Vol 2 Chapter 92: Fantasies and ideals

Nashan squatted in front of a French cavalry who fell to the ground and watched carefully. The cavalry died of a broken horse after the horse was hit by a rifle just before the charge began.
The poor Frenchman lay on his back on the ground, because his body just hit a rock, and the whole person looked very weird like a raised bulge. His head was turned aside in an impossible shape. When you look at it, you will know that it can never be done by a living person.
The French armor has been stripped off by the Bohemians, and even the slightly better shirts inside have been stripped away, so he is now so naked, and under the fire, his skin looks like a large piece of skin A large bruise, that was the scar left when he hit the ground before he died.
There are already people digging graves in the distance, and burying the dead bodies of the war dead on both sides after the war is the duty of the victorious party.
Of course, doing so is not so much as kindness or mercy, but rather as fear of a plague.
Even though it has been more than a century, the Black Death still makes the Europeans frightened.
The Bohemians are brave and greedy. They will strip away all valuables from the dead, even a belt or boots that seem to be worn.
The Frenchman was lucky, his pants were kept, but it was not the Bohemians who pityed him, but the man seemed to have some very disgraceful disease.
During the French occupation of Naples, the splendid nature and mischief of course brought disaster to Naples, but the French themselves paid the price for this action. It is said that many French soldiers got sexually transmitted diseases because of their messy life. It caused a great impact, and even once the French lost several crucial battles in a row because of the lack of healthy soldiers.
Even in the battle of Fodino, there was a general in France who fell off his horse straight in front of the king because of a hidden illness, which made the exhausted Charlie almost crazy.
Hearing the footsteps behind him, Nashan looked back and saw Alexander walking by.
"Young man, I should congratulate you on your victory," Nashan said to Alexander. "This victory is enough for you to brag for a while."
"It's your victory," Alexander shook his head in disapproval. "My Agri people only insisted when facing the French, and then almost collapsed after a short while. I still think now, if the Bohemians Come a little late, maybe I might be dying. "
"Do n’t be so frustrated young man," Nashan comforted Alexander. "You lead just a group of farmers who are not real soldiers, and the Bohemians ride on horses more than you walk on the ground. Trust me, see you Farmers who have passed the blood will become useful soldiers as long as they do n’t die, and then they will be useful to you. "
Alexander looked at Nashan a little unexpectedly. He didn't expect Nashan to comfort him suddenly. Before, he had been sarcasm of the Agri people ruthlessly.
"Don't look at me like this, I'm not telling lies," Nashan said with a glimmer of excitement in his eyes. He seemed hesitant but a little scrupulous, until Alexander looked at him silently. Waiting for him to speak, he said with excitement, "Young man, don't you think this is an opportunity?"
"opportunity?"
"Yes, chance," Nashan said with a look of excitement on his face. "I noticed the French. Except for the cavalry, their infantry was a group of lambs who were slaughtered by anyone, and even their cavalry did not seem so scary." Said Picking up a tree branch from the ground, picking up the French soldier's pants, and seeing the disgusting expression of Alexander, the gypsy laughed. "Did you see the lads, these Frenchmen are like scarecrows in clothes, It looks very majestic but can actually fall down when touched. "
"But these guys who fell down almost killed me almost." Alexander laughed bitterly. The threat that the French soldiers posed to the Agri people made him unable to forget, although as Nashan said, as long as he did not die. Will become useful soldiers, but this battle has caused Alexander to start to reconsider the strength of the French, or the forces of all countries on the Italian peninsula.
Because he doesn't know when he might become an enemy with whom.
"It's not like you. Is this what scared you this time?" Nashan was a bit strange. Of course he didn't know what Alexander was thinking. Seeing Alexander's self-confidence seemed to be greatly shaken after this battle, Nashan shook up. "I don't know if you should be happy if you only have this ability, after all, it wouldn't be a bad thing if you were to live with Sophia honestly."
Alexander looked at Nashan. He knew that this seemingly honest gypsy was actually more cunning than many people. Although this cunning would not be used on him, he still asked cautiously: "What do you want to say? Mountain, I can see what idea you must be playing. "
"Aren't you trying to make a fortune, thinking about how to make a fortune, young man, don't you think there is such a good opportunity to make a fortune waiting for us." Nashan took Alexander's shoulder and walked slowly to the camp. The Bohemians, all of them had regrouped in the camp, bursts of painful screams fluttering in the wind, which made Alexander shivering slightly.
Countless epics of war are always praising the magnificence of the war and the glory of the victors, but they have intentionally and unintentionally avoided the disasters brought about by the war and the terrible aftermaths that followed.
The plague that may be caused by the dead, and the wounded because of the lack of effective treatment is almost unavoidable. This all makes Alexander deeply experience the smallness and frustration of living in this era when facing fate.
Instead, Nashan, when he saw the fire burning the corpse, his eyes jumped with excitement. If he did not know what he should have discovered from these dead people, Alexander might even wonder if he was crazy.
