Turazov was amazed not only by the beautiful nurses, but also by the wounded soldiers who were able to sit up and even move freely, as the right and left hand of the Count of the Radar, he knew very well the condition of the wounded soldiers in the radar, many of them were actually waiting for death, but now he couldn't believe his eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Lord Turazov." A wounded soldier with his left eye wrapped in his left eye, limping with a cane, came to Turazov's side and greeted him.

"You, aren't you dying?" Turazov looked at the soldier in front of him in surprise, he knew this warrior, they fought side by side together, but this unlucky warrior had five hands, including a spear in the left eye and left leg, and the whole thing was lying down waiting for death.

"Yes, but the women of Mecklenburg saved me." The wounded soldier couldn't hide his excited look, too, anyone would be happy to be able to pick up a life.

"Do those women know witchcraft? Able to bring the dead back to life. Turazov asked curiously.

"I don't know, maybe it's witchcraft or maybe it's a miracle, but they did save my life, and many people were saved." The wounded soldier in the radar said to Turazov.

"I didn't expect them to actually do it." Turazov originally thought that Arold was a pretext for treating wounded soldiers in three days, but he didn't expect that he actually did it.

On the third day, Arjod's Mecklenburg corps set off smoothly, and they advanced in the direction of the Elbe, leaving not a single wounded behind, and even a few wounded soldiers who had not yet recovered were taken away in side vans.

Unbeknownst to the King of Bohemia, the army he had used against the Mecklenburgers had been completely routed and that the Radarians had returned to Arrod, the most urgent news he received was that Otto, King of East Francia, was leading an army ready to fight to the death on the banks of the Elbe.

"Why hasn't the Duke of Bavaria moved?" At this time, the king of Bohemia suddenly pinned his hopes on the Duke of Bavaria, who had promised him that when he led a large army to attack Otto, he would respond with an army, but there was no movement at this time.

"None of the cunning Franks can be trusted." The Bohemian nobles also realized something, and they angrily said to the Bohemian king.

"Have we fallen into the trap of the Duke of Bavaria and the Saxons?" The King of Bohemia could not help but suspect that the situation had developed far beyond his imagination, and that the unknown was what frightened him the most.

In fact, it was not that the Duke of Bavaria was unwilling to respond to the King of Bohemia, but that an accident completely disrupted his plans with Brother Robert.

"Take it." The Duke of Bavaria rode his brown steed and chased a wild boar through the Bavarian forest, dressed in leather light armor, with this brown cloak fluttering behind him, and a spear in his hand, galloping through the woods.

"Lord Duke, please slow down." The attendants followed the duke closely, although Duke Arnulf still seemed to be in good health, but after all, he was in his fifties, which was already a very long life expectancy.

"Oh~~." The wild boar that was being chased found himself in a corner, so he turned his head and aimed his fangs at the Duke of Banulf who was chasing behind him, and then rubbed the ground with his strong hind legs, and rushed towards the Duke of Bavaria.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~~." A hunting Bavarian attendant hurriedly shot the boar with his bow and arrow, trying to force the mad boar back.

"Stop, it's my prey." However, he was stopped by the Duke of Bavaria, who held the spear in his backhand and aimed the tip of the spear at his prey.

"Whew~~." The boar hissed with all his might, and bowed its head at the duke, charging so fast that he could only see the dead leaves on the ground flying.

"Gray Law~~." In the face of the wild boar in frenzy, the war horse under the duke's crotch neighed, and the two-hoofed man stood up.

"Lord Duke." The Bavarian squires rushed forward in astonishment, and they could not now heed the Duke's orders.

"Hum~~, Ao~~." The Duke of Bavaria grabbed his horse between his legs and threw his spear out, and the forest resounded with exclamations and the howling of wild boars.

When night falls, in the clearing of the forest, a roaring fire burns in the camping, the Bavarian nobles drink and talk, and on the bonfire a whole boar is being turned by the servants, the squeaky oil dripping into the flames, and the smell of meat permeates the camp.

"Lord Duke, sure enough, the sword is not old, and such a big boar has been killed by you." The Bavarian nobles surrounded the Duke of Banulf and flattered the old duke, and the old duke was also very proud at this time, and the old man was always afraid that he would not be able to regain his former bravery.

