The army of the Mason aristocratic alliance marched towards the Duke of Bohemia and was quickly known by the Bohemians, in fact, there was nothing to hide, the march of thousands of troops was enough to make a big noise just by the noise of the soldiers, and the merchants and prostitutes/prostitutes who followed the army, although Arold's German mercenary regiment had its own baggage carts, and the soldiers also had their own dry rations, but the other three counts still let the merchants and prostitutes/prostitutes follow the army far behind according to the custom, in fact, it was not far.

"The march is too slow, and the Bohemians must have known we were coming." Arold looked at the miscellaneous army attached to the back of the army, in fact, it was not only merchants and prostitutes, but the knights and nobles in the three earls' army almost all brought three or four servants each, these people provided various errand logistics services for the knights, and they could also pick up spears and shields on the battlefield to become the knights' guards, but because they were people with no real military training, the military discipline was also poor in all aspects, which made Arold frown in his eyes.

"There's no way, this is the traditional way of fighting, don't expect the knights and nobles to be like the German mercenary group." Baron Wendell comforted Arrod.

"Lord Palace, the Bohemians are swarming out of the castle, and one of the cavalry must be coming at us." At this time, the scout light cavalry sent out anxiously reported to Arrod that Arold had sent a total of four light cavalry to reconnoitre, but only one returned, and it seemed that he had been intercepted by the Bohemian cavalry.

"The terrain here is not conducive to infantry combat." Baron Wendell looked around, it was a flat wasteland. Without any obstacles, the Bohemian cavalry could drive straight in, and according to Arold's plan, they should have advanced to a forest not far from the castle before the Bohemians reacted, and the gentle slopes of the forest and hills weakened the advantage of the Bohemian cavalry, but the Bohemian cavalry was too powerful to rush towards them so quickly.

"There's no time, we have to set up." Arold knew that it was too late to say anything, and that the only way to deal with the threat of cavalry was to form a formation, but he had never fought with the Count of Weimar and others. They are completely unaware of each other's strength and soldiers. The joint battle between different monarchs is not so simple.

"How do I set it up?" Baron Wendell asked curiously.

"Crane wing formation, let the Count of Weimar and the Count of Thuringia occupy the left and right flanks, and I and the Count of Praun led the army in the center, and ordered the German mercenaries to line up in a tight and narrow formation. Let's look like the central forces are weak. Lure the enemy into attacking the center. If the enemy is fooled, order the two wings to be encircled. Arold said briefly to Baron Wendell.

The formation is the knowledge that Arrod once played a foreign-made game called Takeda Shingen when he was at home in his previous life. It tells about the evolution of the Warring States Neon people after learning the improvement of the Celestial Empire military formation, although it is just a war game, but the changes in the military formation are much stronger than the simple chessboard formation of the Europa, and the horizontal formation that has no changes, and now Arold can only choose the simpler and more practical ones, hoping to weaken the enemy's cavalry attack by relying on the advantages of the military formation.

"What, to divide the army?" The Count of Weimar listened to the order of Baron Wendell in a hurry, and was surprised to think that there was something wrong with his ears, you must know that according to the traditional experience of Europa warfare, of course, the soldiers are arranged as closely as possible in war, so that they can concentrate their forces, but they ignore the terrible horseback people, if they are crowded together, they will only become the target of the Bohemian archers.

"Yes, when the army in the center gives a signal, I hope that the two counts can lead the army to encircle from the left and right flanks, not sooner or later, please cooperate with the two counts." Baron Wendell said anxiously on his horse, time was getting shorter and shorter, the Bohemian cavalry could arrive at any time, and there was no time to explain to the Count of Weimar in detail.

"Okay, let's follow the command of Miya-sama." The Count of Thuringia nodded, he also knew that time was tight at this time, so he immediately led his 1,000 troops to separate from the ranks and occupy the left flank, seeing that the Count of Thuringia had led the army to set up the formation according to the order, and the Count of Weimar also led his 610 soldiers to the right flank.

The three hundred and eighty soldiers led by Count Praun remained in the center with the German mercenary regiment, and with the sergeant's order, the soldiers of the German mercenary regiment were sent into a vertical phalanx with only five people in the front row.

"Once you're ready, it's up to our opponents." Arold didn't relax until he saw the last soldier lined up in battle, this is a war without drills, all of them have no experience, they are fighting with completely unfamiliar comrades for the first time, this is more dangerous than Arold leading the German mercenary group alone to resist the Duke of Bohemia, I hope there will be no situation of pit teammates, Arold prayed in his heart.

"Boom~~~~." At this moment the Bohemian cavalry appeared from the opposite side, a force of three hundred horses composed entirely of cavalry, led by Arold's old rival, Count Otta, who led the last elite cavalry of the Duchy on which the Duke of Bohemia had high hopes, among them were more than 100 Eastern European archers, 50 Bohemian knights, and the rest were all horseback teams composed of Bohemian yeoman farmers, and 300 cavalry came with a rumbling sound from the earth.

"What the hell are the Germanic people up to?" Count Otta rode on his horse and looked at the army of the Principality of Mason Noble Alliance on the opposite wasteland, their army was very open, divided into three disconnected armies on the left, center and right, and the distance between them was also very wide.

"It's weird." The eldest of the three boar brothers, Grover also rode a horse, he looked at the military formation in front of him, but also puzzled, in the basin war he and his brothers turned their brains quickly, in the fierce battle to find an opportunity to escape to the rear, this escaped, and the Bohemians in that war did not lose many people, but for the morale of the big blow, in order to stabilize the morale of the three boar brothers, so did not punish the three boar brothers for fleeing the battlefield.

"You used to be a nobleman in the Duchy of Mason, tell me what the hell is going on?" Count Otta raised his finger and pointed to the opposite military formation, and asked Grover.

"This, I heard that Arrod became the palace minister of the Duchy of Mason at an extremely young age, and the other nobles must be dissatisfied." Grover frowned, he knew that if he couldn't make a reason, he would definitely anger Count Otta, who was already dissatisfied with him, so he reluctantly guessed.

"Oh? You're saying that there is actually a gap between them, and they are only reluctantly united by orders, but they are suspicious of each other. Count Otta said to Grover as a matter of course.

"Maybe so." Grover swallowed and said reluctantly.

"Yes, it's just, why bumper and spit out." Count Otta glanced at Grover with dissatisfied, he was already very disgusted with ugly things, and he would not have been willing to take them with him if it were not for the Duke of Bohemia's orders.

"Yes, yes." Grover hurriedly nodded and replied, people have to endure this humiliation under the eaves, but it is normal for nobles to often look at each other unpleasantly, and it is normal for them to be jealous of each other.

"That's good, just as they're so far away, we'll break these damned Germanic people individually, and our cavalry will be enough to clean them up." Count Otta is obsessed with the soldiers in the Battle of the Basin, and prays for shame.

"Then Lord Earl, where should we start, I will first attack the right flank of the edge, eat this army from the edge, and with the bravery of Lord Count and all the brave and warlike Bohemian warriors, we will surely achieve victory." Grover hurriedly patted his ass, he also saw that Count Otta was a favorite of the Duke of Bohemia, so he didn't want to offend him, on the contrary, he had to build a good relationship.

"No, we attack the center directly, don't you see where the enemy's commander is? That damn Arrod. Originally, Count Ota thought the same as Grover, but when Grover said it first, it caused the Earl's displeasure, and he immediately changed his mind. (To be continued......)