The morale boost of the soldiers of Mecklenburg was extremely important in the age of cold weapons, and as the soldiers were so excited that they ordered the quartermaster to open the casks of ale in the wagons and let them drink to their heart's content.

"It's a lot of a burden." The captain of the Barron mercenaries drank ale and leaned against the baggage cart and said that the drudgery of escorting the baggage cart on the rapid march was given to the mercenaries, and that pushing the heavy baggage cart on the muddy medieval road was of course a chore, and of course it was Arold's most trusted javelin cavalry who escorted the baggage convoy.

"Hahaha~~~." Except for the soldiers who were placed on guard, most of the soldiers in the camp drank and reveled, sweeping away the fatigue and unhappiness of the day.

"The morale of the Earl's soldiers is fine, but our numbers are still small." Arold sat beside the campfire of Baron Ron and several other generals, sheltered from the cold wind of the night, draped in woolen blankets and holding hot ale.

"I know, so take it by surprise." Arold took the hot wine handed over by the squire, took a sip and seemed to remember something, put down the wine glass and said to Baron Ron and the others.

"What's the surprise?" Colonel Andrew asked curiously.

"Tsk, let them create their own chaos". By the way, Ms. Marty, are those Pomeranians superstitious? Arold smiled and asked Ms. Marty across from her.

"Of course, you won't see more superstitious tribes on the Baltic coast than the Pomeranians." Lady Marty rested her head on Julian's sturdy shoulders, and she shifted her body, wrapping the wool blanket tighter, and said to Arold.

"Yes." Arold narrowed his eyes and placed the glass next to his mouth. The hot wine entered his mouth.

"What are your plans?" Ms. Marty asked.

"There's a clue that might scare the Pomeranians." Arold smiled mysteriously, put down his glass on the grass, then stood up and walked towards his tent, where he slipped into his suitcase and opened one of his suitcases, which contained several blank rolls of parchment and inkwells, which Arold took out and took out a quill. Stained with ink, drawing something on the blank parchment.

"Whew." After a long time, Arold finally finished it on parchment, and he sat down on a wooden chair and looked at the design with satisfaction, which was definitely a product of the times, but Arold had no choice but to save his wife and the castle.

"Knock~~~." Just as Arruo rolled up the parchment paper and put it in the suitcase, there was a strange sound in the other box, as if someone was tapping on the wooden box, Arrod was not surprised, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The squire went and fetch some food and hot wine." Arold spoke to the attendants who were serving outside the tent, and he opened the wooden box. I saw a woman huddled in the wooden box, it was Mrs. Angelia, who was used as a slave girl by Arrod, and the four sides of the wooden box were hollowed out to provide oxygen to the people inside, but it was not pleasant to put people in the box and bump all the way.

"Woo." Lady Angelia sat up painfully from the wooden box, with an iron collar and chain around her neck, and Arold had not intended to do this to her, but when she witnessed the hanging of Kang Tuoyi, Lady Angelia went crazy and tried to attack Arrod. In a fit of rage, Arold locked her in a suitcase so that she could learn to obey.

"Get up slaves." Arold took the chains without mercy and forced Angelia to stand up. Let her step out of the wooden box and come to the wooden table, just as the attendant brought food and hot wine.

"Hmm." Angelia saw the food on the plate, and she rushed to grab it hungry, but her neck tightened and her body stopped, and it turned out that Arold had tightened the chain in her hand.

"Hmph, how dare you go and get food without the master's permission." Arold said dissatisfied. The beautiful woman in front of her, who had bewitched the three sons of the Great Chief of Mecklenburg, was now like a dog being toyed with by Arrod, and for Arold this satisfaction was no less satisfying than conquering a large land.

"Woohoo." Angelia looked at Arrod with tears in her eyes, the bumps along the way in her suitcase were even more terrifying than hell, and she was hungry and miserable. The original resistance in my heart has been tortured, and there is not much left.

"Let's go eat." Arold looked at Angelia's watch with satisfaction, and he loosened the chains so that she could reach for food and wine, and Angelia thought to herself that she would finally be able to eat a full meal.

"Yes, hmm." Angelia devoured the food, which was better than anything she had ever tasted.

"Since you saw where I came from in the so-called hallucination, did you see how to find a way back?" Arold looked at Angelia in front of him and couldn't help but ask her.

