Vol 4 Chapter 27: Grinding in tribulation

The Aggris are moving forward slowly, the slopes are steep, and there are no places where people can settle in. In this way, the Venetians do not even need to pay too much attention to other places. It is enough to concentrate all the firepower on the mountain roads.
Carlo, who walked at the front, gasped deeply. He knew he was a bit stupid now. He was wearing a heavy armor and walked on the mountain road. Carlo believed that he did not need enemies. Maybe he reached the top of the mountain. It will be crushed by armor and die.
If it didn't work, Ka-Crun found a place to stop. He gasped for someone to help him take off the armor, and then went forward with only a shield and a sword.
The corner of the mountain road is facing the camp on the top of the mountain. When Giovanni laid out the camp here, he clearly thought that this position could just stop the necessary way up the mountain, but he obviously did not think of his servants. The soldiers will be lazy to that point, so that when a low enemy is found, a group of Venetians have already rushed up from the corner, making this easy-to-defend and difficult point completely useless.
Carlo led the person closer to the corner, and he calculated how to quickly pass through the danger zone. After a while, he felt that the Venetian did not seem to move because of his appearance. Carlo swung to the soldiers behind him. Waving his hand, as the two Aggri soldiers quickly rushed up the corner road, the Aggris behind rushed forward.
"Boo Boom!" Another burst of gunshots that weren't neat but quite dense came from the mountain, and the Aggri were rushing towards the mountain. Someone was shot immediately, and with the screaming, someone fell to the ground. Painful tumbling struggles, and some were squeezed down by the companion behind them down the towards the mountain.
Carlo struggled to squeeze among the crowd, and he was confined to the middle of this small mountain path like everyone else, they had to falter forward with the bullets and stones thrown overhead and stumble forward, but from It's too far to hide in front here. When Carlo shouted and tried to rush forward, he was wrapped up by the Aggris who were retreating downward facing him, retreating down the mountain, although he kept yelling and even Throwing a sword threatened, but in the end they were beaten back to the foot of the mountain after paying a dozen casualties.
"What are you thinking, don't you dare to rush up?" Carlo shouted angrily to the several captains standing in front of him. "I know that this time I was not very lucky, but you just defeated people like that, Look at that mountain, as long as we can be safe at that point, how many muskets do you think the Venetian can block us, tell me have you seen their muskets? "
"We've seen that their musket area is not as good as ours," a small captain nodded in agreement, but there was helplessness on his face. "But the mountain road is indeed too dangerous. We don't have to kill our lives to rush up. Are we fighting for Lord Earl not to kill? "
"Shut up your mouth!" Carlo interrupted the captain's words somberly. "I know you think it's a good deal, but don't forget that I'm commanding you now. If you don't want to be punished after the war, take it Your people rush up, otherwise I will make you feel that dying on the battlefield may be more fortunate than surviving. "
Carlo waved his fists down angrily, then he grabbed a dry branch and danced to the soldiers, urging: "Move and move, don't you always boast that you are the best, don't you look down on those Are you Venetians, who of you remembers how Agile beat those Milanese, and outside Bruini and Rome, then we were not like this now, but we still beat them hard Why are you scared now? "
"That mountain is too steep!" Someone among the soldiers shouted.
"Are there any Agrig steep hills, and none of us can run around those mountains?" Carlo asked loudly.
"No one on the hills of Agri shoots and throws stones at us." Another wounded soldier inhaled with pain while arguing. "We can't get through to see how many people have died."
The words of that person made the soldiers stagnate. Although there were casualties in the previous battle, they were completely passively beaten like this. Even before they approached the enemy, they suffered heavy losses but never appeared. This made the Aggris involuntarily. An atmosphere of panic loomed.
Carlo gasped heavily. In fact, there was an unspeakable uneasiness in his heart. Those companions who hadn't had time to rob him made him confused or even afraid. Otherwise, he did not know if he had the courage to continue to attack.
"You are right," a voice came from the soldiers. When the soldiers turned away to see Alexander coming out of them, everyone looked at the sudden count unexpectedly. "If I say not afraid, it is Lies, everyone is afraid of me in it. "
Alexander said as he walked to the front of the line, he turned and looked at the Agris: "But you must know that your enemies will not show mercy to you because of your fear, and we all only brought 4 days of food, now It ’s already the third day. If we ca n’t capture this camp, it means that we may have to go back to Montina hungry, and that it ’s because the Venetians did n’t stop us halfway.

Alexander looked back at the hilltop camp nodded by the smoke that had not completely dispersed.
"Carlo is right, we have taught them in Oral, we have defeated the French in Bruigny, and we have defeated those invincible knights in the suburbs of Rome. If we are blocked here, it would be too shameful, And our enemies must hate you very much. When they hear your Agry accent, they will only want to retaliate against you. You should be very clear about this. After all, the Battle of Aural made them remember too much. But does n’t that mean they are afraid of you? Why do n’t you let them look at how terrible the Aggris are?
