Section 80 Military Advice

Just as Schwab was making arrangements for returning to his territory with Baron Coro and others, General Bruce led his inner-domestic knights to Schwab's camp tent in a row. Because after all, many places in Haas Berg Fort were destroyed by war and there were places where the plague recurred, Schwab still led his legion soldiers to station outside the city. Looking at General Bruce's arrival, he had long known about the dispute between him and his commander, and the mercenaries looked at them very unfriendly.

"Schwab, according to the orders of His Highness the Prince, you must hand over the illegal gains in Haas Bergburg immediately." General Bruce said to Schwab with great pride.

"General Bruce, we have an agreement with His Highness. What do you want us to hand over?" Baron Coro stood up from the seat and looked at General Bruce with anger.

"What are you going to do? Are you going to resist the royal family?" General Bruce felt reluctant to do this. Although Schwab was not a direct vassal of the royal family, and rebelling against the throne was also a means for nobles to seek their own power, this would create a huge rift between Schwab and the royal family.

"You are so worried about General Bruce, please go back first, and I will send the money there later." Schwab knew that this hateful guy must be making trouble in front of the prince, otherwise how could the prince give such a contradictory order?

"Oh, are you willing to obey?" General Bruce did not expect Schwab to agree so easily. He thought Schwab would not have planned to deceive himself and leave.

"If you stay here, how can I let my subordinates prepare the money for you?" Schwab saw General Bruce's doubts and said to him.

"Well, I believe in your credit. I will wait for you in the castle for a day. If the time comes, don't blame me for not notifying you early." General Bruce finished speaking, confirming that Schwab had no longer competed with him, and led his knights out of the tent with a victorious smile.

"Sir, have we just endured it like this?" Baron Coro's hand was already placed on the hilt of the sword. He just waited for Schwab to cut off the head of the hateful greedy general, but he did not expect Schwab to let the other party go lightly.

"Don't worry, if something happens here, we will only arouse disgust from the royal family, but I still have many places to need the royal family's signature in the future." Schwabu said indifferently, because he already had an idea in his mind, and he wanted to imitate Yuan Datou. Don't you think about breaking the bridge across the river? Well, let you know what a big fist is the bottom line.

"What are you going to do?" Baron Coro was familiar with Schwab's expression. When he was so indifferent, it meant that he had an idea in his heart.

"Come here and do this." Schwab waved at Baron Corro, who came forward with his ears, and Schwab whispered for a moment next to his ears.

"What a clever plan, but what if the situation is out of control?" Baron Coro said with a thigh.

"It's okay, just let the supervisor and the sergeant strengthen their control secretly." Schwab was confident in the system he established, and waved his hand to let Baron Koro do it according to his plan.

Instigated by the supervisor and the sergeant, the mercenaries quickly got rumors that they wanted to confiscate their spoils, and confronted Schwab with General Bruce, the messenger from the royal family. The painted body and color were known to be spread by those who were interested. The mercenaries all knew that Schwab wanted to protect their interests, while the lackeys from the royal family wanted to take away their wallets.

"Too shit guys, we are the ones who bleed to kill the enemy, why should we take our money away?" The angry mercenaries gathered together and shouted to each other.

"That's right, let's go find His Highness the Prince, ask him for justice and kill the shit general who is messing with trouble." Among the mercenaries, Magg said loudly. He raised the sword in his hand and said to his companions around him, because Magri seized Haas Berg Castle, and he was still very prestigious among the mercenaries. Under his leadership, the mercenaries rushed into the castle in a mighty manner. The royal knights along the way suddenly saw a large number of mercenaries rushing into the castle with murderous intent. Although they didn't know what was going on, everyone knew what would happen to stop these out-of-control tyrants.

"Not good, Your Highness, the mercenaries rebelled." So there was a scene in the lord's hall. Prince Masimirk, who had a pale face, faced this situation at a loss, while the lowland lords in the hall looked like they were watching the excitement. The happiest thing about the civil strife of the Pumbrus people was the one who was the happiest thing about the civil strife of the Pumbrus people.

"What's going on? Are they going to hit the ball?" Prince Masimilk grabbed Sir Simon's arm and whispered.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, the matter has not been cleared yet, I'll go out and have a look." Sir Simon comforted the prince.

