Vol 3 Chapter 186: Offensive and Defensive Battle of Pisa (Part 2)

The Venetians did not think how difficult it was to occupy Pisa, at least until they were suddenly bombarded.
The danger they considered was always when the Vatican would discover what happened in Pisa, and then send troops to support Pisa, and what if Florence did not unexpectedly send troops to intervene as they expected.
Because of this, the Venetians provided their mercenaries with an extra courageous and devoted sword and shield soldier. If they wanted to come, if the two city-states really sent troops to intervene, then the Venetians who occupied Pisa only needed to be effective. Defending the city is a big gain.
While confirming that Pisa is the north-south route to the south that surrounds the Castel Nuovo Fortuna, the Venetians actually had an attempt to use Pisa as a force to attract the Vatican's troops, if they could, and they were actually the same as Alexander at this point. Idea.
When he understood the Venetian's plan, Alexander wanted to use pizza to attract troops from Venice.
"When the Venetians found that Pisa not only failed to capture successfully, but even lost an army of 2,000 people in vain, would Pisa become another Montina in their minds?"
Of course, Alexander did n’t say this idea. He knew that it was already God ’s miracle for the Pizza to hold the city at this time. If he was told that he was using pizza as a bait to attract more enemies, Alexander worried that they might Will be directly surrendered to the city because of fear.
The pungent sour taste in the air made the appetite swell, but Alexander endured a deep breath. He knew that he would smell it for a long time.
The sudden artillery salvo actually did not cause much damage to the Venetians. Except for a few artillery that directly hit the advancing team, more shells just landed on the ground and set off a large piece of dirt and dust. Go, you can see that the Venetians seem to be frightened, and their lines are hesitating behind the trench, but even then the Venetians, like the waves that were wrinkled with a stone, only stayed a little, and then stayed Another fierce drumbeat began to move forward.
"The brave army must be able to stand still in the heavy rain of enemy arrows and shells and face these dangers. When hearing the advancing horn, it must be able to keep up without affecting the neatness of the entire line because of personal timidity."
Looking at the Venetian below, Alexander suddenly remembered such a seemingly familiar sentence, and then he remembered it, which was exactly what Machiavelli said in his "On the Art of War".
"To stand still, facing the danger." Alexander replied this sentence gently in his mouth, looking at the Venetian who was passing through the ditch, though slow but extremely determined, and shook his head gently.
By this time, he felt that Compati was really a genius.
Perhaps this person could let me build a new castle in Montina, and Alexander thought flashed this thought.
Although it is not deep, the trenches that have become very troublesome because of the crisscrossing, which is a huge threat to an army that has spread into a horizontal line and requires that it must maintain its formation as much as possible, is fully revealed at this time. .
When the first row of soldiers finally staggered across the trench slope, the following rows of soldiers are still trying to pass as soon as possible while maintaining their formation, then the second row and the third row.
The captain of the mercenary stood at the edge of the trench above the trench at this time. The black burn marks on his face looked scary, and his completely swollen eyelids bulged high, completely covering the entire eye. It looks like a peach with rotting skin.
But at this time he couldn't care about the injury on his face, his eyes were fixed on the far wall, and he counted silently in his mouth.
Years of combat experience allowed him to roughly guess the size of the enemy ’s artillery from the sound of the artillery and the projectiles projected. Although it is not clear, the captain has guessed that this should be the kind of artillery that is not very caliber. Such artillery is often installed on fortresses or warships. If the gunners who use these artillery are experts, then these big guys will obviously pose a great threat. The captain of the mercenary secretly prayed that he should never be so unlucky. Because he once experienced the terrible experience of the entire company continuously being shelled in the undefended open space, which made him swear that he would not want to encounter it again in his life.
The number meditation in the captain's mouth was quickly read, but he didn't wait to guess the second round of shooting. While thanking God for arranging a group of crappy gunners, he endured the pain in his face and shouted out The team crossed the trench as soon as possible.
