Vol 7 Chapter 163: The past of Count Modillo

In the city of Burgess, several civilians hurriedly walked through the street. They stared in panic at the two French soldiers standing not far away. The two soldiers were looking at them. Afraid.
Fortunately, the two soldiers just whispered a few words in a language they didn't understand and then stopped paying attention to them. This made the few people walk away along the street with ease.
The previous failure to fight the Castilian army made the morale of the French army a bit low. After a wanton looting, the French who had finally relaxed after venting had gradually restored order.
It's just that the hatred of the people of Burgess for the French has reached a point where they are about to erupt, and even some good locals who have had a good relationship with them before have changed their views.
The French naturally know that they are not popular here, so the French soldiers have also become a lot more careful. They no longer leave their camps as they did before, as long as they go on the street, they will be in groups and in the city. The sentinel set up was also severely checked.
For those who wanted to retaliate because of the murder of their family in the riot that day, once caught, the French hanged them mercilessly on the street, and they hoped to use this harsh method to deter Bourg The people of Sis.
Several other people passed by on the street, and the two French soldiers immediately looked over. They noticed that these people were in a hurry and looked weird, so they immediately yelled at them and asked them to stand and be questioned.
The shouts of the guards on the street caught the attention of the French companions who were in a house on the roadside. They ran out of the house to see what happened. When they just came out of the house and went to the street, they were opposite A row of windows facing the street of a two-story house suddenly opened!
"Bang Bang ~"
The dull gunshots rang through the street at once, and the pungent smoke spread all over the street. At the same time, the local people who were under inspection suddenly pulled out their hidden weapons and thought about the two French troops who stopped them. When hacking, the two soldiers were cut down and killed instantly.
The French soldiers who were suddenly attacked evaded. Some of them used to squat down and tried to avoid the screaming bullets above their heads. Some turned around and hurriedly tried to run back to the house to hide. The locals suddenly broke out of the alley around the corner. They waved their weapons at the panicked French soldiers, and there were fights and screams everywhere on the time street.
When the French brigade arrived from the news, only a few blood-stained bodies were left on the street. Looking at his corpses on the street, the French officers who led the team couldn't help but yelled and cursed.
"7 people, we died 7 people," the French commander who heard the news angrily commanded his men. "Then we will let them use 10, no, 20 people to pay the price."
The commander said that he grabbed the sword on the table and hung it on his body. With his order, the French soldiers of the brigade poured into the streets of the city. Under the command of the officers, the people of Burgess were crowded Get out from home.
"The Castilians may take the opportunity to launch an offensive at this time," the commander rode and immediately commanded his men. "Sudden riots in the city should be planned by someone to prevent them from cooperating with the army outside the city."
The sudden and crazy action of the French army scared the Burgess who had just experienced a looting. They gathered together and were forced to walk towards the square in the city. The French soldiers urged them rudely along the way. When suspicious characters were found, they were dragged out of the crowd violently and escorted into a carriage.
Although Burgos is the northern town of Castile, it has a small population. The arrival of the French army broke their originally peaceful life.
The men who were kicked out of their homes were forced to go to the square in the city under the drive of the French soldiers. Looking at those who were escorted into the carriage, many people couldn't help but look terrified.
They didn't know what the French were going to do with them. When people gathered on the square and saw a row of gallows hurriedly erected, the entire square was horrified by the horror.
The French spoke and counted, and the locals escorted by the carriage were pushed onto the execution table, watching some trembling priests walking in front of them. Some of them were crying in fear.
"Kane, we didn't do anything, Kane, lords!"
Someone begged loudly to the French commander who was standing at the top looking at them, but this request did not get a little pity.
In the sound of armor friction, the French commander walked to the edge of the scaffold, standing in front of him was a row of guards holding shields, which were stacked on top of each other to protect him firmly in the middle from the guards. After the gap, the French commander gazed at the dark crowd below.
"I am not a cruel person, so I have been trying to restrain my soldiers, but you are obviously not grateful, my people were murdered, if this is on the battlefield I will not complain about my enemies, but this is a A shameful murder, so you have to pay for your actions. "
The commander said loudly to the people below, listening to a dull sound from the crowd below, and the French commander waved to the trumpeter beside him.
The piercing horn sounded immediately over the square. People calmed down. Everyone's eyes were horrified at the unfortunate people who were held in front of the gallows, listening to someone crying for mercy, someone reciting the scriptures aloud Some people were stunned with nooses like puppets, and people began to shout.
