With the strong support of Arod, the headquarters of the Teutonic Knights gradually began the second and third phases of the project, and additional auxiliary buildings were added outside the main building. The long-house-shaped building was the residence of low-ranking soldiers and servants. At the same time, in order to cultivate good war horses, a knight stable was also built. The medieval stables were not only places to feed horses, but also blacksmith shops were provided.

However, Aruod's own smelting base can afford this role, so there is no need to build an additional blacksmith shop. The war horses used by Teutonic knights must be tall war horses trained and only such war horses can afford knights covered with armor.

"Look at Arod, the young men are in high morale." Ifu looked proudly at the Teutonic Knight in the training ground, holding a spear in his hand, aimed at the dummy to sprint for training, and said happily to Arod.

"Well, I'm not worried about the Knights' charge, but we may face many complex situations in the future, so we must allow the Knights to face various terrain and conditions." Arod tried his best to devote his energy to his work. Only in this way can he forget the troubles of his family. However, what made him very pleased was that the Teutonic Knights grew very fast, and it can be foreseen that in addition to the Mecklenburg Legion, the Teutonic Knights will become another sword for him.

"By the way, why do you want those ugly nomads to join us?" Yifu said in confusion and disgust.

"Arje and the others?" Arod was stunned for a moment and then realized that what Ifu was talking about was the Eastern European bow and shooting cavalry team led by Master Arje outside the Teutonic Knights. In the eyes of Ifu and others, these strange-looking people were completely different from them in terms of religious customs, and it was normal for them to feel rejected.

"Yes, I think the Teutonic Knights can deal with any enemy with it. There is really no need to hire these aliens again." Yifu advised Arod.

"No. I need their special abilities." Arod shook his head and denied Iv's proposal, because he knew very well that the power of the bow-shooting cavalry, and the heavy cavalry might be incomparable in melee lethality. But if he encountered a unique tactic from the East, he might return in a defeat. What's more, the East Frank Kingdom has always faced a terrible foreign enemy and a general threat from the Magyars, and the Magyars are best at bow-shooting cavalry.

"I really don't know what you think. It's blasphemy to let those pagans enter our territory." Ifu's thoughts represent the Teutonic Knights, who were so proud.

"Let's do this, let's prepare an exercise to see who is better and worse." Aruod suddenly thought of a good idea, so he said to Ifu.

"exercise?"

The wind passed through the jungle and knee-deep grassland and gradually climbed upwards, overlooking the land of Mecklenburg. In the clearing between a dense forest and a wasteland, with the sound of horse hooves of war horses, the two opposite teams gradually appeared, as if a war was about to begin, but no one knew what was going on at this time.

Even if Mecklenburg has successively immigrated and introduced population, it is still concentrated around the castle and town, so a large number of open spaces are not crowded. Many times, one or two farmhouses appear one or two miles apart, and only near King's Avenue or Roman Avenue can a hotel for travelers to rest.

"Teutonic Knight. Stay." Ifu, who was in charge, raised his hand high. He rode his horse and walked at the front of the team, wearing armor mixed with chain mail and plate armor. All behind him were composed of knights.

"Woolala." Mr. Alger, who was opposite, was wearing a bear-skin hat, wrapped in messy leather armor and fur. The war horse under his crotch was a short Eastern European horse, and it was said that it looked like a horse but more like a donkey.

Hearing the strange screams from Master Alger, the nomadic warriors behind him stopped. Except for the war horses under their crotch, these nomadic warriors were generally covered with dirty clothes, but they were bows behind them. The quiver with arrows hanging on the other side.

"These sad guys, hum." Ifu touched his beard proudly. He said to the Knight Harold beside him.

"Let's defeat them." The Harold Teutonic Knight, wearing a barrel-shaped head, said in a humming voice.

"Wait a moment, where is my brother? I will show him the invincible spirit of the Teutonic Knight." Ifu looked around and he searched for Arod's traces.

"Boom~." At this time, on a small hill, Aroud rode his horse to the top of the hill, and from here he could just see the entire venue. At the same time, the flag of the Duke of Mecklenburg floated over his head, adding a blue ribbon to the flagpole.

"Let's start!" Aruod rode on the horse and looked at both sides, nodding to the servants beside him, indicating that he could signal a flag.

"Sir Duke, it's better to stop this kind of competition without eyes." Dylan Matt rode on a foal. His deformed figure could not ride on a tall war horse. This kind of horse was more suitable for him.

"Marriage competition is also one of the responsibilities of the knights, let's start!" Aruod said dismissively. In this era, the knight competitions were all real swords and guns, and casualties were tolerated, and even the individual's military skills far exceeded the collective formation.

