The successor powder was famous in the Middle Ages because in order to get rid of their competitors, the princes of the Kingdom of France gave the powder to their nurses to take them, and then fed the babies who were still in their swading clothes and strangled the babies with inheritance in their swading clothes. This powder was arsenic, which was called arsenic in the Heavenly Kingdom and also called the crane red. However, not many people could find and prepare this poison in the Middle Ages, and Shirley knew it was because one of her teachers had seen it, which was in the Italian city-state in the south, and in the once glorious area of ​​the ancient Roman Empire, the tradition of assassination politics remained. Nero, the most famous tyrant in ancient Rome, used arsenic to kill Brittanicus, the son of Roman emperor Claudius I.

"But this poison is processed, and a small amount can make people unconscious and not easily noticed." Shirley said to Arod and Earl Earl.

"Is there a way to neutralize this poison?" Aruod asked.

"No, because I don't know the specific formula ingredients inside, I have no choice. Sorry, Lord Earl." Shirley said apologetically.

"Curded, this must be a good thing for Count Lauziz." Embler Embler clenched his fists, his face turned red, his teeth clenched and his forehead was covered with blue veins. He did not expect that Count Lauziz would dare to attack the duke like this. He really wanted to use his sword to dig out Count Lauziz's confidant now and see what his heart looked like.

"Calm Earl Emble, we need to figure out where Count Lauziz got this poison from and how to poison the Duke. Perhaps this is an opportunity to defeat Count Lauziz." Arod felt that if enough evidence could be found to expose Count Lauziz's evil deeds in public, this kind of poisoning act that was accused of rebellion would be judged by the noble court.

"What you said is to Lord Arod, one day I will avenge my father." Earl Emble vowed to God to make Earl Lauziz pay his blood debt.

"So we just think that we don't know anything now. Tomorrow I will go to the castle barracks with my father to concentrate the training of the sergeants there, and make sure that this military force is in your hands." Aruod actually lacks experience in coups and other things. He can only copy the Qing palace dramas of Eryuehe that I watched in my previous life, and first grasp the military power in his hands.

"Let's go. Baron Wendell has obtained the authorization of the military chief, and no one can disobey his orders." Earl Earl Earl was very satisfied with his decision to summon Arod to Mason's court. He was exhausted by the fact that he fought against Earl Lauzits alone. The cold eyes of the courtiers made him very angry and helpless.

Early the next morning, Baron Wendell and Arod rode together on horseback and walked towards the barracks of Mason Castle under the protection of the inner knights. There were 65 permanent soldiers garrisons here. If a war broke out, Duke Mason would recruit strong men from villages and towns outside the castle and form a light infantry with minimally equipped equipment. This kind of infantry recruitment generally does not have to pay any remuneration, while the permanent soldiers are professional soldiers who are paid by the Duke.

"Get it, get it~~~." Aroud wore his Germanic noble robe and rode on a horse on the muddy street. Of course, because of the cold weather, there was a cloak sewn with otter skin outside the robe. Ron and other inner-domestic knights were wearing chain mail and cloaks. They also knew that Aroud had made publicly against Count Lauziz, so they were particularly careful. Which Count Lauziz had a bad reputation in the entire principality.

"Arod, there is the castle barracks in front of it." Baron Wendell's beard raised. He raised his hand and pointed to the outer periphery of the castle, near a corner of the building. The building was like a large courtyard, with several crooked scarecrows inserted in the courtyard, which seemed to be the targets for the sergeants to practice. However, in the courtyard, there were only scarecrows, and a few poles for clothes and clothes on it. A group of hens clucked and walked through under the clothes.

"Is this a military camp or a farmhouse?" Arod frowned. In his territory in Mecklenburg, the castle barracks were an absolute military forbidden area. Not to mention civilians, even unauthorized nobles could not get closer. The soldiers in the barracks even demanded that the military behave neatly.

"Most castle barracks look like this." Baron Wendell was not surprised. The nobles only required that infantry could form an array during war. If it were not for the basic order of the castle and the basic training of farmers who had never taken spears in their lifetime before the war, they would probably not even be willing to build military barracks. When fighting, they rely on the charge of knights rather than the pitchfork of farmers.

"Where have the people in the barracks gone?" Arod and Baron Wendell stood in the courtyard outside the barracks and said for a while, but no one in the barracks came out to ask, except for the group of hens looking for insects to eat in the grass.

