"You're saying my territory has been taken over by that damn Dirman nobleman?"

Chief Dortmund looked viciously at the scouts he had sent out and returned, his eyes turning bloodshot.

"Chief, the castle has been replaced with the flag of the Dillmans, I asked the nearby serfs, and it is indeed ......"

"Get out!" Chief Dortmund slapped the trembling scout in the face, and the scout was in pain, but he didn't dare to look at Chief Dortmund, he knew that the current chief was in a state of rage.

Looking at the back of the scout leaving, Chief Dortmund forced himself to calm down, after all, he did not guarantee that he would kill some people if he continued like this.

"You've been tricked by my second brother." Chief Normaburg snorted coldly, and looked at Chief Dortmund with an unkind face, if it weren't for Chief Dortmund's insistence, things would not have come to this point.

"Are you accusing me?" Chief Dortmund licked his lips, his eyes like poisonous snakes, staring at Chief Normaburg.

He has basically been the leader all these years, and the chief of Fort Norma generally does not dare to disagree with him, but this time it is clear that he is going to be disappointed.

"Isn't that possible? Great and honorable Chief Dortmund, you have lost your castle because of your arrogance! "Chief Normaburg is not afraid.

Chief Dortmund smacked his lips, his chest heaving violently, and he felt a deep malice from the other side.

But at the moment he was suppressed, he knew that he was now in an extremely dangerous situation, without Dortmund Castle, he could no longer gain a foothold in Dortmund, he could not rule this county, he was now like a rootless pinch!

And it is clear that a chieftain who has lost his territory will not be able to gain the support of his warriors and soldiers, and even his allies will look down on him, and it has not yet been reflected much, once there is no place to supply because the food is used up, that is when the army mutinies.

"My army is still there!" Chief Dortmund roared, he knew he had reached the most dangerous time.

"It's because your army is still there that you can stand here now!" The chief of Fort Norma gave him no face.

Chief Dortmund knew that he was wrong, very wrong, he had always thought that Chief Normaburg was a coward, a coward who had to rely on himself and be controlled by himself, but now he ......

"Very good...... Very good...... You are indeed a Flo! Chief Dortmund uttered these words almost through gritted teeth.

"The law of the jungle eats the strong, this is the nature of the Flo people, the strong have everything, and the weak lose everything." Chief Normaburg only felt extremely comfortable now, and it was not a good thing to be pressed by Chief Dortmund all this time.

"Help me retake Dortmund Castle!" Chief Dortmund pleaded with red eyes.

He knew that he could not take the castle back alone, and although he didn't know how many troops Karl had brought into it, the army that could take Dortmund Castle should not be too bad, and now his army was ...... Casualties aside, the low morale was imprinted on almost every soldier's face, and in such a situation he had to ask for the help of the chief of Fort Norma, and only by joining forces could he succeed.

"What do I get?" Chief Fort Norma was unmoved.

Chief Dortmund was happy in his heart, at least the other party did not refuse, as for the price...... He knew he had to cut the flesh this time.

"What do you want?" Chief Dortmund didn't make a stupid offer of his own.

"You have thirty carts of grain, cloth, and woollen wool at my manor near Fort Norma, and on the coast, and you will provide me with war horses." Chief Dortmund said without hesitation.

Chief Dortmund's eyes were about to breathe fire, and the other party's dryness even made him wonder if Chief Normaburg had premeditated.

"Too many!"

Chief Dortmund roared, this price is indeed too great, once it is given, even if he takes back Dortmund Castle, he will have to be under the chief of Fort Norma.

"It's not much at all, and if you lose Borussia Dortmund Castle, that's a real failure." Chief Normaburg sneered.

"You're pushing me!" Chief Dortmund's face flushed, and a rush of blood rushed to his brain.

The chief of Fort Norma looked at him coldly, but silently pressed his hand on the scimitar tied to his waist.

Chief Dortmund took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

"If I fail, then you can't hold it alone, and Lopur won't let you go!"

Chief Normaburg raised his eyebrows, and Chief Dortmund's words went to his heart.

There was silence in the tent, the atmosphere was a little frozen, the chief of Fort Norma frowned, as if he was choosing something, while the chief of Dortmund looked at his brother coldly, waiting quietly.

"Half the food, I want the manor along the coast."

"Yes!"

The two Flo chieftains reached an agreement, and the Normaburg chieftain relented.

