Surrounded by soldiers, Arold entered the complex castle, Mecklenburg Castle has been built since ancient times to defend against the barbaric Vikings of the north, and its history can even be traced back to the time of Charlemagne, one of the fortresses that Charlemagne ordered the local dukes to build in order to restrain the tall blonde and blue-eyed Norsemen from moving south, and after many years of construction and repairs, it finally became a castle that could be defended even if it was breached.

The low city gate forced the riders to bend down and attach themselves to the horseback in order to pass through the low city gate, the Swiss mercenaries were armed with spears to guard the left and right of Arold, although the special combat team cleared the guards in the castle, but who knows if there are still remnants of the enemy in the strange castle waiting for an opportunity to attack, along the way they saw the corpses of the Slavic guards who fell to the ground, these corpses simply became road signs, marking the direction of the special combat team's attack, following the road signs paved by these corpses, They walked into the square in front of the castle tower, saying that the square was completely different from the later concept, just a small open space, and that the stables and other buildings attached to the two rows of towers made the square into the tower take on the shape of a flare, and even the most attacking soldiers would be forced to make an effective attack only by the first two rows because of the terrain.

"Four-story tower, damn it." Arold looked up at the four-story tower, the top four corners of the tower were extended defensive battlements, the whole tower was made of solid stone, each floor of the tower had five windows on the perimeter of the tower, the windows were usually the light of the room, and when the war came, the wooden baffles on the windows were the archers' shooting holes. Now in front of the crowded tower, archers rained down on Arrod's soldiers, who were so high above all other buildings that they were almost in a passive position.

"I didn't expect that even the buildings inside are as solid as a rock, and Lord Earl must prepare to hit the goal." Julian raised his shield to block a stray arrow that flew towards Arrod, and they crowded here like prey in a trap, the tower's gate was equally sturdy and historic, covered with iron nails and iron sheets, and only a few dozen strong soldiers carrying the striking wood could break the gate.

"Just do it." Arjod shook his head. He frowned and looked at the tower. He was feeling terrible now, like a new groom in the cave house, and he was not allowed to enter in the face of a hot and beautiful bride, but fortunately he had more soldiers.

Soon. A stake strong enough was sent into the castle. Dozens of able-bodied soldiers carried the stakes. Rushing to the tower gate under the cover of the shields raised by the light infantry, dozens of medium infantry from the town of Vismar, dressed in leather armor and iron helmets, braved locust-like arrows overhead. They approached the gate with their arms carrying the bumper wood, and once in place they screamed and banged on the gate.

"Ping-pong, ping-pong, ping-pong." The wood slammed against the door, which shook and crackled with a terrible crackling sound, as if the seemingly impregnable gate was about to shatter in the next moment.

"Raise your shield higher." The archers on the tower also noticed the attempt of Arrod's soldiers, and they quickly leaned out of the window and bent their bows to shoot arrows, but like any other defense, there was always a dead spot directly below them, and the arrows were skewed and weak, and the armor and shields of the medium infantry from the town of Visma were useless.

"Earl, victory will be ours in the end." Julian saw the medium infantry from the town of Visma slamming the tower's door to the crumbling ground, as if he had seen the frightened faces of the Slavic nobles hiding behind the tower's door the moment it fell.

"I was careless, I didn't expect that after entering the castle easily, I would be resisted at the backmost tower, and the casualties this time were completely the result of my carelessness." Although now it seems that the fruits of victory have been plucked, but Arold thinks of something else, most of the generals of his army are from the civilian class, some of them are farmers, some are citizens, except for the mercenary John Burr of the professional army, only Julian, the illegitimate son of half of the noble blood, that is, Arold believes that everyone is equal, but the nobles of this era do have a lot of professional skills and experience, which is why there are a large number of knightly children in the army of Duke Mason, They have a wealth of military experience inherited from their parents, so they can be said to be well-informed, and they will not easily make wrong decisions after being frustrated, and can even make suggestions when the commander is careless.

"I'm sorry Lord Count, the structure of Mecklenburg Castle is so complicated that little is known even from the villages near the castle." Julian heard the frustration in Arrod's tone, which made him embarrassed as Arrod's personal attendant, and secretly determined to sharpen himself to become Arold's real help.

