Vol 6 Chapter 44: Break the door

Normezi was staring closely at the direction of the distant intersection, and he was a little uneasy in his heart. Years of experience in war told him that this was not normal.
They kept the only intersection, and the Montina were already blocked by them. This should have been the best result. As long as this stalemate continues, the situation is favorable for him, because of the situation in Naples. It ’s complicated now, and Gumbre is like the Modillo ’s family in Naples. He ca n’t throw away so many really important things. It ’s only here that he besieges the monastery, which obviously ca n’t be captured in one time. Mezi believes that things will definitely change.
But now the movement of Montina ’s army makes Normezi feel very strange. They seem to be attacking the monastery blindly and meaninglessly, although they only try to bombard the stone walls of the monastery with artillery from time to time. What's the point of shelling in difficult times?
Behind the weird behavior often has a real purpose of trying to cover up, Normezi believes this, his uneasiness becomes more and more heavy, it seems that something bad is about to happen.
"Who are the men of the Montina army?" Normezi suddenly asked the people around him.
"I heard that Count Montina himself has come."
Hearing the answer of his men, Normezi's brows became tighter, and so far, due to the terrain, the Montina army has barely had time to approach the monastery wall, so he did not see the full picture of those troops, but it is said The guards around the earl all wore a very strange red military uniform with exquisite workmanship. The military uniform was said to be too fancy, so that his guard was also nicknamed the "flower boy".
But Normezi didn't see the flower girls. He only saw a group of barbaric guys, who were yelling and firing at the monastery.
Something must have happened. Although he has not yet noticed the enemy ’s intentions, Normezi has been able to affirm what conspiracy the enemy is brewing. His anxiety has made him feel dangerous, so he ordered his men to stare at the enemy opposite. To patrol the rest of the monastery.
If the Montina army might attack from other places, where should it be? Normezi hurried along the corridor of the monastery. When he came to the tower where the corner was blown up, Normezi looked at the roof where the hole was exposed, and the restlessness in his heart became stronger.
He believed he had found something, so he quickly walked towards the wreckage, struggling to walk through the gravel, and Normezi lay on the wall and looked out carefully.
He knew that the Montina could bomb this corner again at any time, and this was the only place they could directly threaten, so Normezi was very cautious, he didn't want to be killed by a single shot.
"What are you looking at, Earl?" The voice of the Aragonese came from behind. Normezi turned his head to see the Aragonese watching him with strange eyes. Instinctively, he felt that the other party seemed to be deliberately suppressed. 'S killing opportunity, but this did not attract him much attention, this is on the battlefield after all.

I ’m worried that the Montina might sneak up,
Normezi said, intending to continue to look outside.
That ’s not right. Those Montinas should n’t be so stupid. They now look completely safe and do n’t really want to attack. Like a monastery. "
The Aragonese breathed a sigh of relief. When he saw Normezi lying on the gap, he thought that his conspiracy to assassinate the queen had been found at least to cause suspicion. Think about the jacket that he threw out of the window. He couldn't help secretly thanking God for his good luck.
"You don't seem to have much confidence in what you said before, are you starting to worry about the Montina people finding other paths now?"
The Aragonese deliberately said in a slightly provocative tone, seeing that Normezi was really abandoned because of these words and continued to look outside. The Aragonese breathed a sigh of relief. He believed that as long as he delayed for a while, his coat should be He would be blown to a place where no one could find, so even if Normezi later suspected that he had assassinated the queen, he would be helpless because there was no evidence, and he did not only eliminate a annexation of Naples for his king. Obstacles are forcing Normezi to have no escape route at all.
"Listening to me, I don't want to argue with you about this kind of thing, but you may be so mixed in the court, but I can live on the battlefield by luck instead of being cautious." Normezi said, turning around Ready to continue to look at the gap, and the Aragonese no longer intend to stop him, but just when he stepped on a gravel, a sharp roar of air ripped through the gap.
The cannonball almost flew past the edge of the gap, and the scorching waves were coming, and Normezi slammed on the sharp gravel without thinking.
The Aragonese were also terrified. He instinctively squatted down and watched the dark shadow fly from the gap to the below. At one time the two people looked at each other and looked at each other in amazement.
"Count, I think you are still far away from that place, but it is better to send someone to stay here. It seems that you have found where the Montina people are going to come in." The Aragonese stepped back two steps, facing each other Normezi, who was scratched by the corners of the gravel, said, "Let ’s leave first. If we lose our lives here, it ’s worthless."
"You are right, let's leave here first, I will let people guard this place."
Normezi also nodded in agreement. He didn't want to die so inexplicably behind the high wall that was supposed to make him feel safe. The two immediately walked away, leaving only one spot exposed. The holes in the sky allow sunlight to project from the outside and shine in the slightly darkened monastery corridor.
Cher walked quietly along the corridor, holding a musket and a hatchet commonly used by the Balkans in his hand. Although the Balkans had already distributed short swords, most of them still preferred to use their hometown weapons.
The two figures flashed through the aisle, and Sher raised his hand axe. When the two men had just appeared, he and his companions had rushed past. The hand axe crossed a black light in the air, before the other party could not scream. Slashed their neck.
