Vol 4 Chapter 102: The Battle of Livorno says

Another group of infantry appeared at the edge of the woods, Carlo took a breath, and he looked back with some concern.
From Alexander's support to the present, the Kuaio people have gathered in the south of Livorno. The most notable of them is the hunting guard led by Alexander himself.
The Montina army knew that the hunting guards never left the count, and now seeing the hunting guards appear, this obviously means that the count has reached the south side of the front.
But this was not the reason that disturbed Carlo. What worried him was that he suddenly felt that the number of enemies facing him was not only increasing, but with the advent of the heavy infantry, obviously more and more enemies were gathering in their direction. Come.
Carlo looked back again, and because of the support, his team had seized the opportunity and gradually retreated to a place not far in front of the fortified chest wall. Because of this, he could insist on keeping the team that is significantly less than the opponent to hold the formation. .
Coccaro knew that this was not the way, if he continued this way, his people would collapse sooner or later.
The heavy infantry that used to attack was repelled by the hunting guard who appeared suddenly. Now they are resting at the edge of the wood not far from the Carlo team. As new teams join, you can see those heavy infantry from afar. Are preparing to try to attack again.
Carlo was worried and looked back. He wanted to find the shadow of the count, but he couldn't see where Alexander was except the walking guards behind the chest wall.
Noisy and dull footsteps came from far away, and Carlo immediately turned to look forward. With the thin smoke, a cluster of swaying figures came towards them, and the shining cold light of the weapon exuded from the smoke and scattered. Suffocating murderous.
"Come again." Carol whispered in his mouth. He raised his right hand and felt a bit heavy. Although he knew that this was caused by a long sword swing, he tried to move himself as much as possible.
"Array, array you fools!"
Carlo struggled loudly, but his voice sounded vague because of the injury to his chin.
It ’s been a long time since he ’s been such a curse to him, these people are veterans who came out of the mountains of Agri with him. Their other soldiers in the Alexandria army are more aware of what to do, but now they are exhausted. Already shaken.
An Agri Musketeer poked the short halberd as a musket stand on the ground, then strenuously put a huge heavy musket on the short halberd branch and stared at the opposite side.
"Captain, how much will our family get if we die?" The musketeer gasped and asked Carlo not far away.
"I do not know."
Carol said vaguely in his mouth that he wiped his lower lip and felt a burning pain. He knew that he should be broken. Even if the jaw bone connected to the gums was not broken, the injury on his face would definitely leave an ugly look. scar.
But this is no more, Carlo thinks this is probably his last battle.
"At least enough to feed the family," Carlo said after thinking that he should not let his companions down. "At least we know that Lord Lord is not stingy."
"That's all right." The Musketeer exhaled and pointed the gun at the Pope's army that had passed through the large corpses left by the previous confrontation. "I think I can continue to fight these Pope's troops!" "
The terrible spear rushed to the eyes again, and the musketeer pulled the gun before seeing this last scene.
"boom!"
A very violent gunfire came from a distance, even though there was a distance, but Aufrei could still feel the terrible killing infiltrated by this intense gunfire.
He jumped onto the chest wall at once, and looked across the open like Machiavelli before. When he saw that several flags were moving slowly, but did not completely leave the place, he walked back and forth on the chest wall in annoyance. .
"Aren't you going to help the count?" Machiavelli looked up under the wall and looked at the impetuous Aufrei. "At this time, the pope should have thrown half of its troops to the south."
"It's not time yet," Aufrei glanced angrily at Machiavelli and saw the Florentine's indifferent look of shrugging. He suppressed the urge to make the nasty guy hang up. "You think When will the Pope mobilize the other half of the army? "
"How can I know this," Machiavelli said, spreading his hands innocently, "Maybe their general is very cautious, or a person with pure ambitions, this battle was originally an accident, maybe he did not want to lose him in vain. People, after all, Caesar is in your hands now, and even if they win, they will not get any benefit, so they may just want to force the count to ask for a truce, so that they can get enough compensation, after all, they are doomed not to think What benefit will you get from the Pope. "
"You inferred so well, thank you!" Aufrei snorted in exasperation, although he knew that his temper should not be thrown on Machiavelli, and the Florentines were indeed right, because of Only then did Alfred find it unbearable.
