hostess. She and I are friends," said Chechen.

Princess Helena turned her head when she heard the cry. She recognized Cherchen and motioned them to let Cherchen and Fatima come over.

"Lord Chechen, I didn\'t expect to see you here." Princess Helena smiled.

Before approaching, Chechen found that Princess Helena\'s face was aging a lot. There was silver in the strands of hair that accidentally leaked out of her fox fur hat, which should be caused by the bad situation of the princess and the princess over the past year.

As soon as he thought of it, he had his own responsibility, and Cherchen didn\'t know what to say.

"Lord Chechen, where are you going?" Princess Helena asked when she saw that Chechen had not spoken for a long time.

"Oh, I\'m going to blazlav. Well... Bao Hong died, and I\'ll pay tribute to him." when Chechen said this, his voice became smaller and smaller. He lowered his head, but his eyes peeked at Princess Helena\'s expression from time to time.

To his disappointment, Princess Helena had no change in her expression.