Swiss mercenaries are warlike and good at fighting, but at the end of the day, they are just a group of migrant workers who survive by force.

The so-called mercenary captain is a position rather than a title, and in layman's terms, it is not an exaggeration to call it a contractor.

Looking at Tepes, as the Grand Duke of Wallachia, he can be regarded as the CEO of a large independent company.

Although this company is operating very badly and may collapse at any time, it is by no means comparable to more than two dozen contract foremen.

The gap in status brings absolute suppression, even if Tsepes is the devil, he is also the devil with the title of grand duke.

Because of this, in the face of naked threats, those who were pointed out were silent.

Last night's torrential rain and lightning strikes had made their nerves sensitive and fragile.

More than anger, they feel fear.

They are not insane, and no one wants to sacrifice meaninglessly in vain.

And Cepes perfectly interprets what it means to be crazy.

Crazy enough to make the mercenaries think that if they insist on leaving, it will cause a brutal and bloody battle.

Of course, Tepes wasn't crazy at all, he was just a good actor who was gambling big.

Looking at the state of the mercenaries, he was sure that he could stud off the last bargaining chip.

"All mercenary captains, come out."

The voice is not high, but it has an irrefutable penetrating power.

The mercenary captain present was used to following orders, so he subconsciously walked out of the team.

Sweeping his gaze, Tsepeš continued:

"Didn't you say twenty-one squads? Who hasn't come out yet. ”

Seeing that Tsepes seemed to be angry, Wawrinka on the side immediately pointed to the guy on the ground and explained.

"My lord, Marshall is one of the captains.

"Find a bucket of cold water and splash him awake, he doesn't even have the right to faint without my permission."

I have to say that Tyron Marshall's physical fitness is very good, he was cut off an ear, his mouth was full of teeth, and after he woke up, he didn't need help from others and was able to stand on his own.

It took about half a minute for this guy to completely recall what happened before.

He glared at Tsepes, and this was a very vile disguise to hide the fear in his heart.

Seeing through this guy at a glance, Cepes wants him to play the final supporting role for this good show.

"I don't like the way you look at you, don't force me to gouge out your eyes. That scene must be very disgusting. ”

The way Tsepes spoke seemed to be small talk, but the content made the listener tremble.

Marshall's eyelids twitched, and he was considering whether to maintain his last stubbornness.

However, Tsepesh did not give him time to think about it, and the next moment, he drew the saber at his waist.

"If you don't accept it, okay, I'll give you another chance."

Instead of killing Marshall, Cepes made a move that surprised everyone.

He turned his sword around and reached for Marshall, who could grasp the hilt of the sword with a slight movement.

This scene overwhelmed everyone, and so did Marshall.

And then, Tepes explained this.

"Hold the sword, stab it hard, my life is yours."

Crazy, outright crazy, at the moment not only the Swiss think so, but even the extremists of the hermitage.

And the performance of Cepes continues.

"I'll count three, three."

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three!"

After counting three times lightly, the whole process, Marshall's trembling hands, without the slightest movement.

Of course, if this guy moves, Tsepes can't wait to die, and he is sure to avoid the attack.

"You're useless if you give you a chance!"

Retracting his saber, Cepes yelled at Marshall.

Everyone around gasped, they all knew that a crazy monarch was more terrible than the devil.

As a client, Marshall collapsed to the ground, his heart beating wildly.

And Tepes's gamble is not over yet, and the final link of the card is still missing.

"Make a choice, do you want to stay in Wallachia voluntarily, or have people buried here forever."

As he spoke, Cepes's gaze swept across the faces of all the mercenary captains, and these battle-hardened veterans actually had a chilling feeling.

There was silence at the scene, waiting for several mercenary captains to give answers, and Wawrinka and Goffin on the side wanted to say something, but looking at Cepes's face, they swallowed their words back.

"My lord, I'm willing to stay."

Marshall, who was paralyzed on the ground, was the first to give an answer, and the shock that Cepes had brought to him just now made him not hesitate at all.

"I'm willing to stay in Wallachia."

"I would too."

……

All the mercenary captains all expressed their attitudes, and instead of worrying about bad luck in the future, it was more terrifying to have the crazy monarch in front of them.

The captains stated, in fact, all the mercenaries stated, and the contract had been signed between them before they left Switzerland.

Even if there is no contractual constraint, it is estimated that no one is stupid enough to insist on leaving at this moment.

Scanning all the mercenary captains again, a bright smile appeared on Tsepesh's face, just like the two of them just judged.

And this, instead of making the Swiss mercenaries feel relaxed, made them more sure that Tsepes was a moody madman.

"Prepare the employment contract, and we'll sign it here."

When dealing with Swiss mercenaries, any coercion and inducement is not as effective as a paper contract.

If the contract had been signed in advance, there would not have been so many branches, and in the final analysis, Wawrinka had not done his job properly.

He, a military contractor, did not sign a second-level contract with his mercenary captain, but instead brought them to sign a first-level contract with Cepes.

A small square table was placed in the center of the two teams, and it didn't take long for twenty-one contracts to be drawn up.

Swiss mercenaries do not have many requirements for their employers, but generally two. First, pay commissions on time; Second, do not fight with your compatriots.

If both sides of the war have Swiss mercenaries, they will be reduced by an equal amount, and the difference will be involved in the battle.

Tsepes was fully able to understand and accept it, read all the contracts, and signed his name in the corresponding position.

The twenty-one mercenary captains also signed on it, and each team signed two copies, each keeping one copy.

With the signing of the name, the turmoil caused by the unusual accident was finally successfully overcome.

In Switzerland, of course, the Grand Duke of Wallachia has a new nickname, the Mad Monarch.

Tsepeš didn't care about this, and in the days to come, he would have more nicknames.

Rageful, bloodthirsty, and spurned by enemies, in this era, the pride of a monarch.

Putting away all the contracts, he came to Wawrinka's side and said in a solemn tone:

"I'm going to reconsider, the positioning of your military contractor."

"I'm prepared, sir"

Wawrinka has taken it in peace, and so far, this is the best outcome.