Little Toby was tortured by Arrod's set of oriental-style punishments, and finally couldn't bear to open his mouth, he was an assassin who led the Lifechen Temple in Mecklenburgshire, this assassination was the reaction of the priests of Lomwa who were dissatisfied with Arrod's insult to the god pillar, if Arold was killed, then the invading Germanic army would be leaderless, and the Swiss mercenaries would only act for their employers, without Arrod's paid employer, the Swiss mercenaries would inevitably leave, The rest of the rabble will certainly not be able to control the territory they occupy. On the contrary, if the Assassins failed, the Assassins hiding among Heller's many servants would have nowhere to attack, and the impulsive Germanic nobles would most likely commit evil deeds in the town of Visma, when the clergy of Lomwa would only have to incite the injured citizens and threaten Arold's rule.

However, the priests of Lomwa did not expect that it only took one day for Arold to distinguish and capture the assassins from many servants, and what the priests of Lomwa did not expect was that the highly trained assassins could not withstand the punishment of the Germans, and confessed to their secret strongholds in the town of Visma, Arold ordered the Swiss mercenaries to surround these inconspicuous warehouses in the town of Vismar according to the clues provided by Toby Jr., and broke through the wooden gate under an order. Capture a group of Lomwa priests.

"You will be cursed by the gods." A Elder Lomwa priest who had been punched in the face and blood was still dripping from the corners of his mouth, turned his head to look at Arrod who was riding on a horse to direct the action as he was escorted out by the Swiss mercenaries. Cursed resentfully.

"Wait." Arold looked at the Elder Lomwa, who didn't know what he was scolding, and suddenly remembered something, and he stretched out his hand to stop the Swiss mercenaries.

"Lord Count?" Julian looked at Arrod curiously, these Lomwa priests who tried to poison the Count would all be hanged, and their bodies would be hung on both sides of the road into the town of Wisma, a total of six conspirators must be very spectacular.

"Send this elder of Lomwa to the prison of punishment, and force him to tell him what happened to the leader who broke through the gates of the city last time in the Angry Lion Castle." Arold was haunted by the last time Upton had breached his gates, and he had to figure out why the leader, who had been shot by his bed crossbow, was alive and kicking on the battlefield. And the power is endless.

"Yes." Julian shuddered. He was frightened at the thought of the simple and terrible instruments of torture that Arrod had invented, some sharpened wooden sticks, a bench inserted from ten human fingers. Tie the person to it. Then keep adding stones under the legs. These tortures do not require butcher-like iron tongs and saws, and are simple but practical.

One by one, the Lomwa priests were hanged on both sides of the road outside the town of Visma, their bodies hanging in the air and shaking in the breeze. Their crimes were made public, the Slavs were speechless in the face of witnesses and poison evidence found in the warehouse, and Arrod's wise and just approach only punished those who tried to assassinate him, which relieved the Slavs, and the nobles had seen the ability to vent their anger, and from this incident the Slavs felt the authority of the new ruler, and the screams from the prison made them all dare not dare to make enemies of Arrod.

Ted felt that his life was much better these days, when he came out of the Germanic camp in the past, he was often hit by mud and stones when he walked on the street, and when he reacted, the other party had disappeared into the dark alley, he was afraid that if he chased into the alley, he would not be as simple as being hit by stones, so he could only stomp his feet and curse loudly, and the Slavs who passed by him in the street had sneering expressions, which made Ted feel even more lonely and afraid, Who made him spit on the Divine Pillar in order to survive, for which he has completely cut himself off from his own tribe, and also suffered the fifty Slavic captives who joined Arrod's army.

However, when Arold fought back beautifully against the conspiracy of the Lomwa priests, the corpses of the priests hanging outside the town of Vesma seemed to warn the Slavs that their gods did not help them at the critical moment, and Arold's wisdom and ruthlessness made the Slavs frightened, and even feared Ted, the Slavic soldiers who had apolabeled and joined Arold, and Ted walked through the streets to clearly find more and more people taking off their hats to salute him, and the citizens had deep fear in their eyes, As a small person at the bottom, Ted rose to a feeling that he had never felt before, and his waist couldn't help but straighten, and he walked majestically.

"Ted, Lord Count has come to you and ordered all the Slavic soldiers to assemble." Melinda saw Ted approaching and conveyed Arrod's orders to him in Slavic language.

