The order to go out of the castle was finally issued, the soldiers wearing the heraldic uniforms of the Duke of Mason rode quickly through the camp, the vassals also gave orders to their troops, five thousand men marched to the territory of the Duke of Saxony under the banner of the Duke of Mason, various square flags and pennants were waved into a sea of colors, the knights wore chain mail and walked at the forefront of the procession, and they were followed by sword-wielding squires who carried weapons for themselves, The squires were followed by sergeants dressed in a variety of clothes and armor, the poor knights also walked in the middle of the line as heavy infantry, and behind them were a large number of light infantry with pitchfork farming tools, who looked numb and helpless.

The most peculiar thing is that the most peculiar thing is that the most common force of the procession is followed by a large army, which is composed of miscellaneous servants, prostitutes and slave traders, who follow closely behind the army to form a mobile logistics force, the front marching team is silent and neat, except for the friction of weapons and armor is the sound of horses' hooves, and the logistics force composed of miscellaneous prostitutes in the back is called friends, beating children and scolding mothers one after another, but the nobles of the Middle Ages seem to have long been accustomed to seeing strange things, and let this strange team follow them.

"With this kind of marching speed, I'm afraid the Duke of Saxony will be able to know our location without reconnaissance." Arold stopped for the third time in a day, feeling helpless about the procrastination of the medieval troops, in fact, this can't be blamed on Duke Mason, this army is not all troops directly under the duke, they are an alliance composed of the duke's vassals, the various troops do not interact with each other on weekdays, there are still various language differences between different provinces, it is extremely difficult to lead such an alliance march, so you must stop from time to time to rectify, otherwise you will not wait to see the Saxons, The troops would then scatter due to demoralization and most of them would flee.

"Don't worry, we are numerous, and we don't need to be afraid of the Duke of Saxony at all." Yves rode on the horse and said with confidence, he held his head high and regained his former smug expression, in fact, stopping to rest was also for the sake of the heavily armed knight to save his strength, even if he was riding a horse and carrying heavy armor, it was an extremely difficult thing for a knight.

"Don't take it lightly, the Duke of Saxony is not so easy to deal with." Sir Wendell took off his helmet and said to his sons, in the old duke's time, the Saxons invaded from time to time, the Duke of Saxony and the Duke of Mason fought several battles, and was a good man who was used to fighting tough battles, even Sir Wendell, who was on the enemy side, had to admit that the aging Duke of Saxony was not only sharp but more and more accustomed to using soldiers, and his five vassals led the army to be brave and good at war.

In the sky, a goshawk flew in the void, it looked down on the earth, and saw a procession of winding snakes marching, it must have been very curious, why these strange bipeds gathered together, when it flew through the dense forest and saw another biped entrenched in a plain land, between them there was only a dense forest, many crows who seemed to have a premonition were hovering between the branches and leaves of the forest, the goshawk was disdainful of these scavengers, It decided to fly a little farther in search of fresh prey.

"Quack~~~." There are many crows perched among the branches of the forest, and they sit patiently on the branches, like a gentleman in a black dress patiently waiting for food at the table.

"Ha, look at these devils, I'm impatient." On a rocky protrusion from a meadow, an elderly man with silver hair and a shawl wearing chain mail covered with a smock with yellow and black stripes on it, one of his feet on the rock, and his sword hanging from his waist on the right side.

"This time they're sure to feast on the flesh and blood of the Masons." Beside him stepped a knight in chain mail, a strong man in his prime, with short hair and a piercing gaze that exuded shrewdness and ability.

"My lords, are we just waiting here?" At this time, a woman's voice said, and a female knight wearing chain mail appeared between them, the woman's chain mail was very delicate and concave, highlighting the woman's graceful figure, she was wearing a purple cloak behind her, a sword hung from her waist, and the smock of the chain mail was printed with a blue lion with a red heart.

"Hahaha, Countess Woolsheveld, you lioness can't wait to lick the blood?" The old man turned his head and said to the woman with a smile, and jumped off the rock after speaking, the old man's body was strong and not old at all, but had the skills of a young man.

"Lord Duke." The two knights hurriedly bowed their heads to the old man and bowed to him, it turned out that this was the Duke of Saxony.

"Yes." The Duke of Saxony nodded in satisfaction and strode towards his army, where a team of three thousand men gathered, banners of various colors fluttering in the wind across the plains, and the duke's eyes looked at his soldiers, who saw that their faces were full of fierceness, and the knights were waiting quietly in full armor.

