Ronald did not expect that a team of Masons cavalry was so difficult. He attacked him and the raiders from a distance with javelins. When the raiders were about to turn around and pursue, they turned around and fled far away. They couldn't get rid of like a flies that were annoying in summer. The raiders who claimed to be elite cavalry were very troubled by this tactic and had to retreat into the forest to return to Schlei Sulgate.

"Woo~~~." As the low voice of the Vikings' horns sounded, two thousand Viking warriors entered Schlei Sulgburg under the leadership of Danish King Banuk. Seeing the arrival of many Viking warriors, Alson finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your Majesty." Yarson stood at the gate of Schlei Sugburg, looking at Danish king Banuk who entered surrounded by many Viking warrior leaders. He quickly lowered his head to pay tribute to the king. Danish king Banuk came forward to grab Yarson's shoulder. The two hugged him. This was Banuk's reward for Yarson to defend Schlei Sugburg. If Yarson did not hold the fortress in the siege of the Masons, then Dan... King McGrath's territory would fall into the hands of the Masons.

Just as the Danish raid cavalry passed by Schlei Sugburg, the Mason team led by Duke Eble set up camp among the hills. They occupied a condescending terrain along the gentle slope of the hills. Duke Eble's direct army was stationed at the highest point to give an overview of the overall situation of the battlefield and was surrounded by the vassals' army. It seems that the night attack made Duke Eble still remember it, so he put his safety first, and Arod's German mercenary group was stationed on the left wing.

"Master Earl." When John Berg saw Arod walking among the soldiers on the front line accompanied by Sir Ron, he stepped forward and bowed to Arod.

"John Berg, my deputy commander, have you assigned pointed wooden stakes to the archers?" Arod said to John Berg. Before the war, he ordered the peddlers to collect as many stakes as possible along the way, and then sharpen the two ends. During the battle, the archers of the German Mercenary Group could insert the pointed wooden stakes diagonally in front of them to resist possible attacks on the opposite side. This move was learned by Arod from the combat methods of England's longbow soldiers in history.

"As you told me, the pointed stakes have been distributed." Johnberg replied to Arod that this mercenary colonel from the Bern Mountains was very loyal and reliable to help Arod establish the German mercenary group, and was always able to perfectly execute Arod's orders.

"Very good." Aruod nodded with satisfaction. He stood on this high ground gentle slope. The crossbowmen were divided into three floors and ten teams were distributed unevenly on the gentle slope. Each team had sharp wooden stakes to defend. Strangely, Aruod was showing a defensive posture.

"Sir Earl, why do we have to defend here? What if the Vikings don't come to attack?" John Berg asked curiously.

"No. If you don't attack, you're not Vikings." Arod smiled slightly. His understanding of Viking culture made him not worried about this. The brave and fearless warrior culture made them not sit idly by and ignore the rampant Masons on their territory.

"Then I will order the soldiers to keep alert." John Berg said immediately and seriously. You must know that the reputation of the Viking warriors is even heard of by the mountain people, and now they have to face the anger of these Viking warriors with the name of berserkers.

"Don't worry, it will take some time for them to come to us." Arod stood high and looked into the distance. In front of them was a low-lying plain, with wet swamps on one side and dense woods on the other. John Berg was wearing the first batch of brushed chain mail made by the Mecklenburg smelting base. He wore a strap of five-pointed star inlaid indicating the identity of the officer. John Berg's face was no longer as wind and frost as he had seen the first time, but on Mecklenburg's face, on the contrary, in Mecklenburg's face

The stable and stable life of the Fort made his haggard face turn rosy and shiny because of his wandering dissipation. Coupled with the delicate helmet and chain mail on his body, this Swiss mercenary from Bern was sometimes mistakenly recognized as a nobleman. Of course, Arod gave him great command rights and high remuneration in the German mercenary group, which allowed John Berg to hire three servants to take care of his daily life and rent a large house in the town outside Mecklenburg.

"I will strengthen my defense, please don't worry about the Count." John Berg proudly raised his chest, and Arod gave him a good life, but in his heart, he also had a little guilty feeling, and he wandered in his heart for a long time, but he had no other way except to pray to God.

