The Bavarian Heavy Crash was close to the gatehouse, and the gate of the Frontier Fort was made of sturdy cedar wood and reinforced with iron bars, but the moment the Heavy Crash arrived at the gatehouse, Arold knew that the gate could no longer be defended.

"Ping-pong, ping-pong, ping-pong~~." Heavy crashes in which handymen push special ramming wood, the front end of which is designed to resemble an iron ramper with the head of a sheep, is a vivid reproduction of the characteristics of Roman times, and is also a tribute to Rome by Milanese engineers.

"Don't be idle, build a wooden ladder, and attack their walls at the same time." The Duke of Bavaria commanded loudly.

With the order of the Duke of Bavaria, the troops surrounding the Duke suddenly let out an earth-shattering shout. The ladder was carried by the miscellaneous army of serfs of the lowest social status, who carried the heavy labor of the fields in the territory on weekdays, and became the cheapest cannon fodder in wartime.

The handymen panted and carried the wooden ladders, braving the arrows and crossbows falling overhead, and they had only coarse linen shirts, and the poorest could only run barefoot.

"Wooden ladder, shoot them quickly, crossbowman." Baron Reims, who commanded a section of the city wall to the west, saw the Bavarian soldiers rushing in like a tidal wave and the wooden ladders mixed in with the crowd, and his mind was in a hurry, and he waved his sword and ordered the crossbowmen of Mecklenburg.

"No, Lord Baron, let those men go up the walls." Beside Baron Lance, the captain of the Mecklenburg Swordsman Company, the Great Sword Rex refused in a rude voice.

"What kind of nonsense is this, of course we have to stop them from climbing the walls, will you fight or not?" Baron Lance said angrily that an ordinary swordsman would dare to question a baron's orders, but what made him even angrier was that the crossbowmen in Mecklenburg heard Rex's words and actually aimed their crossbows at other targets.

Baron Lance was angry. But the crossbowmen of the Mecklenburg Legion ignored him, even if he was a nobleman and a baron, but the Mecklenburg Legion had its own military system.

"Whoosh~~~." The crossbow bolts shot out like locusts, and the Bavarian soldiers around the wooden ladder fell one after another, but the miscellaneous men carrying the wooden ladder were unscathed, and they were slightly stunned by the strange sight.

"God Christ. This must be the apparition of the Virgin. A young serf stretched out his free hand, made a cross on his forehead and chest, and kissed the wooden cross around his neck with a straw rope. It was a very rudimentary thing at the time, but it was the only gift his mother had given him.

"Don't stop, or I'll cut off your head." Behind the miscellaneous servants followed the low-ranking Bavarian noble, even though he wore an iron helmet and cheap chain mail, the Mecklenburg crossbows were extremely sharp. Even heavy chain mail could penetrate it, so he curled up as much as he could, hiding behind the unarmored handymen and pushing them forward.

"These damn cowards know that if we sell our lives, our fate can only be in the hands of the Lord." Another handyman, with his head bowed at the front of the wooden ladder, whispered to his companion that it was strange that the battlefield was so noisy. But the others heard it very clearly, which was a strange tacit understanding.

"It's like a swaggering dog. But suddenly he was castrated. The others whispered a sneer.

"That's right, I was so scared that my urine splashed and wiped the hair on my legs."

The lives of people on the battlefield are insignificant, ordinary people can kill one stone and arrow, and when you watch the people around you fall one by one, the initial panic will gradually become numb. All they have in their minds is to hurry up and finish the task, or hurry up and end their dusty labor and go to the heaven promised by the priests.

"For Mecklenburg, for the sake of the Duke, prepare for war." Greatsword Rex looked at the approaching wooden ladder. There are three wooden ladders on the western part of the city wall, and the handymen set up a section of the wooden ladder at a distance from the city wall, and then let go of their hands and let the wooden ladder fall freely on the city wall. Then they held the ladder firmly, for in the past, the fearful guards would push it away from the battlements with all their might, but the Mecklenburgers had no intention of doing so.

"The wooden ladder is up, rush quickly." The Bavarian nobles, seeing the wooden ladder on the city wall, immediately urged their soldiers to climb it, and the soldiers climbed up the wooden ladder like ants.

The most basic Bavarian soldiers, like the Franks, were sergeants in leather armor armed with pointed shields, spears and swords, and they were numerous and experienced in battle, and they were the main force of the Bavarian attack on the battlefield. They held their pointed shields above their heads, fending off a rain of crossbows and arrows from above, and rushed up the walls of the border fort step by step.

"Huhu~~." When a Bavarian soldier rushed up the battlements with difficulty, he knew that the real battle had just begun, so he immediately put his shield on his chest, clenched his spear and jumped between the battlements, but when he stabilized his body, he looked in front of him in a moment's amazement.

"Jingle ~~." There was a crisp sound of metal clashing, and behind the battlements stood the dense Mecklenburg swordsmen, who stared silently at the enemy jumping onto the wall from under the eaves of their helmets, as if looking at a lifeless dead thing, and the most striking thing was the swordsmen, holding strange swords in their hands, the polished and shiny blades could almost be used as mirrors, reflecting the shadows of people.

"Kill~~." The great sword Rex cocked his beard and screamed angrily, and at the same time woke up the stunned Bavarian soldier, who immediately realized that he was in danger, but now he could not retreat, and there was nowhere to retreat, so he desperately waved the spear in his hand in an attempt to kill those who approached him.

"Puff~~." But when the swordsmen came around, the resistance of the Bavarian soldiers was almost futile, the sharp swords parried upwards to block the spears, and another sword pierced into the abdomen from the side, and the Bavarian soldiers wailed, their bodies bent like lobsters, and were pushed off the city walls by the swordsmen, when a terrible howl fell. The head of another unknown Bavarian soldier was exposed, and the great sword Rex slashed his sword, and his greatsword shaved off half of the soldier's head, and white and red liquid spilled on the city walls.

As the two sides fought fiercely on the city wall, the heavy crash at the gatehouse also came into play, and the sheep's head slammed into the wooden door, and with one roar after another, dust fell through the cracks in the door.

"Ahem~~." Behind the city gate, the Mecklenburg and Mason soldiers stared at the wooden gate, although it was an almost crumbling gate, but its presence surprisingly made these defending soldiers feel a sense of security at this moment, even if they were choking on the dust and coughing, they still prayed to God to let it fall a little later.

"Ho~~." The soldiers who were in charge of the impact outside the wooden door slammed into the cedar door with all their might, making them think that the door was about to crash open, but they always faltered.

"Squeak, click, ping~~~." Finally, the wooden door made a tooth-aching sound and collapsed with a crooked bang.

"Oooooooo Hearing the collapse of the city gates, the Bavarians let out a cry of victory on the battlefield, and they knew that the frontier fort at this time, like a stripped girl, was completely open in front of them.

"Well done, the hoplites scattered the soldiers near the city gates." When the Duke of Bavaria heard the city gate collapse, he clenched his fist excitedly, slammed his palm, and at the same time gave orders to his aces, the Bavarian knights.

"It's the Duke." The Bavarian knights were already ready to go, wearing heavily protected iron helmets decorated with brightly coloured feathers and sculptures, and heavy chain mail covered with a robe emblazoned with the family coat of arms, and their horses covered with thick flannel cloth at the crotch.

"Friends, let's trample everything!" The captain of the knights drew his sword and shouted loudly backwards, the armor rattled because of his movements, and the horses strode towards the city gates, and when the knights moved, the ground seemed to shake, and the elite low-ranking Bavarian nobles followed on foot, and they were about to rush into the border fortress and kill. (To be continued......)