"Is this baron absolutely loyal to the Warlock Royal Family?"

"Please rest assured, he is definitely a reliable person. You must wait for this family."

There is a natural deep-water anchorage in a branch of the Danube River, and an Ottoman-style boat is anchoring inside.

There was not a single Ottoman on board; they were all Ladislaus's men.

They are conducting the most dangerous infiltration work behind enemy lines.

Although he had confirmed it repeatedly, Jones still felt worried, not afraid but rather uneasy about this hidden line that was not his own development.

He is indeed not afraid. If he is afraid, with his high position, he no longer has to do this kind of business with his head in his belt.

Austria's leap forward is now evident.

As long as it survives this test and can unite Bohemia and Hungary, even half-broken Hungary, there will be a top player in the Europa continent, a big country on the same level as Spain, France, and Poland.

He didn't want to rest on his laurels and wanted to make new ones, so he and Horthy came behind enemy lines to support the rebel forces.

Of course, Boss Sirica's actions also made him uneasy about his position, so he was forced to work hard.

"There are still fifteen minutes left in the agreed time. Once the time is up, we will lift anchor and leave immediately."

"Wait a moment, the situation here is very complicated."

"I'm an expert."

Before Horthy could explain, Jones waved his hand to indicate that no discussion was allowed.

Horthy had no choice but to give up. The man in front of him was a real boss. Even if he succeeded and gained the upper hand, it would be difficult to compete with this entrenched boss.

Although his attitude was rough, Jones was right. Although he had not done this kind of dangerous work for many years, he was indeed an expert.

This kind of work behind enemy lines is the most prone to accidents. To deal with accidents, you must resolutely follow the rules. Any luck will be the catalyst for the annihilation of the entire army.

Although the Austrian river fleet has obvious advantages, Jevich's conservative strategy is obvious, and he also has the support of Ladislaus.

"Well done, the safety of the fleet comes first. As long as you maintain your presence, you can reduce the enemy's logistical efficiency at all times. Don't be reckless." This is why Ladislaus was too conservative towards those who attacked Yevich.

Response to troop landings to attack enemy strongholds.

Jones also believes that the fleet is the key weight for Austria to maintain a rough balance with the Ottomans, and there must be no accidents.

But such a critical situation is very troublesome for the current situation. Yevich has made it clear that even if a big man like Jones is in danger, he will never dispatch a fleet to rescue him.

This damn Russian guy. If it were Machiavelli, he might still fight to the death, but he would not fight to the death against the Hohenzollern-Jones Alliance.

Of course, he will definitely provide support within the scope of his capabilities. The ship Jones got is much better than the one owned by Sirica in terms of tonnage and disguise. The possibility of accidents can naturally be reduced. This is the state affairs

The dignity of the meeting members was gone.

Horthy thought about the dangers of Boss Sirica's journey and couldn't help but envy him even more for his thorough preparations.

"The time has come, retreat!"

These words from Jones woke up Horthy like thunder on the ground.

Oops, why doesn't that damn old guy come? I'll be embarrassed if I work like this for nothing.

Although weapons had been provided to several small groups of rebels before, it was just a incidental matter. Jones did not go out personally for such a trivial matter.

This relationship was entirely proposed by himself. Boss Sirica brought a close aide of Queen Mary with her, and he took the initiative to join the attack.

Although his current main supporter is Machiavelli, Jones's value is also very obvious, not to mention that he will lose points in front of Ladislaus after his failure.

Thinking of this, he must muster up the courage to fight for five more minutes.

"Your Highness, there is movement in the northwest."

"Twenty to thirty people, everyone has a horse."

"Arrived in five minutes."

A series of information finally alleviated Horthy's urgent need, "This must be one of our own, please be sure to wait a moment."

Jones snorted coldly. Since the person who responded had already appeared, he had to wait no matter what. Horthy was worried about losing points in front of Ladislaus. Why wasn't he worried?

Under the darkness, after waiting for another ten minutes, the Hungarians approached the anchorage.

They looked for cover very carefully, sprinting back and forth from time to time to confirm their surroundings. Jones looked somewhat similar to the counter-reconnaissance methods he used when engaging in espionage.

"Old guy, you can't crawl anymore?!" Horthy, who was extremely anxious while waiting, asked hurriedly after seeing his old friend.

"What the hell, what do you think? In less than ten days, those heretics have destroyed several castles, just because they didn't pay enough food. I am really causing trouble for them. Can I be careful?

?" The "old guy" was obviously extremely nervous, and he couldn't hold back his words as soon as they met. "I want to crawl faster, and these idiots have to agree to it."

This "old thing" does look very old, with a head full of white hair and a face with mottled wrinkles.

There are some traces of red on the white hair.

Only then did Horthy notice that his old friend and his son who had followed him in had blood stains on their bodies.

"Exposed?!" Horthy suddenly became nervous.

"No, a group of Egyptian or Ethiopian auxiliary cavalry were killed." Although the old man said it lightly, the danger during this period is really difficult to describe.

Then Horthy remembered that the son who followed this old friend in was the third son.

"Where are Anlaner and Keske?" Although he was only a baron, this old man belonged to a branch of a large noble family. Horthy once wanted his distant niece to marry his family, because he was a good friend of the whole family.

"What's the point of asking?! One of them was hacked to death three days ago, and the other just died in a gunfight with a heretic. Now the only son I and the others have fucked is Blitz.

"After saying this, the old man finally couldn't hide his sadness and almost shed tears.

But his blood-red eyes were more filled with hatred than despair.

"What the fuck, what's going on? You said you wanted to support us, but you gave us so much junk?!" At this time, the Austrians took out some weapons and equipment from the bottom of the tank and gave them to the Hungarians.

"As you also know, His Majesty the Habsburgs are expanding their army, and the weapons produced in Vienna are not enough. We can only give you these things captured from the Ottoman ships."

Most of these weapons were used by auxiliary troops on Ottoman ships, and the quality was indeed poor.

"You piece of shit, I went all the way to sell myself to the Habsburgs in exchange for such a small amount of stuff? It's just that I'm worthless, you're a duke after all, why do you fucking lose your status like this? I'm sorry.

It’s the Ottomans who are going to do it, you fucking x............”

However, it is understandable that anyone who takes such a huge risk to get such a small amount of goods would be furious. Most of the rebels in front of them were farmers from nearby areas who resisted spontaneously. Austria was very grateful to be able to give them these benefits.

This one is an old relationship with Horthy, and the distance is much further. They came here specifically to meet.
Chapter completed!