Carlo was a little surprised by Alexander's order, but he immediately gave the order to the trumpeter next to him.

For a while, the horn sounded in the sky above the camp, and many Agri people were stunned for a moment, and then they threw away their things and ran in the direction of the horn.

Alexander frowned slightly at the Agri, who were much slower than usual, and he noticed that many of them were bulging, and some of them were still dropping things as they ran, and when the Agri finally gathered, Alexander looked at them carefully.

"So this is my army," he said back to Caro, "and if there is an enemy attack at this time, I don't think most of the people here will be able to escape at all." ”

"My lord, there is too much loot here, and it is common for them to take something." Carlo whispered, he wanted to defend his men, but he also knew that no matter how much he argued, it seemed that he had become a little lost at the moment when he suddenly saw the Agri who had such a great wealth in front of him.

Alexander only shook his head at Carlo's defense, and it was true that he did not order the army to be called up for the purpose of teaching.

"The Coalition knows that if the logistical camp is lost, it may be attacked and recaptured, so it is necessary to be prepared," Alexander said to Carlo, "Gather all the prisoners, these are precious hostages, and we can count on them to resist the Coalition attack if necessary, knowing that if any more enemy appears, it will not be just a heavy cavalry." ”

"My lord, what if we leave with enough things now?" Carlo asked a little hesitantly, he didn't think his proposal was cowardly, but he was a little strange why Alexander insisted on staying in the camp where there seemed to be nothing to rely on for defense, knowing that a strong enemy might come.

Alexander chuckled, not angry at Carlo's desire to avoid the enemy, but rather somewhat relieved.

"That's good, Caro, at least you didn't blindly follow my orders, you know that I don't want you to be a pure echoworm, and one day you will have to lead an army of your own, so it is really important for you to have your own ideas," Alexander said as he looked at the Agri who were preparing, "but we really can't leave here now, because it's in our favor now, Carlo, you don't know who you've captured, or you think they're just a penny of ransom, But just one Imperial Prime Minister is enough to drive the entire coalition army crazy, not to mention so many nobles who come with him, but before that we can prepare for a battle with the enemy, only then the coalition will obediently negotiate a ransom with us. ”

Carlo listened as if he didn't understand, he only knew that there would be another war soon, which made him both nervous and a little excited, the previous battle with the heavy cavalry made Carlo feel the great satisfaction of galloping on the battlefield and the great satisfaction of victory, which made him suddenly feel that his previous life seemed to have become colorless, he wondered if it was okay if he was suddenly allowed to return to work in the fields of Agri, or go back to be a hunter, or when he experienced such a life-and-death battle and excitement, These Agri's people are no longer used to that ordinary life.

The thirst for battle was quietly becoming something etched into the hearts of the Agri, especially after seeing such an abundance of loot, they became full of thirst for battle.

"I will keep my promise that all of you will have enough wealth for your children and grandchildren to live comfortably, but be prepared before then, or your wealth may be taken away by someone else."

Alexander's words caused a sense of crisis among the Agri, and except for something that did not affect their fighting, they threw away the burdens they were carrying, and the atmosphere of the whole camp began to become tense, and under the watchful eyes of the captives who were gathered and somewhat uneasy, the Agri began to dismantle the camp and build temporary fortifications according to Alexander's orders.

"Let the captives do the same, but beware of someone escaping."

Alexander ordered Apelo Ofleiil to follow him to the outside of the camp, looking back at this messy place that looked like a big bazaar, Alexander couldn't help but shake his head slightly, it was really hard to imagine such a scene on a battlefield, but he knew that this should be a unique landscape of this era, in fact, even in a few centuries, as long as there is an army stationed, it will often seem to be more lively, or it will make more people rich, but looking at this camp that even the circus has, Alexander still felt a little funny, and thinking that such absurdity would continue for decades with the protracted Italian war, Alexander felt that things were not so strange.