"God, you have to be punished for doing this," the pastor dissuaded the French with some excitement. "General, I believe you are not a cruel person as you said. God tells us that kindness is stronger than cruelty, showing your kindness. Well, forgive these poor people, they will be grateful to you. "
"They may be grateful to me, but more often than not, after all we are the enemy to them, and I have to explain to my soldiers," the commander said coldly to the priest, and then he lowered his voice In a tone that only two people can hear, whisper, "The important thing is that those people have violated my self-esteem. I have to use this blood to return the respect of the people of Burgos to me."
The trumpet sounded, and the wooden pier under those people's feet was instantly kicked down. With the sound of "rumbling", 20 Burgess were suddenly suspended from the gallows and struggled.
A burst of exclamation sounded from the square again. Even at the last moment many people still didn't believe that this kind of thing would happen, but only in the blink of an eye, the fact that 20 people were hanged alive in front of them all made everyone tremble with fear.
"It may be a little trouble to transfer everything we do here to France." An officer frowned slightly and said to his companion next to him. He shook his head helplessly when he saw the excited eyes under his companion's helmet. .
"I assure you, respected knight, we will not have any trouble, because everything we do here is insignificant compared to what happened in Galicia." The commander turned and walked to the officer He stopped next to him, he took off his leather gloves on his back to the crowd, and said casually, "Relax, this will not damage your honor. I know what I am doing."
The officer wanted to explain something, but his mouth just opened, and he didn't wait to make a sound. A sudden muffled sound suddenly broke out from the crowd!
As a cloud of smoke rose, the commander seemed to hear a piercing tear of air behind him, and he didn't even wait to know what happened and flew forward instinctively.
Several screams sounded from behind him. The commander lying on the ground clumsily wanted to turn over, but the armor on his body was terrible. The commander who turned around and turned his head only saw the square. It was already a mess.
People crowded and shoved to each other, running around desperately, some people were submerged under a pair of feet immediately after being knocked to the ground, but many people who tripped caused more people to jam and step on It became a piece.
The selection of French soldiers did not expect such a thing to happen. They waved their weapons and rushed towards the crowd. With their stabs and stabs, some low-cut places on the square have been flooded with scarlet creeks. At the same time, the gunshots that sounded from time to time among the crowd continued to rise and fall across the square.
"Surround everyone!" The commander's sullen face gave orders, and when he saw a hesitant look under his hand, he pulled the sword from his waist and pressed it only on the neck of an officer. "They must be known to resist us. What will happen, otherwise they will betray us to the Castilians outside the city. "
The officers apparently realized the seriousness of the situation, and they began to greet the following and form a team, forcing the crowd to escape.
"You're right," the commander turned his head to the knight who complained earlier. "What we're doing here today may cause great trouble, but you have to know that this is the only correct choice we have now."
After he finished speaking, the commander forcibly hacked the sword in the air, and then shouted like a soldier who had gradually forced the citizens to give the order: "Go ahead, push the spear!"
There were instant screams in the square, and at the same time there were cries of the Burgess fighting against each other in despair.
The knight stared dumbfounded at what was happening under the stage, watching the boss and his companion's mad moves, and the same cruel eyes gradually appeared in his eyes.
"Ah!" With a shout, the knight grabbed a spear from a soldier passing by him, and in a twisted shout, he waved the spear towards those Borges cities. People rushed up.
The square was full of killings, escapes and revolts, and the hatred that had gathered for a long time on both sides broke out completely at this moment.
When it was found that the square was surrounded, some completely desperate Burgess grabbed anything around them that could be used as weapons and resisted desperately, while others rushed blankly towards the French soldiers who had arrived.
This is a massacre without any suspense. Even though many of these Burgess men are strong and strong, but in the face of the army, these unarmed locals quickly become the prey to be killed.
Bleeding was everywhere on the square, and people were killing and falling to the ground everywhere, so no one noticed several figures shaking in a sewer covered with wooden grate in the corner of the square.
No one noticed that the wooden grate had been opened before, and then quickly returned to its original state.
In the low gutter, the dark, dirty and smelly sky smoked, and a few large mice ran quickly between the filthy garbage, even in winter, the choking water was disgusting Stinky, and this is a few figures crawling between these garbage quickly.
From time to time, there were screams on the top of the head. When someone fell down, the face happened to be on the wooden grate. They did not close their eyes. They stared closely at the silhouettes that crawled under them. The person inadvertently raised his head as he climbed, his eyes met with the lifeless eyes, the lame man's face twitched, and then crawled under the dead, and soon disappeared into the dark ditch.
The few climbed from the sewers to the mouth of the cave, which was not very far from the square, but was quite secret.
They were all dirty and foul, but at this time they could not care about anything, and then jumped on the carriage that was prepared for the exit. The carriage immediately ran crazy towards the end of the street.
