The choice of the Grotonen family undoubtedly made Allgao Ling angry up and down.

At present, the foreign enemy does not care about the overall situation at all, and for the sake of a small territorial dispute, he actually consumes the precious army for no reason? The Grotonin family is simply unreasonable.

Otto can also understand the choice of the Bernese territory, after all, it is they who lost the territory, not Otto. Who knows if the kingdom of Lotharingia will still exist after this next great war.

Rather than picking up the precious army and throwing it into a war with an uncertain future and few benefits, it is better to win some benefits for yourself in a down-to-earth manner.

In the case of Otto, he would have made the same choice.

For the two wars to come, the aristocrats of the Allgau Collar showed great enthusiasm, including several vassals who had traveled all the way from the Duchy of Swabia.

After all, if there is no war, they go there to make a merit, and if there is no merit, where should the sons and nephews of the family go to get fiefs?

As for the turmoil in the kingdom of Lotharingia, the question of the future of the Allgaux collar? Then don't worry, the Carolingian infighting, after the fight, everyone will change the king and swear allegiance.

Otto, who knew the final trend of history, didn't care about it.

According to the script, bah, according to the historical trend, the Swiss region where the Aargao collar is located will become part of the Kingdom of East Francia. And the Arakhold family, who was originally also a vassal of the East Frankish Kingdom, had no pressure to change their identity.

In the face of the Bernese Lord's covenant battle, Otto did not want to delay, and quickly negotiated the time and place with the other party.

As Otto expected, the battlefield chosen by the Bernese side was really not suitable for cavalry.

I have to say that this is the most correct choice made by the other party in the face of Otto's claimed cavalry size of thousands of horses.

It's just a pity that the protagonist of this war is not a cavalry, but a crossbow.

Under the crossbow, all beings are equal.

Nearly five hundred of the latest crossbows, and hundreds of other crossbows, how many soldiers can stand on the opposite side of this salvo?

As the busiest period of the autumn harvest passed, the Aargau and Bernese chiefs gathered their armies and headed to their predetermined locations for engagement.

When the appointed time came, Otto himself led a large army into battle.

On the side of the Allgau leader, a total of 2,000 troops were raised. Including two hundred cavalry, five hundred armored infantry and one thousand three hundred ordinary levies.

Among them, the troops of Claire's direct territory accounted for the absolute main force, with more than 100 cavalry composed of "quasi-knights", and 300 hoplites and 500 crossbowmen drawn from various castles, demonstrating the great strength of Alahorf.

The rest of the army was supplemented by the troops of the vassals.

On the other hand, the Bernese army looked much stronger.

As a family with multiple noble titles, the strength of the various branches of the family should not be underestimated.

This time, the Grodonning family gathered 5,000 soldiers, and although half of them were conscripts, their combat effectiveness should not be underestimated.

More than forty knights, including six regular knights, hundreds of cavalry, more than 400 heavily armed infantry, thousands of pikemen in leather armor, and hundreds of archers.

Such an army ratio is not an exaggeration to say that the troops of a duke are enough to dominate the entire Swiss region.

It can be seen that the Grodonning family is serious.

It's a pity that they met Otto.

A valley that is not very wide, it is a battlefield for both sides.

Since this was a "war between the nobles", even though the number of armies on both sides was so staggering, there was not much sense of saber-rattling overall.

It is the tradition of this kind of warfare to the end.

According to tradition, Otto and several barons and their guards had a meeting with the commander-in-chief of the opposing side.

"May the gods bless you, good afternoon, Baron Otto, nobles." Wearing armor, Adar looked quite imposing, and he looked very confident on his horse.

His confidence comes from the fact that he has twice as many troops as Otto.

Five thousand against two thousand, no matter how you look at it, it's all my advantage!

Otto also greeted the nobles on the side of Adal and Bern with a smile, this is the minimum aristocratic etiquette, and Otto must obey the rules even if he disdains it in his heart.

After a brief greeting, Adal got to the point.

"Baron Otto, the kingdom is in danger now, and I don't want to be your enemy.

Now, as long as you return the land you have usurped Berne, and compensate for the damages, we can make a truce and reconcile with each other.

For the sake of the gods, Baron Otto, this is the most generous condition I can give you before the fight begins. If you are defeated later, I am afraid it will be more than just such conditions. ”

Otto shook his head, the heir of the Bernese Lord, who had not yet figured out the situation, and had begun to show his mercy with the thought that he had won the battle.

It's a pity that he should forget that there is no relationship between the number of troops and the combat effectiveness.

"Thank you Baron Adal for your generosity, but I think I should be the victor in this war. So be it, Baron Adar, and I'll give you a generous offer.

If you surrender now, just pay me a gold coin and apologize, and I'll treat it as if nothing happened, what do you think? ”

"Hmph." Adar's face collapsed instantly. "In that case, there is nothing to talk about, so let's compare whose sword is sharper.

May the gods bless you, Baron Otto. ”

"May the gods protect you, Baron Adar, and watch out for the arrows." Otto's expression remained the same.

Adar stopped talking and returned to his headquarters with the nobles.

Otto shrugged, this guy really didn't know what to do, but he was kind enough to remind him.

The power of the crossbow is so great, if you accidentally shoot the heir of the Bern Lord, it will be a lot of fun, and I am afraid that I will not want to annex the whole Bern region.

Thinking of this, Otto hurriedly instructed Baron Dillon on the side:

"Tell the crossbowmen not to shoot cavalry and nobles, but only the opposing infantry phalanx."

Baron Charlie nodded solemnly, having seen the power of the crossbow, he also understood that if he shot the knight, the armor on the knight's body really couldn't block the crossbow arrow.

It's just a battle of nobles, there is no need to make a large number of noble casualties, it will scare people when it spreads.

"I understand, Master Otto, don't worry."

Not long after the commanders of both sides returned to their own positions, the two armies began to move.

In this narrow terrain that is not conducive to cavalry play, both sides chose the same tactic, that is, with the infantry as the main force, the crossbowmen dragged back, formed a phalanx to advance forward, and the elite cavalry covered the flanks, and waited until the enemy's infantry phalanx showed weakness, and then used the elite cavalry to cover the kill.

This tactic is not very clever, but it works very well.

With the order, the hoplites on both sides rushed to the front, holding wide shields.

The distance between the two sides gradually narrowed and came into range of the archers, and the archers on the Bernese side began to fire arrows, and the rain of arrows fell on the hoplites of the Allgau collar.

The infantry in the front row, holding up the huge shield in their hands, continued to advance slowly against the rain of arrows, and for a while, the sound of arrows hitting the shield and armor collided on the battlefield.

Every now and then, an unlucky man would be hit by an arrow that his shield and armor had failed to protect, and he would let out a terrible wail and fall to the ground, but his companions ignored him and continued on his way.

"Strange, why don't you release arrows on the other side?" On the Bern side, a nobleman muttered softly when he saw the situation on the battlefield.

Soon, he knew why.

With a loud shout "Put!" The hum of the crossbow machines and the sound of arrows breaking through the air were heard, and the crossbow bolts, far denser than those on the Bernese side, flew towards the infantry phalanx on the Bernese side.