Conquer the Dawn of Heaven

A series of wailing noises from the cold winter came from the empty house. Alexander stood outside the house for a long time, but did not walk in.

Beside him, several Genoese officers looked at him strangely, and then looked at the other Agris on the side.

This is where Alexander ordered the admission of the wounded, all of them were wounded by Agrig and Genoa. As for the injured Venetian who had not escaped, no one cared about them anymore.

Alexandria is not a bad person. He knows how heavy the wounded are for the army in this era. There are almost no troops that can take care of his own wounded. The poor treatment conditions and the dirty environment on the battlefield are even more wounded. The greatest threat, even worse than the enemy ’s weapons.

Therefore, Alexander did not order to control the captured Venetian wounded, and the soldiers did not pay any attention to snatching valuable things from the captives they captured.

Who gets it, who belongs to it is the rules of this era, and it is these rules that motivate morale. As for whether this is done correctly, Alexander does not care like everyone else.

All serious casualties reached more than 300 people. Looking at this rough figure of injuries, Alexander was bitter in his mouth.

His strength is now less than 3,000, but the casualty rate in one battle has actually reached one-tenth, which makes Alexander do not feel that this battle is cost-effective.

Of course, if you look at his victory, he should be proud, because he not only defeated nearly 2 times more powerful enemies, but also got a lot of loot, just looking at the chaos piled on the open ground Weapons and armor, as well as the property that the soldiers handed over to him in accordance with the rules, can know that he has gained a lot.

But the loss of more than 300 people still made Alexander feel unbearable.

Although there were only less than 100 people killed, and most of them were injured in various degrees, but as long as you think about the terrible serious injuries that will die, even minor injuries ca n’t run away, Alexander feels that those injured can recover. It's so slim.

The Genoese could not stand it. Although they were brave on the battlefield, they felt uncomfortable standing outside the house.

The screams of pain inside caused them to have layers of pimples, and they did not understand what the Count was crazy about to come to such a place.

Wounded people will be ruthlessly abandoned. This is the "rule" of this era. Maybe some people on the battlefield will not give up their loved ones, but because of fear of plague infection, those wounded will still be placed in the vicinity of others. Place, and then waiting for them is self-death.

"Are the dead buried?" Alexander asked in a low voice.

"Yes, the dead on both sides have been buried." A Genoese officer replied.

Even burying the dead of the enemy is of course because of following the canon, and the bigger reason is to prevent the plague.

"Those wounded Venetians, those who are slightly injured can put them back, as for the seriously injured," Alexander said slowly, and he glanced at the other houses near this house. "Let them stay inside, let them live or die It's destiny. "

"Sir, let those captives with minor injuries go, or we can ask the Venetian for a ransom, which is a lot of money." Another Genoese asked with regret.

If it was before, he might show a little dissatisfaction. Many of the Genoese sent by Rovere to support him don't look up to Alexander. They think that he only likes to eat soft rice on one face to get old Rovere's like.

As for Barendi, although many people know that the young lady is favored by the Archbishop, but what is her status in the Rovere family, not many of these mercenaries know.

So even with it, Alexander became a little white face in their minds.

But Aural's World War I saw them see Alexander who was totally unexpected. If they didn't know the young earl in Pisa, in Oral, these Genoese people thought they were very kind to the earl. Familiar.

"No ransom is required. Let the Wisneys trouble them."

Alexander knew that for the Genoese, the years of hatred with the Venetians would allow them to let go of any bullying as long as they had the chance, but this kind of hatred on the battlefield can make one's own enemies at stake, but sometimes it can easily become The bane of blinding eyes.

The Milanese just proved this, and their strong vengeance made them lose their calm, and eventually a battle that had an absolute advantage turned into a fiasco. According to the news from the scout, Calgino ’s army was not defeated. Immediately after the enemy turned around to support Oral, but has been chasing and chasing the Venetian.

Upon hearing this news, Alexander felt that the Genoese men were more angry than him, as if they were betrayed.

In fact, it is no wonder that Genoa's anger, Calgino did not return Olar in time, and did not necessarily want Alexander to attract the 5000 Milanese and then take the opportunity to win a big idea.

