The days gradually passed in the dull, just when Arold thought that he would spend this winter in a peaceful banquet, but in the early morning of one day, a loyal patrolman came to Mecklenburg in a panic, the appearance of the patrolman made Arold feel very strange, could it be that a foreign enemy attacked his territory? He called the Ranger into the halls of the lords.

"What's wrong, Border Patrolman, why did you leave your post?" Arold sat in the lord's chair and asked the dusty servant.

"Lord Earl, a band of bandits has crossed our southern border, and they have sacked a farmhouse." The Frontier Inspector anxiously reported to Arrod, who stood up in surprise, he thought that the West Slavs might take advantage of the heavy snow to attack Mecklenburg by surprise, and also thought that the Vikings in the north would take revenge on him for crossing the sea, but what he never expected was that a group of bandits sacked his territory, and then Arold felt that his authority had been humiliated.

"A group of bandits have dared to attack my territory, how many of them are there?" Arold shouted angrily, his voice echoing through the hall of the lords, and the courtiers of Mecklenburg came to the hall, and they looked at each other in surprise at the sound of the lord's roar.

"What's wrong, Arrode?" Arrod's brother, Count Yves, also entered, and every morning he went to the barracks outside the castle to practice his fighting skills, and when he returned from practice, he happened to come across the scene in front of him.

"How many of those bandits are there? Baron Ron has brought the cavalry to bring those criminals to justice, and I want to see them on the gallows with my own eyes. Av continued to ask the rangers, and ordered Ron to take the cavalry to the bandits, believing that when the cavalry appeared, those who had sneaked across the border and sacked their villages would be captured.

"There were two dozen of them."

"Lord Earl, I'll get those criminals here." Baron Ron bowed to Arrod and immediately turned and walked out of the hall. And he gathered the heavy cavalry to rush out of the castle and towards the village that had been attacked, and everyone thought that they would win the victory and return to Mecklenburg with the bandits on ropes, but after half a day, Baron Ron and the heavy cavalry returned to Mecklenburg dejectedly, and they found nothing.

"Why didn't you catch those bandits?" Arold looked at Baron Ron with a guilty face. He didn't understand that if he lost, he would at least lose his troops, but Baron Ron and the heavy cavalry were unscathed.

"I'm sorry Lord Earl, those bandits are so cunning that as soon as we appeared, they hid in the dense forest and didn't fight us at all." Baron Ron tucked his helmet under his arm and said to Arrod in discouragement.

"Then you're not going to chase it, aren't you?" Arold asked rhetorically.

"We pursued, but they were like rats, and we couldn't catch up at all, and the cavalry couldn't run away in the dense forest and bushes." Baron Ron also had a hard time. Those bandits fled when they saw them from afar, especially in the dense forests on the southern border, and even the strongest cavalry could not do anything if the other side started a guerrilla war.

"Well, there's always a solution to this." Listening to Ron's words, Arold also became worried, he didn't expect this group of bandits who crossed the border because of hunger to be so difficult, if they adopted the strategy of Taizu's enemy to advance and retreat, hide in Arold's territory and forage for food, then it would be really a headache.

"We can take the approach of encirclement. Trapping them in the mountains, hungry and thirsty in the snow and ice will make them unbearable. Ron said to Arrod.

"And how many soldiers do I have to spend to besiege the mountain? How much food to bring for these soldiers. Arrod rejected Ron's offer. This is simply a stupid way, it costs a lot of money for a group of bandits, and it is certainly not advisable to reduce the damage when it is supposed to be counterproductive.

"Arold let me go, I can fix this." Yves stood aside and said to Arrod, rubbing his cheek with his iron hand. Arrod looked at his brother suspiciously.

"What's your idea?" Arold asked.

"I'm going alone, and the bandits won't run away." Yves said to Arrod.

"One person, but there are more than 20 of them, no matter how brave you are, you will not be an opponent." Arold shook his head, he couldn't let the Wendell family lose any more, so he refused.

"Don't worry. I'll take three or four soldiers with me, and those bandits will definitely take the initiative to attack when they see this young man, so you can lead the army and station not far away, and wait for my signal to attack." Ifu stroked his prosthetic leg, and he asked Arold to say yes, and Arold thought that this was also a solution, so he agreed to Yve's proposal.

In order to rid the bandits who were doing evil in the territory of Mecklenburg, Arold led the cavalry and stationed in a village not far from the bandits, and Ive, wearing his helmet and armor, and beside three Mecklenburg soldiers holding wooden boxes with prosthetic weapons, they mounted their horses and ordered the two farmers to leave with the wagon loaded with food.

