Conquer the Dawn of Heaven

When the soldiers shouted, Compati felt that his heart had almost stopped.

The Venetians were repelled twice and did not make Gompati feel how good the enemy was to deal with. On the contrary, when he saw that he had been hit by a sudden artillery close-up, the Venetians could still quickly retreat after paying huge casualties. Patty's heart is more uneasy and vigilant.

He didn't know what would happen to the people around him if he suffered such a terrible blow, but he believed that the whole team might collapse in an instant.

The defeat on the battlefield is often incredibly easy. Even sometimes the general as the commander may not understand where the problem is. The army has already suffered a defeat for some unremarkable reason. At this time, this hidden danger as if hidden under a solid levee may be remedied in time, but more often when it is discovered, it is too late.

So he was frightened that the Venetian could not be shaken under such a heavy blow, but after all, the Venetian had retreated and was able to repel the enemy 2 times. Gompati had the confidence to continue to resist the next attack.

But now there was a new army, which made Gompati's heart tense for a moment. He looked up dumbly at the city wall, and then remembered something like that, he shouted to the same sluggish soldiers on his side and asked them to hurry to build The fortress in front of the previously destroyed city gate ran out of the city gate.

He wanted to see who was coming.

Or, should pizza surrender at this time?

When thinking about this, Compati had run up with the corpses under his feet. He ignored the soldiers who had not yet died and groaned in pain, standing in the crowd and looking out of the city.

Nomelo felt that his appetite had just been spit out in the morning. He had never ridden a horse for such a long time, but the pain of his worn skin could not keep up with the kind of appetite in his appetite. It was so uncomfortable that he even had nausea more than once, but he knew he could never vomit, because someone had told him that once he vomited it would become weak, and he could not even ride a horse.

The scouts he sent before kept running back and forth to report the situation ahead. Although Nomelo was a secretary, he was not completely ignorant of military affairs. He knew that it was dangerous to approach a battlefield without knowing when it happened. He had sent many scout outposts when Pisa entered, but when the furthest scout returned and reported that the Venetian seemed to be about to capture the gates of Pisa, Nomelo was anxious.

Nomelo knew very well what a group of crazy conquerors would do in the captured city. Although he had not seen it with his own eyes, he had seen too many related records, especially in recovering the lost war. He even heard too much about what his compatriots did to the Moorish city.

So he did not dare to guarantee that the Venetians would not do extraordinary things after occupying Pisa, and that when the city fell into chaos, Lucrezia ’s safety could not be guaranteed at all.

"Speed ​​up the march!" Nomelo ordered anxiously.

"Sir, there are a lot of Venetians." A captain said with some concern.

"The Venetians had just fought fiercely. They wouldn't expect us to appear suddenly." Nomelo looked back at his men. He didn't expect any danger this time when he came out. He didn't expect to be involved in the war immediately. He was actually on the order of the Pope as a contact with Alexander and went to Montina with him. "Luckrezia must be rescued, otherwise you should know the anger of His Majesty the Pope."

Nomelo's words silenced several captains. They understood what the Pope's personal secretary meant. If Lukreziya could not be recovered, their end would be miserable.

For a moment they felt that the Venetian was not so terrible compared to the pope's anger.

The Vatican army immediately speeded up. In fact, they were not far from Pisa City. When they did not move forward for a long time, they could vaguely hear the rumble and strange and chaotic noise from the battlefield of Pisa City.

In front of a low mountain, Nomelo endured his exhaustion and the uncomfortable feeling of running down the river, urging his sweaty mount to climb up the low mountain. They soon discovered that the Venetian had once Stay here for the time being.

The kind of hustle and bustle that I had heard before was louder, and it seemed to be mixed with horrible shouts and sounded like the sound of countless people running wildly, striking the ground with footsteps.

Nomelo again urged his men to cross the low mountain, and at this moment, a figure of the scout he sent before appeared on the mountain.

From afar, you can see the scurrying look of the scout. He kept waving to the Vatican who was running towards the mountain. When he was very close, he immediately shouted: "Adult! Stop! Stop!"

Nomelo took the horse in amazement, he was not a rash person at first, and the look of panic aroused his vigilance immediately.

"What happened? Did Venice break the city of Pisa?" Nomelo asked gloomy. Although a city shouldn't be broken so easily, think of the powerful Venetians on both sides and the Pizza on the other. , He is ready to hear the worst news.

"No, it's the Venetian!" The scout panted in his chest, screaming almost breathlessly, "The Venetian, they are coming in our direction!"

Nomelo was stunned, he didn't understand what the scout was saying, but he didn't wait for him to figure out what was in the scout's words, he heard the kind of roar from the hills that had just been listening to the hustle and bustle that seemed to be getting closer and closer Came.

