Looking at the retreating light infantry, the defenders in Fort Lida cheered in victory, only Baron Wendell looked at the dense enemy troops in the distance, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his back, Count Lauzitz only sent more than 400 light infantry to put Fort Lida under pressure, and the noble cavalry and elite infantry had not yet been dispatched.

"Lord Count, the enemy looks tired, are we going to keep attacking?" Although the light infantry was defeated and retreated, the nobles were not discouraged, because the light infantry was meant to be consumed, and Count Lauzitz had 1,300 light infantry under his command, which was completely overwhelming.

"I'll continue to attack Lord Earl." Brother Robert wore monk's robes even on the battlefield, and the presence of priesthood figures on the battlefield reassured the soldiers, who often also served as battlefield medics.

"No, it's so merciful to kill them like that." Count Lauzitz felt that he was in control, and he was not in a hurry to storm Fort Lida, but wanted to give the Wendell family as much as possible a taste of the despair of being besieged, until they were going mad and ending their lives, like slaughtering a dog.

On the orders of Count Lauzitz, the soldiers halted the attack, which allowed the light infantry to take a breath and rest, and looked at the army that surrounded them, and the people of the Wendell family were full of gloom, and the women and children were gathered in the prayer room of Fort Lida, the narrow prayer room was crowded, and Lady Eva was holding Josephine and Josephine was holding her newborn child.

"Will Arold's army arrive in time?" Josephine's lips were pale, and she leaned her head on Lady Eva's shoulder, and looked at her lovely child, and said to Lady Eva with a feeble voice.

"Yes, that kid never let us down." Lady Eva whispered to Josephine as if to herself.

"It doesn't matter, I can still draw the bow with both hands, and if the men of Count Lauzitz rush in, I will shoot them with a bow and arrow." Josephine held her child tightly in her right hand, and a bow beside her in her left hand, she was not one of those weak noble ladies, not only did she have excellent bowing skills, but she did not frown even when she fought the enemy face to face.

"Woo~~~~." As if in response, a wolf howl rang out outside the prayer room, two white wolves raised by Miss Josephine, who, as if sensing the murderous aura of their master, craned their necks and howled into the sky.

"Quick, lead the horses to the boat, and be careful not to startle the horses and blindfold them." Arold stood on the bank of the river, he wore an iron helmet on his head that could protect the back of his neck, this iron helmet was equipped with a lion bronze mask, the mask could be removed when not in use, this exquisite helmet and mask were made by the masters in the smelting base, and he was wearing a chain mail made of wire drawing technology, the thickness of the fine and sophisticated chain mail was two layers, which could resist the enemy's slashes and arrows, in addition to hanging pieces of carbonized plate armor on the shoulders and chest, The legs are leggings and foot armor, and the thighs are hung with lobster armor.

"Lord Earl, I'm ready." Ser Ron, also wearing a combination of chain mail and plate armor, trotted to Arrod's side to report to Arrod.

"Very well, let the cavalry come on board and march with us to Fort Lida, and the infantry let Brother Elvet and Harvey lead the march to Tongguò6." Arrod nodded with satisfaction and gave the order to divide the troops into two ways.

"Yes, seven Viking ships are just enough to carry 9o cavalry, but Lord Earl, you might as well follow the infantry, and let me go down the river with the cavalry." Sir Ron felt that it was dangerous to take the waterway, and kindly mentioned it to Arrod.

"No, I can't wait a moment." Arjod shook his head and said to Sir Ron, he almost wanted to put on his wings and fly over, where he could slowly move six places.

"Lord Earl, we are ready, because the march on the 6th is slower and we will take our leave, and we will go first." Brother Elvet also wore a chain mail on the outside of his monk's robe, a helmet with a cross painted on his forehead, and a cross-winged war hammer pinned to his waist.

"Arold, your wife is waiting for you over there, go and say goodbye to her." Harvey also walked over at this time, she was wearing a well-made leather armor, this leather armor showed off Harvey's elastic bee waist, and the plump peach behind her made many soldiers almost drool, if she was wearing cumbersome chain mail, she would not be able to see her wonderful figure, and this female spy leader has always hated heavy armor, so dexterity and convenience are her choice.

"Hmm, got it." Arold coughed softly in embarrassment, and Harvey's eyes were obviously jealous, but the two just staggered shoulders.

On a high ground covered with verdant weeds beside the riverbank, Princess Josie wore a long white dress, her gold glittered in the sun, and she was followed by several maids and Miss Shirley, Princess Josie looked anxiously at the busy riverbank, until Arold walked towards her, and then showed a pure smile,

"Arold." Princess Josie bent down and stretched out her slender arms, pulling Arold up from below, she watched her husband about to go to the battlefield affectionately, and her heart really knocked over the five-flavor bottle to taste everything, both admiration for Arold's commanding style, and worry that Arold would never return to the dangerous battlefield.

"My beautiful princess, waiting for my return, I will bring my family back from Lidaburg, and from then on we will live together in Mecklenburg, happy and carefree." Arold took Princess Josie's slightly cold little hands, put them to her lips, and kissed them gently, before she said to Princess Josie.

"I know that nothing can stop you, I only ask you for one thing." Princess Josie's cheeks flushed slightly, and she pleaded as she looked into Arrod's eyes.

"What's the matter?" Arold asked curiously.

"Don't blame my brother, he must have a hard time." Princess Josie said to Arold in a trembling voice.

"This, well, as long as my family is saved, this matter will be turned over and never mentioned again." Arold looked at the poor princess in the wind, and nodded in agreement.

"Thank you, Arold, 120,000 thanks." Princess Josie was most afraid of choosing between her husband and her brother, so no one wanted Duke Mason and Arold to be on peace as much as she did, she said excitedly when she heard Arrod's assurance.

"Look at you, little fool, the Duke is my in-law, and I won't do anything." Arold looked at Princess Josie's happy look, and also laughed, stretched out his finger, scratched Princess Josie's nose and said.

"Yes, I'm so stupid, I, uh~~." Princess Josie also laughed, just as she was about to say something, I don't know if it was against the wind, or for some reason, she covered her mouth disgustingly, and her thin waist also bent down, Arold hurriedly hugged Princess Josie, and blocked the wind with her strong body.

"What's wrong with you? Eat something bad, ah, you won't be. Arold didn't think about it at first, but he suddenly realized that wasn't it a symptom of pregnancy? So he hurriedly asked.

"Oh, I don't know, I haven't had a good appetite lately, so Miss Shirley has been taking care of me." After vomiting, Princess Josie's face turned a little pale, and the maid next to her hurriedly handed her a handkerchief and supported Princess Josie.

"Shirley, is my wife pregnant?" Arrod, as a soul who is a time-traveler of modern people, of course knows the symptoms of pregnancy, but he still wants Shirley to ask.

"That's right, congratulations, Earl, you will have an heir." Shirley smiled and stepped forward, confirming Arrod.

"Oh, I'm going to have children, I'm going to be a father." Arold felt that there was nothing more pleasing to him, in this strange medieval era, that he was going to be a father, so he picked up Princess Josie and walked to the high ground on the riverbank, and announced loudly to his soldiers in front of them.

"Oh, congratulations to Lord Earl, God bless, Our Lady bless ~~~~." The soldiers cheered for them from the bottom of their hearts, and the boiling cheers swirled across the riverbank, and the Vikings on the Viking warships blew their horns vigorously, and there was nothing more auspicious than bringing new life. r1152

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