The Genoese scouts, who were the first to spot the enemy, almost escaped under the shadow of the saber wielded by the Bohians.

So when he fled, he used more adjectives in his description of Calchino.

Words like "murderous", "terrible", and "not much" made Cardino frown, but at least he knew from the scout's description that his previous judgment was not wrong.

It was a trap, though he knew it wasn't meant to be for him.

Suddenly Calgino thought things were interesting.

He knew that the Venetians should always covet pizza, and for this Alexander even did not hesitate to fight a pizza offensive and defensive battle with the Venetians.

Now that the Venetians have appeared, it means that Alexander, like himself, will face two enemies.

Each of the three has two enemies, which makes Calgino find it too interesting.

"Maybe we don't have to rush out of here," Cargino said to those around him, "and as long as I don't get flanked, I'd love to see a good show in Tuscany." ”

Naturally, his officers would not object to Calgino's words, but to Machiavelli's ears, they suddenly became unpleasant.

Machiavelli certainly knew what was true of his claim that the Venetians had intervened in Romagna's affairs, and he also knew that if Calgino stayed a few more days, he would find himself deceived.

Then he will vent all his anger on himself.

Machiavelli felt compelled to find a way out for himself, and as he watched the Venetians begin to form up under Calgino's orders to meet Montina's army, Machiavelli prayed in his heart that the count's actions would not undermine his lies.

The news of the slow progress of the Genoese due to the formation soon reached Alexandri, who by this time had come to a narrow part of the river not too far from the Genoese, which had been rough and narrow because of the original bend, and which seemed to Alexander to be a good ambush spot.

"The Venetians will stop here," Alexander rode up the high slope of the river, looking down, "Cargielno is actually a very cautious man, otherwise he would not have dragged on until the Milanese were defeated by us before attacking the Venetians in Oral." ”

"Sir, are we going to ambush them here?"

"No, we want them to think that they will be ambushed," Alexander said to his questioning men, "and you know, it is true that caution is Cargino's virtue, but sometimes he is too cautious to deal with." ”

Looking at the blank looks of his subordinates, Alexander shook his head a little helplessly, these hunters are loyal, but there doesn't seem to be any military talent among them that seems to be cultivated.

Alexander's purpose was obvious, to delay Cargino, and then wait for the main forces of Ofreil.

The bend looked a little precipitous, and Alexander believed that with what he knew about Calgino, the Genoese would not easily let the army pass through this seemingly dangerous place, and he would first line up enough scouts to check it again and again, and only let the team pass after making sure that there was no ambush.

And he would most likely divide the ranks into different sections, so that even if there were any real accidents, they would not threaten the entire Genoese army.

Of course, it was prudent to do so, but for Alexander, it was exactly what he wanted, and the Genoese would have to delay at least half a day.

The main force of Ofreil was approaching, and it was believed that when the Genoese had completely passed through the bend, a fierce battle awaited them.

"Send our men and let them harass the Genoese from time to time," Alexander ordered, "and now it's time for them to prove whether they are the best cavalry or not." ”

The best cavalry is the Bohemians are proud of themselves, according to their statement, when the Mongols invaded Europe, almost all the European knights were beaten to the ground by the terrible Mongol iron cavalry, but the Bohemians were once able to survive the battle with the Mongols, not only escaped with wit, but even escaped from the pursuit of the main Mongol force in the battle on the east bank of the Danube, and successfully escaped the Danube.

That doesn't sound like anything to be proud of, especially when it's so courageous to be able to talk about running away.

But Alexander could understand what these Bohemians meant, and he could understand what terrible shadow the Mongol cavalry had left on the hearts of Europeans.

This made even the pride of being able to escape from the Mongols' swords.

Thinking of these distant events, Alexander looked down the river.

In the distance, the smoke and dust of the Genoese army as it moved could already be faintly seen, and it was not until he saw the faintly visible dust that Alexander breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't know what caused Calgino to change his mind, but he had secretly sworn that he would be grateful for whatever reason, and that if it was a man, if he could do it, he would be willing to agree to whatever the man put forward, whether reasonable or unreasonable.

However, before that, he sent someone to deliver the news to Lucrezia of Pisa, and at the same time informed the city defense of Pisa to strengthen its guard.

Now that he finally saw the Genoese, Alexander's heart that had been hanging was finally relaxed.

A small group of bohemians made their way along the edge of the river, and a few dangling black dots in the distance caught their attention, which they guessed were scouts sent by the Genoese again.

