Although he was a little surprised that the little king would die soon, Edward bluntly stated that even without Cecilia's authorization, he would rely on the powerful Guards to take over the entire Kingdom of Leon.
However, since His Highness the Regent understands the general situation so well, he will naturally not refuse this power and the corresponding responsibilities.
As a sign of exchange and sincerity, Edward said that the Changsheng Army doctor who accompanied him this time might be able to cure the little king's cold - if not, Yang Tianyi would be happy to use the medical cabin from the Elysium World to help. This miserable woman.
Not long after, the military doctor who received the order from the guards rushed over with several strong soldiers carrying various medical equipment and medicine boxes. Looking at these serious-looking soldiers of the Immortal Army, the sadness that had been lingering on Cecilia's brows became somewhat better.
In her opinion, Duke Edward, who was regarded as a god by the people of the kingdom, would definitely be able to create another miracle so that the poor little king would not pass away from this world and leave himself alone.
After briefly judging the little king's symptoms with a stethoscope and thermometer, the military doctor thought for a moment and took out the medicine he thought he needed from the medicine box.
A box of capsule antipyretics and several bags of cold medicine.
Faced with these strange drugs that they had never seen before, the palace doctors also looked at each other, wondering whether they should listen to the military doctors. In the end, Cecilia made a decisive decision and asked the military doctors to use medicine according to their own judgment, regardless of the pedantic palace doctors.
Who told them that they have almost no other skills except bloodletting? It is better to let military doctors with various tools take a bold try.
After giving the little king the cold medicine brewed in hot water mixed with the powder poured from the capsule, not long after, or whether it was her imagination, Cecilia felt her grandson's breathing become smoother. When I got up, I changed from breathing through my mouth with difficulty to breathing through my nose. The temperature of my formerly hot forehead also dropped slightly, making it less worrying than before.
"Your Highness, please keep in mind that Fenghan granules should be mixed with capsules. One bag of granules at a time and half a capsule at a time. Just take it once in the morning and evening. Your Majesty's high fever will be gone within three days."
The confidence revealed in the military doctor's words made Cecilia finally breathe a sigh of relief. After glancing at Duke Edward gratefully, she no longer felt guilty about her decision to hand over the regent power, and instead felt that she had done the right thing. Quite right.
After all, the Phillips family is not born to be a royal family. Cecilia will not regret the replacement of royal power due to lack of strength.
Just as everyone in the king's bedroom was smiling, a palace guard wearing heavy armor ran into the room panting. There was no time to salute each of the dignitaries in the room full of people. The guard simply gave Cecilia a military salute and then reported in an anxious tone.
"Report to Your Highness! Marquis Langwald and a group of nobles in the city have gathered a large number of private troops and are blocking the gate of the palace, saying that they want to clear it for you, Your Highness, uh..."
The guard glanced at Edward cautiously, and saw that the Duke's face was peaceful and showed no anger, so he continued: "In order to eliminate Duke Hughes, a traitor and traitor who has brought disaster to the country and the people, they also said that if the Duke is not sent out of the palace to face trial before noon, then you will He must have been killed by thieves, so they had no choice but to lead their troops into the palace and execute the Duke on the spot."
"How unreasonable!"
Marquis Harmon's mood suddenly fell to the bottom because the young king's condition had improved and he was getting better, but he could only say that he was not surprised by Langwald's forced palace.
As the financial controller of the kingdom, Langwald's family has always been recognized by the nobles as the richest family in the entire kingdom. No one knows how much gold and rare treasures they have stored in the family vault underground in White Rock City.
Suffering from the outstanding financial talent of the Langwald family, no one can match it. Seeing that the national treasury is filling every year, the royal family has no choice but to turn a blind eye to Margrave Langwald's personal pockets. Only one eye.
Cecilia still remembers her husband Philips I’s description of the Langwald family.
"If the hunter doesn't let the hounds eat before hunting, the hungry hounds will inevitably eat the flesh and blood of the prey to fill their stomachs. Instead of letting the hungry hounds chew the perfect fur until it is worthless, it is better to feed it , allowing it to willingly drag the intact prey in front of the hunter.”
But the relationship between hunters and hounds has obviously undergone a subtle change after the death of Phillips I. No one in the royal family can satisfy this greedy hound, and it is unlikely that there will be another excellent hunter like Phillips I.
"How many of them are there?"
As a rebellious traitor in the words of Marquis Langwald, Duke Edward stood up with a smile and said in a calm tone: "It seems that we have all underestimated this financial controller who has always had no sense of existence."
"Returning to the Duke, when I left the gate of the palace wall, there were thousands of well-equipped mercenaries gathered outside the gate, and there were more and more flags with family crests and soldiers in different costumes. It should be inside the city. The nobles responded to Marquis Langwald's call and sent out their few private soldiers."