As for whether Alexander could hold on to his return, Calgino obviously didn't care.

Even he may be waiting for the Milanese to annihilate Alexander in his heart and then go back to clean up the remaining Milanese. Maybe that is the most perfect ending for him.

Injuries are always a burden for an army, even for the lightly wounded, it is still true today.

"Look for those locals," Alexander knew that his army could not afford so many injuries, so he decided to spend "tell them that I would pay them, let them take care of our people, and the Venetians let them Pay yourself to take care of yourself. "

Alexander knew that his order was in fact murder. The wealth of the Venetians who had been seriously wounded had already been looted, and they could not afford anything valuable to save themselves.

This is really a cruel era. Alexander whispered to himself. He knew that his practice of attributing cruel decisions to the times was actually just making excuses, but he could not be a saint, especially when there was still a ruthless one. When an enemy like Tirino, and two obviously unreliable allies like Calgino and Giovanni.

Leaving the wounded man's house and looking at the soldiers who came and went with excitement, Alexander was in a better mood.

This battle was actually quite rewarding for him. The large amount of weapons seized and various supplies that the Milanese did not have time to take away were enough to make Alexander feel good, and unexpectedly, the Milanese military vehicles were also seized. This makes Alexander more envious of the wealth of the Milanese.

Obviously, this Milan army carried only a small part of their military assets that may be temporarily used, but even so, when Aufrei roughly calculated, even if it had obviously been looted by the Milanese before, Then the soldiers turned over according to the commission given to Alexander, and after nearly 2,000 florins, Alexander really wanted to say to the people of the Sforza family: "Don't fight, local tyrant, let's be friends. "

The sky has slowly dimmed, but the whole town is clear, no locals can be seen in the town, and soldiers are in the streets.

Before the battle started, the Oral people refused to leave the house. Some of them even ran outside the town to see the lively thoughts, but when Alexander set up a defense line in the town, they felt the danger. .

The Oral people are xenophobic. They let the church pastor and several persons with identity to negotiate with these soldiers, but they did n’t even see the legendary Earl. They were chased by a Neapolitan with a southern accent. Running away, then the Oral had to be forced to leave the house in a hurry, which made them understand for the first time that the war was not about them.

"We destroyed a lot of houses," Alexander said a little helplessly to the next Aufrei. "Go tell those Oral people, let them tell me the loss, I will compensate and compensate them, but it will take a little time. . "

"Adherence," Aufrei nodded slightly excitedly. He knew what Alexandre meant to take time. "Master, are you going to Montina?"

Alexander smiled slightly and didn't answer, but the expression on his face had already made Alfred see the answer.

As the earl of Montina, Alexander proved his qualifications for this title with his record. This is crucial for any new noble who cannot rely on noble blood heirs and has no huge relationship as a backer.

Entering Montina as soon as possible and emphasizing your legal right to claim has now become the first task before Alexander. As for Reiello ’s Pitiliuno, it ’s still Giovanni ’s headache.

Alexandria apparently pondered indifferently.

A soldier approached quickly, the sweat on his face shining brightly under the torch.

"Sir, that Calgino sent someone." Mentioning the Genoese, the Agri soldier's tone was not very good. In fact, even the other Genoese's face slowly sank when he heard Calgino's name. They said they would see you. "

Alexander, instead of suppressing this emotion under his opponent, chose to ignore it deliberately.

Whether they and us, or their Genoese and our Genoese, are they themselves or will they become enemies, are always brewing in this small change.

Of course, there are some conflicts between these two families that could have been hidden earlier, otherwise Old Rovere will not refuse Calgino's proposal, but at least after Oral's World War I, compared with Calgino, The Genoese under Alexander even recognized their young commander.

This kind of recognition is certainly important on the battlefield, and sometimes also plays an unexpected role outside the battlefield.

Calgino's messenger is a fat man. Some Genoese have told Alexander that this person is a relative of Calgino's family and a close friend of Calgino himself.

