Aruod rode on his mount. When he passed by the city gate, he lowered his head slightly. The narrow top of the city gate still rubbed his hat. However, Aruod did not feel these details at this time. He was constantly deducing the upcoming war in his mind. This war was different from the previous battles with foreign nations such as the Slavic tribe. It was a comprehensive political, military and influence contest.

In fact, the influence of the Bavarian Duke can be seen from the royal court. Even the king Henry, who was mostly guarded against the Bavarian Duke, had to use more Bavarian nobles in his court. On the one hand, this was to balance the rights between the nobles, and on the other hand, it also showed that the nobles of the Bavarian Principality were indeed very excellent.

"How is the combat effectiveness of the Bavarians? You must find out." Arod held the reins in his hand tightly, and he knocked his horse's belly hard with his heels. The mount ran away with a long neigh, followed by the cavalry of Mecklenburg.

"Prince Otto, the Regent, handed over the investigation power to the Principal of Mecklenburg. This is not good." A royal court minister and the Prime Minister stood on the main tower, and they watched silently as the Duke of Mecklenburg and his cavalry left.

"Investigation, haha, the Duke of Mecklenburg bewitched the young Prince Otto, but that's fine." Gong Xiang stroked his neck pendant and said disdainfully.

“How to say it?”

"If Prince Otto suffers a little, you will understand that Bavaria is not so easy to mess with, and he will know that our suggestions are the good words." Gong Xiang said gloatingly. For Prince Otto not obeying his suggestions, Gong Xiang thought this was not a good phenomenon. A monarch who was too arrogant would need certain setbacks, so that the role of consultants and court officials could be enhanced.

"So do we need to remind the Duke of Bavaria?"

"Well, it's good that the Duke of Bavaria owes me a favor." Gong Xiang sorted out his cloak. His family also had a large amount of real estate in the Duke of Bavaria, and many of his relatives were Bavarian nobles.

The Duke of Bavaria soon learned from the court of Adam that Arod might be unfavorable to him, but the Duke of Bavaria really did not take this emerging country bumpkin in his eyes. It would take some time to attack the Duchy of Bavaria from Mecklenburg, not to mention that the Duke of Bavaria was very confident in his army.

"The stupid Mecklenburg people, they really thought they had the right to investigate. We will let them make mistakes?" Death Knight Balk stood in front of the Duke of Bavaria and said with disdain.

"I'm not worried about the Mecklenburg people. Have you not got the whereabouts of Duke Mason?" said the Duke of Bavaria to Balk.

"My people are still looking for, but that damn little white face is like a mouse hiding into the sewer. I suspect that the Bavarians are helping him." Balk said to the duke in a tactful manner.

"You must catch Duke Mason, I know what you want to say, but you cannot hurt Eberhad." Only Eberhad, the son of the Duke of Bavaria, can save Duke Mason without anyone noticing.

"It's the Duke." Balk bowed helplessly to the Duke and left. As the Duke's knight, his mission is to complete the mission.

Duke Mason sat at the shabby wooden table, and in front of him was a bowl of sticky oatmeal porridge. In order to avoid the Duke of Bavaria's search, Eberhad's men tried to find some food from the country farmhouse without touching the search troops. Of course, this was just one in the sky and one on the ground compared to what Duke Mason usually eats.

"Oh." Duke Mason put down the wooden spoon with a frown. The sticky oatmeal porridge made him feel like a pile of snot and could not swallow it at all.

"Sir Duke, please don't walk around. Balk's soldiers who want to capture you are everywhere. We must act cautiously." Eberhard's men said to Duke Mason.

"When will I return to the Principality of Mason?" Duke Mason Eble said anxiously. Life here is simply terrible. The food and hygiene are far from each other. Even the farmhouse they live in is airtight, which makes him tremble in the cold at night.

"Mr. Ebehad's father has blocked the border, and we will be discovered before we get close to the border. Please be patient, Mr. Ebehad will find a way."

"I'm going crazy here. It's better to die in the forest if I do this." Duke Mason held his head and sat on the hard wooden bed, with the rustling hay on it.

Although Lord Eberhard wanted to protect Duke Mason, in fact, for Duke Mason, this kind of protection was like imprisonment. He could not leave the soldiers' sight casually, and there were many inconveniences in life. He didn't know how long he could last. When the moon was in the sky at night, Duke Mason curled up against the cold wall and looked up at the moon in the sky, he hoped that someone could take him out of this embarrassing dilemma.

On the clearing ground outside Mecklenburg, two armies were confronting each other with murderous intent. One was the Teutonic Knights led by Ive, and the other was the Mecklenburg Legion led by Baron Ron. Arod rode on a war horse on a hill not far from both sides, and took out a single-hole telescope to look at both sides.

"Sir, everything is ready." The personal servant reported to Aruod.

"Yeah, it's time to start." Arod put down the single-hole telescope in his hand, raised his hand and waved it down hard, and the knight holding the Duke of Mecklenburg next to Arod, immediately waved the flag in his hand vigorously.

"here we go."

"It's begun." Earl Iv and Baron Ron kept staring at the flag. When the flag was waving, they immediately gave orders to their soldiers one after another.

"Dude, the Teutonic Knights are in a duel." Monk Elvit stood on Arod's left, huddling his hands in his wide sleeves. This was a military exercise chaired by Arod. The purpose was to test the military strength of Mecklenburg. The weapons used by soldiers on both sides were wooden sticks. At first, the courtiers in Mecklenburg thought this was simply a joke. After all, no one had ever heard of fighting or playing house.

"After all, the strength of the Teutonic Knights is above the Mecklenburg Legion." Dylan Matt stood on Arod's right. Because of his hunchback, a servant held him on his shoulders, allowing him to see the whole story.

"The Teutonic Knights will definitely win." Monk Elvit said, looking at the Teutonic Knights, who were full of momentum and had high personal combat skills and morale.

"That's not necessarily the case. The Mecklenburg Legion has rich combat experience, and there are many veterans among them who have been through the battlefield for a long time." Dylan Matt said to Monk Elvit, looking at the rock-stable Mecklenburg Legion.

"My two most important court officials each supported the Mecklenburg Legion and the Teutonic Knights. Well, why don't you make a bet?" Arod said to the two court officials with a smile on his horse.

"Well, this is a good idea." Monk Elvit also became interested. He took out his purse and rushed to Dylan. Matt was so excited that he would have agreed if Dylan Matt could make some blood.

"A word is certain." Dylan Matt did not show weakness. He looked at the Mecklenburg Legion attentively, and was still very confident about Baron Ron's command ability.

"Teutonic knights, let them know who is the strongest legion in Mecklenburg." Eve was brave and rude, holding up his prosthetic limb with a wooden hammer on his right hand, shouting loudly to the proud Teutonic knights.

"Roar~." The Teutonic Knights all came from the elite class and became part of the Teutonic Knights through devilish training and elimination. Although they were much smaller than the Mecklenburg Legion, they were energetic and not afraid. They would rather block their lives for collective honor. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!