"Quick! Hurry up! While their artillery hasn't fired yet!" The captain's shouts even overwhelmed the fierce drum points of the drummer standing on the other side of the team. He ran along the side of the team without waving his hand When he hit the soldier's helmet with his dizzy head, he kept looking back at Pisa City.
"What happened?" Alexander on the wall was also a little surprised. Although he knew that most of these gunners were simply not qualified, but at this time he only needed to let those artillery fire to deter the enemy for how long.
"Adult is not a big problem, it seems that this gun is a bit troublesome." A recent gunner shouted while he kept busy.
This artillery was not temporarily searched by Alexander from the warehouse, but was originally placed in the city, and according to Gompati, this artillery "fired the first gun that overthrew the Republic" ...
Gompati didn't know that his statement made Alexander feel very entangled for a while, because how he heard this kind of taste was that he was against the decayed restoration.
But this artillery can't shoot, what about other artillery?
Alexander just asked, but when he saw that the gunners of the other artillery were all around the old gunner, watching the weighing, measuring, and filling the propellant, he realized that in this era, the gunner was still in business. It's not something ordinary people can do.
"Don't just take charge of one artillery," Alexander immediately ordered, "Give the artillery to someone else, and you will be responsible for distributing the propellant." Then he looked up and saw that the distance outside the city had gradually woke up from the previous shelling The Venetian who is quickly crossing the front trench "I want you to be able to shoot as soon as possible, have you heard, the Venetian will not wait to be hit by shells, lords!"
Another row of soldiers crossed the trench, and the captain's face finally showed a slightly soothing smile, but the pain on his cheek also made him greedy with Venus, and he pulled a small jug from the belt and gritted his teeth. Dripping onto his face, the tingling pain made him cry out in agony.
He looked back, there were not many queues behind.
The Venetians originally planned to have only 5 rows of deep queues because of the accidental appearance of the trench. The front face had to be narrowed, but even then, the majority of the teams with deeper queues had already crossed the trench at this time. Only one more time was needed. They could then push towards the hurry-built low wall not far below the city wall.
Just then, the captain heard what he least wished to hear.
After a long silence, the artillery on the wall shouted again.
The dull whistling sound of the stone bomb rubbing against the air flew thunderously over the battlefield. Many people involuntarily bent down slightly while raising their heads to look at the sky, and then looked back with the smoke trails above the head.
"Boom" loud muffled sound came from behind the team, the frontmost people could also feel the violent shock and the people behind pushed forward the crowded panic, and then there was a burst of people Fearful screams and crying.
A large piece of blown-up mud was lifted up into the air, and then fell down on the ground. It cracked and fell on people's helmets. Some unlucky eggs were smashed and crashed by stones directly, and then those who were smashed into the blood He screamed while covering his face.
The captain was pulled from the trench by his men. A shell from the side shot across the team's 5th row. After the drummer who was striking the drum was smashed directly into the half of the body, the shell was spared. Unceasingly rolling among the crowd, plowed a moat, and then smashed a soldier and flew backwards, with the captain fell into the trench together, and then rolled on the ground with the flesh hanging on it. stop.
The soldier who blocked the fatal blow for the captain was smashed into the chest, but it was this last barrier that kept the captain's name. When the men pulled him out of several dead people, the captain just kept shaking. In his head, his helmet no longer knew where he fell, but apparently he was not stunned, so he ordered the team to move forward as soon as he was awake.
"Don't care about others, move on, pass quickly, stay here and wait for death!"
The captain roared loudly. When he saw a slightly hesitant look under his hands, he first looked down at his baton. After finding nothing, he simply drew his sword and threatened loudly against the person in front of him: "Hear no, don't allow Stop and move on! "
The captain's anger clearly overwhelmed the fear of the enemy's artillery. Although the drummer was killed, some people still left to raise the leading banner. Under the banner, the Venetian desperately sprinted toward the other side of the trench.
This made many people in the back not even mind the crowded shoving forward, bursts of shouts spreading along the edge of the trench.
Seeing this scene, Alexander suddenly sighed softly.
"Sir, what's wrong?"