But then Nashan's words immediately made him feel that he was crazy.
"How far will it be from here to Rome?" Nashan asked excitedly, and he continued without waiting for Alexander to answer: "As long as I turned over this valley, I've been to Rome, although this is not the way to go." I know we are not far from Rome. "
Seeing that Alexandria had n’t understood it yet, Nashan simply went on and said: "Do n’t you think this is an opportunity, these French people are so weak, even your farmers can resist them for so long, if In the face of an army, they must be defeated in one blow, haven't you thought of being the first to rush into Rome? "
Alexander looked at Nashan stunnedly. He did not expect that he, an old man, would have such a crazy idea.
Attack Rome? This is crazy!
Not to mention the ridiculous idea of ​​attacking the high and deep Roman city guarded by the French with his own strength, as long as you think about Modillo's purpose, if Modillo knows that he is against his will Attacking the French, not to mention whether the cheap uncle will support him, the seemingly intimate and actually fragile relationship between them will be completely broken in an instant.
Alexandria still needs to maintain the relationship with Modillo, although he is suspicious of each other but can use each other.
What's more, this is simply unrealistic!
Not to mention that he brought such a small group of farmers who ca n’t even count the real soldiers to attack the French who had been baptized in the centuries of war. Even thinking about the formidable deep walls of Rome, Alexander felt that Nashan Seems to have a problem.
"Do you think I'm crazy?" Nashan looked at Alexander funny. "Don't look at me with this kind of look, I know what I'm talking about, and I'm not crazy enough to think it can be done by those of you This matter, "Speaking of this Nashan, look at the shadow looming from time to time in the darkness. The eyes narrowed slightly, so that Alexander couldn't help thinking of what Sophia would do every time she wanted to do something." It was Percy. " The Mia people ca n’t do it either. The walls of the Roman city are too thick. If there are no tens of thousands of people, they ca n’t break that city.

"So you don't have to think about things that don't make sense anymore," Alexander said secretly, he felt a little strange. He was really worried about Nashan's absurd ideas, after all, it was even more funny than pure whimsy. "We Before you wait for the French to send the ransom, it ’s best to be prepared to prevent them from turning back.
Talking to Alexander, look at Nashan.
If you are willing to help me train some of those Agri people, I will be grateful, and I You can pay for this. "
"How much can you pay me?" Nashan looked at Alexander interestingly. "I don't think you are like a lord of the Jager but a businessman. Although I don't like those who are treacherous, they can be compared with nobles. Merchants much better."
"My reward will definitely satisfy you." Alexander smiled, and then he lowered his voice and said to Nashan.
Gypsies were always surprised for the first time with a careless smile on his face. He looked at Alexander and after seeing him nod again, Nashan suddenly hugged Alexander and slapped his back. When the purple on Alexander's photographed face turned out, the gypsy shouted excitedly: "That's it, I'll train the farmer for you. You can tell Sophia the good news now, lad I like you a little now Now. "
Then he stopped again and asked in a slightly unwilling tone: "You really don't want to try your luck? Rome is full of rich guys."
Alexander broke free from Nashan's arms, and he really didn't understand how the father and daughter were like Samson. ,
He shook his head firmly: "I think this is not what we should consider now, as you said, you help me train soldiers, I will prepare a wedding belonging to me and Sophia."
"Well, it's up to you," Nashan's helpless waving seemed a bit of interest, but when Alexander turned away, the Gypsies looked back in the direction of Rome in the dark, and his eyes narrowed again. "But, This is really a golden opportunity. "
Nashan whispered to himself.
When he returned to the camp, Alexander saw Sophia far away from the armor on the shelf.
The armor has been wiped again, and it looks beautiful, gorgeous and shiny, and it is messy with everything around it, but it seems very uncoordinated, but Sophia seems not very satisfied.
Alexander approached her and gently embraced her shoulders, looking down on her annoyed eyes, but Alexander suddenly burst into a cold sweat.
There was a very obvious scratch on the armor close to the chest and abdomen. Alexander could not see whether it was cut by a sword or a spear, but the scratch was from the chest and abdomen through the ribs. The faint disappeared, and when she thought that Sophia had received such a terrible blow, Alexander's mood to want to tell her good news was gone.
He couldn't help but hug Sophia tightly, and hurriedly said in her ear: "No matter what happens afterwards, you won't be allowed to go on the battlefield again. You know, if you don't listen, I'll let people tie you up."
Sophia frowned a little bit unhappy, then stretched her eyebrows, raised her head on tiptoe with a smile, and kissed gently on Alexander's face.
"That's right," Alexander squeezed the girl's shoulders again. "You can just stay with me in the future."
Sophia raised her head again. She stretched out her arms around Alexander's neck and sent her lips slightly up. Feeling the tenderness of the girl's soft lips, Alexander couldn't help reaching out to hug her body.