Alexander said that he walked over to the flag soldiers and grabbed the flag. It was not his coat of arms, but a flag embroidered with a long curved handle plow on the face. This was the flag of the soldiers of Agri.
"It ’s the only way to keep up with the Aggris, we ’ll be safe as long as we rush over there," Alexander looked at the soldiers. "And I assure you that those who follow me will not regret, because you can get the imagination Return. "
Talking to Alexander, he patted Carlo's shoulder next to him. With Carlo's fierce roar, the Agri, who appeared to be quiet and depressed because of frustration, seemed to be instantly refreshed.
Someone followed, and then others followed. The sturdy and stubborn character of the mountain people played a role at this moment. The soldiers started surging to regroup on the hillside. Some people walked faster and faster. They ran vigorously on the mountain road, and some simply climbed up the of the road regardless of the danger.
The team has long lost its formation, but the momentum like a surging tide has increased unabated.
"It will be at one more point."
Carlo looked at the corpse of his companion, who was still on the roadside, and told himself that he looked at Alexander next to him, and many soldiers had already passed them, and Paul Busako had already let the hunting guards Tighten Alexander in the middle.
"Sir, you can't follow the charge." Carlo said anxiously, he knew that the fate of himself or many people including him had been with Alexander Dalian, as long as there was Alexander one day, they could have a bright future. .
Without Alexander, they would not only be torn apart in an instant, they left the hometown and were destined to be unable to return to the Agri people who worked on the square days of farming, probably soon and the previous Kampa Like Ty, he was reduced to a group of mercenaries who gave their lives around.
"I will be watching you here," Alexander stopped and handed the flag to Carlo, then lowered his voice and said, "Be careful, I don't want my future leader of the Phalanx to lose his life on this hill. . "
Carlo's heart couldn't help but excitement, he had always worried that he would fall to the brink one day, and now listening to Alexander's words, Carlo felt that his previous worry was really just superfluous.
Are n’t you an Agri, or have you been against the messenger sent by the King of Naples when you were still in the farm, and then there was no one along the way, since then, then the lord How can an adult be without himself in future battles?
Carlo shouted. He waved the flag and squeezed forward from the crowd. After looking back, the Agrigans swarmed up the mountain road as the flag flicked.
Alexander stood still, and he looked at every Aggri who had rushed past him, and then immediately behind them was the Genoese who also rushed up.
Most of the faces passing by are strange, but there are also faces that seem familiar or even familiar. Those people often say hello to Alexander when they pass by. If they get a response, they will run excitedly and run faster. It seems to be showing off the familiarity with the lord and lord.
Some of these people are probably doomed to never see again, but Alexander does not regret his decision.
Any army has to undergo such one or more trials, sacrifices, fiascos, despair and recovery. These experiences are like a huge furnace constantly training this army.
Maybe some people will not stand the terrible test and choose to escape, and some will fall before the road has seen the dawn, but those soldiers who survived the adversity will become the precious seeds of this army. .
They will inherit the tenacity, bravery, courage, fear of strong enemies and the noble character that will stand up in the face of crisis in this army, and only such an army can be bigger and more cruel Play against strong enemies.
The Agri actually launched the offensive again in such a short time, which was obviously somewhat unexpected by the Venetians. The screams that could be heard faintly between the chaotic and disorderly gunshots made him stand beside Alexander Exhaling gently, he pondered:
"Sir, maybe you don't need the soldiers you sent to take the camp."
Alexander glanced at Ofrei and shook his head silently.
Just as he was about to speak, a loud noise suddenly came from the top of the mountain!
The whole hillside seemed to be shaking. Alexander felt that the ground beneath his feet jumped up first, and then came a bit of fierce shaking!
"No good, withdraw quickly!"
Alexander's shout was almost covered by the louder and louder voice. When the herald soldier next to him desperately started to sound the horn, the army that was about to reach the mountainside was already waiting for the retreating horn. Running down the mountain and retreating down!
"What's the matter ?!" Alfred looked up at the top of the mountain in surprise, and his face changed suddenly when he saw a large exploded gravel roll down the hillside.
"So I never put my hopes on the good wishes without foundation!" Alexander commanded the flag soldiers to wave his flags, and he retreated down the mountain to guide the army to the side of the mountain avoiding the large rocks. , While saying aloud to Aufrei, "Let ’s not put the victory on the possibility that the enemy will become stupid."
"I think I remember."
After whispering, Alfred rushed over in response to the panicked retreat. He couldn't stop looking in the crowd until he saw the forehead, arms and legs were crushed by the gravel that couldn't stop bleeding Carlo.
"God how are you ?!" Aufrei rushed and asked Carlo to worry.
"I'm okay, but this time we really lost a lot of people, Venetian!" Carlo turned back and shouted his fists at the mountain. "They seem to have exploded a rock. Fortunately, there is a below, otherwise We are all dead! "
"God, this is really terrible." Aufrei shook his head in exasperation. Although he knew that the actual purpose of this attack was to cover the sneak attack soldiers who climbed up from the side slope, he looked at the heavy casualties in front of him. It seemed that Orfrey could not help but touch the unspeakable confusion.
