Vol 3 Chapter 190: Wisdom of the Borgia

Machiavelli was awakened by a noisy shout. He first tried to open his eyes and rubbed his head for a little because he didn't sleep well. Then he paused and listened to the movement outside.
The voice is very chaotic, obviously a large number of people, and from the bursts of horses and subtle audible heralds, it can be heard that the outside should be an army, not what passes through the caravan.
Machiavelli quickly awakened the follower who was still asleep, and the two came to the door and carefully opened the door to look out.
Many soldiers were busy in the village at this time, many people were sitting and resting, and some of the followers were busy removing the saddle from the horse.
Looking at the tiredness of those people, it seems that they have just rushed all night.
Machiavelli made a careful gesture to the entourage, and then the two of them quietly came out of the warehouse. They walked along the side of the road, and he could n’t stop looking at the soldiers passing by, wanting to see the history from them. .
Several well-dressed officers came across from each other, and Machiavelli looked at them carefully. From among them, he quickly recognized that one of the men who did not look like a soldier but more like a scholar should be the leader of these people. He noticed that the man's clothes obviously looked more plain than others, but the people next to him looked very respectful.
It's just that there is a trace of worry in this man's expression, and he seems to have a very heavy mind.
"Sir, we have tried our best," an army said annoyed while walking. "Our people have not rested for 2 consecutive days, and many people will be tired if they continue like this."
"But you know that if you can't find someone, what you have to face is not so simple." The middle-aged man stopped and looked at the officer who kept complaining. "I can guess how His Majesty the Pope will punish each of us. People, including myself. "
The voice of the middle-aged man was not low, so these words happened to be heard by Machiavelli who was walking nearby. The heart of the Florentine suddenly jumped, although he did not know who this person was, but he was already sure that this army should It belongs to the Vatican Holy See.
"That Gombre, how dare he dare to hijack the pope's daughter," said another officer with a little admiration and a surprise. "Be aware that it is the 'Princess of Rome', and now I think the whole of Rome The city will be sensational. "
"So it ’s the only way to find Lucrezia before His Majesty the Pope is angry. Believe me, you will not want to see what an angry father will do, especially since this father still owns this world. The greatest power. "The middle-aged man looked at the officers around him, and after seeing the worries he wanted from their faces, he ordered to" let the team rest for 1 hour and then set off. Today, we must hear about Lukrezi. " News of Ya's whereabouts. "
The middle-aged man suddenly froze a moment after saying this, because he saw a man in a red coat covered with dust and grass thorns approaching them.
"Are you looking for the Pope's daughter?" Machiavelli asked seriously, seeing the other man's puzzled expression, he bowed slightly "Please allow me to introduce myself, I'm Nicolo Machiavelli from Florence , I think I can provide you with information about Miss Lucrezia. "
"grown ups?"
The officers looked at the middle-aged man unexpectedly, and some frustrated faces could not help showing joyful expressions,
These 2 days was a tormented journey for them. They kept taking people around to search for the loss of nothing, and worrying about the consequences of the Pope's anger and irritability because they lost their loved ones. The heart is exhausted.
Although the middle-aged man seemed to be relieved when he heard Machiavelli's words, he was obviously calmer. Although he was very eager to hear the answer immediately, when he heard that the other party was from Florence, he was Can't help but think more.
"I'm the secretary of His Majesty the Pope, Don Nomelo," the middle-aged man looked at the Florentine. "If you have any news about Lukrezija, please tell me, I believe that His Majesty the Pope will not be stingy to pay what you deserve Of compensation. "
The words of the middle-aged person made Machiavelli tremble. As the mortal enemy of the Holy See, the Florentines actually paid more attention to Alexander VI than others, especially about the movements of those around him.
So Machiavelli knew that this Don Nomelo was definitely the most trusted and one of the most powerful people around Alexander VI.
Just as the Pope ’s personal secretary, why did Nomelo appear here suddenly, and actually brought a seemingly small army, which made Machiavelli imaginative.
After all, the relationship between Florence and the Vatican was too bad and too sensitive. The sudden appearance of the Pope's trusted secretary could not help but surprise him in surprise.
But waiting for him to think about it, Nomelo has questioned again, and his expression has also shown impatience, Machiavelli knows that if he does not say it immediately, he may be in trouble because of the officers It's already about to start.
"They are in Pisa," Machiavelli immediately dismissed the idea of ​​offering some conditions to the Pope's cronies by providing information, and made a wise choice. "Miss Lucrezia and the Gombré, they are both that."