"Sir, please allow me to go in and check it out." Ron jumped off his horse's back, walked a few steps to Arod, and reported to Arod.

"Yeah." Arod nodded and agreed to Ron's suggestion. Ron bowed to Arod, turned around and rushed into the barracks. After a while, the sound came from it.

"Ah, what are you going to do?" The strong Ron grabbed a disheveled man from the inside. The man was sleepy and seemed to be pulled out of the quilt. Ron grabbed him as relaxed as if he was catching a chicken, and the other party had almost no power to resist.

"Puch." Ron came to Arod and Baron Wendell, pushed the man forward and fell to the ground like a dog-eating shit. The melted snow and soil on the ground covered his whole body, and the thin clothes made him wake up in the cold wind. When he raised his head, he saw a group of nobles riding horses in front of him, and immediately felt that things were not good.

"Oh, noble adults, why are you here in this humble place?" The man came to his senses and immediately flattered. The nobleman surrounded by knights must be the nobleman with extremely noble status. However, he didn't understand why such a nobleman did not stay in the castle tower, but instead turned into this remote place.

"This new military chief of Mason Fort Martial Baron Wendell, and this one is the new palace minister of Mason Fort Mart Mart Mart Mart Mecklenburg." Ron, who was standing aside, loudly announced the identities of the two nobles to him. When the man heard the words of the knight beside him, he was stunned immediately.

"Baron, military chief, palace minister, count?" The man grew up and the amount of information made him almost unable to react. This Mason Fort military camp had also been to so many noble nobles in the future. In the minds of the nobles, the barracks were a place where lowly soldiers gathered, and nobles rarely contacted these soldiers.

"That's right, okay, now you know our identity. Who are you? Are you a sergeant in this barracks?" Aruod asked the man.

"Yes, I am a sergeant from the Mason Fort Marine Barracks. My name is Nath, the noble Lord." Nath replied quickly, and lowered his head to express his respect for the nobles.

"Nat, where are the others?" Arod asked, and he found that the entire barracks seemed to be empty. Ron also confirmed that he only found this pale-faced and thin Nath in the barracks.

"This, I, I." Nath looked a little panicked. Of course he knew where the others were, but did he dare to say it? If others knew about it, he would definitely not be able to take care of it. But if he didn't say anything, how could he send away these nobles who were wandering around without any trouble, so he planned to tell a lie to deceive the nobles away.

"So, this is how the other people were transferred outside the castle, because it is said that the traces of robbers appeared on the road to Mason Castle recently, so people need to patrol."

"Father, is this happening?" Arod turned his face and said to Baron Wendell beside him. As the military chief of Fort Mason, whenever there is any military operation or personnel transfer, there will be a transfer order at the military chief, otherwise the soldiers will not know if they escape.

"No, there is no news." Baron Wendell shook his head and denied Nath's words. Leaving the barracks without receiving the order was a very serious crime and could even be treated as deserters.

"Nat." Arod's face became serious. He looked down at the trembling Nath from his horse and called out his name in a low voice. When he heard his name, Nath couldn't help but tremble even more violently. He really wanted to slap himself in the mouth, but he actually lied in front of the military chief in a confused manner.

"Yes, sir."

"Now it's time to tell me the truth." Arod bent down, put his hands on the front of the saddle, and said to Nath.

Soon, the inner knights of Arod rushed to the taverns of Mason Castle and the brothels in the town, dragging out the soldiers who were still intoxicated in the gentle country, regardless of whether they were still wearing clothes. The residents of the town looked at the soldiers who were usually powerful, but were dragged out by the more domineering knights. They couldn't help but exclaim in their hearts that they were happy and satisfied. Along the way, the inner knights did not care about the soldiers' begging.

"Nat, why don't you go to the town to have fun?" Aruod looked at the soldiers with bruised noses and swollen faces, and was rushed over by the knights in the inner palace like sheep driving. He curiously asked Nather, the only one who was left in the military camp next to the mount.

"Because I don't have money," Nat said embarrassedly.

"But why do you have no money when you take the Duke's remuneration, but they can have fun?"

"Great Earl, they made money by extorting merchants and people in town shops. I just joined the military camp, so I didn't have this opportunity yet. I did the dirty and heavy work in the military camp."

"Oh, that's right, it's great." Aruod's eyes narrowed, his lips closed tightly, looking at the disheveled medieval urban managers.
Chapter completed!