When the Duke of Saxony received the news of the defeat of the Earl of Berengar, he was amazed to look at the parchment sent from the castle of Cliffshire, which described the defeat of the Count of Berengal in a few words, and the remnants of the defeated army were huddled in the castle, and there were only 300 of the 1,000 heavily armed soldiers, most of whom fled to their hometowns in fear, and these rebels caused riots along the way, and several villages were burned.

"The Count of Berengarh is dead?" The Duke of Saxony's snow-white eyebrows were tightly twisted together, and he looked at the knight in front of him who was delivering a letter from Kréf Castle, wearing a pointed iron helmet on his head, and the chain mail was clean and bright, and the smock on the outside of the chain mail was brightly patterned.

"No, the Earl of Berengal is not dead, but he has been seriously wounded and is now recuperating in Kreef Castle." The knight reported to the Duke of Saxony that although the arrows fired from Arrod's crossbow had penetrated the helmet mask of the Count of Berengal, the helmet of the Count of Berengal had been ordered from Milan, and the helmet forged by the cold forging method had removed most of the force of the arrows, but even the sharp arrows of the arrows shattered the cheekbones of the Count of Berengal, and the severe pain caused the Count to faint at that time, and the knights of his inner palace thought that their monarch was dead.

"Well, that's good, now that Duke Mason's eldest son has withdrawn from Cliffshire?" The Duke of Saxony softened a little when he heard the expression on the face of the Count of Berengaard, who had already passed the prime of his life, in order to maintain the authority of the royal family, his nephew Henry the Bird Catcher was not the one who was content with the status quo as people said, he knew that the reason why his nephew was powerless now was entirely because the six principalities recognized Henry's throne in exchange for autonomy, and this led to other principalities following suit, and the royal decrees could not be implemented in the entire empire at all, In order to balance the six principalities, Henry had to give up the title of Duke of Saxony to himself, hoping to balance the other principalities with his high morality, the Duchy of Saxony is the real source of strength of the royal family, and he ostensibly had a territorial dispute with the Duke of Mason, but in fact, it was to suppress these disobedient principalities and bring the authority of the royal family to the entire empire.

"Hmph, I really didn't expect that cunning wolf to be beaten so badly." Countess Woolsheveld, who was standing on the side, crossed her waist, and her face also showed an incredible look, Countess Woolsheveld's face was slightly longer, her skin was wheat-colored because of her perennial horseback riding, her two slender eyebrows were upturned at the ends, her nose was high, but the tip of her nose was a little sexy and round, and her lower lip was slightly longer than her upper lip. As the right-hand man of the Duke of Saxony, the Count of Berengaard can have such a reputation not only because of the title of Earl, but also because of the heroism and cunning of the ruler of Hamburg, but she did not expect to be defeated at the hands of the eldest son of the Duke of Mason, she muttered, "It must be this hungry wolf careless." ”

"In any case, it's good that Count Berengar didn't get into trouble, didn't Count Lauzitz catch it?" The Duke of Saxony handed the parchment to his personal attendant, and he turned to Countess Woolsheveld, who felt exhausted after defeating Count Woolsheifert, and stayed in the castle of Braunschweig to let Countess Woolsheveld go after Count Woolsheifer.

"I'm sorry Lord Duke, that damn guy left a part of his army to stop us, and this cowardly creature has already fled across the border to Duke Mason's domain." After defeating the family army of the three boar brothers, it was too late to chase after the Countess of Woolsheveld personally led the army, and could only see the Count of Lauzitz retreating with the remnants of his troops into the castle of the Duke of Mason's domain.

"Really? It looks like we had a tie with Duke Mason. "The Duke of Saxony sat on the lord's chair in the castle hall, as the Duke of Saxony was not here, the chief of the castle stood respectfully aside, Braunschweig came from the north of Europe, the cold wind of Northern Europe would invade here from time to time, the dampness in the castle made of stone would damage the health of the Duke of Saxony, the castle manager was intimate with hay on the ground, and the oak seats were covered with soft wolf skin laid in winter.

The Duke of Saxony sat on a wooden chair, wearing a golden tiara on his head, which was only one step lower than the king, and no armor such as chain mail, a fine linen robe of the Germanic nobility, a leather belt inlaid with various precious stones around his waist, and an otter skin pinned to the duke's shoulders with a round copper buckle, which could keep the old duke's body warm, and the soft and thick winter wolf skin under the buttocks made the old duke feel comfortable.

