Looking at Mazaka in front of him, Buel felt as if his chest was about to be angry.
"Look what you're doing today!
You still have the ability, you dare to recklessly rush into Your Majesty's meal, if Your Majesty investigates, do you know that you are definitely a big crime!
” "Hehe, Lord Buel, I was also a little excited after hearing about this incident, and I couldn't help it!"
Hearing Buel's words, Mazaka touched his head and laughed stupidly.
Seeing Mazaka's appearance, Buel felt that he couldn't express his anger in his heart, after all, who would go to see a reckless man.
"In this way, tomorrow morning I will take your people into the city, and His Majesty will leave this matter to you and me to handle, then it is obvious that His Majesty has his purpose, and this matter is not good to come forward in the form of a government, since this is the case, I will leave it to you, and I will wait for you at the Frankfurt Public Security Department early tomorrow morning!"
Apparently a man as clever as Buel had understood William's intention in leaving the matter to him and Mazaka.
Although Hanberk and Joderson were members of the royal guard, they were also Prussian soldiers, and in this kind of thing that could easily cause diplomatic accidents, according to the convention, William should have left it to Locks, but William did not do it, so the intention is somewhat intriguing.
Listening to Buel's words, Mazaka asked in astonishment: "Then how do we get into the city?"
"Foolish, think about it yourself!
You're going to take this as a fight!
” After saying that, Buel shook his head and walked away, muttering as he walked: You can't teach your son.
After breaking up with Buel.
Mazaka rushed back to the Prussian barracks stationed outside Frankfurt, of course, the gates of Frankfurt were closed at night, but this kind of closing of the gates was only effective for the common people and the little nobles.
And for a Prussian officer like Mazaka, such an order was simply waste paper.
Even if they gave those Frankfurt city guards three guts, they would not dare to stop Mazaka from leaving Frankfurt.
"Hey, go and gather our brethren, I have been instructed by His Majesty the King, and we will go to Frankfurt early tomorrow morning to teach those bitches a good lesson!"
Back in the barracks, I looked at the subordinates who were full of expectation.
Mazaka smiled and then gave a loud order to the officers in front of him.
"Hooray!"
"I've wanted to teach those bastards a lesson for a long time, and I don't want to see who we are, and we dare to detain Hanberk and Yodson!"
"Hey, hey.
When the time comes, don't let those people cry out of fear."
Hearing Mazaka's order, the officers cheered, and then they quickly dispersed.
The atmosphere was as if a big war was coming.
The speed was so fast that Mazaka couldn't help but scold, "These bunnies!
” You must know that in the past two years, although Prussia has not had large-scale wars with other countries, and the guards as the king's guards naturally have no room to use, which makes the soldiers who have been training hard all the time hold a fire in their hearts, and now there is an opportunity to vent their energy in a grand manner, these officers are naturally rejoicing.
Of course, Mazaka was not a reckless man, otherwise he would not have ordered to be dispatched early tomorrow morning.
You know, it's night.
If the Prussian army outside the city was mobilized on a large scale at this time, it would obviously make the nobles and the city guards in Frankfurt unable to sleep.
If the Frankfurt grandsons were too scared to open the door, things would not be easy.
It was a particularly long night for the men of the 1st Guards Cavalry Regiment, especially the 3rd Battalion to which Hanbock belonged, and the entire battalion, from the officers to the soldiers, was all gearing up, and just looking at the atmosphere would make people shudder.
The morning of May 29, 1790, arrived as usual, and the entire 1st Cavalry Regiment was ready for battle in the Prussian barracks outside the city.
Looking at the soldiers in front of him who were wearing all their uniforms, Mazaka's head was full of black lines "Who made you wear military uniforms!
Don't you fools know that you can't get into Frankfurt in military uniforms?
Now I order everyone to put on civilian clothes on the outside of my uniform, and let all the carriages of the logistics department pull out for me and put all my weapons on the carriage!
In addition, the first battalion stayed in the camp, and the rest of the men met here in half an hour!
” Hearing Mazaka's order, more than 1,100 fierce men on the barracks immediately dispersed, and it was the first battalion of the 1st Cavalry Regiment that remained in place.
"Battalion commander, this is not fair, why can the second and third battalion birdmen go to Frankfurt and be free, we have to stay in the barracks and do the drudgery!"
