The dazzling sunlight takes on a rosy glow, and when this brilliance hits the eye, it is first surprisingly magnificent, and then it is dark.

Cargino was like that now, he closed his eyes to get used to it for a moment before he opened them again, but the still blinding light on the hill made it impossible for him to see anything.

Cardino frowned, he didn't like the sudden feeling of being blind, and he couldn't help but worry that if an enemy army rushed down the hill at this time, it might be a disaster.

But he quickly put the thought aside, for he knew that while the idea was indeed a bit scary, as long as his army did not cross the creek, there was no danger of such danger.

And when the Genoese had completely crossed the river, Cardino was confident that even if Alexander could hide an army on that hill, he would not panic because of this.

"Your Excellency?"

One of the attendants whispered a reminder that he noticed that Cardino seemed to lose his mind for a moment.

"Order to cross the river," Calgino commanded in a low voice, not wanting his men to see what was wrong with him, but after a little contemplation he continued to give the order, "to speed up the left flank, and tell them that the cavalry of the Montina is on the right, so that they don't have to hold back for fear of being attacked." ”

The attendant looked at Cargino in a little surprise, knowing that his general, though a little arrogant, would not easily sarcastically mock his men, and he was saying this now, apparently because of his unusual interest in the left.

The attendant couldn't help but look to the left side of the whole group as he conveyed the order, because there was nothing unusual about the towering bushes, which made him a little nervous.

"Don't worry, maybe nothing." Sensing the vague uneasiness of his attendant, Cargino pulled his horse's belly between his feet, and then slowly raised his hand.

The whole team stirred at the gesture of his gesture, and all the officers looked at the flag at the front of the line in which Cardino was located.

The flag tilted forward as Calgino's arm fell, a movement that caused a sharp horn sound.

"Here we go," a Genoese officer whispered in a muffled voice, then patted the shoulder of the flag bearer next to him with his hand, "Let's go." ”

The flag began to move, and a thin layer of smoke and dust kicked off the ground with the heavy footsteps of countless pairs of feet falling on the ground.

The Genoese army marched down a slightly downward slope toward the river, and beneath their feet clouds of smoke and dust were blown by the wind and scattered in all directions.

The cool breath of the early morning seemed to become hot and dry, and the unsettling atmosphere mixed with the heat spread across the river and dispersed towards the other side.

Alexander saw the rising puff of smoke, which he knew was brought up by the Genoese as they advanced.

"They don't want to cross the river like this, do they?"

One of the hunters whispered, but his words were heard by Alexander.

Alexander turned back slightly to look at the hunter, then beckoned to him: "Come here, tell you how you think the Genoese will cross the river?" ”

The hunter was stunned, but urged his horse to Alexander's side.

"Sir, didn't they cross the river because they had sent a team to cross the river and occupy all the places on the riverbank, and they weren't afraid that we would attack while they crossed the river?"

Alexander looked at this hunter with interest, because as a lord, many Agri preferred to call him lord, especially these Agri, who were the first to follow him, it seemed that this call could be different from other soldiers.

"Then tell me, why do you think he dared to take this risk?"

Alexander's rhetorical question stunned the soldier, who looked in the direction of the Genoese with some confusion, and then shook his head with a puzzled face.

A hurried trumpet sounded, and Alexander turned his head at once, and he was somewhat surprised to find a group of Genoese people rushing across the river from the direction of the enemy's left flank, and they were very fast, and because the stream was not fast, in such a short time, most of them had already reached the middle of the river.

"Calgino." Alexander whispered, he looked across the river again, then exhaled softly, and exclaimed, "Genoese." ”

A rapid trumpet sounded from the right flank of the Montina, and the faintly audible trumpet made the hearts of those who heard it feel inexplicably tight.

This was the signal for the Montina army to meet the enemy, and the sound of this trumpet meant that the battle had finally broken out.

Sure enough, at the moment when the trumpet sounded, the first gunfire, although not neat enough, was unusually loud, followed by a sudden sound, and with the clearly distinguishable two consecutive rows of gunfire, a burst of gunpowder smoke also rose from the right side of the position.

"That's the answer," Alexander said to those around him, "Cargino doesn't send an advance party because he wants to lead us to the river." ”

As soon as Alexander finished speaking, a more intense burst of gunfire rang out on the right flank, and those with good ears could still hear the shouts from the gunshot.

"As he wished." Alexander raised his hand, and with his movements, the trumpeter immediately raised his horn "Forward!" ”

Seeing that Montina's flag finally moved, Cardino finally breathed a sigh of relief, and he looked at the hill again, and a smile appeared on his lips.

From the very beginning he had been paying attention to the hill, and although he did not know what was there, he was convinced that Alexander should have set up something there, and now that Montina had finally begun to move, Cargino was finally relieved.

