The time it took to shrink the members of the Blood Drop Brotherhood to gradually penetrate the Principal of Mason was faster than expected. The reason was that Harvey, Arod's spy leader, was originally the leader of the largest villain guild in the town of Mason Castle. Although her guild was attacked by Count Lauziz's soldiers and collapsed, no one was more familiar with the mice in the dark corners of the Principal of Mason than Harvey. The biggest advantage of Arod and Harvey was that Count Lauziz had no idea about this.

Just as Harvey deployed the intelligence network according to Arod's order, the German mercenary group finally arrived at the destination. At this time, the coldest moment had passed, the ice and snow melted and the spring was full of spring. The nobles of the Principal of Mason treated this mercenary group with sceptic attitude, but the German mercenary group did not enter the castle immediately. They were stationed next to a dense forest outside the town. Outside the camp was surrounded by pointed wooden stakes and horses, and guards holding spears at the entrance of the camp. The civilians who occasionally passed by the town cast curious eyes at these strange mercenaries.

At this moment, several horse-riding nobles from the castle were rushing towards the place. The civilians saw that the noble's costume was a black lion, completely different from the yellow lions of the Duke Mason family. When the group of nobles rushed to the entrance of the camp, the guard's spearmen immediately let go and hammered their left hand on the heart.

"Where is Johnberg?" The nobleman rode into the camp on horseback. As soon as he entered, he shouted loudly the name of the generals of the army. The soldiers immediately recognized that this was their monarch, Earl Arod.

"Who called me?" A tent in the center of the camp opened the curtain, and John Berg walked out when he saw Arod. He quickly inserted the sword in his hand back into the scabbard and took off his helmet.

"John Berg." Arod rode on the horse and nodded at John Berg. He looked at the soldiers who were gradually leaning over. Although he was a little tired from the journey, he could tell that their mental outlook was pretty good.

"My Count, I'm so happy to see you." John Berg's face showed a look of joy, and he bowed to Arod.

"Let's go into the tent, I have an order to give you." Arod jumped off his horse and walked into the tent with a meteor. John Berg saw Arod's serious face and hurriedly followed Arod. The furnishings in the tent were extremely simple, with a wolf's skin blanket on the ground, a long halberd placed beside him, a leather armor, and a leather bag containing food that can last a soldier for three days, usually with salt-marinated smoked fish, sausages and hard bread, which are not easily decayed. Almost every German mercenary has a skin that holds food, and animal skins that can rest or be wrapped around. In this era when recruiting soldiers are completely self-sufficient, the configuration of this personnel and equipment can be described as luxurious.

"Sir Earl, is there anyone in Mason Castle?" Johnberg said to his monarch Arod.

"Oh, how do you know?" Aruod asked curiously.

"Since I was blocked in Baron Marcus's territory, I felt very strange. I saw along the way that the Baron's territory was indeed looted, and the technique was clean and neat. It was done by veterans at first sight, and I was even sure that it was done by mercenaries." Johnberg hesitated for a moment. He was once a mercenary, leading his compatriots to look for employers. He knew very well that many mercenaries would take risks when they were desperate. This is also the reason why the mercenary groups on the Europa continent have a bad reputation. The nobles love and hate mercenaries.

"Are you sure it was done by the mercenary?" Arod asked him carefully after he returned. Dylan Matt told Arod that it was very likely that someone pretended to be his people and was doing evil, which coincided with John Berg's words.

"Absolute." John Berg came out of this business. He could not understand the mercenaries' tricks and techniques. Every mercenary group first used force to intimidate the villagers, then searched for valuable things from house to house, and then set fire to the evidence. It was definitely not like ordinary robbers who just sneaked into it.

"Very good, I will leave this matter to Harvey for investigation, but today I am not talking about it." Arod thought that as long as he could catch those mercenaries, he might be able to give Count Lauziz a look. Even if the nobles pretend to frame another noble, this is definitely not a minor incident. As long as he can present evidence, other nobles can only abandon the infamous Count Lauziz.

"Welcome to your dispatched Count." John Berg heard the order that was about to be given, standing upright in a conditioned manner, and all the soldiers in Mecklenburg were trained in military disciplines, including officers like John Berg.