On the path of the dense forest below the mountain, Yves rode on his horse and was fully armed in front of the carriage, and the farmers were trembling and driving the wagon, they knew what was happening at the border, even the slightest movement in the woods would cause them to panic, if it weren't for the fists of Yves and the soldiers, I am afraid that the two farmers would have left a qiē and fled.

"Come out of the bugs." Yves rode on his horse as usual, but he muttered to himself, with such a small number of people to escort supplies, those bandits saw through the strategy, just as he was thinking this, suddenly a strange movement sounded from the dense forest of the path on the left, and Yves immediately recognized that it was the sound of the bowstring.

"Whoosh~~~." An arrow shot out of the jungle on the left side and hit Yves's shoulder, but his shoulder was protected by plate armor, and the arrow bounced off with a snap, and Yves immediately turned his horse's head to the forest on the left, and the three Mecklenburg soldiers immediately grabbed their weapons and aimed them in the direction of the enemy's attack, while the farmers shouted in horror and hid under the wagon.

"Kill~~~." Just as the arrows flew overhead, a group of people in tattered clothes and armor held up all kinds of weapons in their hands, including swords and short-handled axes, and several of them even carried bows and arrows on their backs, shooting arrows at Yves and the others as they walked.

"My lord, let's give a signal." A Mecklenburg soldier took out the horn he had hung around his waist and brought it to his mouth, and at the first command of Yve, he blew the horn to summon the heavy cavalry stationed not far away.

"No, as soon as the horn sounds, the bandits will run away." Yves stopped the soldiers, and it was a dense forest on both sides, and as soon as the horn sounded, the bandits would burrow into the forest, and it seemed that these bandits had a lot of trouble attacking them here.

"Kill." While Yves was talking to the soldiers, those bandits had already attacked, Yves frowned and kicked the horse's belly with his heel, the war horse instinctively rushed forward, although the bandits were numerous, but the war horse rushed into them like entering a no-man's land, Yve's prosthetic limb has been replaced with a long sword, a weapon in a combat state, Yve's proficient in combat understands that he can't let the war horse fall into the enemy's encirclement, he immediately manipulated the war horse to cross the edge after the bandits scattered the bandits, and then turned the horse's head like a wolf foraging for food on the edge of the bandits, At this time, the bandits were divided into two groups, one team went to rob the baggage carriage, and the other team was to pounce on Yve, who was in full armor, and even these bandits knew that if they could catch the nobles, they would definitely be able to exchange for a large amount of ransom, but if they couldn't exchange for ransom, the armor on Yve's body was enough for them.

"Don't let the big nobleman run away, catch up with him." The leader of the bandits was clad in an old leather armor, holding a rusty sword in his hand, and in his left hand he carried a pointed wooden shield, and his body was stronger than that of other yellow-skinned bandits.

The bandits, under the leadership of their leader, screamed and tried to surround Ive, but Ive's horse was always flashing left and right, and the arrows passed by him, Ifu skillfully controlled his horse to avoid the trees and enemies, his eyes looked for the weak and lonely among the bandits from the gap in the mask, and the bandit who gradually became physically exhausted in the running fell alone, the corner of Ive's mouth showed a smile, he took advantage of the gap between the crowd and the lonely, and kicked the war horse under his crotch fiercely, and the long sword in his left hand pointed straight forward, His body leaned forward gradually.

"Wow, wow~~~." The one, who wore a felt hat and had rough skin on his face, knew at a glance that he had just been transformed from a peasant to a bandit, and he was holding a pitchfork in his hand, and when he saw Yves turn his horse's head and rush straight towards him, the novice bandit waved a pitchfork in a panic to try to stop Ive, but the sound of the horse neighing on the ground made him even more flustered.

"Flutter~~~." The long sword in Yves's hand was like a short carbine, the tip was extremely sharp, and as the horse charged, the blade accurately grazed the novice bandit's neck, and a stream of blood spurted out from the wound, and the bandit only felt that a gust of wind was blowing in front of him, and his body was thrown to the ground like a dead leaf in the wind.

"Gotta get ~~~." Yves didn't stop at the blow and turned his head to look, the feeling in his hand made him confirm his hand, he rose and fell with the jolt of the war horse under his crotch, and stretched out his tongue to lick his dry lips under the mask, his eyes did not stop searching for the next target in the bandit pile, and he gently spat out a word in his mouth, "One." (To be continued......)