In a remote village at the end of the 15th century, the night was very monotonous.

Lamp oil was very expensive, and if it weren't for Alexander's arrival, the village wouldn't even light it at night, and although the family was wealthier than the rest of the village, they couldn't afford to use real lamp oil, but mutton fat instead.

So the room was not only blackened by the smoke, but also smelled bad.

Alexander: Their arrival did cause a lot of trouble for the people in this village, and at least the accommodation of dozens of people made the whole village jump for a while.

The bohemians were placed in the homes of the families, and whether they wanted to or not, the villagers had to silently accept the arrangement in the face of these strangers with weapons.

The family where Alexander lived was the village chief's house, and it was naturally considered a wealthy family in the village, but even then the house was no more comfortable than the others.

The village chief's house is a large concave shape, except for the large room in the middle as a living room, living room, dining room and all other functions, there is a door on each side of the back wall of the main hall, and there are two passages from these two doors to the back, through which the passage is several meters long, which is the bedroom.

The windows on both sides of the bedroom can be seen from each other, and in the open space in the middle of the bedroom is the family's backyard, where a little vegetable is grown.

Alexander lived in the bedroom on the left side of the house, and when he saw that there were two wooden benches in the room, which were obviously made by the owner, except for a wooden bed, Alexander stretched slightly, and then collapsed on the bed.

Although the house was very cold, the bed was covered with a thick layer of reeds, and it was soft to lie on it, which made Alexander's sleepiness rise all at once.

He had been running around for some time, even when he was in Rome, he had a very stressful day, especially in the past few days, because he had been following him soon after leaving Rome, and then he had been attacked suddenly, so he had not had a good rest for several nights in a row, which made Alexander's body very tired, so as soon as his head touched the bed, fatigue could not help but hit quickly.

Still, he shook his head and tried to sit up, and Carlo hadn't come back yet, which always worried him.

Of all the Agri, Carlo was clearly the most satisfying of them all, a soldier from Orion who was very clever and willing to learn, and now he was trying to learn how to be a good cavalry officer by Nashan's side, and was trying to become an equally good scout using the knowledge he had previously acquired as an Orion.

Alexander had a plan for the future of his army.

He hoped that while still relying on Bohemia today, he could try to make the Agri more disciplined and brave and determined in the various battles in the future, although he knew that in addition to all kinds of effective training, the more important thing was to really fight through blood and fire to cultivate, but he still hoped that the Agri people could master these combat skills through training rather than sacrifice.

The battle that had taken place the night before had made Alexander realize that the key to the army's ability to hold out in the face of danger was to be able to hold out, and if it hadn't been for the early detection of the enemy's situation, and then the Bohemians had sent the Bohemians to attack the enemy's artillery from behind, perhaps the Agri would have collapsed and failed last night.

The battle in the valley of Bruiny shows that the Agri, though not lacking in bravery, clearly lacked disciplined organization, and that they might dare to face enemy attacks and sharp weapons, but they could not rely on the discipline of rigor and prohibition to make their actions a whole.

Severe and effective, even brutal training, this is all Alexander can think of, he has decided to strengthen the ability of the Agri in the battle in the future, although this training has not stopped all the way since he came out of the Agri, but whether it is Bruini or the battle on the bank of the river last night, in fact, the scale of the battle is not very large, and it must be admitted that these two battles are not only not fierce, but even the enemy's commander is not very clever.

It was this kind of luck that made the Agri, although they performed poorly in two battles, the key is that they relied on the help of the Bohemian cavalry on both occasions.

Alexander had to think about what he would do without the support of the Bohemian cavalry, and even how the Agri would be able to resist an opponent such as the Bohemians.

He pondered these questions with a lot of heart, and Alexander did not think that he would always be so lucky, especially considering that although he was far from the real battlefield now, Italy would face a war that lasted for half a century in the future, and he would probably have to stay here for a long time, and one day he might have to face opponents such as Caesar, Gonzalo, and even Louis XII, as long as he thought that he might confront these proclaimed outstanding military geniuses of his time, Alexander felt that he had no other way out than to train a useful army as soon as possible.

Do you want to find another monastery to hide, or take Sophia and the already rich soft to find a place to enjoy the blessings?

Alexander knew it was impossible, and from the day he left Saint Sebalon, he knew he would not be left alone.

Alexander thought wildly, until one of the soldiers outside seemed to knock something down, first with a clattering sound, then with a whisper, and then after a while, the soldier pushed the door in with a steaming wooden basin.

"My lord, you want hot water." The soldier's clothes were wet, and after putting the hot tub on the ground, he cursed in a low voice.

While taking off his boots and soaking his feet in hot water, Alexander casually asked, "What happened just now, did you hit something?" ”

"It's really unlucky," the soldier touched the obvious dark half of his face, "I don't know who put a small car in the aisle when I brought you water just now, and I stepped on it directly, and I fell on it, and the water was all spilled and hit my face." ”

"Little car, child's toy." Alexander smiled slightly, these Agri were all peasant hunters, and of course they were rude in serving people, which made him miss the clever Ulliu.

Even he thought a little about Massimo, compared to the days of intrigue in Rome all day, the time in Naples was very leisurely.

The fatigue from the comfort of the thick bed and the hot water soaking his feet hit again, and Alexander's head was a little heavy, and he told him to think about what he thought was a big deal tomorrow, and now he had to sleep well.

The cold wind howled outside, went to the villages and towns in front to find someone who could repair the bridge, sent people to find Caro, and waited for the army on the other side to find a place where the horses and horses could cross the river, muttering to himself what he would do tomorrow, Alexander slowly fell into a deep sleep.

