The battle in the rear was soon over, and the army of four hundred men was defeated by less than a hundred cavalry troops, nay, it was a great rout, and the remnants of the fleeing army returned to the camp of the Count of Lautz, and some were captured by Arold, who did not slaughter these light infantrymen, but became Arold's free labor, but many more fled to their hometown, where they had grown up.

The boar brothers knew that Count Lauzitz would not forgive them for their defeat this time, and then Grover remembered the words of Brother Robert, the monk with the birthmark on his face was like a prophet, and Grover was forced to flee with his brother in the direction of Count Lauzitz's manor, and they wanted to take away the treasure of Count Lauzitz's cache.

"Josephine." Arold looked at Josephine lying in the tent, after fleeing and bleeding and wounded, she did not look like Arold knew her at all, her face was pale and weak, as if she was dead, in fact, Josephine was motionless as if she was really dead, Arold crouched down and knelt down on one knee beside Josephine, calling to her softly.

"Hmm." Josephine's long eyelashes moved, she groaned in pain, and Arrod's personal attendant hurriedly put water to Josephine's mouth.

"It's fine for you to wake up, I'll arrange a boat to take you back to Mecklenburg at once, don't worry, you'll be fine." Arold frowned, and he glanced at Josephine's wound, which had begun to suppurate and rot, and was not in a position to be treated at the makeshift gathering point, and had to be sent to Mecklenburg for treatment.

"No, my child, child." Joséphone struggled to raise her arm, and she strained to Arrod.

"Child, is it Eve's child?" Arold also became nervous. During the battle, he seemed to hear the cry of a baby in a trance, but it was quickly drowned out by the roar of the horses and the noise of the crowd, so Arold thought that he was having auditory hallucinations.

"Well, my child, poor child has not yet been baptized and naming." Tears rolled down Josephine's face, and it was the first time Arold had seen a strong Josephine show such sadness. He couldn't help but recall the first time he saw Josephine, the girl who held a bow and shot arrows with the spirit of a man.

"Don't worry, I will do whatever it takes to get the child back." Arold took Josephine's hand and assured her.

In the camp of the Count of Lauzitz, looking at the remnants of the defeated army in front of them, the nobles in the camp of Mason were terrified, and the army led by Arold appeared in their rear as if it had fallen from the sky, which frightened the nobles, and linked to the land and manor where they were constantly attacked, it seemed that this was not a robbery by the remnants of Fort Lida. It's Arold's vengeful anger from the Wendells.

"What now?" Brother Robert was also worried, he didn't expect Arrod's speed to be so fast, and the original plan to intercept on the road completely failed.

"Damn Arrod, stupid Grover, five hundred soldiers can't even win." Count Lauzitz took a large sip of wine into his mouth with his ring-full hand in his hand, and he threw away the empty glass in anger and leaned his arms on the chair.

"Lord Earl. The nobles came in groups, but their sons did not return. A knight walked in. Report to Count Lautz.

"What? Didn't any of them come back? Brother Robert was surprised and asked, even if the battle is defeated, there are always a few deserters, and even if they are eaten in one bite, then there should be someone who asks for a ransom.

"Lord Earl, none of our children have returned, fifty noble children. None of them came back, all because you put the rude and stupid Grover in command. The angry nobles burst into the tents and said to Count Lauzitz.

"Don't worry, adults, at least we know Arrod's whereabouts now. Defeat him, and your children will get it back. Count Lausitz looked contemptuously at the nobles who had broken in, and he stood up and patted his sumptuous clothes, and said to the nobles.

"But those who fled said that Arold had a heavy cavalry unit at his disposal, and that they had been defeated by this heavy cavalry raid." The nobles said worriedly.

"How many heavy cavalry did he bring?" Count Lauzitz frowned when he heard this, he didn't believe that Arold really had a large cavalry force, Mecklenburg couldn't afford the cavalry at all, and the cost of maintaining a heavy cavalry was expensive.

"Well, I heard there are a hundred heavy cavalry." From the soldiers who had fled from the rout, the nobles carefully interrogated the situation, and knew that Arrod had led a surprise attack of less than a hundred cavalry to lead their defeat.