"I'm not targeting you Julian, you've helped me many times, and I'll keep this friendship in mind, Haluha, after taking Mecklenburg Castle and becoming the real Count of Mecklenburg, I'll canonize you as my first knight." Seeing Julian's gradually dimming expression, Arold knew that his words had hurt his pride, and hurriedly patted him on the shoulder and said to Julian.

"Oh? Is this, is this true? Julian was astonished to become the first knight to be knighted under Arold rule over Mecklenburg, a great honor that would make him boast to future generations.

"Of course." Arrodha Da Lang smiled and nodded, on the tense battlefield, the two of them talked about the knight's canonization leisurely, it can be seen that in everyone's opinion, the breakthrough of this tower is simply a matter of time, but at this moment, two Slavic guards suddenly appeared from the top floor of the tower, they wore Slav high fur hats, leather armor, and a short sword at their waists, it can be seen that such equipment should belong to the warriors of the elite class, the two of them carried a tong pot, and the two of them glanced down, Then pour the juice mixed with the feces and boiling water in the tongs pan down to the bottom of the tongs.

"Ahh The Medium Infantry of Visma Town, who were carrying the door, let out a terrible howl, and the crashing wood used to attack the tower gate was dropped, and the faces of the infantry were so red that the skin of the burned place quickly fell off, and more than half of the dozens of medium infantry who hit the tower gate fell.

"God, they still have this hand." Arold and Julian were dumbfounded, this device of boiling water or even molten iron in a tong pot is usually placed on the city wall, but they didn't expect it to be placed directly above the tower.

There were four pots at the top of the tower, and the Slavic guards were piling up firewood to boil them, and when the juice in the pots was tumbling, they were carried up and poured downward, forcing Arold's soldiers to no longer get close to the gate, and the Slavic nobleman who commanded on the side, without armor, opened the collar of his linen shirt, revealing his thick black curly chest hair, and held an iron sword in one hand and a leather bag in the other, which was filled with wine.

"Quick, scald those damned infidels." The Slavic nobleman said drunkenly, his family has been a squire here a long time ago, and after several generations of struggle, he became a vassal of the great chief of Mecklenburg, but this does not affect his pride in his family, as a vassal of a vassal, his family has always served his leader loyally, and believes that under the blessing of the gods, the family will gradually prosper, but he did not expect that in just a few months, he and his family will end up surrounded by infidels, Although he bitterly advised the chiefs he served not to perform the so-called feast of the gods, which would have angered the peasants almost near the capital of Mecklenburg, but to mobilize the peasants of the countryside against the invasion of the pagan Germans.

"We just need to serve the gods with all our hearts, and the gods will bless us." But the leader he served, a fanatical religious, refuted his rational advice with an almost roaring voice, and instead had the Lomwa priests perform the ritual which was notorious in Slavic poetry, and as he had expected, the enraged peasants threw themselves on the side of the invading Germans.

Even so, he did not give up his advice to his chief, Mecklenburg Castle is a historic castle, there are strong stone walls on the outside, it is difficult to insert a sword into the gaps between the stones, the complex internal structure can divide and surround the incoming enemy, the arrow tower corner tower of the independent defense system can hunt the enemy like an animal, as long as the Mecklenburg Castle is held for three or four years, it will be no problem, and then the farmers who follow the Germans will definitely choose the object of support again, After all, they were natives of the squire and aristocrats, and they shared the same religious beliefs.

However, even this suggestion was rejected, and his leader was bent on waiting for the gods to come and drive away the hateful Germans, and the only thing the leader did right was to release the terrible hungry bear in the castle, and if the enemy was scared away, this strategy was also considered superior, although the leader only wanted to please the gods through the blood of the bear, but he did not expect that the cunning Germanic people actually found the bear catcher, and the bear catcher wearing a bear-proof hedgehog costume quickly subdued the bear, If it weren't for the guards he arranged to block the Germanic attack within the dark walls, I believe he would have fought the Germans under this tower long ago. (To be continued......)