When the soldiers left the conference hall, the hall was empty, Harvey was not afraid in the slightest, she walked to the conference table, found a seat and sat down, the atmosphere suddenly became a little solemn and strange.

"Brother Elvet, didn't you explain this to Harvey?" Princess Josie was the first to break the awkward atmosphere, and she turned to Brother Elvet.

"Ahem, Her Royal Highness is really if too many people know about this matter, it may cause unnecessary trouble." Brother Elvet said to Princess Josie.

"What's the trouble? You, say the conditions of the Grand Chief of Pomerania in front of Her Royal Highness the Princess. Harvey said to the messenger who was kneeling on the ground and had not dared to look up.

"Whew." The messenger looked up at Brother Elvet in fear, then at Harvey and shifted as far away as he could from the dangerous woman.

"Emissary, now tell us the conditions of the Grand Chief of Pomerania." Princess Josie said to the messenger.

"Say it." Brother Elvet grimaced, but nodded to the messenger.

"Yes, Your Royal Highness the Princess, the Pomeranian demands that the first must be disarmed by the town mob."

"Is this for us to stretch our necks and be slaughtered?" Harvey's eyes widened and he said angrily, even Princess Josie frowned, now the only thing that makes Pomerania jealous is the thugs in the town, if it is a mobile phone to read novels, which one is stronger? The mobile phone reading network disarmed, Mecklenburg was simply lost another defense.

"Don't worry, keep talking." Brother Elvet asked the messenger to continue.

"The second condition is that the inner city must be opened and garrisoned by Pomeranian troops."

"The third is to pay 40,000 silver coins."

"Article 4 sends the first child born to the princess to the Great Chief as the adopted son of the Great Chief."

"Hehe, this is simply the most humiliating surrender condition from England to Byzantium." Princess Josie couldn't hold back any longer, if the first few items were barely acceptable, but the last one was to send her newly born child as a hostage, Princess Josie would not agree to it anyway.

"Don't worry, Your Highness the Princess. This is just a condition offered by the other side, and we can negotiate in detail. Brother Elvet hurriedly explained to Princess Josie, but Princess Josie had already dismissed the idea of negotiation, because the other party's conditions were too harsh.

"Harvey, how long can we hold out now? Will the guild leaders be willing to help us? Princess Josie set her eyes on Harvey.

"Your Highness, the atrocities of the Pomeranians have aroused the common hatred of the guild leaders. They are now mobilizing the townspeople and building weapons, and while the Pomeranians are out of Mecklenburg, we should be able to rebuild the gates for about a month. Harvey stood up and said to Princess Josie.

"I sent a messenger before the war began, asking my brother, Duke Mason, for help, and as long as I hold on a little longer, the army of the Duchy of Mason will come back to save us." Princess Josie explained to Harvey.

"If that's the case, I'm going to tell all the people the good news." Harvey bowed to Princess Josie and left.

"Your Royal Highness, do you really believe that the Duchy of Mason will come to our rescue?" Brother Elvet looked pessimistic as he looked at Princess Josie, who had brought the child back into her arms. He did not expect Princess Josie to react so strongly to the last treaty of the Pomeranians, and it seemed to Brother Elvet that the castle would sooner or later fall into the hands of the Pomeranians.

"Please have some faith in the Earl, if you really don't have faith, then have faith in God, now is the time to pray." Princess Josie stood up and left the chamber with her child and nurse.

"Our beloved Lord Earl has offended the nobles of the Duchy of Mason, and even if the Duke wants to rescue him, he will be opposed by the nobles, who would love to see this castle slaughtered by the infidels. No, I can't just die here. Brother Elvet bowed her head and whispered a few times. Although he was dressed in a monk's robe, he cared more about his life than anyone else.

"Miya-sama, what are you going to do?" The messenger, kneeling on the ground, raised his head and asked.

"You go out of the city quietly at once, and tell the Grand Chief of Pomerania about the situation here, and tell him that I am willing to act as his internal response, as long as I spare my life after the castle is captured." Brother Elvet said to his men.

"It's Miya-sama." The messenger hurriedly got up. He walked out of the chamber, but instead of leaving the city immediately, he waited for his moment.

In the Duchy of Mason, Duke Abel received a letter from his sister asking for help, and he paced through the courtyard with the letter in his face, sighing with a sad face. By the time he received the letter, the well-informed Mason nobles had already received the news of the Pomeranian attack on Mecklenburg, and according to the information of the duke's own head of spies, the nobles had held a banquet in their manor and gritted their teeth when they talked about Arold.

"The Count of Mecklenburg has really offended the nobles of Mason too deeply, if the issue of rescue is raised, I am afraid that the noble vassals will refuse to send troops to rescue." Duke Abel sat in the gazebo, and in front of him stood the chief of the spies of Mason's court.

"Not only that, but some radical young Mason nobles have also made a request to take the opportunity to launch an honorary revenge against the Count of Mecklenburg, and the matter is very tricky." The spy leader tells what he knows.

"So, how about mobilizing my direct forces to the rescue?" Duke Abel asked the spy chief.

"With all due respect, noble Duke, we really shouldn't interfere in this matter."

"But my dear sister is besieged in the castle by the heathen, shouldn't I go to her rescue?" Duke Abel said with some dissatisfaction.

"Once your immediate army is mobilized, I am afraid that those disgruntled nobles will have different intentions, not to mention that in the case of His Majesty's poor health, those neighbors who are not on good terms with the Duchy of Mason are eyeing each other, if our internal nobles rebel, I am afraid that you will be besieged in the castle by external enemies." The spy leader said to the Duke of Abel.

"God, save my sister." The Duke of Abel covered his face with his hands, and he pleaded with the gods that there was indeed nothing he could do about the current situation.

"However, according to our intelligence, the Count of Mecklenburg has defeated the West Slavs, and his army is coming back quickly, perhaps in time." The spy leader comforted Duke Mason. (To be continued......) R1292