Chapter 34 Loyalty and betrayal

When Robert looked around, he clearly felt the coldness of the mercenaries and the situation was no longer controlled. This feeling of powerlessness was the first time Robert felt in his life. The resistance of his subordinates made him angry at the loss.

"Stop it, you disgusting bastard, you dare to talk to me like this." Robert lost the calmness of a commander, and the continuous frustration made him desperate.

"What, I've had enough of you, the villain who brought us into this unbeatable situation." The young mercenary was angry with Robert. He rushed forward and wanted to stab Robert with the spear in his hand, but his companions around him hurriedly held him down. After all, assassinating the chief is an unavoidable crime among mercenaries.

"I want to cut off your head, throw him into the dung pile, and let him rot and smelly." Robert's eyes turned red. At this time, the Mark Legion opposite was no longer in his dazed mind. Robert only wanted to cut off the head of the mercenary who shouted at him. This was a serious challenge to his authority.

"Calm down, head, we still have enemies to deal with." The adjutant quickly dissuaded and asked the mercenaries to take the offender away.

"Hmph." Robert looked at his subordinates around him, and they took the offender out of his sight. At this time, Robert realized that his orders had no effect among the mercenaries. He made a reckless decision. He suddenly snatched the crossbow with a crossbow arrow from a crossbowman beside him, aimed at the offender's back, pulled the trigger, and heard a whoosh and subsequent muffled sound.

"Ah." The young mercenary touched the crossbow arrow behind with his left hand, and slowly turned around and looked at Robert holding the crossbow in his hand with angry eyes. The crossbow arrow was already dead. The young mercenary shook his body and fell down. The mercenaries around him were silent. In full view of everyone, Robert killed a young man with the crossbow arrow from behind.

"What did you do?" The adjutant widened his eyes and looked at Robert holding a crossbow arrow. At this moment, Robert's despicableness and shamelessness were revealed to people.

"He is a traitor. He betrayed the mercenary group and violated my orders." Robert raised the crossbow in his hand and said loudly. He must kill a warning to him. Robert thought so in his heart.

"Enough, do we still have to surrender to this thug?" Looking at the killed compatriots at their feet, the mercenaries raised their heads and looked at Robert who was high with hatred, and finally let out anger. The long-term oppressed past emerged one after another, and they rushed towards Robert together.

"Do you want to rebel? Back, back." Robert was surrounded by the mercenaries who were aroused from anger. Robert was like a small boat in the storm. In a hurry, he had no time to draw out his sword and could only wave his crossbow to repel his subordinates. However, countless hands grabbed him and pulled the once arrogant commander. Finally, Robert was pulled off the horse by the mercenaries. His armor was pulled to the side and his beard was half pulled off.

"We caught this tyrant." The mercenaries raised Robert excitedly. The embarrassed Robert was barefoot with one foot. The boots on the foot were picked up by the mercenaries on the gun. Robert tried his best to struggle, but the mercenaries around him were bluntly beaten him in the face with their fists.

"What should we do?" the mercenaries asked the adjutant. When the mercenaries rebelled, the adjutant wisely chose to remain silent, and now the adjutant seemed to have become the backbone of the mercenaries.

Seeing the riots of the mercenaries opposite, Schwab decisively ordered the Mark Legion to press forward. With the sound of drums and flutes, the square formation slowly advanced, and the roar of neat steps attracted the attention of the mercenaries.

"The enemy is coming, what should we do? Will we still fight?" the mercenaries asked the adjutant again.

"No, let's make peace with the nobles." The adjutant thought for a moment and made a decision.

"But, will the nobles agree?" The mercenaries looked at each other, worried that the nobles would repent. In this chaotic era, no one would put their lives in the words of others.

"The decision to attack was made by Robert. We will forgive us when we bring Robert to the nobles." The adjutant glanced at Robert, who was like a stray dog, and wondered in his heart how he would obey such a person for a long time.

"Ah, you dirty traitors, I curse your souls to hell, in the fire of hell, um." Robert heard the adjutant's decision and cursed, and he cursed angrily, but the mercenary who grabbed him immediately beat him unceremoniously, and then blocked his mouth with a stinking broken linen.

"That's how it's decided."

"Yes, we just obey orders." The mercenaries quickly made a decision, and then the adjutant and several mercenaries took Robert and walked towards the Mark Legion with flags.

