The attack of the Danish king interrupted the siege of Fort Schleisug by the Duchy of Mason, and a Mason scout cavalry saw the Viking fleet crossing the sea on the coast, and he immediately turned his horse's head towards the camp of the Duchy of Mason, and immediately reported the news to the Duke of Able, who heard that a large number of Viking warriors had crossed the sea, which caused the Duke to drop his glass, but he soon gathered the vassals besieging Fort Schleisug in his tent to discuss how to deal with the Danes who came to the rescue of the sea.

"Toot ~~~." The trombonists of the Duke of Able, standing on both sides of the Duke's tent, raised their trombone and blew it to inform the nobles to attend this important meeting, and the vassal nobles who heard the announcement went to the camp of the Duke of Able.

"What's going on again?" With the help of his attendants, the Count of Weimar dismounted from his horse, and as he went, he spoke to the other vassals.

"Seeing that the Duke has even dispatched the division, it seems to be a big deal." The Count of Thuringia was also outside the tent at this time, and he raised his eyes to see the Duke of Mason's flag fluttering on the tent, and the other Mason vassals entered in turn.

"Honorable Duke, why did you summon us?" The vassals gathered in the tent, Duke Abel sat on a wooden chair looking a little uneasy, and the nobles sensed that the atmosphere in the tent was a little oppressive and tense.

"Lord Count Mecklenburg has arrived~~." At this moment, Arold led Ser Ron into the tent, and the vassals all looked at the young earl, in fact, when Arold led the German mercenary group to build a pontoon bridge. There were those who privately thought that Duke Abel would not be able to achieve anything without Arrod's help, but this rumor has not yet spread.

"Your Excellency, the Duke." Dressed in chain mail and gauntlets, Arold wore a black cape, and wore his sword terminator on a leather belt around his waist, while Ser Ron followed him in full armor and carried a shield with a black lion coat of arms.

"Let him in." Seeing that his vassals had arrived, the Duke of Abel raised his hand and said to his personal attendant outside the tent, and a short time a scout light cavalry walked in. Knelt in front of the duke.

"Your Excellency the Duke." Scout hussars were generally horse-owning yeoman farmers. They generally had a rudimentary spear and short sword, and some of the more affluent had a short bow and no armor other than coarse linen clothing, although they could be easily routed in frontal combat. But it's very light and flexible.

"Tell the adults what you see." Duke Abel said to the Scout Hussars.

"It's my Lord Duke. On the coast I saw a large number of Viking warriors sailing their ships towards Shireisug. If I'm not mistaken, they must have landed by now. The scout hussars reported to the nobles in the tents.

"It must be that the army of the King of Denmark got the news of our attack on Schleisug Fort, so they crossed the sea from the island of Zealand." Count Praun said.

"Zealand, damn it. We were close to being able to conquer Fort Schleisug. The Count of Weimar exclaimed with a frown, his hands gripping his leather straps a little nervously, and a slight sweat broke out on his forehead.

"So what now?" The Count of Thuringia said that if the siege of Schleisug continued, the army of the Duchy of Mason would be in danger of being attacked by the enemy, but fortunately they had spotted the enemy early.

"Of course, it was a battle, and a part of the army was sent to watch over the enemy at Fort Schleisug, and the rest were to crush the Danish king on the coast." The Earl of Praun said so.

"No, if we don't have enough men, we're no match for the Danish king, and God knows how many Viking warriors they have?" Weimarberg immediately retorted.

"So what is there to mention about Lord Count Weimar?" Count Praun said with some dissatisfaction.

"Withdraw our troops immediately, didn't we also ask the royal family to send troops? We should wait for them to come, and when the time comes, we will be outnumbered, and we will unite and attack the castle of Schleisug together, and we will not be able to take it alone. The Count of Weimar said without hesitation.

"In that case, our early efforts will be in vain, and this land and the spoils of war will become the pockets of the royal family, why the hell are we attacking." The Count of Praun clenched his fists and retorted to the timid and cowardly Count of Weimar.

"Don't quarrel, the Duke has his own fair and appropriate decisions." The Count of Thuringia hurriedly came out to persuade peace, but the general appointed by the Count of Lauzitz watched coldly, but at this time even the Duke of Abel was silent, the Count of Plauern's plan was very brave and resolute, but it was too risky, although the plan of the Count of Weimar was conservative and cowardly, but it was also a good way, the Duke suddenly fell on Arrod, who did not open his mouth as soon as he entered the tent.

