The army led by Sir Eble set out immediately the next day after resting. Duke Mason's messenger also rode a horse to bring the order to join him immediately. The long-term attack of Göttingen Castle made the Duke unable to hold back. He hurriedly urged the troops of other vassals. Although the Duke of Mason had three counties directly under the territory, there were very few vassals. Apart from the Earl Lauziz, there was only another Count, and the Earl's

The territory is small and the land is barren. The knights of the entire county are only enough to defend the castles of the county. Therefore, the count only paid a vassal service fee to Duke Mason. The lack of the support of the vassal army means that Duke Mason has to bear the expenses of his own direct army. The current military strength is already the limit of the army he can collect. If he cannot take down the castles of Göttingen County in one go, then his conquest will be of no benefit.

"Sir Arude, thank you for helping me with treatment~~~." Stan said to Arude weakly in his caravan. After surviving the high fever that night, his face was still very pale, but his eyes already had the glory of life. The reason why he is weak is normal, it is damaged for a hundred days.

"Where, as a comrade, this is what I should do." Although Stan often causes trouble for Arude, Arude was a very generous person even in his previous life. Otherwise, he would have been half-pierced by the fat man of the rich. Maybe his temper and mind would have become big after being friends with the rich.

"Comrade-in-arms? This is really a very strange title, but it's very appropriate, a friend who fights together." Stan grinned and wanted to smile, but he was too weak and even this action made him feel very tired.

"Did you come to me to thank me?" Aruod felt very surprised. Early in the morning, Stan asked his companions to come to him. Aruod didn't think much about it and followed the knight to Stan's caravan.

"It's not just this matter. In order to repay your kindness, I need to tell you something I know, otherwise I will feel guilty." Stan cheered up and asked his servant to raise his body. He was wearing a white linen shirt and a warm thin wool blanket, which slid down to his chest.

"Oh? What's the matter?" Aruod quickly reached out and covered the blanket back to Stan. He felt that Stan should have some secrets about him.

"You must be wondering why I have been against you again and again." Stan glanced at Aruod with gratitude and said slowly.

"I thought this was because you were not satisfied with the birth of my family's country aristocrats, but they were accepted as close ministers by Sir Eble." Arod thought for a while and replied. The struggle between the nobles was also very fierce. The hierarchy also had an insurmountable gap between the great nobles and the small nobles. This also caused the great nobles to control important positions in the palace and the personal personnel around the monarch, while the small nobles desperately wanted to squeeze into the monarch's court.

"No, although Sir Eble is the heir to the Duke, he is not the Duke yet. The nobles have not yet swear to him. The reason why I joined Sir Eble's inner knights is entirely because of my friends, so your family's allegiance to the Lord is nothing to us." Stan shook his head and denied Arod's conjecture. He struggled to raise his right hand and pointed to Arod.

"Oh? Why is that? Or you just don't like me." Aruod shrugged. He didn't understand what Stan wanted to say to him.

"Be careful of Count Lauziz. He had looked for me before going to war and asked me to find an opportunity to attack you and your family." Stan raised his head hard, tried to get close to Arud's ear, and said to him in a low voice. After that, he seemed to have exhausted his strength, and he lay back, closed his eyes and stopped talking.

"Thank you." Arod didn't expect that there was the black hand of Count Razits behind this. The first vassal under Duke Mason did not seem to intend to let him go and his family. This count is very powerful in the public. It is said that his private parties are everywhere. He did not expect that he could actually influence the inner knights around Sir Eble. Fortunately, he just wants to teach himself a lesson now. If someone shoots a cold arrow behind him during the battle, he and his family will not know how he and his family die. Thinking of this, Arod felt that his back was chilling and waiting for death was not his personality. Although Arod was a generous and tolerant technical otaku, this did not mean that he could be slaughtered.

