Chapter 16 Taras Bulba - Section VII

There was noise and commotion in the Zaporos camp.At first no one could tell how the reinforcements had come into town.It turned out later that the entire Pereyaslav battalion stationed in front of the side gates was drunk, so it was not surprising that half of them were killed while the other half were trying to figure out what to do. He was captured before the incident.By the time the neighboring battalions were awakened by the noise and took up their weapons, the reinforcements had already entered the city, and the rear team was covering the sleepy and half-drunk Zaporoshi who were chasing up chaotically. shooting.The head of the regiment ordered everyone to assemble, and when everyone stood in a circle, took off their hats, and when the voice died down, he said:

"Brothers, this is what happened last night. What a disaster the drink has brought upon us! What a disgrace the enemy has brought upon us! We have evidently acquired the habit that if the ration of wine be doubled, you will be prepared to You don't know what to drink, and the enemies of the Christian army will not only strip your pants, but even sneeze in your face, and you don't even know it. The Cossacks stood with bowed heads, knowing their guilt; only Kukubenko, the captain of a Nezhamainov battalion, answered. "Wait a minute, father!" he said. "Although it is against the military regulations for the commander to speak to the whole army, it is not the case, so it must be explained. You blame the whole Christian army, not quite Just. If a Cossack gets drunk on the march, during the war, while doing hard and heavy work, it is a crime and should be executed. But now we have nothing to do, and we are wasting time, guessing riddles in the city .We don't fast, and we don't observe other Christian taboos. How can a person be wasted all day without drinking? It's not a sin. We'd better show them a little bit and let them know about the attack What kind of retribution will innocent people get? We fought well in the past, but now we want to beat them so that they can't go back to their hometowns."

The words of the battalion captain satisfied the Cossacks.They raised their heads, which were completely down, and many nodded approvingly, saying: "Kukubenko is right!" Taras Bulba, who was standing not far from the regimental commander, said: "Well, Commander, Kukubenko is right? What do you have to say about that?" "What can I say? I said: The father who raised this sweet son should be happy! Complaining is not a great wisdom. Great wisdom should say something like this. Instead of pouring cold water on others, it will encourage He, add to his courage, just as you give a horse water to refresh his spirits, and spurs to add to his courage. Then I wanted to say some words of comfort to you, but Kukubenko beat me to it Li said it first."

"The commander is right!" someone shouted in the middle of the Zaporosh team. "It's the truth:" others repeated.Even the spontaneous old man standing like a pale gray dove nodded his head, twirled his white beard, and said in a low voice: "Words!" "Listen, folks!" went on the captain, "it's unseemly to take a fortress, climb a wall, or dig a tunnel in the ground, like a foreign engineer, a German engineer, - see the fortress That's not what we Cossacks should do. Judging from the current situation, the enemy did not bring much food stores when they entered the city, and they did not have many carts. The people in the city are starving; Eat up everything at once, and the horses will eat up all the hay too... I don't know if a holy spirit will fork something and throw them from the sky... But this Heaven alone knows; their Catholic monks are talkers. Anyway, sooner or later they'll be out of the city. The whole army is divided into three parts, facing the three gates, and stationed on the three roads. Five battalions were stationed in front of the main gate, and three battalions were stationed in front of the other two gates. Diatikiv's and Koreyu's battalions set up an ambush! Captain Taras led his own battalion in an ambush! Ditta Liev and Dymoshev's battalion cover the right flank of the baggage train! Serpinov and the Upper Stebrikiv's battalion cover the left flank! Then select some bright-talking young men from the ranks to scold the enemy The Poles are simple-minded people, they can't stand insults, and they may come out of town today. Battalion captains, each of you should check your own battalion, and if there are not enough numbers, call The remnants of Pereyaslav's battalion are going to replenish. Let's check again! Give each Cossack a glass of wine and a piece of bread. However, everyone must still feel bloated after eating so much yesterday. To be honest, everyone I was so devoured that I wondered how nobody had a distended stomach last night. Here's another order: If any kossack sells a Cossack a mug of vodka, I'll beat the stinking pig until its ears and nose are squeezed together Son, I'll hang him on his feet! Do it, brethren! Do it!"

