Before he was about to go to Watergast, Arold first arranged the affairs of the loan office and the court, on the one hand, in order to quickly accumulate funds, and the court can not only solve the disputes of the lords on behalf of the lord, but also provide additional money income can be said to kill two birds with one stone, after solving the two major events in the territory, Arold began to reorganize his Mecklenburg legion.

The so-called Mecklenburg Regiment is actually based on the veterans of the German mercenary regiment with war experience, and rebuilt the armor soldiers in the territory, as Arrod, who has the knowledge and experience of later generations, is very clear about the role of grassroots non-commissioned officers with war experience in an army, when the end of World War I, the German Empire was humiliated by the defeat and was severely restricted by the Entente, in order to preserve the combat effectiveness of the empire, the Germans would rather cut a large number of troops, but also retain the grassroots officers, This preserved the seeds for Germany's military expansion before World War II, as an experienced non-commissioned officer could bring at least five to ten recruits.

Although the German mercenary regiment was divided by the death of Johannberg, it still retained many mercenaries loyal to Arrod, and even after this test, Arold trusted these returning mercenaries even more, and they waited for Arrod's new orders in the barracks in Mecklenburg led by Andrew the Mad the Mad, and after settling the affairs of the loan office and the circuit court, Arold led his attendants to the barracks.

"All of them, all of them." Andrew, the acting head of the German mercenary regiment, stood in the upper right corner of the queue, and when he saw the squire group led by Arrod appear outside the barracks, he immediately shouted a loud order.

"Brush~~~." The mercenaries, who were sitting or standing around the barracks and looked scattered, formed a phalanx formation in an instant after hearing Andrew's order, which was an instinctive reaction that had been imprinted in their bones for a long time. If they are not able to form a phalanx in the shortest possible time, they may be left alone on the battlefield and become targeted.

"Yes." Arold looked at the mercenaries of the old German mercenary group with appreciation, and sure enough, the soldiers who had experienced the test of blood and fire were different, some of these people had fought side by side with Arold and knew Arold very well.

"What do you think of the Count of Mecklenburg?" Once in Northern Europe for the Danish king, the Danish king Banuk once grabbed an ordinary mercenary of the German mercenary group and asked.

"Arrod? Bah. It's a bastard whose light drives people to death. The mercenary spat nonchalantly on the ground and said to Banuk with a disgruntled expression.

"Oh, if Arold had an argument with me, would you be on that side?" Listening to the words of this ordinary mercenary, the Danish king Banuk's face showed joy, and he couldn't wait to ask.

"Arrode, of course." The ordinary mercenary burst out laughing, as if Banuk had asked a ridiculous question.

"Why?" Banuk asked, puzzled.

"Needless to say, while Arrod is a bastard, he's a guy who never defaults on our gratuities, and he gives us goals and honor to fight." After saying that, the mercenary hummed the song of the German mercenary advancing. He staggered away, leaving only the stunned Danish King Banuk.

The wind blew through the Mecklenburg barracks, the flags and banners in the barracks were blown and fluttered, and the German mercenaries who returned under these flags raised their heads as if carved in stone, and Arold walked among the mercenaries with his sword on his shoulder, looking at these soldiers who had been given the German name by themselves, who may have been just an outlaw fighting for a reward at first, but after experiencing life and death tests again and again. For the collective of German mercenary groups, many of them are no longer able to give up.

"Soldiers of the German Mercenary Regiment, I heard about you. Some of your brothers in the Nordics have left us, they have abandoned the holy and glorious German mercenary regiments, preferring to fight simply for money, but here I do not blame these brothers, why? Arold stared at the silent soldiers with blazing eyes, and said loudly to them. In fact, after the return of the German mercenaries, there was also a commotion, and these people had a wavering in their minds about whether they should be Arold's soldiers or a free mercenary group.

“~~~~。” Except for the sound of the wind and the sound of breathing, no one answered Arrod's words. It's just that the soldiers' eyes are slightly different.