"You know, this is the real beginning," Cardino said to his side, and then gave the order, "Forward, this will be the tomb of the Montina people!" ”

Danfu spat into the palm of his hand, and then wrapped a coarse strip of cloth around his hand vigorously.

Seeing his movements, some soldiers hurriedly followed suit.

"Wrap it tightly, you must know that the blood will be very slippery when it reaches your hands, so you won't be able to hold the weapon," Dan Fu said to the soldier next to him as he did it, and then he grabbed the half-length axe on the ground and drew a circle in the air at random, "Listen, don't worry about whether you can kill people when you do it later, as long as you can hit it with the first hit." ”

Danfu's words made some people feel a little dry in their throats, but with the sound of the trumpet and the sound of Danfu's "Let's go!" Everyone took the usual steps at the sound of the trumpet.

Cargino had never heard the horn, it was a melody signal that he was unfamiliar with, and in his eyes, the Montina army on the other side began to march towards them with a somewhat comical pace as if they were dancing to the tune.

Calgino opened his lips slightly, the left flank infantry he had sent before had finally triggered the entire Montina formation, and as the Montina army moved, the hill was gradually hidden behind them.

Calgino believed that even if there was an entire cavalry ambush on that mountain, it would have lost its due role by this time because it was blocked by the Montina people's own formation.

It made him feel that he no longer needed to care about what was happening on the left, and that he was now concerned about the enemy on the other side.

The river is not wide, and the knee-deep water may only be described as a small stream.

The Genoese strikers had already stepped into the river, and the cool water made many people feel comfortable and splash more water on their bodies.

Then, they faintly saw the muzzles of the guns on the opposite side.

Montina's army did not have many muskets, perhaps less than a third of the total number of muskets, but Alexander could be assured that his army had the highest proportion of muskets of his time.

Many Genoese had not yet reacted when the shots rang out, some of them knew the power of the muskets, but some did not think that the Montinas could threaten them at this distance.

So while some soldiers couldn't help but stop, the soldiers behind kept pushing forward and trying to keep moving.

There was a brief crowding on the river, but only briefly.

When the gunshots rang out, some people's bodies suddenly twitched violently as if they were sick, and their bodies seemed to have been hit by something invisible, and the blood splattered from the bursting wounds directly on the bodies of the people next to them.

A Genoese soldier howled, he didn't know what had hit him, he had only heard of the horror of the musket before, and he preferred to believe in the sword in his hand.

But now, with a loud noise, he felt as if half of his body had been violently tugged, and then he was horrified to find that not only his weapon was gone, but even his entire right hand was missing in an instant.

The shattered bone spurs under his forearm shook in front of him, and the Genoese touched the white bone with his left hand in disbelief, and when the fingertips were pierced by the sharp bone spurs, the Genoese began to let out a cry of fear and madness.

"Don't stop, move forward!" One of the officers coughed when he roared loudly, and he felt strangely tight in his chest. When he felt the unevenness in the cuirass, the officer drew a cross on his chest with force, then raised his sword, panting and shouting at the hesitant soldiers, "Rush forward, they only dare to shoot from a distance, let's go over and teach these cowards a good lesson!" ”

The Genoese let out a loud cry, and the previously struck ranks began to form a dense formation toward the other side of the creek, which was not wide.

"Just a little, a little more, and we can teach them a lesson with our crossbows!"

A crossbowman shouted as he removed the crossbow from his back as he reached out and slapped his companion down with force.

It was a sword and shield soldier holding a huge shield, and compared to the round shield that the crossbowmen used for defense, these sword and shield soldiers were their protection.

They would use their large shields to form a tight formation as the crossbowmen loaded their bows, with a notch dug out above the shield to provide enough space for the crossbowmen to shoot.

The sword and shield men began to move forward, knowing that it was dangerous, and that perhaps a new round of muskets would come to them, but their shields gave them more courage.

Even in the creek, which was not smooth, the sword and shield soldiers were still quickly lined up, and they were close to each other, and even in the river they formed a tight formation in a dense formation.

There were only a dozen paces, and if they got a dozen steps closer, the Genoese would be able to set foot on the riverbank, and the next step was to let the Montinas, who only dared to shoot at a distance on the opposite side, know the power of the terrifying Genoese crossbow!

I could already feel the upward slope under my feet, and I was able to cross the creek in no time.

The people around Calgino smiled, they felt that this was a bit too simple, although they believed that the Montina should not be defeated by them so easily, but they believed that if they had their army ashore, it would be enough to seal the victory.

Cargino's gaze had by this time moved to the left flank of the Montinas, and he did not know when Alexander would send his cavalry.

He was wary of the Bohemians, and the thought that they had even fought the Milanese cavalry without defeat made him wonder if Alexander was prepared to make some too bold move.