After the regimental commander gave the order in this way, everyone gave him a deep salute, and without putting on their hats, they went back to the side of the baggage cart and the barracks, and put their hats on their heads after they were far away.Everyone began to prepare: try the saber and the two-edged knife, pour the gunpowder from the pocket into the powder cartridge, pull out the baggage cart, arrange it, and select the strong horse. Taras was thinking as he walked towards his regiment, but he couldn't figure out where Andrei was hiding?Had he been taken prisoner with others, tied up in his sleep?But no, Andre is not a person who will be captured alive.He was also not seen among the slain Cossacks.Talas was in deep thought, and walked all the way to the front of the regiment, but he didn't hear someone calling his name long ago.

"Who is looking for me?" He finally came to his senses and said. Standing in front of him was the Jew Jankel. "Master Lieutenant, Master Lieutenant!" said the Jew in a rapid staccato voice, as if to announce something that was not entirely useless. "I've been to the city, sir Lieutenant!" Taras just looked at the Jew and wondered how he had come back from the city so soon. "What kind of enemy brought you into the city?" "I'll tell you now," said Jankel, "as soon as I heard the noise at dawn and the Cossacks fired, I grabbed a coat, and before I had time to put it on, I ran away. I stretched my hands out of my sleeves when I got halfway, because I wanted to find out why the noise and why the Cossacks were shooting at dawn. I ran to the city gate in one breath, and the last group of troops had just entered the city. I saw that the standard-bearer, Mr. Garantovich, was walking in front of the troops. He was my old friend: three years ago he spared me a hundred gold coins. I followed him, as if asking him for a debt. Yes, and thus entered the city with them."

"Why did you go into the city and try to demand a debt from him?" said Bulba. "Didn't he have you hanged on the spot like a dog?" "Yes, he really wants to hang me," answered the Jew; "his servants have seized me and put the noose around my neck; If you want to repay the debt, I will wait until you come to collect it, and I also promised to lend him another sum of money, as long as he can help me collect the debts of other knights, because it is in the pocket of the horseman. ,—I'll tell you all, my lord, not a single piece of gold. Although he has a village, a garden, four castles, and a vast steppe territory that stretches as far as Shiklov, he's as penniless as a Cossack. No money—nothing. Now, if it weren't for Breslau

① A place in Prussia. If the Jewish people paid for him to arm him, then he would be naked and unable to go out to fight.So, there is no place for him in the parliament..." "What were you doing in town? Did you see any of us?" "Needless to say! Our people, there are many: Itzka, Rahu, Samullo, Havaloch, the Jew who leased the land..." "Fuck them, you bastards!" Taras yelled, annoyed, "you're going to fuck me with you Judahs! I'm asking you if you saw our Zaporoches ?" "I don't see our Zaporos. I only see Master Andrey."

"Andrei!" cried Bulba, "what do you say? Where did you see him? In the cellar? In the prison? Disgraced? Tied up?" "Who dares to bind Monsieur Andrey? Now he is such an important knight... Dali Burger ① Jewish, meaning "certainly". , at first glance I could barely recognize it!The epaulets were gold, the sleeves were gold, the breastplate was gold, the hat was gold, the girdle was gold, everything was gold, everything was gold.Just as in spring, the sun is shining, all kinds of birds are chirping and singing in the garden, and the grass is fragrant, so he is shining with golden light.The governor also gave him a very good horse; that alone cost two hundred ducats. "

Bulba froze. "Why is he wearing foreign clothes?" "He wears them because they are made of good quality...he rides horses, and others ride horses, and he teaches them, and they teach him. He looks like a very rich Polish gentleman!" "Who forced him to do this?" "I didn't say who forced him. Doesn't the master know that he went to their side voluntarily?" "Who voted?" "Master Andre." "Where did it go?" "He went over to them, he's completely theirs now." "You lied, pig!" "How can I lie? Am I a fool to lie in front of you? I don't even want my head to lie? Don't I know that if a Jew dares to lie in front of the master, he will be treated like a dog." hang up?"

