Baron Wendell's head must have been taken by the enemy to invite credit, but Arold was more curious about the wooden door behind Baron Wendell, the wooden door opened a gap, and a bad feeling came to his heart, when Arold pushed the door open with a trembling hand, he saw Mrs. Eva lying on the ground, with a sharp sword in her chest, and the whole person seemed to be lying on her side and falling asleep, Baron Wendell must have tried his best to protect his wife behind him, but it was useless.

"Ah~~~~." A flock of crows hovering over Fort Lida to enjoy their meal were startled by a roar that seemed to come from the depths of hell, and they flapped their wings and circled over the fort, making a quacking and whining sound.

"Lord Count." Harlan and the others had never seen such a furious Arrod, the young earl walked out with tears streaming down his eyes while holding the body of his slain mother, his eyes were bloodshot red, and a trace of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and the attendants thought Arold was injured and asked with concern.

"Boom, boom." Arold walked step by step to the courtyard, and most of the grape trellises that had been planted had collapsed, which had served the people of this fortress with sweet wine, but now it was also in ruins, and he felt the anger in Arold's heart, and the attendants took off their hats and stood there solemnly.

Outside Fort Lida, a number of graves were soon added, among which were buried Baron Wendell, father of Arrod, Count of Mecklenburg, and his wife, Lady Eva, whose graves were side by side, each with a cross nailed from a tree branch, and the priests of the army recited the last prayers for the dead, hoping that their souls would rest and be called by the Lord, but the living were angry with vengeance.

"Didn't you find my brother Sir Eves, Miss Josephany, or my sister?" The only good thing is that not all family members are buried here. This gave Arjod a glimmer of hope that they might be able to take advantage of the chaos to escape by fighting at night.

"No, at least their bodies were not found in Fort Lida, maybe they fled." Ser Ron immediately reported to Arrod that after cleaning the corpses in the fort, their stronghold had moved to the beleaguered fortress. At least there was a roof to protect it from the elements, and Count Lauzitz had never imagined that Arold would arrive so quickly down the river in a Viking warrior ship, and perhaps he was still waiting for Arold to lead his army on the road to Mason, not knowing that Arold had reached the tip of his nose.

"Send someone to find it, as well as Yve's children, they must all be found, at least the corpses must be found." Arold said weakly, his face slightly pale. After experiencing the painful loss of a loved one and getting wet in heavy rain, even the strongest person can get sick.

"Yes, we will do it, Lord Earl, you must take care of your health." Sir Ron looked at Arrod worriedly, and admonished him.

"Don't worry, I won't die without seeing Count Lauzitz kneeling before me." The corners of Arold's mouth twitched, and he hated and regretted why he hadn't dealt with Count Lauzitz sooner. When the poison mandarin duck pot is ready, he should be killed, and not too many political changes and Duke Mason's thoughts should not be considered. Because of his own naivety for a while, he was in today's tragedy, so this is all his own sin, and Arold tortured himself repeatedly in his heart.

"Moreover, the army of Count Lautzitz was found, and they remained in a village to the north, where it was necessary to pass from Mecklenburg to the land of Mason. It seems that he intends to stop our army there. Ser Ron went on to say to Arrold that the Javelinmen had not been idle for a few days of packing up Fort Lida, and that they had finally found the exact location of Count Lautz, but the presence of cavalry had alerted Earl Lautz's soldiers.

"Good. Let the Javelinmen harass their supply lines, and I've heard that there are a lot of Mason nobles supporting Count Lauzitz, right? A hideous smile appeared on Arrod's face, but there was no trace of a smile in his cold eyes, which made Sir Ron and the others shudder.

"Yes, that's right, Miss Harvey said." Sir Ron nodded, he didn't know what Arold wanted to do.

The Nishizawa family is located in a lush land in the western part of Mason County, where they have been cultivating for generations, and have established a manor house on the cultivated land, where flax and grapes are grown, and the flax and grapes sold by the nupguò to accumulate funds for the family, in addition to other noble families, the Nishizawa family is also eager to fight to improve their political status and gain the appreciation of the upper class of nobles, which is why the patriarch of the Sir Nishizawa family led the clan to join the Count of Lausitz.

