Arold watched the Bavarian knights fight in the pike phalanx, and was able to break through the two layers of defense of the pike phalanx, which shows the strength of the Bavarian duke's cavalry, but perhaps the reason why the Bavarians were too confident and fought with the Mecklenburgers without carrying other infantry.

"It's not too early, let's attack with all our might!" Arold raised his head to look at the sky and said to his personal attendant.

"Yes, Lord Duke." The personal attendant immediately found the trumpeter and ordered the trumpeter to blow the trumpet of the whole army's attack.

"Woo~~." The trumpeter rode on his horse, and he puffed out his cheeks and aimed at the horn and blew it hard, and the dull sound of the horn resounded throughout the canyon.

"The order is coming, attack." The officers of the rank and file of the Mecklenburg Regiment heard the sound of the horn and knew that Arold had given the order to attack with all his might, and the sound of the command was immediately transmitted to the ears of every soldier.

"Ping~~." Yve's sword swung sharply, and the sword collided with the flail with a crisp sound, but it soon became entangled again.

"Whew." Death knight Balk stared at Yves with his eyes, the chain flail entangled Yve's sword body, according to Balk's general combat skills, he only needed to use brute force to shake off the opponent's sword, but Yves was also a strength knight, both sides rode on horses and wrestled with chains and swords, and the war horses under the crotch were spinning and turning, and no one refused to admit defeat.

"The strength is good, I didn't expect the Duke of Bavaria to have such knights." Yves grabbed the sword in his hand, and still had free time to admire his opponent.

"Hmph." Death Knight Balk spews out of his ugly pig-faced mask, the eerie helmet and visor that intimidates his enemies to the fullest. However, in the face of an experienced knight like Count Yve, it didn't seem to make much difference.

"What a pity! If it was somewhere else, maybe we could sit in the tavern and have a good drink. Yves felt the force growing in his grip on the sword. Watching the death knight Balk was already impatient.

"I'm only interested in your head." Death Knight Balk said with a cruel smile in his mask, and then released the chain flail in his hand, Yves didn't expect the other party to throw away his weapon, and was pulled back by inertia in a cold and unguarded manner, and suddenly stumbled and almost fell off the horse.

"Brush~~." The reason why the death knight Balk let go of the chain flail in his hand was to draw his own saber, and as soon as the sword came out of the sheath, it went straight to Yves's chin. Balk's calculations were so precise that if Eves couldn't dodge his throat, he would be stabbed.

"Bell~~." However, the warhammer on Yves' prosthetic leg blocked the blade. If it is only an opponent with a sword in one hand, I am afraid that it will be plotted by the death knight Balk.

"Damn it." The death knight Balk cursed with some annoyance, and the surrounding Danish cavalry and the Bavarian knights scuffled, but the cavalry at this time still adhered to the custom of catching and killing.

"It's dangerous. Damn guys. Yves was also annoyed. Originally, I wanted to duel with the death knight Balk like a knight, but I didn't expect Balk to be so insidious, and since this is the case, Yves no longer insists on following the rules of knighthood.

At this time, the horn of the whole army of Mecklenburg to attack sounded, and Yves also understood that it was time to end this battle of wills, and the Duke of Bavaria actually understood that he could not keep the Mecklenburgers, but he couldn't swallow the evil anger in his heart, so he had to fight with the Mecklenburgers. To give an explanation to the nobles in the country, in the final analysis, it is just a battle of will.

"Mecklenburg pikemen. Offensive~~~. ”

"Mecklenburg Swordsman Charge~~."

At the sound of the trumpet, the main force of the Mecklenburgers began to move, and the veterans of the pikemen turned to the front, and these experienced veterans combined with melee weapons, and the veterans with spears formed a system of long-range and melee combat with swordsmen and soldiers with combat hoes.

"Oh, hmm~~." A Bavarian knight was wielding a sword left and right, but several spear veterans rushed up, they stabbed the super long spear obliquely upward, and did not directly stab the knight, the knight's crotch under the neighing of the horse stood up, and the Bavarian knight on his back fell to the ground, fortunately the soil and grass on the ground were softer, although the knight fell on the ground, but he was not injured but also dizzy.

"Bell~~." However, the Bavarian knight was clumsily trying to stand up, but his companions were already fighting each other, and there was no time to pay attention to his own companions.

The Mecklenburg soldiers armed with short swords and battle hoes rushed up first, and they swarmed up and struck the knight's body, although the heavy chain mail could protect the knight, but when the Mecklenburg soldiers put their sharp short swords through the gap in their helmets, and the terrible armor-piercing power of the sharp-beaked combat hoe, the Bavarian knights finally gave up.

"Surrender, I am willing to pay the ransom, I demand surrender." The Bavarian knight opened his arms, gave up all resistance, and spoke loudly to the Mecklenburg soldiers.

In the end, the battle ended with the capture of ten Bavarian knights on the Mecklenburg side, and when he found that his knights were captured, the Duke of Bavaria had to issue a request for an armistice.

"We have made peace in this battle, but the hatred of Mecklenburg's attack on Bavaria is not over." The Duke of Bavaria said viciously to Arold during the peace talks.

"No problem, if the Duke wants to fight, Mecklenburg can accompany him at any time!" Arold only smiled slightly, after receiving the ransom from the Bavarian knight, Arold was in a very good mood.

"Boy, I'm looking forward to fighting you, too." As he left, Count Yves said to the Death Knight Balk.

"Hmph." The Death Knight Balk snorted coldly, but he endured the pain in his wrist, which had been wounded by the warhammer of Count Ive's prosthetic leg.

"Eve, let's go!" Arold turned and mounted his horse, he turned his horse's head to the north, and the Mecklenburg legionnaires pushed the captured Bavarian knights, confiscated their armor, weapons, and horses, and released them all, but in the middle of the two armies a group of knights in linen shirts looked extremely embarrassed on the Bavarian side.

"Hahaha." The Mecklenburg soldier couldn't help but laugh when he looked at the unarmored Bavarian knight, and the Bavarian duke's angry teeth cracked, but in the absence of a victory in the army, he could only endure for the time being, because the Bavarian duke knew that another battle awaited Arold.

"Let's go, it's time to go home." Arold commanded his legion with ease.

"Oh, that's great." The Mecklenburg soldiers, who had long been unable to hold back their homesickness, shouted happily.

While the Mecklenburg regiment returned to its homeland, Arold sent people on horseback to inform the royal family of Saxony of what had happened, after all, Arold was conducting military operations under the orders of the royal family.

Prince Otto knelt on a cushion, his hands clasped together and holding a delicate rosary in his hand, a small cross hanging from his chest, the prince's elbow resting on the confessional table, and the crucifix in front of him came to life on the altar, as if bearing all the suffering of the world.

"Your Royal Highness." The Bishop of Mainz came up behind Prince Otto and whispered to Prince Otto, even the slightest sound could become particularly harsh in this silent and mysterious environment.

"Bishop?" Prince Otto bowed his head slightly, but his kneeling confession did not change.

"His Majesty's illness is serious again." Bishop Mainz said to Prince Otto.

"Got it." Prince Otto turned his head and looked up at the crucifix, he stretched out his hand and made a cross, then stood up.

"It's all ~~." Two important figures of the kingdom walked through the court, and their footsteps sounded in the corridor, and between the pillars stood the palace guards with halberds, and the attendants who passed through the corridor hurriedly bowed to them.

"Your Royal Highness, you should have prepared early." The Bishop of Mainz kept his voice as low as he could, and cautiously advised Prince Otto.

"His Majesty is still alive, and it is too early to talk about this." Prince Otto frowned and said in his heart. (To be continued......)