"Traitor, shameless." The Calvin leader looked at the banner of the Reaper mercenary regiment erected outside the city walls, and he cursed viciously in that direction, but the fierce action pulled at his wound and made him grin, and most of his face was wrapped in white linen, which was made by the priests of Lomwa, and he was axed in the face during the battle with Prince Ward's guards, which nearly split his head, but his guards fought desperately to save him.

"Calvin Chief, don't get excited, your injuries aren't healed yet." Kang Tuoyi didn't curse excitedly, he knew that those mercenaries were all guys who only recognized money and didn't have any credit to speak of, but he should have hired these mercenaries earlier, so that the enemy wouldn't hire them away, and now these mercenaries have become their hostile camp.

"Huhu, these shameless Catalans, we shouldn't allow them to be stationed in our territory." The Calvin leader was supported by his men and walked down the city wall, his injuries were very serious and he needed to recuperate, but the strong leader insisted on putting on the armor, if it wasn't for Kang Tuoyi pretending to let him guard the main tower, I'm afraid that the Calvin leader would not have left the city wall at all.

"Where's the Earl?" Andrew strode through the barracks, grabbing every soldier who passed by, but he couldn't find Arold at the most important moment of the pre-military meeting.

"Oh, I saw Lord Count over there at the baggage camp." A soldier who was grabbed by Andrew's collar and shook like a ragdoll @ desperately hurriedly pointed in the direction of the baggage camp.

"Baggage camp, why is it there?" Andrew was puzzled, although they had just joined a mercenary group, they were still inferior in number to Kang Tuoyi, and the tall and sturdy Fort Watergast was not easy to attack, and it was the time when Arold was needed to preside over the pre-military meeting.

When Andrew came to the baggage camp. Sure enough, he saw Arold looking around in the baggage camp, and beside him, in addition to the personal knights he was protecting, there was a group of craftsmen who accompanied the army, and Andrew knew that these skilled craftsmen were all from the smelting base in Mecklenburg, and they followed Arold to pull some pack wagons out of the baggage camp, and Arold pointed at the wagons and said something.

"Lord Count." Andrew came to Arrod's side, and he bowed respectfully to Arryd.

"Hmm. Andrew is you. Arold heard the voice and looked up to see that it was Andrew, who had temporarily stopped what he was doing.

"Lord Earl, we need your chairmanship of the pre-military meeting, how can we attack Watergastburg?" Andrew said to Arold.

"Don't worry, I've thought of some good ideas, and voila, our capable craftsmen will help us with the plan." Arold pointed to the carriage in front of them, and Andrew looked at these ordinary carriages and wondered even more, should they use these things to attack the fortified Watergast Fort?

"I've heard some rumors, Lord Count." Andrew lowered his voice and said to Arrod.

"Rumors?"

"Yes. Is it true that it is said that the enemy appeared in the Mecklenburg direction? ”

"Since it's a rumor, ignore it." Arold said to Andrew with a wave of his hand.

"Understood, Lord Earl." There is no impermeable wall in the world, the messenger from Mecklenburg entered the barracks in full view, the messenger acted in such a hurry and panic, as long as anyone with a little brain will understand that something must have happened to Mecklenburg, and the rumors spread in the camp so quickly, but most of them are some nonsense, some say that they were attacked by the Duchy of Mason, some say that they are revenge of the Norsemen, etc.

"We must do everything we can to take Watergastburg." Looking at Andrew's back as he left. Arrod said to himself, the military heart has begun to be unstable.

Kang Tuoyi did not know about Arold's anxiety and what was happening in the direction of Mecklenburg. He would have been more confident if he knew that Watergast Fort was a fortified castle in its own right, with thick walls and turrets, but the narrow gates were made of the strongest oak wood, reinforced with iron bars full of nails, and locked with heavy wooden bolts. Even if the gate is breached, simply gathering the soldiers at the gate and forming a thick formation will be enough to resist any enemy who tries to rush in.

"Our castle is as solid as a rock." Chief Calvin sat on the steps outside the main tower, and he spoke to the guards beside him with a long-handled battle axe.

"Watergast Fort is the birthplace of the Great Chief Family of Mecklenburg, and it was here that the ancestors of Lord Contoyi began to conquer the land, and no one has been able to conquer this historic castle." The guard said proudly.

