Conquer the Dawn of Heaven

October 27, it was a rainy day.

The sky above is lead gray, and the clouds look very low, as if it is heavy enough to fall off at any time.

A gust of wind blew, mixed with a damp breath, and there was a chill to seep into the bones.

Alexander walked with care, and the boots on his feet were stained with a dark purple stain, which was a mixture of muddy water and blood stains.

There was a man lying in the mud forward. Alexander tried to avoid him and took a step to the side. The boots fell into a shallow pit. The muddy water poured in along the low boots, cold and sticky.

The guard next to him wanted to help him and was stopped by Alexander's hand.

He carefully retracted his foot and stood in front of the man.

This is a pope army soldier. His body is lying on his back, his face is gray, and his eyes that are not closed are also gray. It looks like a dry fisheye leaving the water.

This person has been lying here for a day and night. The mud that was flooded on the open ground because of rain the night before has drowned him. Now he is covered in muddy water as if he had just crawled out of the tomb.

After seeing the shallow feet and shallow feet of Alfred and Machiavelli, Alexander looked at them: "What news has brought me?"

"Sir, the final result came out." Aufrei raised his hand and shook a crumpled piece of paper. "In this battle, we had a total of 133 casualties, of which 41 were killed and 92 were seriously injured, of which 20 people were seriously injured, and now the number of deaths will not be so small. "

"Yeah, not so few." Alexander felt a bit heavy. In addition to those who died on the spot, many of those who were injured will also lose their lives, and eventually they will find that they died because of the injury. Maybe it will be more than directly killed.

At the same time, he was secretly relieved. After a battle, the casualties had reached one-fifth of the total strength, and a large part of them came from the south wing, which was not strong, but even then his army did not collapse.

Alexander knows what this result means in today's era.

He already has a force that can compete with strong enemies.

"Aufrei, do you remember our first fight?" Alexander asked suddenly.

"Sir, of course, that's our way to San Niro Mountain." Aufrei nodded, his face could not help showing a sigh of emotion.

At that time, Alexander was so weak that even after he had made great efforts to capture the Roman rule of Borgia, he was forced to leave Rome in exile by Caesar in a single sentence. At that time, most Aggris did not know that it happened. What, they simply did not want to leave the bustling big city to suffer in the ice and snow.

And now, Aufrei looked at the open ground, outside the city of Livorno, they completely defeated the Pope's army of Caesar!

"I said to you at the time that I would take care of all the injured people, and I did so." Alexander told Aufrei. "Now I will still promise you that way. I will not abandon any of them. I serve the people who are loyal to me, and this is something everyone should do, you know what to do. "

"Yes, adults, our people are being placed in Livorno, and I have also sent someone to send a letter to Pisa, I believe they can send someone to take care of us tonight."

As the captain of the army, Ofrei knew exactly what Alexander was concerned about. He carefully reported his previous arrangements to Alexander, and then he looked at Machiavelli next to him.

"Our results have also come out," Machiavelli bowed slightly to Alexander. He didn't need to do this originally, but when saying this, the Florentine instinctively wanted to use this gesture to express some kind of heart. Feeling "We found a total of 155 corpses of the Pope, but these are not all found on the battlefield. Some are farther away. In fact, there are only more than 40 people on this open field."

Alexander nodded, he had just discovered this phenomenon, and now he heard Machiavelli once more confirmed his thoughts.

"Diplomat, why do you think there are fewer enemy bodies on the battlefield?" Alexander looked at Machiavelli interestingly.

"I think it is because of the will to fight," the Florentine thought about how to answer it more appropriately. He knew that the count was testing him, or that he was observing whether it was useful. This made Machiavelli a little excited. He told himself that he must give It ’s important for him and Florence to give a satisfactory answer to the count. “When our army appeared on their flanks, I remember the most impressive thing I saw was not how the enemy resisted, but their army changed instantly. It was terrified. I even remember a little chaos caused when a few soldiers fell down. Many pope troops began to retreat even without the idea of ​​resistance. "

Alexander nodded slightly, knowing that Machiavelli had been watching his army carefully. This was because in addition to his control of Pisa at the same time as the Earl of Montina, and even a huge threat to Florence, this future giant author also responded to The military has an unusual interest, and if everything has not changed, he will become the military commander of Florence at some time in the near future, and then form his first and only civilian army.

