Vol 5 Chapter 42: "Lord of Zagreb" (Part 1)

The officers in Zagreb looked gloomy or stared at the army across the street.
In front of that army there was a man who rode alone and confronted them.
It may be a little difficult to use a crossbow at this distance, but if you use a bow and arrow, you can hit it. If you use a musket, even if you ca n’t make a single hit, you ca n’t escape if you shoot several or dozens of guns at the same time.
But although this idea has been in the minds of those officers for a long time, not only did no one dare to do so, they did not even dare to make this proposal.
Because that person was the Viscount of Hurva, heir to the Duke of Sighnaci in Zagreb.
It is not difficult to kill a heir to an exiled duke. Even the father of this person was murdered himself, but if most of the nobles are hijacked, it is a bit of a brain problem.
"Viscount, let your army go back!"
An officer shouted loudly, looking at the army opposite him, he had a headache. These are the mountain people who knew it was difficult to deal with at a glance. The dirt buns that were in their eyes now become a group of terrible hornets once they enter the city. Is flooding everywhere, and now they are approaching the Zagreb people along the streets and alleys, and these guys are obviously disobedient. Seeing their eagerness to try, maybe not waiting for the order of the Viscount Hilva, just Someone will rush up.
"I won't back down, this is my right," Viscount Hilva also responded loudly. He was actually very worried. The army opposite him that might rush at any time made his throat tight, but he knew that he should never show anything at this time. Be timid, otherwise the enemy will rush up like a wolf seizing the opportunity and tear open his throat.
Or, as the Earl of Montina told him before he left, if he was timid even if he could escape from the battlefield, then he would lose the chance to regain the crown of the Duke.
There was no doubt about the count ’s words, Viscount Hilva. He knew that Montina ’s army did not keep up with him, but only let the recruited Balkans follow him into Zagreb.
Obviously, the Montina people were watching him. If he backed off, they might actually throw them away and turn around. At that time, his ending would either be a fluke and continue to be in exile, or simply be in this. He died in a chaotic army in an unsuccessful riot.
Regardless of the result, he was completely over.
Viscount Hilva did not know that Alexander took the initiative to shut himself in the Alijoe monastery, so the Montina people could not really abandon him, but because it is not clear to this, the Viscount can only completely get rid of Came to the front.
"My father is the Duke of Sighnaci in Zagreb. Many of you know him, and some still work under his leadership. Now I am back to inherit my rights. What do you do?"
Helva screamed to the opposite side with exhaustion, watching the slight disturbance in the other party, and the Viscount burst into a sense of anticipation, and at the same time a ray of anticipation rose.
"I don't need you to oppose your lord, as long as you give me a way out, maybe tomorrow you will find that I have become your duke, and I will repay you by then."
Hurva ’s words made the Zagreb ranks even more turbulent, and the soldiers looked at each other and then looked at their officers.
"What are you doing?" An officer looked at the people next to him, and found that they looked at each other, and the officer who was raised after the Duke of Sighnaci was immediately pulled out his sword. "You believe that person, He was just a beggar who was kicked out. Look at the people around him. As long as we rush over, they will definitely be scared away, and then we can catch the traitor alive. "
"But that was the son of Duke of Sighnaci." Another officer reminded "he has the right ..."
"What right does he have ?!" The previous officer interrupted the other party's words. "He is an exiled criminal. Now he dares to come back. Do we have to be polite to him?"
"Do n’t forget that the nobles are still in the monastery," said another officer. "If he ordered the killing of all of them, Zagreb would be the only person qualified to inherit the title of Duke."
As soon as this was said, everyone could not help being silent.
They have never encountered such a thing, even those who were involved in the murder of the Duke of Sighnaci, never thought of killing everyone under the Duke, because if it might cause too much trouble Too.
But now the Viscount Hilva seemed to have no scruples about these, and the thought of the officers became difficult to think of when they thought of the nobles being kept in the monastery.
They do command the army, but because their background is not high, without the support of the big nobles, maybe the army will change in the next moment.