"Woo." However, Angelia was only concerned with eating, and did not pay attention to Arrod's words, which made Arold a little annoyed, and he reached out and knocked over the food in her hand.

"Do you want to go back to the wooden box?"

"No, those visions are like waves, and all kinds of chaotic images are mixed in my mind." Hearing that Arold was going to stuff her back into the wooden box, Angelia said in fear.

"Well, then you're of little use to me." Arold frowned, he only deliberately used Angelia as a slave girl to humiliate her, but since Angelia was useless, Arold wondered if he should release her.

"Sometimes I think of something, but sometimes I forget it." Seeing Arrod frowning, Mrs. Angelia became frightened, and she hurriedly said to Arrod, the torture along the way was enough to make her afraid, in the past, men were all around her to offer courtesy to her, when did Angelia suffer so much.

"Well, we still have a long way to go anyway, so let's take our time." Arold sat on a wooden chair with her hands crossed, looking at the once proud woman, perhaps she would slowly tell herself useful information.

Angelia did not return to the wooden box that night, and she lay down in a corner of the carpet of the tent for the rest of the night, while Arold ignored her as she was busy thinking about what to do with the Pomeranians, but occasionally came back to her senses from her contemplation. Arold looked at Angelia in a tattered dress, revealing her sexy white long legs by the faint candlelight of the candles on the wooden table, the slender figure of the Slavic beauty is worthy of its name, and Arod couldn't help touching her chin and admiring it wantonly, and her dick mentality burned in her chest, if she was such a model-level beauty in her previous life, how could she lie at her feet and be manipulated and watched by herself at will.

"Uh, hmm~~." Because of too much work, Angelia fell into a deep sleep, but two lines of tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, could it be that she dreamed of her lover Kang Tuoyi in a dream, Arold thought wildly and a wave of sleepiness hit, he leaned over and blew out the candle on the wooden table and fell asleep.

Just as Arold desperately returned to Mecklenburg, surrounded by the Pomeranians, Mecklenburg was in crisis, after Princess Josie personally climbed the city wall to lead the soldiers to drive the Pomeranians off the city wall, the Pomeranians found that they were helpless in the face of the tall and strong Mecklenburg city wall, the original Mecklenburg chief as a permanent castle military fortress is very strong, plus Arold conquered Mecklenburg after adding various defensive measures, it can be said to be impregnable.

"Ahhh The Pomeranians continued to attack the walls, but their attacks were unsuccessful, and in addition to leaving more and more corpses behind, morale continued to decline.

"Yes." Like a beast trapped in a cage, the Great Chief of the Pomeranian was walking back and forth in front of the position, holding a Great Chieftain's Scepter in his hand, watching the remnants of the army withdrawn from the front at a loss.

"The chieftain, Lord Ajer, has come with his men." At this time, a Pomeranian reported to the Grand Chief.

"Alger, isn't he in Watergast to support Kang Tuoyi?" The Great Chief asked in surprise.

"Great Chief." As he spoke, Alger walked over on his hoop legs, and he looked like a dusty man. After the defeat of Contoyi's troops in the field battle of Watergast, Lord Alger felt that it was not good, and the instinct to survive on the steppe made him not hesitate to lead his people to break away from Contoyi's troops and set out on the road to Mecklenburg alone, knowing that the Grand Chief of Pomerania was leading the army to attack Mecklenburg.

"What's wrong?" The Grand Chief of Pomerania immediately asked aloud.

"Kang Tuoyi has been defeated by the Germans, and if I guess correctly, he must be besieged in the castle." Old man Alger pressed his left hand to his chest in front of the Grand Chief of Pomerania, and then bowed to the Grand Chief, who lived in the land of the Pomeranian with his people, so he did not have the unruly appearance of being in front of Kang Tuoyi.

"What? He was defeated, and he still had the title of Slavic hero. The Grand Chief of Pomerania was dumbfounded, his original plan was to destroy Mecklenburg's military strength in a big battle between Kangtuoyi and the Germans, and then spread the news to Mecklenburg himself, it was best to crush the morale of the Germanic people in Mecklenburg, so that his siege would be smoother.

"Yes, but I've brought something that should help you." Lord Alger pointed behind him and said to the Great Chief. (To be continued......) R1292