An Assassination Plot

"Damn it, what do we do? Our Legion Commander is getting more and more insane, and did you see how strong he is? I'm worried he'll smash a table down on me and kill me!"

Back at his camp, Baron Lukaku complained to Baron Rubio.

"Perhaps he's been under a lot of pressure lately, but I think Viscount Hawke has done a great job. Didn't you see how terrible the attacks on the south and north were!"

For the past three days, the two legions of the duchy have been losing a large battalion each day on both sides. Even so, aren't the two city walls still firmly in place?

Baron Rubio said a few good words for Hawk.

"That's different. Maybe the Duchy isn't really going all out. Look at Hawk himself, he's lost confidence and still wants the Duchy to come to him. In this state, even if they hold out now, I think the city will fall sooner or later!"

Baron Lukaku was probably intimidated by Hawk before, and he was quite resistant to Baron Rubio's praise of Hawk.

Just then, a messenger ran towards the two men, and they stopped talking.

"Your Excellencies, the Legion Commander, Viscount Hawke, has ordered that, given the fierce enemy attacks on both the north and south walls, all reserve troops have now been deployed."

The east and west city walls are hereby notified to strengthen their defenses and to organize Reserve Force as needed.

After the order was announced, before the two men could even react, the messenger ran off.

"No way, there are no Reserve Force left? What was the Legion Commander thinking? We only have three battalions left!"

Baron Lukaku clutched his head, shouting in a state of near collapse.

Baron Rubio's expression was also somewhat gloomy, and he was not entirely accepting of this military order.

"No, I need to go find the Legion Commander!"

After saying this, Baron Lukaku turned to head to the city lord's mansion.

But Baron Rubio grabbed him and said, "Lukaku, don't be impulsive. The Legion Commander should have his own considerations. We should support him at this time and not cause him any trouble."

After arguing for a few more minutes, the two parted on bad terms.

That night, a large basket was suddenly lowered onto the eastern city wall, and a person climbed down from the basket and ran toward the camp of the Duchy's Direct Legion.

In the center of the Fifth Legion's camp, in the Legion Commander's tent, Count Kimberly sat at the head of the table, Viscount Rabia sat to his right, and the other Legion Deputy Commander lined up on either side.

"My lords, this is what my baron asked me to convey to you. That's all."

A soldier kneeling in the middle of the tent reported to the high-ranking officers of the Duchy Legion; he was wearing the gray uniform of the Northern Alliance Army.

Kimberley nodded. "Go and rest first. We'll discuss it and give you the results later so you can report back to your family."

"Yes!" The soldier left the tent under the guidance of his guard.

After he left, Kimberley looked around and said, "So, let's discuss what we all think!"

"What else can we do? Let him open the east gate and we'll just rush in. Besides, Hawk didn't leave Reserve Force!"

"It's only natural, "Labia said.

"But Legion Commander Rabia, the risk of doing this is too great."

As you know, White Earth City is an irregularly shaped castle with the shortest eastern wall and the smallest gate. Even if the gate were open, not many people could get in immediately!

If they were discovered by another Northern Frontier nobles guarding the east gate, they would definitely be bogged down once a fight broke out.

If we can't break through the stalemate quickly, and the defenders of other city walls arrive to reinforce us, not only will some of our troops be trapped, but our inside help will also be wiped out."

A deputy commander of the Fifth Legion quickly voiced his objection.

Several people, including the commander of the Kimberly Regiment, nodded in agreement, agreeing with his point.

"Then what do you suggest we do?"

Labia was very unhappy that his proposal had been overturned and asked directly.

"How about this? We'll find a way to send an elite squad, with the help of an inside agent, to infiltrate the city and assassinate Viscount Hawke, creating chaos!"

"Ridiculous! Even without the Reserve Force, a Legion Commander still has several squads of guards under his command. What use are 100 men?"

Labia dismissed it with disdain.

"It's not that there's no chance!"

Kimberley suddenly stood up.

All eyes were on him, curious about his plan.

"Isn't Viscount Hawke under a lot of pressure lately? Why don't we go along with his wishes and contact him?"

Labia quickly interrupted Kimberley, "Lord Kimberley, you must be joking. This Viscount Hawke of the Pumpkin family is on the Grand Duke's list of traitors. We can't possibly recruit him!"

Kimberley glanced at Labia, not angry that Labia had interrupted him, and continued to explain, "I didn't say I wanted to recruit him, I said I wanted to contact him."

For example, we could invite him to the east side of the city wall, and talk to him from a distance.

Labia seemed to understand Kimberley's meaning. "You mean after he arrives, our infiltrated soldiers will launch a surprise attack on him?"

That's a good idea. Once they leave the city lord's mansion, the original defense system is broken down.

There's not much room to put people on the city wall, so there might actually be an opportunity. Even if they can't kill anyone, just injuring them could create chaos.

"Then we'll have our inside man open the city gates, and everything will fall into place!"

Kimberley nodded in agreement. Although Labia was impulsive, he was not stupid and had a keen sense of the battlefield. He continued.

"In that case, let each of our two families send 50 people, and let that inside man arrange it. He can decide the specifics himself."

Everyone agreed.