"Hahaha, are a hundred cavalry timid? We have two thousand troops, of which sixty are cavalry troops composed of nobles and knights, plus two hundred battle-hardened swordsmen and Viking warriors, how can we lose, Arold is killing himself, then we will defeat him, and I will stick Arold's head next to his father. Count Lauzitz said to the nobles with great pride, and the nobles looked at each other, and they followed Count Lauzitz to capture Fort Lida, kill Baron Wendell, and capture the baron's eldest son, Yve, and there was no possibility of peace with Arrode, and under the leadership of Count Lauzitz, they also raised their fists and responded loudly.

"Lord Earl, the scouts have come to report that a large army of Mecklenburg is coming towards us." At this time, a soldier reported to Count Lauzitz and the nobles.

"Mecklenburg's army? Send out spies to find out how many of them there are. "Count Lauzitz was simply puzzled as to how Arold's army had appeared, and he immediately ordered spies to be dispatched.

Brother Elvet swayed from side to side on his horse, the long journey made him feel a little tired, he was just a monk in the monastery, and this kind of thing was not his strong point at all, but fortunately, Brother Elvet was only responsible for the logistics and material needs of the soldiers, and the specific operations were in charge of Harvey and Andrew the head of the German mercenary regiment, but on the surface, Brother Elvet had to come forward, and the soldiers would feel terrified about women commanding the battle.

"Lord Gongxiang, we can see Count Lautz's camp ahead, and their camp is completely blocking our way by the side of the avenue." A soldier in charge of reconnaissance came to the Elvet monk's mount and reported to the Mecklenburg courtier.

"Oh, that's it." Brother Elvet tightened the reins of his horse, his mount stopped, and the army that followed him also stopped, waiting for the next order.

"What's wrong with Brother Elvet?" Seeing that the marching procession had stopped, Harvey immediately whipped his horse and galloped towards Brother Elvet, and when he came to Brother Elvet's side, Harvey asked curiously.

"Count Lauzitz's camp has been found ahead." Brother Elvet pointed ahead and said to Harvey.

"We should be stationed immediately, the soldiers are tired from the long journey, and they must rest." Harvey raised his hand with the whip and put it above his eyes, and sure enough, he saw the soldiers of Count Lautz looming ahead.

"Okay." Brother Elvet also agreed to Harvey's proposal, and he didn't understand military affairs anyway, so he would simply leave it to someone who understood.

"Encamp~~~." With an order, the captains of each company received an order, and there were clear regulations on how to set up camp in Arold's soldier drill training, it was necessary to dig trenches, and then pile up the excavated earth into earthen walls, and use horses to block the enemy's attack at the gates, and the five hundred armor guards who were responsible for digging trenches and building earthen walls, and the armor guards were originally farmers, and digging was their strength.

"Halberds and Viking warriors on alert." Harvey, dressed in leather armor, walked through the camp where a trench was being dug, and a hundred halberders and two hundred Viking warriors from the towns in the territory of Mecklenburg immediately stood on guard around them.

"Push the van over here." Andrew, the deputy leader of the German mercenary regiment, led the German mercenaries to pull the van over and push it to the trench to make the camp inner city.

"Kill~~~." While the defenders of Mecklenburg were nervously digging trenches, the Count of Lauzitz on the opposite side would not let them camp so lightly, and the raid force composed of five hundred light infantry, fifty swordsmen, and one hundred Viking warriors led by twenty nobles walked out of Count Lauz's camp in a column and killed the Mecklenburgers straight towards them.

"Crossbowmen pedal onto the carts, and halberders and Viking warriors formed a horizontal line to resist." Andrew was much more experienced in the war, and immediately arranged for a company composed of halberders and long-handled Pak sword Viking warriors with long-handled weapons to cross the entrance of the camp, facing the incoming enemy.

"Oh, brethren, don't be afraid, we are fighting side by side." The citizens of the town of Mecklenburg, wearing fine helmets, chain mail or leather armor, and holding their halberds as sharp as jar openers, knelt down on one knee and stuck the end of their halberds in the dirt, while the last rows stretched their halberds as flat as they could in front of them.

"These Germanic people are really well equipped." The Viking long-handled Pu sword soldiers looked at the equipment of those citizens and said enviously, there was almost no decent armor on their bodies, only the snow bright long-handled Pu knives issued by Arold in their hands, but these Vikings made up for the lack of equipment with their arrogant arm strength and courage.

"Don't speak, the enemy is coming, hold your weapons tightly." Andrew, also wearing armor, walked to the rear of the group and commanded loudly. (To be continued......)