When Eberhard asked about the whip hanging on the wall, the baron hurriedly stepped forward and took it off with his own hands and handed it to Eberhard, the front end of this whip is no different from an ordinary whip, it belongs to the type of three-tailed whip, but the whip body part is inlaid with a fine blade, which can make people bleed immediately, symbolizing that the sinner confesses his sins to Christ with blood.

"Lord Baron, please leave me here alone." Eberhard said to the baron.

"Well, I see, my lord." The baron looked at Eberhard strangely, and he did not understand that the noble lord, who did not attend the banquet he had prepared and did not go to his room to rest, plunged headlong into the chanting room, and it was rumored that Eberhard was not a pious man.

"Squeak." When the door of the chanting room is closed, the room becomes silent, and the religious sculptures and ornaments hanging around it fill the silence with an atmosphere of mystery.

"O God! Please redeem me. Eberhard fell to his knees, looking at the crucifix on the silver-plated cross, tears streaming down his face, and driven by guilt and pain, Eberhard took off his clothes and exposed his back.

"Woo~~." Eberhard stretched out his hand to put the whip beside him, his hand trembled slightly, the small blade tied to the whip emitted a metallic luster, not everyone could have the courage to greet themselves in the face of this sharp whip, but Eberhard gritted his teeth and shook the three-tailed whip violently.

"Smack~~." With a crisp sound, the three-tailed whip lashed at Eberhard's back, and the muscles in Eberhard's back were torn and bleeding profusely.

"Ahh The pain was so severe that Eberhard had to stop, and he curled his back and straightened his chest, blood dripping down the whip and falling to the ground.

"Woo~~." Although his body was whipped in severe pain, Eberhard felt that the pain in his heart was somewhat lessened. For the benefit of the Duchy of Bavaria, he betrayed Duke Mason, whom he considered a friend.

In order to complete the plan, Eberhard also deliberately drunk Duke Mason, and then left Duke Mason on the battlefield wearing closed armor, causing the Danes to mistakenly kill Duke Mason. The feeling that Eberhard had become an accomplice in this disgusting conspiracy was the work of Brother Robert, made Eberhard feel that he was guilty.

"Smack, smack, smack~~~." The baron stood outside the door with an earthy face, and he listened to the whipping in the chanting room, and did not know what to say in a panic, originally thinking that he was entertaining an honored guest. Who knew that Eberhard would have gone mad and beat himself, and if something had happened, he could have foreseen that the Duke of Bavaria would hang his whole family on a tree branch.

"It seems to have stopped." After a long while, the whipping inside finally stopped, and the baron's wife hurriedly tugged at her husband's sleeve.

"Huh?" The baron was stunned before he could react, he was still drowning in fear that he might bear the Duke's wrath.

"No sound." The Baroness's face was not good-looking, but it was better than her husband, and her voice trembled slightly.

"Huh? There was no sound. Not good, Ai. Lord Eberhard. The baron was so shocked that he slammed open the wooden door, and when he entered the chanting room, he was stunned on the spot.

"Wow~~." The baroness and her daughter, who followed closely, let out a high-pitched exclamation.

"Whew." The baron lowered his head, looked at Eberhard, who was like a blood gourd, and hurriedly took two steps back in fright.

The Danish war lord happily stripped off the armor of the Bavarian nobles. It was the first time he had seen such delicate armor in his life, and it was estimated that it would be worth more than a year's income for the entire clan, and of course what made him curious was what the nobles under the helmet looked like, and when he was about to take off the entire helmet, he heard someone calling him.

"What's going on? Why kill him. If you catch it alive, you can get a lot of ransom. The Teutonic knight Hader strode over, and when the battle was over, he found an apple, which must have been dropped by some fleeing Bavarian soldier, wiped it on his cuff, and put it in his mouth and chewed it heavily.

"I'm mad, damn it, a bunch of cowardly farmers, who killed my people." The Danish war lord took off his helmet vigorously, and he also regretted that he didn't catch it alive, mainly because the Bavarian nobleman didn't even make a move to resist, and he was even more contemptuous of the Bavarians in the south.

