Earl Berengal tightly held the reins in his hand, and his head was wearing a smooth and bright dog-mouthed helmet. The mask of this helmet had a pointed mouth like a dog, and the masks were connected with hinges. He was wearing the chain mail that most of the knights passed on. A wool cloak from the Italian city-state fluttered behind him. He followed the attendant knights and inner-domestic knights. These knights in iron armor drove their war horses under their crotch and ran wildly on the muddy paths of Crave County. Farmers who cultivated in the fields on both sides of the road looked at this army that looked like a torrent of steel. If they had not seen the flag of Earl Berengal, the farmers would have escaped in all directions.

"Sir Earl, the remaining nobles in Crave Castle bring you the message, those hateful Masons are fleeing towards the border." A cavalry wearing a wide-edged helmet ran from the front to Earl Berengal.

"They cannot be allowed to escape into Göttingen. Duke Mason's army has already attacked Göttingen. If they are allowed to merge, it will be troublesome. They must be solved in Crave." Earl Berengal pulled out his dog-mouth mask hinge to reveal the face inside the helmet. He raised his right hand with four fingers of the chain mail gloves, and pointed forward and ordered.

"Yes, the Masons are not familiar with the terrain here at all. We will take shortcuts to detect where they are going." The knights of Count Berengal tapped their shields and made a sound of Peng Peng to express their acceptance of the Count's orders.

The knights under the Earl of Berengarh scattered to all the crossroads of the road in their respective cavalry units. They agreed that if anyone found the traces of the Masons, they would light fireworks as a sign so that others could know the location. The soldiers led by Earl of Berengarh were all elite. As the lord of the wealthy Hamburg County, his county was full of cities. In addition to the knights equipped with chain mail, most of the infantry were guild apprentices and craftsmen from the city. These people themselves were richer than the farmers in the country. They wore leather armor or cotton armor filled with wool sewn with linen. They held sharp iron weapons in their hands, which was also the reason why Earl of Berengarh was confident of destroying Sir Eble's army.

"What is that?" A soldier under Sir Eble stood at the edge of the river and the swamp and stood guard. In front of him was a line of defense formed by the pointy wooden stakes. A shallow trench was dug by the servants in front of the pointed wooden stakes. This trench covered the front of the camp in a row. Except for the direction of the swamp, this trench formed in other places. It is said that this was a strategy provided by Arod, who was called Zhido Star by Sir Eble.

"Burn the smoke." A knight of Count Berengal led his servant to the river in Crave County. The war horse under his crotch screamed as he ran and was tired of gray. The sweat was covered with the mane of the war horse. The knight wanted his war horse to drink some water in the river, but at this moment he unexpectedly discovered the Masons' camp. The knight quickly uncovered his mask and turned his head and ordered his servant.

Soon a bonfire was lit in broad daylight. The attendant poured the horse manure of the war horse under the knight's crotch on it. The horse manure burned by the fire formed a thick black smoke and rose into the sky. Both sides of the enemy and us found this signal. Sir Eble's soldiers hurriedly turned around and ran towards the jazz's tent, while the people of Count Berengal gradually gathered and came straight towards this side.

"Sir, I found the flag of the knights of the Duke of Saxony's vassal outside the camp." The sir's soldiers reported to Ebel. The knights in the camp looked at Ebel and Arod beside him. After Sir Ebel praised Arod as the star of Zhido, most of them understood that the Jazz valued Arrod. Although the knights were a little dissatisfied, they still hoped that Arod could have more ideas to defeat the enemy when his life was hanging at a thread.

"Oh, is it the Duke of Saxony here?" Sir Eble frowned, his hands were clenched involuntarily, and a slight cold sweat appeared in his palms. Duke of Saxony was a person who had difficulty dealing with his father.

"We just need to defend according to the plan. The natural barrier formed by rivers and swamps, the pointed wooden stakes and trenches we have added. This is a castle built by God himself. If you defend the castle, unless it is ten times more than our enemies, victory will definitely belong to us." Aroud saw the tension of the crowd. The atmosphere in the tent was a little depressed, and he quickly comforted him.

