Gibran took the whirlwind cannons presented by Arold, these whirlwind cannons were disassembled and loaded on the baggage and pulled by the pack horse, looking at the convoy that was gradually moving away, Ou En who rushed back from the smelting base stood by Arold's side and was a little puzzled, even if he was a master who only focused on the technique, he also knew who had mastered the weapon of the whirlwind cannon, who had a huge advantage in the siege war, and Arold gave it to the royal family so easily, this price is not a bit too big.

"Don't worry, this light throwing weapon is just my early test, you haven't seen what a real siege machine looks like?" Arold seemed to see Orne's doubts, he smiled and stood on the city wall, looking at Gibran and the convoy walking on the cobblestone path, Gibran seemed to see Arold standing on the wall, he quickly turned his horse's head, took off his hat on the horse and saluted Arrode, and then returned to the convoy.

"Is there anything more powerful than a whirlwind cannon?" Orn looked at Arrod's face curiously, the young earl always had unexpected ideas, and once these ideas became a reality, they would bring infinite shock to those around him.

"That's right, is the progress of smelting base weapons still going well?" Arold turned and walked down the ramparts, and Orn hurried after him, talking as they went, followed by two squires and two spearmen in leather armor.

"Except for the fact that the charcoal costs too much, the rest is relatively smooth." Orn was responsible for the manufacture of the armor and weapons of the Mecklenburg army, and the Wildwind Iron Kiln used the wind to smelt excellent iron. Of course, this is also due to the relatively pure iron ore of Europa itself, and under the guidance of Arrod, the water conservancy forge made by using the force generated by the flow of the river has also been successful, this kind of fit between the wooden gears, the resulting rotating force will lift a row of three iron hammers at the same time and smash them on the iron felt, and gradually hammer the red-hot iron into the shape of the blacksmith's mind, but because there is no suitable steel, the gears made of wood are very easy to damage, but even this saves a lot of manpower and increases the output in the forge.

"Don't worry. I've handed over the fuel matter to the Chamber of Commerce in the town of Visma. They will bring us enough incendiary material. One more thing, I told you about the flow operation method, you can also try it with Master Newman. "In order to improve the productivity of weapons and armor, Arrod can be described as racking his brains and trying his best. In fact, the assembly line operation method has appeared in ancient times. The Great Qin Empire in the East. The weapons of the Roman Empire in the West were all products of this system. It's just that after Western Europe entered the medieval era, the guild system prevailed in the world, and it took the way of masters leading apprentices. Although this can produce excellent masters, it also limits large-scale productivity.

"Yes, we divide the apprentices into several levels, the beginner starts with a single part, the intermediate one has access to a certain amount of skill, and the most advanced apprentice is carefully taught the art of iron and fire." Orn thinks Arold's method is good for increasing the speed of crafting armor weapons, but if an apprentice can only make leather straps for the rest of his life, then he will not be a good armor-making expert in his lifetime.

"Okay, you and Newman can arrange this matter yourself, all I want is quality and quantity, through the communication with Lord Gibran, I feel that the conflict between the royal family and the local dukes will deepen day by day, maybe in addition to dealing with the Slavs in the near future, we may also be involved in the internal struggle of the nobles, so I need a lot of weapons and armor to arm my people." Thinking of the several conversations with Gibran, Arold couldn't help but be a little worried, as the royal family with the highest authority could not command those tribal dukes, Arold, who has thousands of years of historical knowledge, but he knows very well what happens when the power of the local area is greater than that of the center.

"Will there be a war?" Ernn listened to Arold's words, his face also turned a little pale, he grabbed the corner of his clothes worriedly, in the war, the war will destroy all the good things of mankind, revealing the deepest ugliness and darkness of mankind.

"Don't worry, after all, we are on the edge of the empire, and even if there is a war, it is impossible to get us involved quickly, and I am determined to be vassaled to Duke Mason, so there is something Duke Mason can do for us." Arold stopped, put his hand on Orn's back, and comforted the master blacksmith.

"Are you finally determined to serve Duke Mason as monarch?" Orn asked curiously.

"Yes, my father has brought a letter telling me that Duke Mason intends to marry his daughter to me, on the condition of my allegiance." Arrod smacked his lips, he knew that the news brought by Baron Wendell was a kind of advice in itself, advising himself to be a vassal to Duke Mason, after all, the old baron had served the Herman family all his life, and emotionally speaking, it was normal for him to hope that his son would choose Duke Mason, and Duke Mason was even going to marry his precious daughter, and if he refused, wouldn't it be a crime to the end.

