The night attacks of the Mecklenburg people caused enough trouble for the Bavarians. In the minds of these farmers, the war was just lined up on both sides. Under the sun, with the shouts of the nobles, they waved their weapons and rushed into a ball.

However, the Mecklenburg people from the north gave them a lesson on real war. Originally, most of these Mecklenburg people were the Sislas, and the Germanic immigrants who could not survive lived in a mixed life. They were bloodthirsty and warlike in their bones, and the war with the warm Italians was completely different.

"I am a nobleman, and I ask for ransom in exchange for courtesy." A low-ranking Bavarian nobleman with serious leg injuries was dragged by the desperate people in a mess, but the desperate people faced them like livestock, no, even a kind of revenge pleasure.

The Desperate is the criminals in Arod's territory incorporated into the army. The original intention is to reuse waste. The most dangerous tasks are performed in each war. After performing three tasks, those who can survive will be officially incorporated into the legion. Even because the Desperate has experienced the baptism of cruel battles, their military qualities are higher, so they have become popular among the company captains in the legion. Now, not only are the criminals incorporated into the Desperate team, but some soldiers with high enthusiasm are also required to join.

"This is my own." A desperate man with scars on his face reached out and took off the helmet of the low-level noble. The one who originally belonged to the squire, but when he ran away, the housekeeper put this conspicuous thing on another low-level nobleman.

"I want his boots." The desperate man with a fluffy brown beard took off the leather boots of the low-ranking nobles. In the humid and cold weather of Europa, it would be very unbearable to walk barefoot on the ground.

Arod rode his horse with his officers and Mason's nobles to check out the Bavarian camps, where many miserable people were upside down.

"Woooo." A Bavarian soldier lay on the ground on his back, and he was hit by a sword in his head, almost slashing his face in half. However, his complete vitality made him still breathe.

"Get it." At this time, the legs of the war horse appeared beside the wounded soldier. Aruod looked down at the gasping wounded soldier from the horse. The wounded soldier tried hard to look up at the nobles in front of him.

"Phoa." Wearing shiny armor and exquisite helmet, a knight in chain mail held a battle flag, and the black lion emblem was on the flag. It was obvious that this was the Duke of the Mecklenburger. The wounded soldier spat at Arod with all his strength, saliva with blood.

"Damn beast, look at me killing you." Earl Ron jumped off his horse angrily. The chain mail made a rustling sound as he moved, and the yellow cloak floated behind him.

When Count Ron walked to the wounded soldiers, holding a sword in his hand, preparing to kill the wounded soldiers who offended Arude, but Arude's voice came from behind.

"Wait a moment."

"Duke Duke. This lowly guy dares to offend your dignity. Please let me defeat him." Earl Ron said indignantly.

"If such a small thing is offended, our dignity is too worthless! Haha." Arod whispered the reins of the horse in his hand. The power of the Bavarians did not seem as terrible as the legend.

"Duke, what you are saying." Earl Ron nodded quickly in agreement.

"Colle these wounded soldiers and send them to the castle for traditional Chinese medicine and ask about the military strength of the Bavarians." Arod ordered to his men.

A few miles away from this small battle, the Bavarian Duke stared into the distance. The old and powerful duke wore a Germanic iron helmet with a chain armor hood scattered over his shoulders. The chain mail was outside the chain mail.

"It's raining." The Duke of Bavaria raised his head and looked at the cloudy sky. The wrinkles like knives were covered with knives, and his eyes were bright and bright.

"Yes, Lord Duke." At this time, a strong wind suddenly rose. Behind the Duke of Bavaria, wearing shiny chain mail, the energetic Bavarian army was on standby. It turned out that when he ordered the gentry's troops to enter the border fort, he had already quickly assembled elite troops. The defeat of the gentry's troops was also expected by the old duke.

"I guess those Mecklenburg people must be happy at this time!" the old duke said to the military chief beside him.

"Don't worry, Lord Duke! We will add fun to them with swords and blood." The military chief said with a grin.

"Well, send a knight!" The Duke of Bavaria nodded with satisfaction. He pulled out his sword and pointed in the direction of the Border Fort.

"Boom~." The shadows of war horses and knights appeared in the woods behind the duke. The Bavarian knights were driving war horses under their crotch, wearing exquisite chain mail, and a pointed shield was hung on one side of the war horse. Following the knights were a group of attendants. They were the helpers of the knights, but they could also be used as light cavalry on their side.

"Huhuhu." A Bavarian knight looked at the bumpy road from the gap in his semi-closed helmet. With his rich horse riding experience, he followed his other companions and finally arrived at his destination after running for several miles. Only carefully cultivated horses can load the armored knights into the battlefield and have the strength to launch an attack.

"Stop, stop." At this time, the leader of the Knight Captain raised his fist and asked his companions to stop. They were on the back of a hill. People familiar with the terrain knew that as long as they crossed the hill, they could see the Border Fort.

"Wow." The Bavarian knights quickly restrained the horses under their crotch. The knights who stopped began to form a team. In order to exert their strength, they must arrange them into regular wedge formations so that the horse spear in the hands of each knight can exert its maximum power.

"Parts, these damn northerners actually ran to Bavaria to do whatever they wanted. Can you bear it?" The leader of the Knight captain was driving the war horse under his crotch, and the two red and white feathers on his helmet were raised high.

"No." The Bavarian knights made a muffled sound from their helmets, and their resolute eyes appeared in the peeping hole.

"Okay, now it's time to let them know that the Bavarians are not easy to mess with. Are you ready?"

"Hey~." The knights shouted at the same time, and the war horses under their crotch neighed uneasyly. The attendants behind immediately handed over a special horse spear for their master.

"Attack, for Bavaria~." The leader of the Knight captain did not take a spear. He pulled out his sword, turned around a circle above his head, and then kicked the horse head towards the direction of the battlefield, and used the Golden Spurs on his heel, and the war horse ran out like an arrow off the string.

"Boom." The war horses neighed, the knights roared, and they quickly climbed over the hill and appeared in the sight of the Mecklenburg people.

"Oh, God!" The Mecklenburg people who were cleaning the battlefield were completely confused by the scene in front of them. When they thought the Bavarians had been defeated, a team of Bavarian knights suddenly appeared in front of them, which made people caught off guard.

"Go back to the fort." The desperate people with combat experience reacted first. They immediately ran towards the border fort, and some Mason noble soldiers who were picking up the trophy were hurriedly followed.

Fortunately, after inspecting the battlefield, Arod had already brought the nobles and officers back to the border fort in advance. However, the Mecklenburg soldiers on the border fort wall also found the traces of the Bavarian knights. They immediately sounded the alarm bell. The last time the alarm bell rang was because of the Mecklenburg people.

"Dangdangdang~." A crisp alarm bell rang and spread to every corner of the fortress. Arud, who was already discussing affairs in the lord's hall, stood up from his chair.

"What's going on?" Aruod asked with a frown.

"Don't you know?" The Mason nobles and the officers of the Mecklenburg Legion looked at each other, and a soldier rushed in from outside the door.

"Not good, Lord Duke, a Bavarian knight unit has appeared outside."
Chapter completed!