Speaking of which, Machiavelli's eyes looked weird, because he remembered the fact that Lucrezia had announced that Alexander was her fiance. Although it was only rumored that she had not seen it with her own eyes, Machiavelli was still sure that the two people seemed It's not the relationship between hijacking and being hijacked, as I just heard from these people.
On the contrary, he can be sure that there is something ambiguous between those two people.
Thinking of this, Machiavelli was somewhat curious about the Gombré.
But he did not forget to continue to tell these people another message that made them just look happy, and then his smile stiffened on his face: "But if you are going to save the lady, hurry up because the Venetians are besieging Pisa. , I think at most noon today, pizza will fall. "
Nomelo was surprised when he heard Lucrezia's whereabouts, and his face was slightly relieved. He paused and issued an order to the people next to him: "Sound immediately, the army rushes to Pisa with the fastest speed . "
The brown mud still has some choking smell. The weather in late April has been getting hotter, which makes those disgusting smells smell stronger.
It was the place where the Venetians were most heavily shelled twice in the first offensive. The shallow trench that was originally used to block the advance of the Venetians has been bombarded by artillery shells and turned up large pieces of mud, which were soft and wet. Sticky, people feel very uncomfortable to step on it, but what really makes people feel uncomfortable is the disgusting pieces of torso in the mud.
Because some people were directly hit by artillery shells and had already been smashed. Even if the Venetian tried to recover most of the dead, but some people who did not know who was to whom could only be thrown in the already destroyed short In the open space between the wall and the ditch, the disgusting smell of those corpses blew into the city with the wind, and some pizzas living near the wall vomited because they couldn't bear it.
The mercenaries didn't care. For them, the dead were indeed much more seen. Although the previous battle was a bit dangerous, it was nothing. There was even a joke that there was only one deserter from the beginning to the end, it seems that the Venetians It's not terrible.
The sailors also seemed very relaxed, and even some sailors who apparently still part-time "second career" at sea ridiculed the timidity of the mercenaries with a rather disdainful tone.
The arrival of the Venetians apparently frightened the street revolutionaries in Pisa. This time they did not hesitate to agree to Alexander ’s request. Five thousand florins quickly reached Alexander ’s hands, holding them in the hands of mercenaries and sailors. With the sincere request of the gold coin and the knife in one hand, several houses near the gate soon changed their owners.
Throughout the day, many people heard the noise of the demolition of houses from the city gate, and as a group of blacksmiths were called near the city gate, people also heard various sounds of one after another. .
The Pizza didn't know what the Gombré was going to do, or they didn't actually care, even though the Venetians were outside, but what they really focused on now was not how to resist, but Lukrezija.
Although Pisa was once brilliant, it is still too small compared to Rome, Florence, Bologna or Milan. This kind of smallness is not only about the size of the city and the gorgeousness of the street architecture, but of course there are more things.
For example, when a lady is proud to mention how beautiful and elegant a certain style of her skirt is, Lucrezia's small disdainful eyes can make this lady feel ashamed, and even when she opens her mouth next time Became cautious.
And when Lucrezia looked at a few of those ladies with a surprised eye, and asked them how they could still insist on wearing the double-cornered hat that looked like they would get rid of the dirt, at least in Rome The couple of ladies immediately took off their hats with blush, and no matter how they did so, their hair was disorganized, but they did not want to wear them back.
"Alexander, he likes me to dress more plainly," Lucrezia replied when she noticed that someone seemed to be too ordinary for her clothes to appear, but now the clothes of Roman women have also begun to change. It ’s a lot simpler, but it ’s men. They use lace lace and gowns to decorate more styles than women. At least my brother Caesar has at least 50 lace trims to choose from.

"50?"
The women showed a look of surprise and unbelief. They looked at each other with incredible eyes, and they didn't seem to know if they should believe it.
"Maybe more, I don't remember how much there is," Lucrezia showed a thoughtful look, and then she suddenly looked at a lady sitting a little farther in front of her. "This style, It is now popular in Rome to look like it is not flashy at all. It is said that this is the favorite dress of the Greeks. "
The ladies looked in Lucrezia's eyes, and when they saw the woman clearly, there was a strange look on their faces.
"Who are you, Madam? I don't seem to know you yet." Lucrezia asked the woman with some curiosity.
The woman did not seem to think that she would attract the attention of Lucrezia. She stood up and nodded slightly to salute under the strange gaze of other ladies: "I am Agatha Tomno and my husband is Asimo. Tomno. "
After talking, the woman sat down silently, seeming to know that Lucrezia would definitely not be interested in her again after hearing her name.