"We can't lose our troops here anymore, if we lose our strength, I'm afraid it will make other guys who are watching from the sidelines be ready to move, but a reasonable reason is needed for a truce and reconciliation." The Duke of Saxony sat in his comfortable chair, but his mind was constantly thinking about this question, as a great nobleman, he must not only have the courage to fight bravely, but also have the wisdom to be able to compromise politically.

"Lord Duke, after this vicious battle, we are equal in strength with Duke Mason again, how should we fight next?" Seeing that the Duke of Saxony was silent, the Countess of Woolsheveld walked to the wooden table on the right side of the hall, sat down on a long wooden chair, put her arm on the wooden table, and looked at her monarch and asked.

"We can't continue to confront Duke Mason, and compromise may be the way to go." The Duke of Saxony raised his head and said to the Countess of Woolsheveld that all he could rely on at this time was the military strength of the countess, so he told her what he really thought.

"If this is your wish, I will firmly support it." The Countess of Woolsheveld stood up, clenched her fist and pounded it on her chest, her plump breasts wrapped in the linen robe and trembled, although the Countess had a very violent temper, she was actually a heroic and plump and attractive woman, but the Duke of Saxony knew that the Countess of Woolsheveld hated men very much, it was a tragic experience in her childhood, and as for her loyalty to herself, it was because the countess's rights were upheld with her own help.

"Yes." After the Duke of Saxony made up his mind, he decided that the matter could only be done by the royal family, and let Henry the Bird Catcher mediate the conflict between himself and the Duke of Mason in the name of the Holy Roman Emperor, so that he believed that the Duke of Mason would not refuse this decent peace offer.

The Duke of Saxony is indeed a sophisticated politician, he thinks exactly what the Duke of Mason thinks, since he knows that his eldest son's strategy has been recognized, the Duke of Mason is like an ant on a hot pot, although he invaded Göttingen County and surrounded the castle in the county, but the Earl of Ulrissi, who guarded the castle, was very good at defending, and several strong attacks not only failed to capture the castle, but lost a lot of soldiers, and even dozens of knights died, which made Duke Mason's face more and more gloomy.

"Lord Duke, good news Lord Duke." Just as the Duke of Mason, with his usual gloomy face, stood outside his tent and looked out at the Göttingen Castle in the distance, a knight came to him with a parchment letter in high spirits.

"The castle has been conquered?" Duke Mason asked the knight, but he saw the wooden ladder remaining under the castle and the corpses of the dead soldiers of his own side, and there was nothing unusual in the calm castle, and it did not look like it had been conquered.

"No, it's a letter from Lord Sir Ebel." The knight hurriedly handed the letter to Duke Mason, who opened the letter and saw that there was a silver ring of his own son inside, which was a token to prevent the letter from being counterfeited.

"Oh, my son has defeated the army of the Count of Berengal." Duke Mason's eyes shone with a wrinkled glow after reading the letter, and he excitedly raised his hands and shouted to the busy soldiers around him.

"Oh~~~." Hearing Duke Mason's words, the exhausted and demoralized soldiers who were embarrassed by the castle in front of them cheered, and Duke Mason's gloomy face finally smiled.

"Lord Able will join us with the remaining eight hundred soldiers, and we will definitely be able to conquer the castle in front of us, Lord Duke." The knight helped his helmet that was a little tilted because of running, and he also knew that Göttingen Castle was easy to defend and difficult to attack, and one of his cousins who accompanied the siege died under the city, falling from the ten-meter-high city wall, even a knight wearing chain mail would definitely die if he was thrown to the vital point, and if he wanted to forcibly conquer a castle in the era of cold weapons, even a small castle would require a lot of manpower, attacking the castle tower from all directions, making the defenders of the city overstretched.

"Well, send someone to tell Count Lauzitz to let him bring someone to join us, and if he shrinks into the castle like a coward any longer, I will strip him of the title of lord." Duke Mason was very annoyed by the defeat that Count Lausswick ate, although Count Laussitz also wrote a letter to defend himself because of the Duke of Saxony's sudden attack, so it led to his defeat, but who was Duke Mason, who was also the big leader who ruled a principality, and soon learned that it was Count Lausitz who burned and looted in Braunschweig for his own selfish interests, which led to the rebellion of the squire, and the Duke of Saxony took the opportunity to attack to lead to failure.