"Yes, it's much easier if it's defense." The knights, including Sir Eble, breathed a sigh of relief. Indeed, the defense system created by Arod commanding the light infantry in a few days was simply a stroke of knowledge. The natural swamps were used as a buffer zone to slow the enemy's advance. Archers were arranged to shoot on the shore of the swamp, and a large number of trenches were dug on the side without swamps to insert pointed wooden stakes. The complex structure made the knights with rich war experience shocked them.

"Hmph, I think this kind of pointed wooden stake and trenches have no use. The enemy just sends people to bypass it. Look, there are still roads between trenches. Is that specially prepared for the enemy?" Knight Stan said with a sneer and disdain. He said, "The trenches were dug in sections, and there are narrow roads between trenches. On weekdays, soldiers don't think anything is there, but if a war starts, the enemy will follow the path.

"But if you want to bypass it, the enemy's formation will change and lengthen. Many of the trenches built by Arude are still defending on both sides. It seems that when the enemy attacks the abdomen of our camp, the troops have been almost exhausted. Where did you learn such fortifications from?" After hearing the words of Knight Stan, General Relf told his observations over the past few days. At the same time, he was curious about Arude's unpredictable knowledge, don't forget that Arude is just a young attendant.

"Oh, that's it, I read a Roman military system left by my family when I was very young, and they had this kind of defense on it." Arod felt relieved when he heard General Relf's words. How could he explain this knowledge of fortifications? I couldn't say that I learned this from something called computer network in later generations, but he had a sudden inspiration to push everything on the Romans.

"What Roman military system?" Not only did General Relf shock, but other knights, including Sir Eble, shouted in surprise.

"Where is that book now?" Sir Eble's voice trembled. He stood up from behind the wooden table and asked Arod excitedly.

Although the Roman Empire was destroyed by the Germans, the glorious and powerful civilization had an infinite influence on these barbarians, just as if the Eastern Tang Empire had a profound impact on East Asian countries. The Roman military system and military wisdom disappeared after hundreds of years of catastrophe. It was impossible to recover it. However, the Roman military wisdom that accidentally flowed out from the broken walls was enough to make the medieval barbarian nobles worshipped them as gods.

"Well, once I accidentally fell into the fireplace and burned it, right?" The biggest flaw in Arod's lie was Sir Wendell. If Sir Wendell said he didn't know about it at all, then this lie would not be able to be fulfilled.

"Yeah, that's the case." Fortunately, Sir Wendell just glanced at Arod strangely, then nodded and said to Sir Eble.

"Oh, it's such a pity." Sir Eble's face was a little pale. He sat in the chair in disappointment, and then a rosy red appeared on his face, because he thought that if this was what Arod learned from the book left by the Romans, then what would he be afraid of even the Duke of Saxony came to attack in person.

"It's great. We will definitely win as long as we follow the Romans' methods." Not only did Sir Eble feel the confidence soaring, but even the other knights said to each other happily.

"Woo, woo~~~~." At this moment, a low trumpet sound came from outside the camp. Earl Berengal's army gathered together and appeared near the river bank. Among the colorful triangular flags, a square flag was higher than all the flags, and the flag was embroidered with a heraldic pattern of a big key. This was the family flag of Earl Berengal.

"Fortunately, it was not the Duke of Saxony who came to attack." Seeing the key flag, Sir Eble, who was familiar with the culture of aristocratic heralds, immediately recognized it. It was the family flag of Ebleau Berengal, the vassal of the Duke of Saxony. However, the subsequent appearance of Count Ebleau Berengal's 300 knights of the inner palace and well-equipped infantrymen began to shake Sir Ebleau's heart, wondering if he could really defend it?

"What are the Masons doing? It's really a ghost." Earl Berengal saw from his dog-mouthed helmet that the Masons dug up the ravines in front of him, with pointed wooden stakes inserted diagonally in the ravines. Infantry and knight were arranged behind the pointed wooden stakes. Seeing that the flag commander in the camp should be Duke Mason's relatives personally led the troops, because there was a white guardrail pattern above the flag of Duke Mason's family, which meant that he was Duke Mason's eldest son. Could it be the first heir to Duke Mason? Thinking of this, Earl Berengal was very happy. If he could capture Duke Mason's heir, it would be a great achievement.

"Sir Earl, the terrain here is not suitable for knights to charge. Do you need to use archers?" Earl Berengal's adjutant stepped forward and suggested to the Count.
Chapter completed!