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"Long live Germany~~." The pikemen roared like thunder in the sky, and they charged with their spears.

"Gray Law~~." The neighing of horses filled his ears, Hussar's light cavalry whistled across with their sabers, and javelins rained down on the head of the King of Bohemia.

"Ah~~." With an exclamation, the King of Bohemia opened his eyes violently, and it turned out that he had a nightmare.

The King of Bohemia sat up from the bed, and beside him were two unclothed women, who were hugging each other in a deep sleep, and the King of Bohemia even envied these two *** Although their status was low, they didn't have to worry too much.

"Whew." The King of Bohemia, who could no longer sleep, got up from his bed, took a fox fur coat and put it on, and went out of his bedroom to face the cold dew in the courtyard, and he felt a little calm.

"The accession of King Otto to the throne of East Francia and the instability of the state made it a good time to seize his wealth and land."

"The Magyars have doubled their tribute, and our people can't hold it anymore."

During the day, the words of the monks and the nobles echoed in the ears of the King of Bohemia, who paced the courtyard with his arms crossed, but he was not afraid of the East Franks, but there was one object of his fear among the East Franks, and that was the Duke of Mecklenburg.

The fear that the Mecklenburg legion brought to the King of Bohemia kept him from daring to go any further, and kept the border between the two countries quiet for a few years, but if he and his nobles did not attack the kingdom of East Francia, he and his nobles would have been crushed by the Magyars' tribute.

"What the hell should I do?" The King of Bohemia looked up in embarrassment and looked at the starry sky.

Suddenly, a fire lit up in the town, like stars falling from the sky, and the king of Bohemia was astonished when he saw the light of the fire from his condescending palace.

Arold did not take the possible invasion of the Bohemians to heart, he was sitting with Soros, who was in charge of merchant affairs in the court, it was a small private banquet, and Soros even brought his family, which was a great honor, and it was a great honor to be able to participate in such a lord's family banquet as a Jew.

"In the blink of an eye, your sons are so old." Arold sat at the table, looked at Soros's sons and said with a sigh.

"Yes, this is the time to grow up, and my eldest son has never wanted to be my assistant, which annoys me a lot." Soros said, shaking his head.

"Oh, I don't want to be a businessman, so what do you want to do?" Arold raised his glass and asked with some surprise, it was a pity that the clever minds of the Jews did not become merchants.

"I want to be a warrior, I want to join the Teutonic Knights." Soros's eldest son said anxiously, his face flushed a little after speaking, Jews are not allowed to join the army, let alone an elite like the Teutonic Knights.

"I'm sorry Lord Duke, I didn't expect him to be so rude." Soros quickly stood up and apologized to Arold for his son, he sweated for his son, fearing that Arold would be furious and throw their whole family into the dungeon.

"Hahaha, you can't do it with the Teutonic knights, why don't you join the Mecklenburg Legion!" Arold was not angry, except that he did not have an ostracism towards the Jews like other nobles, and the soul of the Celestial Empire was originally focused on talent rather than birth.

"Thank you Lord for it." Soros hurriedly said to his eldest son that it was not easy to join the Mecklenburg Legion, and once he was promoted to an officer, it would rewrite the fate of the entire Soros family.

"Lord Duke, I, I still want to join the Teutonic Knights, I heard that even if you don't have noble blood, you can start as an auxiliary soldier in the Knights." Soros's eldest son puffed out his chest and said.

"You, you." Soros's face turned pale, and he scolded in his heart how this bear child didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"Hahaha, okay, since you are so motivated, then start as an auxiliary, and I will write you a letter of recommendation." Arold drank the wine from his glass and said to Soros's eldest son.

"Thank you, Lord Duke." Soros's eldest son blushed with excitement, and he couldn't wait to put on his wings and go to the headquarters of the Teutonic Knights now.

Arold's commendation of Soros's sons is also to show that he still values Soros, when Princess Josie takes little William and Soros's wife to another room to chat, and Soros's sons go to the guard room to see how the guards equip and maintain weapons, for boys, those shiny armor and sharp weapons are more attractive.