"What is this, when I was young, I didn't have to worry about this double boar." Duke Banurf touched his beard and sat down in front of the tent and said.

"Lord Duke, I have heard that Otto has recently been overwhelmed by the Bohemians, and that a combined Thuringian and Saxon army has been wiped out on the east bank of the Elbe." As the atmosphere grew hotter, a Saxon nobleman said.

"Yes, I heard that even the Saxon court generals were beheaded and let the Bohemians show off everywhere."

"It would be a mistake to let such a yellow-haired boy be king."

"That's right, the other tribes will definitely be intrusive against us when they see the weakness of the leader of the kingdom."

"Lord Duke, how shall we respond to hearing that Otto has sent a summoning order to all the dukes and nobles asking for support in his resistance against the Bohemians?" The Bavarian aristocracy inquired curiously about the attitude of the Duke of Banulf.

"You are my vassals, who can command you without my commands?" Duke Banurf wrapped his bearskin shawl, looked at the wild boar squeaking on the grill, and said to the nobles.

"Of course, our allegiance is you, the Duke." The Bavarian aristocracy hurriedly took a stand.

"Hahaha, don't talk about those unhappy things, quickly divide this prey!" Duke Banulf laughed and stood up, he knew in his heart that at this time, all the principalities were still moving, it was the result of Brother Robert's lobbying around, with the thousands of improvised troops in Otto's hands, it was not a Bohemian opponent at all, as long as the Bohemians eliminated Otto, at that time, he, the Duke of Bavaria, would use his status as an elector to call up a large army and personally go to resolve this conflict, even if Otto was still alive at that time, I am afraid that his prestige would have been lost.

The Duke of Bavaria, full of ambition, took out a sharp cleaver, separated the fat boar on the grill, and distributed the fragrant wild boar meat to the nobles, while leaving himself the best piece of meat for the back dolphin.

It was the most pleasant night for the Duke of Bavaria, who was dunching on wild boar meat he had hunted with his own hands, drinking the best ale made in the domain, listening to the nobles bragging to each other, and thinking of the majesty of sitting on the throne of East Francia, wearing a golden crown, wearing a king's robe, holding a scepter and a magic orb, and gradually the Duke of Bavaria fell asleep.

The next morning, the nobles woke up from their hangover, looked at the messy camp, teased each other, and then got up to greet the Duke of Bavaria, but when they came to the Duke's tent, they found that the Duke's knights and attendants were pale and panicked.

"What's wrong?" A nobleman hurriedly asked.

"Duke, there's something wrong with the Duke." One of the attendants said in alarm.

When the Bavarian nobles saw Duke Banulf lying in the tent, they were all taken aback, and saw this noble and tenacious old man who seemed to live to the end of the world, lying on a deerskin blanket, his eyes were trying to open open, but his mouth was crooked to one side, the corners of his mouth were full of white foam, his eyes were slanted to one side, and half of his body was trembling but he couldn't move.

If Arrod had seen it, he would have understood at once that the old duke had suffered a stroke, and he would not be able to hunt in the forest on horseback, or lead his strong sons into battle.

However, the Bavarian nobles did not know what was going on, so they hurriedly sent the Duke of Bavaria back to the castle, and invited doctors and priests for the Duke, who believed that the filthy blood had polluted the Duke's body, so they immediately bled him with a knife, trying to save the Duke by letting go of the dirty blood, but the bloodletting was almost half a basin and was still helpless.

"Lord Duke is in the middle of an evil spirit, he must have been attacked by evil spirits in the forest, we will use the most pious attitude to pray for Lord Duke, through the power of the Holy Church, Lord Duke can be restored to health." When the doctors failed, the priests decided that their time had come, and they took the choir children to the duke's quarters, where they chanted the Bible and held up a golden cross in an attempt to exorcise the Duke of Bavaria.

Of course, their efforts were in fact useless, under some tossing, the tenacious old duke was dying of rectification, only half of his life was left on the sickbed, although his consciousness was still awake, but there was no way to act, at this time, King Otto led the army gradually confronted the Bohemians, and Arold led the Mecklenburg army from the rear of the Bohemians to catch up, forming a flanking situation against the Bohemians, a great battle was gradually forming on the banks of the Elbe, It is not yet known who will be the winner, but for the Duke of Bavaria, success or failure has nothing to do with him.