Mayor Jakesh fled back to his town of Wismar with his son in embarrassment, leaving with more than a hundred soldiers behind him, but when he came back, he was only followed by dozens of disabled soldiers, and the citizens of the town looked at the dejected mayor of Jakesh and his son, and probably understood in their hearts that they had suffered a defeat, although in the eyes of the citizens of the town it was a war between nobles, but they couldn't help but be a little panicked. Because most of the soldiers in the town were brought out by Jakesh and his son, there would be no one to defend if Vismar were attacked by the enemy.

"Mayor Jakesh, where are our fighters?" As Mayor Jakesh walked through the streets with a disgraced face, the people who came out of the houses on both sides of the street shouted at him.

"Woo~~." Mayor Jakesh felt sweat running down his cheeks, he looked at the citizens who stopped his mount in fear, feeling a sense of exhaustion and anxiety that he had never felt before, the crowd gathered more and more, they waved their fists angrily, and among the soldiers taken by Mayor Jakesh were their relatives and friends, if Mayor Jakesh could not give them an explanation, these people would probably riot.

"Go away, my father is the mayor of the town of Visma, the great chief of Mecklenburg, and is your rightful ruler." The son of the mayor of Jakesh drew his sword and threatened the crowd of people, but fortunately, this area was relatively close to the mayor's house, and dozens of guards in the guard room in the mayor's house heard the movement, picked up their spears and ran out, blocking a path through the crowd with their bodies, allowing the mayor of Jakesh and his son to return to the mayor's house.

"Hey. Kang Tuo hurt me. "Mayor Jakosh finally entered his house, and his guards closed the door, listening to the constant banging on the door outside, and the chaotic roar, Mayor Jakesh sat on his stool, and it took him a long time to say such a sentence.

"Father, Kang Tuoyi didn't enter the town, he should flee back to his territory." The son of the mayor of Jakesh saw Kang Tuoyi flee from the castle on horseback during the battle, and if the hero had not come to the town of Wismar, there was only one possibility. That is, to flee back to their own territory. It's like a lion returning to its lair to lick its wounds after a heavy setback.

"I'm not worried about Kang Tuoyi, I'm worried about whether those heretics will take the opportunity to attack our town." Mayor Jakesh buried his body in his chair, he seemed to be many years old at once, and he had been tormented by the whole day's fighting. It's as if the gods are constantly throwing his heart high. He fell to the ground again.

"We have a wooden fence to protect us. Besides, the infidels have been hit hard today, and they should not dare to attack a large town like ours, so tomorrow I will send someone to Mecklenburg Castle to ask for reinforcements. ”

"I hope so. May the gods favor us and protect us. Mayor Jakesh had no choice but to keep this only bit of luck in his heart, he took the glass handed by the servant and drank some ale in a hesitant mood, the alcohol made his tired nerves a little groggy, and after a long time, suddenly a rapid and crisp bell rang, which woke Mayor Jakesh from his stupor, he seemed to remember something, threw away the wine glass in his hand, strode to the window and saw the panicked scene on the street.

"Father, it's not good, those heretics are trying to besiege us." The son of the mayor of Jakesh burst in in shock, shouting loudly as he ran, and his face was as pale as a dead man in a grave.

The town of Vismar is very close to Arold's Fort of the Lion, and strategically speaking, if the Slavs were to attack the Fort of the Lion, it would be a very suitable strategic staging area, with a convenient geographical advantage, but on the other hand, if the town was not defended by enough troops, then it would be the first fief of Arrod to attack.

"Lord Earl, have we attacked a little too hastily?" Julian rode up to Arrod's side and asked him that Julian thought that Arrod's troops, who had just gone through a great battle, needed to recuperate, but Arold only used the slaves as light infantry after they were freed, and hurriedly launched an attack on the town of Visma.

"No, I have a different opinion." On the other side, the religious knight Xiu disagreed, he knew very well the military strength of Mecklenburg County, and in his opinion, Arold had consumed a lot of the Slavs' possible mobilization power with the Angry Lion Castle, and the current Mecklenburg County must be very empty, and it was the right time to take advantage of the void.