"Okay, okay." Prince Masimilk, with a blood-faced face, calmed down a little. He sat in the lord's seat. When he looked around, he saw the malicious gazes of the low-land lords. At this time, he felt like he was a lamb falling into a pack of wolves, and as if he was sitting in the hall without clothes. This helpless situation made him restless. Only then did he feel that the authority of the royal family was not as important as a loyal army.

"Your Highness, I figured it out." Sir Simon walked out of the hall for a moment and returned to the side of the Prince's Palace. This moment had been so long for Prince Masimilk, and he did not understand why Schwab had to betray him.

"Yes, did Count Stedeing betray me?" Prince Masimik asked quickly.

"No, Your Highness, the prince, it's just some mercenaries who heard that you want to confiscate their spoils, so they come to petition you." Sir Simon turned around and looked around the lowly lords, and said loudly to the prince.

"What? Confiscating the mercenaries' spoils, who made such rumors?" Prince Masimilk was not stupid either. He knew that he had to appease these mercenaries at present, because only they could suppress these low-land lords. If the mercenaries did not obey the orders, the low-land lords would immediately turn around and attack the castle.

"It is said that General Bruce announced it." Sir Simon said to him with a secret wink at the prince.

"Bruce?" Prince Masimilke felt bitter in his heart. General Bruce was really a fool. Such a thing was so troubled.

"The mercenaries demanded the cancellation of the order to seize their spoils and hand over General Bruce, otherwise they would leave here." Sir Simon secretly conveyed the mercenaries' conditions to the prince. Prince Masimilk suddenly thought of something and asked him.

"Mr. Schwab, come and find him quickly, and don't let these soldiers disperse."

"I have sent someone to invite him, but the mercenaries seem to be in a very bad mood, so you have to make a decision early."

"But General Bruce is the royal general." Prince Masimilk frowned, and after saying that, he sat in the lord's seat without saying a word. There was a buzzing noise in the hall, which was the lowland lords talking to each other.

"Super the Bruce, hand over the Bruce." Outside the hall, there were "all-in-one" sounds smashing the door, the sound of swords, and the sound of people.

"Earl Steding is here~~~." At this critical moment, Schwab rode his war horse and surrounded by Baron Koro's Husar cavalry, and came outside the hall. After he got off from his horse, he held the hilt of his sword and walked into the hall a few steps. The lowland lords in the hall looked at the earl in black armor with curious eyes.

"Your Highness, please forgive me for your crime. It was because of my poor discipline, which made you frightened." Schwab walked to Prince Masimilk's feet a few steps, fell to the ground, then helped up a corner of His Highness's cloak and kissed humbly.

"Ah, Lord Schwab, you are finally here." Seeing Schwab's humble appearance, Prince Masimilk finally let go of his heart. He immediately stepped forward and helped Schwab up excitedly.

"Sorry, General Bruce came to my camp today and announced your order to me, but I don't know what to do, but my subordinates knew about it, and they seemed to have misunderstood." Schwab continued to speak in a humble tone.

"No, no, no, this is indeed a misunderstanding. I have never issued any orders to you. All of this was caused by General Bruce." His Highness, who had been frightened by the excitement of the mercenaries, did not care about protecting himself at this time. He pushed all the responsibility on the poor General Bruce.

"Is that true? General Bruce pretended to be your order. What a damn guy. Please allow me to duel with him to defend your authority." Schwab said indignantly.

"Don't worry about him, I will punish him." Prince Masimilk still wanted to save General Bruce's life as much as possible, but it was obvious that Schwab would not let the tiger go back to the mountain. Hearing the prince's words, he stood by silently, but the door was suddenly pushed open, and groups of mercenaries waved their weapons and shouted loudly and rudely, and more than a dozen royal knights tried to block them.

"Okay, I agree, Lord Schwab, Bruce will be left to you for disposal." Prince Masimilk hurriedly left from the side gate under the protection of his followers.

"Catch Bruce." Schwab saluted Prince Masimilk, and then ordered Bald Otto and others.

"Yes, Count, come with me." Bald Otto, carrying his battle axe, excitedly led the mercenaries to General Bruce's residence, which caused the servants to scream along the way.
Chapter completed!