Black Iron Crown

The title of knight is a leap of class for a lower class. Although a knight is at best a professional soldier, he is still the lowest nobleman in the final analysis.

In any case, nobles and commoners are two very different classes, even in the seriousness of some nobles, nobles and commoners are almost two kinds of creatures, they are not the same at all.

If you get even the lowest knight title in this era, it will be like being promoted to a fairy for the common people.

At the very least, they no longer need to worry about being killed on the battlefield. The Knights' Gate has no impact on the overall situation. If they are captured, almost no one is directly executed. Most of them ask for ransom or switch.

As long as they are not killed on the battlefield in the first place, then they are safe, not to mention having a fief, which means that one or two hundred people or even three or four hundred people in a village will hand over most of their income to on their hands.

They don't need to work hard, they just need to hone their fighting skills and train their strength every day. (In fact, many knights in the Middle Ages still need to work by themselves, and the productivity in the book is different)

Even, if they are lucky enough to make greater contributions and get the appreciation of the lord, they may not be able to get a baron title. At that time, they will completely transform into nobles that can be passed down for a long time!

It is conceivable how crazy these soldiers will be in order to make meritorious deeds. They almost rushed to the soldiers on the right wing without fear of death.

Even if the chest was pierced, they tried their best to stab the enemy with their spears. Even if they had lost too much blood and were unable to stand up, they still hugged the enemy's legs hoping to cause some obstacles to the enemy.

The temptation of fame and wealth is unparalleled, and everyone is attacking like a madman.

Under their attack, even though most of the right-wing soldiers were wearing armor, they were still retreating steadily.

Their morale was originally said to be high, but it was completely incomparable with the fanatical enemy army.

Therefore, they are under enormous pressure at this time, but in order to survive, they can only grit their teeth and persevere.

On the left, Earl Creek and a small number of Leiner's vassals who are fighting the enemy are even more difficult.

Although their equipment is much better than that of the enemy, and the enemy has been consumed by the light cavalry, the gap in numbers is still too large anyway. Basically, every soldier has to face two enemies, and the battle is very difficult.

At this time in the north, Frante had already led the army to Fort Angron, which was the territory of the Earl of Pushton.

The military strength of the royal lords has reached nearly 10,000 people including the militia led by Frante.

However, the quality of these 10,000 people is not as good as the army of the upstarts. They are all real regular troops. The army led by Earl Redmara is all real soldiers who have been trained for nearly two years. Although the armor rate is not as good as Royal lords, but the number is crushing.

An army of 10,000 people was stationed in Fort Angron in this way.

Because the royal lords are now united, almost all internal conflicts have been resolved, so in order to avoid greater losses, the Earl of Pushton has resettled 80,000 civilians in his territory to other people's territories.

Sitting in the banquet hall of the main castle, Frante sat on the main seat as the grand princess.

There is a map in front of her. It took more than three years for Reiner to assign Logan to draw a third of the entire empire.

The topography of Fort Angron is prominently displayed on this map.

At this time, Frante exudes an aura of calmness and self-confidence. She looks quite majestic, just like when she led the army in the southern battlefield. The only difference is that she is not wearing a helmet now.

Frant frowned and looked at the map for a while, then sighed and looked away after a while.

"How is it, respected Grand Princess?" Baron Moricardo asked directly. Although no one admitted it, everyone knew in their hearts how strong Frante's military capabilities were.

All this has been vividly reflected in the counter-insurgency war more than a year ago.

"There are plains all around here. We can't take advantage of the terrain to fight the enemy. The only way is to stick to this castle and wait for Leiner's return..."

Speaking of this, Frante felt a pain in his heart.

She did not tell these royal lords the news that Leiner would be under siege, as that would cause a devastating blow to morale.

What they need most now is hope. Giving them a deadline and persevering until Leiner's return will double their confidence.

In the afternoon of the same day, scouts came back to report that the coalition forces of the upstarts totaled more than 20,000 people and had crossed the border of Fort Angron.

Frant pursed his lips and thought for a while and said: "Send all our knights into the battle lightly, harass the enemy, and retreat immediately after causing some damage to the enemy, trying not to pay any damage, we can only consume slowly like this Their strength is gone!"

Using this method is also Frant's helpless move. If the terrain of Fort Angron is more complicated and the number of enemy troops is not so large, she has many tactics to develop.

It's a pity that Fort Angron is a vast plain. It is a very fertile and rich land in normal times, but when the war comes, the plain means that the defenders do not have any terrain advantages.

In desperation, he could only ask the knights to harass the enemy with sparrow warfare, trying to consume the enemy's strength as much as possible.

More than two hundred knights took off the horse armor on their horses, and after putting on the armor, they walked out of Anglon castle along the city gate.

On the other side, Earl Redmara led his army and more than 3,000 regular troops sent by the imperial capital, and 400 heavy cavalry were slowly advancing.

Five or six kilometers away from him, there are more than a dozen marching Long Snake Arrays, which are armies of upstarts, advancing in batches.

"Rush up and give them a hard blow!" The two hundred knights sent by Angronburg looked at the team in the distance, and the leading knight said.

"Get on your horse! Slow down! Lower your voice! We're going to give the enemy a big surprise!"

This cavalry team rode forward slowly on their horses, suppressing the sound to the extreme.

Half an hour later, a soldier who was marching suddenly moved his ears and said to the people beside him, "Did you hear anything?"

"No? Are you too tired?"

The soldier clasped his ears: "Maybe, maybe I just got it wrong."

"Knights! Give them a surprise!" A loud shout sounded, and two hundred knights instantly launched an overwhelming charge.

The sound of horseshoes became clear at this moment, reaching everyone's ears.