Arod entered this complex castle surrounded by soldiers. Mecklenburg Castle has been built from ancient times to the present to defend against the barbaric Vikings in the north. Its history can even be traced back to the era of Charlemagne. Its fortresses was one of the fortresses that Charlemagne ordered the local duke to build in order to curb the tall, blonde, blue-eyed Nordic people to move south. After many years of construction and renovation, it finally became a castle that could be defended even if it was broken.

The low gate forced the horseman to bend down and attach himself to the horse's back to pass through the low gate. The Swiss mercenaries held spears and guarded the left and right of Arud. Although the special forces cleared the guards in the castle, who knew whether there were still remaining enemies in the strange castle waiting for an opportunity to attack. Along the way, they saw the bodies of the Slavic guards who were lying on the ground. These corpses became signposts, marking the direction of the special forces' attack. Following the signposts paved by these corpses, they walked into the square in front of the castle tower, saying that the square was completely different from the concept of later generations, just a small open space. The stables and other buildings attached to the two rows of towers made the square entering the tower look trumpet-shaped. Even the many soldiers attacking would be forced to only the first two rows of people to make effective attacks due to terrain.

"Four-story tower, damn it." Arod looked up at the four-story tower. The top four corners of the tower were extended with defensive walls. The entire tower was built of solid stone. There were five windows on the periphery of each floor. The windows were light-transmitting facilities in the room on weekdays. When war came, the wooden baffle on the window was the archer's shooting hole. Now in front of the crowded tower door, the archer's rain-like arrows shot at Arod's soldiers. This tower, which was higher than all other buildings, was almost in a passive state of being beaten.

"I didn't expect that even the buildings inside were as solid as rocks. We must prepare to hit the gate team, Lord Earl." Julian raised his shield to block a rift arrow flying towards Arod. They were crowded here like prey in a trap. The gate of the tower was as strong as a rock and had a long history. It was covered with iron nails and iron sheets. Only dozens of strong soldiers were able to smash the gate by carrying the bumping wood.

"Just do it." Arod shook his head and frowned at the tower. He felt so bad now that he was like a newly-entered groom who was unable to enter the bridal chamber facing the hot and beautiful bride. Fortunately, he had enough soldiers.

Soon, a thick enough wooden stake was sent into the castle. Dozens of strong soldiers carried the wooden stakes and rushed towards the gate of the tower under the shields raised by the light infantrymen. They braved the arrows like locusts above their heads. The dozens of medium-sized infantry soldiers, dressed in leather armor and iron helmets, were carrying the wooden stakes and approached the gate with their arms. Once they were in place, they shouted and slammed the gate.

"Ping, ping, ping." The wooden hit the door one after another. The door trembled in the impact and made a terrible crackling sound, as if the seemingly indestructible door was about to shatter in the next moment.

"Rise the shield higher." The archers on the tower also discovered the intentions of the Arod soldiers. They quickly poked their bodies out of the window and bent their bows and shot arrows, but like other defenses, they were always blind spots directly under themselves, the arrows were crooked and weak, and the armor and shields of the medium-sized infantrymen from the town of Visma were useless.

"Mr. Earl, victory will eventually belong to us." Julian saw the medium-sized infantry from the town of Visma and shaking the tower's door. He seemed to have seen the terrified faces of the Slavic nobles hiding behind the tower's door when the door fell.

"I was careless. I didn't expect that after entering the castle easily, I would be resisted at the last tower. This time the casualties were completely the result of my carelessness." Although it seemed that the fruits of victory were already available to be picked, what Arod thought of was another thing. Most of his army generals came from the civilian class, some of them were farmers and some were citizens. In addition to the mercenary of professional soldiers, only Julian, an illegitimate son with half aristocratic blood, was Arod who believed that everyone was equal, but the nobles in this era did master many professional skills and experiences. This is why there were a large number of knight families in Duke Mason's army. They had a rich inheritance of military experience from their parents. It can be said that they were knowledgeable and would not easily make wrong decisions after being frustrated, and even make suggestions when the commander was careless.

"Sorry, the structure of Mecklenburg Castle is too complicated. Even if you know very little about the situation from the villages near the castle." Julian heard the annoyance in Arod's tone, which made him feel ashamed of Arod's personal servant, and secretly decided to sharpen himself to become Arod's real help.

"I am not targeting you, Julian. You have helped me many times. I will keep this friendship in mind. Haha, after capturing Mecklenburg Castle and becoming the real Earl of Mecklenburg, I will enthrone you as my first knight." Arod saw Julian's gradually dim look, knowing that his words had hurt his self-esteem, and quickly patted his shoulder and said to Julian.

"Oh? Is this true?" Julian was shocked when he heard this. He became the first knight to be named after Arod's rule over Mecklenburg County. This was a great honor, and this glory was even enough to make him boast about his descendants.

"Of course." Aroud nodded with a laugh. On the nervous battlefield, the two of them were talking about the enthronement of the knights. It can be seen that the breaking of this tower was a matter of time. But at this moment, two Slavic guards suddenly appeared from the top of the tower. They were wearing Slav's high fur hats, leather armor, and a short sword around their waists. It can be seen that such equipment should belong to the elite warriors. They were carrying a tongspot. The two looked down, and then poured the juice mixed with the feces and boiling water in the tongspot down.

"Ah, ah~~~~." The medium-sized infantrymen in the town of Visma who were holding the door to hit the door made a scream. The wooden slam used to attack the tower gate was dropped. The infantrymen blushed terriblely, and soon the skin fell down where they were burned. More than half of the dozens of medium-sized infantrymen who hit the tower gate fell.

"God, they actually have this hand." Aroud and Julian were stunned. The device of this tong pot containing boiling water and even molten water was usually placed on the city wall, but they did not expect that they would put it directly above the tower.

There were four tongs at the top of the tower. The Slavic guards piled up firewood to boil them. When the juice in the tongs rolled up, they were carried up and poured downwards, forcing the soldiers of Arod to get close to the gate. The Slavic nobles who were commanding on the side were not wearing armor. He opened the collar of his linen shirt to reveal thick black curly bra hair, holding an iron sword in one hand and twisting a leather bag with the other hand, which was filled with wine.

"Look, burn those damn pagans to death." The Slavic noble said drunkenly. His family was a squire here a long time ago. After several generations of struggle, he became a vassal of the chief of Mecklenburg after several generations of struggle. However, this did not affect his pride in his family. As a vassal of a vassal, his family had always served his leader loyally and believed that under the blessing of the gods, the family would gradually flourish. However, he and his family would be surrounded by pagans in just a few months. Although he tried his best to advise the leaders he served not to hold the so-called feast of the gods, which would anger the peasants almost near the capital of Mecklenburg County, but to launch the peasants in the countryside to resist the invasion of the pagan Germans.

"We only need to serve the gods sincerely, and the gods will bless us." But the leader he served was a fanatical religious man. The leader refuted his rational suggestion with a nearly roaring voice, and instead asked the priests of Lomva to hold the ceremony that was notorious in Slavic poetry. As he thought, the angry peasants actually defected to the invading Germanic camp.

Even so, he did not give up his advice to his leader. Mecklenburg Castle is a historic castle. There are strong stone walls outside. It is difficult to insert a sword into the gap between the stones. The complex internal structure can divide and surround the invading enemies. The arrow tower with an independent defense system can hunt the enemy like an animal. As long as you guard Mecklenburg Castle for three or four years, there will be no problem. By then, the farmers who follow the Germans will definitely choose the support target again. After all, they are native squire and nobles, and have the same religious beliefs.
Chapter completed!