Archers and crossbow archers dressed in cloth or leather armor, holding bows or crossbows in their hands, and quivers or crossbow bags hanging from their waists, ran towards the arrow towers and the city walls, and the accessories on their bodies made a rattling sound as they ran, Julian walked up to the city walls, and he glanced at the Rostock people who were cutting down trees outside the castle, making siege equipment, and hundreds of people were cutting down the woods at the same time, and the trees fell one after another, and the noise and the sound of trees falling to the ground were intertwined.

"You go over there, and come over here with five crossbowmen." Julian shouted to the crossbowmen who were stationed on the ramparts, and the crossbowmen immediately entered the turret as Julian had arranged, a stone turret built since Charlemagne's time, and the design of the firing holes was wide inside and narrow on the outside, protecting the guards inside the turret.

"Julian, put the militia of the armor protection system on the city wall." Arold also walked up to the city wall at this time, accompanied by two knights of the Order of St. Jom, who had brought the militia of the armor system, who had little military training, Germanic peasants with pitchfork farming tools, who looked at the Rostock people under the castle with a look of horror.

"Lord Count." Julian looked at the reinforcements sent by Arold, it turned out to be seventy-five peasant soldiers, and his brows couldn't help frowning tightly, guarding the city wall needs elite warriors, if not knights, at least they should be strictly trained slave soldiers, but Arold arranged these peasant soldiers to himself, he leaned over and approached Arold and whispered, "These peasants can't hold the walls of the castle, Lord Earl, please reconsider." ”

"I think it's enough for these people to hold the walls." Arrod smiled mysteriously. Said to Julian, who was puzzled.

"But I am afraid that these people will scatter and flee when the enemy climbs the walls." Julian looked at the peasants uneasily, his expression was very unnatural, he didn't trust people who had not been baptized in blood.

"Rest assured, their families are all in the castle, and they know very well what kind of aggression their families will encounter if the Rostockians capture the castle, not to mention that these peasant soldiers have undergone preliminary training in armor, they have learned the basic ways of fighting, and do you think that after I captured Mecklenburg Castle, I didn't think about strengthening the castle's defenses?" Arold had great confidence in the Germanic peasants. However, he dared to use peasant soldiers on the walls that were usually thought to be firmly guarded. That's because Arold has his own secret weapon.

"Oh? What do you have a plan, Lord Earl? Julian knew that Arrod had always had all sorts of whimsical ideas, and it was at this moment that he saw the peasants carrying many strange things up the city wall, and judging by their steps and the way they labored, they must have been very heavy.

The chief of Rostock stood at the foot of the hill with his body straight. He gazed at the historic castle. Once upon a time it was one of the most important fortresses in the Great Emirate of Mecklenburg. But now it became a bridgehead for the Germanic invasion of the Slavs, and although he was greedy for the land, he did not mean to pull out the thorn in the throat for the Slavs. But. It seems that it will not be so easy to take the castle, because the castle is high, the soldiers have to attack on their backs, and the physical and psychological pressure is very high, and the enemy is the attacker who shoots from a high position.

"What a majestic city, I don't know how it could have been lost to the Germans, if it were me, I would have been able to repel any enemy who came to me." Xavier walked up to Chief Rostock and looked at the castle in front of him that stood tall on the hill and was lined with arrows.

"Haluha, Xavier, my bravest warrior, don't worry too much about this castle, if I'm not sure, I won't take it lightly." The chief of Rostock rubbed his wine trough nose with his hand, and he turned to see the baggage carts behind him, three heavy baggage carts pulled by oxen, covered with linen, on which a group of servants were unloading.

"Are you finally going to use this weapon that your family has handed down?" Xavier smiled when he saw the contents of the baggage cart, which was inherited by the family of Chief Rostock, as old as Mecklenburg Castle, and which contributed to his family's capture of Rostock, and was therefore carefully preserved and repaired by Chief Rostock's family, and it seems that it can also be used today.

The defenders and the attackers looked at each other, like two warriors carefully looking at their opponents, trying to find each other's weaknesses, in the hope of defeating them with their sharpest weapons, and the first day of the siege under Mecklenburg Castle was so uneventful that at night, the bonfires lit by the Rostock people were like stars in the night sky, and Arold was not to be outdone, and ordered the torch of the whole castle to be lit, and the whole castle was like a pearl. It also dispelled Xavier's plan to lead an elite sneak attack.

"All ~~~~." In the early morning of the second day, when most of the soldiers in the castle were leaning against the cold city wall and falling asleep, suddenly the sound of war drums sounded, which immediately woke them up from their dreams, and the crossbowmen fell into the shooting holes and looked out, and they saw the Rostock people holding flags and beating war drums in the dense fog that had not yet been dispersed to form a battle formation, and the Rostock people held large shields to form a shield wall, which was to defend against the arrows in the arrow tower, and also to cover the Rostock people carrying ladders behind them.

"The enemy is coming, ready to fight, archers, crossbowmen hold their posts and follow orders." On the walls of Mecklenburg Castle, the cries were blaring, and the archers and crossbowmen mounted their crossbows, and they stood in their positions and aimed their bows and crossbows at the shooting holes, but they did not waste their arrows without receiving the order.

"It's finally here, get the Whirlwind Cannon ready." Arold also spent the night in a corner tower, the tension before the war made him sleepless, just at dawn he had a sense of sleep, the attack of the Rostock began, he stood up and took off the cloak that the little squire covered for him, but the little squire fell asleep against the door, when he heard Arold's voice and rubbed his sleepy eyes and stood up, he was still a child snooze, but after hearing Arold's order, he immediately ran out of the corner tower, he stood on the stone steps to convey Arold's order to his subordinates, Beneath the turret stood another small attendant, who, hearing the order, ran to the clearing behind the wall, where fifteen whirlwind cannons stood majestically in a row. (To be continued......)

PS: It's really because of something at home