The day after the defeat, the chief of Rostock watched with regret as Xavier's head was stuck on a stake at the city gate, and his bravest warrior was killed, but as the ruler of the county, he suppressed his anger and turned his head and waved his club behind him.

"Squeak, squeak." A behemoth was pushed out of the woods, its towering body, and the four wooden wheels made a creaking sound that squeezed aside the surrounding branches.

"Germans, this time you must take this damn wall." The chief of Rostock clenched his club with a hideous face, and twenty Slavic soldiers pushed the behemoth up the hill with great force, followed by dozens of Slavic archers and warriors, who shot arrows at the castle's arrow tower as they went, the arrows posed little threat to Arold's crossbowmen, but limited the number of shots they could fire.

"What is this, Lord Earl?" Julian's tired face, as the commander of the city walls, commanded for several days to resist the attacks of the Slavs, causing the nobleman's illegitimate son to wear torn armor and suffer several minor injuries.

"Siege towers, I didn't expect the Rostockites to hide such weapons." Arold's forehead was wrapped in sterilized linen, but this did not affect him wearing a chain mail hood, looking at the rickety wooden tower gradually approaching from the foot of the mountain, he felt a chill down his spine, he did not expect that there was someone who had such a siege weapon before himself.

"The tower is almost as tall as our walls, and the archers concentrate their arrows." Julian brandished his sword and yelled in the direction of the tower.

"Whoosh. Sou. The arrows screeched at the towers with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, but the surface of the siege towers was covered with a layer of water-soaked leather, and the arrows could not damage it at all.

"Whirlwind cannon fired." Arold also saw that the crossbow was useless, and he shouted a command backwards towards the position of the whirlwind cannon.

"Whoa." Stones rained down in the direction of the tower, smashing small holes into the ground, and occasionally the soldiers pushing the tower were hit, but this only caused the siege tower to slow down the advance slightly, and the Slavs knew the horror of this siege weapon, so they had to push it up the hill at all costs. The Tornado is also useless against the tower as a light throwing weapon. I could only watch as the tower approached the city wall step by step.

"What a big guy." Julian looked at the approaching tower, amazed at the height of the wall, and could not believe that humans could build such a movable tower, when the tower stopped at the gatehouse of Mecklenburg Castle. The guards on the castle walls watched nervously. Listen to the creaking of the tower as it stops. After a moment's pause, the drawbridge at the top of the siege tower fell with a bang, and the tip of the crow's beak hung from the battlement. The moment the drawbridge was lowered, dozens of selected warriors inside the tower were revealed, and they waited until the drawbridge fell, forming a bridge between the wall and the tower, and roaring Slavic warriors rushed through the bridge to the wall.

"Soldiers, don't forget your training and drive them away." Julian led the peasants to immediately rush to the gap, they blocked the way for the Slavs to continue the attack with their spears, and suddenly the sound of metal clashing and fighting on the city wall resounded in the sky, the Slavs desperately tried to kill the peasants on the wall, and the peasants tried hard to repel the invaders.

The peasants and soldiers under the armor protection system relied on organization and training, but although this group of peasants and soldiers received training, they were by no means the opponents of the shield soldiers who had received military training since childhood, and were basically equivalent to the professional soldiers.

"Ah~~~." The Germanic peasants were pushed off the wall by the shields of the great shield warriors, they fell off the wall one after another, seeing that a section of the wall was lost, the outnumbered peasants retreated in panic even under Julian's command and strict military law, they dropped their weapons and fled from the terrible Great Shield warriors, this section of the wall was close to the gatehouse, and the loss of this place meant that the gate was lost, which was exactly the moment that the chief of Rostock dreamed of, and a large number of Slavs were gathering at the gate.

"The soldiers are taking the castle at this moment." The chief of Rostock, holding a stick that symbolized power, spat on his warriors, encouraged his warriors, and at this moment the iron gate of the city gate rose with chrome slag, and the Slavs stared at the gradually rising iron gate.

"Rush~~~." The Slavs, spears and swords in their hands, poured into the gates, and they seemed to see the panicked Germanic people and the great riches.

But when the Slavs poured into the castle, what they saw was not as they thought, a phalanx of spears like a forest stopped at the entrance to the narrow castle gatehouse, the pikemen in the first row leaned down and raised their spears slightly, the second and third rows of pikemen flattened their spears, and the last two rows stretched their spears 45 degrees forward, and the five rows of pikemen formed a nearly airtight array of spearmen.

"What is this?" The Slavs had never seen such a spear array, and they looked at the dense forest of spears, stopped, and looked vigilantly at the phalanx of spears in front of them.

"Gun array, drink, enter, enter~~~." The captain of the pikemen held his sword and gave orders in his mouth, and the pikemen pointed their spears at the Slavs who tried to rush in, and marched forward in rhythm under the command of the captain of the pike, their pace was slow, and they kept a certain distance and forward steps from each other, and the training of the pikemen phalanx was painstakingly practiced day after day, and the slave soldiers were already professional soldiers who obeyed orders completely.

"Ahh The Slavs wanted to retreat, no one had the courage to face the sharp spears, but behind them were unsuspecting companions, the chief of Rostock was still urging his soldiers to attack, but the pikemen continued to advance like a machine, and when the spears touched the Slavs, the pikemen pulled their guns back a little, and then poked at the Slavs, and the dense wood-like spear heads pierced the rows of Slavs, and when the rows of Slavs fell, the unsuspecting people behind them filled the position, As a result, in front of the spearheads in the hands of the pikemen, a line of dead corpses was drawn, and the corpses gradually piled up on top of each other.

"Something is wrong." The Rostock chieftain's brows furrowed, only to hear the screams after his people rushed into the city gate, the experienced Rostock chief gradually felt bad, at this time he felt that the city gate was opened too quickly, at this moment he felt a heat wave hit, when he looked in the direction of the light, he saw that his proud family inheritance siege tower, at this time turned into a huge torch, and the Slavs who were climbing towards the tower jumped down with flames.

"What's going on?" Chief Rostock looked at it in a panic, the scene in front of him was like hell, and he heard a scream, he looked up and saw that his own shield warriors were thrown down from the city wall, and from the battlements he could only see the knights, it turned out that Arold placed knights above the gatehouse, and it was Arold who deliberately opened the iron gate bar, and the spears in the hands of the pikemen could deal with the Slavs at the narrow gate.

"Chief, what shall we do?" The leaders of Rostock, pale, asked the chief of Rostock.

"It doesn't matter, we have the advantage in numbers, even the wheel tactics can defeat them, I don't believe that their people are not tired." The chief of Rostock was also furious, and he ordered his soldiers to divide into three groups and attack the city gates with arrows overhead.

However, the gates guarded by pikemen were not so easy to penetrate, and more Slavs lost their lives at the crowded gates, and the latecomers had to climb over the piles of corpses to get in, and the anxious leaders of Rostock saw that their men were getting fewer and fewer, and finally they could not bear to be impatient, and at that moment they heard exclamations from the rear of the camp, and when they turned their heads, they saw that the camp was also on fire, and it seemed that they had been attacked in the smoke.

"What? Even the rear camp was attacked, could it be that reinforcements from the Germans came. The chief of Rostock was taken aback, and if he was flanked by the defenders and reinforcements in the city, he was afraid that he would be destroyed, and the heart of the chief of Rostock sank to the bottom, and he staggered and held his forehead and almost fell, and a wave of dizziness hit his head. (To be continued......)