The Bohemian army blocked the entrance of the basin. The bonfires lit under the night were like stars in the sky. The sounds of war horses neighing one after another. The Bohemians around the bonfire were drinking the captured ale and singing unknown songs at the top of their voices. This was the Bohemians demonstrating to the German mercenary group. However, the soldiers of the German mercenary group turned a deaf ear. They seized time in the camp and waited for the next day to come.

However, Aruod knew that on the eve of the war, the soldiers would have a anxious mood. If this emotion accumulates too much, it would seriously affect the combat effectiveness the next day. So he asked the little drummer to beat the drum beat and heard the drum beat the German mercenaries sitting around curiously.

"Tong~~,Tong~~~,Tong~~~." The little drummer beat the drum in his hand. Aruod stood in front of his mysterious three-seater side van. A bonfire lit up and shone on him. He was wearing a chain mail and a black lion hood, and arm armor on his hands. When Aruod raised his head, he looked at the soldiers who looked at him with curious eyes.

"Hmph, hum, hum~~~." Arod began to hum a strange tune in his nose. This was definitely not a folk song in the Middle Ages, but a more exciting tune. After humming this tune, Arod finally reappeared in his mind that was sought after by many German fans.

"That song bursts out from the bottom of my heart,

Full of enthusiasm and fighting spirit, full of vitality,

Bring me endless power and hope,

Inspire me to be brave and strive for it. Work hard,

And setbacks and suffering are just notes of bullying.

Making the whole song more exciting and powerful.

Come on! Devil!

Your existence will add more foreshadowing and wonder to my life movement!

How could a miracle happen without you!

Come on! Setback!

How can I become a dazzling diamond without your training!

Come on! My weakness!

How can I not see you, how can I become strong!

Come on! Opponent!

Without your participation, who will I compete with?

Without your participation,

How can my potential be inspired!

This movement has just begun~~~

The air is full of tension. A war is coming.

Tears crossed my mother's face, and the motherland was behind me.

The sound of enemy footsteps came from afar, and the earth was trembling.

It is the time to defend justice. The passion has already surged.

The last leaf on the dry branches was knocked down by the cold wind,

Lightning tear through the heavy darkness in the distance, look, it is the German mercenary group that is moving forward."

Aruod was infected by the solemnity on the battlefield and sang it word for word. Of course, this is also because in his previous life he and his roommates attended the school annual meeting, he used this lightning force as a chorus program. Unexpectedly, in this distant time and space, he could sing this passionate song again. When he was infected by this song, he sang the second time, gradually, the soldiers who were listening quietly around him hummed and responded in a low voice. On the third time, the German mercenary soldiers in the entire camp sang this song loudly, and the passionate song resounded throughout the sky.

"What are those Germans doing?" The Duke of Bohemia heard the sound of singing floating in the tent, put on a dress and unveiled the curtain, and outside the tent, many Bohemia were stopping and listening to the passionate song floating in the tent. Although they could not understand the Germanic language of the song, the music surpassed the tribe and language. The powerful and iron-blooded smell in the song made the Bohemia feel invisible to the army opposite.

"What a weird song, Lord Duke." Earl Ota also came to the Duke of Bohemia. For some reason, a trace of ominous premonition appeared in his heart. When he looked at the Duke of Bohemia, his eyes were full of worry.

This night, we spent the rest of the tranquility. When the morning sun shone again on the earth, the sound of trumpets and drums began to sound. The Duke of Bohemia led his army to smoothly cross the forest. The Bohemians riding horses hurried into the basin with the sound of rumbling horse hooves. The German mercenary group relied on the chariots and were waiting for their opponents leisurely.

"We finally met." The Duke of Bohemia looked at the neatly arranged army with spears and spears behind the chariots in front of him. His curiosity and mutual appreciation for the commander of the German mercenary group Aroud. He raised his arms and ordered his army to stop advancing. Thousands of people stopped abruptly with the Duke of Bohemia's gesture.

"What are you going to do?" Ifu was wearing gorgeous full-body armor and rode on his war horse, watching the Bohemians who stopped to move forward.

"It seems that this Bohemia Duke wants to talk to us." Baron Wendell saw a cavalry with the duke's flag coming out of the Bohemia camp. The cavalry came straight towards them, and the crossbowmen in the nervous German mercenary group set off their crossbows.

"Wait a moment, this is the messenger." Baron Wendell quickly stopped the crossbowmen and prevented them from killing the messenger by chance. Sure enough, the messenger came to the front to bring the message from the Duke of Bohemia, hoping to meet between the two armies and a friendly meeting as a noble commander of the two sides.