After all, this is not the result he wants to see.
Suddenly a hunting guard ran, and he ran breathlessly in front of Aufrei, shouting loudly: "The master asked you to take Caesar to the position, so that the popes could see him."
"What?" Aufrei was a little puzzled, but he left without hesitation and carried out the order. When he saw several soldiers lying on the bed, Caesar came from far away in the continuation of Cadron. At that time, Ofrei seemed to figure out what looked like Machiavelli.
"Don't look at me, although I guessed what was going on, it seemed a bit excessive to do so."
The Florentine said that Caesar couldn't stop shaking his head when he looked at him from afar. He felt that the count's approach was really unscrupulous. After all, few noblemen would do this.
Caesar was put on a warhorse, and after he struggled hard but had to obey due to chest pain, he was put on horseback by several Montina soldiers and forced to drive south along the chest wall.
"People of the Pope will see it, they will recognize Caesar." Aufrei whispered to himself, he actually did not know who this was talking to, as he gradually followed the look of Machia When Fore's eyes looked across, there was a moment of excitement in his face.
The Pope ’s army apparently noticed Caesar ’s whereabouts. Their cavalry, who had been patrolling on the open side of their own, first crossed a few of the two midlines. When they could no longer rush over to save Caesar, some of the cavalry turned around , Apparently went back to report, while others moved in involuntarily and far south parallel to Montina ’s labor on the open ground.
"They will all gather in the south wing."
Machiavelli's voice was a little trembling, and he looked at the Orphei who also looked at him, and both of them saw an excited and worried look in the other's eyes.
"Maybe we can attack early."
Ofolay breathed to make some congested chests more comfortable, but it was obviously useless, he felt more difficult to breathe because of tension.
"If you attack too early, the Pope will show that we actually want to attract them to the south and attack their flanks," Machiavelli looked at O'Freil. "What do you do, follow the earl's order or save count?"
Ofrei pressed his hands tightly against the chest wall. This decision was too painful for him. In fact, after officially becoming Alexander ’s army commander, he never had a time when he made a decision by himself.
Every time he only needed to communicate and give orders in accordance with the count ’s intentions, and when he needed to make his own decision, Aufrei realized how difficult it was.
What would it do if it was an earl?
The idea was just thrown aside from Aurei's mind.
He knew that since he was not Alexander, even knowing what kind of decision was made by the Alexander Conference would not help him make up his mind.
How to do? !
The sound of fighting from the south seemed to be a little lower, but at this time Aufrei saw that the flag of the detachment of the Pope Army that they had been paying attention to was suddenly moved across the open field!
"They are moving!"
The same strange Machiavelli whispered in excitement that the Florentine's breath also became quicker, although only as a staff, Machiavelli seemed to really understand the generals on the battlefield by this time. How difficult it is to make a decision.
He noticed that Aufrei's hand was slightly raised, and the trumpeter standing on the side who had been waiting immediately raised the trombone, his lips slightly bulging, ready to blow the horn at any time.
Machiavelli's hands were clenched tightly, and the corners of his mouth quivered, not knowing if he was nervous for Orpheus or himself.
With a snorting noise, Aufrei slowly lowered his hand, but seemed to drop slowly.
O'Leary finally did not issue an attack command.
All elements of the Pope were moving. Even though they knew that there was still a Montina army across the open, the fighting was like an invisible magnet attracting them involuntarily toward the south.
First team, then second team, third team.
When Caesar was escorted to the position by the Montina, and it seemed that news was going there, even the pope army opposite the stubborn surveillance finally moved.
If Caesar can be rescued, then they can be forgiven for the loss of their former coach, and even if there is still a chance to regain the Pope ’s reward for defeating the Montina army, Alexander VI is still very generous to them.
This idea made the pope army mercenary officers' minds alive, and some people even became busy because they worried that other companions might first save Caesar.
It was in this slightly impatience that the Pope's army began to move, and once they moved closer to the south wing, they gradually became difficult to get rid of like a school of fish caught in a vortex.
Carlo had already retreated to the back of the chest wall, looking at the corpse on the open ground in front of him, he was in a trance.
