In the early morning of Karlstatt, the city had gradually calmed down, so that except for a force of two hundred men brought by Henry the Younger, there were basically no soldiers in sight, and all the citizens who had been hiding everywhere began to come out. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Boom, boom, boom~~~." But on the street leading to the city gate, there was the sound of neat footsteps, and the neighing of war horses, and the frightened citizens who heard this sound all shrank back into their houses, daring to open the windows a crack, and secretly yearn for it.

I saw that the army of the Duchy of Mecklenburg appeared here, most of them were pikemen with long guns, led by the sergeant major, holding flags representing each company, and at the left end of each company's queue, there was a young drummer, playing the drums, and the soldiers stepped on the drums.

"This is the army that has captured our city." The citizens of Karlstadt watched with fear and hatred, and they would always remember the day when the city was captured by the troops of the Duchy of Mecklenburg.

"No, if it weren't for King Louis betraying us, and the French nobility betraying us, the city wouldn't have fallen." Other citizens targeted the French with their resentment, and would not have been prisoners had they not betrayed their promise to the Carstats.

"Whew, whew~~~." The banner of the black lion of Arold fluttered above the Mecklenburg Legion, and he wore an iron helmet with a blue ribbon wrapped around the top, an intricately carved cuirass, lobster-like gauntlets glittering in the sun, and a large black cloak hanging behind him, which his knight of the Inner House held aloft.

"Glory, glory, glory~~." The pikemen of the Mecklenburg regiment silently passed through the streets, they were an army with discipline at its core. But when the two-handed swordsmen, wearing iron helmets and half-armor and wielding shiny swords, approached, their formation was loose and they roared loudly, in stark contrast to the discipline and silence of the pikemen, which Arold did not care about, for this was a special force that carried out dangerous missions at critical moments.

"These soldiers' clothes are very fancy~." In the face of the Mecklenburg pikemen like a cold killing machine, these will snatch all kinds of bright fabrics on their bodies, and then cut the outer smock of the half armor into small openings with daggers, when the two-handed swordsman walks, the bright fabric will be revealed from the small incision gap, which was originally the style of German mercenaries, but it is also deeply loved by two-handed swordsmen.

"Look, knight." As the two-handed swordsmen and the crossbowmen crossed the streets, the children of the burghers looked out of the window with excitement, for they saw not one or two, but a whole group of knights, who often appeared in the bards and bedside stories.

"Gray Law ~~~." The neighing of war horses came and went, white flags and black crosses, wearing fully enclosed iron bucket helmets, chain mail and white smocks, holding long horse pistols, pennants and slender swallowtail flags fluttering like clouds, and arrogant knights on tall horses marched through the streets with their heads held high.

After the knights is the baggage logistics team, they are composed of partial box cars and logistics corps, providing food and weapon supplies for the entire legion, and some of the partial box cars even have temporary blacksmith shops, which can provide support for bows and crossbows and soldiers at any time, it can be said that the partial box car is one of Arold's most important inventions.

"Boom, boom." The most striking thing in the baggage team is a large car, which has always been covered with a cloth to prevent people from seeing what's inside, but in fact, this is the monster car, Arold's biggest secret.

It took more than an hour for Arold's entire army to pass through the street, and the neat and well-groomed appearance made the Karshitts understand that they did not lose at all at the hands of such an opponent, and looked at the army that had left the city and gradually disappeared in the path, and the Karlstats felt as if everything was a dream.

The Mecklenburg legion traveled north, and when they reached the vicinity of Quedlinburg, Arold and his Mecklenburg legion parted ways, and they were to return to the Duchy of Mecklenburg, depositing the money looted from Karshstadt into Arold's treasury, while Arold was to Quedlinburg with Yves and the Teutonic Knights.

"Drive it~~~." A Mecklenburg knight kicked the horse in the crotch with a spur in his heel, and he galloped all the way to Quedlinburg.

"Whose messenger is it?" The soldier on the gatehouse of Quedlinburg, covering his eyes with his hands, looked at the galloping knight and asked in a curious and loud voice.

"I am the Knight of the Inner Mansion of the Duke of Mecklenburg, and the Duke has returned in triumph to meet the King and His Royal Highness Prince Otto." Arold's knight of the inner palace grabbed the reins of his horse at his crotch, and his mount spun on the ground, while the knight shouted loudly to the soldiers on the gatehouse.

