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Section 132 Hunger War

The noble alliance troops of the Principal of Mason dukes dug two trenches outside the castle in three days according to Arod's order. The army of the Principal of Mason dukes stationed between the two trenches. Then they cut down the forest trees outside the castle, made these trees into two pointed pointed wooden stakes, inserted these pointed wooden stakes into the digging trenches and piled them on the central platform. Then Arod pushed his side van to various strategic areas of the platform, like the arrow towers of crossbowmen hiding. In this process, no one dared to go out of the city to attack, and watched the trenches surrounding them be built bit by bit, but there was no way.

"I finally got trapped, but I hate sleeping in the open the air the most." The Earl of Weimar picked up the wine glass in his hand and took a sip. The wines were seized by the Duke of Bohemia. In fact, these wines were originally hidden in the Earl of Rauziz's castle cellar, but the three vassals were cheaper.

"Yes, if Bohemia had the belief of defending the dead, we might be staying for a long time." Earl Thuringian stood side by side with Earl Weimar, and the platform formed by digging the soil from the trenches was about twenty feet higher than the ground. Even if the Bohemia in the castle rushed out, it would increase the difficulty because of the attack. Thinking of this, Earl Thuringian really admired Arod's agility. He fought so young but had endless tricks. However, Earl Thuringian was still a little worried. The besieged castle, especially the strong castle built by such a large noble family for generations, was not the one who had strong troops and more warriors. The defenders and siegemen were just competing for patience. It was a contest of perseverance. It seemed that the Duke of Bohemia was also very clear about his advantages. He had to use time to defeat his enemies.

"Once there was a skinny woman,

Of course you've never heard of a woman like this:

Everything happened one day,

The lady went to church to pray.

When she came to the church stairs,

She paused for a small rest;

When she came to the church cemetery,

She heard the moans of hell so loudly.

When she came to the church door,

She paused and had a small rest;

When she entered the church,

The pastor is resisting vanity and sin and praying.

Watch up and down.

She saw a dead man lying on the ground;

From his nose to his chin,

The maggots crawl out,

The maggots squirted in.

Then she said to the pastor,

Will I become like this after I die?

Oh. Yes!

Oh, yes, the pastor said,

You will become like this after you die.”

Suddenly, a woman's singing sounded from the camp where the soldiers were stationed. Although the song was not very sweet, the lyrics were memorable, and it was not the elegant word of the nobles in the court, but a certain rude atmosphere of the city. The Earl of Weimar and Count Thuringian turned their heads and looked over and saw that the prostitutes and prostitutes gathered in the camp. What surprised them was that Aruod did not like to bring people other than soldiers in the army, but this time it was beyond everyone's expectations. Aruod not only brought all the prostitutes and prostitutes of Mr. Hu in the Bohemian baggage camp, but even the merchants did not pull them down. The merchants and prostitutes were arranged in a special area, and Aruod allowed the soldiers to divide into three shifts to buy items and have fun.

"Arude, why did you let the prostitutes and prostitutes follow you? This is not your style?" Yifu strode to uncover Arude's tent, walked in and asked Arude who was taking off his armor with the help of his personal servant.

"Is there any problem?" Aruod took off his arm armor. Although this thing was perfectly protected, if he did not put a lining like a sleeve in his arm position, the muscles of his arm would be worn out. He asked Ifu with a smile.

"But we are on a sacred battlefield, so it is probably inappropriate to bring merchants and prostitutes to the battlefield." Yifu looked at Arude's calm look, instead scratching the back of his head and said hesitantly, "Who made Arude always do amazing things?"

"There is nothing wrong. This is a siege. The battle between the two sides is actually morale. Excessive tension will cause our soldiers to collapse. Wouldn't it fall into the trap of the Bohemians? Besides, you didn't hear the singing outside the tent and the laughter of the soldiers?" Aruod waved his hand indifferently and explained to Ifu with a smile. He had already gained the confidence and majesty of the superiors in every move.

"Ah, I just said you must have your own reason." Ifu relaxed after hearing Arude's explanation, and a smile appeared on his face. He was not an intriguing nobleman. Arude knew that this was not Yifu himself was asking, but was instructed by others, and the instructions were nothing more than their father Baron Wendell and the three vassals.

Any Europa nobleman could not think of such a way to siege the city. He followed the military merchants in and out of the camp of the Noble Alliance of Mason. The soldiers in the Noble Alliance of Mason took out the spoils they seized and could trade them here, exchanged them for coins and then went to the prostitute/female camp to buy happiness or wine. It was soon like a pile of meat in summer that attracted the merchants who smelled the smell of money in the surrounding territory. They came here in groups to do business. The business of thousands of soldiers could not be encountered on weekdays. As a result, a natural market was formed outside the castle of Lauziz. On the other hand, there was a cloud of sorrow in the castle of Lauziz. This sharp contrast was particularly strong.

"My Lord, I have fought a war in my life but have never seen anyone fight like this." Earl Thuringian looked at a group of wandering jugglers wearing yellow clown clothes, performing around in the market to arouse applause from people around them. Aruod also wore casual clothes and accompanied by the knights in the inner palace, took out the money from his own wallet and threw it to these jugglers who performed wonderfully. It was very interesting to watch the clowns and people in the market compete with them.

"I have never seen it, but it is undeniable that they would not be willing to let my soldiers disband and go home now." Earl Weimar said while laughing and clapping his hands. It is true that the farmers in their army can enjoy a moment of this excitement only during the harvest festival, and watch the performances of the jugglers with poor skills in the countryside, but now in the army they can enjoy this festive joy with satisfaction.

Time passed little by little, and outside the castle was becoming increasingly prosperous. It was possible to establish a small town. The Bohemians in the castle were getting harder and harder. Their reinforcements were nowhere to be seen, but the food in the castle granary was quickly consumed, and some soldiers were already hungry. Seeing the people outside the castle eating and drinking, and watching various performances, the Bohemians watching on the city wall gradually became numb from the beginning of the day. They didn't want to curse, but could only watch it to save their energy.

"Mr. Arod is really a fantasy." Julian looked at the prosperity outside the castle and said with a wry smile. The food supply in the castle had begun to be restricted. If he had not been familiar with Primo and Earl Ota, he would have been stopped. However, when he climbed the city wall and passed an alley, he saw hungry soldiers hunting rats. If the Duke of Bohemia had not been severely ordered not to slaughter the horses, the horses of the cavalry would have been slaughtered by hungry infantry. But it would be hard to say how long this order could be controlled.

"What the hell are the Masons thinking? Let the messenger send out a letter of invitation to fight and fight us happily." The Duke of Bohemia roared at Earl Ota in the room of the tower. His hair was scattered and pale face, and had already lost the demeanor of a great noble under repeated attacks.

"I didn't use my Duke, they ignored us at all." Earl Ota reported helplessly to the Duke of Bohemia.

"How much food is left?" The Duke of Bohemia gasped and sat on a chair. He collapsed weakly on it and asked a key question.
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