But when he was about to kiss again, Sophia suddenly tilted her head back, while holding his face with both hands, he had to turn his head to look at the armor hanging on the shelf.
"Ah ~"
Sophia made a slightly sweet tone.
Alexander's face collapsed.
"what?"
She immediately made a louder voice again.
Alexander insisted on shaking his head.
"Ah! ~"
At last her voice was a little sharp, and her eyes began to narrow dangerously.
"Okay, I'll let you patch it up to make sure that no traces can be seen." Alexander finally nodded helplessly, and saw Sophia's eyebrows and smiles, and he couldn't help smiling.
It seems that it is more troublesome to marry a wife who can't speak, but only one syllable can express everything.
Alexander shook his head secretly in his heart.
Carlo was running around in the camp with a few people excited.
In addition to the destruction and death of most people, war also brought opportunities and wealth to many lucky people.
And everyone who survived seems to think that he is the lucky one who will eventually be favored.
The generous spoils brought by the victory made the Aggris see that wealth was beckoning to them, and the rewards they usually received as farmers were instantly insignificant compared with the spoils in front of them.
Moreover, there are Bohemians as role models.
In this battle with the French, the Bohemians played a key role, which gave them a trophy that made the Agri envious and jealous.
Carlo also envied the Bohemians, but compared with the loot, he envied the armor that the Bohemians received.
A few French cavalry failed to escape and became captives. The Bohemians arrogantly picked them up. In addition to the money they carried, those beautiful armor became the most worthy of showing off.
Carlo also hopes to have such an armor, even if he knows it is really a luxury.
Although Alexander has not belonged to his own cavalry except the earlier Bohemians, Carlo knows that he has no chance to wear such an armor.
This is not only because he did not dare to be extravagant because of his background, but the bigger reason is that his family is poor.
The cavalry is responsible for the war horses and preparations. This rule, which has been handed down since ancient times, completely cut off the dream of some poor people to step on the battlefield.
It is difficult to imagine a person who is so poor that he has to worry about eating all day long enough to support a war horse, and some cavalry even need two horses.
Carlo looked at the Bohemians enviously, watching them drive a few horses with their entire armor on their backs, and Carlos exhaled heavily.
Maybe you should be the same as those of your fellow countrymen, honestly serve as the lord lord, and accumulate some loot when you are lucky, so that you can ask the lord lord to give yourself more credit when you return home Years, maybe I can have an industry that can be passed on to my children.
Carlo thought so, with a longing smile on his face. He thought it was right to think so. As for having his own horse and armor, or even becoming an admirable cavalry, these are too unrealistic, right? Wake up
Carlo reminded himself so mockingly.
"Carlo? Are you Carlo?"
One of the Bohemians who had approached suddenly stopped and asked.
"I am, what are you doing?"
A trace of vigilance flashed in Carlo's eyes. Although fighting with these Bohemians, Carlo did not trust them, mainly because the Bohemians always like to provoke trouble.
"Carlo in the farmhouse on the north side of the Agri River?" The other person asked again, and when Carlo nodded, the Bohemians grunted, "That's you."
With that said, the bohemian put the reins of the warhorse in his hand and stiffly inserted it into Carlo's hands.
"Give you."
"what is this?"
Carlo looked at the reins in amazement and asked puzzled.
"This is your horse, and your armor. Oh, and this." The Bohemians took the weird sword from the saddle, pulled it out and threw it to Carlo.
This is a weapon that is not light in weight and is longer than the average cavalry sword, but shorter than the two-handed sword. Although it is a sword, it has only one edge and the other side is rounded.
Even more strange is that the blade of this sword is elliptical and slender and sharp. It can be seen that it is designed to assassinate the enemy.
"What's going on, I didn't buy your horses and armor, and I can't afford it." Carlo looked at these Bohemians with vigilance, as if they had transformed into a profiteer who bought and sold.
"I don't know, if you are Carlo from the farmhouse on the north side of the Agrig, it's right. Captain Nashan asked you to send these things," the Bohemians waved impatiently. "Okay Now, you have received the things, and I should go back to drink. "
Carlo looked at the bohemian who turned and walked away in amazement ~ EbookFREE.me ~ I didn't know if what had just happened was dreaming.
Carlo didn't wake up until the warhorse murmured his head and pulled the reins in his hand tight.
Am I a cavalry? As soon as this thought rose, Carlo could no longer restrain the excitement and cheered.
In the distance, Alexander heard Carlo's cheers and looked at the hunter who could not wait to jump on horseback. Alexander smiled softly.
He hoped that his money was not spent in vain. Although the price was a little more expensive, he still decided to take this crucial step.
In the first World War, the shock that the cavalry brought to him was still lingering in his heart. Whether it was the French cavalry that seemed to destroy all the momentum in front of him, or the amazing destruction of the Bohemians like the wind, the Alexander Experience the tremendous power of cavalry.
Owning your own cavalry is the most pressing ideal of Alexander now.
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