The brick mold made of wooden frames, the stirred clay and lime were placed in the model, and then put it in the kiln to make solid bricks with coal. The two hundred farmers who were urgently mobilized from Mecklenburg County worked day and night, and finally got the number of bricks needed in the port. Looking at the neat bricks placed in the smelting site, Aruod was a little relieved...

"The carpenters transferred from the town of Visma have also arrived. I have two medium-sized weapons that they need to make." Aruod certainly knew what the Vikings' specialty was. After watching movies and TV series, he knew very well that the Vikings' shield formation was not inferior to the Roman legion. Ordinary bows and arrows did not work for them at all. This is also one of the reasons why the Vikings almost looked down upon when attacking the British Isles people who were good at long bows and archery. However, Aruod wanted to let them know that Mecklenburg was not the British Isles, and they could control them at will.

"Oh? Lord Earl, do you still need to make weapons?" Oun asked curiously. He thought it would be enough to build a bunker with these solid bricks. As long as you hide a dozen archers inside, everything will be fine.

"Not enough, you must also protect the tongs and asphalt that can be heated. Once the enemy attacks the dead corners below the bunker, you must be able to deal with them with asphalt. These factors must also be taken into account when designing the bunker." Aruod took the engineer's parchment paper and picked up a quill pen. The personal servant Harren quickly handed the ink bottle on it. Aruod dipped ink and marked it on the parchment paper, so that the craftsmen would build the bunker according to the drawings.

The servants were wandering around Arod, and the more they were prepared, the more they felt that they were not prepared enough. Every day Arod had to run between the smelting base and the castle, allocating few people and supplies. After a week of time, Julian should have arrived in Willer County and went to see the Countess Marty, the ruler of Willer. Arod hoped that Julian could complete the consensus with Willer to deal with the Vikings together.

At the border of Walle County, a team of Slavs from Walgast was sneaking to cross the border. This Slav unit had a total of forty-five people, including ten heavy infantrymen, and the others were light infantry and archers. This battle to harass the border was not the first time. Since the Countess Wille converted to Catholicism, the conflict between the two sides has deepened. Although the Slavs in Walgast have not yet prepared for large-scale combat, harassment at borders is normal.

"Crash." A sound of leaves rubbing. The leader of the Wolgast warrior immediately bent down and raised his left hand to pause. The other warriors also stopped and bent down, looking around from the exposed eyes under the helmet, but there was no movement at all. So they breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the Willers had not found their traces.

"Swoosh~~~~." Just as the leader's Wolgast warrior stood up, an arrow flew out from the branches and leaves of the trees above and prepared to pierce his neck. The arrow was fast and accurate, causing the leader's Wolgast warrior to fall and die on the spot.

"Wow~~~." Suddenly, four or five Willeslas, holding round shields and wielding a short-handed axe, rushed into the middle of the Wolgasts, wielding the axe and hit the body of an archer located behind the middle. A spew of blood was heard, and the sound of bones broke in his ears was heard. The archer fell to the ground like half a piece of wood, without even a chance to hum.

"Defense, we are ambushed." The other Wolgasts were shocked. They found arrows constantly shooting from their heads. Although most of them were blocked by their round shields, one of these arrows was always very tricky, and often shot into the gap between the Wolgasts' shields unexpectedly. Then a muffled groan, and a companion fell to the ground.

"Retreat, retreat." Once you confirm that you have fallen into the trap, even the bravest people will lose their courage. The Walgasts immediately retreated to their own territory, and the Wallas who attacked them did not chase them, but just fired a few arrows from afar.

"Countess, the enemy has fled." At this time, a general wearing leather armor and a sword on his waist walked to a big tree that was surrounded by two people, raised his head and shouted to the person above.

"Brush." ​​Only an archer jumped from above, his fiery red hair jumped like flames. When she stood up, it was Marty, a Countess of Wealle County, who was wearing small scales. She handed the bow in her hand to the general and patted the leaves stuck on her body.

"Kang Tuoyi seems to have not made any progress? He still keeps harassing us, without any intention." Marty said to his general dissatisfied.

"Countess, maybe you should write a letter to ask for peace, which will benefit both sides." Marty's general suggested to her, after all, it is not a good thing for fellow countrymen to perish.

"Enough, I will not seek peace in a cowardly manner. If I do this, the next time it will definitely not be a harassment from dozens of people, but an army of thousands of people will come. It will never leave people the impression that the Willer people are weak." Marty shook her head, her fiery red hair tied with a ponytail behind her head. She knew the law of the jungle that the strong prey on the weak, especially the territory supported by a woman. If there was a little bit of timidity, then those who covet Willer County would definitely eat her alive.

"Oh by the way, the messenger from Mecklenburg has arrived and brought you a gift from Lord Arod." The general said to Marty immediately.

"Emunique of Arod? Then let's go quickly." Marty said as she strided towards her castle, to be precise, a wooden fort that controls all the land nearby, and is a fortress that integrates administrative, military and refuge places.

"Do you just wear this?" The general immediately stopped Marty. Since the countess converted to Catholicism, the nearby Slav tribes regarded her as a disaster, so the messengers of Mecklenburg, the ally behind her must be treated with caution.

"What should I do? My clothes are still in the castle." Marty said helplessly.

"Don't worry about Lord Eagle, I have sent someone to bring the wooden boxes for your clothes to store. Now please go to a temporary tent.

Sure enough, two maids carried a wooden box and came to Marty in the forest. Several soldiers immediately pulled the opening cloth to separate the place, allowing Marty to dress up in the tent curtain. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!