Just thinking of the record of this army, Alexander could not help but secretly shook his head.

"The mercenaries who have almost no loyalty to their employers are not only undisciplined, but more importantly, they can never be counted on the battlefield." Machiavelli looked at the distance. "We keep counting in the direction of their retreat, The highest number of casualties was found on the low hill that was almost out of the open ground. It is probably that their people tried to rush ahead to cross the low hill, so they caused more losses. "

Machiavelli looked down at the statistics in his hand and said with a little excitement: "Adult, we have captured 110 people, some of whom are officers, and we have captured their two unit flags. "

When telling the final result, Machiavelli showed a little pride, although he knew that it was not his army, and in a sense, the stronger the army threatened Florence, but he Still can't help but feel proud.

Seized the flag, which is the highest honor for an army. Even if it is only a unit flag, it is enough to make people proud.

"Seized the flag?" Alexander was a bit surprised. He naturally knew what the flag meant to an army. Think about the fact that some armies would rather burn the flag by hand before they were completely annihilated, rather than let this flag representing honor fall. In the hands of the enemy, Alexander understood why Machiavelli seemed so excited.

"Does this mean that two of Caesar's army can be removed from his sequence?"

"At least there will be no more names of these two teams from now on." Machiavelli nodded.

"Oh," Alexander smiled, although knowing that this seemed like a big easy thing, and as long as his army existed for a day, both of these flags would be a proof of the pride of the seized troops, but for Alexander He didn't care much about this harvest.

The pope army is a mercenary, which is destined that they cannot be willing to pay a greater price for honor. If they are replaced by Swiss people, these two military flags may have some meaning, but these mercenaries have little value.

They can completely change their flags, change their name, and do their old business. It's just that these people want to continue to stay with Caesar to eat mixed meals.

"Gather everything you can use," Alexander told him. Actually, he didn't need to give this order. Just look at the silhouettes walking around on the open ground to know what the soldiers are doing. "Except the soldiers deserve, all Everything must be registered, and then we leave Livorno. "

Saw the two people around him showing a surprised look, and Alexander looked towards the distance in the south.

"I think that Nomelo will be back soon. I want to make him anxious first."

After speaking, Alexander turned and walked on the muddy ground in the direction of Livorno, where he had a guest who needed to be comforted.

Sitting on the bed, Caesar was slightly fascinated, his army was defeated, right in front of him, and stood side by side with his enemies to watch his army completely destroyed.

This sounds a bit ridiculous, but he can't forget everything he saw at the time.

Is brave, firm, and obey orders, which is the deepest impression of Caesar on the Montina army.

He felt that he saw an army that he had longed for, and the pope army at the same time made him even disappointed and even surprised.

He did not think that the so-called experienced mercenaries he hired with a lot of money actually collapsed without a shot and a sword.

If the performance of the Pope ’s army in the battle against the chest wall still satisfied Caesar, then when the north wing of the Montina army suddenly appeared on their side, the Pope ’s army suddenly fell into chaos as if he had become a person. .

Perhaps it is more clear to stand on the enemy ’s position and observe. Caesar saw the whole process of his army from complete order to crashing. He saw that when the first Bohemian figure appeared on the flank, he was caught by surprise. And a group of popes who became confused, and then saw that in the short time after this army was suddenly attacked, because of daze, panic, at a loss, and what reason God knew, originally had a chance to organize resistance. The Pope's army was disorganized in the panic that suddenly spread like a plague.

Was slashed and killed by a small number of Bohemian cavalry, and then the infantry of the north wing of Montina followed.

Caesar noticed that the infantry looked quite different from the way of fighting. They did not line up when they were advancing fast, but they were quickly arranged in a dense formation once needed.

Their musketeers were intertwined among the spearmen, instead of putting the musketeers in front of the formation, as he had seen with the army of Gonzalo, and Caesar noticed that the musketeers of the Montina army were obviously better than any other army. More, and their shooting speed and order are much better than any army.

Once the Musketeers ’volleyball shooting at a certain distance worked, causing chaos to the enemy, the Montina army immediately swarmed up.