During the remaining march, everything was moving forward calmly, but Aruod turned around in his mind about how to deal with Earl Lauziz. He thought about it in his mind, comparing horizontally and vertically. As a result, the young servant who had no land now was not a match for Earl Lauziz, and even the entire Wendell family could not compete with it. The great leader said that when the power was weak, it was the most important thing to preserve his own strength, and at this time, it was only the best choice to stay away from Earl Lauziz's sphere of influence, but how could he stay away from Earl Lauziz's power in the Mason Duke?

The castle outside Göttingen was already in chaos at this time. Duke Mason ordered his archers to set up wooden signs within the range of the castle. Archers hid behind the wooden signs and shot at the battlements of the castle's arrow tower. The archers on the castle's arrow tower and the archers on the walls were not to be outdone. The arrows from both sides came and went. Although Duke Mason's archers were far more than the archers in the castle, the archers of Göttingen Castle had an absolute advantage. They hid in the tower and pulled their bows down from the narrow shooting holes. The arrows were more than twice as lethal under the action of mechanical power and the gravity of the earth. It was extremely difficult for people under the castle to accurately shoot the guards on the castle. Therefore, Duke Mason's archers were almost unable to raise their heads by the arrows of the castle guards.

"My monarch, we need more people, and the number of archers has been reduced by almost half." A knight in the inner palace who acted as an adjutant reported to Duke Mason in a sweaty head. The shirt outside his chain mail had broken several holes, and the shield he twisted was full of arrows. It was obvious that the knight in the inner palace had just come down from the front line.

"No one is left, no one is left, God, why are my men all a bunch of idiots?" Duke Mason watched his archers being shot one by one, and beat his chest and stamped his feet in anger. This feeling of frustration was unbearable even if he was so scheming.

"My monarch, do you need us to set up a ladder to attack once?" The adjutant took off his pointed helmet, clamped it under his armpit, and stood up straight and his waist with a sword waiting for the Duke's next instructions.

"That damn ladder has damaged me so many knights." Duke Mason sat on a big rock. Before sitting, he placed his blue velvet cloak behind him, so that he could feel more comfortable when sitting. He held his forehead with his hands, looking sad. Although he could let the irrelevant mates do it when setting up the ladder, and if he was shot, he would lose some mates that could be found everywhere. However, after climbing up the ladder, the knights were often pushed down by the hateful castle guards. They held spears and pressed them hard on the knight's chest and shield. Their elite knights fell clumsyly from the ladder, not to mention that the arrows in the tower were still constantly shooting at the knight. Although most of them were blocked by the knight's chain mail and shield, they would occasionally penetrate the gaps in the armor to kill the knight.

"Mr. Duke, your heir, Sir Eble, has arrived." At this moment, cheers came from behind the army camp, and the soldiers held their weapons high and watched the flags and troops appearing from the trails. The most important thing for a siege army to raise morale was the arrival of reinforcements, because it meant that their death rate in the siege would be much lower.

"Great, my son, my eldest son." Duke Mason could no longer sit still when he heard the cheers and the report from his adjutant. According to Aroud, he was uneasy. The duke strided in the direction where his son appeared. He saw Sir Eble riding on his horse and waved frequently to the cheering soldiers on both sides. The servant behind him was holding the flag of the glorious Hermann family, and there was a flag behind him, which was a base of yellow leaves, and on the pattern was a big key herald. Many soldiers under the flag were holding various vulture-shaped shields, and the shields were painted with various knightly heralds.

"Congratulations to you, my monarch, your heirs won a great victory." The adjutant grinned and clapped his hands to praise Duke Mason, and Duke Mason also stood up straight with great enthusiasm. He was happy for his outstanding heirs. The key herald flag and the knight's shield were both spoils seized by his eldest son. He knew that it was the family flag of Earl Berengal, known as the hungry wolf under the Duke of Saxony. The knight's shield was mostly the knight's family coat of Earl Berengal's inner palace, which was a witness to victory.

"Father." Sir Eble saw his father, Duke Mason, appear, and quickly jumped off the war horse. He knelt on one knee and stretched out his hand to hold his father's hand, kissed the ring on Duke Mason's hand. The knights and soldiers around him also knelt on one knee and saluted to the supreme ruler of the noble Principality of Mason.
Chapter completed!