"Lord Duke, the commerce of the port is on the right track, and the merchant ships that come and go can bring you as much as a hundred gold coins every month." Soros saw that only he and Arold were left, and knew that now was the time to talk about business, so he reported to Arold.

"I'm not worried about the port, but I have a big plan right now and need your help." Arold looked at the dining table, the silver goblet shining in the candlelight.

I can't help but sigh that when I just crossed into this era, although I was born as a nobleman, but only a squire, the Wendell family was very poor, using clay pottery and wood utensils, who would have thought that I would sit in a strong castle today, enjoying food and precious utensils.

"Please command." Soros hurriedly said that his status and wealth today were all given by Arold.

"I want to unite the ports of the Baltic coastal territories." Arold said to Soros.

"Lord Duke, are you going to start a war?" Soros was taken aback when he heard this, isn't Arold not satisfied with the trade between ports, and wants to use war to bring the port territory along the coast under his control?

"War? No, I don't mean that, I mean to use the power of the Chamber of Commerce to unite the port territories including Lübeck, Fries, the Netherlands, and Flanders into an alliance that can unify duty-free trade. Arold said to Soros.

"Form an alliance." Soros was relieved to hear this, but he was a little puzzled by Arrod's thoughts.

"Yes, only in this way can the lands of the coastal kingdoms prosper, and my territory of Mecklenburg can be further developed." Arold said to Soros.

"With all due respect, Lord Duke, your idea is very interesting, but will the counts of the coast agree to your proposal?" Soros said after a pause.

"Therefore, I will build a strong armed fleet, and you will try to persuade the princes to agree to my proposal, but if there are recalcitrant people among them, I will use a strong fleet to persuade them." Arold said to Soros.

"Fleet? That's a lot of money. Soros opened his mouth and said.

"Yes, but His Majesty has asked us to train a strong cavalry force for him, and that would require the transport of tall horses from the Danes, iron ore and Low Country craftsmen, and if there is no strong fleet, not to mention the princes who can cut off the trade at any time, even the Vikings of Northern Europe will have enough for me to drink, so this must be done." Arold said categorically.

"I see, Lord Duke, there are many timber fields for building ships, but skilled shipbuilders are needed." Soros saw that Arrod was determined, so he proposed to Arrod.

"Where are the shipbuilders?" Arold hurriedly asked.

"The best shipbuilders are, of course, the Venetians, the Genoese, the Byzantines, the Arabs, and again, the English and the Dutch." Soros thought for a moment and said to Arold.

"Oh, then Soros, I order you to immediately recruit more shipbuilders." When Arold heard this, he immediately felt that Soros was worthy of being a Jewish businessman who traveled from south to north, which was basically consistent with the countries in history that opened up the Age of Navigation in Arold's mind.

"But Lord Duke, the people of these countries also understand the preciousness of shipbuilders, and it is impossible for them to sell these shipbuilders." Soros said with a sad face.

"Then use the robbery, the stealing, and I'm going to get those shipbuilders anyway." Arold clenched his fists and said that when he had just conquered Mecklenburg, in order to enrich the ironsmiths in the smelting base, he did not hesitate to order the Brotherhood of Blood to kidnap the craftsmen in various territories.

"Of course you can." Soros has also heard rumors of Arrod's Brotherhood of Blood Drops, and he is sure that Arold will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals.

When Arold and Soros had decided on a policy at the feast, the next day emissaries on horseback from Mecklenburg galloped to the Baltic Sea and the Low Realms, where they would follow Arold's orders to persuade the coastal lords to join the alliance.

Almost at the same time, a fire broke out in the town of the King of Bohemia, and the relentless flames swept through the town and the market, and even a barn was burned down, and the grain in it was saved for the winter, but now reduced to a pile of coke.

"Your Majesty, our town is ruined, and not even the barn is left." In the royal palace, the Bohemian nobles were panicked, they howled like orphans who had lost their mothers, and the King of Bohemia, who sat on the throne, had a solemn face.

Next to the pillars of the palace, Brother Robert stood as a guest, and he watched the panic of the nobles in the court with a blank face, while the King of Bohemia, who sat on the throne, was now on pins and needles.