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Chapter 127 Morak's death

Plivsky looked at Uvinov's body hanging on the wall and sneered. In the middle of the night, this sound made people's hair stand on end.

At the same time that Plivsky killed Uvinov, Morak escaped from the pursuit of Ferdinand's army. He led hundreds of people to a forest and looked at the demoralized people around him.

Man, Morak said:

"You don't have to be so depressed. We still have five thousand troops in Königsberg. My son Kleinman is rushing to Königsberg with his army and reinforcements from Russia. As long as we can return to Königsberg first,

, we will be able to withstand the tyrant’s army.”

But Morak's words did not have any reaction on the frustrated crowd. Everyone knew that the five thousand troops in Königsberg that Morak said were completely fabricated.

In order to attack Białysk, Morak has deployed all the troops he can mobilize. There are more than a thousand old, weak, sick and disabled people in Königsberg. He is counting on these people to resist the counter-rebellion forces.

, Could it be that Morak is crazy, some people in the crowd thought maliciously.

Of course, Morak is not crazy. On the contrary, Morak is more awake than ever at this time. But apart from these words of comfort, what else can he say? At least Clayman is indeed coming back with his army. Maybe this news is also for Morak.

The last straw in Luck's heart.

Three nobles in the crowd sneaked to the side, and one of them whispered:

"How many people do you two have?"

Hearing his voice, the other two people summed it up and said hesitantly to him:

"We still have thirteen people on hand, you really decide to do that"

"Nonsense, are we still going to follow Morak to the end? You really have 5,000 people in Königsberg. Morak is just farting. There are at most 1,000 people in Königsberg. Do you think there are 5,000 people in Königsberg?

Can a thousand people really stop the royal army? If we continue like this, we will be buried with Morak."

After finishing speaking, the voice shadow continued:

"Based on our behavior, if we surrender, we may only lose the titles and fiefs. If we can capture Morak and present it to the royal family, maybe we will not only be fine, but we will be rewarded. You should think about it carefully and follow Morak.

It’s not going to end well.”

After hearing what he said, the other two people looked at each other helplessly, and then agreed to his request.

Morak arranged for his attendants to be on guard outside the woods. He and the others entered the woods to rest for a while and replenish some strength. In order not to let the tail behind them find out, they did not light a fire but took out cold dry food from their arms to eat.

Got up.

Morak took a piece of dried meat from the attendant next to him and wolfed it down, but most of the people didn't carry much dry food because they were walking in a hurry, so they could only use perseverance to overcome the extra hunger caused by running all night.

Before Morak could finish eating the dried meat in his hand, a figure came to his side. Morak suddenly became nervous when he saw someone approaching. At this moment, he could be said to be a warrior.

But after Morak saw the face of the person coming by the moonlight, he put down his vigilance and greeted him instead:

"Levisk, come here, I still have half a piece of dried meat here, you can take it and eat it." As he said this, Morak handed over the dried meat in his hand.

The man didn't say anything, just silently took the dried meat from Morak's hand and started to eat it happily.

Not long after, the man finished eating the dried meat in his hand and raised his head to look at Morak. What reflected in his eyes was Morak's somewhat decadent back.

"Levisk, my old man, this time we were fooled by those damn Cossacks, but don't worry, when we return to Königsberg, I will be able to raise another army, and it will be unclear who will win by then."

Morak heard the noise behind him and whispered, but he did not notice the struggle in Levesque's eyes behind him.

Levesque was Morak's childhood friend and comrade-in-arms. The two of them joined the army together and were assigned to the same unit. Morak had always taken good care of this playmate who was three years younger than him.

After Morak became prosperous, he did not forget Levesque, and he personally requested Frederick the Great to assign Levesque to his command.

Revesk did not disappoint Morak's hope and always tried his best to assist Morak. Even when Morak decided to raise an army, Revesk was the first old friend to respond to Morak.

Levesque walked up to Morak with a short stature. He stared at Morak for a while. When Morak was a little embarrassed by his look, Levesque said:

"Morak, do you think we can make a comeback?"

"What do you mean, Levesque? We experienced even more cruel adversity back then than we do now, but didn't we still get through it? Levesque, you have to have confidence in me," Morak replied firmly to Levy.