"We have to set off immediately, then the Dillmans have just captured my castle, his army must still be extremely tired, and it should not be on a firm foothold, the nobles of the Dillman people should not be able to support him in such a short time, we must take advantage of this time to retake my castle!"

"Yes." The chief of Fort Norma thought about it and agreed, the chief of Dortmund was right, this kind of thing should be done sooner rather than later, once the enemy's reinforcements came, then it would be too late.

That was a good idea, and the Flo army quickly moved towards Dortmund Castle.

……

"Ha, those two fools actually lost their castle!"

In Fort Carmel, Lopple also received a report from the scouts, who did not understand why the armies of the chiefs of Dortmund and Normaburg chose to retreat, so they asked them to investigate, but they did not expect to get more results than he expected.

"Great Chief, if the Diermans really take Dortmund, it will be bad for us." The priest of the Shiyom sect, whose face was painted with a strange pattern, frowned.

Indeed, now Loppel's title is the Grand Chief of the Great Emirate of Fort Carmel, and Dortmund is also under the legal principle of his title, which was originally only a civil war, but once the Dirkmans occupied the territory, it was different.

"My priest, don't worry, the Dierman nobleman who occupies Dortmund is just a knight, although the strength is good, but just like that, he took Dortmund Castle by stealing chickens and dogs, but so what? My two brothers' armies are enough to take it back, and when the time comes, their strength will be greatly reduced, and we will be able to unite the Great Emirate of Fort Carmel!" Lopper shook his glass, he really liked this dog-eat-dog thing.

"It turns out that the big chief has a plan." The priest of the Shijom Sect nodded, since the Great Chief was already prepared, then he had nothing to say.

He still has a good impression of this big chief, at least this big chief looks promising, whether it is the war against the Diarman nobles or the succession war with his brother, he has basically won, and he also respects the Shiyom Sect, and can provide shelter for the Shiyom Sect, so naturally he can get the support of the Heylam Sect.

"The Great Emirate of Fort Carmel must be united, the damned Count of Lens declared war on me, I had to forgive him because of the situation before, although he died in battle and paid his price, but his blood is not enough to calm my anger, nor can it calm the anger of the gods of the Shiyom Sect, when the situation in the Great Emirate of Fort Carmel stabilizes, I must ......"

A raging fire burned in Lopper's pupils, and he recognized the civil war in the country of the Great Chief of Fort Carmel, after all, every Great Chief of Fort Carmel had to go through such a thing when he succeeded to the throne, and the position of their Great Chief was fought out, and the war experienced by the old Great Chief of Fort Carmel was even more tragic than him.

However, the invasion of the Dillmans made it impossible for him to calm his anger, especially since the Dillmans still wanted to take advantage of his civil war, and the anger in his heart was enough to kill all the nobles.

The old Earl Lens has died in battle, so the only object of his revenge is the son of the old Earl of Lens, and now the new earl, the Earl of Charles.

Poor Count Charles did not yet know that not only did he have to face a precarious situation at home, but he was always on the lookout for restless noble vassals, and that he had such an adversary in his own country.

No one can be targeted by a big chieftain and have a good time, of course, Lopper does not dare to attack casually, after all, Count Charles is now also a vassal of the Duke of Rizland, if he takes the initiative to invade, the Duke of Rizlan will not sit idly by.

For this old duke who has fought with his father all his life, Lopper is still very jealous, so all this must wait for his strength to be enough, and wait until the Great Emirate of Fort Carmel is stable and unified.

……

At the same time, Dortmund Castle was also preparing in an orderly manner, Karl did not have any intention of pinning his mind on asking for the assistance of the domestic nobles, and he did not even send a messenger, there was not enough time, not to mention whether there were nobles who would be willing to help the nameless Dias family, even if someone was really willing to come, this road was far away, if it was pinned here, I am afraid that it would have fallen before coming to Dortmund Castle.

Second, if someone else sends reinforcements and comes here to find that Dortmund Castle has fallen, then he Karl Díaz will become a laughing stock, and his prestige is very important, and he cannot be attacked casually.

The winter wind was cold, and Karl was wrapped in a mink coat, but instead of hiding in the castle, he walked through the stone-lined streets, and in a short time he knew the entire structure of Dortmund Castle.

It was raining on the gray sky, and the rain hit the stones and moss, which gave Dortmund Castle an air of solemnity.

"It's ...... My castle! ”

Karl opened his hand and said viciously.