The Bohemians saw the courage of the East Francians in this sudden and winless battle, which made them doubt their determination to conquer the East Frankish kingdom, which made the crossing of the river even slower. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Why is it so slow?" The King of Bohemia angrily questioned the nobles.

"Your Majesty, there are many of us, and there are many women and children." The nobleman reluctantly said that the Bohemians still maintain the custom of tribal migration, and there will be a continuous supply of soldiers when fighting, but there will also be the disadvantage of slow movement.

"Let them speed up, I'm worried about whether the Count of Radar will be able to stop the Mecklenburgers." The King of Bohemia said worriedly.

"Rest assured, Your Majesty, the people of the Radar are the strongest clan in our principality, and they have warriors like Turazov, you are too worried." The Bohemian nobles laughed when they heard the king's doubts, if even the people in the radar could be defeated, then the Mecklenburgers were terrible, but of course it was impossible.

"May it be so, may the god of war bless us." The king of Bohemia crossed his hands on his chest, begging for the protection of the god of war, and the nobles hurriedly crossed their arms in prayer.

The fears of the King of Bohemia are gradually becoming a reality, the people of the radar can only passively stay in the wetlands since the baggage was burned, and the Mecklenburg army is not in a hurry to attack, they are waiting for the moment when the people in the radar are weak due to hunger.

"How? Did those people on the radar plan to send messengers to beg for peace? Before Herman stepped down, Julian was standing watching the movements of the people in the wetlands.

"No, the people on these radars have no intention of giving in." Julian shook his head, and he was also amazed at the tenacity of the people on the radar, like a people who never said the word surrender.

"Damn, take a few hits with a whirlwind cannon." Hermann was a little anxious, they had been trapped here for some time, and if this continued, I was afraid that the battle between the combined army of Thuringia and Saxony would be over, of course, Hermann did not know that the combined army would never appear.

"Yes." Julian was also out of ideas, and he nodded in agreement.

"Boom~~~, whoosh, whoosh, ping~~." The whirlwind cannon carriage under the command of Count Yves was dispatched again, and the stone bullets were thrown into the air continuously, and then fell and smashed into the camp of the radar people, the stone bullets smashed the ground, bounced and rolled around, and the people in the radar knew that this was the most dangerous moment.

"Hahaha, the people in the damn radar know how powerful we are!" The Mecklenburgers looked at the bombarded radar camp and couldn't help but stand on a high place and admire the enemy's confusion and evacuation.

Dozens of attacks on the wetland, but were repelled by the people in the radar, which made the people of Mecklenburg also breathe a sigh of relief, and they would feel very happy to see the enemy unlucky, especially since the other party had no way to fight back, but the people in the radar didn't seem to want to make the people of Mecklenburg laugh so happily.

"Whoosh, ping~." Suddenly, when Count Yves's whirlwind cannon carriage stopped a wave of attacks, and when it was reloading the stone shells, stone bullets flew out of the camp in the radar, and although the stone bullets did not really hit the camp of the Mecklenburgers, they startled the Mecklenburg vassals.

"What's going on?" Herman and the others hurriedly looked at the camp of the people in the radar, and the people in the radar actually cut down a tree, and then used a seesaw-like appearance to imitate the whirlwind cannon to make a simple and rough catapult, although this catapult is very simple, completely without the accuracy and precision of the whirlwind cannon, but the shock brought to the Mecklenburgers is huge.

"Oh oh oh~~." Shirtless, Turazov stood on the catapult, raised his right hand and shouted loudly, while the people on the radar around him cheered in unison, whether it was useful or not, it was a demonstration of the Mekran tornado.

"Damn, damn it." Herman looked at the people in the radar who had rekindled their fighting spirit, and couldn't help but scold angrily, but he was helpless, and he was full of emotion about the tenacity of the people in the radar.

"Woo~~~." When the Mecklenburg vassals were helpless, they heard the sound of a trumpet, but it was not from the radar.

"Whose horn is it?" Hermann looked in the direction of the horn, but the vassals of Mecklenburg had surprised and delighted expressions on their faces.

"Isn't this the sound of the Duke's trumpet?" Count Ron was surprised to say that Arrod's horn was made of brass, and that it sounded differently from the horn of a bull's horn.

Arold was riding on a war horse, behind him Sean was holding high the banner of the Duke of the Black Lion, behind them was a large force of cavalry troops, the horse's hooves trampled on the ground and made a roaring sound during the movement, seeing Arold Mecklenburg's vassals hurriedly greeted him, and the soldiers of Mecklenburg's vassals, looking at such a large number of mighty cavalry troops, also let out cheers.

