Constable of France - Persons Subordinate To The Constable of France

Persons Subordinate To The Constable of France

  • Marshal of France (Maréchal de France) At times the Marshal of France was senior to the Constable.
    • Colonel-general - a special position in the French army, which commands all the regiments of the same branch of service (i.e. infantry, cavalry, Dragoons,...)
    • Lieutenant-general - the highest general rank of the French army
    • Maréchal de camp (Field Marshal) - the lowest general rank
  • Porte-Oriflamme - a very prestigious position, though unofficial, which carries the royal banner in battle.
  • Grand Master of Archers (Grand-Maître des Arbalétriers - commander of the crossbow-men)
  • Grand Master of Artillery (Grand-Maître de l'artillerie). From the beginning of the 17th century, the Grand Master of the Artillery became a Great Officer of the Crown and was no longer subordinate to the Constable.
  • Lieutenant-general of the Realm - Occasionally appointed and served as a pseudo-viceroy to oversee royal business in a region and served directly under the King. As first officer he outranked all other Lieutenant Generals.

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