After a night of fighting and hustle and bustle, the Pomeranians originally thought that as long as they controlled the city wall, then Mecklenburg was already within reach, but when they entered the castle town, they found that the real battle had just begun, the door of each arrow tower on the city wall had the function of sealing, as long as the gate gate was lowered down the arrow tower was an independent defense body, the crossbowmen hid in the arrow tower and constantly shot crossbow arrows at the enemy, and the Pomeranian wanted to capture but it took a lot of effort.

Not only were the towers on the walls very difficult to gnaw, but even after entering the winding alleys of the town, the Pomeranian army was forced into small groups by these alleys, and the retreating Mecklenburg soldiers suddenly attacked the Pomeranians from the alleys.

"Whoa." As a group of Pomeranians marched in two columns, two clay vases were thrown from the windows of the two-story houses beside the street, and the vases struck the heads of the Pomeranian soldiers with a clattering sound.

"Who is it, search quickly~~." The nobleman who commanded this group of Pomeranians drew his sword in a rage, and he led the Pomeranian soldiers into the houses by the street with torches, but when they rushed into the houses, the people in the houses had already climbed down the back windows and fled.

"Oh no, my lord, our people have been attacked in the alley." At this time, a Pomeranian soldier rushed from the other side, and reported to the nobles.

"The hateful Mecklenburgers are like a bunch of rats." The Pomeranian nobles angrily drew their swords and slashed through the room, the Mecklenburgers were more familiar with the terrain than they were, and the Pomeranians found the streets of these houses to be extremely strange and often led to dead ends without paying attention.

"Lord Harvey, another group of Pomeranians are coming after you." Harvey led several scattered Mecklenburg soldiers and members of her Blooddrop Brotherhood to attack and kill the Pomeranians.

"If only we could find the enemy's Great Chieftain, if we kill their Great Chief, these Pomeranians will be in disarray." Harvey and his men hid in a garment dyeing workshop in the town, filling several large pools under a rudimentary thatched roof, soaked with brightly colored liquids, and the pungent smell reached their nostrils, but they endured.

"It's hard, I see that their big chief has a lot of soldiers around him, and we can't get close to it at all."

"I don't know what the situation is in the inner city, we must continue to attack the enemy and relieve the pressure on Her Royal Highness the princess of the inner city." Harvey knelt on one knee and said to her men with a long dagger in her backhand.

"I don't know what happened to the others, they were shocked by the Pomeranians, and everyone was separated." A Mecklenburg soldier wiped his face with his sleeve exposed beyond his armor, his face greased after a night of sweat mixed with dirt.

"Rest assured, no one knows this town better than we do." Harvey comforted his men.

As Harvey said, the Mecklenburg soldiers scattered into the town spontaneously attacked the Pomeranians everywhere, which led to a gradual halt in the pace of the Pomeranian attack, and they probably never occupied such a large castle and town, Mecklenburg has become an important trading point on the Baltic coast with Arold immigration and financial support, both religion and culture have begun to tilt towards Germania, So for these Pomeranians, even ordinary civilians do not have a good opinion of them.

"Wow~~~."

"What is it? Boiling water, those are not Mecklenburg soldiers, they are ordinary civilians. The Pomeranians soon discovered that their large number of soldiers was not superior to the town of 10,000 men, and the civilians of Mecklenburg were throwing boiling water and rubble as weapons at the enemy.

"Great Chief, we must bring the guild leaders under control, otherwise once the civilians become hostile to us, I am afraid the situation will not be easy to clean up." The Grand Chief of Pomerania thought that he had won the war and that he would be able to end the war by storming the inner city and capturing Arrod's family and nobles, but he did not expect that Arold's consistent policy of emphasizing industry and commerce would win the support of the commoners of Mecklenburg, and they began to show their strength at this critical moment.

"These lowly fellows, how dare they rebel against my rule, aren't they afraid of my revenge?" The Grand Chief of Pomerania rode his horse angrily and said that these merchants and craftsmen, who had only cowered in their houses during the war, had dared to rebel against him.

"Don't be angry, Great Chief, for now we must show our good side, and as for these merchants, settle accounts with them after the war." The Pomeranian aristocracy of the organic spirit mentions yì tract.

"Alright, send soldiers to arrest the guild leaders in town." The Grand Chief of Pomerania also felt that this idea was not bad, so he ordered the soldiers around him.

At this time, the guild leaders were not in their respective homes, but they gathered in a warehouse to discuss how to deal with the current situation, and the guild leaders were divided into two opinions on how to deal with the Pomeranians, one was to mobilize their forces against the pagan Pomeranians, and the other was to compromise with the Pomeranians, and the two sides quarreled fiercely.

"Ping~~~." At this moment, the door of the warehouse was kicked open, and a figure appeared in front of them, and the bodyguards of the guild leaders unconsciously drew their swords.

"Don't be nervous, it's me." Soros, a Jewish courtier in Arold's court, walked in with his hat down, and as a man who often dealt with the guild leaders, he knew very well that they would hide there when a crisis came.

"Jews are not welcome here."

"Yes, I'm afraid he's going to lure the Pomeranians over so that he can betray us." There was a candle on the table in front of the guild leaders, and the faint light of the candle illuminated the warehouse, and the bodyguards came out of the shadows around them and gathered around them.

"Are we now not only facing the invasion of the Pomeranians, but also fratricidal?" Soros stretched out his hand and said to the guild leaders in front of him.

"What do you want to do?"

"Your quarrel is pointless, and Lord Earl will not fail. The Pomeranians will definitely be kicked out of Mecklenburg, so now is a good opportunity for us to invest, isn't it? Soros looked at the guild leaders in front of him, and he knew that these people were essentially a group of merchants, and in order to convince the merchants, they had to act on their interests. R1152