Levesque, but these words did not make Levesque feel relieved.

"Don't be ridiculous, Morak, we are no longer in the Seven Years War. The invincible Morak back then is old, and our allegiance is no longer to the royal family, but to our personal selfishness," Levesque retorted.

said.

Morak couldn't believe what Levesque said. Is this the same Levesque who always supported him firmly no matter what? He would actually question himself. Just when Morak couldn't believe it, Levesque started to

He pulled out a short gun from his waist, and the ferocious muzzle made Morak immediately alert.

"What are you going to do? Levesque, put down the weapon in your hand quickly, guard!" Morak was already shouting after he said it, but Levesque did not put down the short gun in his hand as he wanted.

It was the trigger in his hand that was pulled.

There was a gunshot and Morak fell to the ground, but the shot did not kill Morak immediately. The pain in his body and the sadness of being betrayed filled Morak's heart.

"Why did you do this, Revesk, I have always considered you to be my most loyal partner" Morak asked while lying on the ground with his mouth wide open and breathing air.

"I'm sorry Morak, I still have a family, and I can't let my family be buried with you." As he said this, Levesque pulled out a short gun from the other side of his waist and shot Morak in the brain.

Morak, who was lying on the ground, would not believe it until he died. Levesque, who dared to charge into thousands of troops with him, betrayed him in the end just for this reason. In fact, Morak was not like this, so God said

Reincarnation, retribution is unpleasant.

Just when Levesque fired the second shot, Morak's attendants quickly came to Levesque, but seeing Morak on the ground who had been beaten to death, they were at a loss as to whether to arrest Levesque or not.

"Okay, everyone calm down. Morak is dead now. As long as we hand over Morak's body, the royal family will forgive us." Just when Levesque confidently surrendered to Morak's attendants,

One of the attendants raised his gun, and with a bang, the gun rang out.

Levesque, who was full of confidence just now, was already lying on the ground and couldn't help himself. He couldn't figure it out. He had obviously killed Morak. Anyone with some discernment would understand what to do next. Could it be that in the world?

There really are foolish and loyal fools.

Before Levesque could figure out the problem, he felt that his soul was leaving his body. No, Levesque finally yelled with all his strength. After shouting, he completely fell into the woods.

.

Maybe Levesque didn't know that decades ago, he was just like his murderer, a young man full of foolishness and loyalty, but time had turned all his ridiculous thoughts into ashes, and he shot Mo

It was precisely because of this that Rak was shot dead by Morak's men again.

After Levesque was shot dead, the nobles who heard the noise gathered together and saw the two corpses on the ground. Everyone's expressions were complicated. The two had been together since childhood, and they were still together after death.

But after thinking a lot, the nobles couldn't help but think of their own situation. They were confused, and in an instant everyone dispersed. No one knew where anyone was going, but everyone seemed to know who was going.

where.

Morak's attendants tied Morak's body to the war horse. As attendants, some of them were loyal to the Lord, so these people did not scatter like the others, but took their master with them.

The remains went home.

Early the next morning, the entrance to Ferdinand's military camp was filled with a number of nobles seeking an audience. Most of these nobles were nobles from the city of Białysk.

After Ferdinand received the news, he quickly met with these nobles. After simple greetings, these nobles told Ferdinand their purpose of coming.

It turns out that these nobles came to secretly plead with Ferdinand about the nobles who were captured in the war.

The East Prussia region, like all European regions, has a noble class. No matter who is in power, the governance of the place depends on the efforts of these nobles. Therefore, nobles in a region often use marriage to strengthen their ties with each other.

, hundreds of years of marriage have created intricate kinship relationships among the nobles in the region, and sometimes kinship relationships are the most critical interpersonal relationships.

After learning that Ferdinand's army had captured a group of nobles, especially when they found out that they had relatives among them, how could these nobles sit still?

Facing these people who begged him for mercy, Ferdinand felt a headache, but he would have to rely on these people a lot in the future, so it was not convenient to offend them for the time being. Therefore, after Ferdinand reported to His Majesty the King the handling of prisoners of war, he waited until the King

Only His Majesty's order can determine this excuse and send away the person who begged for mercy.

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