A few days later, Obasi and his party left Zaporizhia.

After setting foot on the land of Western Ukraine, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Deng Ce said: "We will not take this road when we come back, and go directly south to Meklev (later Nikolayev). At present, Western Ukraine under the jurisdiction of the Poles is not close to the sea. There are two large ports along the coast.

One is Meclef and the other is Odessa, both of which are controlled by the Ottomans."

"The relationship between our country and the Ottomans is pretty good nowadays, and you can go there directly with your passport."

"No", Wobaxi shook his head as he left, "Isn't this a sign of weakness? We will still take this road when we come back, but our method will have to be changed."

"Change the method?"

Deng Ce didn't know what he was talking about, but he still said: "It is better for Taiwan and Kyrgyzstan to take the water route, first to Meklev, and then across the Black Sea to the Crimean Khanate. The relationship between the khanate and our country is better. Taiji

It’s better to go and find out on the ground”

Wobasi continued to shake his head, "My brother once told me that anything that has been settled is not worth investigating anymore. Besides, since it is a friendly relationship, people from the Intelligence Department and the Foreign Affairs Department have gone there countless times.

Do you still need me to investigate?"

Three days later, they entered the city of Uman under the jurisdiction of Western Ukraine.

As soon as they entered here, Wobasi and others were stunned by the vast farmland here.

Everywhere you look, except for the occasional low hills, there is lush greenery, and between the lush greenery are patches of golden wheat fields.

"Taiji, just the area under the jurisdiction of Uman City is comparable to the entire Truqin. The land here is more fertile than Truqin. Further north, the same is true for Vinnitsa and Kamenets.

You have also seen that a field is surrounded by an oak forest, fertile farmland, plus oak forests and birch forests everywhere."

"This is Western Ukraine"

"As far as I know, the lord of Uman City has 30,000 households of serfs, including more than 3,000 registered Cossacks."

"Half of the fields are owned by the city lord and his knights..."

"Knight?"

"Oh, even the little nobles below the city lord can ride on tall horses to fight in wars. They all use extremely long lances and are very skilled in spearmanship and equestrian skills."

"Generally speaking, the city lord will directly enjoy two and a half percent of the grain harvest, the knights will enjoy the other two and a half percent, half of the remaining half belongs to the church, and the last one belongs to the registered Cossacks."

"Knights can own a hundred families of serfs, and they will build their own manor in the middle of the field, which slowly turns into a castle, but registered Cossacks can only own a maximum of ten families of serfs, and they are considered low-level knights."

"The registered Cossacks all use Chasik sabers, which Taiji has seen before"

"How much farmland can each of their households own?"

"There is still a lot of land left in a place as big as Uman. The city lords and knights only set a lower limit for serfs to cultivate fields, which is thirty acres per household, but there is no upper limit."

"The extra farmland requires only a small tax payment"

At this time, many serfs were working in the fields. Seeing the well-dressed appearance of Wobasi and others, they knew they were not ordinary people and did not dare to provoke them, so they all went about their business.

At the outermost edge of the farmland, there is a large birch forest. It is late autumn, and the birch forest is golden.

There seemed to be no road, but as Deng Ce made many twists and turns, everyone quickly set foot on a road that turned northwest.

After passing through countless golden birch forests, lush green oak forests, and seemingly endless farmland, a white castle emerged from the woods.

"When..."

It was dusk again, and the sound of the church bells was heard from the city.

"When..."

"When..."

"When..."

"When..."

"When..."

The big clock struck six times in total, showing that the current time was six o'clock in the evening.

Wobasi quickly took out his pocket watch and checked it. Well, it's almost the same.

However, if they want to reach the castle, they must first cross a river - the Umanka River.

This is a small river, and there is a wooden bridge on the river. There are two small wooden villages on both sides of the bridge.

Obasi thought for a while, and asked Deng Ce to raise the flag of the Truchen Khanate that had not been shown.

The national flag of the Khanate is similar to the military flag, about one foot high. The military flag has no teeth, but the national flag does. The entire surface is red, with wheat ears embroidered with gold thread inside (the military flag has a cloud pattern), and gold thread embroidered in the middle.

A golden dragon with teeth and claws.

When the soldiers of Uman City at the bridge saw the flag, they ran over quickly and blew the brass horns in their hands.

The people of Western Ukraine are obviously much easier to get along with than the Russians. Perhaps after long-term management by people like Dengce, they also know the benefits of making friends with the Truchin people.

Although the Huns, Turks, and Mongols had brought panic to them in history, the Truqin people in such neat clothes did not look like bad people.

About half an hour later, the city gate vaguely visible in the distance finally opened, and more than ten riders flew out.

