Shortly after watching Jim set off from the Cross River Bridge southwest of Lübeck City, Marin immediately turned around and ordered:
"Go to me and send me a letter of war to the Bossa coalition camp!"
At this time, the last batch of camps of the Bossa coalition had just been demolished and crossed the river from the south of the city to the west. In fact, in order to wait for Malin's army to chase out of the city, the Bossa coalition was slow and lasted for a week before the camp was demolished. Moreover, the first to demolish the vanguard troops to the west were still far from Hamburg at this time.
Because Frederick III's original intention was not to attack Hamburg, but to wait for Marin's army to leave the city to fight. So, seeing the large army left, it was not far away...
In the temporary camp between Lubeck and the burger, Jokiem I took a sip of wine and said depressedly:
"That kid actually refused to chase after me, which really disappointed me!"
Frederick III shook his head and said with regret:
"It seems that the other party may have seen that this is a trap. So, he probably plans to give up the hamburger and protect Lubeck..."
"That's nothing. We will make a lot of money by buying a hamburger. After all, the wealth of hamburger is second only to Lübeck. Moreover, after buying a hamburger, no one will avenge them if they rob the Hanseatic merchants."
"That's right! I guess if I robbed the burger, I could grab property worth millions of Gulden gold coins, which would not only offset the expenses of this dispatch, but also make a lot of money!"
"Haha, this is so pleasant!" Jokeem I laughed.
"By the way, Jokiem, you should pay attention when siegeing the city. Let the Swiss work more in the early stage and consume the strength of the hamburger. By the later stage, the city is about to break, replace our people!"
"Ah? Why is this?" Jokiem I was a little puzzled.
"Stupid? Our people are ahead in the later stage. When the city is broken, will our army enter the city first?"
"Ah? Yes, but so what?"
"So what? If our army enters the city first, we can rush to the rich areas and vaults of Hamburg in advance and control most of the property in our own hands. If the Swiss mercenaries rushed in first, the vaults and the rich areas would not be robbed by them first? They are not our people, but if they rob property, they will give us half at most. What's the best way? The most valuable vaults and vaults of Hamburg must be robbed. The Swiss put them in the city behind and can only go to civilian areas to rob..."
After thinking about it, Jokiem I looked at Frederick III with admiration:
"Sir Frederick, you are so tall!" He also stretched out his thumb after saying that.
...
Just as the two were discussing enthusiastically how to divide the wealth of hamburgers, the messenger suddenly came to report:
"Two respected general election emperors, an envoy from East Friesland came from outside the military camp. It is said that they were here to issue a letter of war!"
"What?" Frederick III and Jockim I asked in surprise at the same time.
But then Frederick III laughed:
"It's not bad. The boy Marin finally couldn't help but jump out. As long as the 20,000 troops were eliminated and the four-sided alliance would have no power to stop us! By then, Lubeck and Hamburg will still be ours!"
"Yes, yes, let's share equally... well... and divide some for the Swiss..."
Soon, Marin's messenger arrived at the big tent. Before entering the big tent, the messenger was touched all over and even took off his boots to check to prevent him from entering and assassinating the two electoral emperors with a dagger.
"Duke Schleswig, Earl of East Friesland, Lord Marin, the great lord of Münster and Osnabrück, I ordered me to say hello to the two noble princes of the election!" Willy, one of Marin's guards, bowed to Frederick III and Jockim I.
Although it was a hostile relationship, Frederick III and Jockim I had the status of electorals as noble than Marin. Therefore, Marin's messenger Willy came over and asked him hello first.
"Well..." Frederick III hummed expressionlessly, and then asked in a plain tone:
"What's the matter with the envoy coming? Tell me quickly, we're in a hurry to attack Hamburg..."
Looking at Frederick III, Jokiem I quietly gave a thumbs up...
"Ah..." Willie pretended to be anxious as Marin's explanation, and said:
"Your Excellency the Election Emperor, this is true. My Duke thinks that it is not a solution to both sides. After all, the cost of tens of thousands of troops is too great. Therefore, the kind Lord Marin decided to fight your army in the field now, and use the honor of the knight to decide the victory as soon as possible..."
"Sneer—with the honor of the knight? I remember, your duke... Oh no, after this battle he was still the Earl of East Friesland... Well, your Count, I remember, he is the best at sneak attacks, right? Do you say he is here to make fun of the honor of the knight?" Frederick III laughed mercilessly. On the side, Jokiem I laughed with shame, as if he had heard some funny jokes.
Willy didn't know what to say for a moment, he looked like a rookie. Finally, he respectfully put the parchment in his hand on the ground and said:
"Whether you believe it or not, this time we are indeed fighting the general election and your army to the death. The location is on the plain opposite the Travo River to the west of Lübeck. As for the time, it is at 9 am the day after tomorrow..."
"You are going to go out of the city to fight? Still west of the Travo River?" Frederick III asked in surprise.
"Of course, on the plains on the west bank of the Travo River west of Lübeck!"
"Didn't you lie to me?" Frederick III still didn't believe this good thing. It would be difficult if Marin's 20,000 army really crossed the Travo River and wanted to retreat to the city of Lübeck on the east bank. After all, that was a 20,000 army. Even if he retreated, even if he retreated, a small half of it would be considered God's blessing. And Marin's 20,000 people were unlikely to be the opponent of the 50,000 Bossa coalition... Was the other party here to die?
"Please rest assured, the two electoral emperors, we Duke stroked the Bible and made a sworn, who would not come to be grandson!" Willy inadvertently imitated Marin's usual tone.
"Okay, we will definitely arrive in time!"
Willie seemed to remember something and reminded:
"Two Lords of the Election, my Duke said, today and the day after tomorrow, don't go to the battlefield. If you find that your army has arrived at the battlefield when crossing the river, we will stop crossing the river and return to Lubeck!" This was obviously because we were afraid that the Bossa coalition would attack while the army crossed the river...
"Tsk-do you think everyone like your master who loves to plot and sneak attacks, and likes to do such unwanted things? We are real nobles and will never do such things!" Frederick III said disdainfully.
Chapter completed!