Chapter 11: Close Combat
Woof! Woof!
"Watch out for someone on the left! Go to the right! β
Hearing a dog barking ahead, the team immediately changed direction.
"By the way, Mirkovsky, there's something I need to confirm right away"
Peter, who was sitting behind Mirkovsky, suddenly remembered something.
"Speak, Your Highness"
"What knocked over the carriage?"
"It's wood, Your Highness, a very thick and long trunk, as if it were a trap that had been set up a long time ago, and would be activated as soon as the carriage passed by."
Mirkovsky replied, cautiously observing his surroundings.
"That's not right, if the other party had known that I would come, wouldn't it be okay to just plant explosives? Why just knock down the carriage? β
"This... Your Highness, I'm afraid this is not the time to discuss this, and I think it's important to leave this forest as soon as possible."
"No, no, you don't get it!"
Peter said urgently.
"If they want to kill me, they don't have to bother! Unless... Unless they're trying to kidnap me! Otherwise, there is no explanation why it only knocks down the carriage without injuring people's lives! Do you understand? β
"Your Highness, I don't understand! Do you get any benefit from tying up? β
"So, it's weird! It doesn't make sense at all, it! I can't get anything by tying me up... Could it be that ... Are these people trying to use me to blackmail my aunt? But does my aunt care if I live or die? β
"Your Highness, if the other party really wants to blackmail Her Majesty, it is likely that he wants to release some prisoners, or someone wants to usurp the throne, then your current situation will be even more dangerous, if you are caught, you will probably be secretly imprisoned for a lifetime! So, pray that you can get out of the situation this time! β
"Then I... It's up to you, can you Mirkovsky? β
"Your Highness, please rest assured! I'll defend you to the death! β
Barking! Barking!
Just then, another dog barking came from ahead.
"Holy! It's cavalry! β
When Peter heard this, he cried out in horror.
"Praetorian Guards! All draw their swords and prepare to take on the enemy! β
The commander, who rode in front, turned around and shouted.
When they arrived, all the cavalrymen drew their sabers from their waists, raised their hands and raised them to shoulder height, and rushed forward with the tips of their swords ready to stab at any time.
Woof! Woof!
Barking! Woof! Barking!
Listening to the barking of the dogs, it was clear that Peter they were surrounded.
"Protect Your Highness! Be sure to break through! β
"All the infantry surround His Highness in the middle! Anyone who dares to come near will be killed! β
"Drink!"
Hula-la, the guards with long muskets stood tightly in a thick circle, wrapping Peter and their horses like bagels.
"What about Catherine? You've got to keep her safe, too! β
Peter shouted, looking around.
"Listen to orders! Bring in the crown princess too! β
Soon, Catherine's horse was also brought in.
"Your Highness, protecting the two of you at the same time is not conducive to breaking through!"
Mirkovsky said worriedly.
"Less nonsense! If the crown princess is insulted by a villain, will my face be bright? That's a slap in the face, okay! Idiot! β
"Understood, Your Highness... Listen, do you know that you have to protect the crown prince and the crown princess at all costs? β
"Yes!"
The guards shouted in unison.
Chirp β
Oh! Oh! Oh!
At this moment, a whistle sounded in the dense forest in the distance, and I don't know how many people were shouting in unison and getting closer and closer.
"Attention! Get ready to take on the enemy! β
The Captain of the Praetorian Guard shouted.
"For the Russian Empire!"
"Defend Your Highness to the death!"
All the soldiers echoed in unison.
Whew!
Click!
Jingle Bell!
Drink β
Hey β
Ahh
Uh-
In addition to the dense metal clashes, the screams of humans and the neighing of horses, Peter the cat shivered behind Mirkovsky's back, clutched the man's coat in front of him, lowered his head against his back, closed his eyes and did not dare to glance out...
"The left side was breached! Fill the gaps in the infantry! Gun up and get ready for battle! β
Oh - oh -
The cries of dozens of men in unison swept in the direction of the wind, brutal, fanatical, resolute, and without mercy.
Bang! Bang bang! Bang bang!
The first shot rang out, followed by the second and third, and then the guns of the entire infantry array rang out.
"Your Highness! Please hold on to me! Don't let go! β
Mirkovsky shouted at the front.
"All draw their swords!"
"For the sake of the Russian Empire! Woo-"
"Woo-"
Whew!
Click!
Jingle Bell!
...
Peter felt a little dazed, and he didn't know if he had been slashed by a knife or a bullet, but he couldn't hear anything, and he was staggering, whether he was on horseback or had rolled to the ground... He wanted to stand up, but his legs couldn't muster his strength. I tried to raise my hand again, but I found that I couldn't move. I want to open my eyes, but I obviously have my eyes open, but I can't see anything clearly, round after round of halo, there are vague shadows in the halo, just like Gaussian blur, covered with a layer of twilight, I can't see clearly, I can't touch it... In short, it's almost a half-asleep state.
Your Highness...
Your Highness...
Peter...
Peter. His Royal Highness Fedorovich ...
Looks like someone is calling me? Who is it? Who are you? Where are you? Who am I? Am I Peter? I'm Peter. Fedorovich? Hey β I'm here! Anyone? Heyβheyβ
"Your Highness!"
"Your Highness, are you alright? Can you hear my voice, Your Highness? It's me, Your Highness! It's me, I'm Nikolavich . Baron Mirkovsky, your personal attendant, Your Highness! β
"Huh? Where am I? What happened? β
"Thank God! You are finally sober, Your Highness! β
Mirkovsky hugged Peter's body and yelled loudly.
"What's going on? I remember I was on a horse, why... Why am I lying on the ground now? β
Peter tilted his head to look elsewhere, and saw a field of weeds and a patch of woods that were so dense that the sun was setting and it was about to set.
"Your Highness, we were attacked, our horse was injured by the attacker, and you fell off your horse, but fortunately you only had some bruises on the back of your head, and it was not a big deal"
"Oh, so... Okay, help me up first."
"Okay, Your Highness, be careful, if there is any pain, please tell me"
"Well, I'm fine, don't worry"
Peter slowly stood up with Mirkovsky's support.
"Uh... That, I suddenly want to say something... Oops! My head still hurts..."
Peter subconsciously touched the back of his head, and found that it was a little wet, and when he looked at it, he found that it was just sweat.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness, I rinsed your hair with water just now, and it may be a little cold, so you should try to wrap your clothes tightly."
"Oh, okay... Oh yes, what about Catherine? Why didn't I see her? β
"Your Highness, the crown princess is over there, let's go over and meet them"
Mirkovsky pointed to the bushes not far away.
"Okay, hurry up, hurry up!"
"Yes, yes, I'll help you through"
Mirkovsky put Peter's right arm on his shoulder, and staggered half-dragging and half-carrying it.
"Heyβare you hurt? Why are you walking so slowly? β
"Not injured, Your Highness, thank you for your concern"
"Then hurry up!"
"Yes, yes, I try..."
Mirkovsky seemed to be a little physically exhausted, his legs trembled as he walked, and his clothes and pants were covered with dust and dregs, as if he had been rolling on the ground for a long time.