The two were cut to the ground immediately, but when they saw their costumes, some stunned Shel heard the companions whispered.
"God, we killed two monks!"
A chaotic Shel at the same heart looked at his companion, his hand axe was still dripping blood, and after licking his lips hard, he shook his head: "We can't help it. The monks here are all from Normezi. People, they will report. "
"But we killed the monk, God will punish us," another Balkan said uneasy. "Maybe we should go back, this trip is unlucky."
"Shut up, if you want to ask for forgiveness you can go back to the archbishop, I heard he is going to be a cardinal," Xieer murmured, Xiele said after biting his teeth and fell into the pool of blood. The monks stepped forward. "But why do we ask them to ask for forgiveness, don't forget that we are Orthodox, let the priests go to hell."
The Balkans seemed to be more comfortable with Schell ’s words, and they became irritated with excitement. When they quietly walked down the stairs to a corridor near the main entrance of the monastery, they looked at the rebels outside, Schell Licking the corner of the mouth again: "We have to find a way to open the door, but this may not be easy."
"Maybe we have another way." The Balkan who had committed the crime of killing a monk before him suddenly pointed to a large house guarded by two guards a little further away. The door of the house was open. Vaguely saw the wooden barrels stacked inside.
Sher narrowed her eyes and looked at the big house carefully, then turned to nod to the companion and said, "If God is going to sentence us to for our crimes, I believe you must be in front of me."
When Normezi and the Aragonese returned to the window near the gate again, they saw that the Montina were dragging several wounded soldiers back, and a few corpses were thrown a little further ahead, but the most What's important is that an eagle that had no gun mount was crookedly abandoned there.
Obviously the Montina tried to risk bombarding the gate of the monastery from the front, but they not only lost many soldiers, but even lost one of the only two artillery pieces.
"Adults, we may be able to take the artillery back at night," one of the men said excitedly, "or at least destroy it, so that these barbarians will be very angry."
Normezi seems to have been persuaded. Seizing or completely destroying an enemy ’s artillery is indeed a great victory. It is very useful for encouraging morale and fighting against the enemy, but he still calmly shakes his head slightly: "Do n’t worry, Mongolia The Tina people have suffered a lot, and they must be waiting for revenge. "
"Then let them see how powerful we are!" Someone shouted loudly again, and this immediately caused a burst of approval.
"Count, I have to admit, it's not so difficult for you to keep the monastery." The Aragonese took the opportunity to look at Normezi, who was proud of his face, his eyes flickered, wondering when people would find out that the queen was killed, maybe It was then that the arrogant count would realize that he now had no other way out than to obediently serve King Ferdinand.
Normezi showed a slightly reserved smile, and he would love to see the Aragonese respectfully respect him, especially after the unreasonable collision with himself before him, he felt that he should let this person know who Is the owner here.
Aufrei looked at the gunner lying on the ground, unable to catch his breath, patted his shoulder a little guilty, the lead shot shattered the gunner ’s right shoulder bone, and it looked like he was hanging down With the arm of consciousness, Orfloe knew that the Balkans were over.
Although the Earl was very kind to his opponents and even took care of the wounded soldiers, this did not mean that it would take care of the useless people who had been disabled.
Now that the gunner's trap has obviously lost its value, Aufrei feels that he may return to the Balkan Mountains after receiving a pension and continue to be a good home for him as a farmer.
There was another loud cheer from the direction of the monastery. Obviously, the rebels were heartened by the victories they had won, and sometimes they could hear one or two shots that were purely for provocation and indulgence.
"What about Master Captain now?"
A Balkan man held a short axe in his hand. The Balkans didn't care much about life or death, or years of poverty made them think their lives were much lighter. For them, the artillery's current experience is nothing but the future of all of them. fate.
"We still have a gun, but who of you will use this stuff?"
The words of O'Freil made the Balkans look around. It was clear to them that the artillery was a little too complicated and even terrible. Now asking them to fiddle with this monster made the Balkans a little overwhelmed.
"Master Captain, I'm fine," the gunner struggled to get up but collapsed to the ground. "I can teach them how to use it, but please, Master Captain, don't drive me away. I'm fine."
"Prove it to me," Aufrei patted the gunner's other intact arm. "I heard them all. I don't need your accuracy. But you must make the people in the monastery feel threatened. "
After talking, Ofre looked up to the monastery on the top of the mountain, and at the same time anxiously wondered what had happened.
Regardless of success or failure, should n’t it be a bit dynamic, but what is going on now, why is there no news in the monastery?
Alexander was also waiting. He also felt anxious, but he could only suppress the worries in his heart, but he could be sure that they should not have been discovered, because you can see several rebel soldiers standing on the roof toward The Balkans below yelled that if Schell had exposed them, they would not have been so calm.
So what are they doing?
Normezi walked toward the queen ’s room. The strange behavior of the Montina still made him feel uneasy. This is a very strange feeling that has been tempered by years of experience on the battlefield. It is precisely because of this It is predicted that he has escaped the threat of death several times.
So now he can be sure what conspiracy Gombré is planning, and all this should be related to the queen.
