In the middle of summer in the Baltic Sea coast of Watergastshire, two armies with different purposes, they were two different military groups, because of territorial interests, religious conflicts, and aristocratic sentiments, and the combined army led by Arold, Count of Mecklenburg, first seized a plain west of Watergastshire, where two villages had been razed by Mecklenburg's cavalry.

"The Mecklenburgers must pay with blood." Kang Tuoyi rode on his mount, he looked at the burned ruined villages around him, and anger gathered in his heart, the Great Emirate of Mecklenburg used to be one of the most powerful countries on the Baltic coast, but because of the competition for power between the three sons, the invasion of foreign enemies suffered such humiliating and heavy losses.

"Kang Tuoyi, the vassals have already assembled their army." The Calvin leader came to Kang Tuoyi's side and reported to Kang Tuoyi.

"Tell the nobles not to spare their arrows and sharp blades, and to let these Mecklenburgers know that we are powerful." Kang Tuoyi turned his horse's head and walked slowly to the rear, his red cloak fluttering in the wind, the neighing of his war horses, the crowd of three thousand Slavic warriors rushing along the edge of the plain like the waves of the sea, and the banners of the Slavic nobles fluttering to guide the army forward.

"God willing, give us strength." Looking at the army surging on the opposite side, Sir Ron and Andrew drew a cross on their chests at the same time, facing such a strong enemy requires a strong and tenacious spiritual pillar, not only the ordinary soldiers feel the pressure, but even the German mercenaries feel tricky, and their palms can't help but ooze sweat.

"Goo." The faces of the Mecklenburg recruits, who had gone to war for the first time, turned pale. They felt their legs and stomachs tremble, and their steps became a little chaotic, although there were basically no major mistakes under the rigorous training, Andrew's brow was already furrowed, but compared to the Willer army led by Madam Marty, it was even more chaotic. The conscripted peasants refused to even advance, and the Slavic nobles waved their whips as if they were driving a herd of cattle and sheep, so that the peasants could barely keep up with the large group.

"Ms. Marty, move your men to the left flank." Arold looked at the somewhat chaotic formation and said to Lady Marty.

"Okay." Lady Marty and Julian led their army to the left flank, knowing that their army would be of little use.

"Lord Earl, the soldiers are afraid. Could you please say something to them? Sir Ron looked at the weaker side in momentum, and said to Arrod.

"Yes." Arold halted the advance of the army, the phalanxes of the Mecklenburg regiment sounded the command of the officers, the German mercenary veterans raised their halberds, and with the help of the officers and veterans, the phalanx finally came to a neat stop. The long spears like a forest are densely packed.

"Hehe, Arrod hasn't grown at all, and it's a spear phalanx." Kang Tuoyi saw the phalanx slowly entering the battlefield from the opposite side, and couldn't help but laugh and said, he had fought with Arrod and suffered a loss in the spear phalanx, but the reason why humans were able to develop and surpass those ferocious beasts was because they could learn lessons.

"Chief. This formation is not easy to play. Calvin Leader couldn't help but grin as he looked at the dense phalanx and the spears erected like a forest.

"Hmph. It's hard to break through the front of this formation, but I've already figured out how to deal with it. Kang Tuoyi stretched out his hand and patted the war horse under his crotch, he couldn't have no way to deal with Arrod's biggest enemy.

"Look, it's their commander." The Calvin leader saw a knight on horseback from the army on the opposite side, with a strange iron bucket under his arm, and shiny chain mail. Wearing gauntlets on his arms, he is followed by a knight holding a banner aloft behind him. The banner was a black lion with teeth and claws, and it was clearly Arrod, Count of Mecklenburg.

"Soldiers. I know very well that you are in battle for the first time, that you are at a loss, that you are afraid, and that I am also afraid and worried in the face of such an army of the enemy, that I will not be able to defeat the enemy, that I will not be able to fulfill the sacred duty that our Lord has given us, and that I will fail our loved ones. If we can't defeat the great armies of the infidels here today, today, they will go west to destroy our homes, burn our fields and houses, and kill our loved ones, will you endure such a thing? With his left hand on his waist and his right hand holding a trumpet-shaped tin bucket, Arod aimed the side of the small mouth at his mouth, and said in a loud voice to the soldiers under his command, his voice could be heard by almost all the soldiers, even Kang Tuoyi and his soldiers on the opposite side could be faintly heard.

"The gods are above, this Count of Mecklenburg is a magician." Calvin's chief's face changed drastically, he didn't expect Arold to make his voice as loud as a giant, and the war horse under his crotch neighed uneasily, and stretched out his front hooves to scrape the ground.

"Don't panic, that's Arrod's little trick, this bastard with all kinds of tricks." Kang Tuoyi immediately stopped the commotion between the Calvin chief and his soldiers, he knew very well that Arold often made things that he had never seen before, but his soldiers did not know this, and these superstitious soldiers were in a commotion, and many of them took out the amulets they had with them, hoping that the gods of the Lomwa religion would bless them.

"Never, never~~~~." The soldiers, inspired by Arold's speech and magic, replied loudly, their numbers small but imposing.

"Do not be afraid, I, the rightful ruler of Mecklenburg and the south-west island, your sovereign Arrod. Wendell will live and die with you, we will wear the same clothes, eat the same food, sharpen the weapons in our hands, and fight together against the infidels according to the will of the King of Heaven, if you defeat the enemy and survive, I will share the spoils with you, even if we die, our souls will be incomparably brilliant~~~~. "Arold finally threw out religion*, and the people of this era were very religious and did not have enough material wealth anyway, and often starved, but under the repeated descriptions of the priests, the kingdom of heaven was so wonderful.

"Oh oh oh, whoa~~~~." The soldiers of the Mecklenburg Regiment roared excitedly, and they shook their spears desperately, and the wooden poles of the spears collided with each other like a stream of water. (To be continued)