The killing in the square still continued, and finally some people who had escaped happily ran on the streets of the city. In the chase of the French soldiers behind, these people ran and shouted desperately. It was the horror cry of "The French are about to kill the city".
Alexander has been listening to the movement outside. He is now in a secret cellar under the house. The entrance of this cellar is under the hearth in the hall not far from the house. Just open a few pieces to surround In the middle, the stone that was burned black for many years can see the small iron gate at the entrance of the cellar.
When he saw this cellar, Alexander secretly lamented Count Modillo's cleverness. Although he didn't know why the Count had originally operated the northern city like this, now it seems that Alexander secretly guessed that Count Modillo was early. It had been foreseen a long time ago that if there were any changes in Castile's fight for the throne, the French would probably intervene.
And here should be managed by Earl carefully in order to deal with such things, otherwise it is impossible to explain why it is so well prepared here?
"Or, the Earl's ambition may not be just Castile."
Alexander thought of Navarra, the northern neighbor of Castile.
Today, King Navarre is the brother of Caesar's wife John III. The cousin of King Louis XII seems to be almost as far away from the crown of the French king as Europe. But no one would think that it is half. More than a century later, Navarre will produce a French king, and a new dynasty has already begun.
By that time, Navarre will be divided by France and Spain in the Pyrenees, but now, this kingdom is a buffer between Castile and France.
It ’s hard to believe that Count Modillo would have worked so hard to make these arrangements in a city bordering Navarre on a whim, so the only explanation is that the count seemed to be coveting the crown of Castile. What kind of plans does Navarre have?
Especially after looking at the weapons stored in the cellar, the idea became even stronger.
Speaking of Alexander, it was always wondering why Earl Modillo would be so obsessed with the crown of Castile. After all, even the son of George Anne, "Joel Modillo", was lucky to take the throne of Castilla, But this did not help much for the unification of the two Sicilian kingdoms that he had always forgotten.
After all, Enrique ’s son would not have the inheritance rights of the Aragon Kingdom like Isabella, unless he also married an Aragonese princess.
Only in this way can it affect the unification of the two Sicilian kingdoms.
Alexander sat so cranky in the cellar, until a thought flashed in his mind that even he thought was unbelievable.
Somehow, the figure of Sister Alfred appeared from his heart. Although it only flickered a little, Alexander seemed to catch a mysterious clue that had been lingering in his heart.
Sister Alfred, Joel Modillo, these two people who had no relationship at all were gradually connected in the heart of Alexandria. At the same time, he seemed to feel faintly what Don Bavi in ​​Andalusia is doing now. Some inexplicable motives behind those things.
This made Alexander suddenly have the urge to see Don Bavi immediately.
A dull footsteps came from an exit deep in the cellar. This was the secret passage from the cellar to the outside. Xieer immediately pulled out his rifle and aimed at the black entrance. The good position is staring at the dark road where footsteps are getting closer and closer.
The person hadn't appeared yet, a smell of stink was coming, and then a few dirty figures appeared in front of them.
In the light of the light, Alexander saw their embarrassed appearance, but these people didn't care much. When they saw Alexander, they planned to go over, but immediately let Shear stop it, and until the permission of Alexander, the lame man limped. The abduction turned to the past, but was blocked again a few steps away.
"Sprinkle some wine on him, at least it won't smoke us all," Alexander said helplessly, watching the side pouring some wine from time to time, but most of the lame men who entered the stomach, Alexander patiently Waiting.
"Master, we took a lot of effort to escape. The French are now going crazy on the square and they have killed many people."
Alexander nodded silently, he let these people attack the French checkpoint to attract the attention of the French ~ EbookFREE.me ~ There are strong enemies outside this kind, and there may be hidden places in the city that do not know how many enemies, the French It is bound to have to mobilize the troops defending the city to strengthen the vigilance of the city because of fear of possible riots in the city.
This will undoubtedly be a lot easier for Gonzalo, and they can also cooperate with the French at any time.
Just listening to the movement outside, Alexander could n’t help but look at the lame man. He did n’t expect that this person would be nothing more than the life and death of the people in the city in order to cause riots, and look at their appearance. what.
This made Alexander even more suspicious of why Count Modillo insisted that these people stay in Burgess.
"Master, the French will soon make the city a mess. If General Gonzalo is now attacking, he may soon be able to capture Burgos," the lame man reminded Alexander that he seemed very finished. Excited, he received another sentence, "And it's time for those hypocrites to suffer."
Listening to this, Alexander's heart suddenly moved, and it seemed that many things were clear.
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