As the nephew of His Majesty the Emperor, Duke William was a very domineering man. If someone dares to disobey his orders, there is only one way to die.

Sir Dawson understands this perfectly!

"Just because of the Ming man I rescued?" Sir Dawson now understands why he ended up like this.

"Yes! It was because you rescued that Ming man that the Duke gave that order.

Let me tell you this, that Ming man fled after being assassinated in Paris. Who knows what happened to be brought back to Hamburg by that John.

But you showed his things to the Japanese again, and the Japanese went to sea again. If the news reaches the ears of the French, or it is known by the Ming people.

What will be brought to Hamburg will be a very, very big war, even more tragic than the previous one.

I smoked the war, and I didn't want to see so many people die. But the Duke wants to take advantage of this war to ascend to the throne.

Sir Dawson, what would you do if you were me? Earl Schmidt leaned against the tree, feeling a little powerless, this was the first time he had disobeyed the orders of Lord Wilhelm.

"Uh...... I do not know! Dawson is now in his head, all regretting that he wanted to save this Oriental for Mao. Because Mao wants to send him to the hospital, how did the magical intuition come about.

Hell yes! I don't have that intuition in the morning, and I don't have that intuition in the evening. It's just that at that moment, I actually had that damn intuition.

"Now the only way for you to survive is to go to His Majesty the Emperor. Dedicate that Oriental man to His Majesty the Emperor and stop this war. That way, you and your family will also live.

Belch...... Including me and my family. "Earl Schmidt is making a final struggle in his heart whether to let Sir Dawson go.

If you kill him now, then everything will still be done according to Duke William's will. For him, there is still the possibility of redemption.

"Do I have a choice?" Sir Dawson wept sadly. Now his head has been completely occupied by regret.

"You don't have a choice! Now, tell me about old John's home. "Count Schmidt, still straightened. At this time, it is better not to hesitate too much. Now that you've decided, do what you want.

Prussia could no longer withstand a war, at least for ten years.

"You're going to kill him?"

"Someone has to die, and the Duke is not my own eyes. In a moment you follow them and take a carriage to Fort Madgarg. I'll have someone pick up that Ming man too!

You give that Da Ming person surnamed Zheng and this to Your Majesty! Count Schmidt pulled a small bag from his bosom.

Sir Dawson took it and found the bag heavy. When I opened it, it turned out to be Zheng Sen's watch and belt clip.

"But how can I see His Majesty the Emperor!" Dawson's face was bitter, and he wasn't a big deal. Your Majesty the Emperor, how can he see it?

"They'll arrange it, you just follow them. Remember, tell His Majesty the Emperor everything you know. Whether you can save Prussia or not depends on you. Schmidt patted Sir Dawson on the shoulder.

"Old John's family lived in the third house west of the docks, and his daughter Mary and son-in-law Ian were on the boat that day." Dawson did not hesitate to betray Old John.

"Let's go! Be careful on the road, Martin will accompany you, and you must let the Daming man surnamed Zheng live. ”

"Got it, Lord Count!" Sir Dawson walked out into the woods, took a few steps and turned back: "Thank you! ”

"Good luck and may God bless you." Count Schmidt waved at him and disappeared into the dark woods.

In the evening, a fire broke out on the edge of the pier. Flames several meters high engulfed John Sr. and his family.

No one knows why the flames are so intense. It was only when the flames were extinguished the next morning that several bodies were found beyond recognition.

"It's all done?" Duke Wilhelm asked, looking at Schmidt, the red wine in the glass in his hand was as red as blood.

"Old John's family died in a fire, and the whole family of seven did not escape. Sir Dawson had not known where to go since before dinner yesterday. I'm looking too, and I think God should know where he is. Schmidt stood beside Duke Wilhelm and said carefully.

"Oh! Sir Martin is gone, do you know where he is? Duke William continued to shake the wine in his glass, he was very fond of wine, especially Bordeaux. For this purpose, he bought a château in Bordeaux for his wine.

"I think God will know that I have always followed your commands." Schmidt continued to bow down in reply.

"Hmmm! I'm still relieved that you're doing things, sit down, Schmidt don't be so restrained. Duke William gestured to the chair beside him.

Count Schmidt sat down in his chair as instructed by Duke William, still with a full face of humility.

"This is a wine from Bordeaux and the vintage is very good. You taste it! Taking a glass, Duke Wilhelm poured it for Count Schmidt himself.

"Thank you, Mr. Duke!" Count Schmidt took the glass and took a sip.

"I don't know why, Hamburg is the most famous beer, but I just like red wine." The wine in Duke William's hand shook constantly, and he sniffed it from time to time.