"The battle between us and the Slavs in the Angry Lion Castle is very fierce, from this it can be seen that the Slavs are going all out under the leadership of their hero Kang Tuoyi, and now we are tired, they must be more tired than us, and we are pursuing the victory with high morale, but the other side is a defeated army, and our hearts must be in fear." Arrod sat on his horse and explained to Julian.

"Aha, Lord Earl, that's what you said, that's what I meant." The knight of the Order of St. Jom slapped his thigh and couldn't help but admire Arrod's precise analysis, although he could get this conclusion through long-term information, but it was not as clear as Arold could analyze, and he could see the panic of the Slavs even through Arold's words.

"Lord Earl, the town of Vismar is ahead, and this is an important place for the fur trade." A leading Slavic rebel trotted up to Arrod and reported as if to take credit.

"Huh?" He saw a large town with many houses and streets, surrounded by wooden fences, sitting on the plain, with four wooden gates in the four directions of the town, and under the gates were four roads that had been artificially repaired.

"Bell, bell, bell." From the lookout of the town, the vigilant night watchman rang the bell desperately, and the bell rang throughout the plain where the town sits, and as the bell rang, many of the Slavs in the town flocked to the wooden fence, and they saw an army from the forest not far away, gathering outside the town, with a black lion coat of arms and a blue cross flag above the army.

"The heretics are coming, and the mayor of Jakesh has provoked the heretics." The townspeople shouted one after another, their faces were terrified, most of the militarily trained citizens in the prime of the town did not return, now there were only a few old people and powerless merchants in the town, and some were apprentice craftsmen, they didn't even have combat armor, on the other hand, on the side of Arold, even the light infantry wore leather armor, and those leather armor was so familiar that some craftsmen could vaguely judge that it came from their own hands, Needless to say, the damned mayor of Jakosh was the captain of the porter for a while.

"Whirlwind cannon." Arold looked at the panicked screams in the town with satisfaction, and there was a vicious pleasure in his heart, just yesterday he was still a weak person who was surrounded, but today he is a strong man who leads the attack of the whirlwind cannon, and the impermanence of the world is really unpredictable.

"Yes." Julian nodded to Arold on his horse, then turned his horse's head and shouted to the pack horse team escorting behind, "Remove the whirlwind cannon and prepare to install it." ”

The serfs who operated the whirlwind cannon skillfully carried the pillar shaft down, and then inserted it at an effective distance that could be attacked in front of the town, and then installed the other parts in an orderly manner, while the other soldiers put up a long snake formation, watching the four whirlwind cannons gradually build up, most of the people in the town had never seen this kind of siege equipment, they grew up and looked curiously, not understanding what these pagans were building, was it some kind of altar? It's as if the Lomwa priests killed slaves for blood sacrifice before going to war.

"The whirlwind cannon is in place." Julian rode to the front and rear of the Tornado Gun Crew, and after carefully checking that there were no mistakes, he reported to Arrod.

"Let's give the Slavs a little in return." A cruel smile appeared on Arold's lips, he stared at the Slavs behind the wooden fence with his head held high, raised his left hand, and then swung his fist hard.

"Whirlwind cannon ~~~ pull." Seeing Arrod's movements, Julian drew his sword, raised it high and slammed it down, and the members of the Cyclone Cannon immediately pulled into the piso, and at the same time pulled it down with all their might, only to hear the creaking sound of the Cyclone Cannon rising high, and slamming the stone in the leather bag towards the town of Visma.

"Whoosh~~~~, boom." Countless stones fell from the sky on the heads of the citizens of Vismar Town, and the stones hit the wooden fence with a terrible sound, and the broken stones fell on the heads of the citizens, causing the crowd to scream in fear, and then they realized that this was not a mysterious altar, but a terrible siege machine, and there was no mysterious incantation, only direct death sowing.

"Oh gods, save us." The citizens of the town of Vismar prayed to their gods, but the only thing that answered them was the merciless stones, the town of Vismar was only a trading point, not a strategic military fortress, even the castle of the Duke of Saxony could not withstand the attack of the whirlwind cannon, not to mention that these were just walls enclosed with wooden fences, and soon the wooden fence wall of defense became ugly like the teeth of an old woman, but Arold still did not order the infantry to charge, He was going to completely destroy the will of the Slavs to resist with a whirlwind cannon. (To be continued......)