"Haha, what a good Langvald. He has hidden so many tricks in White Rock City without saying a word. Has the royal family never noticed it?"
Edward smiled and turned his head and glanced at Marquis Harmon. The joke in his eyes made the latter turn pale, but he did not give any explanation. He just snorted coldly and said: "Your Majesty, there is no need to insinuate, I will never let the traitor lie." Walder has injured His Highness and His Majesty the King.”
Obviously, Edward and Yang Tianyi have been excluded from the protection of the palace guards by Marquis Harmon, and they can only rely on the more than a hundred soldiers of the Immortal Army who are weak in his eyes.
"That's very good. I hope Your Majesty the Marquis will do what he says and protect the royal family well, as for the rebels outside the palace."
"Let them come!"
...
At this time, Marquis Langwald outside the palace did not know that he was about to be in disaster. He was still proudly standing on a temporary high platform built with wooden boards, inspecting the swarming troops at his feet.
More than a dozen flags embroidered with various family crests were flapping in the cold wind, which greatly satisfied the Marquis' vanity and made many nobles present confident in killing Edward, Duke of the West.
Unable to bear the gradually biting cold wind, Marquis Langwald stepped down from the high platform and entered a temporarily requisitioned viscount's mansion on the side of the Kingdom Avenue. He chatted with the mercenary generals and a group of nobles who were warming themselves by the fire.
As for the owner of this mansion, he was tied up by mercenaries and thrown into the basement of the mansion along with his wife and daughter because he was unwilling to collude with him.
In addition to the worse environment, the Marquis and his troops still maintained a considerable degree of courtesy and did not verbally or physically insult the Viscount and his family who "voluntarily" gave up their home - after all, Marquis Langwald He also hoped that after Edward's death, His Royal Highness the Regent would grant him the title of Duke of the West.
He leads a righteous army to share the king's worries, not a robber!
Taking off his helmet, which had been blown ice cold by the cold wind, the Marquis took the basin brought by the servant and scrubbed his frozen face with hot water. Then he sat down in front of everyone with satisfaction and said in a relaxed tone: "I have bribed some guards in the palace. When noon arrives, they will open the palace door for the army. By then, if the inside and outside are coordinated, Edward Hughes will definitely die!"
Seeing Marquis Langwald stroking his delicately trimmed mustache, all the nobles in the room applauded and said flattering words such as "The Marquis knows things like a god, and he will kill the rebellious traitor Edward Hughes". talk.
In the end, the general appointed by the Marquis to command the coalition of nobles worriedly reminded the many nobles present who had dreams of victory that maybe this battle would not be so easy to fight.
Even if someone is responsible for opening the most difficult palace gate to cross, can thousands of palace guards who are also wearing armor and holding sharp swords regard them as nothing? What's more, there are the Hughes Immortal Army who have faced the surging demonic tide. As for the noble private soldiers outside who even have loose formations, the general has no doubt that each Immortal Army soldier can fight against three private soldiers at the same time.
Based on this calculation, they actually have no visible advantage. If they get into a hard battle, the coalition of nobles who are not fighting at home will probably be defeated one by one by the elite palace guards and completely strangled on the magnificent white statue of Philips I. Down.
Regarding this, Marquis Langwald also had his own countermeasures.
"Brahim Harmon is familiar to everyone, right? He will restrain all the palace guards and let them surround His Royal Highness the Regent and His Majesty the King."
"There are more than two thousand soldiers, and half of them are armored infantry that I spent a lot of money to train. General Seus doesn't think that those soldiers of the Immortal Army in name only can be beaten twenty to one, right?"
After hearing this, the defeated general from another country, who was brought up by the Marquis, finally understood.
There are people of his own both inside and outside the palace of love, only Duke Edward is in his own league.
"Since the Marquis said so, then I have no problem."
Seus, who was a little dizzy from the warm air in the room, held the hilt of the short sword across his waist with his left hand, and came to the wooden platform where the Marquis was standing before looking at the White Stone Palace not far away.
He suddenly pulled out his dagger and pointed it at the sky, shouting: "Noon is coming, the whole army is ready for battle!"
For a moment, the mercenaries and private soldiers of the nobles who were sitting or standing outside the palace raised their weapons and shouted the names of Marquis Langwald and the nobles who were loyal to them.
They couldn't wait to break into the palace and plunder it. Oh no, it was to kill the legendary Duke of the West, Edward Hughes, for their boss and master.
As for what human hero, the guardian of the Kingdom of Leon?
The mercenaries weighed the heavy gold and silver coins in their money bags and expressed that it had nothing to do with them.