"The French wines are really good, especially the Bordeaux grapes have a lot of sunshine." Count Schmidt naturally knows the benefits of wine.

"What will Frederick do about this?" Duke William looked at Count Schmidt and asked.

"If people are found in Magdeburg, the French and the Ming will naturally not let His Majesty the Emperor go. I think, you need to prepare for war. Earl Schmidt continued to sip wine, and Duke Wilhelm poured him another glass and motioned for him to continue.

"How do you get us out?"

"It's a problem, after all, their stuff used to be in Hamburg. Whether it's the French or the Ming, they'll track it down. If they find out that a series of unexpected events, it is difficult for us to clean the hands and tails. ”

"I don't think we have to prepare for war. As long as the French and the Ming people make trouble, I will unite the French and the Ming people to force him to abdicate. Then, hand him over to the French and the Ming. As for the end? It's up to the French and the Ming to deal with him!

In this way, we were able to avoid war and obtain the throne. You can also make friends with Daming and the French! It is so important to befriend the Ming people, their technology is what we need the most. As long as we have access to their technology, coupled with the iron-blooded spirit of our Prussian soldiers, then we are invincible. ”

Duke William waved his hand very imposingly, and the wine in the glass in his hand almost spilled.

"But after all, he was the former emperor of Prussia, if he handed it over like this, then ......! Will public opinion be too ......! "Count Schmidt has to admit that this is a good idea.

"This is also something that cannot be helped, it can be said that it has become peace, and His Majesty the Emperor has volunteered to do so. I will make my uncle a national hero.

Frederick the Great! What a majestic name, he will go down in the annals of German history and shine through the ages. ”

"You're really...... Is......! Count Schmidt's face twisted.

"Dear Schmidt, if I become emperor in the future, I will definitely treat your son well. Little Gates is still a knight, and I'll let him inherit your title.

Forgive me, this matter is to be kept completely confidential. Complete secrecy, that is, no one in the know can live in this world. You know so much about it. ”

"Lord Duke, you ......!"

"Schmidt, they say you're a thoughtful person. Don't you notice that I've been holding the wine and not drinking a single sip?

Go in peace Schmidt, history won't remember you, but I will. After saying that, Duke William stood up and left.

"You're ......! You......! Count Schmidt rolled to the ground in pain, black blood coming out of his mouth.

On the way to Fort Madgar, a horse-drawn carriage sped along.

"I can't rush like this anymore, if he does, he'll die." Sir Martin said as he looked at Zheng Sen, who was constantly shaking.

"I always felt that the Duke would send someone to chase him." Sir Dawson, on the side, looked at Sir Martin with a blue face.

He did not know that Count Schmidt, who had let him go, now lie in the pit with his last breath left. Shovel after shovel of dirt was thrown at him, gradually burying his body.

"This man is very important, and we have to hand him over alive to His Majesty the Emperor. He had a gunshot wound and could no longer travel like this. Martin rolled Zheng Sen's eyelids and said to Sir Dawson in a panic.

"Okay!" Dawson had no choice but to do what Martin said.

This Ming man is so important that if he dies, it will cause a fierce war. Prussia, which had just shown signs of reunification, would return to fragmentation.

When they arrived at a post station, the postman changed his tired pack horse. While the carriage was at a standstill, Martin nervously changed Zheng Sen's medicine. In order to save Zheng Sen, Martin injected him with infant extract again.

This is one of the most useful drugs that has proven to be said over the years. In the European medical community, this thing is regarded as a precious medicinal material. The higher the purity, the more expensive the value.

From Hamburg to Madgerburg, a group of four people ran for two days and two nights.

Frederick was born in Saxony, so he lived in Magdeburg all year round and did not go to Berlin often.

The carriage pulled into the gates of Fort Maggar, and both Dawson and Martin breathed a sigh of relief. When you get here, it is the territory of His Majesty the Emperor, and no matter how powerful Duke William is, he can't play intrigue here.

Finding the entrance to the palace, the carriage was immediately stopped by the guards. Sir Dawson immediately got out of the car and handed a token in his hand to the guard: "I want to see Prime Minister Bismarck, quick!" Immediately! ”

The guard glanced at the token in his hand and said coldly, "Wait." ”

Dawson and Martin looked at the gates of the palace with longing eyes. But no matter how much he waited, the door did not open.

"Dawson, if this guy is not treated again, it is estimated that he will not last long." Looking at Zheng Sen's eyelids again, and touching the pulse on Zheng Sen's neck again, Martin reminded Dawson again.

"Got it! Got it! You give him another shot of your stuff. Dawson said irritably.