"The enemy may be surrounded soon. Take the chaos to get on my horse and escape together." Knight Plaunn said to Johnberg from his helmet. Indeed, the battle between the Masons and the Vikings became intertwined at this time. If they do not escape immediately, they may be captured by the Vikings. At this time, there is a mobile and fast war horse, and the chance of escape is the greatest, so most nobles choose to fight on horseback, and they can also escape quickly when the situation is unfavorable.

"Thank you, Lord. If I could escape from the battlefield, I would pay you." Johnberg said to the knight gratefully. On the battlefield, even ordinary soldiers would only care about running away. Unexpectedly, a knight could share the war horse with him. You must know that this kind of thing can only happen among nobles.

"No thanks, I'm giving face to the Count of Mecklenburg." Knight Plaun nodded, and the bottle-style helmet shook and clanged. Then the knight inserted his sword back into the scabbard and stretched out his left hand towards John Berg, as if he was about to pull John Berg on his horse.

"Kill~~~." At this moment, a team of Viking warriors appeared behind John Berg, and it seemed that they were rushing towards this side. The situation could no longer allow John Berg to think about it. He turned his head and looked in the direction where the Viking warrior rushed over, and quickly stretched out his right hand to pull the knight's outstretched arm.

"Come on." The knight used his arm and pulled John Bergrand in the air. But just as John Berg was about to step onto the war horse, the Knight Plaun secretly pulled out a sharp short sword from his waist.

"Thank you~~~uh, puff." John Berg was about to step onto the war horse. A sharp short sword stabbed him in the neck. The moment the two of them were approaching, the Knight Plaun actually stabbed John Berg with a short sword. John Berg did not expect that a knight would suddenly kill him. Blood spurted out of his mouth, and blood fell on the Knight Plaun Berg's bottle-style helmet, but the knight had long been covered in blood.

"You blame you for being loyal to the wrong master." Knight Plaun released his hand and watched John Berg fall off the horse. He took off his bulky helmet, which made it look like a steamer because of the stuffiness. However, John Berg saw the face clearly when he fell off the horse. It was Sir Will Adolf, the inner knight of Count Plaun. This puzzled John Berg. Earl Plaun was an ally of Arody. Why did his inner knight assassinate him? But soon John Berg's consciousness gradually blurred. Blood flowed from his neck arteries dyed the ground under his body purple. In a trance, he seemed to have returned to his beautiful and peaceful mountain village, with the beautiful Lake Lemon in front of him.

When the Swedish raid cavalry appeared on the battlefield, Arud knew that something was wrong. If even he had not expected that the Vikings would have a way to overcome the bottomless swamp, the other Mason nobles would not have expected the emergence of this surprise cavalry and had no plan to resist. As expected, under the impact of the raid cavalry from the side, the Mason nobles' army collapsed. Fortunately, Duke Eble's direct army and Arrud's German mercenary regiment commander spearmen were still guarding the advantageous terrain, so the defeated Mason nobles and soldiers could retreat behind them and reassemble.

"Ted immediately dispatched the Javelin Cavalry to find John Berg." Arod anxiously called Ted, the captain of the Slavs Javelin Cavalry, and asked him to dispatch cavalry to find John Berg. Arod knew that soldiers could be supplemented no matter how much they were lost, but experienced officers like John Berg were particularly precious. Once damaged, it would be difficult to find a replacement. This experience also came from Germany after the end of World War I. Because the European Allies forced Germany to dissolve a large number of troops, the Germans came up with a way to disband the soldiers and retain officers. Before World War II, Germany could quickly restore combat effectiveness. These grassroots officers made great contributions and became the specific executors of the expansion of the Third Emperor's affairs.

After receiving the order, Ted immediately led the Javelin Cavalry to search for John Berg. However, after the Vikings achieved an overwhelming victory, the Javelin Cavalry did not dare to take risks easily. Before he rode down the gentle slope, he was driven back by the surging Vikings. However, the Vikings believed that they could defeat the Principality of Mason with their victorious aura. The Danish King Banuk also believed that he had put all his troops in. When the Vikings who had been resting and who had been impatient to rush to the gentle slope, they were unexpectedly hit.

"Bowlman Shooting~~~." The crossbowls of the German Mercenary Group, who had been on guard, shot the arrows and crossbow arrows in their hands behind the pointed wooden stakes. The arrows were shot like locusts and shot upwards, causing many Vikings who were caught rolling down the gentle slope and knocked their companions to the ground. Even if the Vikings rushed to the crossbowls of the German Mercenary Group, they were blocked by the pointed wooden stakes and could not move forward, and were shot dead from close range.