"Stop moving forward." Seeing the mercenaries holding flags, Schwab ordered the legion, and under the order, the Mark Legion immediately stopped moving forward, but the cavalry wandered on both sides on guard.

"Sir, we ask for peace talks." The adjutant stood in front of the formation and shouted loudly. Seeing the spears standing in the hands of the spearmen and their high morale, the adjutant vowed that he would never fight with such a force again.

"Who are you?" Schwab led Otto and Liugudi forward together. The eagle flag representing Schwab's glory was flying high behind him. His strength represented dignity. Under this flag, the mercenaries lowered their rebellious heads.

"Great Lord, I am Robert's adjutant."

"What, his adjutant? Then what happened to Robert? Are you drunk?" Schwab said with a sarcastic look at Robert, who was held down by several mercenaries.

"The order to attack you was ordered by Robert, but we mercenaries agreed that this was a wrong decision. We asked for peace talks and handed over the troublemaker Robert to you, asking for your mercy and generosity." The adjutant was very eloquent, and he pushed all the responsibility to Robert.

"Sir, Captain Karen is looking for a meeting." Karen, who was originally watching the battle on the battlefield, also noticed the incident in Robert's troops. He hurried to the battlefield and happened to see this scene.

"Robert, I didn't expect you to be today, this is really a blessing from the Lord." Seeing Robert, who was like a broken dog, Karen's heart was filled with pleasure. This vicious jackal has now become a dog at slaughter.

"Captain Kalian, are you doing anything?"

"Sir, please hand Robert over to me for disposal." Captain Carlin asked.

"No, Robert attacked my territory, I must deal with him personally, so that I can safeguard my honor and power." Schwab shook his head and rejected Kalian's request. Schwab was at a legitimate reason to deal with his enemy himself, and Kalian could not object, let alone Schwab saved Kalian's life.

"So, sir, have you agreed to the peace talks?" The adjutant's eyes lit up when he heard Schwab want to deal with Robert himself.

"No, it's not a peace talk, it's a surrender." Schwab said firmly. The peace talks meant that these mercenaries would not be held accountable, and Schwab would not agree.

"What? We were not defeated after being surrendered, sir." The adjutant straightened his back and said proudly.

"Do you think you still have the strength to fight?" Schwab said with a smile. After the rebellion, the morale of the mercenaries had declined to the extreme. Morale was invisible and intangible, but it had an incredible role on the battlefield. A sheep led by a lion could definitely defeat a group of lions led by a sheep.

"That's right, but you definitely have to pay the price." The adjutant said stubbornly. This was related to the life and death of the mercenaries, and the adjutant fought with reason.

"Enough, if you don't surrender, I, Kalian will take my troops to attack you." In order to repay Schwab's life-saving grace and avenge his shame, Kalian decided to join Schwab's troops, not to mention that there is nothing scary about a unit that has lost its commander.

"We will never be captives." The forced adjutant said angrily. The fate of the defeated warriors was extremely miserable. They were often sold as slaves and eventually died of exhaustion in mines or paddle boats. Therefore, they would rather die than be free.

"You have misunderstood that although it is surrender, I guarantee your safety with the reputation of a knight, but you must swear allegiance to me and join my troops, and of course the remuneration is unchanged." Schwab assured the adjutant and swears to God.

"In this case, I need to discuss it with my people." The adjutant thought about it and felt that the conditions were very generous, so he left Robert to walk into the mercenary array. When he announced Schwab's conditions, the mercenaries cheered and were very satisfied with the conditions.

"Okay, Robert, you are responsible for your actions now." Schwab got off the horse, and his heavy armor made Schwab act slightly slow. When Schwab came to Robert's side, the arrogant mercenary leader was grabbed by his subordinates and knelt on the ground. Robert's eyes were filled with vicious resentment, and the two mercenaries grabbed Robert's shoulder and tore his shirt apart with force to reveal his neck.

"Sir, please, please." The mercenaries said to Schwab as usual. Schwab realized that this was to facilitate his sword to cut, so Schwab didn't say much and slowly pulled out his sword and aimed at Robert's exposed neck.

"Ah." Schwab raised the sword and slashed it hard. The sharp sword cut into Robert's neck and cut his head smoothly. A human head rolled onto the dirty soil. Blood in the body cavity sprayed out and sprinkled on Schwab's face. The body that had lost its head twitched on the ground for a moment and stopped its vitality forever. Schwab wiped Robert's body with the sword a few times, then put it back on the scabbard.
Chapter completed!