Soros did not expect Arjod to introduce him to his new wife, Princess Josie, sister of the noble Duke of Ebel, as he did with an important person, and Arjod asked Soros to sit down, the first Jew to be treated like this.

"Your Excellency, Earl?" Soros looked at the wooden chair that the maid had moved to in front of him, and he looked up at Arold until he was sure that Arold meant it, and then sat down cautiously.

"Get us some wine." Arold sat on his high-backed wooden chair, and Princess Josie stood by Arold's side in reserve, directing the maids to bring wine, whenever meeting important guests, wine was always indispensable, of course, Arold himself preferred to drink mead on weekdays.

"Thank you, Lord Count." Soros knew what it was like to be blinded from the time he was born, and Jews who were wandering around without their own country had no human rights at all, and their ingenuity not only did not bring them luck, but they became the target of being looked down upon and attacked, so they had to be cautious about this inexplicable friendliness.

However, Arod's interest in Jewish culture and a kind of respect that he had never had before made a gap open in Soros's originally closed heart, and gradually Soros relaxed his tense nerves, and they talked like friends.

When Soros left, Arjod promised to let Soros lead his people to Mecklenburg County to gain a foothold if he could not find a place in the Principality of Mason, a promise that completely surprised Soros. But he was still very grateful for Arold's generosity. With the help of the Jewish community, not only the Duchy of Mason, but also the Jewish merchants in the Duchy of Saxony and Bavaria began to mobilize, and these clever Jews not only found grain merchants to buy grain, but also hired people to go to the farmhouses and villages in remote areas of the territory to collect food, and then sent it to the port of Mecklenburg, during which time Arold and Brother Elvet were not idle, and they ordered craftsmen and peasants to build several granaries made of wood in the port. These granaries were used to store military rations, so Arold ordered his most trusted Swiss mercenaries to guard them.

At the height of the summer, Soros and his people finally gathered all the food. Together with the Duke of Ebel, Arold inspected the grains and grains that had been collected from almost all parts of Europa. Seeing that not only the five large granaries built by Arrod were filled, but even the bunker storage room in the port was also full of food, I could not help but praise the Jews for their execution.

"Your Excellency, we have completed our mission as agreed." Soros came to Duke Abel and bowed to Duke Ebel. Said cautiously.

"Well done Soros. I allow you and your people to establish your own community within the Principality of Mason. "Duke Abel kept his promise. He said to Soros.

"Thank you, Lord Duke."

"Soros, the Duke and I are about to lead a large army against the Danes, so you should come with you. As a merchant with the army. Arold decided to give the Jew some sweetness, knowing that while the merchant might be dangerous, if he won the battle, the trade would be a lucrative one.

"Oh, thank you, Lord Duke, thank you, Lord Earl." Although Soros is a representative of the Jews, he has no income in this status, and if he wants to support his family and children, he can only rely on business, and the smart Soros knows that now is the time for him to be rewarded.

The port of Zealand welcomed a new group of guests, a group of Vikings from Sweden, they were on ten ships, each carrying five horses, these Vikings from Sweden were a group of raiding cavalry, from the cold territory of Northern Europe The tall and fierce horses were mercenaries summoned from the bitter cold of Switzerland by the Danish king Banuk, who would fight for the Danish king.

"Cavalry?" Krezer looked at the Swedes who led the horses off the warships, and the horses were not afraid to drive on the sea, and it was conceivable that once these warships docked, the speed of the Vikings on the sea, combined with the speed of the horses, would take any enemy by surprise.

"That's right, raiding cavalry." The Danish king Banuk sat on his throne, and beside him stood Kreezer and the captive monk Warner, and the king of Denmark had often spoken to the captive monk lately, and learned from him about the Christian doctrine and social culture, and as a monk if he could persuade a pagan king to convert, then he would be able to be canonized as a saint according to the rules of the Holy See.

"But the Mecklenburgers blocked the sea routes, making it impossible for us to get to Mecklenburg by land and sea." Krezer raised his suspicion that Sealand had to pass through the strait to reach Mecklenburg, but Arold's Spitfire had already scared the Vikings into their guts, and rumors spread among the Vikings, although King Banuk of Denmark had ordered them not to spread, but to no avail.

"This time we went overland, attacking Mecklenburg from Schleswig." The Danish king Banuk also saw no hope of attacking Arold by sea, and decided to attack Mecklenburg from his own land, but fortunately Mecklenburg was separated by only two counties from Schleswig, which was closest to him to the south.

"Then order the tribes along the way to prepare and prepare food for the army." Krazer also thought it was a good idea, and occasionally in his sleep he would dream of the lightning-like flames and the miserable roars of the burning Vikings.

"I must slaughter the Count of Mecklenburg and make me a new goblet out of his skull." The Danish king turned his gaze to the side of his throne, and on a wooden table where the church cross once housed, there were five skulls, made into wine cups, all of them losers against the Danish king, four of them were Viking skulls, and the latest was the skull of a regional bishop who tried to resist the Danish king's raiding forces.

"Woo." Warner looked at the row of skulls beside the Danish king, and couldn't help but shudder, his face turned pale, and the monk's robe on his body trembled.

"Why are you cold?" The Danish king picked up a skull, got some ale, and drank it down, which he did not usually take, but which he had displayed more and more frequently lately, so that those who saw them could remember the fate of those who disobeyed his orders.

"All of them ~~~." With the drums of war beating and the flags waving, the elite divisions gathered by the Duchy of Mason began to set out from Mecklenburg, and they followed the coast all the way to the west, and the fleet also set off from the port of Mecklenburg at the same time as the army was drawn, and the ships to transport the baggage made the march of the Duchy of Mason much easier.

"Arold, my friend, what do you say the Danes are busy with right now? They won't take advantage of our departure from Mecklenburg to attack your territory, will they? The Duke of Abel rode on his horse, and as he went, he asked, and the two powerful men of the Duchy of Mason led an army of thousands toward Schleswig.

"Don't worry, I've sent someone to ask for another reinforcement to attack Sealand from the sea, and with the blockade of the fleet, the Vikings will not attack Mecklenburg from the sea again." Arold told Duke Abel that after marrying the princess of the Herman family, Arold had officially joined this illustrious family, so for Duke Abel, Arold was already his own person, and there was a lot less estrangement between his words.

"Another reinforcement, ah, I see the Slavic countess you persuaded her to convert to the Holy Religion." Duke Abel reacted immediately, at this time, the only one who could help Arold was this reinforcement army, and it seemed that Arold was preparing to trap the Danish king in front and back.

"That's right." Arold smiled, the port of Wille County can also transport troops, as he said, if you control the sea, you can control the whole battle. (To be continued......)