"So, according to you, did he betray his country and his faith?" "I didn't say what he sold: I just said he went over to them." "You liar, Jew! Such things don't happen in Christian lands! You're confused, bastard!" "If I get confused, let grass grow over my threshold! Let everyone groan on my father's, mother's, uncle's, my father's father's, and mother's father's graves! If Monsieur would like to know, and I can even tell you why he went to their side." "why?" "The governor has a beautiful daughter. Goodness, how beautiful she is!" Speaking of which, the Jew stretched his arms, winked and grinned, as if he was trying to taste something, trying to portray her beauty on his face as much as possible. "So what?" "He did everything he could for her, so he ran over there. If a person is entangled in love, it is like the sole of a boot. You soak it in water, take it out, and bend it as soon as you bend it. " Bulba was lost in thought.He remembered how much power weak women possessed and how many strong men they had destroyed. From this point of view, Andrei's nature was easy to submit: so he planted himself in the same place as if he had taken root. for a long time. "Listen, my lord, I will tell my lord everything," said the Jew, "and as soon as I heard the uproar, and saw the troops marching into the town, I went away with a string of pearls, that I might sell them if necessary." It, because there are beauties and noble ladies in the city, at this time I said to myself: Since there are beauties and noble ladies in the city, things will be easy. Even if they have nothing to eat, they still have to buy pearls after all. As soon as the standard-bearer's servant let me go, I went straight to the Governor's Palace to sell pearls, and found out everything from the maid. The wedding will take place as soon as the Chaporoches are driven away. Master Andrey promised To drive the Zaporoshis away." "Didn't you kill the bastard on the spot?" cried Bulba. "Why kill him? He went there voluntarily. What's wrong with such a man? He's better off there, so he went there." "Have you seen him in person?" "True, saw him in person! Such a majestic soldier! More handsome than all men. God bless him, he recognized me at once; when I came up to him, he immediately I say……" "what did he say?" " said he, first shaking his fingers, and then he said: Jankel! It's my turn, Monsieur Andrey! I answered him like this. Jankel! Go and tell your father, tell your brother; yes Say the Cossacks, tell the Zaporoches, tell everyone, now my father is not my father, my brother is not my brother, my partner is not my partner, and I will fight against them all. I Fight everyone!" "You lie, Judas!" cried Taras in a rage. "You lie, you bastard! Even Christ was crucified by you, you cursed man of God! I will kill you, devil! I'll go away, or I'll kill you right away!" After speaking, Taras drew his saber. ①According to the Old Testament, Judas was the son of Jacob and the traitor who betrayed Jesus. The distraught Jew ran away as fast as his thin, lean legs could.Without looking back, he ran for a long time among the Cossack camps, and at last ran away into an open field, although Taras never pursued him, because it would be unreasonable to think of taking revenge on others. of. Now he remembered seeing Andrei and a woman walking by the barracks last night, and his white-haired head fell down, but he still couldn't believe that such a shameful thing could happen, that his own son would Sell ​​your faith and soul. At last he led his regiment into an ambush, and hid with them behind the only row of forests which had not yet been burned by the Cossacks.At the same time, the Zaporos, including infantry and cavalry, marched towards the three city gates via the three main roads.The battalions rushed over one after the other, the Uman battalion, the Popovichev battalion, the Kanev battalion, the Stebrikiv battalion, the Nezhamainov battalion Battalion, Gurguz Battalion, Ditarev Battalion, Dimoshev Battalion.Only one Pereyaslav battalion was not dispatched.The Cossacks of this battalion were so drunk that they took their lives.Some woke up captured in the hands of the enemy, others didn't wake up at all, and disappeared into the wet earth in a daze. In the barracks. The people in the city heard the sound of the Colombian army dispatching.Everyone flocked to the earthen city, and a vivid and vivid picture unfolded before the eyes of the Cossacks: the Polish warriors were more handsome than each other, standing on the earthen city.The bronze helmet with swan-like white feathers shone like the sun.Others wore pink and blue caps slanted sideways; gowns with turned-back sleeves, sewn with gold thread, or simply bordered with ribbons; their sabers and weapons It was studded with precious jewels, for which the lord had paid dearly, and besides various other ornaments.The captain of the Budhanov regiment stood in front of him wearing a red cap embroidered with gold.The captain of the regiment was a gigantic figure, taller and fatter than all the others, and his body was barely covered by a loose and expensive long coat.On the other side, almost near the side door, stood another regimental captain, a thin, short man; but with small sharp eyes; Walking around, pointing nimbly with thin, bony hands, issuing orders: it can be seen that although he is small, he is familiar with tactics.Not far from him, stood a tall and tall standard