The drums rumbled and the flags flew. On the central plains of Rostock County, when spring and summer were intersecting, it was a good time for flowers and plants to go out. However, the sound of weapons on this plain and the sound of the drums were full of bleakness. Three soldiers and horses were attracted from the north, south and west, each of which was not less than a thousand people. Two soldiers and horses in the west and south entered the plain, and then they merged into camps. The army in the north was not outdone and set up strong barriers.

"Billis and his vassals." Marty stood outside the camp and looked at the enemy formation opposite with flags waving, with some of the heraldic flags she was familiar with, but now she wanted to be enemies.

"Don't worry, they are only a little more people than us, and Julian has been invading them for a long time throughout the winter, and their soldiers are exhausted." Arod wore an open-close helmet with three colors of bird feathers, and was wearing a complete set of plate armor, including breastplate, arm armor and leg armor connected by leather belts. When he walked, he would make a crackling sound.

"The armor is good, is it the latest style?" Marty couldn't help but look at Arod. This kind of armor is indeed more powerful than chain mail. She wanted to ask how it was made, but Marty also knew very well that this must be Arod's military secret.

"Ah, plate armor, but strictly speaking, it is half plate armor. My thighs only cover the front, but that's enough." Arod was very satisfied with the set of plate armor carefully made by Newman and Oun, but what frustrated him was that this armor was really not suitable for mass production, because it would use up all his inventory of iron but could only equip people in a company. So Arod could only settle for the second best and reinvent the ancient Rome human wire drawing machine, which greatly carried out mass production for the manufacturing of chain mail.

"What's wrong with your soldiers? Are they all foalers?" Marty turned to look at Arod's soldiers and asked in a strange tone. Jing, Arod's soldiers were too quiet. They were just busy with their work, digging trenches outside the camp under the leadership of their commander, and inserting pointed wooden stakes on the ground. On the contrary, Marty's people were jubilant like a group of riot beasts. They waved their battle axes naked, shouting loudly in the direction of Billis, and some people were drinking and peeing.

"Ha, your people are men, but I'm worried that they will cut their heads off before the war begins." Aroud looked at the soldiers who were almost out of control and shook his head and said to Marty.

"They have their own qualities. These soldiers have already participated in several battles. What's the thing in your hand?" Marty saw Arod take a long copper tube from his servant's hand, and he placed the copper tube on his right eye and aimed it at Billis's camp.

"Single-hole telescope, it seems that Billis is doing pre-war mobilization." Arod looked through the single-hole telescope for a long time. Billis stood on an ale barrel, surrounded by soldiers and vassals, and Billis seemed to be doing his best to assure them something.

"Let me see." Marty snatched the telescope and looked over it like Arod. At first sight, she was so scared that she almost threw away the telescope in her hand. At such a long distance, she could be like in front of her, "What kind of magic is this? Gods are above."

"You have converted to the Holy Church, don't keep your past God on your lips."

"Sorry, old habits." Marty shrugged her shoulders and said. When she got used to it, she found that this single-hole telescope was very convenient, showing the number and morale of the enemy.

"It's just some technology, the technology of the ancient Greeks." Arod looked at the cheers from the opposite side, as if they had won a battle. This was Arod's first field battle, and the number of people on both sides exceeded 1,000, which can be regarded as a medium-sized battle.

"You have many tricks, but they are all very practical. Is this thing sold?" Marty put down the telescope in her hand and returned it to Arod, Zhiduoxing, or the fox in Marty's heart.

"If you don't sell it, it will be a big trouble to spread it. As allies, when our cooperation between us deepens, we can consider giving it." Arod put away the single-hole telescope and handed it to his servants. At this time, the Billis camp opposite him rang the sound of war drums. The vassals rode on horseback and held their own flags, followed by their tribal soldiers. The soldiers trotted behind their leaders. The shields, spears and arrows on thousands of people made sounds that could be heard far away.

"They are here, prepare for the Count." Marty saw Billis out of the camp and a solemn expression appeared on her face. She shook her long red hair and took the helmet from her entourage. The helmet was wearing a nose guard, and the top of the helmet was decorated with small wings. Another entourage led a white horse.

"Come on, Billis let me see your skills." Arod also got on the horse with the help of his servants. Before the battle, as a noble and commander of both sides, they would come forward to hold decent talks in the center of the position.

"The soldiers of Willle set out." Marty pulled out his sword, waved heroically to the front, and called out to the Slavs in his camp, catering to the orders of his leader, and rushed out of the camp, and they lined up in a horizontal formation to confront him.

Marty and Arod rode their horses and each with a flag-beating servant, walking towards the center of the position where the two sides were facing each other. Billis was wearing a small golden metal piece, wearing a millet war horse, and his flag-beating servant, who also came to the center of the position. The two sides stopped at the place where they were about to meet.

"Marty, long time no see." Billis looked at his niece in military uniform and greeted her like a family banquet.

"Go to die, you usurper, you are a relative beast." Marty turned her face and spat at the ground, cursing with her eyebrows raised, and said, if it weren't for the rules, she really wanted to stab Billis to death with one sword now.

"I have no choice but to do anything bad to you and I. Marty, you are not my opponent. Give up, you can become my vassal, and I will forgive you for your crimes against me." Billis said to Marty in a pity tone.

"Never." Marty said gritting her teeth, her eyes almost spurting flames, and the war horse under her crotch was twisted and turned.

"Even if you join forces with this German, you are not my opponent. My people are warriors who have experienced many battles. Don't let the Slavs' blood flow out in vain. We should join forces to deal with the invading Germans." Billis continued to persuade Marty unwillingly.

"Mr. Billis, it's useless to say more. When you instigate Chief Rostock to attack me, you have already set your sight on this county. Chief Rostock would probably die with his eyes open if he knew about it." Arod held the saddle with a smile and said to Billis who was sure to win.

"Don't listen to these Germanic instigators, they are all pagan villains." Billis had no intention of talking to Arod, and he said to Marty.

"I have also joined the Catholic Church and have nothing to do with you and your God from now on." Marty took out the silver cross pendant around her neck and showed it clearly for Billis. Seeing this, Billis's face became very ugly.

"Hu, then we can only wash the apostate with blood." Billis turned his horse's head and rode his horse in the direction of his army. Arod reached out to shake him, but at this time Marty came to Arod's side.

"Let your people come out of the camp and start fighting immediately. What are they doing?" Marty said to Arod in a low voice and anxious manner.

"This is because I haven't issued the order yet, I'm in line." Aruod straightened his body and nodded to the little servant beside him and said.
Chapter completed!