"Because as a mercenary, there is no shame in fighting for money, which is why I can't blame them, but I also feel sorry for these brothers, because they forgot the glory of the German mercenary group, and some people may say, what glory does the mercenary group need? That thing is the stuff of the aristocracy, and our money is earned by that life. Arrod walked to the front of the group, paused, and continued. All of this is true, but now I will sue you, I, Count of Mecklenburg, Arrod, have established this glorious German mercenary regiment, but now I am going to disband it. ”

"Wow~~~~." Listening to Arold's words, the mercenaries were stunned and couldn't help but stir, they looked at Arold in front of them in disbelief, and even some people's eyes were not good, the attendants immediately pressed their hands on the weapons on their waists, ready to protect Earl Arrod, but Arold glanced at the mercenaries indifferently, the long-term commandership and prestige among the mercenaries made the mercenaries bow their heads.

"In the East, there is a sacred bird, when it is at the end of its life, it will turn into a flame and burn itself, but death is its rebirth, because it will give birth to new life from the ashes, I want to say that the German mercenary regiment is over, its glorious mission is over, but your mission is not over, from now on you will officially join the Mecklenburg Legion, no longer mercenaries, but the officers in the legion, and continue the glory and glory of the German mercenary regiment to the Mecklenburg Legion, You will be my sword in my hand, and you will pierce the heart of the abominable infidels. Arrod's words were like a bolt from the blue, stirring in the hearts of the mercenaries for a long time, these outlaws, and even some of them were prisoners, would one day become official members of the Earl's Legion, and from then on they and even their descendants would change their fate.

"Please give us the flag." The squires stepped forward to recover the flagpole of the German mercenary regiment, because the history of the German mercenary regiment is over, and the new Mecklenburg regiment will turn a new page, so the flagpole is meaningless, at least that's what the attendants think.

"Fuck off the kid, I've never let the enemy touch it, you dare to touch it with your dirty hands." But unexpectedly, these outlaws, and the mercenaries who were considered by the world to only recognize money and have no honor, held the flagpole in their hands and glared angrily at the attendants who tried to recover the flagpole.

"Lord Count." Xia Zuo and the others were forced by the momentum of the mercenaries, after all, these people had crawled out of the pile of dead, and their fierce gaze could make the bravest people tremble.

"Well, let's stay." A mysterious smile appeared on the corner of Arrod's mouth, his temptation was correct, and sure enough, this ordinary flagpole had turned into a part of honor, which was good.

In the barracks, the high-pitched singing of the mercenaries led by Andrew resounded, and this song contained an attachment to the glory of the past and a beautiful vision of the future life, and this song Arold was sure that it would be passed on as a spirit forever.

"The air is full of tension, and the war is coming,

Tears crossed my mother's face,

Brother by his side,

In the distance, the footsteps of the enemy can be heard,

The earth trembled,

It is time to stand up for justice

The blood has long been surging

The last leaves on the dry branches were knocked down by the cold wind, and the lightning tore through the dark curtain of the load-bearing trees in the distance

Look, it's the German mercenary regiment advancing.

Whether facing a storm or a snowflake,

Or is it the sun that smiles at us;

On a hot day,

Cold nights,

Dusty faces,

But we're having fun,

We're having fun.

Our footsteps were accompanied by puffs of dust.

When the enemy is in sight, we move forward at full speed with spears in hand!

The value of our lives is to fight for our glorious army!

It is the highest honor to die for the German mercenary regiment!

With a thunderous sound,

We rushed at the enemy like lightning.

Moving forward with your companions,

Fight side by side,

That's why we're able to get deep into the ranks of the enemy

In the face of the enemy's so-called barrier

We give contemptuous ridicule

Then simply bypass;

If in front of the yellow sand,

Hidden is the threat of the sword,

We find our own way

Jump on the road to victory!

If we are abandoned by the goddess of fate

If we can't go back to our homeland from now on

If the icy sword ends our lives

If we are in danger,

At least our faithful companions

Will give us a grave. (To be continued......)

PS: I'm very sorry, because the community line was dug up, the guide zhì unexpected power outage, two pairs of not enough to prepare for the break is even more sorry, thank you for your consistent support, so that two two have the motivation to show more exciting plots of the medieval theme, bow and thank you again.