The flames danced in the pond, the swaying black shadows danced on the wooden walls, and the joyous noise filled every corner of the hall, and the cooks and maids brought food to them, among which the smoked fish and bacon were gifts from the Count of Mecklenburg, and now the Slavs could also taste this delicacy, and Marty, Countess of Willle, was ruddy, and looked at the courtiers and maids dancing merrily in the hall, and she remembered that this joyous scene had not been seen for some time.

"May our rightful ruler, Countess Marty, be beautiful and safe forever." In the middle of the feast, the general led everyone in the hall to raise their glasses and greet Marty, who nodded to his subjects.

"Tick tock, tick tick ~~~." The maids sitting in the corner of the hall plucked the three-stringed harp in their hands, and the harp made a wonderful tinkling sound, and then one of the maids stood up and sang, she sang a ballad that Julian did not understand, but it was full of joy, many Slavs could not help but hum softly, the two maids danced around the fire pit hand in hand, and gradually other people began to join in, and the circle centered on the fire pit slowly expanded.

"Sir Julian, please come with me." Suddenly, Marty stood up in the lord's chair and stretched out his hand to Julian, who was sitting on the right side, and invited Julian to join in the circle of happiness.

A week later, a detachment of 300 male serfs from Willer County was escorted to Mecklenburg to be seconded by Arrod, Earl of Mecklenburg. With the help of three hundred male serfs, the bricks in the smelting base were fired and dried, and then carried by the serfs to the port, where the serfs dug out three large pits as foundations, and the stonemasons' union took the drawings given to them by Arold and instructed the serfs to pile the bricks in the pit and lay the foundation. The construction site here is fenced off with linen rope so that passers-by avoid the construction site. And this idea was also from Arrod.

"Here's what to do. Do you want to build a new facility? A merchant looked curiously at the construction site, and the new port of Mecklenburg began to travel with merchants from other countries as trade flourished, and they came here from other nearby territories by guò merchant ships to trade with the local Mecklenburg Chamber of Commerce. Although you will face various disasters due to piracy and storms by sea. However, it avoided the increasingly heavy toll taxes paid by attacking the nobles' domains along the way. The aristocrats, big and small, were like a group of road rage who set up checkpoints to hinder the free flow of trade, so the sea was not checked by the nobles, and the taxes allowed merchants to buy cheap goods, resell them and sell them back to China or other places for a lot of profit.

"I don't know. But it should be a good thing, Lord Count Mecklen is always doing good things. Another merchant said that Arold's policy of exemption from the toll was very popular with the merchants, and that a lord who was willing to give up the exploitation of the merchants was indeed rare, and that unlike the peasants who had been bound to the land all their lives, the merchants living in the towns had a great time traveling from north to south, but they had seen a great deal of knowledge, but even then they had never seen a figure like the Earl of Mecklen.

"I don't know why there have been a lot fewer pirates in the Kattegat Strait recently, but it's been very peaceful along the way, and I want to fire the merchant ship bodyguards next time to save a little money." The two talkative merchants said, the merchant who said that the Kattegat Strait was much safer came from West Frisland, which was the vassal domain of the Duke of Saxony, an island with a long strip extending out of the land, so the port above was very developed, and the castle of the Count of West Frisland was located in the middle of the island, which controlled the whole island, because the land on the island was small, so the Count of West Frisland was also a lord who encouraged trade.

"You're saying the pirates are suddenly less active?" Another merchant frowned, he was about forty years old, an age that was considered an old man in the Middle Ages.

"Yes, although our chamber of commerce pays taxes to the King of Denmark, and he will guarantee the safe passage of our merchant ships, but I know the virtues of those Norsemen, who disguise themselves as legitimate merchants when they meet strong people, but if they show the slightest weakness, they will become pirates, hmph, so we usually hire bodyguards to escort them."

"That's right, but I advise you not to fire your bodyguards, and maybe not to trade here at all in the near future." The businessman, who was in his forties, said to the West Frisian businessman.

"What does this mean? Aha, I know, you're afraid I'll rob you of your business, you cunning fox. The West Frisian merchant thought he had exposed the other party's lies, and said triumphantly.

"Believe it or not, my friend, I wish you peace, and I should go back to my hometown after this business." The merchant in his forties shrugged his shoulders and said to the West Frisian merchant, who had almost a lifetime of experience in business, had encountered this once in his youth, and that it had happened then, but that in the years that followed he had learned that it was the calm before the storm, and that the pirates had gathered to plan a larger attack, and this time they were targeting people from some unfortunate place.

"Get out of the way." At this moment, the roar of the wheels of the baggage cart sounded from outside the port, and I saw fourteen miscellaneous servants from Mecklenburg County pushing the baggage cart here, and the baggage cart pulled neither commodities nor anything else, but a large pile of square stones, these miscellaneous servants looked nervous and escorted the two knights of the inner palace beside Arold, and used the personal guard knights to escort these square stones that seemed to be worthless, which shows how much Arold cares about these things.

"The Count of Mecklenburg's actions are also particularly unexpected, should I leave here immediately and return to my hometown, or am I looking?" The merchant pondered that even a 1 in 10,000 business opportunity was worth the risk for a merchant, and he wondered what the use of the stone, which was so valued by the Count of Melkelenburg.

Kraezer was on the verge of being overwhelmed by the endless feasts of eating, drinking, and feasting, and he felt that this Viking tradition was a torture and a waste of time, and that the Vikings who paid tribute to him near the North Sea by order of the King of Denmark were concentrated in his court, and that the pirates who were drunk and boasted to each other would say that they had encountered whales as tall as a hill, or that they had hunted wild boars the size of houses in the mountains, or even that there was a drunken fellow, He was the leader of a small island outside Jutland, and his banner was a green sea snake dragon, so on his island he claimed to be the king of dragons, and of course he didn't dare to say that in the palace of the king of Denmark, this guy who was already drunk and couldn't tell whose person was in front of him, bragged that he had a frost giantess, and the laughing Vikings said, "Then how big is that thing down there, are we all drinking on top of your life?"

"Traditional, you look sullen?" As Kretzer walked out of the palace, breathing in the air in a sullen state, the staggering King of Denmark stepped out, pushed aside a guard who tried to hold him, and walked over to Krezer's side.

"Oh, majesty." Krezer hurriedly turned to the Danish king and said.

"Uh-huh." The Danish king did not speak, he unbuttoned his trousers, took out his work, and rushed out into the cold and windy valley, and a steaming jet of water flew out, until a few minutes later he shook his body and put on his trousers again, and Kreeser waited patiently, and then the Danish king continued, "Be patient, my friend, Mecklenburg will not run away, but here are the bravest Viking warriors of Denmark." ”

"Yes, it's just that we'd better launch a surprise attack on the enemy, so that the odds are the greatest, isn't it?" Kreeser said.

"Maybe you're right, let's end this feast, it's time for everyone to get down to business." The Danish king nodded, patted Kreze on the shoulder, wrapped himself in fur, and walked towards his palace. (To be continued......)