"Is it the Duke of Mecklenburg? Open the gates, open the gates. When the soldier heard this, he hurriedly said to his companions that he had already received an order to open the city gate directly if Arold came.

"Crunch." The Saxon soldiers hurriedly twisted the iron chain of the gate, and the thick iron chain creaked, lifting the heavy iron gate, and a wooden drawbridge slowly set up the moat.

"Woo, woo~~~." The horn on the tower sounded, it was the trumpet of the Saxony dynasty to welcome the distinguished guests, and Arold heard this horn and immediately glanced at Yves beside him in wonder.

"It seems that the king is pleased with you." Yves said with envy, of course, this is just envy and pride, and there is no jealousy at all.

"It's the glory of the Wendell family." Arold looked at his brother and said movingly.

"Yes, if my father were still alive, he would surely feel extremely honored." Yves snorted, his heart was a little sour, Baron Wendell was all in pursuit of knightly glory, but he was betrayed by his own title.

"Let's go, with the glory of the whole family and father." Arrod raised his head, he looked up at the gates of Quedlinburg, and said to Yves, who was beside him.

"Teutonic knights, let us accept this honor with all your deservedness!" Yves nodded vigorously, and he turned his head and shouted to the Teutonic knights behind him.

"Wow~~~." The Teutonic knights excitedly tapped the edge of their sharpcore vulture shields with their swords, and suddenly there was a sound of pampa.

Arold straightened his helmet and cloak, and then gently kicked the war horse under his crotch, and slowly walked towards the gatehouse of Quedlinburg, after entering the gatehouse, it was dark in front of him, the gatehouse of the castle was a kind of urn city, when the enemy invaded the gatehouse of the castle, the gates on both sides of the gatehouse could be put down, so that the enemy was trapped in the gatehouse, so the lighting was not good.

"Whew." When the crotch horse carried Arold through the inner arch, a bright light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, forcing Arold to squint, but his eyes quickly adjusted to the light.

"Wow, hero, our hero~~."

Arold was astonished to see that the long street leading to the inner city of the castle was crowded with people dressed up, and they all cheered when they saw Arrod appear, and the maidens held wicker baskets, and in the baskets there were many colorful flowers, and the maidens scattered the fragrant flowers to Arold with their fair and slender arms.

Flowers rained down on Arold's body, everything seemed to be a dream, Arold slowly passed through the welcoming crowd under the crotch mount, and the Teutonic knights behind him also received the same warm welcome, many beautiful maidens squeezed out of the crowd and boldly ran to the Teutonic knights, they stretched out their arms around the knights' shoulders and offered their own fragrant kisses to the knights, and the knights took off their helmets and accepted their gifts with a smile.

"Lord Duke, we've been waiting for you here for a long time." Arold walked all the way to the church outside the inner city, where Prince Otto and a group of court ministers were waiting for him.

"Oh, Your Highness." Seeing that Prince Otto was waiting for him here, Arold hurriedly turned over from his horse, and a knight of the Inner House hurriedly stepped forward to support Arold.

"Come, Lord Duke. According to our Germanic customs, the triumphant return is to receive the blessing of the bishop and to bring glory to God. Prince Otto reached out and grabbed Arjod and said to him with a smile.

"Of course, the honor goes to God, and to His Majesty the King and His Royal Highness the Prince." Arold reacted quickly, and he hurriedly said loudly.

"Oh oh oh~~." Cheers erupted immediately from the welcoming crowd in the aisle, and it seemed that the people of Quedlinburg were pleased with the humble duke.

"This is the Archbishop of Mainz, and he will personally bless you." Prince Otto pointed to beside him, a man with white hair and a big belly, dressed in a fuchsia robe and wearing a bishop's hat, and introduced Arrod.

"Oh, Archbishop." Arold hurriedly knelt down on one knee in front of the Archbishop of Mainz, although Arold didn't care about these church gods, but he was not a fool, you must know that even the coronation of the king was presided over by the Archbishop of Mainz, not to mention that the Archbishop of Mainz himself was a powerful prince with a large diocese.

"May my Lord bless you, honorable Duke of Mecklenburg, and may you always hold the sword in your hand and serve the King of Heaven and the King of Germany on Earth, Amen~~." The Archbishop of Mainz stretched out his trembling fingers and drew a cross in front of Arrod, not looking at his small gesture, which represented the affirmation of Arrod's status as Duke of Mecklenburg.