The battle between the two Eastern and Western samurai became more and more intense, but to outsiders they seemed to be a little clumsy, in fact, this was caused by the heavy armor of the heavily armored samurai, and the Eastern samurai's movements were slightly more flexible, but he had to carefully dodge the attacks of the Mecklenburg heavy cavalry, and the heavy gauntlets would inevitably knock him to the ground if they hit the vital point. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Suppress him, suppress him." The onlookers cheered loudly outside the fence with their fists raised, but Arold did not stop the soldiers, he wanted to create a belligerent atmosphere in the barracks.

"Ping-pong, ping-pong, ping-pong~~." The Eastern samurai jumped into the air and struck the head of the Mecklenburg foot heavy cavalry with a horizontal knife in succession, and under the protection of the dog's beak helmet, the Mecklenburg heavy cavalry only shook his body a few times, but he immediately took a step back and leaned his body against the wooden fence.

"Whew, whew, whew." The Mecklenburg foot heavy cavalry panted in his helmet, he looked at his opponent from the gap in the helmet, the Eastern warrior wearing the iron mask did not stop attacking, he continued to hit the foot heavy cavalry with the bladeless horizontal knife in his hand, the rules of the battle were that one side fell to the ground alive and threw down his weapon and surrendered on one knee.

"Wow~~." Suddenly, the Mecklenburg hoplites threw away their bulky kite shields and rushed up and grabbed the Eastern warrior by the waist, and the two of them rushed out together, their feet in the wet mud.

"Oh~~." The Eastern warrior stepped on the mud and was unsteady in his footsteps, and was pushed to the ground by the Mecklenburg heavy cavalry, although he jumped up with a carp, but his back touched the ground and he was already losing.

"Good fight." Arold nodded with satisfaction, and the two sides could be said to have brought their respective advantages into play.

"This kind of duel doesn't show anything, it's a collective battle on the battlefield, and they're not nobles." Count Ron pouted.

"It's not easy, just organize a group scuffle, and it just so happens that we should also let the fighters move before the war." Arold looked at the two warriors who had taken off their helmets, and they reached out to each other to pull each other, and the two warriors could see that they were sympathetic to each other.

"Lord Duke, Havina has news from Skåne." Then Herman came over and said to Arold.

"Oh, is there finally news?" Arold quickly turned around and followed Herman towards the chamber, while Count Ron remained in the barracks to watch the warriors fight.

"Yes." Herman followed in Arold's footsteps and replied in the affirmative.

"Why is Lena willing to let you go today and let you have some free time?" Arrod asked curiously as he walked.

"Miss Lena has been very interested in those Orientals lately, and always visits their camps." Herman's face was a little unnatural, and he said to Arold smugly.

"It's just a kid who is greedy for freshness, and don't forget that you are the best dance partner at the party." Arold paused and patted Herman on the shoulder, reassuring him.

"Thank you, Lord Duke." Herman's eyes lit up when he heard this, Arold is the supreme ruler of Mecklenburg, and he is also Lena's brother In feudal customs, the marriage of courtiers and vassals in the entire Mecklenburg court must be approved by Arold, and now Arold's hint is very obvious, that is, to recognize Herman and Lena.

"The atmosphere in the palace has not been very good recently, Herman, you are the person that His Majesty likes the king, don't get involved." Arold was silent for a moment, and when the two were about to reach the gate of the tower, Arold said to Herman that the nobles in the court knew that Herman had a bright future, so they tried their best to flatter him, so Arold reminded him.

"Don't worry, Lord Duke, I'll be careful, but there's something I've always wanted to talk to you about, as your loyal courtier and friend." Herman puffed out his chest and said.

"Say it." Arold stood on the steps, turned around curiously and asked.

"Lord Julian of Weller is an excellent nobleman, and if he can be summoned to serve in your court, I am sure he will contribute to the prosperity of Mecklenburg." Herman petitioned Arold.

"Did Julian intercede with you?"

"No, I saw his courage and wisdom in the battle with the people in the radar." Herman said frankly.

"Okay, I'll think about it."

Havina had already been waiting in the chamber, and she looked curiously at the wall covered with the curtain, and when she walked to the front of the wall and lifted the corner of the curtain with her hand, she saw a huge map.

"Squeak." At this moment, there was a sound of the door opening, and Havina quickly put down her hand holding the curtain, turned and walked to the wooden table and sat down.

"Havina, how is the situation now, is the battle between the Danes and the Swedes fierce?" Arold walked into the chamber and asked Havena in a loud voice.