bearer. He had a bushy beard and his face seemed to be always red.Strong mead and lively parties were the master's favorite tastes.After them came a great variety of Polish gentlemen, some spending their own money, some embezzling from the royal treasury, and some pledging to the Jews everything in their ancestral castle, and borrowing money to arm themselves.There were also quite a few diners in the houses of the senators, whom the senators invited to feast and to admire, but they stole silver cups from tables and sideboards, and when the glory of the day was over, they ate them the next day. Sitting on the driver's platform again, driving a carriage for a certain master.There are all kinds of people there.Usually they can't even afford a glass of wine, but when it comes to wartime, everyone is dressed up. The Cossack team stood silently in front of the city wall.There was no gold adornment on any of them, except that the hilts of their sabers and the inlays of their rifles gleamed a little.The Cossacks did not like to dress splendidly in battle; they only wore simple chain mail and long coats, and their red tops and black sheepskin hats flashed black and red in the distance. Two Cossacks rode out from the Zaporosh ranks: one was very young, the other was older, both of them were Cossacks who were eloquent and showed no weakness in their actions: Okhrem Nashi and Megata Golokbejanko.After them came out on horseback Djemid Popovich, a fat Cossack who had been in the Setchi for many years, participated in the campaign against Adrianopol, and spent his entire life Suffered untold hardships; he was burned by the flames, and ran to the Shaky with a charred head and a burnt beard.But Popovich had put on weight again, with hair popping out behind his ears and a bushy, gum-black beard.Popovich is also a master of mean words. "Ah, your whole army is wearing beautiful warm jackets. I want to know if you are beautiful in battle?" "Here you are!" cried the strong and sturdy regimental captain from the city. "I'll tie you all up! Hand over your rifles and horses, slaves. Did you see how I tied up your men? Bring the Zaporos up to town and show them!" Then someone brought the Zaporoshites bound with ropes to the city.Standing at the front was the battalion captain Hribe, without knickerbockers and coat, because he was caught while Yiding was drunk, and the captain became a prisoner in his sleep like a dog because he was naked in front of his own people. , so ashamed that he couldn't bear it, he hung his head down.Overnight, his hair turned completely white. "Don't be sad, Hribe! We will come to your rescue!" the Cossacks shouted to him from below the walls. "Don't be sad, my friend!" cried the battalion captain Boroda. "It's not your fault that you were caught naked. Everyone will suffer; but don't cover your nakedness well." Get up and use you to show the public, this kind of person is shameless!" "Your army probably only shows power to sleeping people," Golokbejanko said, looking at the city wall. "Wait, we're going to cut your foreheads off!" people shouted to them from the city. "I'd love to see how they cut our foreheads!" Popovich said, on his horse, turning in front of them.Then, looking at his fellows, he went on: "Yes! Maybe the Poles are right. If that big belly leads them into battle, they'll find a good defense!" "Why do you think they'll find a good defense?" said the Cossacks, knowing that Popovich must be about to drop some quip. "That's because the whole army can hide behind him, and through his stomach, you can't stab anyone with a javelin anyway!" The Cossacks were all happy.Many people shook their heads for a long time and said: "Popovich is good! If he is making fun of someone, it is really..." But what "really" was, the Cossacks did not say. "Back, back from the city!" cried the regimental commander, and as the Poles seemed to be unable to bear the sarcasm any longer, the regimental captain waved his orders. As soon as the Cossacks got out of the way, a series of orange bullets were fired from the city.Many people were running around the city, and the gray-haired governor also appeared on horseback.The city was opened and the army rushed out.First, a group of fat cavalry in embroidered clothes marched forward side by side.After them came soldiers in chain mail, then armored soldiers with spears, then soldiers in bronze helmets, and then some gentlemen of the upper class prancing alone, each according to his own style. fun in a variety of outfits.Proud gentlemen don't want to be formed with others in a procession, and those who don't belong to any procession ride away alone with their servants, and then the procession again, with the standard-bearer behind them, and the standard-bearer after the standard-bearer. In the team, the strong and strong regiment captain rode on horseback; and behind the whole army was the short regiment captain on horseback. "Don't let them form a single file!" cried the regimental commander, "the whole army will attack them! Abandon the rest of the gates! Ditarev's battalion will attack from one side! Diatikiv's battalion will attack from the other side." Strike to the rear, Kukubenko and Barevoda! Disturb them, disturb them, beat them to pieces!" Then the Cossacks attacked from all directions, beat them head to tail, and even disrupted their own formation.The enemy was not even given time to shoot; immediately there was a fight with