"Your Highness, drink some water!"

The squire, Baron Mirkovsky, had somehow brought a silver kettle and was about to pour it into a silver cup.

"Don't bother!"

Peter grabbed the kettle and poured it into his mouth.

"Whew—it's so much better—hey! What now? The carriage is also broken, how can you get out of this hellish place? ”

"Your Highness, the Captain of the Praetorian Guard said that it is best to leave this forest before dark, otherwise it will be very troublesome at night"

"How to leave? Horseback riding? ”

"Yes, Your Highness, the captain of the Praetorian Guard has already sent someone to inform the front to pick up, Your Highness, please rest assured, there is no problem..."

"He's fine, it's a bird, it's no problem!"

Peter angrily threw down the kettle.

"Are you an idiot! If the assassination was against me, do you think they would let the heralds go? There must be a few more people hiding in this damn broken forest! You idiots dare to scatter people... What idiots! Useless waste! ”

"But Your Highness, it's only 3 hours before dark, and there is at least 10 versts (about 0.937 kilometers) to get out of this forest, so please be ready to break through!"

"What are you kidding? Yes! And 10 versts? Why did you take this damn broken path? What a stupid decision!! ”

"Your Highness, this road is already an official road, and there is no better way to go! And for the sake of safety, the local officials were not informed in advance..."

"Nonsense, isn't it! So how could someone be ambushed here waiting for me to take the bait? Yes! Say! Say, say, say! Idiot! Think about it with your head before you speak! Now every wrong step will be doomed! Idiot! Rubbish! Eggs! ”

"Yes, yes... Your Highness, you have taught you a lesson! I'll convey your intentions to the Captain of the Praetorian Guard, Your Highness..."

Under normal circumstances, a brisk walk for 1 hour can walk 6 versts, so a 3-hour carriage ride is enough to get out of the forest. But in the case of an ambush, it is not so easy to get out smoothly, not to mention that this is still in the forest, and in order to avoid the siege, it is likely that you will have to take a detour to the difficult path, so there are even more uncertain things.

Based on discussions with the Janissary Captain and others, Peter rejected the idea of fleeing the infantry on horseback, and instead demanded collective action, leaving no one behind. His reason is very simple, that is, the more people there are, the more difficult it is for the other party to surprise attack, so it is better to walk slowly than steadily.

Unable to resist the crown prince, the crowd had to carry Peter and Catherine on horseback, surrounded by a circle of cavalry, and then the infantry stood in the outer circle to prevent anyone from charging.

At this time, only the infantry carried muskets, and the cavalry only had swords, which was not strong in terms of firepower, so Peter's thinking was still good.

Woohoo!

Wow - 噫 -

Peter's usual dogs and the big black bear were also released, according to him, the dog can find the way, and the bear can be used more than anything else.

Whoa, whoa-

Two Samoyeds and three huskies jumped around with their tongues out of joy after Peter had fed them jerky.

"Go, raise a dog for a thousand days, use a dog for a while! Your master and I have encountered the most difficult time in my life, and now is the time for you group of snack goods to play, go ahead and explore the way, call when you meet people, call twice when you meet horses, do you hear? ”

Barking!

"Be careful! When I'm dead, I'll make dog meat hot pot! Go, go, go, go, go back! ”

Barking! Whoa, whoa-

The five dogs circled around him a few times, and then scattered like flowers and ran away.

“... Your Highness, please get on the horse."

Mirkovsky watched as Peter finished teasing the dog with black lines, and then stepped forward and said respectfully.

"Well, let's go"

Peter glanced at Catherine, who was lying on another group of horses, and got on Mirkovsky's horse.

"You're going to have to block my bullets at a critical moment, Baron!"

Peter patted Mirkovsky's wide back, who was 188 centimeters tall, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a humanoid pad.

"Your Highness, it's my honor to be able to block bullets for you!"

"Well, after this time, I'll try to get you an earl from my aunt."

"Thank you Your Highness for your kindness, and I will never give up for you to go to the soup and die for you!"

Mirkovsky said in a firm tone.

"Chirp! Let's go Misha! ”

Peter turned and whistled again at the big black bear that was being dragged.

Wow - 噫 -

The big black bear stood up excitedly and slapped its chest.