"Target, the Lida Fort, which is occupied by the Wendell family members, advances." Earl Lauziz looked at Duke Ebul, who looked as if he was ashen, smiled contemptuously, turned the head of his mount toward the other direction. He pulled out his sword, pointed in the direction of Lida Fort, and ordered his army loudly.

With the orders of Count Lauziz, the army composed of the Mason noble alliance turned to the direction of Liddar Castle. Seeing the scene in front of him, Duke Eble opened his hands, as if he wanted to catch something, but he could not catch anything except the air of nothingness.

"God, what did I do?" Duke Eble finally leaned limply against the cold wall. He buried his head in his knees, both of anger at Count Lauziz's plot against him and regretful of his powerlessness.

The news that Earl Lauziz was marching towards Lida Fort quickly came into the ears of Baron Wendell and his son like birds. They were so shocked that they couldn't believe their ears. They originally thought that at least Duke Eble would protect them, but now all this was lost. The Wendell family would fight alone for their lives.

"Sir Baron, we will immediately ride a fast horse to Mecklenburg and ask the Earl of Mecklenburg to send troops to rescue him." Harvey immediately said to Baron Wendell. They originally expected that the Duke's mediation would not be too fast, but they did not expect that Earl Lauziz would actually plot against Duke Eble. It seems that Earl Lauziz has put a lot of effort into this day.

"Harvey is right. We need the protection of my brother's powerful army now." Sir Ifu immediately agreed. He had just had his own son, so of course he didn't want the child to be in danger. Although he was still a little dissatisfied with Arude on weekdays, Ifu had to admit Arude's power.

"We will take the fastest horse to Mecklenburg." Harvey assured Ive. She took Webster immediately to the Baron's stable, where a servant had prepared the two fastest horses in the entire Lidaburg. The two galloped out of Lidaburg like lightning and quickly headed towards Mecklenburg.

Arod, in Mecklenburg, was not idle at this time. The farmers who had just passed the harvest season received a call to call, and those who had registered their household registration by monk Elvit were summoned to the castle during the slack season on weekdays and were called Baojia soldiers. Compared with the other lords' conscripted soldiers, they were much more powerful.

"A young and strong man in the village, hurry up to Mecklenburg according to the past training~~~~." In the village where the farmers gathered, the chief of the security guard sounded a gong distributed in his hand. This was used when orders and warnings were issued from Mecklenburg. Hearing the sound of the chief of the security guard, the farmers in the village began to walk out of their huts and gather towards Mecklenburg.

The weapons that Baojia soldiers train on weekdays are shields and spears, and they wear leather armor. They wear wide-edge round helmets. These equipment and weapons are usually stored in Mecklenburg's arsenal. They can only be reported and collected in Mecklenburg when they are trained and received combat orders. In order to prevent the enemy from attacking, Arod paid more attention to border patrols and warnings.

"The residents of the town of Wisma, our respected Count is threatened by the mean Earl of Rauziz, and we should immediately take our weapons and go to Mecklenburg. Defend our respected Count." The mayor of the town of Wisma, stood in the square of the town, and announced loudly to the residents of the town.

"Are you going to fight? Why don't we know?" The citizens in the town whispered to each other. Most of the citizens in the town are merchants, but don't underestimate these merchants. Once they are angry, they will buy excellent armor and weapons to go to the battlefield and fight for the interests of themselves and their families.

"Yes. Don't forget who made our town so prosperous. If the Count falls, all our possessions will be confiscated by the greedy Earl Lauzits, and all the money will be taken into account by the nobles." The mayor of the town of Wisma knew the nature of the merchants and immediately said to them.

"That's right. Although the Earl of Mecklenburg sometimes tends to be those mud legs, we have indeed made a lot of money because of the sea-to-stop travel."

"Earl Lauziz has a bad reputation among the countries. Caravans are often robbed by bandits when they pass through the territory of Earl Lauziz."

"That's right, it happens often. Some survivors say that the bandits have very good weapons and do not look like ordinary bandits at all." The reputation of the Mason nobles was just the opposite. The merchants did not say a good thing to Count Lauziz. Plundering caravans and oppressing farmers was what Count Lauziz was best at.

