Arold rode on his mount, and when he passed the city gate, he lowered his head slightly, and the top of the narrow city gate still rubbed his hat, but Arold did not feel these details at this time, and his mind was constantly deducing the upcoming war, which was different from the previous battles with Slavic tribes and other foreign peoples, and was an all-out political, military, and influence contest.

In fact, the influence of the Duke of Bavaria can be seen from within the royal court, even King Henry, who is more defensive of the Duke of Bavaria, has to use more Bavarian nobles in his court, on the one hand, in order to balance the rights of the nobles, on the other hand, it also shows that the nobles of the Duchy of Bavaria are indeed very good.

"What exactly is the fighting power of the Bavarians? It must be investigated. Arold tightened his grip on the reins, and he slammed his heel on the horse's belly, and the mount neighed off into the distance, followed by the Mecklenburg cavalry.

"Prince Regent Otto has handed over the investigation to the Duchy of Mecklenburg, and the palace minister is not good." A member of the royal court stood on the main tower with the courtier, silently watching the Duke of Mecklenburg and his cavalry leave.

"Investigate, hehe, the Duke of Mecklenburg bewitched the young Prince Otto, but that's fine." Gong Xiang stroked his necklace, and he said disdainfully.

"How?"

"Let Prince Otto suffer a little, and he will understand that Bavaria is not so easy to mess with, and he will know that our advice is good." The palace minister gloated and said that the palace minister thought that it was not a good sign for Prince Otto to not obey his advice, and that a monarch who was too conceited needed a certain amount of frustration in order to enhance the role of advisers and courtiers.

"So do we need to remind the Duke of Bavaria?"

"Well, it's better to let the Duke of Bavaria owe me a favor." Gong Xiang tidied up his big hair. His family also had a large estate in the Duchy of Bavaria, and many of his relatives were also Bavarian nobles.

The Duke of Bavaria soon learned from the court of Arlod that Arold might be unfavorable to him, but the Duke of Bavaria really didn't take this new hillbilly Duke seriously, even if it would take some time to attack the Duchy of Bavaria from Mecklenburg, not to mention that the Duke of Bavaria was very confident in his army.

"Stupid Mecklenburgers, they really think they have the right to investigate. We're going to let them dictate? Balk, the death knight, stood in front of the Duke of Bavaria and said with the same disdain.

"I'm not worried about the Mecklenburgers, haven't you gotten the whereabouts of Duke Mason yet?" The Duke of Bavaria said to Balk.

"My people are still looking, but that damn little white face is like a rat hiding in the sewers, and I suspect that some Bavarians are helping him." Balk said tactfully to the duke.

"Duke Mason must be caught, I know what you want to say, but you can't hurt Eberhard." Only the Duke of Bavaria's son Eberhard can save Duke Mason from the Duchy of Bavaria's ability to save Duke Mason under the nose of the Death Knight Balke.

"It's the Duke." Balk reluctantly bowed to the Duke and left. As a knight of the Duke, his mission is to accomplish his mission.

Duke Mason sat at a shabby wooden table, with a bowl of sticky oatmeal in front of him, and in order to avoid the search of the Duke of Bavaria, Eberhard's men had tried to find some food from the country farmhouse without touching the search troops, which of course was heaven and earth compared to what Duke Mason usually ate.

"Hey." Duke Mason grimaced as he put down the wooden spoon, the sticky oatmeal made him feel like a pile of snot that he couldn't swallow at all.

"Your Excellency. Please don't wander around, Balk's soldiers are everywhere trying to capture you. We must proceed with caution. Eberhard's men said to Duke Mason.

"When will I return to the Duchy of Mason?" Abel the Duke of Mason said anxiously that life here was terrible, the food and hygiene were too far behind, and even the farmhouse where he lived was ventilated on all sides, and the cold night made him shiver.

"Lord Eberhard's father has sealed the border, and we will be discovered before we get close to the border. Please be patient, Lord Eberhard will figure it out. ”

"I'm going crazy here, I might as well die in the forest." Duke Mason held his head and sat on the hard wooden bed, the hay on which rustled.

Although Lord Eberhard wants to protect Duke Mason. But in fact, for Duke Mason, this protection is like a prison, he can't casually leave the soldier's sight, and there are many inconveniences in life, he doesn't know how long he can survive, when the moon is in the sky, Duke Mason curls up against the cold wall, looking up at the moon in the sky, he hopes that someone can come and take him out of this embarrassing predicament.

In the open space outside Mecklenburg, two armies were facing each other murderously, one side was the Teutonic Knights led by Yves, and the other side was the Mecklenburg Army led by Baron Ron.

"Lord Duke, I'm ready." The personal attendant reports to Arrod.

"Yes, let's get started." Arold put down the single-hole telescope in his hand, he raised his hand and waved it downward, and the knight holding the flag of the Duke of Mecklenburg next to Arold immediately waved the flag in his hand vigorously.

"Here we go."

"Here we go." The Earl of Yves and Baron Ron kept an eye on the flag, and when it was waved, they immediately gave orders to their soldiers.

"Lord Duke, the Teutonic Knights have put on a duel." Brother Elvet stood on Arrod's left, he tucked his hand into his wide sleeve, this was a military exercise presided over by Arold, the purpose was to test the military strength of Mecklenburg, the soldiers on both sides used weapons such as wooden sticks, at first the courtiers of Mecklenburg thought it was a child's play, after all, no one had ever heard of a war and a drill.

"After all, the strength of the Teutonic Knights is above that of the Mecklenburg Legion." Dylan. Matt stood to Arold's right, and because he was hunchbacked, a servant held him on his shoulder, allowing him to see the whole picture.

"The Teutonic Knights will surely win." Brother Elvet said as he looked at the Teutonic knight, who was imposing, and had high personal combat skills and morale.

"Not necessarily, the Mecklenburg Legion has a lot of combat experience, and there are many veterans of the battlefield." Dylan. Matt looked at the rock-solid Mecklenburg Regiment and said to Brother Elvet.

"Two of my most important courtiers are supporting the Mecklenburg Legion and the Teutonic Knights, well, or you two will make a bet." Arold rode on his horse and said to the two courtiers with a smile.

"Well, that's a good idea." Brother Elvet was also interested, and he pulled out his purse and rushed at Dylan. Matt's demonstration was upside down, if only Dylan could be made. Matt out of a little blood, Brother Elvet will definitely approve of it.

"It's a deal." Dylan. Matt didn't show weakness either, he looked intently at the Mecklenburg Legion, for Baron Ron's command ability Dylan. Matt is still very confident.

"Teutonic knights, let them know who is the strongest legion in Mecklenburg." Count Yves was brave and rude by nature, and he raised his right hand prosthetic leg with a gavel in his hand, and shouted loudly to the proud Teutonic knights.

"Roar~~~." The Teutonic knights, who came from an elite class and had to train and eliminate devilishly to become a part of the Teutonic Order, were much smaller in number than the Mecklenburg Legion, but they were energetic and fearless, willing to put their lives on the line for the sake of collective honor. (To be continued......)

PS: Erliang has just arrived at the new work unit, things are particularly busy, I hope you can understand, once again thank you for the readers who have been supporting this book and Erliang, with your support to make Erliang persist until now.