"The Swedes seem to be preparing for a big war." Havina slapped her face with her hand, she didn't know why she was always feeling hot lately, maybe it was the result of pregnancy.

"It seems? I want to be sure, give me more detailed information, how many people, and where is the decisive battle? Arold said to Havina with a frown.

"They mobilized most of the Swedish tribes, and the war lords were shouting for the coming battle, and it was estimated that there should be two or three thousand warriors." Havina reports to Arrode.

"Is there any movement from the Norwegians?" Arold then asked.

"There are rumors that the Norwegian king will send reinforcements, but others say that the Norwegians are preparing to cross the sea to the Saxon islands, and there are different accounts, and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false information."

"Continue to scout, make sure to find out the movements of the Norwegians, and whether the Swedes will be in Skåne?" Arold paced through the chamber, he had a bold idea.

"I will." Havina stood up and promised Arold, and then walked out of the conference hall, when she walked out of the conference hall, Herman stood outside the conference hall waiting for Arold, Havina felt sweat on her forehead, she took out a thin linen handkerchief from her cuff and was about to wipe it, she didn't know why her eyes were dark, and she quickly stabilized her body, but the handkerchief in her hand fell to the ground.

"Lord Havina, are you alright?" Herman saw Havena, who was standing at the door, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

"It's okay, I guess I didn't have a good rest last night." Havina smiled hastily, and she tried to bend down to pick up the handkerchief, but she felt her waist sore and her fingers reached the ground, but she couldn't continue.

"Let me do it!" Herman bent down to pick up the handkerchief on the ground and handed it to Havena, speaking to Havena.

"Thank you." Havina smiled reluctantly, wiped her forehead with a handkerchief, and walked on.

"Herman." At this time, Arrod's voice sounded in the chamber, and Herman, although worried about Havina's weak body, walked into the chamber to wait for Arrod's dispatch.

"Huh~." Out of the corner of her eye, Havina suddenly saw that at the corner of the corridor, there seemed to be a figure flashing, although it was only for a moment, but Havina was the head of the spy, she knew that she was being watched in the court, as for whether it was the court or the court, then she didn't know.

Havena's information was accurate, King Ehar I of Sweden sent an emissary to his friends and Swedish tribesmen, and the Danes who had abandoned Odin's faith dared to encroach on his territory, which made the Swedes furious, and the people who lived in the land of Vikan were grumpy fellows, who could draw their swords at a banquet and drink mead.

"Phew, damned Danes who have turned their backs on the gods, I will chop off the heads of their kings with a tomahawk and make them into urinals, and their houses will be burned down, and their women and children will become slaves." King Ehar I of Sweden wore his blond hair and a dozen tiny braids at the back of his head, each of which was fastened with gold braid rings, his thick golden beard shaking as he spoke, and the leather armor on his body rattled.

"Rest assured, we'll kill them, and those filthy Southerners." A Swedish war lord said, wearing a wolf's scalp cloak on his head, his face smeared with cyan dye, a rugged exterior and a thunderous voice, fish-scale leather slab-like armor, and a sharp sword pinned to his waist.

"In Odin's name, kill them." The other warlords raised their glasses in their hands, and they shouted heartily.

"Valhalla~~." The Swedish Vikings raised their weapons and called the name of the Valhalla Temple, their eyes full of fanaticism.

King Ehar I of Sweden had a smug smile on his face, and his eyes seemed to have crossed the dense forest, looking directly into the wooden village built by the Danes, as if he wanted to meet the Danish king, but in fact the Danish king was drunk with wine and slave girls, and had already fallen asleep in the tent, but standing on the wooden wall was the Danish queen Grace, the former shield maid was wearing a military dress and a red cloak, and she had a short knife and a small battle axe pinned to her waist.

"I seem to hear the shouts of the Swedish war lords." Grace said to the Bishop of the Vikan region beside her.

"Ha, but our king is wasting his time on barrels and women's bellies." The bishop turned to look at the tent, and the king's snoring seemed to resound throughout the wooden village.

"It looks like the Swedes are ready to fight us to the death in Skåne." Grace smiled and said to the bishop.

"We have passed the news to the Duke of Mecklenburg, and we believe that he will send us reinforcements." The regional bishop nodded and said to his queen.

"The decisive battle is about to begin, whether this is the victory of the new gods, or the struggle of the old gods." Grace looked up at the clear starry sky in the sky.