knives and spears.Everyone twists together, and everyone has the opportunity to show their skills.Jamed Popovich stabbed three pawns to death, and dismounted two gentlemen, saying, "What a horse! I've been wanting to get some of these for a long time!" He put the horse away. They rushed to the field and asked some Cossacks standing there to intercept them.Then he rushed to the crowd again, found the two gentlemen he had thrown off his horse, killed one, put a noose around the neck of the other, tied him to the saddle, and from the Taking from him a saber with a valuable hilt, and a purse full of gold coins from his girdle, he dragged him across the field.Kobita, a good Cossack who was still very young, also fought with one of the bravest men in the Polish army, and they fought for a long time.Finally, he started to fight with his bare hands.The Cossack was about to win, he had already pinned the opponent to the ground, and stabbed him in the chest with a sharp Turkish dagger, but he didn't guard against someone plotting behind him.Immediately a fiery bullet hit him in the temple.He was killed by the most distinguished of Polish gentlemen, a most handsome knight of the old royal family.He is like a straight poplar, riding proudly on a dun-brown horse.He has performed countless feats of valor; he split two Zaporoches in two; Immediately a shot was fired, and the Cossack behind the horse was killed with his lance; many heads and arms were cut off, and another shot hit Cobita in the temple, and he fell. "I really want to compete with this guy!" cried Kukubenko, captain of Nezhamaynov's battalion.He put his horse back, galloped straight behind the Polish gentleman, and shouted loudly, and those who stood nearby trembled in fright when they heard this inhuman shout.The Pole wanted to turn his horse's head suddenly, and go forward: but the horse would not listen to him, and was stunned by the terrible cry, and rushed into the stab, and Kukubenko shot him down.A hot bullet pierced his shoulder bone and he rolled off his horse.But even at this juncture the Pole was still tenacious, and he wanted to give the enemy a blow, but his hand was weak, and when he let go, the saber fell to the ground.Kukubenko raised the heavy double-edged knife with both hands, and cut it straight between the pale lips.The double-edged knife knocked out two sugar-white teeth, cut the tongue in half, and the tip of the knife pierced through the throat bone and penetrated deeply into the soil.This nailed him to the wet ground forever.The blood of the noble aristocrat, as red as cranberries by the river, splashed up like a spring: it stained his whole yellow war-cloak embroidered with gold flowers.Kukubenko deserted him and led his Nezamainov battalion into another mass. "Oh, you left such a valuable suit intact!" Boroda, the captain of the Uman battalion, pushed away from his team and rode up to where the Polish gentleman killed by Kukubenko was lying. and said: "I have killed seven Polish gentlemen with my own hands, but I have not seen anyone wearing such fine clothes." Then Borodati was bewitched by greed: he stooped to take off the man's expensive armor, had already taken off a Turkish dagger inlaid with natural-coloured gemstones, and unfastened from his girdle full of gold coins. Purse, and took out from his bosom a bag containing fine shirts, valuable silver ornaments, and a girl's mane carefully kept as a keepsake. Borodati did not notice a red-nosed bannerman sneaking up from behind him, this bannerman Twice he'd knocked him off his horse, and taken a blow he'd never forget.This time the man held back his strength, swung his saber, and slashed at his bent neck.Greed does not benefit the Cossacks: the strong head is gone, the headless corpse lies on the ground, and the blood splatters the land near and far.The stern Cossack soul flew high into the sky, he was angry and held hatred, and at the same time it was strange that he would fly away from such a strong body so soon.Before the standard-bearer had time to grab the captain by the forehead and tie his head to the saddle, the Grim Avenger had already arrived on Pegasus. It is like an eagle floating in the air, flapping its powerful wings, and after flying a few times, it suddenly spreads its wings and stays in one place. Ostap, the son of Lars, suddenly threw himself on the standard-bearer and put a rope around his neck.The standard-bearer's red cheeks grew more purple as the cruel noose tightened around his throat: he tried to draw his pistol to shoot, but his convulsively quivering hand could no longer aim, and the bullet flew vainly across the field .Ostap immediately untied from the standard-bearer's saddle the ribbon he carried with him to bind the captives, bound his hands and feet with his ribbon, tied one end of the ribbon to the saddle, and dragged He ran across the field, calling out to the Cossacks of the Uman battalion to come and pay their last respects to the captain. As soon as the Umans heard that the captain of their battalion, Borodati, was no longer alive, they left the battlefield and came to collect his body; they immediately discussed who should be elected as the captain.Finally someone said: "What is there to discuss? There is no better man to be our captain than Bulba's son Ostap. He is younger than us all, it is true, but he is no wiser than A poor old man." Ostap took off his hat and thanked all his Cossack partners