At this moment, a message from the rear made these people feel that they saw hope from the dilemma.
The dean of Alihoe Abbey is here.
Lord Dean was forced to walk out of the monastery with a spear. Although this is somewhat of a playful meaning, when the spear tip of the spear was pushed forward on the back, the dean was still here. There was a cold sweat in the cold early spring.
Also coming out with the dean and the dean was Cacho Jr.
When the dean was delivered to the officers, watching the officers respectfully kissed the dean ’s hand to congratulate the adult on fleeing the danger, Caucasus just looked coldly at the side until the eyes of those people fell. On him, and when it seemed as if he was about to start immediately, Cacio Jr. said, "I am under the orders of my lord to inform you that no one can stop Viscount Hurva from succeeding the Duke of Zagreb. The title is over. "
This sentence made those officers' hearts instantly ominous!
They looked at the monastery one by one, hoping to get some revelation from the respected dean, or simply to prove that the idea they could not believe was true or false.
The dean was silent for a while, but finally nodded helplessly.
The officers' faces suddenly became very ugly. The officer who had insisted on fighting before touched his waist and wanted to hold the hilt, but before his fingers touched the blade, a sharp sword prodded him. under.
"What are you going to do," the officer asked first, and then his eyes grew louder when he looked around at him, "What are you doing ?!"
"Sir dean, what should we do?" An officer asked a little hurriedly, the look on his face panicked and watched the abbey's eyes flashing with hope, "Are we going to fight the Viscount's army?"
The abbey ’s gaze flickered, and he seemed to say something, but he seemed to have some scruples, but when his eyes fell on the opposite rank of the Viscount Hilva, the dean exhaled gently: "Zagreb is a city with traditions, its Duke should be great and noble, but the Duke of Zagreb's throne has been empty for too long, and now its legal heir is there, is this not correct Is it God ’s arrangement? "
The officers' faces began to change. Although this answer was actually buried in the hearts of many people at the beginning, no one was willing to come up with it first.
The Duke of Sighnaci in Zagreb was murdered, but this is enough to make many people have all kinds of scruples about the return of Hurva.
Except for those who were exiled with Hilva, no one can say that he was completely innocent in the matter of the murder of the Duke, which is enough to make people worry about how Hilva will treat himself if he inherits the Duke .
So although there have been a lot of rumors about Viscount Hilva, but no one but his supporters, no one in Zagreb is willing to stand by his side.
But now a situation that nobody could think of appeared in front of them.
Those nobles, at least the great nobles, are all dead!
The officers looked at each other, and the intertwined eyes flashed a seemingly unclear meaning. The atmosphere around them became a little weird. Although it was winter, the breathing of several people was a little heavy because of the heat on their bodies.
"Sir dean, if we," an officer looked at his companion, lowered his voice slightly so that only a few people nearby could hear "what can we get if we are willing to obey the Viscount's orders?"
"Honor and reward from God," the monastery said, looking to the little Cacho, "and forgiveness and friendship from the Viscount."
The officers looked at each other, and then everyone's eyes fell on Cacho's face.
"Sir Dean's words are what my master meant," little Cacho smiled. "I can assure you that all the promises made to you today will be fulfilled, not because of Viscount Hurva, but my host Montina. The promise of Lord Earl. "
"Follow the orders, children," the dean sighed helplessly. "There have been too many things happening in Zagreb. The death of Duke Sighnaci has made the city punish by God. The Duke's The throne has been empty for too long, and it is time for someone to sit on it. "
Speaking of which, the Dean looked back slightly to the monastery not far away: "Also believe me, even if you refuse to surrender, it will be useless. I believe that someone should have made a choice earlier than you at this time. "
Alexander looked at the person on the opposite side, with a smile on his face.
This is a nobleman in Zagreb. Perhaps this man was not a big man before, but now he is the highest among the nobles living in this monastery.
"Announce the acceptance of the Viscount as the Duke of Zagreb, which can preserve your status and dignity," Alexander said simply. At this time, no excuses or persuasion are needed. Those already stiff bodies and dried blood stains The most convincing proof "support or oppose, this determines your destiny."