"Tell the Duke, I agree." Arod looked up at the flag held by the servant behind him. The flag was flying in the opposite direction when the messenger came. After hearing this, the messenger quickly rode his horse away and returned. Soon a team of Bohemia set up a simple tent in the center of the two armies as a place of talks between the two noble commanders.

"Yifu goes with me, father, please stay." Aruod looked at the tent built, kicked the war horse under his crotch with his heels, and said to Yifu.

"Happy to serve." Yifu grinned and smiled, wearing a helmet that uncovered his mask, followed behind Aruod, and made a sound of frames as his armor pounded on the horse's back, which was enough to make anyone look sideways.

The Duke of Bohemia wore a helmet decorated with small iron sheets, and a bright hoodie. The cloak was made of dazzling red, and the helmet was worn with rare green bird feathers. He sat on a white war horse, looking heroic, and in his hand helmet.

"Get, get, get, get~~~." The sound of horse hooves sounded, and under the attention of thousands of people, the supreme commanders of the two armies finally met. The Duke of Bohemia looked up and down at Arod in front of him. He was surprised at the other party's youth. He could not understand no matter how his father-in-law, Earl Zheroymo, could be defeated by such a young nobleman.

"Is it the Duke of Bohemia?" Arod smiled on his face and pulled the reins in his hand a few times. He said to the Duke of Bohemia in front of him.

"Bold. You should report your title and name. How can you be so arrogant in front of the duke?" After hearing the translator's retelling Arod's words, Earl Ota, who accompanied the Duke of Bohemia, shouted loudly.

"Hmph." Although he didn't know what Earl Ota was saying, his roaring voice could still clearly feel hostility. Iv, wearing plate armor, stepped forward and blocked Count Ota. His figure as half a tower and the glittering plate armor made Earl Ota and the Duke of Bohemia frightened the hind legs of the war horse under his crotch.

"If it weren't for negotiation, I'd definitely kill you." Earl Ota clamped his war horse with his legs. The war horse neighed and jumped off the ground, and the brave count said angrily.

This episode did not interrupt the negotiations between the Duke of Bohemia and Arod. The Duke believed that he had heavy troops. On the other hand, the soldiers led by Arod were more than 1,000, and who would win or lose. He decided to treat Arod with a tolerant attitude. Looking at the half-iron tower-like knight beside Arod and the gorgeous armor on the knights, if these two people could be taken to his own use, it would be easy to conquer the Principality of Mason.

"I am the son of Baron Wendell, the Earl of Mecklenburg, the Prime Minister of the Principal of Mason, and the Earl of Arod Wendell." Arod still claimed his name out of etiquette and bowed slightly to the Duke of Bohemia on the back of the horse.

"That's good. As a nobleman, we cannot draw our swords and face each other like a robber. If we can gain power through compromise and negotiation, why should we use swords and guns?" The Duke of Bohemia looked at Arod, smiled with satisfaction, and said in an elder's tone.

"Oh? What are the suggestions of the Duke?" Arod felt a little funny. Both sides were already at odds. The Duke actually wanted to persuade him to surrender through verbal gains. This may be because the Duke of Bohemia thought he was sure to win. Arod was not dissatisfied at all. On the contrary, he hoped that the Duke of Bohemia would become more arrogant.

"How about becoming my vassal? I will make you my right-hand man. I have heard of your achievements along the Baltic Sea. As long as we join forces, I can grant you half of the land of the Principal of Mason." The Duke of Bohemia leaned forward and said in a voice that only translators and Arod could hear.

"Oh? So generous." Arod was stunned when he heard the Duke of Bohemia. The Duke actually wanted to grant half of the land of the Principality of Mason to himself. If this is true, it would be a very generous reward.

"How about it, you can order it now." The Duke of Bohemia looked at Arod's expression, and could not help but feel excited, and a rose appeared on his cheek.

"Yeah, it's very attractive, but Lord Duke, please listen to my conditions." Arod looked up and looked at the flying flag that began to turn, and said to the Duke of Bohemia.

"Oh? Tell me." The Duke of Bohemia was stunned. Did he not understand that there were any conditions that were more attractive than the one he gave?

"Leave you to exploit the vassals of Duke Mason and return to your territory with your party members. Whenever you pass by a farmhouse, you will dismount and apologize to the owners inside for their actions." Arod said aside again the conditions for exchanging Earl Zeroimo. After listening to the translator's stuttering words, the Duke of Bohemia's face gradually became ugly.

"What do you mean?"
Chapter completed!