So when he saw the arrogant fat man, Alexander did not give him the opportunity to speak, but directly said: "Go tell your general, my army will turn to Montina, I hope he can and Di The Duke of Nuo meets. After all, Pitilino is not the Venetian he just dealt with. He will not always have this good luck. "

"But ..." Fatty dumbfounded.

"And you tell him when you go back, I am very dissatisfied with his behavior in Oral, so I will fight in my own way in future battles, he no longer expects any help from me."

"How dare you ..." The fat man's eyes widened, his voice trembling a little because of accident and anger.

"There is one more thing at the end," Alexander ignored what the fat man had to say, just go ahead and say "Let him prepare 5,000 florins to Montina," said Alexander with a smile. Looked at the fat man who had no idea what to say. "Tell him that if he wants to buy a good reputation with a famous general, this price is not expensive."

The fat man was full of excitement because of his anger. He looked at Alexander and paused, and then said solemnly, "Well, I will bring you these words to my lord, but the count also please remember, you Do this in the future ... "

"I know, I will be responsible."

Alexander smiled and threw the stunned fat man back away.

Behind him, the fat man seemed to be full of anger and vague mumbles, but Alexander didn't care what he was talking about behind him.

He was not worried that Calgino would reject his terms.

For Calgino, it's still quite worthwhile to buy a reputation that belongs only to him with 5000 florins.

As for Alexander, he is now more concerned about Jin Cancan's Florin and heavy Ducat. The reputation that a big victory can bring to him is actually not very useful, and may even be a big trouble.

After knowing that Old Rovere had rejected Calgino's proposal, Alexander vaguely guessed the relationship between the two Genoa's largest families.

A family that has held the power of the Genoese church for generations and the descendants of the former Governor of Genoa may not be as harmonious as others have seen.

After defeating the Venetians, Calgino didn't return to the town of Aral in time, and even let go of the Milanese who might have been completely annihilated. This is not necessarily because of simple jealousy.

Alexander thought about it, thinking of the intricate relationship that would soon be ushered in this land, and even a little carelessness of the wrong step may be in a state of nowhere. Alexander's joy of defeating the Milanese gradually faded.

There was a burst of singing in the night sky, and it was the Agri singing their mountain songs.

Alexander walked along the street, and around him, the hunting guard stared at each suspicious corner and passing people with vigilance.

"If I was suddenly assassinated, that's what I ordered to do," Alexander said to Paul Busaco around him. "It's the same as our victory today. I don't know if such a victory will happen in the future, or if I am It costs me good luck until I need to pay my debt one day. "

Paul Busaco looked at Alexander a little bit unexpectedly. He did n’t understand why the General Assembly said this on the day of victory. Looking at Alexander, who stopped in the night and looked at the distant wilderness, Busako felt that Alexander ’s emotions seemed to be It's not much easier because of the victory just won.

Montina, Alexander was not thinking about Pitiliuno at this time, but Montina as his territory.

The marriage contract with Barendi gave him the identity of Count Montina, but so far it is only identity.

The importance of Montina is not as old Luo Weilei said to him, because of the valuable art treasures in the castle, not even because of its beautiful castle, but because the new castle of Montina is just right for Between Romagna and Tuscany.

Refuse Rome in the south, Milan in the north, Venice in the east, Genoa in the west, and pizza directly near you, and Florence in the distance.

Such a place has not been freely available since ancient times. As for long-term preservation, it is even more difficult.

Old Rovere took Castel Montina as Dowry of Barendi and asked Barenti to get engaged to him. Is there anything else he didn't know about?

Maybe there is, but now Alexander does not want to think too much.

Looking at the wilderness, Alexander suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the distance, and then he turned back and said to Busaco: "We may have to work harder to tell Carlo and O'Freil that we will start tomorrow morning."

Busako glanced at Alexander a bit unexpectedly, but nodded to say that he heard.

A slight rush of footsteps came from the darkness, and the hunting guards immediately became alert. They held a short musket in one hand and clasped the handle of Alexander in the other.

A short figure ran along the protective wall. The man obviously didn't expect anyone to be here. When he saw the murderous hunting guard, the man couldn't help but screamed and turned to escape.