"Hmm." The Teutonic knight Hader just said casually, after all, although everyone on the battlefield will try to catch live prisoners for money, but there is nothing to complain about when the sword dies without eyes on the battlefield.

"Hey, it's still a little white face, but it looks like I'm sick!" The Danish War Lord stood up after removing his helmet, he looked down at the blonde pale face, and said dismissively.

"Woo, ah~~." But when the Teutonic knight, who was also indifferent, lowered his head, he let out a scream in his throat, and the apple fragments stuck right in his throat, making the Teutonic knight's face red-eared and embarrassed.

"Hahahaha, this idiot." The Danes burst into laughter at the Teutonic knight's comical appearance, and they pointed at Hader and laughed.

"What's going on?" The other Teutonic knights also looked at each other curiously, knowing that Hader had always been very steady and paid attention to his knightly demeanor.

"Uh, ah, look, Mason, Lord Mason." Holding a large tree in his right hand, Hader bent over and stretched out his fingers to pull out the apple fragments stuck in his throat, and immediately pointed to the corpse of a Bavarian nobleman and said aloud.

"What?" The other Teutonic knights looked at it in surprise, no one would believe Hader's words, how could the Duke of Mason, whom they had been looking for, appear here?

Arold soon got the news, and a Dane galloped to the border fort on a fast horse, while Arold was discussing with the nobles how to take advantage of the victory and extend the fruits of his victory in the Duchy of Bavaria, and try to force the Duke of Bavaria to agree to negotiations, and the news from the royal family was smooth, and Prince Otto agreed to provide Arold with a cardinal's honorarium.

"Lord Duke, we killed Lord Mason by mistake on the border of the Duchy of Bavaria." When the Danes reported to Arrod, the whole hall of the lords fell silent, and after what seemed like a century, the Mason nobles were the first to be angry.

"What the hell is going on? Why was the Duke killed by the Danes? Baron Lance shouted angrily. His voice echoed through the halls.

"Lord Baron Lance, please don't be impatient, there must be a misunderstanding here." Baron Fred tried his best to appease Baron Reims, but when he looked around, he saw that the other Mason nobles were talking.

"We don't know what's going on, Duke Mason is mixed in with the Bavarian army. When we repelled the Bavarians, we accidentally wounded the duke. The Danes were not afraid of Baron Reims, and he said to Baron Reims with his head held high, that the Danish culture is to respect the strong and the brave, and to spurn lies and betrayals, and although they are very strong in combat, they are definitely not opponents of the Southerners when it comes to politics and intrigue.

"It's ridiculous, why did Lord Mason mix among the Bavarians, you must have attacked the Duke's hiding place. As a result, the duke was killed. Baron Reims immediately used his imagination and said to the Danes, but at this point the story is very convincing, after all, no one knows what is really going on.

"It's ridiculous, we just marched according to plan, and as for why the Duke appeared among the enemy, how do we know." The Dane stiffened his head back and said dismissively.

"Alright. Stop arguing, where's the corpse of Lord Mason? Before seeing the body. We can't tell that it's the Duke himself. Arold immediately stood up and said to the Danish soldiers.

"And then there." The Danish soldier said after bowing to Arold.

"Contact my brother immediately and ask them to join us quickly." Arold used the suspicion of Duke Mason's identity to temporarily stabilize the Masonians, and then he called his henchmen's attendants and asked them to immediately ride to Count Yve.

"Lord Duke, I will personally guard the door at night." Earl Ron said to Arrod. They obviously felt that the eyes of the Mason nobles were very unfriendly, no matter how incompetent the Duke of Mason was, but after all, he was the legitimate monarch of the Mason people, and if he died at the hands of the Danes who were invited by Arrod, I am afraid that there would be a big rift between the two sides.

"Tsk. Damn it, why did this happen, it must have been a ploy of the Duke of Bavaria. Arold touched his chin, he sat sideways on the throne of the lord, not expecting that the Danes' strategy to scare the Bavarians would actually lift a stone and shoot himself in the foot. The Duke of Bavaria was indeed an old fox, and he had cleaned himself up on the disappearance of Duke Mason, and put Arold along.

