Before Koreza's figure was far enough away from the captain's bedchamber, little Yermak couldn't wait to get up to Captain Peter, and said with disdain:

"Your Excellency, Honorable Captain, do not let the stupid Lithuanians spoil the good mood of Sunday. Taking advantage of the bright autumn colors, let's go. ”

"Okay, take my own soldiers and go!" Peter was already impatient.

"Oh, Captain, don't forget to ......," little Yermak reminded eerily.

"Oh! By the way, tell Darith to temporarily take on the duty of managing the whole team, right? Heralds! It dawned on Peter.

"Yes...... Be! Yermak Jr. was disappointed, but had to wait patiently for Peter to complete the "handover work". In fact, there are only three sentences - "I went hunting", "let the vice-captain Daris. Koreza was temporarily in charge of the whole team", and "don't bother me if you have nothing to do", but this was enough to make the Cossacks on the side absent-minded.

"Alright, let's go, my faithful friend." Peter trusted his lieutenant very much, and he always thought about himself as a "master".

"Wait, my captain. You are so excited, how can you not be accompanied by good wine? Finally, little Yermak was able to say what he really wanted to remind.

"Ahh You're right, my friend. How can the Russian aristocracy hunt without good vodka? Bring that case of vodka, otherwise how would it be enough for the two of us to drink? Peter "suddenly realized" correctly this time, and still took out one of the boxes of valuable inventory he carried with him very magnificently.

Vodka in Russia originated in the 14th century. It can be described as "long-standing". But contrary to today's common understanding, in Tsarist Russia in the mid-seventeenth century, vodka was only the darling of the upper-class aristocracy. In the first half of the 16th century, the Grand Duke of Moscow, Vasily III, in order to protect the production and sale of the country's traditional liquor, "mead", banned the consumption of vodka among the people. In particular, in 1533, Ivan the Terrible ordered that only his own guards should be allowed to drink vodka. Therefore, it was not until 1654, long after the annexation of Ukraine to Russia, that vodka was finally able to spread among the people and have an immortal status in Russia for later generations.

It is for this reason that the Cossack leader Yermak the Younger can only enjoy the traditional Russian mead on weekdays, just like ordinary Russians. You can enjoy a vodka today. Isn't it something you've always dreamed of, and you've been thinking about it?

A few minutes later. Peter and Yermak Jr., escorted by five or six of their own soldiers, went to a deep bay in the distance to hunt or drink.

Coreza, the deputy captain who had come out to inspect the camp twice, heard the news that he needed to temporarily "preside over the work" next to the grain truck. At that time, it was estimated that it would be half an hour before Captain Peter left the camp. "Lazy herald!" Coreza could only reprimand Peter's men who delivered the letter in her heart.

With a wave of his hand, he sent away the heralds who were as imposing as his master. Coreza walked back and forth with hundreds of sacks of rye used as winter food and oats for horse feed. Mercenaries, who had been very lazy, saw him come to inspect. Finally, I stood up and said hello. And then it's still lazy.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I know that you are most upset about this errand of transporting grain. But these rye are the lives of our own compatriots in the castles of Eastern Siberia ["rye" is called "zhito" in Russian, which means "life"! If anything goes wrong. In the end, it is my Lithuanian compatriots, your Polish compatriots, your Germanic compatriots who suffer in the winter, not? Those nobles from Moscow are just spending all their time drinking and eating big meat...... "Koreza did not scold his subordinates rudely, but followed the temptation.

"Vice Captain, don't speak for those nobles! How you were insulted by that Cossack bastard in Captain Peter's tent just now, we all know it! A Polish prisoner of war interrupted Coreza's consolation, telling an open and quick secret.

"Yes! We outnumbered the Cossacks and did more work than they did, but for what we had to do with a dozen people in a small tent, and they could be comfortable! "Someone has risen up and complained—as long as one person takes the lead, the excitement of the crowd is inevitable.

"That's right......"

"That's right!"

"It's infuriating!"

……

Everyone was shouting, and Coreza just listened silently. He knew very well that only by letting his subordinates vent could he exchange for their temporary peace.

"What are you yelling about! You barbarians! Finally, from the other end of the camp came a dissatisfied reprimand from the Kasak soldiers. Strange to say, the hustle and bustle here suddenly fell silent!

"Lithuanian pig ...... Rubbish...... A group of captives also ......" The scolding on the other side happily turned into "muttering", but the words were not at all relaxed.

The mercenaries and captives of the "......" who were denounced as pigs looked angry, but they all chose to remain silent.

A "bang" of gunfire finally broke the very oppressive atmosphere. The alert Coreza and his men subconsciously reached for the weapons beside them. They looked around, but there was no more noise......

"Oh, it must be our captain who has started hunting wild ducks!" Koreza made her own judgment and was the first to loosen her hands. All the Lithuanians and Cossacks came to their senses and went on with their usual behavior.

"All right, brothers! Bear with me, and when I get back to the Yeniseisk, I'll invite you all to drink! Good mead! And the stout wine lady from Moscow......" said Koreza, who knew that it was time to take matters into her own hands and attract the attention of her men with a topic that was always full of temptation!

"Oh, Your Excellency Vice-Captain, you mean that chick named Lyudmila, Ha Lu Ha ......"

"Yes, it's this girl called 'Likeable', don't you like her? She would always come over and sit on our laps for a while while she poured our wines, but at the cost of a few kopecks...... "Coreza was pleased that her purpose had paid off.

"I like it......," said the Polish prisoner of war.

"Come on, Lukash. Pavowski, your favorite is the pair of plump stunners in Sarafan[1] who don't wear a bib or blouse, right? Ha Lu Ha! Another Germanic judge with great certainty.

"Ha Lu Ha ......" everyone laughed loudly, that Polish Lukasz. Pawowski laughed the most.

"How many kopecks? My Vice-Captain, that's the chick who recognized you as a rich nobleman, Ha Luha. For us poor ghost soldiers, if she is willing to give brute force, she will also climb our laps......" Lukász, the Pole, seemed to be unsatisfied, and when he said the word "brute force", he took the trouble to arch the guy next to him with his shoulder, which immediately aroused the "resonance" of all the men......

After a long burst of laughter, Coreza spoke again:

"Brothers, we can only do what we have at hand, hoping to return to Yeniseisk and receive a good reward. Maybe in a few years, we'll be able to marry a girl who has fled in the castle! "The down-and-out marchers, again in this barren Siberia, wine and women are always the only motivation for their survival.

"Good! We listen to Vice-Captain Corezza! "Lukash. Pawovsky took the lead in echoing his own officer, and even received the thanks in Koreza's eyes.

(Chapter to be continued)

"A limerick poem. Hidden Head

Reading literature and reading history is only a long breath

I was saying that there was an opportunity back then

The layout is a long-cherished wish

It's hard to come and go

Get up and spend a hundred years

Point out the suffering and diseases of the world

The edge of the town was razed to the sea

Wen'an Wuding tears of joy

[1] Sarafan refers here to the sleeveless dress, which was produced during the agrarian era in Russia. As a dress, Sarafan was a garment that was once very popular in Russia. It comes in a variety of styles and colours, often decorated with delicate embroidery patterns on the neckline, cuffs, or entire front of the body, and the colors are bright and not kitsch. There are four types of Sarafan styles in various places, namely tonica, kosokorin, straight, and belt. It is a garment that can be worn all year round. In winter, Sarafan was made of tweed, coarse wool, fur, which was typical of Russian women in the past. People wear cotton and linen shirts, Sarafan on the outside, and then a thick wool shawl, which can protect them from the cold. (To be continued......)