Nomelo looked up, and saw the Venetian flashing on the top of the mountain, then descending like a flood.

The captains next to Nomelo almost issued orders against the Pope ’s secretary, and the Vatican army that had been too late to expand along the road faced the Venetians who ran down and raised their spears in desperation. Lifting the shield, but their eyes are desperate, because from the terrible posture of the Venetians, they may be torn apart by the enemies who are so crazy that they are not even thinking about their formation in the next minute.

Nomelo looked pale at the Venetian who was getting closer. He felt that he was probably dying here. He had never been on the battlefield, but this should be the last time in his life.

The Venetian rushed down the mountain!

The Venetian has arrived in front of them!

The Venetians have raised their arms to them and made a reliable cry!

Then Venice ran past the Vatican army.

First at the front, they did n’t even look at the Vatican, they ran all the way and rushed past the Vatican team that was barely maintaining the collapse, and then the Venetians became more and more like two separate streams of water, without hesitation Hurried across the Vatican.

Many of them did n’t even have time to take a look at the Vatican, they just ran forward desperately, over the Vatican ’s front team, squadron, and then ran next to the back team without knowing what happened. , And then ran all the way further away.

The originally nervous and desperate Vatican people could not help but slowly lowered their arms, and some stood up from the hurriedly crouched down defense line hurriedly supported by spears, and looked at these with doubtful faces as if they neither intended to surround them nor seemed right They dismissed it. On the contrary, some of them seemed to be trying to avoid their Venetians. As the Venetian brigade rushed past them, the Vatican couldn't help but stunned and looked at each other.

Nomelo wanted to know exactly what happened, and when his gaze turned to the scout to ask, the scout raised his finger to the mountain.

A sharp blade of light rose from the top of the mountain, and the light could not shine. It was the person who was holding the knife waving continuously. Then, with the rapid roar of the horseshoe, a cavalry appeared on the top of the mountain.

The cavalry was very fast. The first of them even surpassed the Venetian who fell behind, but instead of staying, they kept chasing forward, chasing forward after enemy after enemy.

"That is……"

Nomelo looked at the cavalry that appeared suddenly. Although he didn't understand the military, he knew that Pisa had no cavalry. Their biggest hope was to keep their city.

So where is this cavalry?

Moreover, looking at the familiar wielding postures of the cavalry, Nomelo couldn't help but feel that there seemed to be something familiar.

Then he suddenly blurted out: "Bohemians!"

The Pope's secretary's face changed instantly, and he raised his hands involuntarily. When his men followed him with vigilance, Nomelo slowly led the horse back into the team.

The Venetians are still running away. Some of them changed their direction because they saw the Vatican army from a distance. But most of them chose the nearest escape route, that is, they ventured from the same panic and wondered how to deal with the Vatican.

The front Bohemians have also rushed through the long-drawn Vatican team, and some of them are still curious about a large number of these strange troops that do n’t know where they came from, but no one has provoke them because Apparently the Venetian, who was frightened by the emergence of this army, fled a lot slower, which was more tempting for Bohemians who were dedicated to loot.

Nomelo didn't look at those Bohemians anymore, he paid attention to them behind.

Then he saw the last scene he wanted to see.

A team of cavalry, which was slower than the Bohemians, appeared behind them. This cavalry was not the same as all cavalry that Nomelo had seen.

The vertical ridge helmets they wear don't have common masks. The armor looks rounder and smoother than any other armor at the moment, just like a shiny eggshell. The only eye-catching only armor with no extra decoration and patterns is It seems to be a thickened breastplate part, and on their sides that seem to only protect the upper body of the armor on both sides of the belt, they are connected with several seemingly bulky holsters.

Nomelo's eyes narrowed. He had seen such costumes, and he had seen a whole army dressed like this.

"Gombre's hunting guard."

Nomelo sighed softly.

His eyes turned to the top of the mountain again. At this time he had seen more and more figures flashing on the top of the mountain again. When a large number of people appeared, Nomelo vaguely saw the clothing of the army and their flag.

It is also a red cross on a white background, but it is easy to distinguish this flag from the red cross of Pisa when it crosses the center of the cross to the left of the flag.

Of course, Nomelo knew the banner. This was the flag of St. Joe, the protector of Genoa. Alexander VI once told him in private that he would rather be punished by God, and he hoped to see the man under the banner.

Nomelo knew that the pope was talking about Giuliano de la Rovere.

Now, he saw the banner in Pisa, Nomelo knew that things might be worse.

It may even be worse than Lucrezia ’s falling into the hands of the Venetian, at least if the Venetian knew her identity, she would not dare to hurt her.