After all, there will be many people who will be entangled in this war for the rest of their lives, and even their fate will be part of the decades-long war that broke out on the Italian peninsula, so it is normal to make a living and seek pleasure in the war.

"We must resist the first attack of the enemy," Alexander said to Ofleiil Jr., "and tell me if there is a place near me where I can hide people, I mean where I can hide the cavalry." ”

"Your Excellency, are you going to let the Bohemians hide?" Apelo Ofleiil thought for a moment and asked, and when he saw Alexander's inquiring look, he mustered up the courage to continue: "Such a place is a little far away, and if you allow me, I think it may be possible to place the Bohemians in the river a little further away from this camp, which is a little low-lying, but no one will notice that there are people hiding in the river unless you look at it." ”

Alexander looked at little Ofleiil with some surprise, the stonemason's nephew looked a little nervous at this time, but there was a hint of intelligence in his eyes.

"Or maybe you're right, then let's go see your river."

Alexander nodded, he knew that Apelo Ofreil was more familiar with this place than he was, and his words were important advice, but he still needed to see for himself.

The river channel that Offleiyi the Younger is talking about is a small river that flows from east to west, and the direction of the river should be from the direction of Rome to the Sea of Tyrenian, but perhaps because of the topography, the river here becomes slightly rapid, and although the river is not widened, the channel has become much deeper.

Looking at the rocky sloping riverbank, and looking back at the looming camp, Alexander could also understand the reason why the coalition forces had placed the logistics camp here, probably because of the proximity to the river, and the fear of flooding the camp due to the rain and flooding of the river.

"This is a fitting hideaway," Alexander nodded approvingly, and when he saw little Ofrey look excited, he waved his hand to go back, "You'll be with me for the rest of the time, and I'll need your knowledge of the terrain in this area, and if possible, a more detailed map as soon as possible, which is important to us." ”

Apelo Ofrey immediately nodded excitedly, and at the same time clenched his pocket, which contained the sketch he had drawn earlier.

The advantage of having more people is that he can get a lot of busy work done as quickly as possible, and when Alexander returned to the camp, he was slightly surprised to find that the camp had changed significantly.

Many of the wagons had been pushed in the direction where the enemy might appear, and several of the obstructive tents had been torn down and replaced with improvised barriers formed by some debris piled up on the stakes on which the tents had been erected.

The cannon was cast in bronze, with a faint green sheen and elaborate patterns etched into its body, and from the huge muzzle of the cannon, one can guess how terrible it would be to be hit by a shell fired by such a cannon.

"My lord, I really didn't expect to find a cannon," Carlo said excitedly, slapping the cannon with his hand and making a muffled thud, and then he said excitedly, "We also found some gunpowder, although it is not very large, but it is just right for us." ”

Alexander circled around the artillery with satisfaction, he knew that because it was not easy to transport and store gunpowder, most of the troops at this time carried a sufficient amount of gunpowder, and this logistics camp seemed to be more about providing food and various daily necessities for the coalition army, so it was already rare to find an artillery gun and not too much gunpowder.

In fact, if you think about it, you can know that it is not realistic to let these nobles travel with a large amount of gunpowder and cannon weapons.

"How's Miyasami-sama?" Alexander asked, Alexander attached great importance to the nobleman of the Kotschach family in Salzburg, and he knew that whether he could negotiate with the coalition forces and get the return he hoped would depend on the importance of this palace minister on the side of the coalition forces.

"He is fine, my lord," said Carlo, pursing his lips disapprovingly, "not only insisted that his servant continue to serve him, but also demanded that his supper be filled with pigeon meat in the evening, for yesterday he had eaten quail for his supper, and according to him, it was discredited to eat the same thing for two days in his position." ”

"Give it to him, and give him whatever he wants," Alexander nodded disapprehantly, "as long as he is cheerful and honest, he can meet his requirements." ”

Seeing Carlo leave helplessly, Alexander smiled, he knew that his cavalry captain should be very unaccustomed to those nobles, but he thought that there was more jealousy here.