"Yes, yes, Lady Melinda." Seeing Melinda standing at the gate of the camp, Ted hurriedly bent down and bowed his head, in his opinion, this woman who could convey Arrod's orders must be a close confidant of Count Arrod, and Ted did not dare to be presumptuous in front of her.

Ted, as the oldest of the Slavic soldiers, naturally became the leader of this team of fifty men, he looked at the assembled men, counted the number of people, and then walked to a dozen paces in front of Arold and stopped to report, Melinda stood on Arold's left and translated his words, nothing more than everyone was there, serving Arold and something like that.

"Very well, how many of you know how to use javelins." Arold stood in front of this team with his Terminator sword in his hand, looking at these Slavic soldiers in uneven costumes, most of them were holding spears and shields in their hands, but Arold found that there were many javelins stored in the armory of Vismar Town, and there were craftsmen making javelins in the handicraft workshops of Vismar Town. He thought out of the box that he should form a long-range cavalry unit, and the Javelin cavalry was not the most suitable choice.

"Most of us know how to use it, but there are about 20 good hands who use it." Ted knew his men well, after all, these people had been his brothers before, and he quickly reported a number to Arrod, much to Arold's satisfaction.

"Very well, let these twenty people bring their javelins and try them at the shooting range, I will check it out." Arold decided to see what these people were capable of, and then decided to form a javelin hussar implementation plan, and the source of the horses has been linked, as a plain terrain of Mecklenburg County, very suitable for the construction of horse ranches, and one of the horse ranches is in the hands of the Weisma Town Chamber of Commerce, Heller's son Matthew received Arrod's order, said that he could provide horses, as Arold caught Heller's murderer in return.

"Very well, thanks to Matthew, I hope he will carry on his father's last wish and become the new head of the Chamber of Commerce in Vismar Town." Arold looked at the horses that had been sent from the Chamber of Commerce, and was very satisfied with these sturdy horses, Matthew took the opportunity to curry favor with Arold, he knew very well that Arold's support was indispensable if he wanted to become the head of the Chamber of Commerce in the town of Visma, and now he was facing a very strong rival, it was his father Heller's former assistant, but now he coveted the throne of the head of the Chamber of Commerce.

"Whoosh, whoosh~~~." On the shooting range, the Slavic javelinmen threw their javelins with all their might, and most of the javelins of the twenty selected Slavic javelinmen were able to stab the scarecrows, but Arold needed them to attack the target on the move on horseback, and the difficulty was more than one step, many Slavic javelinmen came from the lower classes, and had hardly ridden a horse since birth, and watched many people step on the horse's pedal and tried several times but could not get on horseback, which made the people around laugh, but Arold didn't careHe believes that as long as they can practice diligently, these people will master the art of horseback riding.

"Oh, unlucky fellow, I didn't hit again." Arold asked the servant to bring a wooden table and a chair, and he took off his black woolen cloak, and sat on the chair to watch the javelinmen practice throwing on their horses, when a Slav, who had not paid attention to the exertion, fell from the galloping horse, but fortunately the grass on the target field was thick enough, otherwise he would have been injured.

"Hahaha." Many idle and bored Slavic citizens also gathered around the shooting range surrounded by wooden railings to watch, and they regarded this as entertainment, applauding the javelinmen who hit the scarecrow while galloping on horseback, and applauding those who fell from their horses or did not throw, and in an instant this usually quiet and remote shooting range was lively.

"Well, that's a good form of entertainment." In the Middle Ages, when entertainment was scarce, Arrod was often bored in his leisure time when he was not fighting, and had nothing to do but drink, but now he had found a good form of entertainment, and what was the contradiction between the tribes in front of entertainment, he hooked his finger at Julian.

"Lord Count?" Julian walked over and leaned down to listen, for it was so noisy.

"Go and bring a few barrels of wine and distribute them to the surrounding citizens for free."

"Yes." Julian hurriedly complied, and soon several barrels of ale stored from the mayor's house in Visma were moved outside the shooting range and distributed free of charge to the onlookers, who drank the ale and watched the game, praised Arrod's generosity, and the Slavic soldiers who rushed to throw javelins on the shooting range were also heroically cheered by the citizens. (To be continued......)