Chapter 705: Eagle and Knight

Chapter 706 Eagle and Knight

Zubov was stunned immediately.

Stanislaw II signaled his entourage to get a map, and began to study in detail with the Russian Minister of State which places should be ceded.

It was not until after 5 p.m. that the two sides finalized the new boundary line between Poland and Russia in the future.

Stanislaw II generously gave most of the central and eastern provinces to Russia.

Then, he picked up the treaty drafted by Zubov: "You see, just by amending these provisions in the constitution, there is no guarantee that the guys in the parliament will no longer be dissatisfied with His Majesty the Tsar.

"We should discuss a detailed plan to ensure that Parliament does not violate His Majesty's will."

Zubov opened his eyes and nodded: "Okay, okay."

Armistice negotiations entered into their fourth day.

Stanislaw II glanced at the Russian guards with loaded guns at the door of the negotiation hall, and thought to himself: 22 days have passed. Warsaw will take another 18 days.

After enjoying the "kneeling and licking" for the past few days, Zubov's attitude towards the King of Poland has become much kinder. When he saw the latter coming in, he immediately smiled and said: "Ah, you are here. Please sit down.

"Oh, the order you gave to General Kosciuszko should be delivered in the near future. His Majesty the Tsar has decided to personally award you a St. George Medal after his army surrenders."

Stanislaw II was immediately flattered and said: "This is really the honor of my life! Thank you so much, Your Majesty."

Zubov also brought the results of the negotiations in recent days and said: "His Majesty the Tsar is very satisfied with this treaty.

"However, we talked for a little longer, and His Majesty seemed a little impatient. She asked us to sign the armistice treaty as soon as possible, and we can discuss the details later."

"Of course there is no problem." Stanislaw II said with a smile, "But I think that your country's garrison in Warsaw should be strengthened..."

He rambled on and added a lot of content to the treaty, and talked until dusk. When Zubov was about to press him to sign, he immediately fell to the ground holding his stomach: "Ah, it hurts... I'm afraid I have dysentery." I did it again..."

After a whole day of treatment, Zubov finally came to the room where the King of Poland lived with a dark face and asked: "I asked the doctor, you haven't had diarrhea or fever all day. You don't have dysentery at all. !”

"I, I don't know what kind of disease this is. Anyway, I feel very weak..."

At this moment, an official came to Zubov and whispered to him.

The latter immediately pointed at Stanislaw II and said coldly: "Kosciuszko refused your order, and his army is still continuing to move deeper eastward!"

"This, this is impossible!" The King of Poland was still delaying desperately, "I can write him another letter, the wording will be more severe."

Zubov lowered his face, sat down next to his hospital bed, and handed over the armistice treaty: "I want you to sign this now, immediately!"

"Ouch..."

"Guards, stand up His Majesty the King. Give him the pen."

Stanislaw II sat up helplessly and glanced at the Tsar's lover jokingly: "You know, according to the Polish constitution, the armistice treaty needs to be approved by the parliament to be effective, so I..."

Zubov suddenly became furious and shouted: "You bastard! I will definitely make you regret it!"

The King of Poland looked at his back as he slammed the door and murmured to himself: "24 days... I really tried my best. May God bless Poland."

…

Stanislaw II and his entourage were thrown into prison.

Catherine II looked at Korezhennikov who was standing aside, shaking like an autumn leaf in the wind. She picked up her cane and hit him hard: "Idiot!"

Rumyantsev hurriedly stepped forward to divert her attention:

"Your Majesty, fortunately our defense measures against the central part are still being implemented as planned. The situation is not too bad."

The Tsar turned his head and gasped:

"Hoo, ho... The Poles must be taught a painful lesson! Order Count Suvorov to personally command the battle in Minsk."

Before, no one in Russia took Poland seriously. Suvorov only took the title of commander-in-chief of the war against Poland and was responsible for overall dispatch in Smolensk.

But now the tsar was so angry that he didn't care about the veteran's age and directly put him on the front line.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Rumyantsev glanced at Korezhennikov and said, "Perhaps General Korezhennikov can be asked to deal with Kosciuszko to atone for his sins."

"Just do as you say."

…

Central and Western Russia.

Outside Bryansk.

The serf Yakov handed a wooden board to Yeager who was squatting on the pigsty and said loudly: "I heard from Mr. Gumilov that His Majesty the Emperor's army is about to attack Minsk."

"Where is Minsk?" muttered the serf who was nailing the pig pen. "Give me a narrow board. The emperor's land is always getting bigger."

"In the west, there is a Polish place." Yakov said, "I heard that hundreds of thousands of troops are attacking there. This time they should attack all the way to Warsaw. Oh, this is the capital of Poland."

"Sounds like it should be far away. Won't the Poles resist?"

"Of course they will resist. But Mr. Gumilov said that the Poles are very weak. We defeated them once 20 years ago and gained a lot of land. It will definitely be the same this time."

"If the war is won, the master will be happy and maybe give us white bread."

"Heh, maybe he'll beat you up after getting drunk, just like the generals beat the Poles."

"But it's better to win..."

As the two were talking, they suddenly stood up at the same time and looked towards the southwest.

"What is that?" Jaeger said in a trembling voice, "It looks like the hail from the year before last..."

"The sound is much louder than that. And, can you feel it? The ground, the ground seems to be shaking!"

"God, is the end of the world?"

Then, they were stunned.

Dense red cavalry appeared near the horizon.

Behind those cavalry, towering white wings swayed in the wind, like a large group of angels flying over.

The two serfs desperately made the sign of the cross on their chests and prayed loudly.

Then, they saw the "Red Angel" whistling through the village, like a heavy hammer, smashing into the nearby city of Bryansk.

The fragile city had almost no resistance and was almost instantly shattered by the impact of the cavalry.

Behind the cavalry were more than a dozen infantry phalanxes, pouring into Bryansk from multiple directions.

In less than half an hour, the nobles and ordinary citizens in the city fled out of the city crying and shouting.

The huge city was like an ant nest that had been dug up, with countless black dots spreading in all directions.

Hiding in the pigsty, Jaeger asked his companions tremblingly: "Who... who are these people?"

Yakov pointed to the red "田" checkered flag held by the soldiers in the distance, distinguished the eagle and knight on it, and said in a very frightened voice:

"It seems... they are Poles."