"This year's harvest was good, and the grapes could be sold for a good price." The old man of the Nishizawa family picked a grape that grew in the manor and put it in his mouth, the full juice filled his mouth, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face, the only thing that worried him a little was that the patriarch had taken away all the young people in the manor, and only the old people and women and children were left here, and it would be miserable if they were attacked by robbers.

"Yes, if only I didn't fight, why should I get involved in the battle between the great nobles, it makes me feel a little bad, God forbid." Another member of the Cizer clan tied, and these crops were so important that the clothes he wore were woven through guò flax, and the surplus was sold to the merchants for a small profit.

"If only there were no robbers, I heard that the shepherds had lost sheep in their flock, God forbid, and I hope that the robbers will not come and disturb us after they have taken the sheep."

"Maybe it's lost by yourself, this kind of thing often happens, what is that?" Suddenly, on the edge of the verdant wilderness, the two Xize people saw a burst of smoke and dust, and heard a roar like thunder in their ears, they raised their heads curiously and looked at the cloudless clear sky, and at this moment, several spears appeared from the far margin, and the first spear had a flag hanging on it, but the two Xize people were dizzy and couldn't see what the pattern was.

"Boom~~~~."

"Bell, bell, bell~~~~." The bell tower of the manor rang a bell rapidly, and the people of the Xize tribe knew that it was a warning bell, so they picked up a qiē thing at hand as a weapon, and ran to the manor to defend against the enemy's attack, although they did not know who the enemy was, but the long-standing blood-based kinship mutual help let them know how to protect themselves.

"This, this is not a robber." But what appeared before them was a heavy cavalry force in bright armor, armed with shields and horse pistols, which soon surrounded the manor, and the furious neighing horses and heavy cavalry in chain mail stunned the people of the Nishizawa, who had worked with dirt all their lives.

"It's the nobleman's cavalry, this is the lord's men, we have to talk, maybe it's a misunderstanding." Among the older men of the Nishizawa tribe, who immediately came out to find out what was going on, he walked up to a man who was clearly a nobleman, bowed to the man on his horse, and saluted.

"This is Sir Nishizawa's manor, right?" The nobleman on the war horse, a pair of cold eyes glanced around, and the people of the Nishizawa tribe who were swept by the gaze shuddered, they clenched the wooden fork or stick in their hands, but their bodies shrank back as much as possible.

"Yes, my lord, if you need to rest, we will prepare a room and hot food for you and your men, rest assured that Sir Nishizawa is a very hospitable lord." The elder of the Xize clan said respectfully to the nobles on the horse, it is often said that people are old and become fine, he knew that this was a great nobleman when he looked at the other party's bearing, and the ring he was wearing on his hand, as well as the pure white mink fur trim on his cloak, he would definitely not have a low status.

"Huh." The nobleman jumped off his horse without speaking, a smile on his lips, but it was indescribably strange compared to his cold eyes.

"Lord, lord, lord~~~." Just when Elder Nishizawa thought that the great nobleman in front of him had accepted his own construction, a fist slammed into his face without warning, knocking him to the ground with a punch, blood gushing out of his nose, and the surrounding Nishizawa people let out a frightened scream, they couldn't understand why the young nobleman suddenly attacked Elder Nishizawa.

"All the people come here to assemble, hurry up, or don't blame me for having no eyes on my sword." The young nobleman who beat the other party said to the Xize people with a blue face, along with his order, the heavy cavalry who surrounded the manor dismounted one after another, and drew the sword at his waist, looking at the heavy cavalry wearing chain mail and holding a snow bright sword, the Xize people knew that it was impossible for them to fight each other, so they threw away the wooden stick in their hands and walked out in turn.

When this strange heavy cavalry left the manor, several of them carried small children in their arms, and behind them came the screams of women, and the smoke rising from the manor, the flames raged everywhere in the manor, and when the Nishizawa tried to put out the fire, they were immediately driven away by the heavy cavalry with swords and were not allowed to put out the fire.

"Huh~~~." A banner with a black lion with teeth and claws on it caught the eyes of the people of Nishizawa in the flames, and it was deeply imprinted in their minds.

"Attack on the manor of the Earl of Mecklenburg, Arrode. Remember, Lord Wendell, go and tell your patriarch, Sir Nishizawa, that if he goes against the Earl again, his heirs will be cut off. Before leaving, the people of the Xize were warned (to be continued......