Because of what happened before, the Genoese were obviously much more vigilant, and when they saw the Bohèmes, they immediately turned around and prepared to flee before they could see clearly, but the Bohemians did not intend to let them go so easily.

The Bohemian cavalry began to speed up their horses, and could not charge at this distance, but the Genoese fled as soon as they came up, apparently frightened by the fact that their companions had been nearly chopped to pieces, but the result of this was that their mounts might not be able to hold their hands before they could get back to their ranks.

The Bohemians were quick to follow, and they just watched from afar as the Genoese rode up to the edge of the river with a little difficulty, and then ran along the banks of the rough and varied dry channel.

A few fats may not be much to the horses, but the Genoese had traveled a long way before, and as far as they knew, the scouts had been sent out to check on them along the way.

In addition to the road ahead, Calgino also seemed to be concerned about the safety of the sides of the local route, which meant that the scouts, whether soldiers or mounts, were not well rested.

With a cruel smile on his face, the captain of the Bohemian squad beckoned to his companions, who followed unhurriedly in the direction of the Genoese like hyenas in the wilderness.

Cargino's orders had apparently caused the scouts a lot of trouble, and the incessant scouting and the apparent slowing down of the Genoese march had forced them to run as hard as they could.

One of the scout's mounts let out a not-so-good sigh, and his companion looked at the man, and saw that the horse seemed to be running slower and slower, and several men first cast sympathetic glances at their companions, and then, in his desperate eyes, urged the horse to continue galloping.

At the same time, they all secretly breathed a sigh of relief in their mouths.

This lone companion was clearly able to buy them a little time.

"That man's horse can't run, I'm going to kill him."

A Bohemian cavalry in the distance saw the straggler, and he reached out to grasp the hilt of his sword, but was stopped by the captain next to him.

"Leave that guy alone, let's keep chasing those guys in front of us, they're our target, don't you notice that they're carrying heavy packages?"

The captain's words caused cheers from the bohemians, and there was nothing to make them happy more than plundering the spoils of war on the battlefield.

The straggler looked in horror at the enemy who was getting closer and closer, if it were the soldiers of other city-states, maybe he would not be so afraid, even if it was the Venetians, but these bohemians were already as terrible as the barbarians in their minds, especially the Genoese who had experienced the previous battles, and they knew how cruel and ruthless these bohemians were.

A gust of wind swept by, and a bohemian galloped away not far from him, followed by a second and a third.

Looking at the scout's stubborn pursuit of his companion in front of him, the scout was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing hysterically.

He could sense the relief that his companions had felt when they had fled, though he would have done the same, but now that they had fled in terror under the pursuit of the Bohemians, it was clear that they could no longer escape, and the man let out a malicious laugh.

"Yes, catch up with them! Catch up with these Judas! They have a lot of things in them, and they are all yours! ”

The man couldn't stop cheering for the Bohemians, and he didn't remember the embarrassment he had just felt when he had fled for his life.

Until a flash of light suddenly swept from his side with a cold wind!

The scout instinctively looked back, and he saw the slashing flash of the knife in front of him, and a large, rough face full of dirty beards.

The scout, who had been slashed by a knife, fell to the ground and trembled, and at the same time, the fearful and desperate cries of his companions sounded not far away, and the shouts that barely took long before and after reached the ears of the scout who had not yet breathed, but he could no longer laugh at this time.

As Alexander had guessed, Cargino's caution about the complex terrain ahead led him to send more cavalry to check on the situation.

But the news that these cavalry had brought back to him made Cargino more than worried.

In particular, some of the scouts had returned dead people, and looking at the bloody corpses, Kargino felt humiliated and provocative.

"Looks like that Gombray doesn't want to just let me go."

Calgino had a vague sense of Alexander's message from the dead bodies of the scouts, and it was clear that his attempt to attack Pisa had completely angered Alexander.

"Diplomat, have you seen the Pope's daughter?" Cargino suddenly asked Machiavelli next to him, and now the Florentines seemed to have become Cargino's advisers.

"Yes," Machiavelli nodded.

"What is she?"

"It's beautiful," Machiavelli thought for a moment and looked at the few corpses in a row on the ground, "Believe me, General, Lucrezia is enough to make Count Montina do such a mad thing for her." ”

Calgino nodded, not knowing if he understood the meaning of Machiavelli's words, he slowly circled along the corpses, and then looked at Machiavelli: "So how crazy do you think he will be?" ”

As if to see the puzzle on Machiavelli's face, Cargino asked, "Do you think it is possible that he will take the risk of stopping me in order to stop me from invading Pisa?" ”

Machiavelli looked at Cargino in a bit of a daze, he didn't know why the Genoese people suddenly had this idea, but after learning from Cargino to take a closer look at the corpses on the ground, he suddenly realized that these Genoese scouts were cavalry!

