() "I didn't expect you to be very kind." Asxin suddenly appeared at this time.

I smiled and said in a smile: "If there is no reminder, I can't think of it."

"What about the captives divided by you to the Poles? Look at them, aren't they also very pitiful?" Assassin pointed at the captives who came here on the other side of the camp, because the Poles were busy

No one cares about them, no one will care about them, there is no food, cold and hungry, and now they are holding together to warm up.

"They are not my captives, I will not be responsible for anything they." I took a look and looked at the still busy soldiers, and joined the distribution of clothes. The clothes were distributed to the end.

I thought about it, unbuttoned the warm cloak, and gave a woman who needed it and her children.

"His Royal Highness! How can you do this!" Li Ang grabbed a step and held my hand.

"Why not?"

"You are the royal family! They are just a group of captives!" Li Ang said.

"Yes, they are a group of captives, but look at them, old people, children, women, these are victims of war. I just do something that can be done."

Li Ang asked: "But there is no other way?"

"It's not no." Lyon had a lot of money. I gave the cloak to the woman, and turned Luan to Poland with a bunch of gold and silver utensils.

The items. The transaction is smooth. In the eyes of the Polish, the gold and silver treasures are much more precious than that of the clothes that keep the carpet. When Lyon returns, and then distribute those warm items, all the captives at night are guaranteed to be guaranteed

However, Luan Niannian's unforgettable cloak still took it back.

The night will probably spend this warmth. However, at 8 o'clock in the evening, the noisy Polish wings cavalry finally was hungry. They came out to get things to eat.

After too long, a woman's panic scream caught the attention of the entire camp. The shout was very familiar. After the end of the day of the day, I didn't hear it. Then, the Polish camps came out.

Many crazy shouts, different sounds, but the meaning of expression is roughly similar "Those who want to eat, can! Let's talk about it."

I walked out of the camp in surprise, and I happened to meet Assin, who came out and returned.

"Isn't this at noon that you interrupted what they did not complete, so this time I continued." Assin said with a smile and said the situation of her surveillance.

Several Polish ladies who are not willing to be hungry and hungry joined for several aristocratic ladies. The young people broke into the place where the Poland was eating. First, they reported their own houses, then asked for reasonable treatment, and then scolded the group of groups.

Polish, then ...

Some Polish aristocrats have suffered a lot of fire early, coupled with those pro -Russian Polish aristocrats defeated by Rome, and no troops. They are destined to lose their influence on the Russians.

What ransom, do not have to be afraid of them at all with our Polish aristocracy.

Then, there is no more.

The group of Polish aristocracy did not touch women for so long. There is a group of noble ladies who have a good and not played noble ladies who are not afraid of responsibility after playing with them. There is no reason to do it.

Two camps, one carriage is separated, but the distance between dozens of meters is like heaven and the other like hell. Isn't life more happy because of a strong and obvious contrast!

I gritted my teeth and did not send someone to stop them. What was so crying was that the Polish nobles themselves were refreshing. They actually sent me two unlike ladies who took a jing light.

The kind of!

I rewarded a few gold and silver utensils to the Polish aristocrats who gave them, and I took over the two. Put my cloak on the two frightened little girls.

Where is the place.

At more than 11 o'clock, the Polish side of Yin's dirty language finally stopped, but then the woman's choking and crying sound in the cold wind.

The distance of tens of meters is enough to make our captives see how miserable the women on the other side of the captives. Many people endure the pain of the lower body, and picked up the leftovers on the ground and put them in their mouths.

Obviously, the food that was thrown in front of him made people have nothing to do with it.

The nightmare of the captives just started, but I didn't want to care about it.

I sent people to the prisoners of our prisoners asking their origin and where they lived, and where the owners lived. After learning that most of them followed the Russians, I promised that I would be frightened.

Send them back to a place that can make them safe, Kiev.

"Really? Is this true?"

"God !!!"

Those who were guaranteed to be cried with joy, many people embraced each other excitedly, and then knelt on the ground before the army opened to pray to God.

"His Royal Highness, those Polish people have a good opinion of you. They are praying for you and praying for your health for your health. Even if you want to have some special relationships with the daughters of the Polish aristocrats now, I think they think they

Nothing will reject you. "The accompanying Assin laughed.

The captives on the other side are also praying to God, but the content is different. They pray that God will quickly help them end this nightmare. It is just that their nightmares are not over.

They agreed that they were sold back to the south to sell. Beautiful women were selling JI women. Others were sold as serfs. As for the old man, the old man, the old man killed a hundred.

Dozens of people landed on the ground, and the army opened again, but the Polish went to a farther away ferry, and we walked south. Within a few kilometers, we arrived in a village. We asked the locals and learned that they learned that they knew it.

This is called Balashi.

"Is there a serf nearby?" I asked the village chief to ask the village.

The smiley face that was more ugly than crying also said that the village chief answered with a bitter face: "Yes."

"lead the way."

In other words, did those serfs run away while the war?

It is a bit different from me. After the village chief took us to a farm, he appeared three, four men who wielded sticks and machetes as soon as he called.

After a while, I drove out hundreds of clothes and yellow muscles. At a glance, I knew that they were long -term malnutrition people. People who were kicked out, including men, women, children, walking, and dingling.

Ding Dang made a noise, and took a closer look at their feet were buckled on the ankle chain.

It is also working hard, and it has a toes. It ’s not enough to eat in the end. No wonder, when Russia, who swallowed Poland to Lenin as soon as he reaches the height, there are countless silly strong strong running out.

"Who are these serfs now?" I asked the village chief with a smile.

The village chief sweaty back, I smiled and reminded: "This question is difficult to answer. Whoever let the nobles who follow the Russians confront Rome are no longer the owner here, but I can’t find someone who maintains the rule here. It is really difficult to do it.

ah!"

The village chief put on her face, and was very marketable: "That adult, I am a big loyalty to Rome. I wonder if I can do this responsibility?"

Without Rome's recognition of the takeover, it will be illegal, and illegal means hanging. I have always believed in the truth of loyalty like love. Since the village chief said he is loyal to the empire, that's good, all he takes over him, everything he takes over him, and everything he takes over.

Half of the serfs and the village and towns were transported to Rome's camp in Kiev, where he would get the empire's recognition of his land.

The village chief hesitated. In order to strengthen his faith, I took him to see the group of Polish aristocracy I captured, and hinted that Kiev was already in the hands of Rome, and this land will be permanently controlled in Rome.

If you miss this opportunity to turn around Gao Fushuai, then you will be the village chief who will be the village chief in this life.

Perhaps the memory of the Polish aristocracy stimulated the village commander. He immediately started. This person was obviously a local snake under the nobility.

When I came back to check his procedures, I set off to the next village.

Before dark, five villages were visited by me, and there were similar things that happened there. The Polish nobles fled, leased to RI for them.

I chose to try it. These people may not bring half of the food and all the serfs, but some people transport food and serfs for free. Those costs are still acceptable.

The Polish aristocrats see these scenes.

In the camp, I gave the characteristics of the legal documents that admitted to the local reception to the four guards, and sent them as a messenger to Kiev.

After I finished the matter, Assassin came from the outside, and she was in a good mood: "His Royal Highness, you have a blessing, and a few good Polish ladies are dressing up, as if you want to talk to you privately in private.

Life, talk about ideals. "
Chapter completed!