Vol 6 Chapter 156: exile

When Alexander walked up to the village on the mountainside of Difolfell, a massacre that could not be called a battle was over.
Even in winter, there is still a strong smell on the street, especially near the church and the old well. A row of crooked corpses fell in a fan-like manner in a very strange way, and the carriage was hidden by the faintly. In the middle of this fan shape, it can be seen that the target of these people is the person in the car.
It's just that they didn't expect that the organ gun that had been refitted would be waiting for them.
The organ gun that Ruo Sha used in the Balkans once gave a fatal blow to the fugitive descendants of the Hus war who tried to rob her convoy. At this time, it was even greater than the destruction caused by the Agrigan Musketeers.
On the basis of this, Alexander borrowed Leonardo to improve the organ gun again.
The new organ gun removes the meaningless and even the lower hand guard, and the horizontal and seven rows of holes dug in a box-type gun frame plate hold the barrel firmly, and behind the gun frame Then installed a charge tank designed by Da Vinci and composed of four pulleys that can be turned over and over like a seven-row windmill style and can be hit from behind.
The result of this design is that each group of soldiers manipulating the organ gun only needs to fill the loading tank with priming and turn the pulley to quickly fire the movable gunpowder pool and the barrel, and then turn the pulley to reload.
The speed of such shooting is terrible. Whether in street fighting or in field combat, anyone who tries to face this weapon must not only have enough courage, but also enough luck, because almost no one can shoot in such a intensive manner. Survived.
The new type of organ gun can be said to be the death scythe in this era. The only thing restricting it is the time it takes to load the front ammunition.
But even so, in the face of such weapons, there are not many enemies who have the opportunity to rush in front of it.
Alexander stepped forward on the dark red and black soil stained by blood stains. A piece of blood was splashed on his boots. From time to time, he would make a slight noise when stepping on the dry blood that had not been completely frozen.
The captive attackers had concentrated on the open space beside the well. These people looked anxiously at the passing Alexander. In their eyes, this person was a devil, especially with such a terrible weapon, it made them feel more Horrible.
"Master Earl, I'm an officer in the Pope's army ~" A captive suddenly shouted in the crowd. He was lucky that he was not injured, but he looked very embarrassed, most of his face was covered with mud and his face could not be seen A pair of eyes stared anxiously at Alexander "I ask you to allow me to explain your identity to you!"
Alexander raised his hand slightly to stop the hunting guard who was going to hit this man with a butt. He walked over and looked at the captive, and then looked at the other people behind him who were also staring at him and asked: "You are all Pope's Army? "
"Yes, we are under the command of His Holiness the Pope's flag officer, Caesar Borgia, Duke of Valentino."
The officer replied loudly, and then he wanted to say something, but was stopped by Alexander raising his hand.
"I don't know what you are talking about. You are a group of murderers and gangsters, so you have no right in front of me." Alexander said and turned to another carriage that sent him up the mountain.
When he got into the car and closed the door, he heard the clamor of the captives outside because of the panic.
The carriage moved forward, and as we were about to walk out of the village, a burst of gunfire rang through the village.
Old Rovere sat quietly in his chair, his left hand patting unconsciously on his leg, and his right hand twisting the gray beard on his chest.
Old Luo Weilei is 57 years old today, which is undoubtedly a longevity for people of this era. Even the power of the elite can not master the life expectancy, so many people will no longer be enterprising at this age.
Old Luo Weilei is obviously not the case. He longs for power, especially to become the pope. Whether in private or in many public occasions, he does not hesitate to admit his desire for the throne of the pope.
But he now has a very powerful opponent, Alexander VI.
Although any new pope will only succeed after the death of his predecessor, old Luo Weilei has reason to believe that Alexander VI may make various arrangements before his death, the purpose is to ensure that he is not allowed to ascend to the pope's throne.
For this point, Old Rovere was not surprised. The grudges of the two families over the years have turned them into real enemies. Even if sometimes the situation is forced to suspend conflicts and may even cooperate, but the two The enmity between them and the conflicts of interest formed over the years are doomed to make them impossible to get along peacefully.
Especially after today, old Luo Weilei believes that their previous hatred will be deeper.
The attendant came in and reported that when Count Montina arrived, Old Rovere was just a little sleepy. He felt that he might be really old, but he felt tired after only a little work, which also made him realize that he and his family must be in the future. Prepare early, after all, no one knows when to go to heaven.
Seeing Alexander come in, the old Luo Weilei greeted silently and then motioned him to be opposite him.
Looking at Alexander with a chill on his body, the cardinal paused before asking: "Everything has been solved?"
"Yes," Alexander nodded slightly. "So what about Constantine?"
"He," Old Rovere glanced back "to do what he should do."
Alexander nodded silently. This was an agreement between him and Old Rovere, and it was also a condition for the Rovere family to choose to stand by him in this "gangster attack" incident.
"So, what are you going to do next?"