"I'm right," Carlo said, sitting down on the ground helplessly. "We were so proud before. Looking at the dead companions, they probably didn't think they would have died like this."
Aufrei nodded gaspingly, he stared blankly at the soldiers who walked blankly in the dust of the mountains. Among them were the Agri and the Genoese. At this time, many of them The dazed and helpless look was really the same as the one in Aural before.
The real army, at this time, Alexander was standing on a stone watching his army muttering to himself.
It is not very clear what a real army should look like in Alexandria, but he understands that all elite armies are fearless in sacrifice and can face brave defeats bravely.
It's just that his men can't do this now.
"It's all up to you, my Agri." Alexander looked to the other side of the hill.
At such a great price, Alexander is not sure what the real winning chips are doing.
With a hard breath, a soldier sideways caught the narrow stone gap with his toes, while pulling the corner of a protruding stone with both hands, and the two arms slammed up the protruding stone beam.
Because there was no more armor, the Aggri mountain man squatted down the of the stone beam dexterously. He carefully protruded his head outwards. When he saw the scene behind the stone beam, his throat could not help moving a little. move.
"How is it?" The leading soldier asked anxiously. The kid above was the most flexible among them, but the courage was a little bit small. He had shown cowardice before, and now he was silent, and the leading soldier was a little worried. "What did you see?"
"It's a Venetian," the soldier finally turned around and whispered with excitement to his companions in the back, "I saw their camp, there are a lot of carriages, and I saw the cannon."
"Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and let go." The captain grumbled dissatisfiedly. He and the soldier lie down behind the stone beam and carefully protruded his head. When he saw a slight down in front, it blocked the opposite After the camp on Shanliang Road, the captain's throat also tightened a bit. "God, this place is really big."
"There are a lot of them, and we are not enough to deal with so many Venetians," the young Agri have a dilemma. "Or maybe someone should come, and I will go ..."
"You can't go anywhere," the captain grabbed the young man who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity. "Listening to us not coming to fight with them, as the adults told us, we just need to create chaos in their camp, remember Was the adult's promise when he arrived? "
"Take the camp and get 5 points for all the loot here?" The young man's tongue was a little dry. He didn't know what the 5 point loot was, but looking at the fully loaded wagons below, he felt that it must be a The number of him crazy.
"Yes, think about it, lad, you are about to get rich soon. Where else do you want to go!" The captain reprimanded fiercely, then lay down on the stone beam and looked down. "Wait, according to the order of the adult, wait till night Then we will act again. "
"Why night?" The young man could not wait at this moment.
"Fool, there are so many Venetians in that camp that you can beat you into meat sauce with only one stick per person. Do you want to die?" The captain reprimanded, and then turned to sit comfortably against the sun. "Listen Let's wait here, and at night, remember the one the adult said, that ... "
"Trojan plan." An Agri man leaned over and whispered.
"Yes, Trojans, we are the Greeks in Trojans, and the Greeks took advantage of the night to capture the country called Troy."
After finishing the talk, the captain carried his saber, musket and other thick leather bags with other bits and pieces, and then closed his eyes.
"Take a break, we will be busy soon."
The sun was slowly setting, and the setting sun shrouded the west of the Chimone Mountains in a faint red, which covered the dead, making the blood stains on their bodies less visible, and making their corpses appear less grim.
Alexander stood silently in front of a row of soldiers lying on the ground. A Genoese was praying. He used to be a chore in the church. Now he has become a temporary priest, although according to the doctrine he is not qualified to serve these soldiers. Do the Atonement Mass, but after Alexander has chartered in the name of the lord, the Genoese can temporarily perform this duty.
"However, after that, we still have to ask a priest to give them the most mass, otherwise their souls will not be able to go to heaven." Carlo whispered to the standing Aufolai.
"I think adults will do this," Aufrei nodded. There was a lying stone in front of the soldiers. The new notch on it was his masterpiece. "This should be a memorable place."
"It is indeed a memorial. I have decided to build a monument here in the future."
While the Genoese were massing, Alexander greeted two people to follow him to the woods.
"Listen, I want you to tell me, if I were going to attack now, could the Agris follow my orders and pick up the weapon?" Alexander stared at Carlo's eyes.
Carlo ’s breathing was quick, and the previous defeats made him doubt whether the Agri could continue fighting ~ EbookFREE.me ~ He looked at the soldiers outside the woods, and after a while, Ka The hesitation on Luo's face slowly disappeared.
"Sir, the Agri will fight for you."
"That's good," Alexander took a deep breath. "Let's make another effort. This may be our last time, or the Venetian's last."
When the last afterglow disappeared under the undulating horizon in the distance, the Venetians found a bonfire on the hillside opposite the original enemy station.
They knew that the enemy was camping, which made the Venetians send out a variety of mockery and verbal abuse across the valley.
Then they began to eat their rich dinner in this sneer.
And as the night grew deeper, and only light and heavy winds sounded throughout the valley, as a flame ignited from the top of the mountain, the night of the Trojan Horse in Chimone Mountain suddenly came.
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