As soon as the Pomeranians began to search for the townspeople's inhabitants, these poor conscripts broke into the merchants' houses, were dazzled by the exquisite pottery and furniture in front of them, and immediately threw their orders aside and began to rummage through the looting, killing each other with their swords at the slightest obstruction, and the undisciplined Pomeranian soldiers completely angered the townspeople.

"Kill these infidels." The inhabitants poured out of the alleys with a weapon in their hands to attack the scattered Pomeranians, who were caught off guard by what they thought was just a flock of sheep, but instead attracted a pack of wolves, and the merchants and craftsmen were extremely determined to defend their property, and in their absence of land and social status, property was the only thing to rely on.

"Bastard, don't be too complacent, gather and kill them with bows and arrows." The Pomeranian nobles in command immediately gathered their ranks, and the first few rows allowed the soldiers with spears to stop the mob, and the archers in the rear bent their bows and fired arrows, which hit the mob like locusts, causing a wail in the streets.

"Ahhh The leader of the guild, who commanded the mob, covered his body with his cloak behind him, crouched down and hid in the crowd, and saw that the Pomeranians were ready, so he was ready to give the order for his people to retreat.

"Haha, the untouchables know how powerful we Pomeranians are. ," said the Pomeranian nobleman smugly.

"Whoosh, poof~~~." At this moment, several crossbow bolts were shot from the alley on the other side, and the crossbow bolts hit the middle of the archers who were about to shoot again, and several archers fell to the ground.

"Kill." Harvey led his men with swords and daggers in hand, and rushed out of the alley. Breaking into the middle of the ranks of the Pomeranians and slashing and stabbing them, it caused a bloody storm among the Pomeranians.

"Take this opportunity to kill." When the leader of the Blacksmiths' Guild saw that reinforcements seemed to be falling from the sky, he immediately stood up, held the sword in his hand, and directed the mob to rush towards the Pomeranians, who were frightened by the attack on the side of the spear, and were rushed by the mob and threw down their weapons and fled.

"Lord Harvey. Thank you for your help. The leader of the guild wiped the blood from his face with his cloak, which had been spurted in the face of a Pomeranian after he stabbed him in the chest with his sword.

"How many people do you have now?" Harvey asked the guild leader.

"It's only a few hundred, but that Jew Soros is convincing the other guild leaders that they will soon join us." The leader of the blacksmith's guild, who supported Arold, said to Harvey.

"It's too late, now we'll find torches and light them around." Harvey frowned and said to the guild leader.

"Set fire?" The guild leader asked in surprise.

"Yes, now the Pomeranians are hunting down the townspeople everywhere, and as soon as the fire starts, it will definitely become even more chaotic. The fire would force them out of the city. Harvey said.

"Then it's best to start with the oil refinery." The leader of the Blacksmith's Guild certainly knew the best place to set fires, and no one knew better than he did.

The mob, under the command of Harvey and others, set the oil refinery on fire, and at this time the wind blew in the sky again, and the wind helped the fire soon spread throughout the town, and the town of Mecklenburg became a sea of fire everywhere, while the townspeople fled to the church higher up to avoid being burned. All the huts around the church were cleared.

"Ahem, these damn Mecklenburgers took the opportunity to set fire." The Grand Pomeranian chief covered his mouth and nose with a cloak. The smoke was pouring down, forcing him to make an immediate decision, and when he could not immediately conquer the inner city, he chose to temporarily lead his troops out of Mecklenburg.

"We paid a heavy price for defeating the enemy." Princess Josie held her son weakly in her arms, and she looked out the window at the town that had become a sea of fire, and the town that Arold had spent so much money and effort planning was ruined, but it finally bought Mecklenburg some time. It was only a little time, because the opponent's forces were still overwhelming.

"For the benefit of Mecklenburg and the heir of Lord Count, I have sent an envoy to negotiate peace with the Grand Chief of Pomerania, and give them some money to send them away." Brother Elvet said to Princess Josie at this time.

"We should hold on a little longer, perhaps the Earl's army is almost reaching Mecklenburg." Dylan. Matt objected.

"When? If Lord Earl returns. We should have been able to see the soldiers, but now we are alone. Brother Elvet immediately retorted to Dylan. Matt Road.

"Okay two, I've got you guys in mind. Brother Elvet send messengers, and if we can save the lives of women and children with money, we can only do that. Princess Josie looked down at her soft little son, sucking her nipples with a sleepy face, completely unaware of the great threat outside the castle.

"Your Highness the Princess." Dylan. Matt opened her mouth to say something, but Princess Josie already looked tired, and the decision to preside over such a heavy decision after giving birth really stressed her, Dylan. Matt and the others had to bow and salute and retreat.

"Dylan. Judge Matt, you should think about your own situation, are you going to be my enemy? As he walked out of the bedroom, Brother Elvet looked down at Dylan with a look of displeasure. Matt, the hunchbacked courtier bored him, and Brother Elvet presided over the construction of the territory after Arold's conquest of Mecklenburg, so he felt that he was an indispensable vassal of Arold, and what was this hunchback in front of him? It was just a courtier brought back from the Duchy of Mason, and although he was elevated to the high position of the lord of the realm, such a deformed human being was an insult to God.

"I'm just doing my duty as a courtier." Dylan. Matt pushed back without fear, and he looked at the monk in front of him with his own eyes.

"Hmph, then let's wait and see, wait and see." Brother Elvet smirked and turned away in displeasure, his footsteps echoing through the hallway and knocking a servant to the ground around the corner. (To be continued......) R1292