Chapter 685 Lavati's "Good News"
Leander's hand holding up the wine glass didn't put it down for a long time, and he stared at Ron motionlessly.
"This~" The smile on Ron's face gradually faded.
"Brother Ron, why do you speak so hesitantly, like a girl? Haven't you always been with Earl Art? Anyway, you know something about the orders of the Chinese army commanding the camp." Leander picked up the wine glass and took a sip of wine, then grabbed the roast chicken on the plate and tore off a chicken leg and handed it to Ron, while he tore off a piece of soft stewed wild boar and chewed it.
Ron looked at the chicken drumstick in his hand, put it into his mouth without saying a word, tore it into two bites, and then poured it into his stomach with a big gulp of beer.
Then he wiped a handful of grease from the corner of his mouth, looked around, approached Leander, and whispered softly: "Sir Leander, to tell you the truth, I do know some news~"
Leander quickly put down the half piece of wild boar meat in his hand and listened carefully to the internal information revealed by Ron.
Ron said this and put his feet on the chair beneath him, then picked up the unfinished chicken legs and continued to enjoy them.
“By the way, brother Ron, why haven’t you seen the monarch for so long?” Leander still refused to give up.
"Your Majesty?" Ron raised his eyes and glanced at Leander.
"Yes, Your Majesty," Leonder repeated.
Ron licked the grease on his fingers, wiped it on his trouser legs, and said seriously: "The monarch has been patrolling the occupied territory in recent days. My master also just came back from the north this morning, with the purpose of formulating a plan to attack Soronborg."
"Inspecting the territory?" Leonder thought silently in his mind. Obviously, he had some doubts about Ron's words. But I was afraid that if I asked any more questions, my true purpose would be revealed, so I didn’t ask any more questions.
After having enough wine and food, Leander took Ron to the vicinity of Art's residence before leaving.
As soon as Leander left, Ron hurried back.
"..—Master, it's not good!"
When Ron pushed away Art's study, Robert had already left.
"Ron, how many times have I told you, don't panic when something happens-" As Art spoke, he was stuffing the book collection in his hand into the top shelf of the bookshelf. Robert got it from the church deacon when he visited the bishop of the Diocese of Santia City.
"Sir, Sir Leander is inquiring about the whereabouts of the monarch~"
Suddenly, Art slowly withdrew his outstretched hand from the thick ancient book in the middle of the bookshelf.
"Who?"
"Sir Leander, that's it~" Ron was about to explain further, but Art suddenly interrupted him by raising his hand.
"I know."
Obviously, Leonde's appearance is no coincidence in Art's opinion.
"Maybe something happened to the Palace Guards too~" Art thought silently in his mind.
As soon as the rumor that Flanders had been killed spread in Besançon, the officers of the Royal Palace Guards came quietly to inquire about Flanders. If this was a coincidence, even a fool would not believe it.
"What did you tell him?" After thinking for a moment, Art suddenly asked.
"I told him just as you told me. Strangely enough, he didn't continue to ask me about the monarch after hearing this." Ron touched his head, confused.
"Sir Leander has been with the monarch for many years. Although he is a rough man, he is definitely not stupid. I think it is probably because rumors of the monarch's assassination have spread around in recent days. Some people in the Palace Guards can't sit still. "Sir, if this is really the case, will the Palace Guards~" Ron hesitated to speak. In his opinion, the Palace Guards, as the personal bodyguards of King Flanders, are likely to cause civil strife once they learn that Flanders has been killed.
"No!" Art said firmly. "On the contrary, when we attack Soronborg, the news of the death of the monarch can actually increase the combat effectiveness of the Palace Guards."
hh "Sir, what do you mean~ to disclose this matter to the Palace Guards before attacking Soronborg?"
"That's right! The main body of the Palace Guards is mainly composed of former Longxia soldiers. Most of them have fought with the monarch in various places in the southern continent, and they are loyal to him. Sooner or later, the truth about the assassination of the monarch will be revealed. In this case, it is better to use this to ignite the flame of revenge in their hearts and vent all their hatred on the Lombards."
