As night fell, the medieval Baltic coast entered a pitch black time, wolves wandered through the dense forest, the night was so dark that not even a star appeared, the faint light of the torches planted in the walls of Mecklenburg contributed to it, but even if the eyes of the defenders widened, all they saw was a short distance below the walls.

"The Pomeranian camp is so lively today." A Memeranian defender, with his arm on the battlement, looked at the Pomeranian camp surrounding Mecklenburg, and for some reason the Pomeranian camp was so lively today, the Pomeranian people were singing and dancing around the campfire, and it looked like a banquet.

"Is it just to celebrate bringing back their dead and stinking companions?" Another soldier with a crossbow in both hands shook his head and scoffed, they didn't understand what the infidels were thinking.

The soldiers of Mecklenburg could not understand the Pomeranian thoughts, but the Pomeranian Grand Chief stood outside the camp with his scepter in hand, his eyes fixed on the Pomeranian nobles who were also heavily armed at the High Chief's side, and it did not look like they were having a banquet.

"Let them be noisy." The Great Chief turned and shouted to his noisy men dancing around the campfire.

"It's the Great Chief."

"Oh oh woo~~~." Hearing the Grand Chieftain's orders, thousands of people shouted like wild beasts, and tapped at anything they could find.

"Oh, these goddamn heretics are crazy." The defenders of Mecklenburg were distraught by the noise, cursing the beastly infidels, and some of them crossed or praying towards the reliquary.

"Rustle~~~." It was in this noisy environment that the true intentions of the Pomeranians were concealed, and there was a faint rustle in the open space between the castle and the attacking camp, and if there was light, a group of men in felt blankets could be seen creeping forward. At the head was none other than Lord Alger himself, and the rest were mostly his own people and a few elite Pomeranian soldiers.

"Squeak~~~." In the process of crawling forward, in order to avoid being discovered by the condescending enemy, they did not dare to open the felt carpet to find the way, but could only use their hands to touch the arrow feathers planted in the ground by the daytime handymen, and when someone touched the arrow feathers, they made a squeak like a mouse. The others began to gather in the direction of the sound.

"Whew." Old Man Alger gasped, a tactic that reminded him of life on the grasslands, when nomadic tribes used to steal other people's cattle and sheep in the middle of the night.

After climbing for a long time, they touched the edge of the ditch, and for the sake of prudence, the nomadic tribes stopped, and they listened carefully to the movement on the wall, because at this time the people patrolling back and forth with torches on the wall were very likely to notice, but after a long time, except for the occasional chatter of the guards from above, there was nothing unusual, and the leader of Alger was finally relieved.

"Plop. Thump. "Master Alger rolled the blanket into the trench, and during the day the Pomeranian servants deliberately did not clean the corpses in the trench, so when Lord Alger rolled into the trench, there was a foul smell and he was not injured, and the other nomadic warriors followed his example and rolled in.

"Uh~~." But when a Pomeranian warrior rolled into the trench, he was unlucky enough to fall on a pointed stake in the trench, which pierced the body of a Pomeranian and exposed the tip, but it was the point that pierced his leg.

"Hi~~." Old man Alger heard the low cry of the Pomeranian warrior, and large beads of sweat broke out of his head. If it was his clansmen, even if he was impaled through the internal organs at this time, he would hold on and remain silent. But the Grand Pomeranian chief insisted on arranging a few Pomeranian warriors, who were now under the tip of the enemy's nose. If a bolt is found, they will surely die.

"Suoso~~~." A nomadic warrior immediately climbed up, and he reached out his large, sandal-smelling hand to cover the mouth of the Pomeranian warrior, and the Pomeranian warrior shook his head desperately in pain and fright, trying to get rid of the nomerian warrior's hand.

"Huh." The nomadic warrior was also annoyed at this time, and with his free hand he quickly drew his short knife, and stabbed the Pomeranian warrior in the heart with a single blow.

"What sound?" The Mecklenburg defenders on the ramparts heard unusual noises. Holding the torch and shaking downward, he looked at it, but Lord Alger and his clan warriors were motionless under the carpet, and they could not distinguish it from the surrounding qiē in the dark night.

"What's wrong?" At this time, Harvey led a few soldiers to patrol over, her face was a little haggard, but she was in good spirits, in order to ensure that there would be no mistakes in the city's defenses. Harvey was always on her own to check for any loopholes, but even she would never have imagined that the enemy was beneath her vertical.

"I think I heard something just now." The defenders of Mecklenburg reported to Harvey, who had given the defenders a death order to prevent any tricks from the enemy, that is, to report any unusual movements to her.

"Oh? Drop the torch. Harvey thought about it and immediately ordered, and soon several torches were thrown from the city wall, according to Harvey's idea, the torches thrown down could illuminate the bottom for a while, and the sudden appearance of flames in the dark night would also cause confusion for possible enemies.

"Hoo !!" The flames were thrown down and fell under the walls or in the trenches, but there was silence where the firelight could shine, and there was little anomaly except for a few corpses that had begun to decompose.

"Nothing out of the ordinary." The soldiers around Harvey carefully examined the aftermath, and since there was nothing unusual, Harvey led the soldiers towards the other sections of the wall, and when the torches under the wall were extinguished, it was pitch black again, and Lord Alger and his clan soldiers carefully uncovered the felt carpet, and they pulled out the daggers they were carrying and stuck them in the wooden wall.

"Oh oh oh ~~~~." In the distance in the Pomeranian camp, the feast seemed to be at its climax, everyone was noisy, the noise stirred up the empty Mecklenburg walls, the Mecklenburg guards frowned and clenched their weapons, and finally those who wanted to rest had to find something to plug their ears.

"Aggressive~~." The nomadic warriors of the nomadic tribes on the wooden wall thrust their daggers into the planks, the walls made by the plank method were made of planks and tamped earth, the nomadic warriors used the daggers with their strong arms as a tool to climb upwards, and the sound of daggers piercing into the planks and dirt was muffled, and the Mecklenburg defenders on the walls did not know that danger was approaching them.

"Lord Harvey, you need to rest too, please go to the Arrow Tower to rest for a while."

"No, I'm not tired." Harvey waved his hand to Harlan who was accompanying him, since he promised Princess Josie that he would make a foolproof defense of the city, Harvey would never allow himself to make mistakes, and in her heart she even had a sense of strength with Josie.

"But if you don't rest like this, won't the Pomeranians be out of spirit when they attack us tomorrow." Harlan admonished Harvey.

"You have a point, well, I'll just close my eyes here and rest, you can't relax." Harvey made sense of this, and she sat in the tower against the wall and narrowed her eyes, but when she closed her eyes, she somehow remembered the moment when the torch was dropped.

"Huhuhu~~~." The flame of the torch fell with a whirring sound, but one of the torches tumbled and fell into the trench, and the torch that fell into the trench made a sizzling sound, not like burning wood or corpses, but like burning wool.

"Shh~~~, not good." Harvey had a rumor in her head that she had heard before, and she had thought it was just nonsense, but now it was so real. (To be continued......) R1292