Chapter 79 Rebellion

As Prince Masimilk thought, the fall of Haas Bergburg declared the complete failure of the lowland lords, and lost this solid castle. There was no place in the lowland territories that could stop the Pumenbruce army. In order to consolidate his victory, Prince Masimilk sent a large number of envoys to the lord's manor that had not yet surrendered. These envoys persuaded and divided the lords.

The lowland lords who were introverted in Haas Berg Castle were promised by the prince that their territory and wealth remained unchanged. Then Schwab once again suggested that the fiefs of the two lords Pedro and Lemondo who had resolutely resisted were confiscated and rewarded to the cooperative lords. This completely generous strategy was welcomed by the lords. This strategy played a great example for the strategy of division. The constant stream of lowland lords led their servants to gather in Haas Berg Castle, holding various flags, and they came to sweep allegiance to Prince Masimirco.

"Hello, you are here too." The lowland lords greeted each other warmly when they saw their relatives or friends.

"Yes." The Lord was greeted with helplessness. Although they admired the power of freedom, their form was stronger than that of humans, and they had no way to resist the fierce Pumenbruces.

"Why is there a smell of wine and burnt smell in this castle?" Some people asked curiously when entering Haas Bergburg.

"I don't know, it was all done by the Pumbrus people." Someone said in a low voice. In fact, after Schwab took the castle again, he burned the infected corpses with fire in the castle in order to prevent the plague and then disinfected them with wine. Although some people protested Schwab's practice of burning the corpses, he closed his mouth under the old fists of the mercenaries full of wallets.

"Haha, everyone is here, please come in~~." The lords who betrayed their compatriots warmly welcomed these lords from the lowland territories, but this enthusiasm was not accepted because their despicable rebellion had become the target of everyone's hatred. It was only by relying on the powerful force of the Pumbrus people that people were silent.

"Traitor." The lowland lords whispered to these nobles who became the lackeys of the Pummen Bruces, but these guys rely on the power of the Pummen Bruces to increase greatly. The fiefs of Pedro and Lemondo were occupied by them. Of course, they also inherited the secret anger of their own compatriots.

"These guys who don't know the current affairs." Hearing the cold words of his compatriots, the betrayed lords also became angry. The cracks on both sides were irreconcilable, which was something Schwab was happy to see, but at this time Schwab was facing a crazy general.

"Sir Schwab, you must explain clearly why there is no money in the cash cellar in the castle, and where are the supplies in the warehouse?" General Bruce's forehead was bursting with blue veins, and he looked at Schwab angrily.

"After capturing the castle, the money was taken away by the brave soldiers as trophy." Schwab sat on a chair, leisurely carrying his nails with a knife.

"What? This castle belongs to the royal family. How can you let these soldiers rob the royal family of their property at will?" General Bruce said angrily.

"If I'm right, this should be the property of the lowland lord Pedro before it is occupied." Schwab rolled his eyes and said to the idiotic general.

"I don't care. As a royal general, I must guarantee the rights of the royal family. You must let your subordinates hand over all their property, otherwise I will accuse you of His Majesty the King and His Highness the Prince." General Bruce said viciously.

"I'll listen to you." Schwab said shrugging.

"You, hum." General Bruce gritted his teeth, then stomped his feet and turned away, looking like he had really sued Prince Masimirk.

"Sir, isn't it important?" Baron Coro was with Schwab, and he was also angry at General Bruce's arrogance and unreasonableness. However, he was a royal general after all, and his status was much closer to the royal family than Schwab. What should he do if he spread trouble in front of the prince?

"Damn it, ours is the one who bleed and sacrificed. He said that for the benefit of the royal family, he hadn't caught a single hair, and he was just angry." Schwab was really disgusted with this hateful guy, but he was not qualified to challenge himself.

"Ha, you are smart, Count. You have emptied the money cellar and warehouse early, but is it okay to leave nothing for the royal family?" asked Baron Coro.

"His Royal Highness and I have long had a tacit understanding. He will gain power in this land. For the prince, all he needs is a victory and land. As for wealth, we can earn it again. If we don't empty the castle, what money will I pay my soldiers? By the way, how much money did we make this time?" Schwab asked Baron Coro.