Looking at the old Luo Weilei seemingly interested, Alexander thought about it, and then smiled at the old Zhang Ren: "I think I should take a break."
When Caesar appeared in the hallway of the Sistine Chapel, all the people passing by looked at him in surprise, seeing the armor and the sword that were easily worn on him, people immediately realized what might happen, and he A group of heavily armed guards behind him proved this conjecture, and the atmosphere in the Sistine Chapel became tense for a moment.
The Sistine Chapel is actually not very big. You can directly reach the Pope ’s office room through the corridor on the side of the main hall. Since Sistins IV built this church, the working hours of subsequent generations of the Pope Spend here.
Alexander VI is no exception, but this is also the reason why he strongly advocates the construction of Peter's Cathedral. After all, he does not want to be in the church built by the pope of the enemy family.
Just as Old Rovere had a deep-seated hostility towards the Borgia family, Alexander VI also held the same indelible hatred to the Rovere family.
But today the pope obviously has something to worry about. Since the morning, he has locked himself in the room and no one is there. Those who came to see the pope from afar have to wait endlessly in the cold, bitter corridors. And the reply they get is always "Your Majesty, nobody is now."
It is interesting to note that Nomelo, the pope ’s personal secretary, did not show up, which made people feel vaguely what happened.
The emergence of Caesar quickly proved all kinds of speculations. When seeing Caesar with the guards entering the church defiantly, people couldn't help but secretly surprise.
Caesar was satisfied with this disturbing atmosphere. He had been suppressed for too long, eager for the humiliation before snow.
Nomelo didn't know when he appeared outside the pope's room, looking at Caesar from afar, he folded his hands and stared at him in silence, until Caesar came to him.
"Let me guess," Nomelo pointed his finger at Caesar. "You are here to report."
"I'm here to report the good news," Caesar crossed his face with excitement. "We succeeded in Nomelo."
The secretary looked at Caesar quietly, and didn't move until he asked a strange question "what's wrong".
As Caesar passed by, Nomelo looked at him the same, then turned his head and looked again at the corridor in front of him.
Caesar happily pushed open the door and walked in, seeing Alexander VI sitting in a chair and looking at the door, he smiled inexplicably.
Whether it was the illegitimate son of the Archbishop of Valencia, or the Roman prince who was later publicly recognized by the Pope, Caesar's life has been very smooth until now, even if he has encountered some troubles, but these have never been What a major setback, even when he was captured by Alexander in Livorno and once imprisoned on an isolated island in Naples, he was not really disappointed and frustrated because he knew he would always be free.
And now he felt that Alexander had paid the price for the insult to him in Livor.
Caesar did n’t want to wait until Alexander ’s death came and then wanted his father to report it. He hoped to do everything well before this, so that when the news came true, he could ask directly from the father who had been forced to compromise. Get what he needs.
The most important thing is that he ca n’t wait any longer. He wants to think that as soon as the news of Alexander ’s death comes, he will rush to Pisa and take Lucrecia back to Rome.
"Father, I think you need to know something," Caesar said to the pope looking at him. "This is very important."
Alexander VI watched Caesar silent for a moment and then nodded. He motioned for a servant who was standing by to leave.
Hearing the sound of the door closing behind him, Caesar immediately stepped forward and said anxiously: "I became my father, and that person died."
Caesar's eyes shone brightly, and the voice was a little trembling because of the mood.
"What are you talking about?" Alexander VI was a little tired and lonely in his tone. He looked at Caesar's eyes with a complicated look, and there was an unclear look in his eyes. "Are you showing me your victory? "
"Father, I really did. We don't need to worry about that Gombré anymore. Even we can accept his territory. Lucrecia can become the Duchess of Florence and Pisa, and I can rule Romagna. "
"Maybe you have to say that you promised the Rovere family to let them take Tuscany?"
Alexander VI asked slowly, seeing Caesar's face slowly puzzled, and the Pope shook his head helplessly: "I said that you should not offend Alexander, not only because he is your nephew's father, but also because He is something you ca n’t overcome, but you wo n’t listen to me. You ’re too deep, Caesar, and completely forgot my warning to you.

Alexander VI was gasping for excitement. He picked up the glass on the table and took a sip. Then he filled his glass again, because his hands were shaking, and the wine overflowed and flowed down the table to the ground. "Wow la la" voice.
Caesar looked at his father stunned, and suddenly the muscles on his face shuddered suddenly, and then asked a little hurriedly: "Do you know anything, Father, what did he do, tell me what happened?"
Caesar's voice grew louder, and later became irritable, and he rushed to Alexander VI in front of him, staring at the pope who was shaking his hand holding the glass: "And what father did you do?"
"What did I do?" Alexander VI looked at Caesar with complicated eyes. "Juan is dead. He is my eldest son. I had great expectations of him, but he left me so early, and then Giovanni, His death made me almost crazy, so I ca n’t lose you anymore, I must protect you and my son, so whatever I do is to save your life.

