The Duke of Bohemia looked at Grover with inquiries. He needed to know more information about the sudden emergence of the reinforcements, but it was not a concern or strategic consideration, but it was a completely curious mentality. After all, it was rare to have the courage to face the Bohemian cavalry in the wild.

"The person who possesses the black lion emblem is the palace prime minister of the Principal of Mason, the supreme ruler of Mecklenburg, Youzhidoxxing, the conquerors of the Sislas, and the inheritor of knowledge of ancient Romans, and the Earl of Arod Wendell." Grover bowed to the Duke of Bohemia and said respectfully. At this time, he and his younger brothers were a little embarrassed. Although he seized the castle with Grover's help, the traitors were never trustworthy in the Bohemia's eyes. In the end, the Duke of Bohemia reluctantly convinced the nobles to make Grover and others his court jesters.

"Slav Conqueror? It seems that there has been such a rumor." Earl Ota said to the duke. It was not long ago that a bard traveled to his territory, and seemed to have recited the story of the Germanic conqueror at a banquet. However, the Bohemians did not take it seriously. There are legends about knights and kings almost every day on the Europa continent. No one can tell the truth or falsehood. Of course, they don't care at all.

"Is he a very brave knight?" The Duke of Bohemia stroked the beard on his lips, placed his elbow on the armrest of the throne, sat sideways and said to Grover.

"This, Arod is not known for his bravery, but the nobles who know him think he is very cunning." Grover carefully recalled some rumors about Arod. After all, the one who made Earl Lauzits feel tricky and grew the fastest among the younger generation of the nobles of the Principality of Mason was Arod, known as the Zhido Star. His success can be described as an outbreaker. Even the royal family praised him for his bold capture of the land of the Slavs, and took this opportunity to incite the greedy Germanic nobles in the kingdom to launch an attack on the territory of the Slavs east of the Elbe River.

"A cunning grassland fox? I just happened to want to hunt." The Duke of Bohemia smiled, as if he had regarded Arod as his prey. Just as the Duke was about to stand up, Count Ota walked up to him.

"Duke. There is no need for such a bluffing guy to do it yourself, please give me an order to twist his head off and bring it to you." Earl Ota said to the Duke loudly.

"Oh, Count Ota wants to meet this cunning lion for a while?" asked the Duke of Bohemia.

"Please wait. The last time I dealt with Count Praun was Earl Ota, please give me this opportunity." However, Count Zheroymo, the Duke's father-in-law, took the initiative to lead troops to attack, which was beyond the Duke of Bohemia's expectations.

"Since that's the case, okay, I will hand over four hundred cavalry to you, and the original one thousand army should be more than enough to deal with the Germans." The Duke of Bohemia hesitated for a moment, but felt that he could not refute the face of Earl Zerorimo, so he agreed to the Earl's request.

"It seems that the Bohemians are not a solid piece of the body." Grover couldn't help but think of this in his heart.

Earl Zeroimo received the order of the Duke and immediately led his Bohemian knights out of the lord's hall. Earl Ota's repeated merits have aroused the earl's vigilance. He will never allow anyone to threaten the ruling authority of his grandson. As long as he defeats this so-called reinforcements from the Principal of Mason, the nobles in the Duke of Bohemian should clearly see the strong strength of custody of the future Duke.

"Brother, these Bohemian savages don't take us seriously at all. Perhaps surrender was a wrong decision." Grover and Ogden complained to Grover as they walked in the corridor of the castle tower.

"Don't worry about my brother. These Bohemians are not as united as they appear. The nobles are full of intrigue. Maybe we can use their strength to gain higher rights." Grover did not think so. Their footsteps echoed in the corridor, but when they were around the corner, they heard the bohemians' slutty voices and the sobs of women. The originally beautiful courtyard garden became worse than the lowest-end prostitutes. These Bohemians regarded the courtyard as a horse farm, allowing the horses to chew the delicate flowers, and the owners of the horses grabbed any woman to play on the ground.

"Rough barbarian." Ogden cursed and spat in the direction of the courtyard, but completely forgot that the culprit was their brothers.

Earl Zeruoyimo led the cavalry out of the city gate, while the other soldiers followed closely behind with the count's flag. An army of 1,500 Bohemian soldiers marched towards Arod. They were so unscrupulous that even if they did not send spies, they could find out. Perhaps the Bohemians did not take this reinforcement seriously at all.

At the window of the tower of the castle, a man was watching the departure of Count Zeruoimo. This man was the secret love of the Duke of Bohemia. The Count Ota's mind always revolved with the attitude of Count Zeruoimo, and he felt a little uneasy. He could swear to all the gods that he had absolutely no idea of ​​coveting the rights of the duke, but how to persuade which stubborn Count Zeruoimo became a problem.

"Earl Ota, why are you standing here?" At this moment, a voice came from behind Earl Ota, but when Earl Ota turned around, he saw the merchant who was dedicated to the drawings of the Duke's siege equipment, looking at him with a smile.

"Well, it's you." Earl Ota noticed that the merchant was not old at this time, but he was wearing a bloated merchant robe and the flat soft hat he always wore, which made Earl Ota not pay much attention. The only thing that impressed was that the merchant was scared to pee his pants. Thinking of this Earl Ota smiled at the corner of his mouth. He turned around and sat on the long wooden bench in the corridor, and reached out to pat him, and said to the merchant, "Come here, sit down, I have wine here, and enjoy this victorious wine with me."

"This, I am just a lowly merchant. How can I sit with the noble Master Bohemia?" The merchant lowered his head and said to Earl Ota.

"What? Do you dare to disobey my orders? When I say you can sit down, sit down, otherwise I will stuff your head into sheep dung again." Earl Ota threatened loudly, then picked up a pot of wine from the wooden bench, which was originally placed at my feet, but it was still not easy to notice if it was not picked up.

"Yes, yes." The merchant seemed a little scared, and hurried over and took a cup with his eyebrows down and took the wine that the count poured him. They sat together like friends, chatting while drinking the excellent wine. The merchant's very talkativeness made Earl Ota temporarily forget his sorrow, and before he knew it, only half of the wine was left in the wine pot.

"Drink, you deserve it, do you know? This is the first German castle we captured. More castles will be captured in the future, enough for the entire Bohemian nobles to divide it up." Earl Ota said to the merchant with a burp.

"Of course the brave men are invincible, but I'm very worried." The merchant continued after complimenting.

"Worry? What are you worried about?" Earl Ota asked in confusion with drunken eyes.

"Even if you defeat the Principality of Mason, don't forget that Duke Mason is a vassal of King Henry. Maybe it's nothing to lose one or two counties? But if you lose one principality, His Majesty Henry, the Sword of the Session, may not sit idly by." The merchant sat obliquely on the wooden chair and expressed his doubts.

"So you are worried about this." Earl Ota didn't know if it was because he was upset and drank a little too much, or if he felt that the businessman with a slightly dark face in front of him was respectful and amiable. He smiled and shook his head, and didn't seem to think that this was a problem.

"Of course, I am a businessman. It is the best thing to have Bohemian men as their backers now. But I am worried that when the king's army comes, everything will disappear." The businessman said worriedly.

"Hahaha, so that's it. Don't worry, your King Henry has no time to care about the affairs here, because in Henry's court there was a great nobleman who had been in contact with our Duke. He had admitted that this was a war of justice and honor, and he would not allow Henry to interfere in the affairs here, so my friend, please make a fortune here with peace of mind." Earl Ota's tongue was a little big. He drank too much wine and told the merchant the news.
Chapter completed!