Inside the hospital, Duke William was almost mad when he saw Zheng Sen with a face like gold and paper.

The man who disappeared in Paris three days ago was actually brought to the burger by that damn John. It's good now, I just wanted to see the excitement of the French, but now I'm fucking lively.

If the Prussian emperor had known about this, he would have gone mad with anger.

If no one knows about it, forget it. Quietly dispose of the person yourself, and you'll be fine.

But damn Dawson, he actually thought he was smart enough to ask a Japanese national. What was supposed to be a dead man's thing suddenly appeared in Hamburg. As soon as this news leaked out, the armies of France and the Ming Dynasty would have set foot on Hamburg.

The Ming army was too strong, Sir Dawson had never seen it, but Duke William had seen those battleships as high as a mountain. A cannonball is as tall as an adult!

Ravaged by such shells, Duke Wilhelm felt that there was nothing left of Hamburg except in ruins.

"What should I do?" Duke William turned back and asked Earl Schmidt, the chief intelligence officer.

"I can only ...... Save him, you must save him at any cost. Only by living him can we have an account with the Ming Empire, and at the same time, the relationship between Prussia and the Ming Empire will be greatly improved in the future.

If he dies, we can only wait for the attack of France and Daming. Napoleon, that Corsican monster, will definitely blame us for the attack on the Ming envoys. ”

Schmidt swallowed with difficulty, if France and the Ming Dynasty jointly attacked Hamburg, it is estimated that the Prussian emperor would have to protect himself.

"Martin, didn't you hear Schmidt? Quick, you must bring him back to life. If he dies, the burger is finished. Duke William roared angrily.

"Oh! Yes, my Lord Duke. Hearing Duke William's words, Martin hurriedly took the doctors and nurses and began to rescue them in a decent manner.

Zheng Sen, who was originally just thrown there and left to fend for himself, was immediately surrounded by people in white coats. Gunshot wounds that had been hastily treated were immediately re-treated.

"Lord Duke, let's ...... Should this matter be reported to His Majesty the Emperor? Schmidt whispered to Duke Wilhelm.

Duke William looked at Zheng Sen, who was being rescued, and gritted his teeth. This matter is too serious, even if he is a duke, it is still impossible for him to bear it.

If this person dies in Hamburg, it will be a big trouble, the kind that can destroy the world.

"If you don't tell His Majesty the Emperor, you will be in trouble, Lord Duke. The pigeon came back with a message saying that Paris was crazy looking for this man.

And Napoleon had already blockaded Paris, and his Praetorian Guards were everywhere catching suspects. Anyone involved in this matter will be guillotined. Schmidt tried to let Duke Wilhelm know the seriousness of the matter.

"He needs to give an explanation to the Ming people, if it weren't for the Ming people supporting him behind his back, he would have been defeated a long time ago." The Seventh Anti-French Coalition almost succeeded, and now Duke William still feels that this is the greatest regret of his life.

"If this matter is known to the Ming people, ...... His Majesty the Emperor also needs an explanation. Don't forget, Lord Duke, that Japanese man has already gone to sea. If he goes via Amsterdam, or Caen...... Most likely, the French will get the news in three days.

At that time, if you talk to His Majesty the Emperor, it will be too late. Moreover, it also takes time to get from Hamburg to Magdeburg, and we don't have an airship to call. "Schmidt is also bitter, but I don't know what this Duke is still hesitating about.

"If this person dies ......, do we have to prepare for war?"

"Lord Duke, even if we are preparing for war, we must inform His Majesty the Emperor." Schmidt spoke with some anxiety.

"But if you tell Frederick about it, he ...... He handed me over to the Ming people to vent his anger, so what should I do? Duke Wilhelm turned his head and looked at Schmidt with his aqua blue eyes.

"Uh...... This one......! Schmidt was speechless because he knew it was very possible.

In the face of pressure from France and the Ming Dynasty, the former anti-French alliance was no longer united. It is very likely that Frederick the Great will hand over the Duke, not to mention that Bismarck, the old fellow, has always been at odds with the Duke.

"Lord Duke, what do you mean ......!" Schmidt felt that Duke Wilhelm's eyes were gradually becoming ferocious.

"If this man dies, it makes people think that Frederick did it. So...... can we join forces with the French to take out Frederick, the old bastard? ”

Schmidt felt that the blood was gushing up, what Duke William had not said was ......, if Frederick was forced to abdicate, then in terms of blood and strength, only Duke William could ascend the throne.

Duke William is going to take advantage of this matter and make a big gamble.

"But if this person is saved, we will be able to ease relations with Daming, and we will also be able to get Daming's funding." Schmidt accompanies the careful.

It has only been a few years since the last war, and all of us have not forgotten the painful memories of the war. Schmidt did not want to provoke such a large-scale war, he knew that once the man died. Under a series of reactions, a lot of people will die, many, many people.

