The Hussar cavalry seized the Bohemian cavalry and brought him to Arold, and when the Bohemian cavalry was swept to the ground, he looked up and saw Arold surrounded by vassals, although he did not know that Arold was the Duke of Mecklenburg, but from the bright armor of Arold and the precious ferret, he knew that he must be a big man in front of him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Ask him, why did the King of Bohemia suddenly attack East Francia?" Arjod asked Ted.

"But would a low-ranking soldier like them know?" Count Ron asked, puzzled.

"Even if they are low-level soldiers, they will know some clues, so it doesn't matter if you ask him." Arold knew that the King of Bohemia had to have enough reasons to mobilize his own soldiers, and Arold just wanted to know why the King of Bohemia would suddenly rebel.

"Lord Duke, he told us that because the Magyars had increased their tribute this year, and their warehouses in the town had caught fire unexpectedly, the only way to avoid the ravages of winter was to attack East Francia." Ted quickly asked the captives why, without the supplies in the warehouse, the Bohemians could not withstand the terrible cold of winter.

"I see." Arold frowned slightly when he heard this, he didn't expect that the influence of the Magyars was so great, just to raise a little tribute, he forced the Bohemians to move west, of course, there was also a situation where the new king of East Francia was newly established, thinking of this, Arold couldn't help frowning deeper.

"Arrod, let's move forward as soon as possible, I can hear the fighting." Yves said to Arrod.

"Go ahead, but let the people on the radar be at the forefront." Arold nodded at Yve, adjusting the deployment of the march.

King Otto watched the battle on the West Bank on horseback, and at this time all the elite forces he could control in the East Frankish kingdom had been put into it, but the Bohemians were outnumbered and gradually became a stalemate.

"It would be nice to have even one more troops." Otto grasped the reins in his hand and said with some discouragement that if there was one more fresh army, he would be able to beat the Bohemians into the Elbe.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please look at the other side." Just as the courtiers of East Francia were also anxious, one of the young courtiers suddenly pointed to the east bank and shouted to Otto.

"Huh?" Otto couldn't help but look in the direction pointed by the courtiers, and saw that behind the camp of the Bohemians, which had been stretched for several miles, an army suddenly appeared, and various colorful spear flags appeared first on the horizon, and at the same time the sound of horses' hooves sounded.

"It's the army, whose men and horses?" The courtiers all craned their necks and looked curiously, and the first infantry to appear was a group of warriors with battle axes in their hands, wooden shields in one hand, and simple leather armor.

"Oooo The Bohemians were also nervously watching the sudden appearance of the army, but when they saw the infantry, they burst into cheers in the camp, for they recognized them as vassals of the King of Bohemia, the Radars.

"It's over, it's Bohemian reinforcements." Hearing the cheers that erupted in the Bohemian camp, the courtiers turned to ashes, and their worst fears had happened.

"Your Majesty, what should we do?" The courtiers set their sights on Otto, their king.

"Fight until the end of the world." King Otto drew his sword, ready for the worst.

"Understood." The courtiers hung their heads, they drew their swords, and now they were the king's last reserves.

"Your Majesty, it is our infinite honor to fight side by side with you." The courtiers clenched their swords and said to King Otto.

"I'm equally honored." Otto also said sincerely to his courtiers.

"Woo, woo, woo~~~." Just as King Otto was about to lead his courtiers into battle as the last force, the sound of a brass trumpet sounded in his ears.

"The sound of this horn is unique, I think I've heard it somewhere." Otto clenched his sword and asked curiously.

"That's right, the horn sounds like the Duke of Mecklenburg." One of the courtiers said immediately.

"Yes, you see behind that group of infantry, isn't it the banner of the Duke of Mecklenburg?"

"Yes, God! It's the Black Lion Flag. "When the courtiers saw the black lion banner flying behind the group of infantry, they never knew that they would feel so affectionate about it.

"The Black Lion Banner, then, is not reinforcements from the Bohemians, but the Duke of Mecklenburg." Although he did not understand why the Bohemian infantry appeared, Otto had a happy smile on his face.

"Why, why did the people on the radar betray me?" The King of Bohemia, who also saw this scene, was shocked by what was happening in front of him, the strongest and most rebellious of the Bohemians, the Radar Man, actually appeared in the enemy's camp, even if there were less than a hundred people, but the morale and psychology of the King of Bohemia was a huge blow.

"How can this be that the people in the radar have surrendered to the enemy?" Many Bohemians began to talk about it, and they knew from their childhood songs that the Radar were the most tenacious Bohemian warriors, and how strong the other side would be if even the Radar Men surrendered.

The Mecklenburg Legion led by Arrod appeared in the rear of the Bohemians, but instead of pressing, he ordered the troops to begin camping, a strange move that forced the King of Bohemia to move a large number of troops to the rear in case of Arrod's attack, which led to the rout of the Bohemian army on the west bank.

"Rush, rush!" The East Frankish nobles rejoiced at the sight of the demoralized Bohemians, and they led their exhausted but well-spirited warriors into the Bohemian camps on the West Bank, chasing down the scattered enemy in the camps, but also slaughtering many unarmed Bohemian women and children.

"Ah~~." The screams of women and children wafted over the camp on the West Bank, and panic and hesitation filled the entire vicinity of the West Bank, and the King of Bohemia could only watch at this time, but did not know how to respond.

"We're caught between two sides, damned Duke of Bavaria, damned tongue-chewing monk." The King of Bohemia almost crushed his own teeth, but now even if he crushed them, he had to swallow them in his stomach with blood.

"Don't worry about Your Majesty, they won't be able to cross the river either." A Bohemian nobleman comforted.

"Order a total contraction." The King of Bohemia, knowing that he could not show cowardice now, told the Bohemians to abandon some of their outer defenses and prepare for a protracted war.

King Otto's army cleared the Bohemian army near the West Bank, and then immediately ordered the army to be stationed in the Bohemian camp on the West Bank and confront the King of Bohemia across the Elbe River.

"Lord Duke, now that the King of Bohemia is blocked by us, when will we attack?" Julian looked at the Bohemians who were stuck on the east bank and asked Arold.

"Don't be in a hurry, send an envoy to ask for tripartite peace talks." Arold was now walking in front of the tent of the camp that had been erected, and his attendants knelt on the ground, helping Arold to remove the lobster armor from his legs and remove the gauntlets from his arms.

"Send a messenger? Now? Julian asked curiously.

"Yes, there's never been a better time." Arold smiled slightly, unfastened the leather strap, and let the squire take off his gauntlet.

"But will the King of Bohemia agree?" Julian asked hesitantly.

"He will, and he knows he can't afford to lose, so the question is to get my king to agree to this peace talk." Arold turned his head to look at the camp of King Otto on the other side, and the morale of the East Franks was so high that they would not agree to the request for peace talks.

"So who are you going to send to be the messenger of the lobbying?" Julian asked.

"To the Bohèmes, I will send Turazov, and my king is ready to send you, are you up to the task?" Arold looked into Julian's eyes and said to him.

"Of course, for the sake of the Duke, I am willing to go to hell." Julian straightened up and said to Arrod.

"Very well, come in with me, and I will show you how to convince His Majesty." Arold lifted the tent curtain and said to Julian.