"Well, it's very good. The nobles in the court had some doubts about the combat effectiveness of the German mercenary group, so we must make them believe that the German mercenary group was a powerful army, enough to protect the interests of the nobles." Arod was quite satisfied with John Berg's reaction. He repeatedly emphasized the relationship between superiors and subordinates in military exercises, and the appearance of the army was to cultivate the professional military qualities of soldiers and officers, while the Germans and Swiss seemed to have a military taste in nature.

"I don't understand why we want to please those nobles?" John Berg asked inexplicably. When he was at his most helpless, Arod saved him. Except for Arod, John Berg actually had little favor for other nobles.

"Hey, my colonel, are they willing to pay if they don't satisfy these nobles? So we should not only satisfy them, but also make them feel that there is no good thing if we anger us." Arod's face showed a cunning look, and he patted Johnberg's shoulder and said.

"Earl, do you mean?" John Berg looked at Arod with some confusion. The young Count raised an army like a magic trick, defeating the Slavs who dominate the Baltic coast to the point of falling. The endless strategies and equipment were dazzling, and the territory he built was full of vitality. In short, it was a monarch who could never be guessed.

"Tomorrow I will invite the court officials in the Principality of Mason to gather on the city walls, and you are like this, like this~~~~." Arod leaned close to Johnberg's ear and advised him carefully, and Johnberg nodded repeatedly.

The next morning, Arod's knights knocked on the door next to the courtiers' bedrooms and woke the sleeping nobles. The nobles who were not used to getting up early were summoned to the lord's hall. They talked about each other and didn't understand what was going on. There was a buzzing sound like bees under the arched roof. At this moment, Earl Earl Earl and Arod walked in through the side door together. Earl Earl Earl walked straight to his regent position and sat down, while Arod stood on the steps facing the puzzled courtiers.

"Sir Gong Xiang, why did you call us here so early?" the court officials asked in confusion.

"Arod, you must give us an explanation." Earl Lauziz said with a gloomy face.

"My dear adults, the reason why I asked the Regent Earl Emble to call everyone so early is because I hope that the adults will go to the city wall to enjoy a good show." Aroud was wearing a robe that German nobles often wore, and his chest was hung with a golden necklace on his chest. His young face was set against the unique luster of gold, which looked noble among the nobles.

Under the leadership of Earl Eble and Arod, the courtiers walked out of the tower and came straight onto the city wall. The guards of the castle watched in surprise as these nobles came to the city wall in groups. The cold wind on the city wall blew the courtiers. Their vision was the town outside the castle, and the town was almost the same as usual. The courtiers did not understand why Arod wanted to take them here.

"Let's start." Aruod smiled slightly and said to Ron, the inner knight next to him.

"Yes, Lord Earl." Ron took out a horn from his waist, placed the horn on his mouth, and bulged his cheeks and blew it hard.

"Woo~~~~~~~~~~~~" The horn sounded, and a long sound floated over the castle, and suddenly the same horn sounded from the town.

"Boom, boom, boom~~~~." When the end of the horn sound disappeared, neat footsteps sounded from the streets of the town, and the civilians in the streets were hiding in scattered, and an army of hundreds of people came from the streets of the towns.

"What's going on? Have we been attacked? Guards quickly put the gate down." Someone among the court officials shouted in panic.

"It seems to be the flag of the Earl of Mecklenburg." There were also sharp-eyed court officials, pointing out their fingers at the flags that the army was holding. Of course, the court officials did not recognize a wooden pole held high in front of each square array of the army.

"Arod, your mercenaries don't stay in the camp, why do you run to the town? Do they want to rob the town?" Earl Lauziz accused Arrod angrily, and the other court officials and nobles also frowned. Mercenary rebellions are common, and there are many reasons. Sometimes the employer did not pay commissions as agreed, so the mercenaries planned to do it themselves, and sometimes they felt that the distribution of spoils was unfair, and sometimes they were even bribed by the employer's opponents.

"Please be patient with Count Lauziz. The German Mercenary Group is completely reliable. I am showing you their loyalty and true strength to you." Arod shrugged and said indifferently to Count Lauziz's accusations.
Chapter completed!