"By the way, Colonel John Berg, you have served me for so long, and I have never heard you talk about your hometown." Arod turned around and looked at the loyal mercenary colonel beside him. It is said that powerful nobles can use their own strength to promote civilians to nobles. John Berg is undoubtedly a loyal and reliable subordinate. Arod needs him to become a noble in his court to help him as his assistant.

"Ah, that seems to be a long time ago. I have been away from my hometown for ten years. I really didn't expect it to be so long. It was a tribe located on the shore of Lake Lemon, belonging to a tribe in Schwitz. You can see the rolling Alps and the majestic Alps across there~~." Strangely, after ten years, John Berg's memory of his hometown was so clear. His eyes looked into the distance. Although it was not the location of his hometown, it seemed that the quiet village surrounded by mountains appeared in front of him.

"You should go back to your hometown to see your relatives, my loyal deputy commander." Aruod understood this feeling. Sometimes in Chihiro's dream, he seemed to have returned to his true country, and saw that his parents were looking forward to his return.

"Are you going to fire me?" John Berg took a breath. He thought that Arod wanted to fire him. For mercenaries, he could only return to his hometown by termination of the contract. Although John Berg earned enough remuneration, he didn't know why he didn't feel like he left the German Mercenary Group team.

"Discharge, oh my loyal friend, I won't do this. But I decided that after fighting this war, I will give you a fief to become a nobleman and serve me better in the Mecklenburg court, so that you can return to your hometown to visit your loved ones in a glorious manner, right?" Arod held Johnberg's shoulder and said encouragement to him.

"What? I want to promote me to be a nobleman." John Berg blinked and stared at Arod in disbelief to determine whether this was a joke or a real thing. Until Arod was determined again, he was excited and trembling all over. A mercenary who was considered a lowly person who was given land by Arod would be honored by Arod.

"Don't hesitate, I will give him all the rewards that can be given to those who serve the Wendell family and myself." Arod looked at John Berg, who was extremely excited and said to him with a smile.

"Woo~~~." At this moment, a trumpet sounded from the German Mercenary Corps' positions. It was the trumpet of alert. Arod and Johnberg hurriedly looked towards the woods of Schlesgower. They saw cavalry figures appearing between the shadows of the branches of the woods, and gradually came towards the direction of the German Mercenary Corps' defense.

"It's the Vikings' cavalry, it's really strange that I always thought they only had infantry." Johnberg pressed his hand on the sword around his waist, and he looked at the place where the Vikings appeared with bright eyes. At this time, the Vikings who claimed to be bloodthirsty could not scare him at all.

"Order Ted to attack and use the Slavs' Javelin cavalry to test it." Arod waved to Harren, who was standing in the distance. Arod's personal servant immediately ran over and brought Arod's orders to the captain of the Javelin cavalry. The Javelin cavalrymen of the German Mercenary Corps immediately gathered together and turned over and boarded the horse. These Slavs were stubborn and unruly. More than a dozen javelins were inserted into the skin hanging on one side of the horse's belly. The Slavs were carrying a sabre made from the Mecklenburg smelting base, which was suitable for slashing immediately.

"Cabinemen, come with me." Ted held the fur hat that was tilted on his head. He tightened the reins of the war horses, and the war horses were spinning around the ground. When he saw that his cavalrymen were all coming to the hut, he waved his hand to say to the cavalry.

"Get good~~~." The Slavs' cavalry roared out of the camp and rushed straight towards the Viking warriors' raid cavalry. When they were approaching, they clamped the horses under their crotch with their legs. When they were wielding the horses, they turned around and threw the javelin in their hands towards the Nordic raid cavalry.

"Ted can finally command the Javelin Cavalry perfectly." John Berg and Arod watched the cavalry fighting below on the hills and said to Arod. Before this cavalry was commanded by Julian. John Berg and Arod were worried about whether the Javelin Cavalry would still obey Ted's orders after changing the commander to Ted, but now it seems that it is no problem.
Chapter completed!