"Then let's help the Earl of Mecklenburg fight a war." The merchants recognized Arod's policy of tolerance and valuing business. They raised their fists and cheered in the square, intending to follow the Earl of Mecklenburg to fight against Earl Lauzits.

"Okay, it seems that everyone has agreed, so let's buy armor and halberds. We will gather here tomorrow morning and then go to Mecklenburg to serve the Count." The mayor of Wiesma Town looked at the scene in front of him with satisfaction. He announced to everyone that the citizens' weapons and equipment are usually borne by themselves, and this is also because they are a wealthy class.

"Dear Earl, the baojia soldiers gathered in total, and one hundred halberd soldiers composed of citizens from the town of Visma and Mecklenburg. Today, the monk Elvitt said to Arod in the lord's hall. In the morning of the next day, many tents were set up outside Mecklenburg, where more than 600 soldiers gathered, all of whom were gathered under Arod's black lion flag.

"Have the German Mercenary Group returned yet?" Arod nodded at Monk Elvitt, but what he cared most was his mercenary unit that could conquer and fight. I don't know when he actually relied on this unit. If the German Mercenary Group had not been suppressed, he would have felt a little nervous.

"We have sent several envoys, but there is no news to be reported. Could it be that the Denmark King Banuk is unwilling to release people?" Monk Elvit was also very puzzled. The reason for summoning the German Mercenary Group was fully explained to Banuk. Besides, if the German Mercenary Group wanted to return on its own, even if the Denmark King Banuk was angry, it would be useless.

"How are our cavalry prepared?" Arod stood up and paced in front of the seat. In addition to the German Mercenary Corps, there was also a killer weapon, which was a well-trained heavy cavalry, and the cavalry needed more material support.

"The horses of the heavy cavalry should be sufficient through trading and the Bog family. It is just that the regular attendants who are still training wear chain mail and go to fight with carriage guns. They have not received sufficient training and tests." Monk Elvit knew that the young attendants selected by Arod had allowed them to receive training from various heavy cavalry in the valley. However, this training was carried out shortly after Arod returned from Northern Europe, so the combat effectiveness of the heavy cavalry is really up to date.

"We have no time now, so we can fight and hone our skills. By the way, will Monk Saint Jom agree to lend us the knights?" Aruod also knew that the training of heavy cavalry could not be achieved at once. If religious knights join, his chances of winning would be higher.

"It is a pity that the elders of the Monks of St. Johnem said that they did not participate in the battle between Christians, so they would not intervene in the war between us and Count Lauzits." Monk Elvit said to Arod, holding his hands.

"Is that right? There's nothing I can do." Aruod could only shake his head helplessly. These monks were a group of very stubborn people, with the principle that they would never break, and the secular nobles could not force them.

"Sir Earl, the messenger from Denmark has returned. There may be news about the German mercenary group." At this moment, Sir Ron pushed open the door of the lord's hall and walked in. As soon as he walked in, he came to Arod and said.

"Oh, call him in." Arod hurriedly sat on a chair and ordered Sir Ron.

"Dear Count, I bring news from the German Mercenary Group." A dusty messenger walked into the hall. When he saw Arod sitting on a wooden chair, he immediately knelt down on one knee.

"Let me tell me, where is my army?" Arod stretched his neck and looked behind the messenger, as if the German mercenary group was hiding behind the messenger, of course there was nothing there.

"Sorry, Count, I went to the German Mercenary Group to announce your order, but, but." The messenger raised his head and glanced at the anxious Arod and said hesitantly.

"What the hell is going on? Tell me quickly." Arod frowned, and an ominous premonition appeared in his heart. Could it be that the German mercenary group betrayed him? But it is impossible. The German mercenary group's loyalty has always been very reliable.

"There are only two hundred people in the German Mercenary Group willing to return. They will be led by Colonel Andrew, deputy commander of the German Mercenary Group, to return to Mecklenburg for several days."

"What? There are only two hundred people, what about the others?" Arod stood up in shock. Why did his most elite German mercenary group have only two hundred people willing to return? What exactly happened? (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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