"Lord Duke, I heard that Duke Mason has gathered five thousand men this time, is this true?"

"So what? A rabble of farmers. The Duke of Saxony's attendant brought a horse, and the Duke mounted his horse, when three nobles dressed in heraldry stepped forward and inquired about him.

"Lord Ullisi, fear not, this is not the first time we have defeated the Masons." The strong and shrewd man also took the reins of the horse from the hands of his squire, turned over and said to the somewhat timid middle-aged nobleman in ornate armor.

"I know, but I'm just a little worried about their numbers, Count Berengal." Count Ullisi, with red hair and armor carved with various decorations, straightened his body on his horse and said unnaturally.

"Ulrichi said, didn't I agree to your marriage proposal back then?" At this moment the Countess of Woolsheveld rode up to them and spoke contemptuously to the Count of Ulrichy.

"What?" Count Ulrichy leaned sideways, he didn't want to provoke the lioness, but Countess Woolsheveld didn't intend to let him go.

"It's because you don't have the courage to press me on the bed, and you don't look like a man at all." The Countess of Woolsheveld smiled and turned her horse's head, and galloped towards her team, waving her hand as she ran, and said loudly, "Just tell me when you have made a plan." ”

"This lioness." The nobles all smiled wryly and shook their heads, each of them had suffered in the Countess of Woolsheveld, but her words did inspire the Count of Ullisi to stop worrying about the number of Duke Mason's troops.

"Ha Luha, all right gentlemen, it's time to make a plan, how are we going to fight?" The Duke of Saxony laughed on his horse, his female vassal's courage was not lost to other men, this is also where the old man appreciated her, and what was even more terrifying was that the territory of the Countess of Woolsheveld was close to Norse Norway, and her native customs were closer to the Norse Vikings than the Germanic people, and her family blood had the blood of fierce Vikings, and the heavy infantry with axes under her command were all tall and bloodthirsty.

"Although the Duke of Mason has a large number of people, they have come from afar, and the consumption of food and grass is very large, and they will inevitably rush to Göttingen Castle, we only need to defend where there is a dense forest." The Count of Berengaard thought for a moment and analyzed the Duke of Saxony.

"Well, it makes sense, where their knights could not pass through the dense forest, we just need to lay heavy infantry and archers in the forest." The Earl of Ullisi, touching his red beard with his hand, pondered for a moment, and then added that the earl, who loved flamboyance, did not seem to be a general.

"Lord Duke, what about your cousin, Baron Dufone? Duke Mason demanded to exchange him for land on the border. ”

"Hmph, that idiot, ignore it." The Duke of Saxony shook his head, his long silver hair fluttering like a lion shaking his head and tail, so that he would not care about his useless cousin.

The Duke of Saxony's army, as Sir Able had predicted, had been heavily entrenched in the dense forests of Göttingen, and everything seemed to be moving in the Duke of Mason's favour, but it was not at all known who would ultimately win the favor of the Goddess of Victory.

"Father, let's divide our troops here." Sir Able sent a horse scout to report that the Duke of Saxony's army was indeed stationed in the forest, although it did not come close, but those undisguised flags had already revealed that the Duke of Saxony was here, and even in order to provoke the Duke of Mason, the Duke of Saxony also sent someone to hang the banner of the Duke of Mason's family that had been captured upside down on the tree, so as to humiliate the Duke of Mason.

"Yes." Duke Mason watched with satisfaction as the Duke of Saxony's banner loomed in the forest, and even the flags of his own family that were hung upside down seemed much more pleasing to the eye at this time, and he was already thinking about how to defeat and humiliate the Duke of Saxony.

"Quiet departure, quick." In order to achieve the purpose of deceiving the enemy, Sir Abel let his team leave quietly from the back of the Duke of Mason's own team, and was not allowed to raise the flag, wrapped the flag and put it away, and the team of the Earl of Lausitz also set off almost at the same time, and the two partial divisions quietly bypassed the main battlefield and marched towards Crane and Braunschweig, of which Sir Able was responsible for attacking Crane, and to bypass Göttingen and enter Crane had to pass through the territory of the vassals of the neutral Duke of Lower Lorraine, However, the Duke of Lower Lorraine had already expressed his neutrality, so there was no problem with the matter of borrowing, and everything would go very smoothly according to the plan.