"Quick, surround the prince on all sides and cover him! The soldiers cannot see him no matter what!"
Ren Jidian also took off the prince's outer coat and covered it over his head, since his golden hair might become an obvious give-away to his identity.
The coachman chuckled, patting his horses' backs. "Good plan, but who will cover for you lofty bunch? Surely you don't think that a random group of people suddenly entering the castle wouldn't get in trouble."
"Both Prussian attackers and Bohemian defenders will see you as an enemy. It's group suicide."
Ren Jidian growled. "We can manage ourselves well, thanks for the concern."
"Oh, no concern meant at all. I am simply amused to see the show from the shadows."
Ren Jidian cursed on his head. (This fucking goat! I will skewer you some day, just you wait!)
"Come on, mateys! Until Death!" He led the way for their little circle, his dagger on his hand as well as the pistol ready.