The person opposite licked his tongue slightly, and Alexander put a lot of pressure on him, but the person was a little hesitant.
"Will the Viscount trouble us with his father's affairs? I mean will he retaliate against others?"
"There are enough people dead today," Alexander took a breath, and the smell of blood and gunpowder mixed in the air smelled bad. "Trust me, the Viscount needs the crown of the Duke of Zagreb, not simple Revenge, but if you ca n’t satisfy him, maybe revenge will become his sole purpose. "
The noble's face changed, he knew that Alexander was threatening him, but this threat was obviously very useful.
"Our army can block them, and there is the castle on the right bank. Now they should have known," the nobleman murmured, and then his expression slowly calmed down. He looked at Alexander with a slightly playful smile. Perhaps we should not make a choice too early. "
Alexander slightly tilted his head and looked at the person in front of him. He admitted that this person was actually good, or that even with the power of Viscount Hilva, even if he could launch this attack like a sneak attack, he would end up because he did not have Enough troops have to face a dilemma.
Thinking of this, Alexander slightly straightened his eyes and looked at the nobleman opposite.
"I think I can introduce myself again," Alexander also smiled at each other. "I am Lord Agri, Count of Montina, father of the Duchess of Pisa, Estes, Alexander Juliant. Gumbre, my daughter is the only grandson of His Majesty Pope Alexandria, and my fiancee is the third daughter of Cardinal Genoa Rovere, Valenti de la Rovere. "
"Boom"!
Alexander's voice was still echoing, and the man opposite him had stood up! The chair that was knocked over too hard made a loud noise, but the man had completely ignored it.
Under the light, you can see that the muscles on that noble's face are trembling slightly, and the squinting eyes when they are opened because of the stimulation are like two eyelids biting each other.
"What do you tell me?" The nobleman finally couldn't help asking with a heavy voice.
"I am just helping you make a choice, and I can assure you that it must be the best choice."
The nobleman sat back in another chair, and he pulled the chair forward to bring him closer.
"Tell me how to make me believe in you," Speaking of this, it seemed that I didn't want to anger Alexander and then said, "I'm not doubting your identity count, but I want to know how can you guarantee that all you say Achievable, you are now trapped in this monastery. "
"Then why do you think the dean would do as I said," Alexander stood up and walked out. "Come and let me show you the evidence."
Alexander walked slowly in front. When he stepped on the tower inside the monastery wall, he looked at the siege army which was obviously much smaller than before. His eyes did not turn to the army of the Viscount Herva and Zagreb in the distance. The direction of the confrontation is to look back at the castle on the right bank that is faintly visible in the distance.
The castle on the right bank got its name because a river named Tironi flowed through the city and divided Zagreb in two, while Alijoe and the castles on the right bank were built on both sides of the river.
"You are here now," Alexander looked at the nobleman. "So who do you think is still in Alijoe Castle?"
Alexander ’s words made the noble not know what to look at, but the face first showed an accident, and then he seemed to suddenly think of something. He leaned forward and even shouted out the danger of being accidentally killed by the outside army. : "Go to the castle! Someone will attack the castle!"
The shouting cry shook the following army ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The Zagreb people looked up and looked up. Someone raised the crossbow but was immediately stopped by the person who recognized the nobleman next to him.
At the same time, the man's shout also reminded the people below, and immediately a small group of soldiers ran to the direction of Alijoe Castle under the leadership of an officer.
"The result will be known soon."
Alexander looked at the soldiers who disappeared on the street in the distance and smiled. He had been waiting for this moment since he decided to take people directly into Zagreb.
Why did the Viscount of Helva only lead the Balkans?
Alexander believed that the Zagreb people who confronted the Viscount should not have made up their minds at this time, but this was no longer important, and he decided to help these people make choices.
"Believe what I said to you now," Alexander said to the noble with a very sincere tone. "In the future you will be grateful for everything I have done for you."
As his voice fell, the direction of Alijoe Castle suddenly shot loudly in the distance!