The carriage left the palace, while Zaclay left on foot. After walking on the avenue for a while, he turned into an alley. Some members of the former presidential guard were already waiting in the alley. "My lord, where are we going next?" a blond young man stepped forward and asked, "Go to the Barthou mansion, and I'll get in touch." Zackley replied, "Yes, my lord, those nobles also have The same intention." The blond young man nodded and replied with a respectful look, "Don't worry, your sir, the weapons are ready, and we can guarantee your safety in case they cheat." "Very good." Zacray said with satisfaction. nod.
"What is the strength of those nobles?" Zaclay asked, "The highest rank is the Marquis Barthes. Besides him, there are six earls, seventeen viscounts and 28 barons who are willing to cooperate with us. No duke will participate. , They are expected to pull up a private army of about five hundred people." The blonde youth replied a little embarrassingly, "So few?" Zacley frowned somewhat unexpectedly, which was less than one-fifth of the noble's overall strength. , It was a bit beyond his expectation, Augustus's control of the noble power was much stronger than he expected, but the influence was not great.
"Where is Nair?" Zaclay asked again. "The head of the Dirk Division said he will not participate, but he will remain silent about our actions." The blond young man said in a deep voice, "Tsk, it's a pity. He hesitated like before and tried to not guilty. Did he forget how the gendarmerie was disbanded and how he was transferred." Zaclay shook his head and said disdainfully, "The gendarmerie is willing to cooperate with us. How many? Can you get new weapons?" "Two-fifths of the original gendarmerie are willing to join us, and they have also brought in some people from the gray area." The blond youth replied, "We really can't get new weapons. To."
"Gray area?" Zaclay was taken aback for a moment, and then he reacted, "That's right, Gawain-Ackerman didn't leave them a way to survive, and now he has a chance to resist them, he will naturally come together." "My lord, then. Do we accept them?" The blond young man asked, and Zaclay hesitated for a few seconds: "Is it reliable? How many people are there?" "Those gendarmes who are willing to vouch for them are not heinous people." The blond young man whispered, " There are more than two hundred military policemen, and there are nearly three hundred people in the gray area. They also have no way for new weapons."
"The rehabilitators have extremely strict control over new weapons. It is impossible to obtain weapons from them. The National Defense Forces have only a few units equipped with new weapons that are under the direct control of Picksis. It is not easy to reach out." Analysis with a beard, "It doesn't matter. The reinstatementists have no actual arms. Picksis will leave here tomorrow to the Wall of Roses. Before the reorganization is completed, the Wehrmacht will be a mess. It is not to be feared. Use our current manpower. The old-style equipment is enough, we will do it tomorrow evening." "Yes, sir." The blond young man responded.
After more than an hour’s concealed walk, Zakrei finally led people to the residence of Barthou. They entered the residence after confirming their identities and no one to follow...
