Juli Security was armed with his war horse, surrounded by his servants and several noble companions. The servants were all holding swords and shields, while the nobles were also wearing chain mail and swords. Although they looked strong, the number was only about twelve. Julien actually wanted to take such a few people to attack the Danes on the island of Zeland. This was simply a death sentence. Just as they were about to set off, the gate of the castle opened, and the lord Ms. Marty rode a horse and led dozens of followers to chase them out.

"Sir Julian, where are you going?" Marty skillfully stopped Julian and others on the way. She turned the head of the mount and pointed it at Julian and others.

"Ms. Marty." Julian saw that Marty blocked the way, quickly stopped, and the nobles saluted and stopped.

"Answer me, Sir Julian, where are you fully armed? "Marty asked Julian condescendingly, holding the mount.

"Oh, I heard that the border is a little uneasy, so I'll lead some people to patrol the border." Julian said to Marty.

"Pursuing the territory? It's about going to the island of Zeland." Marty pointed out Julian's intentions and said to Arod.

"Sir, Lord, since you know, I won't hide it. Yes, I'm going to the island of Zeland to attack the Danes for the Earl of Mecklenburg." Julian knew that he could not hide it from Marty, so he had to report it truthfully.

"You have such a little bit of people to attack the Danes, but it's like a lamb entering a pack of wolves, and everyone will die there." Marty stared at Julian's face. This was more reckless than bravery. But the knights didn't care about life and death. In their opinion, losing honor was more terrible than death.

"I have to go there." Julian said firmly. Even the Germanic knights who were traveling with him were fearless, as if they were traveling rather than fighting, which made Marty feel helpless. If they wanted to mobilize the military strength of the entire territory, they had to mobilize all the noble tribal troops, but it was impossible for the leader of Zerom to interfere with it.

"Well, I'll lend you my guards." Marty sighed and said to Julian.

"What, Ms. Marty, you are willing to lend me your army." Julian raised his head happily and said to Marty. Marty's personal guards had 300 people. They were usually guards guarding the castle. Now Marty was willing to lend her guards to him, which was a great danger.

"Yes, but this matter must be kept secret." Marty said seriously. In this era, if there is no strong force to protect himself, even if the lord is in danger of life. Of course, Julian knew to immediately guarantee that the news would not be leaked, so he agreed with Marty to quietly lead the soldiers under his command to leave the castle at night.

Just as Julian led Marty's two hundred guards on board the boat and headed towards the island of Zeland. The battle of Schleithug started again, but this time was not as large as the previous one, but the fight of hundreds of soldiers on the small plains. In the next few days, small-scale conflicts became the norm, and neither side achieved a critical victory. The Mason nobles began to feel exhausted, and deserters also appeared among the homesick soldiers. Just when Duke Eble and Arod were extremely anxious, one afternoon in the late summer, a cavalry galloped anxiously on the land of Schleithug. In this era without a map, a Germanic cavalry was very difficult to move on this strange land.

"Where is this?" The cavalry in leather armor led the horse. He walked on a hillside with kneeless weeds under his feet. The summer breeze blew the weeds and made a brushing sound. At this moment, he saw someone shaking from a distance. When the enemy and friends were competing, he quickly led the horse behind a big tree. He bent down and held the sword hilt at his waist and approached quietly. He saw Vikan language coming from the wind, which made him look surprised and retreated quickly.

"Gris, who can win the Mason or Banuk?" The team of Vikings walking on the trail turned out to be the Vikings hired by the Earl of Mecklenburg. Grace and others went to the coast to wait for the fleet from Mecklenburg to bring supplies to the Principality of Mason.

"I think the Masons will win." Grace said to her companions as she walked. She was full of confidence in Arod, and her idea of ​​avenging her father gradually recovered after so many years.

"Gris, you're confused by the cunning Germanic nobleman, haha, maybe you should catch him in the bed." The Vikings joked to Grace.

"That's right, that's right." The Vikings looked at Grace's awkward look and teased. The Vikings had no idea of ​​chastity. Sometimes when guests were visiting a Viking's home, the hospitality Vikings would invite him to join the bedside.

"There are Viking warriors here. It seems that this must be the camp of the Viking warriors. I should go in the opposite direction." The Germanic cavalry hidden in the grass saw Grace and others gradually leaving, so they immediately led their horses to go in the opposite direction. He believed that the Masons should be stationed in the forest in the other direction, so he rode his war horse and immediately ran in that direction.

"Get it out~~~." The Germanic cavalry drove their mounts and rushed into the forest to break the tranquility. As he walked along the way, he felt something was wrong. Not only did he not have the flags of the Mason nobles in the forest, but many other items appeared scattered all over the ground.

"Nee~~~, why is something wrong? Did I go wrong? Oops?" Seeing the battle axe and shield on the ground, and the horse-rejecting objects that appeared among the forest and shrubs, he was shocked and felt that he was going wrong. Just as he was about to turn the horse and leave here.

"Ah~~~." The galloping war horse was suddenly tripped by a tight rope. The German cavalry fell from the horse. As soon as it fell to the ground, it was immediately caught by a group of Viking warriors.

"Report to your Majesty, we have caught a Germanic cavalry." The Viking warrior reported to Danish King Banuk.

"Germany cavalry are scouts, right?" Danish king Banuk said dismissively. In these small-scale battles with the Masons, scouts from both sides also came and went, and it was not uncommon to catch scouts.
Chapter completed!