Sigdon had two subordinates in the Eastern Region, who could be called powerful ministers, especially in terms of military matters.
One is Chief of Staff Jeans, and the other is Major General Cook.
Jeans is resourceful, Cook is brave, both civil and military, one old and one young, all loyal to the prince.
It was precisely because of the existence of these two people that Sigdon dared to leave his 300,000 troops behind and go to Masek in person to seize power.
Genes and Cook both experienced similar experiences and were excluded from the decision-making ranks for a long time.
Therefore, they always felt grateful from the bottom of their hearts for the prince's kindness in finding him.
However, they didn't know that they were actually the team that Ganmil had chosen for his son to usurp the throne.
For this reason, the chief minister also took great pains and used many connections to "force" these two people to the Eastern Region.
Of course, Prince Scott would not be stupid enough to tell his cronies these secrets.
At this time, Cook was looking at the huge portrait of Prince Scott in a daze.
On the long table in the middle of the command post hall, apart from a few pages of documents, there were also three or four opened bottles of arrack, while more empty bottles were scattered in pieces on the surrounding ground.
A fashionably dressed middle-aged man sat opposite Cook, holding a wine glass and looking at the young major general in front of him with a playful smile.
As the right-hand man of the boss of "Blood Thorn", this man named Philip often accompanied Wilson to various high-end places.
He has done some research on wine and also has a hobby of drinking.
However, Mr. Philip has no favorable impression of a well-known liquor like Suriel.
Not only is the alcohol smell too strong, but it also has a pungent smell of weird spices. Moreover, once some water or ice is added, the originally clear liquid will turn milky white.
Ha! What is this? A trick to trick a little girl in a wine shop?
Therefore, in Philip's view, Arrack is just like the Suriel people, savage, weird and fickle.
Major General Cook grabbed another bottle of wine and poured it down his throat.
As the spicy feeling surged from his stomach again, his face turned red. However, his eyes were still as sharp as knives.
"Mr. Philip! You came here today just to tell me. In fact, I was pushed out to the Eastern Region. This was deliberately done by Gammill and Scotton?" Cook pointed to a few pages of documents on the table and asked coldly.
Philip put the wine glass on the table, looked back at the other party with cold eyes without flinching, and said slowly: "I came all the way here not to provoke a conflict between you and my old master. Because Mr. Gammill
We got these documents from his men only after he was accidentally killed. To be honest, Mr. Wilson really admires Lord Gammill and Prince Scotton's vision!"
He didn't wait for Cook to speak, then continued: "In this world, everyone is a chess piece, a tool in the hands of others. This is the value of life. Gammill and Scotton have to go through all the troubles.
Bringing you and Jeans to the Eastern Region shows that they realize your value. Such a leader is indeed worth following!"
Phillip's words surprised Cook, and the sharpness in his eyes involuntarily softened, and he only heard the other party continue: "Don't say nonsense like unscrupulous means. In order to achieve your ideals, shouldn't you try your best?
What you have done in the Eastern Region has proven your worth, and it has also proven how right we made the choice to support Sigdon to change Su Lier's future."
These words made Cook's blood boil.
On the wall of the command post hall, the portrait of Scotton is handsome and unrestrained, with deep eyes, as if he is watching everything happening in front of him.
"Brother...!" Cook cried out sadly, tears welling up in his eyes.
"Mr. Philip, there is news from Ma Se that the prince was killed by Capricorn Tong. Is this true?!" he asked while choking.
"Well! There is no evidence on this matter yet, but judging from the situation at the scene, Capricorn Tong must be involved. The prince drank this woman's wine and died of poisoning." Philip said in a deep voice.
He glanced at Cook, who was already slumped on the back of the chair, and continued: "The same conclusion can be drawn from the analysis of powerful relationships. Now that the prince is leaving, apart from the queen, who else will he pose a threat to?"
Seeing the thoughtful look on Cook's face, Philip's smile flashed away. He sighed softly and said to himself: "Actually, before the prince's trip, Mr. Wilson had already reminded him to pay attention.
A secret attack from my opponent. However, as an elder brother, I still don’t want to believe that my sister can do such evil things that deviate from the laws of nature and human ethics..."
This sentence completely broke through Cook's defense. The anger in his eyes ignited, and he shouted with hatred: "I will not be a human unless I take revenge for this!"
"I understand your feelings very well and appreciate your loyalty. However, if you only have the word 'revenge' in your heart, I am afraid that the prince's soul in heaven will not be able to rest in peace!" Philip said leisurely.
Cook was only in his early thirties, but he was used so highly by Scotton. He was not a reckless man who only knew how to fight and kill.
He cried for a while, his depressed mood was relieved, and his mind gradually became clear.
"Tell me why you're here!" Cook straightened his clothes and said solemnly.
"The Ruhr army has arrived at the city. When will the general prepare to start the war?" Philip asked bluntly.
Cook nodded. He had expected that the other party would ask this question, but he didn't expect Phillip to be so honest, so he had a good feeling in his heart.
"I was going to launch a surprise attack on the Holy Fort when I received the news from Maser! Unfortunately, I was delayed by some things and ran out of time! Now, the troops of the Holy Fort have been assembled. If we launch an attack at this time,
It’s just an offensive and defensive battle without any bells and whistles. The losses are immeasurable!” Cook said in a deep voice.
"When the general said he was delayed by 'things', could it be that your decision-makers have different opinions?" Philip asked, squinting his eyes.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Cook cast an approving look at the other party and replied slowly: "That's right. Chief of Staff Jeans is very hesitant to start a war, so..."
Before Cook could finish what he said, Philip sighed: "Hey! This is also something that we and Marshal Hassan are worried about, so we sent me to come and tell the whole story. I didn't want it to be too late!"
"What's the whole story? What do you mean?" Cook asked puzzledly.
"This battle is no longer a question of whether to fight or not, but a question of how to win it quickly." Philip said, taking out a document from his arms and handing it over.
"What? Capricorn Tong is going to give up the Eastern Territory to Rus?!" Cook shouted without even looking at it.
"Serov went to Marseille before to discuss the matter with Capricorn Tong. We only heard some rumors at the time, and in order to verify the situation, we asked the prince to intercept the Ruhr delegation. Now, the evidence is conclusive. This
This is also one of the reasons why Capricorn Tong decided to kill the prince and then do it quickly!" Philip said angrily.
"That's it! Huh! What a good plan!" Cook roared angrily, his eyes already filled with blood.
"Marshal Hassan's soldiers will set off today. However, to deal with a country like Rus, Suriel's strength alone cannot do it! However, even if we, our friendly countries, want to assist, we must send out famous talents.
Okay! Do you understand what I mean?!" Philip said seriously.
"Once the war starts here, if you follow up, it will be a matter of course! Okay! I will go to Jeans to discuss the time to send troops!" Cook said crisply.
When Phillip heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and nodded with satisfaction.
At this time, in his mind, there was another comment on the Suriel people - stupidity!