Even, more people died than in the last war.

If it goes on like this, Prussia will be ruined. Germany could never have had such a good chance of reunification again!

"Kill him, secretly. Then find a way to get the corpse to Fort Madgarg! And that Dawson, John, and all those who have something to do with it, just kill them anyway.

And...... Find a way to get their corpses to Madegarburg. Just make it look like you've been killed by Frederick, I know you can do it. Duke William glanced at Zheng Sen, who was being rescued, again, patted Earl Schmidt on the shoulder, and then walked out of the hospital.

The sound of big leather boots sounded in the corridor, and it seemed to step on the heart of Count Schmidt.

It's horrible, it's horrible.

This old man really wanted to use this incident to provoke a war, and then sit on the throne of the king of Prussia.

Whether he succeeded or not, if he did, he would be a sinner of the German nation. Count Schmidt also glanced at Zheng Sen and beckoned to Martin.

"Earl, there's some trouble." Martin walked over and took off his mask.

"Save him!" Throwing down three words, Schmidt also walked out of the hospital.

"But ......, it takes a lot of precious medicinal materials." Martin shouted into Schmidt's back.

"Then use it, at all costs." Schmidt turned, his hands clenched into fists and nodded at Martin.

Walking out of the hospital, Schmidt looked at the gloomy sky and took a deep breath. Autumn in Hamburg is much colder than in Paris, and I exhaled and walked to the pier.

Sir Dawson's home was on the docks, and perhaps it was because of this that he applied to Duke William for a job in managing the docks.

Walking into Sir Dawson's house, his wife was cooking fish. The smell of fish fills the room! There are many benefits to managing a marina, one of which is that there is never a shortage of seafood at home.

"Oh God! Count Schmidt, how did you have time? When Sir Dawson saw Earl Schmidt, he immediately greeted him with a smile. Perhaps he felt that Schmidt had come to give him a reward from Duke William.

"It's nothing, I just came to see you, haven't eaten yet?" Duke Schmidt glanced in the direction of the kitchen.

This kind of low-level little nobleman has no servants at home. Sir Dawson's wife was busy in the kitchen. Three yellow-haired children were staring at themselves at the door.

"I haven't eaten yet, the food at home is simple, and those who don't dislike it can have dinner at home." Sir Dawson was a little embarrassed, and could tell that the dinner was not good.

"Forget it! Let's go out and talk about it, right in the woods over there. Count Schmidt pointed to the woods not far away.

"Oh! Okay, I'll wear a dress first. Sir Dawson went back into the house and put on his coat, and as he carried it out, he rubbed his son's unkempt hair, which was like a chicken coop.

Perhaps, that hair is like a chicken nest because he rubbed it.

The two men walked into the woods one after the other, expecting Count Schmidt to stop. Unexpectedly, Count Schmidt kept walking into the depths of the woods.

It took about twenty minutes before Count Schmidt stopped.

"Your ......, Lord Earl!" It was getting dark, and the light in the woods was dim. Sir Dawson was also a man who had been on the battlefield, and he was keenly aware of the dark shadows lurking in the darkness.

"Click!" A revolver appeared in Count Schmidt's hand, and he broke the hammer.

"What are you doing here, Lord Earl?" Sir Dawson was horrified to find that the muzzle of the revolver was pointed at him.

"Dawson, I don't want to kill you either. But I can't help it, who asked you to bring back that Ming man, and also let the Japanese people identify the things of the Ming people. Now that the Wa people are gone, the Duke thinks that keeping you shut up is a good way to reduce trouble. Earl Schmidt pointed a gun at Sir Dawson's head, and the frightened Sir Dawson wanted to say something, but he "gurgled" in his throat for a long time, and did not say a word.

"My lord, my children are still young. Please! Please! Sir Dawson begged sadly, and only ten minutes before Sir Dawson thought he had come to accept the reward.

"The Duke's orders, I can't help it." After Count Schmidt finished speaking, he pulled the trigger in his hand.

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out, and the birds in the woods were startled a lot, and they flew out with a whirl.

Smoke was rising from the barrel of Earl Schmidt's revolver, but Sir Dawson was still standing across from him. He was so frightened that his pants were peeing, and the feeling of bullets flying past his body would make anyone pee their pants.

"Well, Sir Dawson has been executed." Earl Schmidt withdrew his revolver and looked at Sir Dawson, who was confused.

"Your ......, Lord Earl!"

"The Duke's orders are not to be disobeyed, you know. But I don't want to kill you, Dawson, you're a good man. "Count Schmidt put the revolver in his holster.

"Uh......!" Sir Dawson still didn't understand which one Earl Schmidt was playing.

"Dawson, if you let the Duke know you're still alive. Then, not only will your family never survive again. Even I'm going to die. Do you understand? ”

"Yes!" Sir Dawson nodded in horror.