The army led by Sir Able set out immediately the next day after resting, and the messenger of the Duke of Mason also rode to bring the duke's order to meet him immediately, and the Duke of Göttingen's long-term attack made the Duke a little impatient, and he hurriedly urged the troops of the other vassals, although the Duchy of Mason has three counties directly under the territory alone, but there are few large vassals, except for the Count of Lausitz, there is only one other earl, and the earl's territory is small and barren, The knights of the entire county are only enough to defend the castle of the county, so the count just paid a vassal military service fee to the Duke of Mason, and the lack of vassal's army support means that the Duke of Mason has to bear the cost of his own direct army, and the current strength is already the limit of the army he can collect, if he can't take the castle of Göttingen County in one go, then his conquest will be of no benefit at all.

"Lord Arrod, thank you for helping me with my treatment~~~." Stan lay on the caravan and said weakly to Arold, after surviving the high fever that night, although his face was still very pale, but there was already the light of life in his eyes, and it was normal to be weak now, and it would hurt his muscles and bones for a hundred days.

"Where, as a comrade-in-arms, this is what I should do." Although Stan often finds trouble with Arrod, Arold is a very generous person even in his previous life, otherwise he would have been angry with the fat man of the local tyrant and half died, maybe his temper and open-mindedness would have become very big after becoming friends with the local tyrant.

"Comrade-in-arms? It's a very peculiar title, but it's apt, friends who fight together. Stan grinned, wanting to laugh, but he was too weak to even make him feel tired.

"Did you come to me to thank me?" Strange to him, Stan asked his companion to fetch him early in the morning, and without thinking much about it, Arold followed the knight to Stan in his caravan.

"Not only this, but in order to repay your kindness, I need to tell you some things I know, otherwise my heart will be full of guilt." Stan perked himself up and let his squire lift himself up, his white linen shirt covered with a warm fine wool blanket that slipped to his chest.

"Oh? What is it? Arrod quickly reached out and put the blanket back on Stan's body, and he had a hunch that Stan should have some secrets to tell him.

"You must be very strange that I have been against you again and again for something." Stan glanced at Arrod gratefully and said slowly.

"This, I thought, is because you are not satisfied with the fact that my family was born into a country nobleman, but was accepted as a close minister by Sir Ebel." Arold thought for a moment and replied, the struggle between the nobles is also very fierce, and the hierarchy also has an unbridgeable gap between the big nobles and the small nobles, which also causes the big nobles to control the important positions in the court and the personal personnel around the monarch, while the small nobles desperately want to squeeze into the monarch's court.

"No, although Sir Able is the heir to the Duke, he is not a Duke yet, and the nobles have not yet sworn to him, and the reason why I joined Sir Abel's Knight of the Inner House is purely because of a friendship, so your and your family's allegiance to the Sir is nothing to us." Stan shook his head in denial of Arrod's conjecture, and with great difficulty he raised his right hand and pointed at Arrod.

"Oh? What's that for? Or maybe you just don't like me. Arrold shrugged, not understanding what Stan was trying to say to himself.

"Beware of Count Lausitz, who approached me before the expedition and asked me to look for an opportunity to strike at you and your family." Stan raised his head as hard as he could, leaned into Arrod's ear, and whispered to him, and when he had finished speaking, he seemed to have exhausted his strength, and lay back at once, closing his eyes and not speaking again.

"Thank you." Arold didn't expect that there was a black hand of the Earl of Lautzitz behind this, the first vassal under the Duke of Mason didn't seem to intend to let go of himself and his family, this count was very powerful in the Duchy It is said that there were his private parties everywhere, I didn't expect him to be able to influence the knights of the Inner House around Sir Ebel, fortunately, he just wants to teach himself a lesson now, if he lets people put cold arrows in his back when fighting, he and his family don't know how to die, Thinking of this, Arold felt a chill down his spine, it was not his character to sit still and wait to be killed, although Arold was a generous and tolerant technical otaku, but this did not mean that he was slaughtered.

For the rest of the march, everything was moving forward uneventfully, but Arold was thinking about how to deal with Count Lauzitz in his mind, and he was calculating in his heart, comparing horizontally and vertically, not to mention that the little squire who did not have his own land now was not the opponent of Count Lauzitz, or even the entire Wendell family could not compete with it, and the great leader said that it was most important to preserve his strength when the strength was weak, At this time, it is only best to stay away from the range of Count Lautz's power, but how to stay away from Count Llozitz's power in the Duchy of Mason?

