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One hundred and sixty-one Bavarian siege battle

The Bavarian heavy collision was close to the gatehouse. The gate of the border fort was made of solid fir and reinforced with iron bars. However, the moment the heavy collision arrived at the gatehouse, Aruod knew that the city gate could no longer be guarded.↑,

"Table, Ping, Ping." In the heavy crash, the handymen pushed the special wooden bump. This iron bumper with the front end designed as a sheep's head, vividly reproduced the characteristics of the Roman era and was also a tribute to Rome by Milan engineers.

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

With the order of the Duke of Bavaria, the army surrounding the Duke suddenly let out a shocking cry. The escalator was a servile force composed of serfs with the lowest social status. They were responsible for the heavy farmland work in the territory on weekdays and became the cheapest cannon fodder in wartime.

The servants panted and carried the wooden ladder, leaping with arrows and crossbows falling from their heads. They only had thick linen shirts on them, and the poorest could only run barefoot.

"Wooden ladder, crossbowmen are about to shoot them to death." Baron Lans was responsible for commanding a section of the city wall to the west. He saw the Bavarian soldiers rushing towards the tide and the wooden ladder mixed with the crowd. His anxious forehead was bursting with blue veins. He waved the sword in his hand and ordered the Mecklenburg crossbowmen.

"No, Lord Baron, let those people go to the city wall." Next to Baron Lans, the captain of the Mecklenburg Swordsman Company, Rex, refused in a rough voice.

"What a lie? Of course we have to stop them from climbing the city wall. Will you fight?" Baron Lans said in anger. An ordinary swordsman dared to question the orders of a baron, but what made him even more angry was that when the crossbowmen heard Rex's words, he actually aimed the crossbow at other targets and shot it.

Although Baron Lance was angry, the crossbowmen of the Mecklenburg Legion ignored him. Even if he was a noble or a baron, the Mecklenburg Legion had its own military rules and regulations.

"Swoosh~." The crossbow arrow shot out like a locust, and the Bavarian soldiers surrounding the wooden ladder fell one after another, but the servants carrying the wooden ladder were unscathed. This strange scene made them a little stunned.

"God. Christ. This must be the appearance of the Virgin." A young serf stretched out his free hand, drew a cross on his forehead and chest, and kissed the wooden cross on his neck with a straw rope. Although it was extremely simple at that time, it was the only gift his mother gave him.

"Don't stop, or I'll cut off your head." Behind the servants, the low-level Bavarian nobles followed. Even though he was wearing an iron helmet and wearing cheap chain mail, the Mecklenburg people's crossbow arrows were extremely sharp. Even heavy chain mail could penetrate, so he tried to curl up, hide behind the staff without any armor, and push them forward.

"These damn cowards know that let us work hard, our destiny can only be handed over to the Lord." Another servant who lowered his head and whispered to his companions. What was strange was that the battlefield was so noisy. But others could hear it very clearly. This was a strange tacit understanding.

"It's like a arrogant dog. It's suddenly castrated." The others sneered.

"Yes, my urine was so scared that it splashed, and it dripped the hair on my legs."

People's lives on the battlefield are insignificant, and ordinary people are deadly, and when they watch the people around them fall down one by one, they will gradually become numb from the initial fear. They can only complete the task quickly, or end the dust quickly, and go to the heaven promised by the priests.

"For Mecklenburg, and for the Duke, prepare for the war." Great Sword Rex looked at the approaching wooden ladder. There were three wooden ladders on the western wall. The servants set a section of the wooden ladder a distance from the city wall, and then let the wooden ladder fall freely on the city wall. Then they firmly fixed the wooden ladder, because according to past experience, the fearful guards would use all their strength to push the wooden ladder away from the wall, but the Mecklenburg people had no such plan.

"The wooden ladder is on, hurry up." The Bavarian nobles, when they saw the wooden ladder on the city wall, immediately rushed their soldiers to climb. The soldiers climbed up the wooden ladder like ants.

The most basic soldiers of the Bavarians, like the Franks, were equipped with pointed shields, spears and swords, and leather armor. They were numerous and experienced in combat and were responsible for the main force of the Bavarian attack on the battlefield. They put the pointed shields on their heads, resisting the rain of crossbow arrows and arrows from above, and rushed to the walls of the border fort step by step.

"Huhuhu." When a Bavarian soldier rushed to the wall with difficulty, he knew that the real battle had just begun, so he immediately protected his shield in front of the chest, held his spear tightly and jumped onto the wall, but when he stabilized his body, he looked in front of him in a daze.

"Ding." With a crisp sound of metal collision, the dense Mecklenburg swordsmen stood behind the wall. These swordsmen stared silently at the enemy jumping onto the wall from under the eaves of their helmets, as if they were looking at a lifeless dead object. The most eye-catching thing is the strange swords held by the swordsmen, and the polished sword body can almost be used as a mirror to reflect the shadow of a person.

"Kill." The Great Sword Rex raised his beard and shouted angrily, and at the same time woke up the stunned Bavarian soldiers. He immediately realized his dangerous situation, but he could not retreat now and had nowhere to retreat. So he desperately waved the spear in his hand, trying to kill the person close to him.

"Puff." But when the swordsmen surrounded him, the resistance of the Bavarian soldiers was almost futile. The sharp big sword was upward to block the spear, and another sword pierced into the belly from the side. The Bavarian soldiers wailed, their bodies bent like lobsters, and were pushed down from the city wall by the swordsmen. When a terrible howl fell, another Bavarian soldier with unknown conditions exposed the head of the city. The big sword Rex swung his sword violently, and his big sword cut off half of the soldier's head, and white and red liquid sprinkled on the city wall.

When the two sides fought fiercely on the city wall, the heavy collision at the gate tower also began to play a role. The sheep's head hit the wooden door violently, and with the roar after another, dust fell from the crack of the door.

"Ahem." The soldiers of Mecklenburg and Mason were staring at the wooden door behind the city gate. Although it was an almost shaky gate, its existence surprisingly made these defensive soldiers feel a little safe at this moment. Even though they were choking by the dust, they still prayed that God would let it fall down a little later.

"Ho Yo." The soldiers responsible for the impact outside the wooden door plucked their all their might and slammed into the fir door. Every time they thought the door was about to break open, but they were always shaking.

"Crack, crack, ping~." Finally, the wooden door was overwhelmed and made a sour sound, and collapsed down with a crooked bang.

"Oh oh oh oh ~." Hearing the city gate collapsed, the Bavarians roared victory on the battlefield. They knew that the border fort at this time was like a stripped-down girl, completely open in front of them.

"Well done, heavy cavalry stormed the soldiers near the city gate." The Duke of Bavaria heard the city gate collapse, and he clenched his fists excitedly, slammed his palms, and at the same time gave orders to his ace Bavarian knights.

"It's the Duke." The Bavarian knights were ready to go. They wore iron helmets with tight protection. The iron helmets were decorated with bright feathers and sculptures, and they were covered with heavy chain mail. The chain mail was covered with a battle robe with family heralds printed on it. The horses under their crotch were also covered with thick velvet cloth.
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