Charlemagne assembled his army one by one, and one hundred and twenty royal infantrymen stood in the open space in front of the castle in full armor, like sculptures cast of steel, although they had boundless might, but when they were lined up in order, they were like mountains.

Moreover, this is not what they look like when they fight, and when they fight, the formation is enough to make the enemy desperate, and the unshakable feeling will hang over the enemy's heart like a dark cloud.

In addition to them, there were fifty archers and crossbowmen in position, their formation was not as good as the royal infantry, but it was quite neat, their eyes were quite sharp with pulleys in their hands or powerful recurve bows behind their backs.

Of course, the most intimidating thing was the forty Iron Cross Knights, who formed a phalanx under the leadership of the Grand Knight.

Although their phalanx is not neat due to the war horses, they still reveal the pride of being in the sky after a hundred battles and rigorous training.

They have more combat experience than the royal infantry, and because of their excellent protection, they have a higher casualty rate than the infantry, plus the resources and treatment they enjoy.

After all, as a knight of the aristocratic class, he enjoyed much better treatment than ordinary royal infantry, and ordinary soldiers could usually only be treated with alcohol purified from spirits and some herbs.

Which wounded soldiers have a survival rate of almost sixty percent, and these knights enjoy higher treatment, and even have special doctors to treat them, so as long as they are not particularly serious fatal injuries, they can basically survive.

Therefore, they have accumulated more combat experience than the royal infantry.

Coupled with their identity and status, they have an indescribable pride, which can also cause some spiritual oppression to the enemy.

In comparison, which town guards are much worse, although the formation is not loose under Charlemagne's constraints, it is definitely not comparable to the army that Charlemagne brought from the Kingdom of Lorik.

But it has happened, these town guards are definitely far better than serfs or militias, so this combat power must not be wasted, and they must be used to the best on the battlefield.

But after all, Cerrienburg still needs to be defended, so Charlemagne left thirty guards in this castle, and also organized the residents to defend.

After all, although most of the burgher class is still a serf class, it has basically been separated from agricultural production, and it is still relatively wealthy compared to serfs.

They were able to buy themselves a mace, and Charlemagne also gave them dozens of sets of leather armor and twenty or thirty long swords that were left in the castle, which was considered to be armed, and relying on the tall walls of Serienburg, the guards were relatively simple.

Charlemagne rode a war horse, dressed in ornate armor, and two flag bearers beside him held his coat of arms.

Of course, his coat of arms is also a gold-trimmed iron cross on a white background, although he is already the Count of Serryanburg, but after all, he is still the crown prince of the Kingdom of Lorik, so he does not have his own banner.

The white background and gold-trimmed iron cross flag roared in the spring breeze, and Charlemagne wore a gorgeous movable covered helmet on his head, looking at the majestic army in front of him, he couldn't help but be proud.

Although he was the crown prince of the kingdom of Lorik, he had never commanded so many troops when he was so old.

One hundred and twenty royal infantry, forty ranged archers, one hundred and twenty town guards, and forty knights of the Iron Cross, added up to three hundred and twenty regular troops, which was an army he had never had.

Although this is not comparable with the number of troops when William was the earl, and even the Count of Loire, who was William's feudal lord, it cannot be compared, but after all, the county of Sérienburg is not as large as that of Denlenburg.

What's more, he still has so many vassals, and Charlemagne is now fighting against his own vassals, of course he can't mobilize so many troops.

If he was asked to mobilize serfs, he would be able to burst an army of thousands of people, but he grew up beside William, who basically did not use serfs to fight when he fought, even if there were few militiamen.

In front of him were always heavily armed royal infantry, or some mighty and majestic knights, and the people who played with him were also the heirs of high noble families, and all kinds of minor nobles also came and went to the court.

So he didn't like to use serfs for war, and he thought the same as William, that the main role of serfs was to produce rather than to fight.

This kind of thing is left to the professional army to do, and if there are too many serfs killed and wounded, the productivity will also decrease, and what resources will be used to arm the army at that time.

But he was not a rigid man, and he also prevented the citizens from defending when he was forced to do so, but this time it was a sneak attack, and it was not suitable for putting a large number of slow-moving and demoralized serfs on the battlefield.

If the two sides were to engage in an open treaty battle, Charlemagne would have mobilized a large number of serfs to consume the enemy's forces.

After all, if he fails, then there is no need to talk about productivity at all, and the territory is still a fart if productivity is gone.

He shouted to the soldiers below, "Warriors! We are about to fight a just war, my vassals, who dare to break the oath they have taken against me! They have usurped my territory, they have betrayed me! No longer loyal to me! So! I'm going to crusade against them! Defeat these vassal vassals who have been disloyal to me! ”

"Soldiers! Fight for me! You will be richly rewarded! You will get the honor you deserve on the battlefield! Your family and I will be so proud of you! ”

"Fight!"

"Kill those nobles!"

"Long live the Earl!"

"Long live His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

The soldiers burst into cheers, the royal infantry slammed their spears on the ground, and the sword and shield infantry struck their shields with their swords.

And which of the town guards were the most exaggerated, they actually threw their helmets above and began to cheer.

Charlemagne said, "Disband, reassemble here in an hour!" ”

"Dear father and mother, I am Myron, I am now following in the footsteps of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in Cerrienburg, we are about to rush to the battlefield, this war may be cruel, but I am not afraid, my best brother is by my side, the armor issued to us by His Majesty makes me fearless, I should be able to make meritorious deeds on the battlefield, get merit and wealth, I feel very honored to be able to work for the Crown Prince and His Majesty the King, if I can kill a few enemies, we will be able to become richer, When the time comes, I will also be able to become a respected lord in the village, but if I die on the battlefield, please don't be sad, because I have given my life for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and His Majesty the King, and it is my honor, and my brother will definitely be able to take good care of you......"