A Pizzar asked a bit strangely. The two consecutive rounds of shelling made the Pizzar who was still worrying show a look of excitement, but now Alexander seemed to be slightly disappointed, which made him feel very strange.
"If we have enough people, now is the time to attack the Venetian." Gompati, who was standing next to him, whispered that he did not show a happy look on his face like Alexander, but instead vaguely showed A bit of worry "But now the Venetians would rather cross the trenches under the artillery bombardment, and wait for their team to come over completely. That's when the real battle begins."
After looking at Gompati, Alexander nodded gently. He felt that the captain of the city defense was right, at least much stronger than the pizza nobles who were completely laymen, but even if he could see the enemy ’s purpose, he could not stop it. Alexander could only sigh softly.
"They will attack immediately, and once they enter the dead end of the artillery shooting, the threat to us will be great." Gumpati whispered as he looked outside, and the walls of Pisa City were not high, or simply said to those real castles Compared to the fortress, this city cannot be called a wall at all.
"Hopefully, the sailors we hired with a lot of money are really useful."
Alexander can only say so at this time. Although he had noticed that there were many characters who did n’t seem to be good among the sailors who claimed to be safe and self-serving, but this is after all a real battlefield. One can be in the streets and taverns. It is not uncommon for a guy to become a coward on the battlefield.
It was already possible to vaguely hear the opposing Venetians issuing commands one after another loudly, and with several drumbeats, the Venetians began to quickly advance towards the low wall under the city wall.
Pieces of spears were swaying in the smoke, and some people ran fast in front of the team on the horses. At the same time, they shouted the orders, and they could already vaguely see the shiny armor and the armor of the sword and shield soldiers walking in front. Can't hold the rounded edge of the shiny shield.
The pizza people who were still excited just now began to feel uneasy. They looked at Alexandria and Gompati in hopes of getting instructions or some kind of comforting promise from them, but what they saw were both faces. The dignity revealed.
"Adult, do you think we can block it?" Although knowing that this question is a little redundant, Kompatti felt that there was no need to hide anything at this time, he asked in a low voice, "Please forgive me, if I can't do it, I don't want to talk The cities fell together in the hands of the Venetians, and maybe they will release the guys in the bell tower to let them continue to serve as civil protection officers. If that happens, I will be miserable. "
Alexander's heart moved, but he did not expect this mercenary to have this clever mind.
He knew that what Compatti said was not necessarily unreasonable, assuming that if they really occupied Pisa, the Venetians were likely to support their puppets in Pisa, and the newly overthrowed republican government is precisely the best tool, and only need to agree to let them recover Status, I believe those pizza people will definitely be happy to cooperate.
"Wait a minute, there may be miracles, but you can leave if you feel bad."
By this time, Alexander no longer wanted to pervert this person with empty promises, because the war was obviously not supported by empty slogans and so-called beliefs.
In fact, Alexander also regretted it at this time. If he knew that the Venetian was going to attack Pisa, he would never stay here again.
"Do I let you send those people who are familiar with the way?" Alexander whispered. All his hopes now depend on whether these mercenaries and sailors can resist the Venetians' offense, and there is the Gompati. The messengers who went out for help.
"Some of these people often go to Rome to do business, and some are nearby residents. They all know this area ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Gompati nodded slightly, then he stared at Alexander and asked," But Will reinforcements really come? "
"There will be."
Alexander affirmed that he knew that Gumpati had to have enough confidence at this time, otherwise if the captain of the city defense collapsed first, then the next result of the city of Pisa would only be to break through.
Alexander didn't say a word: "Although it is reinforcements, maybe only Pisa and Lucrezia were rescued."
Alexander had always wondered who was catching up behind them from St. Deran ’s Abbey before, but he knew that the person would certainly not have any favors with him.
"My enemies are really many."
Alexander shook his heart slightly, and then his eyes turned to the Venetian opposite.
The sound of war drums reminded me again that Alexander's face could not help but become dignified.
Pisa's offensive and defensive battle is the real beginning.