At the end of autumn, in all the countries of Europa, after harvesting the wheat, the farmers are preparing for the upcoming autumn harvest season, which is a festival celebrated by everyone from the nobility to the peasants, but in the Duchy of Mason it is unexpectedly calm, and the rumors of war are getting stronger and stronger, and people are not in the mood to prepare for the festival at all, and they are secretly planning for refuge.

"Hide all the grain in the warehouse, and distribute the weapons in the arsenal to the men." In Fort Lida, the Wendell family was even more keenly aware of the arrival of this crisis, and Yve, wearing a semi-enclosed helmet and armor from Mecklenburg given by Arold, stood in Fort Lida and commanded the servants, and the servants in Fort Lida were like spinning tops under the command of Ive, busy shuttling, and the tenant farmers who cultivated the land of the Wendell family outside Fort Lida were also called in and replaced the wooden ploughs they were accustomed to using with spears.

"Yves how many men do we have now?" Baron Wendell, who also wore a chainmail hood, a smock and a blouse, and a sword at his waist, walked up to Yve's side and asked him.

"Fort Lida was originally a fortress for military purposes, with 30 skilled archers, 43 heavy infantry sergeants, and of course 20 light cavalry, and if you count the 50 light infantry of the serfs, and 12 of my friends who are willing to fight for us, there are a total of one hundred and fifty-two warriors." Sir Yves said to his father that his friends were 12 knights like him, and that these knights were the few who were willing to fight for the Wendells.

"We must defend Fort Lida until your brother's army comes to our aid." Baron Wendell touched his beard and said to his eldest son with some anxiety.

"I have heard that the Count of Lautz is very powerful, and more and more nobles are gathered around them." Yves sniffled his nose, he had heard many messages from his friends, but none of them were good news. The power of the Count of Lautzs is getting stronger and stronger, and even the Duke of Abel is hiding in Masonburg, and whenever the Wendell family sends an envoy to ask the Duke to stop this trend, the Duke always says that he will stop it, but so far there is no reaction at all.

"It's really careless, thinking that Count Lauzitz, who has lost his financial resources, is under our control. However, if you forget it, it is all God's will, is the messenger sent to your brother gone? Baron Wendell reluctantly drew a cross on his chest, and then raised his head and said to his eldest son.

"The Courier is gone, but there is still some time on the way."

"I hope it's too late." Baron Wendell said with some pessimism that the reason why he became the target of the Mason nobles was simply because their family rose too quickly, and the jealous anger of the nobles burned like a fire on the prairie, what a ridiculous reason. Baron Wendell, who had believed in chivalry all his life, was depressed and helpless.

"Don't worry about my father, with the strong walls of Fort Lida, and the swords of me and my companions, it is enough to protect the honor and safety of the family." Yves knocked his sword nonchalantly, and in Yves's heroic voice, Baron Wendell also felt that he could not be depressed at this very moment, he smiled and nodded and patted his son's shoulder.

"Sir, sir, quick, your wife, Lady Josephine, seems to be about to give birth." It was when Baron Wendell and his son were busy defending Fort Lida. At this time, a maid ran over to them and said breathlessly.

"Oh, Josephine." Yve's face changed dramatically when he heard this. More nervous than hearing that Count Lausitz was coming, he hurried towards his bedroom in Fort Lida, and Baron Wendell hurriedly followed, this was the birth of his first grandson.

"Ah~~~." When Ifu ran outside his bedroom, he heard his wife's screams through the thick wooden door, and a frustrated Ifu reached out to push the door open. The wooden door opened, and his mother, Madame Eva, came out of it, looking tired.

"Ive, you can't go in, I'll take care of you here." Mrs. Eva stopped the recklessness of her eldest son, and there are many taboos for women when giving birth. Even her husband would be kept out, and a wreath made of ivy was hung on the door, and although the Catholic faith is so deep, there are still some very old things that have been handed down among the people.

"I know, but can't you let me take a look? Just at a glance. Eve, anxiously craned his neck to look through the crack in the door, and saw Josephine lying on the wooden bed, surrounded by several maids to comfort her, but the pain caused by the contractions made Josephine sweat scream incessantly.

"Ifu leave it to your mother, she gave birth to three of you, and she will take care of your wife." Baron Wendell also came to the door at this time, and he comforted his son, and his son prayed to God with him, praying for the safety of Josephine and his son.