"Lord Count Mecklenburg, do you have anything to say?"

"Well, Lord Duke, the words of the two Earls are very reasonable." Arold, who was thinking about countermeasures, heard Duke Abel call his name, and hurriedly stepped out and stood in the center of the tent, and said to the nobles in the tent.

"Arrod, do you want to play tricks? Now is not the time to ride the wall, you wise man tell us how to deal with the situation. The Count of Thuringia said to Arröd.

"You have misunderstood the Count of Thuringia, I mean that both of them have merit in their plans, but if it is in our best interest to retreat from Schleisug Fort first, we cannot wait for the army of the King of Denmark and the defenders of the castle to attack us." Arold spoke eloquently to the nobles in the tent, listening to Arold's words, the nobles, including the Duke of Abel, frowned, not understanding what Arold meant?

"You're retreating?" Count Praun said in surprise.

"Are you going to attack the King of Denmark with all your might, regardless of the rear?" The Count of Weimar's voice trembled slightly.

"No, before attacking Fort Schleisug, I had my scouts search the nearby terrain, and three miles away from Fort Schleisug there was a relatively flat terrain with gentle slopes, and we re-stationed our troops there, and then waited for the King of Denmark to come and fight us." Arold explained to the nobles.

"Retreat to our advantage?" Duke Abel immediately reacted, it turned out that Arrod was going to choose the battlefield again, the terrain in front of Fort Shileisug was mostly forest and river, which was very unfavorable to the cavalry and infantry of the Masons, while the Viking warriors could attack everywhere they wanted, if they were constantly attacked by the Viking warriors, I am afraid that the army that the Mason Principality had finally gathered would be defeated.

"That's a good idea, I agree." The Count of Weimar stood up and agreed, and he didn't want to pin all his hopes on the royal family, not to mention that attacking Schleisug would give him some sweetness, and when people tasted a little sweetness, of course, they would not give up lightly.

"I agree with that." The Earl of Praun also stepped forward and agreed.

"Then I agree with this wise plan." The Count of Thuringia agreed.

"Well, since my important vassals approve, why should I not listen?" The corners of Duke Able's eyes twitched slightly, but it was only a fleeting expression, and it quickly disappeared, as if it had never appeared on the duke's face, and Arold was thinking about how to deal with the upcoming Danish army, so he didn't notice this at all, and the other vassals and nobles also didn't stare at the duke's face rudely, and only two people really noticed this.

Soon Arrod's plan was unanimously accepted by the nobles, who left the Duke of Abel's tent and returned to their camp, and immediately proceeded to transfer their troops, while following Arold's advice as much as possible not to be detected by the defenders of the fort of Schleisug, and to act as if they were about to attack.

"Lord Count, when the Count of Weimar and their approval of your plan just now, I felt that Lord Duke seemed to have an intriguing expression on his face." Just as Arold and Sir Ron returned to the camp of the German Mercenary Regiment, the loyal Sir warned him.

"Well, really?" Arrod's heart was also shocked, it seems that the tree is really popular, it seems that he will be cautious and cautious in the future.

"It's funny." And the general of Count Lauzitz muttered to himself with a strange smile on his face as he returned to his camp.

"What's interesting, sir." The adjutant beside the general asked curiously.

"It's nothing, you prepare a fast horse, I have some news that you need to bring to Lord Count Lauzitz."

"It's the general."

In the Fort of Schleisug, Yarson is closely watching the movements of the Masons outside, and the Viking warriors who were sent out before the Masons army was encircled, I don't know if they have brought the news of the Masons' attack on Schleisug to the Danish king Banuk, hoping that the gods will bless the Danish king to lead the warriors to relieve the difficulties, and the movements of the Masons outside are also very strange, and the trombone sounded in their camp early in the morning, and the voice must have happened. Could it be that the Danish king's army has arrived, and if that is the case, he will not be able to let these damned Masons escape?

"Warriors, get ready, maybe we're going to go out of the city and fight." Arson clenched the hammer in his hands and shouted to his men, a hideous smile on his face. (To be continued......)