They obviously will not wait for the enemy to slow down, but resolutely and decisively charge a group of enemies who have become chaotic because they have just been hit. The result is often that they may not wait for the real short soldiers to meet, and the enemy has retreated because of panic and chaos. .

The next thing will become much simpler. Bohemians run around on the open ground like a rabbit, and Alexander's hunting guard who impressed Caesar has mounted and joined the chase.

The entire battle process was not complicated, and even recalled that Caesar had an impression of being too simple and rude, but his army formed of heavy gold was defeated by such a seemingly not mysterious tactic. .

Cardron looked at the host with some concern. Caesar had been silent for a while since yesterday. After getting up this morning, he did n’t eat anything but just sat on the bed. This made Cardron worry about whether he suffered because What happened was the shock of the last day.

A sneer suddenly came out of Caesar's mouth. Under Cadron's anxious gaze, Caesar raised his head and smiled at the attendant: "Give me something to eat, I'm hungry."

"Good adult." Cardron nodded happily.

No matter what made Caesar seem to be suddenly open, at least it was a good thing. Cardron opened the door to get something to eat, and then he saw Alexander who happened to walk outside.

"Adult, I will find something for my master ..."

Looking at Cardron's face that seemed to show some exotic style, Alexander had a very strange feeling, but because he was not here to find the attendant, he waved his hand to let him leave, and then stepped into the house.

Caesar had a mocking look on his face, and he believed that Alexander had come to show off to him.

But as soon as Alexander spoke, Caesar couldn't help but stunned slightly: "Are you ready to leave?"

Caesar froze for a moment, then smiled: "Are you going to let me go?"

"Of course it is conditional," Alexander said. "In addition to the conditions I proposed earlier, I hope that His Majesty the Pope can pay you an extra ransom. You should know that the battle that occurred yesterday cost me a lot."

"But you won, didn't you," Caesar was not angry, he looked at Alexander calmly. "Or you can put forward other conditions, such as letting my father agree to your marriage with Lucrecia, in fact I always thought you would propose this Requirements. "

"Lucrecia and I do not need this condition as a guarantee."

Alexander sneered secretly as the son-in-law of the Pogia family?

He hasn't lived enough yet.

"You know, we could have been very good friends," Caesar shook his head and seemed a little sorry "but you chose to be against me."

Alexander nodded silently. He knew that Caesar was right. Although Caesar may not even know it, this was the key to the matter.

Alexander ’s goal was to build Montina as the center, quickly establish a base in central Italy, and strive to gain a foothold before France invaded Italy again, and then accumulate strength in the following turbulent years.

And Caesar has almost every ambition for Romagna.

They are destined to be the enemy only.

"How much ransom do you want my father to pay for me?" Caesar asked calmly. "You can rest assured that my father will pay a large price."

"I believe this," Alexander smiled strangely. "So I'm going to ask you to stay longer."

"What do you want to do?" Caesar's face expressed consternation. In fact, he didn't seem to care about his situation as he looked, especially after doubting that someone was trying to take advantage of him to eradicate him. Caesar was more eager. Can get rid of the present dilemma and return to Rome as soon as possible.

He did n’t even trust even the Pope ’s army at this time. After seeing Alexander ’s army, Caesar ’s heart was already secretly thinking about how to build an army similar to that of Montina ’s army, and he made him want to get it as soon as possible. free.

"Reassure that I won't let you stay too long, but I need you to stay temporarily as a guarantee."

"Guarantee, what protect?"

"Keep me safe during my time in Rome."

Alexander's answer made Caesar stunned. He looked at Alexander with an incredible look: "You are going to Rome, this time?"

"Yes, at this time," Alexander nodded. "I promised Barenti and Ruosha to see them, so I must keep my promise."

"My God, you are a lunatic!" Caesar finally stood up impatiently, he walked back and forth on the ground irrespective of the perplexed Cadron who just entered the door, "I actually let such a madman defeat This is simply God ’s greatest punishment and ridicule for giving up my priesthood. "

"Relax, God will not laugh at you, but if you refuse to lie down and recuperate, if you die because of this, maybe there will be a lot of people who will laugh at you."

