After the crime was announced, Kang Tuoyi was hanged in public, and his body swayed in the wind as the Slavs bowed their heads, and an era finally passed, and Lord Bilis re-ruled Watergast, but those who knew a little bit knew that it was the Germanic nobleman Arrod who really ruled Watergast, and that Billis was already like a candle in the wind.

"Yve, you lead the Teutonic knights to garrison the inner city first, and you must firmly hold Bilis in your hands." After dealing with Kang Tuoyi, Arrod finally breathed a sigh of relief, and he made the next arrangement.

"I'm fine, but aren't you going to take the Teutonic knights with you, Arold? Know that the Pomeranians you are about to face are five thousand. Standing next to Kang Tuoyi's corpse, Yves and Arold said that Kang Tuoyi, as a nobleman, should have enjoyed the punishment of beheading, but when he was declared a series of treason charges by Arold, he could only be hanged like a thief and let his body dry in the open space of the main tower.

"Don't worry, I have my own ideas." Arold smiled and patted his brother on the back, if he had looked into Yve's eyes before, he would have joked about this little surviving blood relative, but now he always felt a trace of embarrassment, and unconsciously avoided Yve's gaze.

"Well, I'll help you keep Watergast." Yves touched his chin and nodded in agreement.

"Ahem, that's it." @阿若德耸耸肩膀故作放松的准备转身向主塔楼走去, but at this moment Yve's voice sounded from behind him.

"Arold, you know? Why would a battle-hardened warrior live longer on the battlefield than anyone else? Yves said to Arrod's back.

"Huh?" Arrod was stunned, he turned around, and looked at his brother, Count Yves, in bewilderment.

"It's because they have an animal-like instinct, an instinct to sense a subtle aura of danger, and no aura of danger escapes their intuition." Yves reached out his finger and tapped the tip of his nose to Arrod.

"Yve, I~~~." Arrod's heart is like an overturned five-flavor bottle, with all kinds of flavors. For a moment, he was speechless, he opened his mouth to explain something to Yifu, but he couldn't say it.

"You don't need to explain, my brother, as the two remaining men of the Wendell family, you only need to know one thing. That is, I will always support you. Yves laughed roughly, and his laughter startled the two crows that had landed on the gallows, and then he stepped forward and hugged Arrod fiercely, and then let go of Arrod and strode away.

"Whew~~~~." Arold stood under the gallows in a daze, looking at the body of Kang Tuoyi, who was swaying, and exhaled softly, his heart finally let go, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a real smile.

In order to return to Mecklenburg to fight the Pomeranians who invaded his territory, Arold led all the armies except the Teutonic Knights. The Slavic army in Watergastburg was disbanded and sent home, because Arold did not trust these people at all, and it would have been fatal for Arold to defect or send news to the Pomeranians before the war.

"Quick, order the soldiers to run, we must return to Mecklenburg as best we can." After a day's rest, Arold urged his soldiers to embark on the journey back to Mecklenburg, which at last would be quicker as they came. However, in this era, the rapid march is a test of discipline and morale of soldiers.

"Lord Earl, it's not okay to march in such a hurry. There will be people who can't keep up with the line. Colonel Andrew said to Arrod.

"It's okay, the people who are left behind will catch up later." Arold said anxiously to Andrew.

"I'm afraid that when we return to Mecklenburg, we'll probably have less than two-thirds of our men left." Colonel Andrew looked at the panting soldiers running on the muddy road, these soldiers had calmed down after the war, but the rapid march was a different matter.

"Just march at this pace." Arold rode his horse and watched the soldiers running desperately with spears on their backs, panting with their bags and armor on their backs. Occasionally, someone looked up with a look full of complaints, and they didn't know what was going on.

"Huhuhu, this bastard Count is crazy." The captain of the Barron mercenaries gasped as he let two mercenaries carry his armor and weapons for him, but even then he felt overwhelmed by the rapid march. If it weren't for the fact that Arold hadn't paid his honorarium, these mercenaries would have left the team long ago.

