"Whoosh." The arrows were fired, and the strong wind cut through the weeds, stabbing straight at the rushing cavalry, and as the arrows broke through the air, there was a neighing sound of warhorses.

"Did you shoot?" Grace's eyebrows furrowed, she clenched her battle axe and shield, and did not relax her vigilance, at this moment the neighing of the war horse sounded again, only to see a tall Nordic war horse rush out, the Viking warrior on the war horse rushed straight over, raised the round shield and slashed the battle axe condescendingly, the force was amazing, Grace raised the round shield in his hand up a gear, and immediately squatted on the ground and rolled, which unloaded most of the strength of the Viking warrior on the war horse.

"It's the Swedish raiding cavalry, be careful." The other hired Viking warriors were shocked, they knew very well the power of the raiding cavalry from Sweden, and they did not dare to take it lightly, and sure enough, many raiding cavalry rushed out from all sides, and the tall war horses rushed into the ranks, even if the hired Viking warriors used a shield wall to resist, but they were scattered under the impact of the war horses.

"Shield wall, make up the shield wall." Grace dodged the attacking cavalry and immediately organized his men, the shield wall against the cavalry heavy infantry was always not outdated, and the Swedish raiding cavalry knew this very well, and they harnessed their horses to desperately chase the hired Viking warriors, preventing them from gathering together to form a thick shield formation.

"Oh woo~~~." A Swedish raider rode his horse and rushed to Grace, he raised his battle axe and slashed at Grace, the blow was like a bird of prey in the heights, and Grace had no time to react.

"Bell~~~." Suddenly, there was the sound of weapons colliding. To his surprise, it was another Swedish raider who wore a protective Viking helmet and stretched out his weapon to block the axe that was slashing at Grace.

"Hmm." Grace was also taken aback by the blow, but wondered at the raider who had saved her, and she didn't understand why the enemy had come to defend her.

"Grace? You're Grace. The Swedish cavalryman who had saved Grace reached out and took off his helmet, revealing his face, he was Ronald, the captain of the raiding cavalry, and he recognized that the leader of the group of hired Viking warriors was none other than Grace, the daughter of the former King of Denmark.

"You're, you're Ronald." Grace recognized him as Ronald, the illegitimate son of the King of Sweden, who had visited the King's palace with her father when she was very young. Met Ronald there.

"That's right. Stop the attack at once, and you return to camp. With a wave of his hand, Ronald stopped his Swedish raiders and told them to leave the returning Danish king's camp, but he jumped off his horse. Walked in front of Grace.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you. Didn't think of the skinny boy. Now you can also lead cavalry into battle. Grace also withdrew her weapons to stop her Viking warriors from fighting, and Grace remembered the weak boy who had been bullied in the Swedish court. Always pushed back and forth by other princes, when he was bullied again and hid in the dense forest crying, Grace, who climbed the tree to find fruit to eat, found that although he was hit on the head by the fruit that Grace threw from the tree, but it also made the two form a friendship at a very young age, so the unexpected encounter here made Ronald very happy.

"Haha, I really didn't expect it, but why are you here?" Ronald asked Grace curiously.

"I'm now a mercenary for the Count of Mecklenburg." Grace generously said to Ronald that being hired is also a way for Viking warriors to survive, so this is a common thing.

"I see, but it's your wish to fight the King of Denmark." Ronald knew that Grace's father, the former king of Denmark, died at the hands of Banuk, although Banuk spared Grace in his daughter's body, but this is also because Grace is a woman, if it were a male heir, I am afraid that he would have been exiled or even killed a long time ago.

Because of the unexpected encounter with his old friend Ronald, this baggage force was not attacked by the Danes, and returned to the Mason camp completely, and got the baggage and supplies so that the Masons could continue to fight, which played a role in maintaining morale, but for Arrod's the arrival of this baggage force was very important to him, and he carried several wooden boxes in the car.

"Earl, what's in this box?" Sir Ron looked curiously at the wooden chests placed outside Arold's tent, and next to the wooden boxes were several craftsmen dressed as handymen, one of whom had one finger missing, and it was Pyne, the craftsman with nine fingers, whom Arold had specially summoned from the smelting base.

"It's a siege crossbow, Lord Sir." The answer to Sir Ron was the nine-fingered Pyne, and he answered the question respectfully, this is a large crossbow that can be combined together, which was developed by the craftsmen in the smelting base under the inspiration of Arrod, this kind of crossbow is improved by Arold according to the memory and the Romans in the film, without knowing that the Saxon royal family is going to come to support, Arold knows that in order to defeat the King of Denmark, a more powerful weapon is necessary, fortunately, in Mecklenburg, after Arold is in bed crossbow, He also ordered the smelting base to develop a new long-range mechanical weapon with more lethal power, and it was not easy to develop such a large crossbow, and in the absence of knowledge of mathematics and physical theory, it was completely inspired by Arold and skilled craftsmen with their own experience to gradually explore.

"How far can this crossbow shoot?" Arrod frowned, he was more concerned about this weapon developed under his own inspiration, and he actually had no foundation in his heart.

"I'm sorry Earl, but despite our efforts, we can only get the crossbow bolt to shoot two hundred yards, and it's hard to do it any farther." Nine-fingered Pyne was embarrassed and said that without the guidance of mathematics and physics, it was already rare to be able to shoot two hundred yards with effective lethality with experience.

"It's okay, now load up the big crossbows, you brought a few." Arold asked them.

"Three, Lord Earl." Nine-fingered Pyne reported to Arold, Arold asked the craftsmen to immediately load the three crossbows, and it took two full days to load the three crossbows, and on the third day, the crossbows were finally loaded, and after the adjustment of the nine-fingered Pine and other craftsmen, the three crossbows made of tough cowhide ropes powered by the power of the buttons were placed in the camp of the German mercenary group, and the long crossbows were placed in the wooden trough, and the sharp iron crossbow tips shone in the sun.

"It's finally installed." Arold stepped forward and patted the crossbow, and the nine-fingered Pine and other craftsmen planed the wood smoothly and smoothly, and although the grain of the wood was not painted, it also had a special beauty.

"Lord Earl, let me immediately organize a team of people to attack the Danes with these big crossbows." Sir Ron looked at these half-man-tall, scorpion-like crossbows, his eyes lit up with envy, and he pleaded to Arrod with a plea of action.

"Well, Sir Ron, take a crossbow and thirty pikemen and swordsmen, and go and attack the Danish camp for me." Arold also wanted to get the power of these crossbows on the real battlefield, so he immediately agreed to Sir Ron's proposal, and sent thirty-four soldiers of the German mercenary regiment for him, and asked him to take a small group of soldiers to test the attack, in these days the skirmishes between the Masons and the Danes are very common, and the small soldiers will not be too noticeable by the Danes.

"Great." Sir Ron immediately put on his armor and helmet, thirty-four soldiers of the German mercenary regiment were volunteers recruited by the sergeant major, and the assembled volunteers pushed a large crossbow under the leadership of Sir Ron, and walked towards the battlefield. (To be continued......)