"Apero, you're a stonemason, tell me if you think we can hold off the enemy with this arrangement?"

After walking around the camp, Alexander asked little Ofrey, "I know that stonemasons are good architects, or at least I know a good stonemason, and maybe one day I can introduce you to him." ”

"My lord, I know, it's Master Michelangelo," said little Ofrey with a little excitement, "I've seen his masterpiece, and to tell you the truth, if you could introduce me to him, I'd rather share the spoils less." ”

"It's not difficult, now tell me what you think of this camp," Alexander said casually, he didn't really care what little Ofleuil would say, but he still wanted him to talk more and gradually dispel his nervousness, "Do you think we can stop it?" ”

"I think it would be possible, but I think it would be better if the carriages weren't laid out so flat." The little stonemason said casually, and seeing Alexander's inquiring look, he licked his lips and continued: "I mean, if the enemy rushes in front of those fortifications, our men have to lean out and kill them, which is not good, if the carriage is not so flat, you can shoot at the side a little obliquely, right?" ”

Alexander's feet stopped, and he looked at little Ofrey in some surprise, and Alexander, who had not expected to hear any advice from him, felt that he had really had a surprise.

"Your solution is good, Apero now you can tell them what you said, and let them renovate the fortifications as you say." Alexander smiled and commanded, the accident caused by the little stonemason made him feel that he had really gained a lot from this trip, and at this time, looking at the camp that had already lit torches as the sky was getting dark, he turned and walked towards the palace minister's tent.

Alfred von Kotschach was enjoying his dinner, which consisted of a hare's hind leg meat, some smoked fish, a glass of wine and a plate of quail minced meat that he had requested himself.

Gong Xiang obviously does not like vegetables but prefers meat, and when he saw Alexander walk in, he was grabbing the meat of the hare's hind leg and tearing the meat of the hare, put down the food in his hand and picked up his wine glass, and after slightly raising his hand to greet his captive enemy, Gong Xiang slowly took a sip.

"Your lord, you probably need to move a little," Alexander looked around the tent, "if the coalition forces don't agree to our terms so well, maybe there will be a fight, and I don't want you to be hurt." ”

"If you weren't so greedy, maybe things would be much easier," Kotschach snorted through his nose, "30,000 ducats, how dare you offer such a large ransom." ”

"As far as I know, Lucrezia Borgia's dowry is about 30,000 ducats, do you think you are not as valuable as the Pope's daughter?"

"How dare you!" Kotschach stood up angrily, his eyes flashing with anger, and after a moment he slowly sat down, "How dare you compare the imperial palace to a lowly bastard, I promise you, you will pay for what you have done today." ”

"Perhaps, but this will only be after you pay the ransom and get out of here." Alexander bowed to the ugly Kotschakh, turned and walked out of the tent.

It was almost completely dark, torches were lit everywhere in the camp, and the captives who were driven to work complained from time to time, but the Agri were not so polite to them, watching a few prostitutes carry a freshly cut branch into the gap between the two rows of carriages, Alexander couldn't help but shake his head slightly, the Agri were obviously a little rough with these women, but he didn't want to stop it, because if his guess was right, the coalition forces that had received the news would not agree to his terms so easily.

However, he was not worried about Paul Busako, because after all, in addition to the palace minister, there were many nobles in his hands, and on this alone, Busako was very safe.

It's just that he doesn't know if Konstantin has already taken Scharren out, after all, this time they are risking so much just to rescue Scharlon.

Alexander had some ideas about why della Rovere attached so much importance to Scharlon, but because he didn't know much, he could only guess wildly.

Alexander's suspicions were confirmed, and in the middle of the night, Busako returned to the camp.

To his surprise, Busako also brought back 2 emissaries.

And these 2 people are no strangers to him.

One of them was Mel de Córdoba, the nephew of the young Castilian nobleman Alexander had met in Naples and the commander of the coalition forces, Gonzalo de Córdoba.

The other is the rather mysterious woman next to the lowland merchant Groghenin, Orgala.