Those are the fellows who came out with him from Agri, and they are also the bravest soldiers of Alexander. Although the casualties were heavy, the tenacious Agri resisted many more enemies than them, which even made the opposite The Pope Army was surprised and unbelievable.
The mercenaries did not understand how these southern mountain people were so stubborn. They were as unreasonable as the Swiss lunatics from the Alps.
The stubbornness of the same mountain people actually made these Agry lunatics retreat backwards after paying heavy casualties, instead of fleeing the fatalities that should have appeared, and they regrouped immediately after they retreated behind the chest wall. And, with the help of their companions, these Montina troops immediately relied on the chest wall and a few trenches, and launched a head-on counterattack against the Pope's army trying to take advantage of the opportunity.
Carlo held a crossbow in his hand. He had n’t used it for some time. The unfamiliar feeling made him quickly and skillfully install the crossbow. After standing firmly and aiming at the target, Carlo did n’t even need to guess to know the opposite. That guy can't escape.
It was at this time that Caesar was escorted to Alexander, and he was about to speak, just to see that the mercenary in front seemed to scream and fell to the ground.
Caesar hesitated looking at the shadow, then sighed a little pity.
"Why, do you know that person?" Alexander also saw the mercenary shot by Carlo. From the man's clothing, he could see that he should be an officer.
"I know his wife, a very coquettish woman." Caesar carefully dismounted the horse with the help of Cardron, and then endured the pain in the chest. He leaned on the back and looked at Alexander. "Tell me what you want to do, still think Will this threaten my army? "Saying that, Caesar looked out of the chest wall, and when he saw another group of soldiers pouring into the chest wall, he smiled." Whether it's a conspiracy played by Jeffrey, I have to say that these armies did not disappoint me. If you do n’t want to continue this loss and immediately order your men to cease the war, do n’t forget that there are more troops than you. "
"That's exactly what I wanted to say," Alexander glanced towards the north wing of Livorno. "My people did not disappoint me."
With that said, Alexander no longer ignored Caesar and looked at the enemy who had rushed to the chest wall not far away. He took the musket from a hunting guard and with a cry of "Follow me!", Alexander took his The hunting guards entered the battle.
The spear was poking, the short halberd was waving, and a wide sword with a shank suddenly thrust out from behind the shield.
The two sides hacked each other across the chest wall. When they saw Alexander's figure suddenly appear among them, the Aggris roared with excitement, and the addition of the hunting guards instantly stabilized the impending collapse.
Alexander waved his sword a few times, but he didn't cut down the enemy. Whenever he tried to rush towards an enemy, Paul Busako and the few guards who followed him would use firearms to bombard one. Round, and then waved the saber to the stolen fish under the dense shooting.
Montina's army seemed to have played a role at this moment because of the unearthed fortifications.
The soldiers hid behind the trenches and the chest wall. With these fortifications, which were not strong, but played an important role at this time, they stubbornly resisted the enemy.
When seeing Alexander rushing up with his hunting guard, Carlo began to curse violently towards the soldiers under his control.
He almost drove all the soldiers standing behind him even kicking and kicking, and even those Agry veterans were mercilessly scolded by him as "waste" "coward" "maggots of cartilage".
"Rush up and see that without them there are more people than us but they can't get through. We have oo people, only half of them, rushing up!"
Carlo ’s shouts caught people ’s attention on the ground. When he shouted,
We are only half less than them,
the Agris made a mocking response, which also affected Other soldiers who were frightened by the number of popes.
"We are only half less than them! Half less!"
More and more high-pitched roar sounded one after another in front of the chest wall. In this shout, the Montina people actually started a counterattack!
Caesar looked at the scene in front of him in amazement. He didn't understand how such a thing might happen. The Montina actually took the initiative to attack when the number was significantly smaller than the opponent.
The Montina soldiers not only rushed back to the chest wall to confront the enemy on the other side, but some of them were too impulsive and even tried to cross the wall to meet the Pope's short soldiers.
Although they did so immediately and paid a heavy price for their impulse, the front was almost shaken and stabilized.
Caesar looked puzzled. He didn't understand what Alexander was going to do. It was impossible to win him.
Thinking of Caesar turning his head suddenly, his eyes were fixed on the north side of Livorno.