"God forbid." Yves accepted the baron's offer, he turned around and walked to the window of the corridor, the iron bar on the window was in the shape of a cross, which formed a cross shadow on the ground in the sunlight, Yves knelt there and closed his eyes and prayed earnestly, at this time the men were basically useless, their swords and strength were basically useless at the moment of creating Zào's life, Baron Wendell also held the cross pendant hanging around his neck, and also prayed for the continuation of his bloodline.

"Ah~~~Ah~~~." Josephine's groans of pain continued to be heard, and Lady Eva encouraged her, giving her the proper force and breathing method, and the maids went in and out of the room.

"Wow, wow, ahh After several hours of torture, a baby's cry finally pierced the sky above Fort Lida, and Ives and Baron Wendell, who were kneeling on the ground praying, raised their heads at the same time, and they turned to look at the wooden door.

"Congratulations to you, Lord Baron, congratulations, to your lord, for being a boy." A maid came out with a smile on her face and said to Baron Wendell and Sir Eve.

"God forbid." The two breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, childbirth has always been a very risky thing for human beings, it is a fortunate thing to be able to give birth to a child smoothly, and Baron Wendell is even more happy that this is his first grandson, a baby boy is a very powerful thing for inheriting the bloodline, in the moment of crisis targeted by the Mason nobles, to be able to have a Wendell family bloodline continue, bringing light to this depressing dark moment.

"Feast, Fort Lida should celebrate this moment today." Baron Wendell laughed and announced to everyone that the people of Fort Lidda, if he did not say it, would celebrate the moment, and they could not wait to witness the continuation of a family's bloodline, where ale, wine, and various fruit flesh were laid out in the hall, and everyone would be well fed and well entertained and cared for.

"Cheers, for the Wendell family." The people in the hall raised their glasses and cheered in unison, most of them were soldiers of Fort Lida and Ive's companion knights, because the tension of the situation made none of the Wendell family dare to respond to the invitation, they were all afraid of being persecuted by the forces of Count Lauzitz, so this banquet seemed a little calm, the Wendell family tried hard to make the banquet lively, some young soldiers in the center of the banquet fencing competition, won people's applause.

"Welcome to our Sir Yves and his son." In the middle of the feast, Sir Eve, with a contented smile on his face, carried his newborn son in his arms, and the little one, wrapped in a blanket of fabric and fine wool, hissed loudly and with all his might, as if to announce his birth to all the people of the world.

"It's really good, Sir Eve's child has also been born, I really don't know when our Lord Earl will be able to have a child of his own." Webster also attended the banquet with his glass, and he hid in Fort Lida with Harvey, and honestly he would have felt that it would have been good to live in peace if it weren't for the growing shadow of war.

"Then we should bring this good news to Arrod, we have been here long enough, we should leave tomorrow." Harvey took a sip of the wine in her glass, and when she heard Webster's words, her heart inevitably rippled, but she also knew that now was not the time to think about this, she had a very important text on her body, and she had to hand it over to Arrod.

"That's right, Fort Lida isn't safe anymore, I've seen a castle a hundred times stronger than this one fall." Webster nodded in agreement, they spoke to each other in low voices, but the hall was so noisy that no one could hear their conversation.

While the Wendell family celebrates the birth of a newborn in Lida Fort, the nobles of Count Lautz's estate are also holding a banquet, but their purpose is to gather their strength, use the ruined killing machine, build an army united by the nobles, and turn their forces against their target, the Wendell family.

"Lord Count Lauzitz, we will fight valiantly under your banner." The nobles seated in the manor swore allegiance to Count Lauzitz.

"Well done adults, I know that I can trust you, and our long-standing alliance and blood ties will deal a fatal blow to the lowly Wendell family under God's witness." Count Lauzitz looked at the nobles who came from all directions, and felt proud of his appeal, and he sat down in his seat and said to the nobles.

"I want to serve you, my lordship." The nobles raised their glasses in response to Count Lautz's hospitality, and Count Lausitz smiled and clapped his hands, only to see Grover walk in from outside, and he nodded at Count Lausitz.

"Ah~~." Suddenly a group of peasant girls were pushed in, their age was seductive, so that the shabby coarse linen dresses could not hide the uneven figures, and when these women were brought in in in a panic, the faces of the nobles showed a look of excitement.

"My lords, these are the ones my men have collected from all over the villages, so please enjoy them now." Count Lauzitz wiped the wine from his chin and said aloud to the nobles in the hall. (To be continued......)