"That's right, battalion commander, you better tell the regimental commander that the brothers can't come to Frankfurt in vain!
Many of our brothers have yet to see Frankfurt!
” The expression of the commander of the first battalion, Bersa, was no better than that of the subordinates around him at this moment.
Although the Prussian army stationed outside Frankfurt was not encamped, ordinary soldiers were not treated like officers.
The Prussian army has always been known for its strict discipline and hierarchy, and soldiers are forbidden to leave the barracks without the guidance of a superior, which also makes those who are eligible to leave the barracks and go to Frankfurt become the envy of the soldiers.
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And now, there was a reasonable excuse to go to Frankfurt in the open, but Mazaka's mouth cut off the desire of the soldiers of the first battalion to see what Frankfurt was, which made the soldiers and the low-ranking officers how they could do it.
"Quarrel, quarrel, quarrel, what a quarrel, you all go back to me now, I will go to see the head of the group, you will give me my orders quietly one by one!"
Bersa glared at the crowd around him, and then walked to Mazaka's tent, and to be honest, he was not willing to give up the opportunity to lead his men into Frankfurt.
Sometimes, a military camp can not exert much combat effectiveness just by relying on strict military discipline, because too strict military discipline can easily cause the soldiers' hearts to be distorted and some unexpected accidents occur, so sometimes the officers must also comply with the wishes of the soldiers, and now Bertha feels that he must fight for the hundreds of brothers in the first battalion to enter Frankfurt!
Well, now in the eyes of all the soldiers of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, going to Frankfurt has become a perk, after all, no one wants to stay in the barracks for boring guarding and training.
Of course, everyone knows that the main purpose of this trip is to rescue Hanbock and Joderson, but this does not conflict with the general direction of visiting Frankfurt.
"I said regiment commander, you can do it, okay, our first battalion is striving for the first place in everything in our regiment, think about that regimental training, our first battalion is not the hardest, so you see, this time is not to arrange other troops to stay?"
Bersa said to Mazaka with a flattering face, and then laughed even more flatteringly.
Hearing Bersa's words, Mazaka looked at him angrily and said: "Belsa, don't play in front of me with your little care, but you must know that if we all leave the barracks, if anything happens, it will not be taken care of, so ah, Bersa, the responsibility on your shoulders is very heavy!"
With that, Mazaka walked up to Bersa's side and patted him on the shoulder.
Seeing Mazaka's actions, Bersa simply smiled bitterly.
"But, Your Excellency, are there any gangsters in Frankfurt who dare to come and invade my Prussian tiger?"
"Bertha, think about Hanbek, sometimes man is a very complex creature!"
With that, Mazaka walked over to the inner wall of the tent and sighed.
If Bersa were to describe the current regiment commander, then he would definitely use the word pretend, but he was a subordinate, so some words could only be held back in his mind.
In desperation, Bersa saluted Mazaka and left the camp with a depressed face.
Half an hour later, the second and third battalions were again assembled on the school grounds inside the barracks, this time with all the soldiers in plain clothes over their uniforms.
Standing on the platform, Mazaka nodded in satisfaction "Let's go!"
After saying a word, Mazaka stepped behind the horses in the audience and rushed out first.
At Mazaka's request, not all of the two battalions of more than 1,000 people rode into Frankfurt on war horses, after all, so many people entered Frankfurt on war horses, even the most idiotic people could see that this was an army.
Therefore, with the exception of Mazaka and his guards, the rest of the fighters were on foot.
Even so, the march of more than 1,000 men was very intimidating, so after calling in all the wagons of the 1st Cavalry Regiment's logistics, only a few hundred soldiers were left to go to Frankfurt on foot.
Not surprisingly, at the city gate, Mazaka and his party were stopped by the Frankfurt city guards, but Mazaka would not pay too much attention to these small shrimps defending the city gate, except for his identity documents and the statement that the carriage behind him was transporting the equipment used by Prussia from the mainland for William's use, Mazaka looked at the sky at a 45-degree angle with a proud face, which was proved countless times by later generations to be the most maddening act of pretending to be others.
In desperation, the Frankfurt city guards had no choice but to allow Mazaka and the long carriage behind him to enter Frankfurt, after all, the strength of the Prussians had been proven countless times, and the city guards in Frankfurt did not want to be the next victim.