The rapid march of the Mecklenburg Legion did leave many behind, but with the help of some old German mercenaries, many of the soldiers who camped along the road at night returned to the camp, limping to the camp with their long weapons as crutches. At this time, a bonfire had been set up in the camp, and bacon broth was boiling in the iron tong pot of the march, and Arold knew that food was a good way to boost morale, anyway, a lot of loot was captured in Fort Watergast, and now it was all put into the tong pot and cooked, of course it tasted strange but it was very useful for restoring the body.

"It's too reluctant, I understand your anxiety, Lord Earl, but we can't let the soldiers fatigue the battle." Baron Ron was also in the tent at this time, and said to Arrod.

"Lord Earl, my body is so weak that I fear that they will scatter when I pass through Willle." Even Arjod's ally, Madam Marty, objected.

"Smack." Suddenly, Arold pulled out his sword and slashed it at the wooden stool, and the sharp sword split the wooden stool in half, and his expression became hideous and terrifying.

"Earl, Earl." Seeing Arrod's sudden frenzy, the allies and generals in the tent looked at him in surprise, Arold has always given the impression of being calm and wise, and rarely has such a fierce relationship.

"My homeland of Mecklenburg is under siege by the Pomeranians, my pregnant wife is in the castle, I have no idea if she lives or dies, there is nothing more shameful as being a lord than not being able to defend his castle and his wife." Arrod's chest rose and fell violently, and the chain mail on his body creaked, and he faced his allies and generals in the tent, his eyes sweeping over their bodies one by one.

"Hmm." The person who was swept by Arold's gaze unconsciously lowered his head, and after conquering Watergast and hanging Kang Tuoyi, Arold's authority continued to rise, and victory nourished his majesty.

"Rest assured, Lord Count, Wille is your staunch ally, and we will help you defeat the Grand Chief of Pomerania." Ms. Marty said to Arold sincerely.

"Thank you, Ms. Marty, don't worry, I won't treat my friend badly." Arjod said with a slight bow to Lady Marty, then asked one of the attendants to bring out a bag full of coins and give it to Lady Marty to treat her soldiers.

"Lord Count, we will fight the Pomeranians to the death." After seeing the statement of Weller's allies, Baron Ron and others also hurriedly swore an oath.

"Very well, as long as we are united, we can defeat the Pomeranian brutes." Arrod nodded with satisfaction, and in order to boost the morale of the soldiers, he strode out of his tent, and Baron Ron and the others hurriedly followed him.

"Lord Count."

"Lord Count." The soldiers sitting around the campfire saw Arold quickly stand up, Arold walked among them and looked at the young soldiers with a smile on his face, and when his own earl came to his side, the soldiers were excited.

"Soldiers, I know you are very tired, but recall that at the Battle of Watergast, at first no one would have thought that we would be able to take the fortified castle, but we defeated the Watergasts and conquered this pagan land." Arold walked over to a large rock, on which he stood and shouted to the soldiers around him.

"That's right." The soldiers were attracted by Arold's words, and the common battle and victory always enhanced their sense of honor, not to mention that the Battle of Watergast was an important battle for them to transform from recruits to veterans, and it was a heroic story that they could sit in front of the fireplace and tell to their children and grandchildren when they were old.

"The locust-like arrows, and the sharp and terrible battle axes of the Slavs, I am afraid that they will be terrible to think about in the middle of the night, but are we timid? No, instead of holding on to our weapons, we fought side by side with our brethren and were victorious, and my brethren soldiers, if we put aside our bloodlines, we are more closely connected to each other than any other bloodline after the war. Arold exclaimed, his infectious voice striking the soldiers, who looked up at their military leader.

"Crackle~~~." The firewood in the campfire made a crisp sound, and the soldiers of Mecklenburg listened to Arrod's speech with bated breath, and even the blood boiled at Arold's words, and the fatigue caused by the rapid march during the day seemed to be nothing.

"I, Count of Mecklenburg, Arrod. Wendell will work with you to overcome the next obstacle and enemy, and take advantage of our attack on Watergast to besiege the Grand Pomeranian Chief of Mecklenburg like a cowardly thief, and we will surely defeat this cowardly heretic, and go to liberate our homeland and save our families from the threat of the infidels. ”

"Oh oh oh ~~~~." The soldiers of Mecklenburg roared loudly, shaking their spears desperately and striking the hilts of their swords with a clanging noise. (To be continued......) R1292