"It's a very good income. The treasurer made a rough calculation. It doesn't include 120,000 yuan in materials, and the materials obtained include 100 bundles of fur, 20 barrels of olive oil, 12 barrels of grapes, and several pig iron blocks." Baron Koro reported to Schwab.

"Well, it's great. I'll transport all these back to Stockingshire. Our territory construction just needs these supplies." Schwab nodded with satisfaction. This said to him that it was really timely rain. The construction of the towns in Stockingshire and the establishment of the Teutonic Knights were requiring a lot of funds.

"Your Highness, Count Stedetin, is really too much. He actually looted the entire castle. Our royal knights were all indignant in private. Count Stedetin was despising the authority of the royal family." In the most spacious lord residence in the main tower, Prince Masimirk was wearing and trying to ritual costumes under the care of his servants and servants.

"Don't talk nonsense, Count Stedetin is a close friend of His Highness the Prince. How could he do something that would harm the royal family?" Sir Simon objected, but the prince's brave knight was not very good at speaking.

"Hmph, Your Highness, you can send someone to see. There is nothing but rats in the warehouse of the castle." General Bruce said, cursing at the greedy Schwab in his heart.

"No." Prince Masimilk was trying on a hat wearing an ostrich feather and stopped when he heard this. Although he agreed that Schwab could obtain the wealth in the castle Eagle Warriors, after taking the castle, the prince's mind was a little shaken. Who would be willing to give up the wealth he got? With money, he could form a powerful army. Schwab's quick capture of the castle also gave the prince an impression, that is, in fact, war is very easy, and if he commanded it himself, he would definitely achieve greater results.

"Of course this is true, but look at Schwab and his men, even his lowest servant's wallet is bulging." General Bruce felt Prince Masimilk's shaken, and he hurriedly said to the prince.

"Earl Stettin did too much this time." Prince Masimilk frowned and his tone became much more stern.

"But before the prince attacked the lowland territory, we had already agreed with the Earl of Schwab that we would take the land and he would take the wealth?" Sir Simon reminded Prince Masimilke.

"But, can't we get anything? What's the use of a castle with empty shells?" General Bruce continued to sow.

"Let's do this, let Count Stedeing give up some of the spoils." Prince Masimilk thought Schwab would sell him face, just take out some of the comfort of General Bruce.

"What a wise decision, Your Highness, Prince." General Bruce said happily after saluting the prince. He didn't care about letting the prince come forward. As long as the prince agreed to his suggestion, he could use this as a shield to threaten Schwab and others. This was General Bruce's purpose, and the young Prince was completely used by this old fox.

"Your Highness, Prince~~~." Sir Simon wanted to stop him, but General Bruce immediately looked at him with a threatening look. Sir Simon thought about it and had to put down his hand, lower his head and remain silent. Prince Masimirke was immersed in the joy of victory and the upcoming allegiance ceremony, and did not notice these at all.

In the hall of the lords in Haas Berg Castle, the battle flags of the lowland lords captured by the Eagle Warriors were hung around the top of the arched stones. These various battle flags promoted the glory of victory of the royal family. Under these battle flags, the lowland lords who swore allegiance to Prince Masimirk stood on both sides of the hall. Prince Masimirk was wearing a luxurious silk robe, a gorgeous soft hat, and a small golden crown on the soft hat. Prince Masimirk looked at the lords crawling at his feet with serene smugness. His young face was filled with a joy of victory.

"Table~~~." Just as the oath ceremony was going smoothly, noisy sounds came from outside the closed door, and all kinds of noises came. The lowland lords in the hall looked at the gate curiously, and Prince Masimilk also frowned and wondered what was going on?

"What happened?" Prince Masimilk lowered his head and asked Sir Simon in a low voice.

"I don't know, my highness." Sir Simon felt puzzled.

"No, Your Highness." Suddenly, from the gate of the hall, several guards of royal knights ran to Prince Masimirk in a few steps.

"What's going on? It's so panicked." Sir Simon's heart was shocked. Something big had happened, right? But in front of the lowland lords who had just surrendered, he knew that he could not lose the royal prestige, so he raised his face and scolded him.

"Sorry, sir, but things are extremely urgent." The knight's forehead was sweating profusely. He knelt in front of the prince's palace on one knee and said with a pale face.

"What the hell is wrong?" At this time, even Prince Masimilk could not calm down, and he asked hurriedly.
Chapter completed!