On this night, outside Chang'an City, as usual, when immigrants pass by, there is still no sleep.

And on the same night, thousands of miles away on the Eastern European Plain, there was also a sleepless night.

Outside the castle of Lublin, a variety of fires like a galaxy converged into a long river of light, surging towards the small castle.

A large number of Wu troops have captured the outer city of the city, and only the castle is still stubbornly holding on. The roar of gunfire, shouts of killing, and howls hit Palchev's eardrums like raging waves.

"My lord! The castle is about to fall, we can't hold on anymore, and we really don't have the slightest chance if we don't leave now! "The squire said anxiously to the lord of Lublin, the lord of the northeastern region of Poland - "Curly-haired," said Andrzej Palchev, a vassal of the Grand Duke of Bolesław.

Palchev's expression was calm, he looked at his subordinates who were rushing in blood, and his face did not fluctuate at all.

As if he didn't see his wife and children trembling around him, he slowly shook his head and said, "I'm not going anywhere." This is the home that my Palchev family has worked hard for for a hundred years. If Lublin is to be lost, the Palchev family ......"

There was no need for the Palchev family to exist. Andrzej Palchev's words were not finished, but the meaning was incomparably clear.

As early as last year, when Bolesław and the Hungarians attacked the Rus' region, Andrzej Palchev actively responded to the call. Because in his opinion, although the Rus are an extremely hateful heresy, they still believe in God, and what about the yellow-skinned and black-haired Chinese from the East? It's just a bunch of demons pouring out of hell.

As a result, both the Poles and the Hungarians suffered defeats, and they were also counterattacked by the Lu Qi army. In that war, the strength of the Palchev family was greatly lost. Now Lu Qijun, no, Wu Jun, anyway, Chinese, they are fighting again, because Bolesław did not obediently get honest after suffering defeat, but has been sending small troops to harass Lu Yue. Now that the Wu army has been killed, how can Andrzej Palchev, who has already suffered heavy losses, resist?

Of course, what makes him even more angry and extremely frustrated now is that many of his soldiers chose to surrender, and some minor nobles chose to surrender to the Chinese. Although there were still loyal knights fighting around him, he was like a small fishing boat in the stormy seas, torn to pieces by the angry waves of the Chinese in an instant.

Andrzej Palchev knew that there were nobles among the Rus' who chose to surrender in the face of life and death. He despised these people in his heart and thought they were cowards. There was even an inexplicable sense of pride because of the Rus' beliefs. Orthodox garbage, surrender, hahaha......

He never thought that none of his men would surrender, but he never thought that so many would surrender.

The Chinese entered the northeastern region of Poland and entered the county, it was like marching all the way, and they had never heard of being severely wounded by any castle or city.

As the shouts of killing drew nearer, Andrzej Palchev was already mourning more than dying. His faith was shattered!

The last warriors gathered around him, and he could hear the heavy breathing of the enemy.

"Count Palchev, surrender!"

There was a familiar voice, which Andrzej Palchev could hear very clearly, and the man who spoke should have seen it himself.

"Who is it? Stand out! ”

A separate soldier appeared, but it was a Polish knight wearing chain mail. Andrzej Palchev didn't know this man, but he had a familiar feeling after meeting him.

"You are Lech Walesa's servant?"

"I didn't expect a big man like you to remember a little guy like me." The knight saluted Andrzej Parchev, but did not offer his lord's greeting.

A famous big man, standing in front of him in this way, the knight has a very embarrassing feeling. "You really should have followed Baron Varsa's advice, then you wouldn't have come to this point."

"Varsa's suggestion? Let me dedicate my home? Turn your back on your country and your subjects, and from the glory of the Lord? ”

Andrzej Palchev sneered.

The knight shook his head and said, "The Grand Duke of Bolesław has chosen to submit, so why do you insist?" His Royal Highness the Honorable King Wu does not occupy the land of His Excellency the Grand Duke, and the Grand Duke only needs to pay his own tribute every year to receive the protection of His Royal Highness the King of Wu. The Grand Duke is still the Grand Duke. As for the glory of the Lord, even in Rus, His Royal Highness King Wu did not do anything insulting to God. In a nutshell, Lu Yue now no longer needs to expand his direct territory, and he needs a stable environment to consolidate his foundation in the next time.

So he sent troops to defeat Bolesław, and Bolesław, who did not escape, and did not want to die, chose to surrender. From now on, he will be a vassal of Lu Yue, just like the relationship between the Golden Horde and the Grand Duchy of Moscow in history.

It's just that Bolesław not only wants to bow his head to Wu and pay tribute, but more importantly, he also needs to act as a barrier for Wu to shelter Lu Yue, who is a solid foundation at the moment.

Andrzej Palchev didn't say anything, but just looked up to the sky and sighed. The knight tore open his most painful scar, the last thing he wanted to mention, and his feudal lord cowardly surrendered to the Chinese. It was so embarrassing to him.

But he still sneered at the knight, "Stupid Walsa, stupid Bolesław. They will regret it. Do naïve people really think that the Chinese are going to change to vegetarianism? This is a Chinese proverb that circulated on the border of Poland after Lu Qi entered Rus.

"A tiger is a tiger, and an evil dragon is an evil dragon. The greed of the Chinese is a hundred times more evil than the devil, otherwise they would not have hit Ross in just a few years. It was already tens of thousands of miles away from their homeland. It's a bottomless pit that can never be filled. As long as the Chinese gain a foothold in Rus, two or three years, they will pounce like tigers on those fools who still pin their hopes on the goodness of the Chinese. ”

The knight's face immediately showed stiffness, and "trading" with the Chinese really had a feeling of communicating with the devil, the fear that shrouded his heart all the time, who did who knows.

However, even so, his feudal lord and the stupid Archduke Bolesław in Palchev's mouth could not refuse. Because they didn't want to die, and they didn't want to run away and go into exile.

That is simply forcing the Chinese to swallow their territory, and the Chinese who have entered the steppes of Eastern Europe are not the Mongols in history.

Compared to the Mongols in history, they are more like the original Whip of God, Alathi!

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