The queen ’s room was in a deep corner of the monastery. In order not to disturb, Normezi once wanted to send two guards to guard the passage, but the queen refused because it would make her feel like she was imprisoned again. Woke up.
Normezi walked outside and knocked on the door, but didn't get a response.
So he slightly increased his strength again and knocked, but the room remained quiet.
Normezi was sure that if the queen left, someone should report it to him, but now the queen should obviously still be in the room, but there was no response.
Somehow Normezzi felt a strong unease in his heart.
A figure flashed in front of him somehow, which made him unable to pay attention to the queen's reprimand for his rudeness, reaching out and pushing the closed door.
No one was empty in the room, Normezi frowned slightly, and when he was about to leave the room, he stopped suddenly and sniffed slightly.
A smell, which was not strong but still smelt, drifted into Normezi's nose. He smelled it again, and then determined that it was indeed the smell of blood.
Normezi's heart whipped up. He didn't care about the queen's life and death, but he could never allow the queen to have an accident with himself.
The Aragonese figure flashed through Normezi again, but this time it was more angry.
He lowered his head and looked at the ground. When he saw a tapestry that should obviously not be laid in the middle of the ground to make a rug, he walked over and opened it.
With a thick smell, a pool of already viscous blood stains appeared in front of Normezi. He twisted the blood stains with his fingers. With the sticky touch, he couldn't help but think of it when he saw the Aragonese not long ago. The smell from him.
Normezi was already sure that the queen was in trouble. He stood up and looked around. When he saw the half-covered curtain, he walked over and slowly raised the bed.
The queen's bloodless face appeared in front of Normezi, looking at the wide eyes that turned to the top of the head, Normezi slowly drew a cross on her chest.
"Damn Aragonese." Normezi cursed, and he could guess the reason why the Aragonese killed the queen, but this would only cause trouble for him, and he even began to suspect that at that time, the Gombray was Such a plan, if it is so, then he is really passive.
When Normezi ran out of the room angrily to get the Aragonese to settle the accounts, a panic and anxious cry suddenly came from the monastery.
At the same time, with the hot flames suddenly rising from the corridor window not far away, a scorched breath with a strong alcoholic smell came.
At the same time, Normezi heard a cry that made him instantly cold: "The granary! The granary is on fire!"
Normezi jumped almost directly from the staircase. His obese body broke a staircase handrail that was not explained. Then the whole person rolled and hit the stairs. When he climbed up from the ground, look There was a flaming tongue spitting out from the window of the granary, and a hot wall of fire rising up with a barrel of wine that was lit on the ground.
"What's the matter, quickly save the fire!" Normezi rushed to the granary like crazy. All his hopes were in the granary. It was precisely because he had prepared enough food that he dared to openly rebelliously. The Gong people will only come out of the monastery when they come, which may take weeks, months, or even longer, and the key to all this is that he has food.
But now the granary was burned, and Normezi rushed up with a desperate cry.
Someone hugged Normezi who was about to rush forward, and at this time the blazing flames had quickly spread out from the granary, and the flames that flashed the heat wave could never be seen. combustion.
And from the point of view of the degree of burning, the fire spread as soon as it got up, and then smelled the strong wine in the air. Normezi immediately realized that the fire was deliberately set on fire.
"There are spies! Find them out!" Normezi shouted and looked around, then he looked desperately at the granary quickly swallowed by the flames. "It's over, it's all over, God is punishing me."
A shout suddenly came from not far away, and Normezi just turned around and saw a man holding a musket at one of his men. As the gunshot sounded, his men fell to the ground.
"spy!"
Normezi shouted and pulled out his sword and rushed towards the men, while some of his men also rushed to the rooms where the men retreated.
"Kill them, I want to watch their heads hang on the door of the monastery!" Normezi's eyes were already red, he was almost desperate at this time, and the flames of burning food seemed to be burning his body at this moment. He just wanted to kill the culprits that ruined him all.
Others tried to extinguish the flames, but the granary that had been full of barrels of wine before spewed out like a large furnace with hot waves, and the rising flames were already licking to the wooden roof of the monastery.
Normezi rushed into the corridor, but the rooms on both sides of the corridor sounded gunshots at the same time. The intersecting shots blocked the corridor at once. When the first few rebel soldiers just fell to the ground, with Roaring, a few shaking figures were already holding the narrow entrance of the corridor with waving bright flashes of light.
"Rush in and kill them!"
Normezi was completely desperate at this time ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The grain was burnt, and all his hopes had been burned to ashes with the flame.
The people of Normezi rushed towards the entrance of the corridor alone, but they were stopped by the sharp axe and saber in the hands of the Balkans. It was impossible for a time to break through the entrance guarded by only a dozen people.
"Bring the wine barrels," Normezi said suddenly. "Since they burned my food, I will send them to God in the same way."
Immediately, someone brought a large barrel of wine, and watching the wine flow out, Normezi took the burning torch from the person next to him.
"Pray for yourself." Normezi said fiercely.
Normezi's voice just fell, and there was a loud noise, and the door of the monastery was blasted into a big hole.
In the smoke, the Balkan figure appeared again in front of the rebels with the light of the waving short axe.