Slowly, Lai Qi has arrived at the wooden bridge.

An old man with gray hair, wearing a black tuxedo, white tight trousers, and calfskin boots was the first to step on the wooden bridge. Behind him, there were more than a dozen muscular people, but they all wore brown instant noodle wigs.

Young and strong.

What Qing Zhuang is holding are long spears, about two feet long, with all kinds of colorful flags hanging on the spear heads.

There are also colorful feathers and animal skins stuck behind the knights, which look very weird.

I saw that the old man hesitated for a while before he saw Wo Baxi and his party, but he dismounted first. Wo Baxi and others did not dare to make excuses, so they also dismounted one after another.

"I am Michał Krasinski, the lord of Uman City, I don't know..."

The old man put his left hand on his chest gracefully and bent down to pay tribute.

Obasi also replied in the same way: "My name is Tun Norbu Obasi. I am the younger brother of the Great Khan of the Truqin Khanate. I currently hold the position of Hundai Ji."

Huntaiji was naturally granted to Wobasi by Kitard for use outside, and was not granted to him on official occasions in the Khanate.

The man also spoke Russian, but it was Western Ukrainian Russian, which was later Ukrainian, and everyone could roughly understand it.

When the man heard that it was the brother of the Great Khan of the Truchen Khanate, he became even more solemn. He glanced at Deng Ce first, then glared at the Polish translator, and then put a smile on his face.

.

"His Royal Highness is here, please"

With the guidance of the Lord of Uman City and Bishop of Uman Region, the group entered Uman City smoothly.

The taste in the city is slightly better than that in Russian cities, but not much better. It's just that the streets are neater.

There is another boxy building with walls around it in the city. It is somewhat similar to the multi-story board buildings of later generations, but the roof is still sloped and the walls of the house are painted with yellow-red paint.

This is of course Krasinski's official residence.

......

On a rectangular dining table covered with snow-white cotton cloth, there were three plates and a pair of knives and forks in front of each person. On the three plates were freshly roasted lamb, trout from the Umanka River, and a pair of trout from the Umanka River.

A large plate of vegetables and a large glass of dark red wine.

Before the meal, Krasinski prayed in public and murmured to himself.

The Polish translator on the side said softly: "Taiji, he is asking God to forgive him for eating with pagans, and he will repent afterwards."

Obasi was angry in his heart, but he did not express it on his face. After what happened in Rostov City, he seemed to have matured a little.

"Please..."

Krasinski made a gesture of invitation. They had seen this scene many times with Suvorov. They were not polite at the moment, picked up the knife and fork and started to eat...

"Lord..."

At this moment, there seemed to be a cry outside.

Krasinski couldn't help but frown, and he pursed his lips at the gentle butler who was standing by.

It didn't take long for the housekeeper to come back and whisper a few words in Krasinski's ear.

"Taiji, what he seems to be talking about is that the man outside is called Marcus. He is an old widower and the lord's gardener. Marcus is planning to donate all his property to the church, but the lord does not agree. This is a bit strange."

After the meal, Wobaxi boldly asked: "Lord, since his subordinates respect the church, why not let him dedicate his family property to the church?"

Krasinski pondered for a while and then said with a smile: "The land under the jurisdiction of Uman City exceeds one million acres, of which more than 200,000 acres belong to the church. With the daily donations from believers, there is no need for a farm like Maku.

People like Si don’t donate anymore”

"My Catholicism is not like the Orthodox Church. Naturally, I accept donations from believers, but not everyone is qualified to donate. Speaking of which, Marcus is also very pitiful. His wife died when he was only twenty years old. He has no

Marry again"

"I have always planned to raise my three children by myself, but my three children died of illness at the ages of ten, twelve and fourteen."

"So he thought he had offended God and decided to donate all his property to the church to atone for his sins"

"But my Polish church has strict regulations. No widower or childless person is allowed to donate property, because once the church accepts a donation, the person will be included in the church's property."

"The church is naturally infinitely kind, so it is easy for him to think"

Wobaxi naturally complained in his heart, but asked: "Did Marcus's children have smallpox?"

Krasinski was shocked, "I heard that the only people in the world who can effectively treat smallpox are the Truchen people. They are pagans. If you accept their treatment, wouldn't it be disrespectful to God?"

"God sent smallpox as a test for believers, but..."

He did not answer Wobasi's question directly, but replied: "No, Marcus was not pious to God before all his family members died. Now that he is alone, he has changed his mind to serve God for life. As

God’s human messengers must be extremely vigilant against such people."

He coughed again, "My family naturally believes in God, but the more important the person, the more God will test him. My son is only twelve years old, and unfortunately he got smallpox..."
Chapter completed!