"Order the right flank to keep an eye on Montina's cavalry at all times," Calgino ordered in a low voice, "if the Bohemians are spotted sorting," he paused and gave the order slowly, "not to attack at will, and ordered the right flank to form a defensive formation." ”

"My lord, if you don't stop them, Montina's cavalry may harass the right flank of our line," said one of the officers, with some concern, "and this is a very bad thing, and some people will say that you are afraid to go head-to-head with the enemy's cavalry because of your timidity. ”

Hearing his men's words, Calgino's eyes fell on the team that was already about to set foot on the river beach.

"I want to defeat Cambrai, as long as I can defeat him, I don't care if everyone will be regarded as a coward," Calgino stretched out his hand and pointed to the other side, "My goal is there, as long as I defeat that person, any slander will only become an ornament to accompany my victory." ”

As a pair of wet feet stepped on the land on the river beach, a piece of mud was instantly raised.

A Genoese shouted, and he felt as if he had just been freed, and the feeling of no restraint under his feet made him wave his shield vigorously and excitedly.

A whistling sound suddenly came to him, and the sword and shield soldier instinctively blocked the shield forward.

A shocking sensation made the shield in his hand shake, and at the same time, there was a crackling sound from the projectile from the shield.

"Hold the formation!" The officers in the team roared, watching from time to time screaming because the shields in front of them were not tight enough because someone had been hit, and the shouts of "hold the formation" rose and fell in the ranks.

"Win." Calgino whispered lightly, he thought it was a little too simple and a little too boring, and the terrible battle that he thought would happen was so boring.

Montina's army was still firing, and Cargino had noticed that they were maintaining the rate of fire in an alternating manner, which was somewhat similar to the Genoese crossbowmen's method.

However, Cargino also noticed the range of the musket, which was much longer than the crossbow.

So far, the crossbowmen have not had time to shoot a single shot, and the opposing musketeers have already fired three or four rounds?

Cargino felt that this should be a place to note.

Maybe the crossbow is really going to be replaced by a musket?

He felt that he should pay more attention to the muskets after this battle.

As for the battle in front of him, Cardino felt that it was already a foregone conclusion.

His own army had come ashore, and he did not think that the Montinas would be able to hold out in the face of a frontal charge, and perhaps resist a little, but the next would undoubtedly be vacillation and rout.

As for Montina's cavalry, Cardino looked in the direction of the enemy's left flank, and he was somewhat puzzled why by this time Alexander had not sent his cavalry.

As if in response to his question, shortly after the first Genoese contingent reached the beach, the Genoese right flank approached the beach, and at that moment Cargino saw a cloud of smoke rising from Montina's left flank.

The Genoese officer, who led the team, had been paying nervous attention to the figure that could be seen faintly behind Montina's left flank not far from the river beach, and he knew that it should be those Bohemians.

Suddenly, he saw the swaying figures in the distance begin to spread rapidly, followed by a burst of vibrations from the ground that let him know what was happening.

"Form a formation!"

The sound of the officer's order, the trumpeter's horn, the shouts of the soldiers, and the clashing of weapons instantly resounded across the river, and the Genoese ranks quickly moved towards the center.

The figures of the Bohemians appeared, whistling and waving their swords, and some of them were still on their horses and striking.

Batch after group, the Bohemians swept swiftly past the flanks of the Genoese formation, and some of the daring ones even rushed straight into the gaps between the formations, rushing very close to the Genoese.

The muffled sound of the crossbow suddenly sounded, and the big canopy bolts flew towards the Bohemians who were too close, and as the horses neighed, several unlucky ones fell from their horses, which made the other Bohemians dare not get too close.

"Dense formation, forward." The officer shouted orders and glared angrily at the Bohemians who had been harassing him all the time, which made him finally curse angrily, "Go ahead, since they don't come, let's go and kill all the hillbillies from the south!" ”

The hillbillies from the south, naturally, speak of the Agri, and this phrase caused a lot of Genoese to cry.

Forward, as long as you get closer, you can teach the Montina a hard lesson.

They firmly believe that in addition to shooting from a distance, just showing their weapons at the hillbillies at a very close distance can scare them away.

All the Genoese soldiers thought so, so they endured the oncoming bullets.

All the Genoese officers thought the same thing, so they urged the soldiers to advance in a dense formation towards the Front de Montina.

Cargino thought so, he did not believe that the Montina could confront him head-on in such a field battle, so when he saw his army set foot on the river beach, he had already signaled his retinue to pour him wine to quench his thirst.

Everything was so smooth that it even made Cargino a little tedious.

Until he first heard a cannon shot, and then saw a bloodshed as a cannonball fell on his ranks.

Then more shells fell on the Genoese in dense formation.