The only ones who could catch up with these scouts, and even kill them all, were the Bohemians.

And the chasseurs and Bohemian cavalry were almost never far from Alexander's side.

"If that's what the bohemians did, and Gombray is madly in love with Lucrezia as you say, maybe we'll soon be able to meet the Count of Montina," Cargino looked at Machiavelli, who looked a little dazed, and suddenly walked over and hugged him hard, "I should thank you, diplomat, for giving you a chance that is even more rare than attacking Pisa." ”

Machiavelli let Calgino shake his body, his mouth was a little bitter, and his face was at a loss for what to do.

He never imagined that things would suddenly turn out to be what they were looking for, and that Alexander was probably willing to take any risk, as Cardino had said, because he was madly in love with Lucrezia, then it was really possible that he was already in the vicinity.

Machiavelli's uneasiness swelled up in his heart, which was all the more intense because he didn't know what Calgino was going to do next.

What would have become of Pisa if the Count of Montina had an accident here?

Machiavelli knew that he was looking forward to such an outcome.

After all, compared to Tomneo, Alexander is too strong, and even in Florence, many people think that Alexander is probably the toughest ruler in the history of Pisa.

Even when the Pisan navy was rampant, no Pisan ruler could exert such pressure on Florence.

So Machiavelli knew very well that in the eyes of many Florentines, if Alexander was unexpectedly killed in the war for Tuscany dominance, perhaps it would be the best outcome for Florence.

But Machiavelli didn't think so, and even in his opinion, if something really happened to Alexander, it would probably be the worst thing that would happen!

Machiavelli does not deny that there is an unknown selfish motive in this idea, but he is more concerned with the situation of Florence.

His earlier remarks to Calgino that the Venetians might intervene in Romagna were not nonsense, but were based on facts.

He had even accompanied the consul Sazi to meet the secret envoys from Venice.

And his only impression of the Venetian is that he is very ambitious.

Machiavelli didn't know what would happen if the Venetians took possession of Pisa, and it wouldn't do Florence any good.

Alexander's assertiveness, on the contrary, is unsettling, but as far as Machiavelli knows, Alexander does not seem to have much ambition for Florence.

As for Machiavelli himself, it was because of Alexander's implicit support that he was able to get ahead in the new Florentine government, and Machiavelli did not think much about who to choose.

The Genoese army had to slow down their advance because the scouts had been killed, and Cargino cautiously resent enough scouts around, and since it was guessed that Alexander might be nearby, and it was likely that he did not have many troops around him, Cargino felt that he should not pass up this rare opportunity.

As a result, the scouts quickly brought back news that made Calgino happy.

"Only cavalry, no infantry in sight, and no artillery?" Calgino questioned the scouts over and over again, and when the results of repeated questioning confirmed his conjecture, Cargino couldn't help but ask Machiavelli curiously, "Is that Lucrezia really that beautiful?" How did Gombray be willing to take such a huge risk? ”

Seeing that the Florentine seemed to have no idea how to answer, Cardino let out a loud laugh: "Maybe I should go and see for myself what that Pope's lady is like later." ”

Machiavelli looked at Calgino with an impassive expression, and he could discern some ambiguity in the Genoese words.

"But since Gombray himself is here, where is his Montina army?" Calgino suddenly asked, seeing the puzzled looks of his subordinates around him, Cargino opened his mouth slightly and smiled, "I guess they should be on the way, yes, that's why Gombray is going to harass us with his cavalry." ”

"Is the Count of Montina delaying our advance?" An officer asked anxiously.

"Yes, Gombray must be watching us somewhere, his cavalry is waiting along the way, harassing us at every opportunity," Calgino straightened up and looked into the distance, as if trying to find Alexander's hiding place, "He was waiting for us to be too tired and sleepy to walk before launching a real attack on us." ”

Calgino's words caused a whisper among the officers around him, for these people a frontal battle is what they are familiar with and good at, this barbarian-like way of fighting makes them feel an indescribable anxiety and apprehension.

Especially as the sun went down and the night began to fall, looking at the wilderness that was slowly draped in a veil of darkness, the Genoese could not help but feel as if they were being targeted by wild beasts.

"Command camp." Cargino suddenly ordered, "I'm waiting for him here, and I'm going to see how crazy that Gombray really is." ”