"Master Rostislav, are you playing a trick on me? Zergy has taken refuge with those pagans. This is outrageous."
In the Hungarian camp, in Edward's tent, after listening to everything the Prince of Moscow said, Edward immediately stood up from his chair, with disbelief written all over his face.
What Rostislav said was too fantastic for him. Zyrgey has the blood of the Arpad family in his body, but you tell me that he betrayed this family?
But he was actually shaken in his heart. He knew very well what kind of person Rostislav was.
This man doesn't know how to make bad jokes. Most of the time it's him who plays a similar role, not the Prince of Moscow.
It's just that he didn't want to believe it, because Zergi was an outstanding person and gave him a lot of help. That help allowed him to better control the army, and the two of them also had a good personal relationship.
Seeing this, Rostislav didn't say much, and just asked his subordinates to pull up Zergi's minions.
The crossbowmen dragged up the prisoners who were full of fear. Looking at them, it was clear that they had suffered a lot before.
These gangsters tremblingly explained everything they knew. They all had injuries on their bodies, and some even had their ears and noses cut off. The wounds were only treated briefly, and you could tell by the expression on that person's face.
The pain still kept coming towards him.
Because this unlucky guy serves as an example, these minions are very painful and vicious and serve as evidence for Rostislav.
In fact, it is a pity for the Prince of Moscow to look at this group of people. Those minions can't get out any other information no matter how much they ask. Even if they inflict crazy secondary injuries on the wounds, or even undergo severe punishments such as cutting off the nose and ears, they still get nothing.
This made him sure that these people really knew nothing.
However, although they are just pawns to carry out orders, there is still no problem in letting them prove what they have done.
After hearing this, no matter how unwilling Edward was to accept it, he could only believe it, not to mention that the Prince of Moscow had no need to frame an illegitimate child.
But he was also puzzled as to why Zheergyi betrayed him? He was proficient in writing and martial arts, and was a very rare cultural person. He could shine no matter where he was, it just took time.
"If you still want any evidence, I can call the guards to explain to you."
Seeing Edward thinking about something, Rostislav was a little dissatisfied. He thought Edward was still doubting him.
With the relationship and trust between them, why is this man so reluctant to believe it? Could I, Rostislav, lie to others about such a thing?
"No, no need, these are enough."
Edward said quickly, he could hear the dissatisfaction in Rostislav's words.
"I was just thinking about why he betrayed, Zheergyi... To be honest, after contacting this young man, I don't think he is a person who would betray."
In this regard, Rostislav took advantage of the situation and told Edward everything he heard from Zergi. When Edward heard this, he was surprised at first, then understood, and finally sighed repeatedly.
"Really? Well, what he said is indeed the truth, but I didn't expect that he would be so resentful and forbearing so much. No one would notice this. Alas, as their elder, I should have discovered it earlier.
Yes, maybe it can be corrected like Meshko did."
The Prince of Moscow raised his eyebrows. It turns out that you corrected Meshko's character. Today, he heard something he had never known.
After sighing for a while, Edward's expression immediately became solemn, because it was at this moment that Edward thought that he should do something immediately.
"Come here! Take control of Zheergyi's men immediately. Everyone must disarm and then lock them up again. Let the Moscow Battalion do this. Call the Germans as well, and be quick!"
"yes!"
Edward's style when giving orders was resolute. Following his order, his subordinates immediately went to deliver the order, while Edward waited anxiously.
Not long after, Rostislav heard the sound of iron boots trampling on the ground, which was the spearmen of the Moscow Battalion running past in groups.
"Your response was so quick, I thought I had to remind you."
Rostislav looked at Edward and joked, and when he saw that the troops had arrived, Edward stopped being anxious and sat down.
Then he took out a bottle of red wine and two glasses from the cabinet, quickly filled both glasses with red wine, handed one to Rostislav, and drank the other in one gulp.
He is in a very depressed mood and needs alcohol to soothe his heart.
"I understand the truth. The betrayer's subordinates cannot be trusted now and must be controlled immediately. These are all hidden dangers..."
Edward stated his thoughts, which was also what Rostislav thought. The Prince of Moscow returned to the camp in such a hurry not just to convey the news, but mainly to control the troops of this big insider.
"Speaking of Edward, do Zyorgy have many people under his command?"
After drinking all the red wine in his hand, Rostislav suddenly replied.
"There are only about fifty people, but most of them are farmers who have been recruited."
Edward had already walked outside the tent at this time, and then he said without looking back. He was anxiously watching the spearmen surrounding the camp where Zergi's men were.
And just when he finished speaking, a burst of fighting sound came from the surrounded camp, which made Rostislav and Edward tense up. This was not the scene they wanted to see!
Rostislav hurriedly rushed out of the tent and ran with Edward to the place where the battle took place.
But when they arrived, they discovered that everything was just a false alarm. It turned out that several Magyar knights resisted disarming, so they used knives on those who disarmed.
And their fate was also very simple. Either their heads were chopped off with a machete, or they were stabbed into sieves with spears. As for the peasant soldiers, they were all lying there in fear, not daring to say a word.
The masters who usually dominate them are killed like chickens. How dare they, the untouchables, jump? Isn't that looking for death?
The headcount was quickly completed, and the result was that in addition to the deceased, several Magyar knights were missing. They were all very close to the deceased.
"It seems that Zheerji has a way to inform his friends. Even though I was riding so fast, I still couldn't catch up."
Rostislav crouched beside the tragically dead knights, trying to observe something from above, but in the end he couldn't see anything.
It was a pity in his heart that the clues that he could have finally grasped were lost like this.
"It seems that everyone here is an existence that he can give up. I don't know if these tough guys are dead soldiers or something else. It's a pity. I thought I could at least catch a few insiders. They attacked me so hard.
These people are all gangsters hired by Edward, and they don't know anything else."
"Let's just do this for today. God, there really is no need to check."
Rostislav stood up, straightened his expression, and dusted himself off.
He thought that he didn't need to be depressed in the past. After all, he had eliminated the traitors within, so he wanted to feel better.
It was at this moment that Edward came up.
"Rostislav, let the Moscow battalion return to its ranks."
This surprised Rostislav. Brother, what you need now is troops to show your strength. If you send out one of the powerful combat forces at this time, how can we talk about it next?
And as if he was afraid that Rostislav would not understand what he meant—and indeed he did not—Edward continued to explain.
"There is a traitor of Zheerji's level here now, which shows that it is not safe here. I don't know who is the traitor lurking, so it is better to let your troops return. I have enough manpower now."
Take control of the situation."
Rostislav understood Edward's thoughts. He was afraid that the Moscow camp would suffer losses due to potential traitors in the camp, so he nodded and accepted Edward's kindness.