The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

Hans Flatt got up from the hot water in the bathroom.

This morning, as the defender, he accompanied Magnus de la Gardia to meet Victor at the dock.

In the same way, unlike the Governor of Riga, who Victor said non-stop, Hans Follett focused on the mercenaries on the troop carrier who leaned out of the ship’s side and looked at the excitement.

At this look, Hans Follett couldn't take his eyes off as if he saw a stunning beauty.

With his extraordinary power of observation and experience in leading soldiers, Hans Follett can see at a glance that these mercenaries are absolutely top-notch, and even in Germany, there is no better one—many faces. The weather-beaten, full-fledged veteran of a hundred battles.

Hans Follett likes them because they will become their capital for advancement.

Hans Flatt’s idol is General Robert Douglas.

As an ordinary knight from Scotland, General Robert Douglas started his own business because of the favor of Queen Christina, and eventually became a prominent general and won the seat of parliament.

What Hans Follett strives for is exactly such a road that is so prosperous.

It's just that Hans Flatt did not get the special favor of God like Robert Douglas. Although he was brave and strong and energetic, he never had the opportunity to perform in front of King Karl X.

Finally, he retreated to a position under Marshal Arvid Wedenberg, and followed the Marshal into Poland. He was ambitious and eager to pursue Juelu, and drew on wealth. But fate had tricked him again. In Warsaw, Arvid Widenberg’s army was defeated, and the Marshal himself was imprisoned by the Poles. As a captive, Hans Follett had to surrender all the spoils he had obtained in exchange for his own life. Hans Follett, who returned to Sweden, almost lost his thoughts, and his endless loss almost made him seriously ill.

After this, he was assigned to Governor Magnus de la Gardia. Served under the Governor's command. To be honest, Hans Follett looked down on Magnus. He thought that the governor of Riga could not achieve this high position only by relying on nepotism. And Magnus de la Gardia didn't have a good face to the front subordinates of Arvid Widenberg, and only assigned him the role of a city guard.

But recently, Hans Follett found that fate smiled at him again. Magnus de la Gardia suddenly started to get close to him, not only to increase his salary, but also to reward him with a house in Riga. Hans Flatt had no idea why Magnus suddenly got close to him. Later, Hans Follett learned that His Majesty King Carl X was about to send a group of thousands of mercenaries to Riga, and these men would join the battle in Lithuania under the leadership of Magnus. .

Magnus de la Gardia was a civil servant, and marching and fighting was not his specialty. That's why he suddenly became affectionate to himself, in order to rely on his military talents.

Although the Governor of Riga was using himself, Hans Follett was willing to be used.

Hans Flatt is confident that although Magnus seems to be using himself now, he is not using the governor of Riga. Waiting for the battlefield, Magnus who can't fight can only be at his mercy. Once he has made the merits, he will have the opportunity to bow to the monarch and ask His Majesty Carl X to be enlightened by Pu Enrong, and he will be able to obtain the privileges and the authorization edict that the nobles dream of: "This member is begging for grace with fist and fist, and I miss him. There is the righteousness to sacrifice one's life to overcome the difficulties, the loyalty to serve the country through hard work, and the merits and virtues to be prosperous, and to give..." Yunyun.

In the Kingdom of Sweden, I don’t know how many people used this road to win wealth and high-ranking officials. Through this road, large tracts of land that originally belonged to God and the king will be transferred to private hands; through this road, even beggars who are not well-known can become dignitaries and can count on their children and grandchildren to join them. Among the nobles.

Hans Flatt put on the bathrobe. He was about to go back to me and fell asleep after drinking a small glass of sweet wine. The housekeeper suddenly came to report that someone had come to visit him.

It was so late, and he took a shower and changed his clothes. Hans Follett didn't want to see the guests anymore, but when the butler reported that the man claimed to be an officer of the mercenary who came to Riga this morning, Hans Follett Wright changed his mind.

These people are about to become their own subordinates, and it is necessary to build a good relationship with them in advance and connect with them. They should not be allowed to think that they are superior and unkind chiefs.

This is also the imperial skill that Hans Follett has experienced for many years under Alvid Wedenberg.

Shortly after the steward left, Hans Follett put on his military uniform again. He walked into the reception room and saw a man with his back facing him.

Hans Follett was a little disappointed, because he could tell from his back that he was an old man who was very old.

Such a person's status among mercenaries will certainly not be very high, because mercenaries eat youthful meals, and they don't have a tradition of respecting the old and loving the young.

"You want to see me?" Hans Flatt asked.

That tone, full of arrogance.

The old man stood up and turned his head.

Hans Follett was pale, he staggered back three or four steps, and then he held the door frame.

"Gen...Marshal!" Hans Follett stammered.

He didn't expect Alvid Wedenberg to appear here.

No, he should have been in a Polish prison.

Hans Follett looked flustered, but Alvid Wedenberg looked complacent.