"But are you still hesitant?" Orn felt that this was a gold coin falling from the sky, and marrying Duke Mason was something that many nobles dreamed of, and once he succeeded, he would immediately become one of the great nobles in the empire, and his family would become one of the most influential families.

"I~~." Arrod didn't know what to say, this princess Josie he was not familiar with, if he was a native of the medieval aristocracy then this marriage was really perfect, but his soul came from the 21st century and he was a little unable to accept a political marriage, but reason told him that this was his best chance, which was also the reason for Baron Wendell's eager letter from his father, almost at this time most people saw that Arold had a bright future.

After saying goodbye to Orn, Arold returned to his bedroom, where he rejected all visitors, paced back and forth like a lion in a cage, and in his irritability he sat down on his large wooden bed, and bent down to drag out a wooden box, and when he opened the heavy wooden box made of cedar, there were some of his clothes, and under the clothes lay a handkerchief, which was a woman's handkerchief, and on it was finely embroidered with some patterns, all of which were flowers and plants that women liked. Looking at this handkerchief, Arold's mind seemed to return to the moment when he was attacked on the way to Fort Lida, and the pattern on this handkerchief revealed the relationship with the Herman family.

"Should I marry someone I like, not a princess, or should I marry a princess who doesn't know how to be beautiful or ugly for the sake of the family." Arold clutched the handkerchief, lying on the bed tormented by this question, he needed marriage, not only because he needed to continue his bloodline in order to inherit the county of Mecklenburg, but also because of his current social status, as an earl of the county, if there was no family and children, then those who fought bravely by his side would have insecurity, even if it was not for himself he had to choose the right woman to marry.

"Harvey, it can't be, not only because she's a lowly commoner, but she doesn't seem to have any intention of starting a family, she's like a she-leopard growing up in the forest, and no one can tame it. Shirley, O Goddess, why can't you give up your faith? Arold painfully counted the women beside him in his heart, but the only thing he could accept was the girl who fed the water by the stream, but when she was unconscious, she didn't even know what she looked like, and the only clue was the handkerchief in her hand, and this handkerchief showed that she was a woman from the Herman family.

"By the way, since it's from the Herman family, it's easy to do, I just need to marry her, and I believe Duke Mason won't refuse the same marriage." Arold suddenly figured out this problem, he sat up and strode to the window, he pushed open the wooden fan of the window, and shouted loudly outside the window to vent the boredom in his heart, and heard the roar above the tower, the guards thought something was wrong, they quickly walked to the bottom of the tower with halberds and spears in hand, and when they looked up and saw Arold standing at the mouth of the window, they knew that the voice came from their own monarch, so they quickly bowed their heads to Arold and returned to their posts.

Soon after Baron Wendell's letter came, Duke Mason's messenger also came to Arold's castle and formally proposed a marriage contract to Arold, but Arold neither refused nor agreed, he took out a female handkerchief embroidered with the coat of arms of the Hermann family, and handed it to Duke Mason's messenger, telling him to find the owner of the handkerchief before he was willing to talk about the marriage contract.

The messenger who took the handkerchief felt confused, but he did not dare to slack off, after all, at this time Arold had already controlled the princes of a county, the envoy had to leave Arold and re-embarked on the road back to the Duchy of Mason, after several days of bumpy journey, he finally arrived at the capital of the Duchy of Mason, when he entered the court of the Duke of Mason and told the Duke what had happened, the Duke of Mason was furious.

"This kid who hasn't grown all the hair dares to fool me, I married my most precious daughter to him, and he actually treated me like this." Duke Mason blew his beard angrily, slammed the female handkerchief in his hand to the ground, and cursed, his roar echoing through the empty hall, and the servants standing between the stone pillars were afraid to speak.

"What's wrong with my father?" Only Josie, the daughter of Duke Mason, could restrain his anger, and the beautiful princess had been waiting for the messenger's reply, but she had heard her father's roar.

"See for yourself, he is looking for the owner of this handkerchief." Duke Mason snorted angrily and sat on the wooden chair, pointing his finger at the handkerchief on the ground, Princess Josie hurriedly carried her skirt to the front, when she bent her knees and picked up the handkerchief, she felt that this handkerchief was very familiar, and couldn't help but exclaim, isn't this the handkerchief that she was attacked on the way to Fort Lida, and helped Arold wipe her wounds? The embroidery on this is only half embroidered by itself.

"I see, please give me the handkerchief, I understand what Lord Count Arrod means." Josie said to the inexplicable Duke Mason with a happy brow, and then took the handkerchief and flew back to his bedroom, picked up the silver thread and needle, and tattooed a line on the handkerchief, which read, "In the fragrant courtyard, by the clear stream, the lover is like this." (To be continued......)