Alexander ignored Caesar who was still walking around angrily, but turned his gaze to stand a little overwhelmed at the side.

"I want you to go to Rome with me."

"Why, he is my servant, you have no right to order him casually." Caesar protested with dissatisfaction.

"Sorry lord, now I have the final say." Alexander waved his hand and beckoned Cadron to walk out of the room with him.

"Master, you know that I must follow Caesar's side. This is my duty." Cardron said anxiously in front of Alexandria, while he looked at Alexandria secretly, and some did not understand why the count must He followed.

Looking at the young and beautiful face in front of him, Alexander suddenly wondered, if there is another chance to let Cardron and Lukrezija meet, will the two still have an ambiguous relationship.

But such a guess is obviously meaningless. The current Lucrezia is no longer the same as before, and this cardron is no longer a favorite follower of the pope.

"You prepare, maybe Nomelo will be back soon."

Alexander estimated that when he heard that there was a battle in Livorno, whether it was Alexander VI or Nomelo would be very surprised, so because of the worry about the safety of Caesar, Nomelo would definitely come back as soon as possible.

Looking at Cardron, who always left blankly, Alexander looked up at the gloomy sky, and after a little deep groan, he looked at Busaco standing next to him.

"What is he doing now?"

Although he didn't say a name, Busaco already knew who Alexander was asking. His face twitched slightly, as if to say something else, but he whispered in the end: "Reading the Bible."

Seeing Alexander's questioning look, Busako explained: "He asked the army priest to tell him a Bible, and then he recited it all night."

"Is it," Alexander murmured softly and waved his hand, "Let's go and see him."

Busako nodded a little bit excitedly. He spent the whole night in Alexandria giving this order, but now he was a little uneasy.

"You have a good relationship with Carlo," Alexander said. "Before that, he recommended you to be the captain of the hunting guard."

"Yes, but I know I shouldn't plead with him."

"Shouldn't it?" Alexander asked back without saying anything. Under the leadership of Busako, he walked through an alley to a house.

There was a guard at the door and saw Alexander David's soldier bowing slightly.

Alexander noticed that the guard was not an Agri, but the sailors who had been recruited in Pisa before. Most of them decided to stay apart from some of them who went on to be their boatmen.

Alexander knew that this should be arranged by Aufrei. Obviously, it was not appropriate for the Agri to guard Carlo.

"People are tempted, don't say:" I'm tempted by God "because God can't be tempted by evil, and he doesn't tempt people." A familiar voice came out of the room. My own selfish desires are pulling and tempting, so, so ... "

The sound in the house stopped and it seemed that he forgot the next sentence.

"So when the **** has conceived, sin will be born, and sin will be born, and then death will be born." Alexander whispered outside the door, hearing the sound of something seemingly knocked down inside, he turned to the next Busako waved his hand.

Paul Busako seemed a little hesitant, but after seeing Alexander's eyes, he signaled the guards at the door and other hunting guards to follow him back into the distance.

Alexander opened the door, and the slightly dim light made him narrow his eyes slightly.

A vague figure was standing in the room, the man was standing straight, eyes flashing in the dark.

"Are you memorizing Jacob?" Alexander walked into the room, and UU read www.uukanshu.com, after a little adaptation, he found a chair to sit down and "tell me why do you recite this paragraph?"

"This is the apostle exhorting the world to see his own selfishness and desires," Carlo said sullenly. "I now know that everything is because of my own selfishness. I started a war for my own selfish desires and envy , Killed too many people. "

"Yes, to provoke war for your own selfish desires," Alexander nodded slightly with emotion. "So do you think you have confessed, or have you been forgiven after confession?"

"No," Carlo shook his head hard. "I shouldn't be forgiven, and I can't be forgiven."

Alexander sighed secretly, and Carlo's words were exactly what he wanted to say.

Can confess, but cannot forgive.

"Carlo, you are a good soldier," Alexander stood up. "Continue to pray, maybe God will give you a fair result."

Finished, Alexander turned and walked out of the house.

The lead cloud above his head was almost black. Alexander raised his head and looked at the cloud that seemed to be completely pressed, and took a deep breath.

A cold wind blew into his throat, and Alexander shivered.

Tomorrow, it will be a good weather. ...

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