Compared with the enemy, Eugen's situation cannot be worse, at least it looks like this.

His subordinates did not even have a unified army uniform, and they were all colorful and colorful, including tenants wearing brown linen tops and melon-skin hats; local merchants wearing cowhide protective jackets and dressed like rangers; only a small number of these people were wearing formal army armor, and they were private troops urgently drawn from local nobles, and their combat effectiveness was at least more comfortable.

The only lucky thing is that most of these people are spearmen. They have to deal with the frontal impact of heavy cavalry. The spearmen are somewhat advantageous and can use the length of their weapons to effectively hinder the charge of heavy cavalry.

This is normal. After all, among all the troops, the price to equip a spearman can be said to be the smallest.

A farmer can make the roughest spear by himself with a machete, and then lift his spear, and he can be called a spearman.

What Eugen saw was indeed the case. Some people's "spear" in their hands did not have an iron spear head, which made people wonder whether this wooden stick could penetrate the armor of heavy cavalry.

The reason for this is that the French Empire's offensive was too rapid, and it took them only two days to fight from the Rhine River to this place.

Various forces in the Holy Roman Empire were intertwined, and in order to avoid their strength, the nobles of the nobles used various reasons to shirk their troops and refused to send troops to the front line.

At present, Eugen and his troops were all urgently drawn from several surrounding castles and small villages. They barely gathered up hundreds of people, which was Eugen's entire basis.

"Pulleymen, line up three lines along the fence on the front of the camp, and be as close as possible to each other!" Eugen calmed down his mood and issued his first order.

At this time, it was too late to worry about the combat effectiveness of the army. The most urgent task was to break down all these disadvantages and repel the French attack.

As the head coach, even if he pretends, he has to pretend to be full of confidence. Otherwise, if the morale of the army is shaken, there will be no need to fight this battle. It would be better to just stretch your neck over and make the opponent cut more easily.

Eugen, or Wang Shaoyu, has such a personality. Most of the time, it seems careless and completely unreliable. But once it reaches a critical moment, huge energy will burst out from his body and be able to devote himself to something wholeheartedly.

Rambo beside him was a little confused by Eugen's sudden changes. The Italian from Sicily was stunned for a moment, and then he hurriedly conveyed Eugen's orders loudly.

The spearmen who received the order began to move, and under the command of several lower-level officers, they soon entered the guidance position.

"Military soldiers line up one step behind the spearmen!" "Archers, all of them move closer to the right and form a shooting array."

After two orders in a row, the entire army was spread out and placed on the battlefield, as if a beast clip had opened its sharp teeth, waiting for the prey to come to the door.

The terrain of the camp is not flat. On the left is a plain, and there is a swamp covered with thorns not far down; on the right is a mountain range, and the location from the foot of the mountain to the side of the mountain is quite flat. The slope rises suddenly across the mountainside. The ridge rises up high, with an altitude of five or six hundred meters, like a thick city wall.

Therefore, Eugen placed the archers in a relatively high position on the right side of the camp, where they were less vulnerable to attack, and the power of the bows and arrows would also be improved.

The camp guardrail is built on the terrain and is made of wood and ropes. The flat terrain is relatively sturdy, and the large terrain gap is the weak links of the entire guardrail.

Some of the elite spearmen from the names of local nobles were sent by Eugen to protect the archers, and the other part was arranged to these weak links to prevent the front from being broken through, while also being able to serve as a combat node to support the surrounding militias.

The entire line is only about 150 meters. There is still a part of the guardrail below the left terrain. Eugen has no terrain advantage there, and the charge power of the heavy cavalry will reach the maximum. Instead of fighting to defend it, it is better to give up and preserve its strength directly.

Of course, giving up is not a waste of time. Eugen showed a slightly sinister smile on his face, and he quietly ordered a follower beside him to make some preparations and give the French heavy cavalry a big gift.

Finally, Eugen turned his attention to the light cavalry who were still standing in the camp. Nearly 100 light cavalry were Eugen's largest capital and his only chance to turn the tables.

If a war only has defense but no offense, the final result will be to lose. At this moment, Eugen can only live to death and give the enemy a head-on blow at a critical moment. Only in this way can he reverse the situation and truly repel the enemy's attack.

"Collion, now I want to hand over the most important part of this battle to you. I wonder if you can be brave and fearless like the ones you oath in the Knights' Code!" Eugen looked at Corion standing beside him with a very serious tone.

Corion's eyes were as hard as a sword, and he looked at Eugen and nodded, "Sir, please rest assured. Since the day you followed him, you have put life and death aside. No matter what order you give me, even if you go to die, I will execute it without hesitation!"

This Germanic man from the north also had the blood passed down from his ancestors in his chest. These people enjoyed fighting and regarded bloodshed on the battlefield as a kind of glory. Those who died on the battlefield would be respected by the family members and could enter the palace where the ancestors were heroic spirits.

When he said this, Eugen knew that he was trustworthy, just as worthy as he could trust his right hand.

After informing his plan in detail, the young Germanic man with black hair walked to the front of the light cavalry and led his troops to leave the battlefield silently. His departure seemed so calm and without any panic. He could give people confidence for no reason, thinking that he was going to the battlefield to attack the enemy head-on, rather than being a shameful deserter.

It is precisely because of Corleon's performance that the entire army did not panic because of the departure of the light cavalry troops, but instead had a glimmer of hope and a glimmer of hope for victory.
Chapter completed!