William had been on the battlefield outside Sleisburg for a long time, and now that both the trenches and the most important siege equipment were in place, he didn't plan to give Simon more time to prepare, since it was a heresy, it was better to destroy them completely.

"Count Hubert, it's time to start the attack, let the counterweight trebuchet be the first to throw stone projectiles, and then the torsion ballista and bed crossbow will be fired in turn, forming a cascade of fire coverage, I don't believe that these refugee troops can withstand so much heavy fire without collapsing." William commanded as he looked at Count Hubert beside him.

"Yes, His Highness William." Count Hubert didn't say much, and immediately turned and left.

Commanding such a huge battle, William still needs to rely on the assistance of the experienced Earl Hubert, the First Army to which he belongs is the most important part of William's combat effectiveness, and as one of William's guardians, he has always been deeply trusted by William, which is incomparable to other generals such as Count Richard and Count Rodrigo.

After the departure of Earl Hubert, William recruited Baron Andrew, who was now temporarily appointed by William as the commander of the longbowmen in the army, responsible for uniting the longbowmen of the First Army and the Guards Brigade, as one of the protagonists of this battle, the longbowmen have always had high hopes for William.

"His Royal Highness William, please command." Baron Andrew walked up to William, lightly hammered the right side of the breastplate with his right hand, and said.

"Andru, in this battle, I want you to command the longbowmen to crush all the mobs that dare to approach our position, can you do it? This battle will probably last for a long time, you need to pay attention to the physical consumption and arrow reserves of the longbowmen, you must not squander them at will, and you must provide sufficient fire support for our infantry. William looked at Baron Andrew and nodded.

"Rest assured, this mob is just a rabble that can be easily routed with just one volley." Andrew straightened his chest and said confidently.

"Don't underestimate the enemy, there is said to be a Puritist heretic in this group of mobs, they still have a certain amount of combat effectiveness, and there are quite a few of them, and they are enough to pose a threat to our army." William's face was solemn, and he looked at the proud Andrew and reminded.

"Yes, what you taught me is that I will pay attention." Andrew nodded hurriedly in response, no longer looking proud.

"Andrew, I have high hopes for you, if you do well this time, I can canonize you as an earl, and a count title and hundreds of estates will belong to you." William gave Baron Andrew a carrot to encourage him to fight.

Now William's counts are in addition to the four earls of real power canonized by the Duchy of Brittany, and the next counts that William wants to canonize only have noble titles and manor estates, and do not have the ruling power and military power of the county, which is also the focus of William's New Deal reform.

Even if the four Counts Hubert, Count Richard, Count Adolf, and Count Rodrigo possessed the real power of the counts and the full power of the county, William would plan to take them back.

Previously, William's canonization of these four counts of real power was just a stopgap measure, at that time his prestige was not high enough, the number of reliable officials on hand was not enough, and there were two counts who resisted stubbornly, so for the newly conquered Duchy of Brittany, William only directly governed the richest counties of Enlie and Nantes, while the remaining four counties were canonized to the four nobles he trusted the most.

Of course, William's situation was very different now, he defeated the coalition organized by King Henry I of France with inferior forces, forced his feudal lord Henry I to bow his head and recognize the independence and occupation of Normandy, which undoubtedly greatly increased William's power among the army and the nobility.

Now, with the great prestige gained by the victory over Henry I, William was confident that even if he annexed a territory almost equal to the entire Duchy of Normandy, William would be able to govern it well, and no disobedient nobles would jump out against him.

After meeting with Baron Andrew, William recruited his most trusted confidant, Faller. Osborne, William was always the first to think of whenever he needed him, and now he has stepped down as the commander of the Knights, responsible for commanding all the cavalry in the army, which is what he is good at.

As a companion who grew up with William since childhood, and the son of William's most trusted butler Osborne, he didn't need William to say much to understand what he meant from William's expression and words, and the two of them could be said to have a good heart.

William believed that he would do what he had strategically intended, from the time he followed him, and when he did not go against himself.

......

The first mob began to rush towards William's position, numbering more than 30,000 men, under the supervision of some of the Clean Protectors.

However, William did not order his counterweight trebuchet to target these people, because he knew that in the face of the hundreds of thousands of refugees gathered here, even if the mob forces were defeated, the other side would be able to gather another larger force, which was no fun at all.

What's more, if William had power to deal with the 30,000 mob in front of him, it would undoubtedly leave time for the other side to gather his army, and the longer the war dragged on, the more detrimental it would be to William.

"Shoot! Shoot! Shoot! With the shouts and cries of the officers, fifteen counterweight trebuchets ready to fire a salvo.

Whew... Whew... Whew...

The guns of the counterweight trebuchets were raised high, and spherical stone projectiles the size of millstones flew over the heads of William's position, and they were as fast as meteors passed the 30,000 mob in front of them, and fired directly at the center where the displaced people gathered farther back.

A volley of stone bullets was fired, and even though the 30,000 mob forces knew that the target they were aiming at this time was not their own, their speed of progress could not help but stagnate, and they all hesitated and did not dare to continue to move forward.

Bang... Bang... Bang bang bang ...

The sound of stone bullets falling to the ground sounded one after another, and they rushed directly into the center of the most densely populated area of the displaced people, and the high-speed rolling stone bullets crushed all the flesh and blood in front of them, bringing up a stump and severed arm, and nothing could stop them from continuing to roll forward.

Where had this group of displaced people ever seen such a terrifying trebuchet, these fifteen trebuchets drove fifteen flesh alleys directly in the middle of the refugee ranks, and no one was spared wherever they passed.

Previously, these outcasts had been able to sustain their courage on their own sheer numbers, but in the face of the counterweight trebuchet's attack, they began to crumble, and even the cleanist heretics led by Simon managed to maintain the situation.