However, if Pisa falls into the hands of the Genoese and does not wait to fight against Venice and Milan, perhaps the fragile alliance between the Vatican and the Genoese may fall apart at any time.

Then when he saw another quirky triangle badge flag also appeared on the top of the mountain, Nomelo could not help murmuring to himself:

"Gombray, what did you do ..."

When Compatiti saw the army that suddenly appeared on the right-wing road near Venice, the whole person was already in a trance.

For many years, Compatti has been tired of changing employers, and he is tired of this day of not knowing who to kill for tomorrow. He is eager to stay in a place, even if he is still a mercenary, but as long as he has a stable The income does not want to go on aimlessly.

This desire seemed to come true suddenly, but he came to the Venetian just as the captain of the city defense,

What made him even more desperate was that after the two attacks of the Venetians were repelled, the other looked no less than the Venetians, and the chilling army suddenly entered the battlefield just by watching the cavalry rushing in front of them. .

At this moment Gompati was completely desperate. He dragged his tired body aside from the dead body, and then sat on a stone and looked at the army indifferently.

Pisa City can't hold it anymore. If he is lucky, he may be released after being shut down for a period of time, and then he can only continue to live his life as a mercenary.

If you are unlucky, because it is one of the culprits to overthrow the Republican government, as one of the leaders, he will likely be sent to the guillotine in the end.

Gompati groped his waist, found the hip flask and wanted to take a sip, but raised it and poured it for a long time before he found a hole in the hip flask, which appeared to be pierced during the battle.

"You saved my life, but everything is useless now." Gompati raised his hand to throw away the empty hip flask, but then his hand was stuck in the air.

He stared blankly at the suddenly appearing army in the distance, watching them not attacking Pisa, which is now the most empty and weak, but from the side facing back just because of the blow he had just suffered and kept trying to restart The deployed Venetian rushed past!

When the two armies are fighting, the two sides have put their full power into the critical moment of **** fighting, and any new army that suddenly appears on the battlefield is terrible!

No matter which side this army comes from, on the other hand, it often means disaster.

For the Venetians, this sudden emergence of the army is their nightmare.

The Genoese, the natural enemies of the Venetians, when they saw their flag, even the lion-winged lion on the Venetian flag couldn't shake in the wind, and seemed to break free from its enemies.

But now the Venetians are tired and uneasy, even because of the terrible devastation they just encountered under the gates of the city, many people have not been awake.

This makes them fear more than the usual hostility when they see the Genoese, because they know that their enemies will not be kind to them either.

But soon the Venetians discovered that, compared with the Genoese, those cavalry who were either weirdly dressed or had strange armor were their more terrible enemies.

When they were just discovered, many Venetians had no time to issue warnings to their companions, and the bohemian scimitar was cut off to the Venetian nearest to them.

The light cavalry dashed flexibly towards the Venetian flanks where no enemies would appear. Many Venetians hurriedly responded to the enemy without precautions, while waiting for them was the sharp blade of the Bohemians passing by quickly Whirlwind away from the **** breath.

A company of the Venetian's right wing quickly collapsed under this sudden blow. They didn't even have time to change their formation. At the moment when the whole army started to chaos from the right, the destiny of this company was already doomed.

The start of the retreat without formation was not obvious, but when a team of cavalry with muskets joined, it changed.

The accidental attack by the cavalry and the unexpected continuous shooting accelerated the pace of the Venetian who was only slowly receding, but also accelerated the chaotic rhythm.

More and more soldiers in the company panicked.

They do n’t know what to do. This is an unfair battle. One side has just had a hard time before rest, while the other side appeared suddenly and attacked violently.

The Venetian company collapsed. They first moved closer to the central formation, but soon became a run, and behind them, a new nightmare was approaching.

The Aggris stood far away. In the past, they were all facing opponents who rushed across, but this time they had to face the enemy who was running away from them.

Filling gunpowder ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ tamping the projectile, raising the musket, everything is done according to the steps that have been practiced too many times.

Then, with a command, the gunshots of the sky rang on the battlefield!

Keep going, filling, tamping, shooting ...

The Agry Musketeers repeated these actions almost mechanically. They saw that the Venetians still trying to rush towards them in the chaotic ranks of the enemy, and then the Genoese of the first team screamed enthusiastically while ignoring together. Rushed towards their enemy.

Gompati just stood blankly outside the city gate and watched this battle that seemed to be doomed from the beginning.

Then he suddenly saw Alexander.

Unlike the surprise of the Pisa, Alexander looked at the scene in front of him and just breathed a sigh of relief.

A lot of people sent by Alexander to look for reinforcements, and now, the Bohemian Qingqi, hunting guards, Genoa and the Agris, the "reinforcement" that Alexander had been waiting for finally came.