Caesar looked at Alexander VI with a pale complexion. He seemed to guess something, but he was unwilling to admit it. After a while, his lips trembled and said, "Gombre, did Gumbre make you do this, right? He did n’t win the bill, right? He is still alive? "
"I have persuaded you, but you are fascinated by jealousy and hatred," the pope sat down tiredly and looked at the wine glass on the table in front of him. "Why don't you listen to me, because of jealousy, or me?" The past love for you makes you feel that you can do whatever you want, that no one can stop you? "
Caesar's mouth trembling slightly, he slowly sat down and stared at Alexander VI's face: "Did you betray me, my father, tell me if this is the case?"
"Everything I do is to protect you," Alexander VI greeted Caesar's almost fire-breathing eyes. "You can't imagine who you are against, maybe you think it's just Gombray, but in fact you The enemy is the whole of Rome. "
Speaking of the pope leaning back, leaning back in his chair and looking at the incredible Caesar: "You should be glad that many of the accomplices you are looking for are from our family, at least they will not betray you. Clean, but Luo Weilei, do you think because they hate Alexander as much as you do, they will become your conspiracy associates? "
Caesar's face twitched again, because he didn't know if he was ambushing outside the door, and he forced himself to calm down.
"What did he promise you and let you betray your own son?" Caesar still had the feeling that everything in front of him was so unreal that he shook his head hard before throwing his desperate eyes on Alexander VI. "No matter what he promised What's wrong, do you think it's worth it? "
The Pope did not get angry because Caesar became unreasonable because of his anger. His original ugly face seemed to be better than before. When he picked up the glass on the table, the Pope watched Caesar's eyes gradually becoming indifferent: "Listen. Caesar, I paid enough to save you, and these are enough to make me a pope again, so you must do it according to my arrangement. You must leave Rome for a while, this is not for exile but for protection You, so I hope you can at least calmly listen to me, you will be temporarily imprisoned on an island, but believe me soon you will be free, I will send someone to take care of you during this time, it will not be long , But you must promise that I will not do anything that might anger others. "
Caesar's body was trembling slightly, and he didn't seem to understand from the accident yet. He looked back at the door behind him and pointed his finger.
Seeing that Alexander VI nodded silently, Caesar's breath gradually became more rapid.
"Tell me why, what is all this for?" Caesar asked like a drowning man about to sink, holding the only life-saving straw. "Maybe as long as I know the reason, I can reverse this, Father, have you forgotten, Gombray once saved himself when faced with this situation, I believe I can do it too. "
Alexander VI looked at Caesar trying to get rid of the plight in front of him. He didn't say anything, but picked up a brass bell on the table and shook it a few times.
The sound of the door opening came from behind Caesar, and he turned to see Nomelo who came with the guard.
"You have a share too?" Caesar asked angrily.
Facing Caesar's anger, Nomelo only spread his hand, but when he saw the strange expression flashing in Caesar's eyes, Nomelo gestured slightly behind him.
"It's not wise. Believe me, you won't let us all end up so embarrassed." Nomelo said, walking forward, and behind him several guards with tall shields spread out on both sides. Surrounded by Caesar.
Caesar's hand held the hilt tightly, and his eyes even glanced at Alexander VI, not far behind him, but finally he let out a helpless sigh and released the hand holding the sword ~ ​​EbookFREE.me ~ Then he He squeezed the blade and pulled out the saber from the sheath, and handed the hilt to Nomelo's eyes.
Nomelo took the sword carefully and looked away at Alexander VI.
"My son, you do n’t need to be frustrated by this failure," when Alexander VI spoke before the pope came to Caesar and stretched out his hands, holding his face tightly into his son ’s eyes. "Your failure is not because of you The ambition is just because you are trying to be an enemy against someone who can keep everyone on his side, so think calmly, maybe this lesson is a good thing for you, because it can make you understand what a monarch should do Use rather than blindly resist everything he faces. "
When he had finished speaking, the pope kissed Caesar's cheek softly, then waved at Nomelo, who was standing beside him.
Caesar walked to the door under the of the guard. When he reached the door, he stopped and turned around and asked, "Tell my father, what did you promise Rovere? We all know that if possible they would not let me survive. Yes, tell me! "
Alexander VI looked at Caesar, who was not satisfied, and pondered a little, then said: "Fore, I promised that they can get Fore in the Rovere family."
Caesar's face showed a stunned expression. He stared at Alexander VI for a while, then chuckled unclearly, then turned and walked out the door.
On the afternoon of January 28, 1500, Caesar was escorted to a boat docked at the port of Fiumicino, not far from Rome.
According to the agreement between the Pope and Alexander, he will be sent to an island far from Rome in captivity indefinitely, until the two sides agree to release him.
The destination of this ship is the island of Elba located on the sea of ​​Direnian.
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