After knowing that Hans Follett was among the officers in Riga, Alvid Widenberg started his idea. He knows the character of his past subordinate very well, that is to climb up to be a person who can be desperate and betray everything.

"Long time no see, Hans Follett. Come, sit down. I have something to tell you." Arvid Widenberg said.

In that tone, it's like this is my own home.

But Hans Follett not only did not disobey the slightest, but obediently did it.

Arvid Wiedenberg’s Juggernaut is so, even if three or four years have passed, the color still remains unchanged.

Hans Follett sat down and put his hands on his knees, like a child listening to the teacher's instructions.

Arvid Widenberg sat upright, and he said to Hans Follett: "You should be surprised why I am here."

Hans Follett said in a daze: "Yes...no, not surprised, Marshal, you can be here to show that the Poles are afraid of His Majesty the King and finally released you. Marshal, Your Majesty sent you to command the new arrival today. Mercenaries?"

Alvid Wedenberg shook his head.

"The Poles were afraid of Karl X, and they let me go. It was not Karl X who sent me to command the mercenaries, but Her Majesty Queen Christina."

Hans Follett squeezed his fist on his knee.

He is not himself. At the same time that Arvid Wiedenberg said Christina's name, Hans Flatt's mind immediately came to the mind of the Polish tactics-the snipe and the clam fight, and the fisherman gains.

Hans Flatt looked out the window for the first time since talking.

The stars were shining in the sky, but the city guard felt that it was the jewel inlaid on the scepter; the rustling of the wind blowing on the windows and doors, to him, was like the rustling of a general's banner.

"God finally didn't forget me, and sent me wealth." Hans Flatt thought.

Alvid Wiedenberg did not seem to notice Hans Follett’s anomaly. He continued to say to himself: "Hans, you are my old subordinate. I thought of it when I knew you were in Riga. For you, you should know how much honor is waiting for you in your service for Her Majesty."

"It should be said how big a gallows is waiting for me." Hans Flatt said in his heart.

At this point, greed has overcome Hans Follett's fear of Alvid Wedenberg. In his eyes, Alvid Widenberg was as straight as a moving treasure chest, and behind it was a bigger one.

"I know, of course I know. Lord Marshal." Hans Flatt stood up, "It is an honor for me to be of service to Her Majesty the Queen. Marshal, you are thirsty after you have said so much, and I will do it for you. Glass of wine."

With that, Hans Follett went straight to the wine cabinet.

When Hans Follett, with his back to Alvid Wiedenberg, was opening the drawer, Alvid Widenberg’s voice sounded from behind.

"Hans, what you want to show me is not only a glass of red wine, but also a pair of shackles."

Hans Follett was stunned when he heard this. He felt himself transparent in front of Alvid Wedenberg.

He did think so. In the wine cabinet, there is not only delicious red wine, but also a pistol in the wine cabinet.

In Hans Flatt's opinion. I participated in the rebellion and did not get Alvid Wedenberg and Christina to the Governor Magnus de la Gardia quickly.

Hey! Relying on the strength of his own hand to put down a rebellion, His Majesty the King knew how long and happy he would be. At that time, what is the great thing about Magnus de la Gardia? He is the first hero of the kingdom because he rescued the entire kingdom from the civil war. When it was time to confer the title, those who had despised themselves would nod and bow at him, and would respond to their requests. He could even sit directly as a general...

Arvid Widenberg’s voice once again sounded behind him: "I know you too much~www.readwn.com~Hans. You might laugh secretly, since I know you so well, why didn’t I expect that I would betray you? What if you betray me? It’s nothing more than letting me stay in Magnus’ prison for a long time. I can tell you that there are already many people on my side in Riga, and their identities are better than you. At the pier, thousands of well-equipped and well-trained mercenaries are ready, they will soon occupy the city. I just miss you for so many years after you saddled my horse, and want to give you a chance ."

Hans Follett pushed the chest of drawers back with his hand. He turned around, twitching his face and said, "Marshal, you don't want to blame me."

"When I lied to you, why not lied to you." Alvid Widenberg said blankly.

Alvid Wedenberg’s words made Hans Flatt drum up.

He began to convince himself: "Following Marshal Wiedenberg’s rebellion is dangerous, but once it succeeds, the profit is rich enough, because the queen is also a generous person. And Magnus de la Gardia Guy, he might take the credit for catching the traitorous leader as his own, and it only took a few hundred talers to dismiss me—he didn’t do it that way. I, Hans Flatt, are not afraid of death, because What I eat is a meal with a knife head licking blood, so why not give it a try, try a bigger fame."

After a while, perhaps only a few minutes have passed for Arvid Wiedenberg, but it has been a century as long for Hans Follett. He finally said: "Marshal, I will do with you. NS."

Arvid Widenberg finally showed a smile. He walked up to Hans Follett and patted him on the shoulder as affectionately as before.

"No, not for me, but for the queen."