"Pull out those damn pointed wooden stakes." Danish King Banuk said angrily. He didn't expect his army to be blocked by these stolen tricks. At this time, Aruod's face appeared in his mind for no reason. It was obvious that this kind of stolen tricks was very useful. Under the order of the Denmark King, the Viking Warrior who was fearless rushed up and hugged the stolen stolen with both hands and pulled it out.

"Pulleymen, defense." But the spearmen of the German Mercenary Group arrived in time. They stabbed the Viking warriors with their spears. For the spearmen, Arud's order was absolute. Even if they formed a wall with their bodies, they would block the Viking warriors' attack. They knew that if someone was a deserter, their families would be dismissed from all kinds of generous treatment and even severe punishment. Arud was extremely generous to the obedient soldiers, but his punishment was also quick and cold.

"Drizzle~~~." Just as the fierce battlefield moved from the small plain to the gentle hills, rain fell in the sky. The midsummer weather was like a child's face changing as soon as possible. Soon the rain turned from childhood to overwhelming rain. The rain water dripped the soldiers on both sides of the attack and defense, and the ground became muddy. The Viking warriors' shoes stepped on the mud and raised their shields to attack upwards. The German mercenary soldiers held the spear in their hands tightly. The rain flowed down the gun and dripped at their feet. The rain mixed with blood and moistened the weeds.

"Your Majesty, it's getting dark. Night battles are not good for us. Let's retreat first." Claze felt his whole body aches. He looked up at the sky. He had been fighting for a whole day without realizing it. Because of the rain, the sky became darker and darker, so it is very likely that the sight would be blocked and each other accidentally injured. Moreover, after the Mason nobles who were defeated on the small plain retreated back to the hilly camp area, they would soon gather to support the German mercenaries. It would be best to retreat to the forest before the Masons reacted, so that their supply lines would be guaranteed.

"Damn, God Odin, why did you stop me from killing these southerners?" Danish king Banuk looked up at the dark sky, and the cold rain fell from the thick clouds dripped on his face. Banuk cried out in resentment.

Finally, with the intervention of the weather, the Danish king Banuk sounded the horn of retreat. The Vikings raised their round shields and carefully resisted the arrows from the Masons camp, slowly retreated out of the hilly slopes. Looking at the Vikings who gradually disappeared from their sight, the nobles of the Masons Principality finally breathed a sigh of relief. What was strange was that after the war, there was no cheering except for the wailing of the injured soldiers, the neighing of the horses who lost their masters, and the sound of rain falling from the sky. This was a draw battle. Both sides were even afraid of each other and did not have time to clear the battlefield in front of them. The Vikings were hiding from the rain in the forest. The Masons were stationed on the hills and licking their wounds. Necked at the hills, neither side relaxed a little bit of vigilance.

"Sorry, Count, I was unable to complete the task." Ted stood in front of Arod in shame and reported to Arod.

"Is there no sign of John Berg among the retreating swordsmen?" Arod was also wet. When the rain stopped, he did not hide in the tent like other nobles, but instead looked for John Berg among the defeated and wounded soldiers. However, among these people, he did not want to find John Berg, which made Arod frown even more.

"The Swiss are also helping to find out, if there is any news, they will come back to report it. Lord Earl, you should replace the wet armor and lining, otherwise you will get sick." Sir Ron advised Arod.

"Come back swordsmen, I'll ask about the situation at that time." Arod ignored Sir Ron's advice and ordered the retreating swordsmen to come. Soon, the madman Andrew and several swordsmen came to Arod.

"Old Earl." The swordsmen who suffered defeat were covered in dust. Although this was not their fault, the setbacks made them lose their past rebelliousness and faced Aruod's inquiry carefully.

"Is Colonel Johnberg dead?" Arod asked, looking at them.

"This~~~." The swordsmen all looked at each other. The situation was too chaotic at that time. The defeated Mason soldiers rushed all the swordsmen's teams into pieces. The swordsmen just rely on their own personal combat power to finally escape from a bloody way.

"Dear Count, when I saw Lord John Berg last time, he was wrapped in a group of defeated soldiers. We lost contact. His armor was too conspicuous and I was afraid that the Viking warriors would pay attention to it." The madman Andrew said to Arod truthfully.
Chapter completed!