Hearing that scream, Paul Busaco had raised his musket's arm upwards, and he ran a few steps forward to catch up with the man, and then dragged the collar to drag the man to Alexander.

"It's a little kid, adult," Busako said deliberately in a relaxed tone. "I don't know why I came to this place."

Alexander looked at the panicked child and asked casually, "Are you in town?"

"Yes, I live in Oral." The boy nodded immediately, and as he spoke, he looked back and forth as if he was looking for something nearby.

"What are you looking for?" Alexander asked a little curiously.

"I, looking for a woman," the boy hesitated a little before saying, "I know she and those of them should live in the woods not far from the town, but now I don't know where she is, so Can only come to her near here. "

"Living in the woods?"

The boy's words reminded Alexander of Chasquina and her gypsies.

When it was heard from Chasquina that old Gurga was not dead, Alexander could only sigh that the life of the gypsy was really long after the accident.

After all, in this day and age, it is still a miracle to survive such a serious injury.

To the old Gurga, Alexander didn't want to treat him any more. The gypsy was just a hurry to pass by in his life. If he didn't think about it carefully, he would soon forget his appearance.

"Are you waiting for a Bohemian woman?" Alexander's voice softened slightly, and he could see the familiar look in the boy's eyes.

That is ignorant love.

"I don't care if she is a Bohemian woman!" The boy seemed to be irritated, and even forgot to speak out in fear of fear. "I just because she is a beautiful woman."

"Then you just because she is beautiful?" Alexander then asked funnyly.

"That could be because of something," the boy said stupefiedly. "Are there any other things that women like men besides being beautiful?"

The hunting guards were amused by the boy's words. They looked at the child who was overwhelmed with laughter, but soon they found that the lord's face was a little wrong, so they quickly stopped.

"Maybe it's because it's pretty," Alexander's voice was a little trance, and he looked away, looking at the place that seemed impossible to see. "But there are still other things that make you think more important than beauty, even if she is a wave. The Simians, even if she can't say that she likes you like you, even if she is forced to be far away from you. "

Alexander's mood was a little low, and he waved his hand freely to let the boy go, and then he sat back on the parapet.

"We will go to Montina tomorrow," Alexander said to Paul Busaco next to him, and said to himself "There is our new home."

In the early morning of May 4, 1497, Alexander did not tell anyone that he suddenly left the town of Aural after a fierce battle with his army unrepaired.

This move was beyond the expectation of Calgino, who was camped southwest of Oral. When he heard that Oral had suddenly become an empty town, he immediately sent people to look for Alexander's whereabouts.

Then until the next day, Calgino didn't get a firm message.

Alexandria's army was unexpectedly found on the road leading to the new castle of Montina ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ On May 5th, the Count of Alexandria moved into Newcastle.

Also on the same day, a convoy came slowly from the road leading from the port of Di Lean coast to Rome.

In a carriage of the convoy, looking at the vaguely visible city of Rome in the distance, Zuosha was saying to the uneasy Masimo, "I heard that the daughter of the Archbishop of Genoa is not very beautiful, is it?"

"Yes, Countess, she must not be as pretty as you."

The monk who didn't have any morality was greeted by the boneless.

"But she is my brother's fiancee after all, so the first thing I decided to do after I entered the city was to visit the lady of Rovere's family."

Seeing that Ruosha didn't want to let this thing lightly because of her perfunctory, the monk couldn't help but utter a lament:

"My lord, where are you now, why not come to rescue poor Mahimo?"

The monk accompanied Zuosha into the city of Rome all the way, and then he realized that his doom had just begun.

This is because the team didn't go far, and he heard two people on the roadside are discussing a very interesting topic.

To make matters worse, Mahimo felt that the unbridled remarks of these two people must have been heard by Ruosha in the car.

"I said, have you heard that the princess of Rome, the young little widow who had just died of her husband," one of them said ambiguously, "It seems that there is a new love."

"Oh, this thing, of course I heard. It seems that this matter has something to do with a little lord from Naples. What's the name of that little lord? By the way, Agri's Gombray."

Hearing this, Mahimo's eyes were black, almost falling off immediately.