In order to prevent accidents, the Mecklenburg Legion immediately occupied the main tower, strictly protecting the safety of Arrod, Duke of Mecklenburg, although the Mason nobles were suspicious, but in the face of the strong combat effectiveness of the Mecklenburgers, they could only suppress the dissatisfaction in their hearts, and the two sides suddenly became cold from close comrades.

"Squeak, squeak." Early in the morning of the third day, while the fog was still thick outside the castle, the creaking of wheels came from the path, and a pack wagon was seen heading towards the fortress, accompanied by Danish cavalry and Teutonic knights.

"Open the gates." Immediately the soldiers slammed open the gates and welcomed the pack-wagons into the border fort, and the Mason nobles and soldiers in the huts poured out like a tide, and they went quietly to the sides to look at the pack-wagon, which was covered with a thick woollen blanket.

"Whew." Baron Lance stepped forward at once, and he stretched out his hand to uncover the woolen blanket, revealing a pale young face to his eyes.

"Yes, Duke Mason."

"It's Lord Able."

"The bloodline of the Herman family~~."

"He's dead, and our feudal lord is dead." The Masons were excited, the prestige of the Herman family was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the nobles might fight for power and profit, but for the ordinary Masons, the Herman family was like their patriarch and father, and the repeated killings of the Herman family bloodline made the Masons sad and indignant.

"Be on guard." Count Ron stood on the steps of the main tower, his brow furrowed, and whispered orders to the Mecklenburg Legion.

"Brush." The soldiers of the Mecklenburg Legion immediately took on a fighting form, the pikemen took a few steps forward to form a rampart, the crossbowmen took the vantage points of the windows on the floors of the main tower, and the swordsmen extended to both sides of the main tower.

"Bang dang~~." Just when the atmosphere was tense and seemed to be broken at any moment, the door of the main tower suddenly opened, and Count Ron turned his head in surprise, and he saw Arrod striding out, and the most astonishing thing was that Arold had no strand of armor on his body, and his bare feet were covered with loose hair, and he was only draped in a thick linen robe, as if he were not a duke, but the most pitiful ascetic.

"What's going on?" Everyone was dumbfounded, even the grief-stricken Mason looked at Arold in surprise, only to see Arrod's eyes blank, and he walked barefoot to Duke Mason's corpse step by step.

"Whoa~~." The Mecklenburg regiment immediately split a way and sent their monarch striding over, and Arold walked out of his army without noticing, and his strange look and behavior shocked the Masons, causing the resentful Masons to look at each other and not know what to do.

"Lord Duke, please don't come closer." With a sword at his waist, Baron Lance stepped forward to stop Arrod.

"Fuck off." But Arrod's eyes glared fiercely, and his bloodshot eyes made Arold very terrifying, especially since he had a heavily armed Mecklenburg legion behind him.

"Whew." Baron Lance unconsciously took a step back, taking advantage of this opportunity Arold to cross Baron Reims, and when he was still a few steps away from the corpse, Arold suddenly cried out in pain and pounced on him.

"God, why did you take the life of such a devout Christian, he is so noble, kind, and just, and is a model for almost all nobles, and the Wendell family has served him faithfully since a long time ago, and no one knows his greatness better than me~~~." Arold cried loudly about Duke Mason's exploits, of course, these exploits are largely exaggerated, but everyone in this stall is immersed in sorrow, and Arold started from before Duke Mason did not inherit, constantly telling about his close comrade-in-arms relationship with Duke Mason, and portraying Duke Mason as a great friend and ruler.

"It turns out that the Duke of Mecklenburg and the Duke of Mason had such a close relationship." Infected by Arold's crying, the Mason people who had never seen this hand were completely shocked, Arold's humble approach completely dispelled the resentment in their hearts, and even looked at Arold lying on the body of Duke Mason, and couldn't help but feel sympathy in their hearts.

In the dense forest outside the border fort, two pairs of eyes were staring at the fortress, they watched Duke Mason's corpse enter, but the expected infighting and fighting did not happen at all, the border fort was eerily silent, and after a while, the bell rang in the fortress. (To be continued......)