"Huhh." The flag of the Duke of Mecklenburg was shaking, and the square duke's flag made a trembling sound in the wind.

"Oh, for the glory of Christ, the Teutonic Knights attacked." Ifu put on a high helmet. He waved his prosthetic limbs, waved his squads and shouted loudly.

"Oh oh oh." Under Ifu's order, the Teutonic Knights, who had long been unable to contain their blood, raised their rifles in their hands, kicked the horses under their crotch and rushed out. Of course, after a long period of training, the Teutonic Knights maintained a neat formation, and the individual impact was far less powerful than the collective charge. This was the experience instilled in them by Arod.

"Boom." The heavy cavalry's charge was powerful, and the wedge formation shot towards the nomadic cavalry like arrows. The sound of their horse hooves was like thunder in spring.

However, the nomadic cavalry led by Master Alger turned the horse's head with a roar and retreated to widen the distance. Although the Eastern European horse under their crotch was small, it was very flexible.

"Swoosh~." The moment he turned his horse's head and retreated, the nomadic cavalry took off the short bow he was carrying. This type was made of flexible pieces of wood and was glued with unique glue. The ends of the bow were matched with the horns of a beast, and the firing speed was extremely fast.

"Dangdang~." The Teutonic Knights charged towards the arrows, which hit their armor, making a crisp jingle sound.

"Don't be afraid, our armor is enough to withstand this weak arrow." Harold loudly encouraged his companions. Everyone of the Teutonic Knights was wearing fine chain mail, and ordinary arrows could not hurt them at all.

"Turn left." The Teutonic Knights looked at the nomadic cavalry fleeing from afar and couldn't help but chased after them under the leadership of Ifu. However, these nomadic cavalry were like girls in love, and always kept a certain distance from them. No matter how the Teutonic Knights beat and kicked the war horses under their crotch, they could not catch up with the light cavalry.

"My Duke, these nomadic cavalry only dare to escape from a distance. It seems that they dare not fight Earl Yifu. They are indeed a group of cowards!" Earl Ron, as a servant, said. As a knight-born noble, he certainly looked down on those dirty nomadic tribes.

"Well." But Dylan Matt frowned, and he noticed a slight sense of inconsistency. Even though the Teutonic Knights maintained their neat formation and unstoppable power, the nomadic cavalry was like a piece of sand, gathered or scattered throughout the grass.

"Look! Look!" Aruod smiled slightly and did not explain to his nobles. He just hoped that the knights would get used to this kind of combat method, otherwise he would be panicked when facing the terrifying Magyars.

"Swoosh." The nomadic cavalry dispersed. The Teutonic knights pierced their formation on the surface, but these nomadic cavalry shot arrows from both sides while running, and did not care about any provocations of the Teutonic knights. What's even more terrifying is that they were growing on horseback and could turn around and shoot an arrow while escaping the Teutonic knight's pursuit.

"Huh, damn guys, come and fight with us." Yifu was chasing out of anger. He cursed at the nomadic cavalry, but no one paid attention to him and kept shooting arrows at them.

The exercise gradually became interesting. The Teutonic knights screamed and chased the nomadic cavalry, but the nomadic cavalry seemed to tease the children, avoiding their pursuit everywhere. Even if the Teutonic knights were not slow under their crotch, they could not be able to get there quickly, and the game was going on between chasing and dodging.

"Run, run quickly." Harold urged the horse under his crotch. He tried to use his legs to clamp the horse's belly, rather than kicking the spurs on his feet, because if he kicked too many times, he might kick the precious horse indiscriminately.

"Grey Rule." But the war horse under his crotch was exhausted, and his whole body was soaked as if it had rained, and finally his hooves slowly fell down.

The entire Teutonic Knights formation was loose in pursuit, and many people gradually dragged from the front to the back like Harold. They had to slow down and slow down the mounts, but at this moment, a whistling sounded from all around.

"Woolala." The nomadic cavalry rushed from behind. They held up the wooden guns in their hands and rushed up in large groups, shooting down the lonely Teutonic Knights.

"Damn guys." Yifu heard the howling behind him and quickly turned the horse back, but the arrow flew from behind. In fact, even if he chased him, he could not save his companions, so he could only watch as he fell off his horse one by one.

When the exercise was over, the dejected Teutonic Knights came to Arud with lime powder all over their bodies. The lime powder was wrapped in arrows, and the arrows were covered with white lime powder. When they shot the opponent, they could clearly see whether they were shot, so the Teutonic Knights were fished out from the white lime pit.

"Come on, let's have a meeting now and summarize how to deal with such archers." Aruod did not blame the Teutonic Knights. He just made a big move and let the Teutonic Knights go to him. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!