"Now we have a large area of land and cities in northern Lombardy in our hands. In the battle outside Santia, the strength of the Lombards was greatly reduced and they were no longer able to stop our attack. Previously, I chose to conceal the matter because the news of the assassination of the monarch would affect the morale of the army. Now. The time is basically ripe, and everything is under my control. No matter how much that old guy, Duke Witto, messes with it, I have no fear."
Ron stood aside and listened with enthusiasm. In the blueprint drawn by Art, he seemed to have seen the dawn of victory~
In the afternoon, in the room at the corner of the second floor of the hotel where Leander and the two guards were resting in the west of the city, the last guard who returned closed the door and looked at Leander who was already packing his luggage. He stepped forward and said, "Lord Leander, according to your instructions, I went to several places where the king may appear, but Nothing was found."
Looking at the disappointed look on the guard's face, Leander said softly: "Okay, hurry up and pack your things, we will go back immediately."
Obviously, he no longer intends to continue searching for the whereabouts of King Flanders.
After packing their bags, several people hurried downstairs and paid the room fee. Then he walked to the hotel, got on his horse, and galloped away along the way he came.
When the group of people arrived outside Lavati City, it was almost dark. Since he was not in a hurry, Leonde entered the city with two guards, planning to rest for the night and rush back to the station the next morning. When a few people arrived at the north gate of Lavati, the guild leader Mario was escorting five Lombard prisoners to the gate with forty Lavati garrison soldiers.
Mario, who was sitting on the brown war horse, obviously lost himself in the cheers of the people.
"Lavati will surely prosper again under the leadership of Lord Mario ~"
It is not difficult to see that these guys suffered a lot after being caught. The tattered clothes and bare feet are no different from those of homeless people begging for money in the city; the scars and bruises all over their bodies must be traces of being tortured after being caught; the fear in their eyes and their fragile nerves make them appear helpless in front of the angry citizens.
The three of them stood on the side of the road and watched the crowd gradually go away. Then they returned to the main road and walked to the other side of the city. Accompanied by the guards, Mario took the captured Lombard spies and walked north along the commercial road after leaving the city.
The spectators did not return to the city one after another until it got dark.
early yesterday morning, after several days and nights of platooning and undercover investigation, the Lavati city guards finally captured the group of Lombard palace spies in a remote hotel in the city.
What happened is this—
That day, before leaving Lavati, Art called Mario aside alone and told him how to catch this group of Lombard spies as soon as possible.
That night, Mario followed Art's plan and secretly arranged a large number of guards in the places where the Lombard spies had been. Two days passed without any sign of the Lombard spies. Just when everyone suspected that the Lombard spies had already escaped from Lavati, on the night of the third day, these guys actually came out again in the dead of night.
After these spies posted the notices full of rumors, the Lavati guards who were hiding in the dark and watching did not rush to take action. Instead, they followed the Lombard spies on their way back and followed them to the remote hotel in the city.
Just when these Lombard spies thought their actions were flawless, the Lavati escort suddenly ambushed outside the door and broke in.
Beheaded on the spot two Lombard palace spies who tried to resist. Seeing that the situation was over, the others stopped resisting and surrendered.
After tortured these guys, Mario did not get any useful information from these spies.
Happily, he planned to personally send these tough-talking guys to Santia City and hand them over to Art. After all, he had heard that no one could hide any secret from the Earl of Northland.
Perhaps this is an exaggeration in the eyes of outsiders, but the people under Art are definitely better than Mario in torture of prisoners.
So, Mario formed this escort team, intending to personally deliver this "good news" to Art.
In the early hours of the morning, the lights in Art's study were still on.
From evening until late at night, he was in the Chinese army command camp listening to Otto, Angus and others about the battle plan agreed upon during today's military meeting. After identifying several important issues, Art and several others studied in front of the map for half a day, discussing issues such as supplies along the way and determining the marching speed.
When Art returned to his residence, there were only a few people on the street.
After returning to the residence, Ron ordered the kitchen to prepare stewed broth and a few slices of fine wheat bread for Art.
After simply filling his stomach, Art braved his sleepiness and took out the ancient book that he had stuffed in during the day. This was specially obtained by Art from the city of Santia by the Chinese military officials. It records the knowledge about the history, humanities, geography and religion of the city of Santia and the surrounding five cities and ten capitals.