At the same time, Alexander looked at the north while the enemy was slightly repelled.
The Pope army unexpectedly moved much faster than before, and this time, looking far at the neat formation and dense spear forest, Carlo's heart sank.
He knew that this should be a new team, looking at the other two flags vaguely familiar and closely followed, he couldn't help but get nervous.
All the detachments of the Pope Army were finally dispatched!
Caesar also saw the flags in the back. He knew better than Caesar what these flags appeared in the south wing.
There was a sudden rise of hope in his heart, even though he had vaguely guessed the purpose of Alexander, but he knew that as long as he defeated Carlo in front of the attack of Alexander's north wing, it would mean that the victory still belongs to him.
Seeing Alexander who was retreating behind the front under the protection of several hunting guards, Caesar immediately strode past the obstruction of the soldiers monitoring him.
"Surrender Gombray, you have no chance," Caesar said loudly. "Your people are too late to save you. Don't forget that all my troops have missed you, I have 3ooo people!"
"And I only have less ooo than you." Alexander replied lightly.
At this moment, they all heard the rumbling footsteps from the pope's attack.
A Pope cavalry rushed forward, and he saw a Montina infantry who seemed to be left alone.
The Montina soldier looked bulging on his body, and should carry a lot of things.
According to the habits of mercenaries, many people are more willing to take all their belongings with them, because it is not insured whether they are stored in other people or hidden in places, and mercenaries have more days today and tomorrow. Willing to bring your own property with you, so that you can enjoy the flowers anytime, anywhere.
There are obviously many good things in that Montina.
The cavalry was tempted, and he felt he was about to make a fortune, so he immediately urged the horse to catch up.
A simple spear in his hand caused a whizz in the air, and the cavalry believed that it was just enough to scare the hapless man in front and let him obediently hand over the property.
Getting closer and closer, as the cavalry was about to throw a spear at the Montina soldier, he now stopped when the Montina who had just run up the ridge.
Was it terrified?
After a moment of hesitation, the cavalry took the spear thrown away. At this moment, he heard the rumbling noise coming from the ridge.
Experience told him that a large number of cavalry troops rushed from behind the ridge, and then the cavalry saw a whirlwind appear on the top of the ridge and swept toward him.
Before the cavalry could see his opponent, the muzzle struck the left eye with a headshot, and the cavalry immediately fell.
The horseshoe knocked the ground to raise smoke, and ran past the cavalry who had swallowed with blood on his face, and then more infantry.
Their goal is the right wing exposed by the pope army because it can't keep moving south!
Aurelly took a deep breath again. When he decided to wait for the moment, he felt that he seemed to understand something, but this fleeting flash of light made him difficult to grasp.
So even when he finally gave the order to attack the Pope, he still felt awkward in his heart, not knowing what the consequences of his decision would be.
The fierce fighting in the distance made Aufrei extremely worried. He knew that he would definitely meet the Pope Army who was still monitoring his direction, but as the Earl judged when he decided to use himself and Caesar as bait, the Pope The army will be attracted to the vortex unconsciously.
Then, the enemies he faces will be unconsciously exposed to their weaknesses by being led to the south wing.
Ofrei believes in the count ’s judgment, and it is precisely because of this that he finally made up his mind when he needed to make a decision.
Bohemian light cavalry is terrible. There is even a legend that when they wield a saber to cut off the enemy's head, there will be a smile on the enemy's face.
Ofrei does n’t know if these legends are true or not ~ EbookFREE.me ~ But when he saw the Bohemian cavalry rushing to the front, it was too late to pass a group like a crazy whirlwind When the responding Pope Infantry flanked, the repressed Aufrei finally let out an uncontrollable cry!
o On the afternoon of May 26, when the sky was dark, after an afternoon of fierce fighting, the north wing of the Montina army attacked the right wing of the pope.
"For a long time, we have always believed that noble identities and vile behaviors cannot always coexist with each other, but today I saw a completely different result. A nobleman did not hesitate to use it in order to achieve his purpose. The means that most people use, and ultimately rely on it to achieve their goals, makes me have to wonder between the noble and the despicable. To be a noble lion or a cunning fox, this is a choice. "
On October 27, 497, Machiavelli said after the battle with Livorno. ...

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