"That's right. The grandfather of Lord Kang Tuoyi's grandfather built this castle, and countless enemies came here to try to conquer us, but this fortified castle sheltered the Slavs again and again. The Calvin chieftain struggled to look up at the banner hanging on the door of the main tower, one of the early glories of the Great Emirate of Mecklenburg, and although the West Slavs were dismayed by the presence of enemy soldiers, they were convinced that if they held on to this glorious castle, the hateful pagan Germans would surely return and they would be able to rise again.

Lady Angelia knelt before the altar of the main tower, she killed a lamb with her own hands, then broke open the lamb's belly and peeled it open, revealing the steaming entrails, Lady Angelia did not bother to wipe her blood-stained hands, she lowered her head to examine the shape of the lamb's entrails and muttered a few words from time to time.

"How's Madame? What the gods instructed. Lady Angelia's maid asked curiously, Lady Angelia had learned visceral divination with the sacrifice, but because visceral divination required killing animals to check the internal organs, the clean-loving Lady Angelia rarely did it herself, but this time she was doing visceral divination for Kang Tuoyi.

"No, vague, the gods are reluctant to remind us, is it that we are there to provoke them? Or are we not offering enough sacrifices? Lady Angelia's forehead was covered with sweat, and she was a little angry and threw the slaughtered lamb to the ground, and the blood was scattered on the ground, but even if the blood was stuck to her dress, Lady Angelia did not care.

"Please don't give up Madame, the gods won't give up on us, this is Watergast Castle." The maid comforted Lady Angelia and said that everyone knew that this was the strongest castle in the Baltic Sea Territory, and no one could break this historic castle, not to mention that this castle now had enough manpower to defend it, and those Germanic people were simply not enough in number.

"Yes, but I am always uneasy in my heart, and I don't know why a sense of foreboding always lingers in my heart." Lady Angelia sat on the wooden stool brought by the maid, she held her head in agony, and last night she had a nightmare, a crow squatting on a branch was suddenly pounced on and bitten by a black cat, and the blood of the crow was sprinkled all over the ground in the black cat's constant swinging and biting, although Lady Angelia had not learned to interpret dreams, but she also knew that this was not a good sign.

"Don't worry, you haven't rested for a few days, I'll pick mint leaves and berries for you and eat them together." The maid said worriedly to Lady Angelia that there was only this she could do, and that she hoped that the delicious food would make her mistress feel better.

"No, I don't need berries." Lady Angelia suddenly remembered an ancient dark divination, but it was something that her teacher also refused to teach, or that Lady Angelia had learned by herself by secretly checking the scrolls of the sacrifice.

"Madame, what are you going to do?"

"Are there any newborn babies in our castle?" Lady Angelia asked the maid about her question, which was so abrupt that the maid wondered why her mistress was asking like this.

"Yes, there's a milkman's wife who just gave birth to a baby boy." The maid replied at the urging of Lady Angelia.

"Yes." Madame Angelia thought for a moment, and went to her suitcase where the coins were kept, and she opened the wooden box, took out a small bag of money, and handed it to the maid.

"Madame, what are you doing here?" The maid asked curiously.

"Give the money to the milkman, and bring his baby to me." Lady Angelia said to the maid.

"Madame, why is that?" Hearing Mrs. Angelia's words, the maid's face turned pale with fright, and she took a few steps back and almost hit the wooden bench, but Mrs. Angelia was so resolute.

"Do it right away."

"Yes."

In the camp of the Mecklenburg Legion, the craftsmen began to modify the baggage carts according to Arrod's designs and instructions, they glued the leather and animal skins with wet mud to cover the baggage carts, while others erected a wooden plank, and they used iron chisels to cut the wooden planks into small holes one after another, no one could understand what Arold wanted to do, only Arold himself understood what he was doing, and he constantly walked among the craftsmen, indicating to them if they were to make these weapons correctly, He was so anxious because he was in a race against time.

"Watch out for those jars." Several apprentice craftsmen carefully took out several large clay jars from a strictly guarded side box cart, the mouth of the clay jar was tightly sealed with gum, and when they lifted it, they could hear the sound of water inside, Arold saw the apprentices lifting the jar and immediately asked them to be careful, around the jar was a lot of wet soil, which was spread in the side van. (To be continued......) R1292