On the second day, the siege of Fort Schleisug continued, and the other vassals of the Duchy of Mason also launched attacks from other directions, but they were all repelled by the Viking warriors led by Arson, and the Fort of Schleisug was stockpiled with a large amount of food for the winter, so the siege tactics did not work against it, which put the army of the Duchy of Mason in a dilemma, and the nobles began to complain about this unwise expedition in the army of some vassals, and the soldiers were also missing their homeland, Morale began to slump gradually.

In a fishing village near the coast in Schleisug, several panicked Viking warriors were pushing a narrow ship into the sea, and when the water reached their knees, the Viking warriors jumped up quickly, and the ship was heading in the direction of the island of Sealand, where the court of the Danish king Banuk was located.

"What's wrong?" The Vikings in the harbor were surprised to see the ships coming from Shilyisug, and the Vikings from Shilyisug jumped out of their boats and kicked onto the docks, paddling with all their might along the way.

"Take us to the King of Denmark, for the castle of Schleisug is under siege by the southerners." The Vikings from Schleisug Fort hurriedly asked the Vikings on the docks, and they did not panic except for fatigue, and the Vikings on the docks heard the urgency of the situation in their tones, and hurriedly led them to the palace of the Danish king.

"This time it's all well prepared, and we just need to land in Lübeckshire. Take Lübeck first, and then attack Mecklenburg from Lübeck and the sea, as if I had seen the cunning and damned Mecklenburgers howling to death. "King Banuk of Denmark stood in the middle of his palace, his vassals seated on wooden benches and cheered at him, the humiliation of the naval battle had passed for some time, the Viking warriors had gradually recovered from that terrible scene, and Banuk was constantly gathering his strength, even inviting his friends and distant relatives from Norway and Sweden to join him, so to speak, at this time he thought that the little tricks of the damned Mecklenburgers could no longer stop him.

"The Count of Lübeck is a cowardly man, and we can certainly take his castle." The other Viking leaders agreed. Normally, no one wanted to attack Lübeck, but it was barren and there was nothing to rob. So after extorting some money, they didn't bother with it, but in order to deal with Mecklenburg there had to be an offensive bridgehead, and Lübeck's location was a good choice.

"Your Majesty, someone has come from Shileyisug Fort. They looked anxious. "Right now. The wooden doors of the palace were opened. Someone reported to King Banuk of Denmark.

"Fort Shileisug, what's going on?" When the Danish king Banuk heard this, he was very surprised as to why the castle of Schleisug would send someone to come, and when he thought of this, he looked at the lord of the castle of Schleisugburg, Lister. And the latter was also surprised, and his face was dazed.

"Let my men in." Lord Lister stood up and shouted loudly to the door, and soon the Viking warriors from Fort Shileisug walked in, each of them was exhausted, and when they saw the Danish king Banuk standing in the center of the palace, these Viking warriors hurriedly saluted him, and then focused their eyes on their lord Lister.

"The lord is not good, thousands of soldiers of the Duchy of Mason have besieged our castle." The Viking warriors of Fort Schleisug report to Listti.

"What, an army of thousands of people has surrounded my castle, and what about my brother Jarson?" Hearing the report from his men, Lister's voice changed, and he did not think that he was still preparing to attack Mecklenburg with the Danish king, but the Masons had already besieged his own castle, and in order to cope with the Danish king's summons, he had brought out all the elite of Schleisugburg.

"Lord Arsin is working with the defenders to defend against the southerners, but please hurry back to Shileisug Fort, if it's too late, I'm afraid our castle will fall." The Vikings said to Lister.

"Hum~~~." In the palace of the Danish king, there was a buzz of discussion, and the Danish vassals were talking to each other, they did not expect that the hunter had now become prey.

"Your Majesty, I'm going to lead my army back to the rescue." The nest was about to be gone, and the lord of Schleisugburg, Lister, jumped up like a burning butt, and said hurriedly to Banuk, the king of Denmark.

"Sit down and don't get impatient." But the Danish king Banuk frowned, seeing that his plan was about to be implemented, at this time the lord of Schleisugburg Lister was about to withdraw his army, which was undoubtedly a basin of cold water for Banuk, he must not allow this kind of thing to happen, once there was a crack in the united army, then this difference would expand in the entire army, under the authority of the Danish king Banuk, the lord of Schleisugburg Lister reluctantly sat down again, picked up the wine glass and took a big sip, But the sweet mead of the past felt very bitter.

"Your Majesty." At this moment, Krezer, the leader of the mercenaries from Norway, had a bright eye, and he immediately walked from the corner to the side of the Danish king Banuk, and whispered a few times in Banuk's ear with his side.

"Hmm, hmm, hmm~~." Listening to Krezer's whispering, the Danish king Banuk showed a suddenly realized expression, he patted his forehead, it was really a fascination of the authorities, listening to Kreeser's words, he regained his self-confidence, so he opened his arms and said loudly to his vassals, "Lister's territory is under attack by the abominable southerners who should be cursed by the gods, and I, as your protector, will not sit idly by." ”

"Oh, Your Majesty." After listening to the words of the Danish king Banuk, all the Danish vassals nodded in approval, and a ruler who could take into account the interests of his courtiers would certainly be loved by them.

"I feel that for the sake of our brave Lord Lister of Fort Schleisug, we should change our plans and cross the Straits with our assembled army to Fort Schleisug to rescue our people and kill not a single piece of Mason without leaving a single piece of armor, and I will use the blood of their nobles to honor the great god of war, Thor." The Danish king Banuk spoke loudly to his vassals, his rough voice echoing through the halls of the palace, his braids fluttering in the fierce movements, and the Viking warriors rising to their feet and roaring like beasts, the southerners had brought enough humiliation to them, and it was time for them to wash away the shame with blood.

"Oh God, the Virgin Mary bless us." The monk who had been captured by the Vikings in the corner, trembling and curled up with his hands drawing crosses in front of him, his face pale with horror from the horror of these savage Viking warriors.

"Woo~~~~." The Viking warriors blew the low horns, the horns spread with the sea breeze, the cables of the dragon-headed warships docked at the dock were untied, the Viking warriors put on iron helmets, wore various battle armor, and carried battle axes and round shields in their hands, and jumped on the warships one after another, heading in the direction of Schleisug Fort, their speed was so fast, the Danish king Banuk put on his helmet, put on chain mail and boarded a warship surrounded by the vassals, and dozens of warships stretched out from both sides of the ship as soon as they sailed out of the dock, The wood pulp slapped hard against the sea.

"All ~~~~." At the bow of each ship sat a Viking warrior with his strong arms clenched the drumsticks and beating the drums, and with the sound of the drums, the Vikings sat on either side of the ship and leaned forward and backward, paddling the oars in their hands.

"This is the first time that those cowardly southerners have dared to attack the territory of my vassals, are they crazy? Ha ha. "King Banuk of Denmark grasped the side of the ship in his hand, and he looked in the direction of Schleisug, and the sea breeze was blowing in his face.

"No, it must have been the work of Arrod, Count of Mecklenburg." Kreeser said to King Banuk of Denmark.

"Arold." The Danish king Banuk's eyes lit up with vengeful rage, his teeth clenched, and the back of his hand gripping the side of the ship showed a bruise. (To be continued......)