"Tomnio?" Lucrezia seemed to think a little bit familiarly, and then she reached out to the woman. "Lady, I like your hobby of choosing clothes. Do you know that my friend and I Julia became good friends because they both liked the same style of clothes. The two of us often stood together in front of the mirror for a few hours, and a whole lot of clothes could be put on and taken off for a whole afternoon. What. "
Lucrezia said as she walked towards the woman, she sat next to her and started talking to her endlessly, even tossing the other ladies away.
This of course made those ladies feel upset. After silently enduring for a while, some people finally couldn't help but leave, and then more and more ladies all said with displeasure.
"How dare she mention that woman in front of us," when she left Lukrezia's room, a lady yelled angrily. "That Julia Farne, that father's mistress, was The woman called the bride of Christ, she dared to say her name in front of us. "
"But she is now with Tomnio, what's the matter?" The other lady said with some suspicion. "But looking at her, she doesn't seem to know the meaning of the surname Tomnio."
"How could she know that a woman who came to live in Castile's family, if the father is not the pope, probably she is now planting crops in a farm in Castile." A lady disdain Mumbled, then shook his head helplessly, "but now we all have to rely on them. Compared to the Venetians, I prefer to let the Vatican rule us, but this is a man's business, let us go Why not have some fun. "
"I heard that Lucrezia's fiance was very handsome," another lady suddenly chimed in and saw the strange eyes that several other people showed to her. The lady quickly said, "Of course I will not be interested in that person. I prefer to have a good relationship with a troubadour in my house now. You probably do n’t know that he is a demon in bed ... "
The screams of surprise and envy from the women gradually went away, and in Lukrezija's room, there was a trace of embarrassment at this time.
After the ladies left, Lucrezia's attitude gradually became indifferent. She looked at the Madame Tomnio in front of her with a critical eye. When the woman appeared a little embarrassed, she lowered her voice and said: "Madam I ’m leaving you hoping that you can bring a message to your husband and tell him that I hope to see him,
Speaking of this, Lucrezia paused and continued,
In fact, Alexander wants to see him, so I hope your husband I can find an opportunity as soon as possible, but I do n’t want to attract the attention of others, and I hope your husband can help Alexander. "
The woman looked at Lucrezia in surprise. Although there was still a naive face in front of her, the woman was short of breath because of the restlessness. Although the bad reputation of the Pogia family has not reached the point where so many people are frightened, But it has been known to many people for a long time. After hearing the solemn command of the girl from the Pogia family in front of her, "conspiracy" and "traps" emerged in the woman's mind. Things.
"Tell me your husband what I said." Lucrezia ordered a little impatiently, and then remembered what waved his hand to prevent the woman from standing up and say goodbye. "Wait a minute, going out too early may cause others to doubt."
With that said, she picked up a book on the table next to her and began to look bored.
Looking at the profile of Lucrezia, the woman's face was cloudy and unsteady, and she felt restless for a moment.
As Alexander walked down the bumpy street towards the city gate, he was somewhat taken aback by Gompati's actions.
Although he guessed that the Venetian's upcoming offensive was likely to use the city gate as the main breakthrough, so he decided to strengthen the defense of the city gate, but Gompatti's excessive enthusiasm made him feel a little surprised.
Several large trees in the city gate have been cut down, the trunk lies on the back of the city gate, a nearby house has been demolished, and the stones transported are piled up on the open space inside the city gate to form A simple battery.
The turret of the turret is set very low, not only is it level with the ground, but also has almost no slope, an artillery has been placed on the turret, and behind the artillery, a block made of stone and door plate The simple retaining wall was built specifically to prevent the huge recoil of the artillery.
This artillery is not much different from other artillery. The only thing that stands out is that the gun barrel of this artillery is shorter than other artillery ~ EbookFREE.me ~ and it has a brand new section from the muzzle, It can be seen that this gun obviously has just been transformed.
Next to the artillery, there were piles of finely crushed copper that had just been smashed. Several sailors used their hands and feet to remove the curtain cloth cut from the house and wrapped the metal copper into spherical cloth bags of similar size.
"Be firm, and be firm, you are to resist the Venetians, not the husband who came to catch the traitor."
Gompati shouted at the mercenaries who were tightening the trunk with twine. When he saw Alexander coming, Gompati immediately responded. Then his lips moved and finally asked in a low voice: Do you really think the Venetians will attack the city gate? "
"Don't they have seen us die so hard before?" Alexander asked back, seeing Gompati's expression of doubt, and Alexander went on to say, "Only know that the enemy's weakest place will be more defensive."
Gompati was stunned for a moment, and seemed to understand something.
Just as he was about to speak again, a dull horn sounded from outside the city, and at the same time, the watch wall sent a lookout screaming nervously: "The Venetian! They are coming!"