"Look at the reinforcements of the Mecklenburgers." The people in the radar also saw the cavalry unit led by Arold, the number of enemies was increasing, and the pressure on the people in the radar was doubled, and the morale that Turazov had just incited was low again.

"Be prepared, even if there are more people, we will fight to the last man." Count Radar reached out and patted Turazov on the shoulder and said to him.

Arold rode on his horse, like a proud king, and his horse led him to the camp of Mecklenburg, and the vassals stood on both sides of the road waiting for him, and when Arold rode to them, the vassals hurriedly bowed to Arold.

"How's the battle going?" Arold got off the horse, he didn't have any nonsense, and asked directly.

"This." The vassals looked at each other, embarrassed and unsure of what to say.

"It didn't go very well." Herman, as the commander-in-chief, of course, could not be silent at this time, and he stood up and said to Arold.

"Really? The Radarians are the most formidable tribe in the Kingdom of Bohemia, and it's normal to be blocked, but it looks like you've cornered them. Arold glanced in the direction of the people on the radar, and the chaotic battlefield saw the fierce fighting between the two sides.

"Julian infiltrated the camp of the Radar Men with Master Herman and burned their baggage, which is a huge blow to the Radar Insiders, and it only takes a few days for us to defeat each other completely." Count Ron glanced at Herman and said to Arold.

"Oh? Burning the baggage is indeed a blow to the enemy, well, Herman, I am not here to replace your commander, I just stopped by after the hunt to take a look. Arold smiled and said to Herman.

"Hunting?" Arold's words made the vassals wonder that at this time, he was hunting with Namenzi, and he also brought so many cavalry troops.

"Bring our prey!" Arjod beckoned back, and the group of radar captives were brought up.

"Lord Duke, what's going on?" The vassals asked curiously.

"Leave me alone, you can fight according to your own plan!" Arold waved his hand and walked into the camp, he said indifferently.

Arold's arrival overwhelmed the vassals, who did not know whether to listen to Herman or Arold, because Arold really didn't care about himself, just sitting in the tent drinking and chatting with his injured brother.

"You're actually injured, do you still think you're a knight charging into battle?" Arold said to Yves with his glass.

"Those people on the radar have aroused my competitive spirit, haha, it's so uncomfortable to always stay behind and watch other people fight." Yves said to his brother.

"Lady Eve, it's time for a dressing change." At this time, Shirley walked in with a female field nurse dressed in white, this kind of field nurse dress was also designed by Arold and Princess Josie, and the female nurse carried a small leather case in her hand, which contained a bandaged sterilized linen, as well as medicine and a small vial of penicillin, needles and ointment.

"I know, I know, this is just a small wound, but you take care of me like a big man." Count Yves said.

"You're a big shot! However, even smaller wounds can cause more serious diseases if they are not dressed. Shirley took off the bandaged linen, replaced a sterilized linen for Eve, and took out a syringe.

"You, what are you going to do?" I don't know why, Ifu, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, looked at the needle with a thick needle, and actually showed a look of fear.

"Why, the brave and fearless Count Lausitz, would you be afraid of this little needle?" Shirley said with a sneer.

"I'd rather get three stabs than get an injection." Eve's face turned pale and he stood up, trying to escape from the range of the terrible needle, but was held back by Arrod, who was holding back his laughter.

"My eldest brother, a valiant and fearless knight, I order you as a feudal lord that you must listen to Shirley, and this is for your own good." Arold also felt funny, he didn't expect the burly and brave Yves to be afraid of injections.

"I, okay, Arrod, are you taking revenge on me for treating you badly before?" Ive's face turned green and he yelled at Arrod, but Arold didn't care about him and helped the female nurse hold Eff.

"Ah~~, it hurts me." There was a scream from Yves in the tent, and the knights of the Inner Palace, who were holding the handle outside the tent, looked at the tent in surprise and secretly looked at it curiously.

"Alright, alright, it's just an injection, as for it?" Arold couldn't help it, and almost tears came out of his laughter.

"Hmph, don't laugh at me, let's hurry up and figure out how to defeat the people in the radar!" Efu rubbed his ass, embarrassed and painful, and grinned.

"Don't worry, I already knew what to do when I came here." Arold finished the wine in the cup, wiped the corners of his mouth and said.