Outside Göttingen Castle was in chaos at this time, Duke Mason ordered his archers to set up wooden cards within the range of the castle, and the archers hid behind the wooden cards to shoot at the castle's arrow tower battlements, and the archers on the castle's arrow tower and the city wall were not to be outdone, the arrows on both sides came and went, although the archers under Duke Mason were far more than the archers in Göttingen Castle, but the archers of Göttingen Castle had an absolute advantage, they hid in the arrow tower from the narrow shooting hole to draw the bow and shoot arrows, The arrows were more than twice as lethal under the mechanical force and the gravitational pull of the earth, and it was even more difficult for the people under the castle to accurately shoot the defenders of the castle, so the archers of Duke Mason were almost unable to lift their heads under the pressure of the arrows of the castle defenders.

"My monarch, we need more people, the archers are already more than half of the attrition." A knight of the Inner Palace, who acted as an adjutant, reported to the Duke of Mason profusely that the smock on the outside of the chain mail on his body had several holes, and the shield in his hand was full of arrows, and it could be seen that the Inner Knight had just come down from the front line.

"No more hands, no more hands, God, my men are all fools." Duke Mason thumped his chest in anger as he watched his archers being shot one by one, a feeling of frustration that even the scheming man could not bear.

"My monarch, do you need us to set up a ladder to attack?" The lieutenant took off his pointed helmet, which he tucked under his armpit, and stood up straight, with his sword at his waist, waiting for the Duke's next instructions.

"How many knights have that damn ladder broken me." Duke Mason sat on a large rock, and he put his blue velvet cloak behind him before he sat down, so that he could sit comfortably, and he put his hand on his forehead, and looked sad, although when he set up a ladder, he could let the inconsequential handymen do it, and if he was shot, he would lose some of the handymen who could be found everywhere, but the knights were often pushed down by the hateful castle guards when they climbed the ladder, They held spears against the knight's chest and shield and just pushed hard, and their elite knights fell clumsily from the ladder, not to mention that the arrows in the arrow tower were constantly shooting at the knights, although most of them would be blocked by the knight's chain mail and shield, but occasionally they would penetrate the gaps in the armor and kill the knight.

"Lord Duke, reinforcements led by your heir, Sir Ebel, have arrived." At this moment there were cheers from the rear of the army camp, and the soldiers raised their weapons and watched the flags and troops that appeared from the path, and the best thing that could boost the morale of a besieged army was the arrival of reinforcements, because it meant that their mortality rate in the siege would be much lower.

"Great, my son, my eldest son." The Duke of Mason could no longer sit still when he heard the cheers and the adjutant's report, and according to Arrod's words, he was not calm, and the Duke strode in the direction in which his son appeared, and he saw Sir Abel on his horse waving to the cheering soldiers on both sides, and behind him the attendants were waving the banner of the glorious Herman family, and there was a banner behind him, which was the base of a withered yellow leaf, and the pattern was a large key coat of arms, and many soldiers held various vulture shields under the banner, The shield is painted with various knightly coats of arms.

"Congratulations to you, my monarch, your heir for a great victory." The adjutant grinned, he clapped his hands and praised Duke Mason, and Duke Mason also straightened up energetically, he was happy for his excellent heir, the key heraldic banner and the knight's shield were the trophies captured by his eldest son, the key heraldic banner he knew was the family banner of the Count of Berengar, who was known as the hungry wolf under the Duke of Saxony, and the knight's shield was mostly the knight's family coat of arms of the Count of Berengal, which was a testimony of victory.

"Father." When Sir Able saw his father, the Duke of Mason, appear, he quickly jumped down from his horse, he knelt down on one knee and stretched out his hand to hold his father's hand, kissed the ring on the Duke of Mason's hand, and the knights and soldiers around him also knelt down on one knee and saluted the supreme ruler of the noble Duchy of Mason.

"Get up." Duke Mason was in a good mood at this time, he generously stretched out his hand to let the people around him get up, and then said loudly, "Take the family flag and shield of the Count of Belengal to the castle and let everyone in the castle see it." ”