for giving him the honor. He did not use his youth and ignorance as an excuse to shirk his responsibility, because he knew that this was a wartime, and he could not be so particular about it now, so he immediately led They made it to the siege to let everyone know that electing him as captain wasn't for nothing.The Poles, feeling that Xingnu was too bad for them, retreated and ran across the field in order to regroup at the other end of the field.At the same time, the short regiment captain waved to the 400 elite cover troops deployed alone at the gate of the city, and a series of conscript shells were fired at the Cossack crowd.But few were hit: the bullets went into the herds of the Cossacks, who watched the battle with amazed eyes.The frightened bull roared, turned and ran towards the Cossack barracks, smashing the vehicles and trampling many people.But at this time Taras led his alliance to jump out of the ambush, shouted, and rushed straight up.The whole frenzied herd, frightened by the yelling, turned and ran back again, and rushed into the Polish army, and drove the cavalry upside down, and scattered the whole army. "Alas, thank you, cattle!" cried the Zaporoshi, "you have aided in the march, and now you have come to serve in the battle!" Then, with renewed vigor, they charged upon the enemy. Many enemies were annihilated in this battle, and many men made meritorious deeds: Meterika, Shilo, the two Besalenkos, Fufushenko, and many others.When the Poles saw that things were not going well, they quickly threw away their military flags and shouted to open the city quickly.The iron-clad city gate swung open, and a group of exhausted and dusty knights rushed in, like sheep rushing into a sheepfold.Many Zaporos were trying to catch up, but Ostap stopped the Umans under him and said: "Brothers, stand farther away from the city wall, stand farther away! You can't get close to the city wall!" he said. By the way, many people were shot because the enemies on the wall threw down everything they caught.At this time, the regiment leader came riding up and praised Ostap, saying: "This is a new captain, but he seems to be a veteran to lead troops to fight!" Old Bulba looked around to see who the new captain was, but unexpectedly I saw Ostap standing before all the Umans on horseback, with his hat on one side and the captain's mace in his hand. "Look at your strength!" he said, looking at his son; and the old man was overjoyed, and thanked all the Umans for the honor they had bestowed on his son. The Cossacks retreated again to go back to the barracks, but the Poles reappeared above the walls in their tattered cloaks.Many expensive gowns were clotted with blood, and the beautiful copper helmets were covered with dust. "Why, have you tied us up?" the Zaporosh shouted to them from below the city. "I'm going to show you a lot!" The captain of the fat regiment swung the rope a few times, and shouted from the top of the city. The exhausted soldiers with dusty faces were still terrified, and all the irritated people on both sides insulted each other with rude words. Finally everyone separated.Some, exhausted by the battle, lay down to rest; others covered their wounds with earth, and made bandages from torn handkerchiefs and precious garments stripped from the corpses of their enemies.Others, more refreshed, began to collect the bodies and pay their last respects.The graves were dug with double-bladed knives and spears; the earth was brought in with hats and cloaks; the corpses of the Cossacks were lowered respectfully and buried with fresh earth, so that the crows and hawks would not eat their eyes.But when they came across the corpses of Poles, they tied a dozen or so of them into bundles, tied them to the tails of the hummers, and let them out into the field. After that, they chased after them for a long time, whipping the horses in the stomach.Crazy horses galloped over ditches, hills, ditches and streams, and the corpses of Poles covered in blood and dust knocked to the ground. Then all the battalions sat down to supper in a circle, and talked for a long time about the battle and the deeds that were destined to befall each of them, and these deeds will forever be told by foreigners and posterity.For a long time they refused to lie down and sleep.Old Bulba lay down later than all the others, wondering what it meant that Andrei had not been present in the enemy's ranks.Was it because Judas was too embarrassed to go out against his own people, or was it that the Jew lied, and he just got caught out of control?But he remembered that Andre's heart was easily moved by a woman's words, so he felt deep grief, and made a vow in his heart to take revenge on this Polish woman who had deceived his son.He would have fulfilled his oath: regardless of her beauty, he would have seized her by the thick, shaggy braids of her hair, and dragged her across the fields, through all the Cossacks.Her beautiful breasts and shoulders, as clear as the never-melting snow that covers the mountain peaks, will be stained with blood, covered with mud, and smashed to the ground.He would tear her noble and beautiful body into pieces, but Bulba didn't know what God would do for man tomorrow, and he began to feel confused, and finally fell asleep. The Cossacks were still chatting with each other, and the sentry, looking around intently, was sober and did not even close his eyes, and stood by the campfire all night.