The soldiers on the corner tower of the castle blew their horns, the iron gates that had been closed for a long time slowly rose, the wooden drawbridge slammed on the moat, and then five hounds galloped out, these hounds were the darlings of the nobles in Mecklenburg, and they were fed by special servants on weekdays, followed by the hounds were the nobles on horseback, led by Arrod in hunting clothes.

"The Duke is dressed strangely, huh?" Count Ron said to Count Yve.

"He designed it himself by a tailor." Yves shrugged his shoulders, he had stayed at the headquarters of the Teutonic Knights during the time of the plague.

"Lord Earl, you haven't considered marrying that noble lady of that noble family?" Count Ron said to Yves on horseback.

"Hmph, you're still worried about yourself, right?" Yves rolled his eyes in frustration and kicked his mount with his heel.

"Why are you so slow?" Arrod, who was in front, saw the two men behind and turned his horse's head and urged them loudly.

"Yes." Arold disliked that the Germanic robes and capes were too cumbersome to move, and he asked the tailor to make him a hunting suit that would fit close to his body, with a red row of buttoned tops, green trousers and leather boots, and a round hat with a rope tied to his chin.

"Let the servants set up a camp in the forest, and Ives will go hunting with me." Arrod said to his brother with great interest.

"No, I can't pull the bow now, I'll wait for you at the camp." Yves stretched out his prosthetic leg and shook it at Arold a few times.

"I'll go with you." Earl Ron said to Arrod.

"Ah, okay." Arold nodded, and he took the light crossbow from his squire, and came to open the string and attach the crossbow to the bolt. Heading out into the forest, Count Ron followed closely behind him.

The servants on foot followed the nobles with wooden shields and short swords, and the hounds chased into the forest to alarm the small animals, which would run out of the bushes where they were hiding, and the servants would strike the edge of the shield with their short swords to make louder noise, disturbing the judgment of the animals. Makes them feel like hunters on all sides.

"Whoosh~~~." Arold rode his horse in search of prey, and when he saw a rabbit speeding over the mossy roots, he hurriedly lifted the crossbow, aimed it with the crosshair, and pulled the trigger, and the bolt flew out.

"Do~~." Unfortunately, the rabbit's leg kicked over the crossbow arrow, and the crossbow bolt was nailed to the root of the tree, and the arrow feathers on its tail trembled slightly.

"It's a shame." Arold could only watch as the rabbit scurried into the grass on the other side, and he lowered his crossbow to pull the string again, placing the bolt into the groove.

"Boom~~." Just when the rabbit was about to disappear into the grass. But he heard the sound of the bowstring, and saw an arrow fly out.

With a strange scream, the rabbit flipped to the ground with a long arrow stuck in its belly, and Arold turned curiously to see Julian smiling at him, while Marty beside him lowered his bow.

"Ha, Julian, you're here." Arold before the hunting season. He sent an emissary to send a message to his vassals, and it seemed that Julian and Marty had already arrived.

"Yes, Lord Duke. Receiving your summoning order, I set off with Marty, and we had already arrived last night. Julian's words confirmed Arrode's suspicions.

"What a good archery lady, Lady Marty." Arjod nodded and complimented Ms. Marty.

"Your Excellency, you should practice your bow more." Marty pursed his lips slightly, looking at the crossbow in Arrod's hand with some disdain, he had never heard of nobles using crossbows for hunting. And yet did not hit the prey.

"Haha, I'm used to using this, I'm really unlucky!" It takes a lot of time to practice the bow and arrow, Arrod doesn't have that much effort to practice, and the crossbow is much easier and more convenient.

"The Duke has a lot of big things to deal with. You can't be so demanding. Julian said to Marty, who was a little unconvinced, but no longer refuted.

"Madam Marty is it okay to have a contest to see which of us hits the most, you with a bow and I with a crossbow." Seeing that Ms. Marty was a little unconvinced, Arold became playful and challenged Marty.

"Okay." Marty immediately agreed, and although Julian didn't want his wife to be too competitive, he also wanted to see which weapon was more powerful, the bow and crossbow.

"Let the servants drive the animals out." Arold commanded the servants.

The commanded servants struck their shields harder and roared roughly, the hounds began to bark wildly, and the animals of the woods were frightened, and the green bushes and grasses boiled like waves.

"Let's go." Arold glanced at Ms. Marty and spoke out to her.

"Whoosh~~." Marty saw a fox's tail hidden behind a tree, and immediately drew his bow and fired an arrow, but the cunning fox dodged with its prostrate body, and the arrow grazed the tip of its ear.

"Smack." Arold grinned, he immediately raised the crossbow and aimed at the fox, probably sensing the danger, the fox bared his teeth at Arold, his body tensed and made a fleeing posture, but Arold pulled the trigger, and the crossbow flew out and hit the fox in an instant.

"Whoosh~~." Marty's beauty wrinkled, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw several pheasants scurrying dizzily, and Marty immediately drew an arrow, and quickly bent her bow and shot the arrow.

"Goo." The arrows hit the pheasants accurately, and after shooting one, Marty did not stop, and her continuous control of the arrows was fast and accurate.

"Tsk." Arold looked at the three pheasants that were shot, and couldn't help grinning, but he didn't stop in his hand, pulling the crossbow string and aiming at the prey everywhere, although the speed of the crossbow is not as fast as the bow, but the stability is stronger than the bow.

An earl and a duke made a lot of trouble in the wooded area of the hunt, and it was not until near noon that the game between the two was over, and Arold had hunted three pheasants, four rabbits, and an elk, and Madame Martí had a better result than Arrode.

By this time, a servant had reported that the camp in the forest had been set up, and Julian and Marty's men had merged. This caused the two to stop playing, and Arrod generously admitted his defeat.

"Lady Marty's archery skills are accurate, maybe I can invite Ms. Marty to become the archery instructor of the Mecklenburg Legion." Arold said to Marty sincerely.

"Thank you, Lord Duke, for your kindness." Marty replied to Arrod.

"Let's take our prey to camp, so much prey is enough to eat." Arold looked at the prey carried by the servants and said with satisfaction.

As Arold and his retinue marched towards the camp, Lady Marty deliberately fell behind, placing her hand behind her back, Julian looked at it in amazement, and found that Marty's hand was trembling slightly, as if her fingers had suffered greatly from the process of controlling the bow. (To be continued.) )