The night was very thick, and when the wind became quieter in the second half of the night, the moon unexpectedly appeared from behind the scattered dark clouds.

The moonlight gradually brightened, and the frosty moonlight shone unusually brightly on the snow, and the whole village was bathed in this silvery white moonlight.

A group of figures quietly appeared in the jungle outside the village, and in the moonlight, these people approached the village silently, and the weapons in their hands also shone brightly, but this light was not only cold but also dead.

The sudden improvement of the weather was somewhat unexpected, and when he saw the dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipate, the short man had already realized that something was wrong, he did not expect the weather to suddenly improve, and as the moonlight gradually became silver and bright, he knew that something was wrong.

He immediately consulted with his long-haired companions, and soon the two decided to sneak up on each side of the village with a group of people.

"That Cambrai is supposed to spend the night in the village," guessed the short man, "and it should be at the chief's house, so we're aiming for the chief's house, and remember to try not to be found until we find him." ”

"Don't get caught up with his soldiers if you find them," the long-haired man told his men, "The Bohemians are very powerful, but don't forget that we are outnumbered, and our goal is Cambrai, as long as we find him." ”

With this command, the two groups of sneak attackers began to cautiously emerge from the woods, and the most difficult thing for them was how to approach the village, because the moonlight illuminated the empty clearing outside the village covered with heavy snow, and the guards could easily spot it.

Luckily for them, they soon discovered a ditch that the villagers had dug up for irrigation during the dry season of winter, and it was even more fortunate that although the ditch was not deep, the excavated soil happened to be piled up on the side close to the village, thus forming a barrier that the sentinels would not have discovered unless they had been keeping an eye on the ditch.

"St. James bless us, let's go first." The long-haired man let out a low snort, and he was the first to crawl down the shallow ditch to the front, followed by the others quietly closing in on the village.

The short man crouched behind a bulging dirt bag and watched them, and he needed to sneak through a vegetable garden on the other side of the village to make sure that Alexander, who lived in the village chief's house, would not escape from the other place in time if he was discovered.

As long as the soldiers who pestered him, everything would not be a problem, after all, he only brought a few dozen men, most of the soldiers remained on the other side of the river, there were many more people on his side than him, and the people in the village would not help them. The short man was thinking about it.

When he saw that his companions had begun to approach the village rapidly, he waved his hand behind him, and after a little detour, he began to approach the vegetable patch.

Alexander had a dream, he dreamed of Shosha.

Since leaving Naples, he has not been in touch with Josa, although he has written a letter before, but he has not had time to think about his "sister" because of his hurry.

In a trance, Alexander seemed to return to his days in the Villa in the Mid-Levels, and he seemed to see Jossa sitting across the table arguing with him about the distribution of trade between Agri and Cosenza, and some about how the two could join forces to pressure the short-sighted chambers of commerce in Taranto to agree to his terms.

Gradually, sitting across the table, Josha didn't know when he came to his side, and then Alexander felt as if he was saying "No, this is your sister, at least in name", but he put his arm around Josha and began to kiss her brilliant blonde hair, and her smooth and beautiful forehead, and then the two of them curled up and snuggled up to each other on the bed as they had done when they were napping in bed because they were too tired to talk.

Then, as if he saw another familiar figure standing at the head of the bed, he was woken up by a basin of cold water!

Sophia's peculiar laugh rang out of her throat again in Alexander's ears, and she looked triumphantly at the two of them as if they were drenched in soup.

"I'm going to kill this bohemian woman!" Angry, familiar voices rang out again, and she jumped out of bed to grab the musket on the table, which seemed to be the flintlock pistol she had just made the day before.

"Don't get excited, don't get excited, she's still a child, don't worry about her, she's still a child!" Alexander remembers that he had once again pounced on her and tried to stop her.

However, it doesn't seem right.

I didn't seem to be talking about that, kid, why should I say kid?

Is there something wrong with the child?

Alexander was about to wake up by this time, but he seemed to be stuck in his previous dream.

"Why do you say kids, is there anything wrong with it? Remember Alexander, hurry up and remember. Alexander's body moved, but the warmth of the bed made him not want to open his eyes.

The short sword in the long-haired man's hand flashed in the night, and he was already clinging to the shadow under the wall of a house at the edge of the village towards the village chief's house, and there was a shadow walking around the ground not far away, it was a sentry.

He leaned against the wall as close as he could, keeping an eye on the figure reflected on the ground.

When he saw the shadow turn again, the long-haired man quickly flashed out of the corner, and he reached out from behind to hold down the sentry's mouth, and while pulling it back, the short sword in his right hand had already stabbed into the back of the sentry's heart.

The sentry's body shook for a moment before falling downward, and the long-haired man let go of his hand and let him fall, while he raised his arm and waved forward, and a figure immediately and silently surrounded the village chief's house.

Josha was still angry, and Sophia was still laughing in that strange voice as if she had no heart or lungs, and Alexander was a little angry, and he turned his head to scold, but saw that Sophia was dangling a wooden toy car at some point, but the car looked rough and as if it had been stepped on and was about to fall apart.

"Sophia, why did you get the village chief's toy car to play with?" With this casual question, Alexander suddenly found that he was not in a villa in the middle of the mountain, but in this deserted village by the river.

Immediately after, Alexander suddenly woke up from his dream!

He finally knew what was wrong with the village.

Although there are only a few dozen families, there is not a single child in the village from the beginning to the end!

Alexander jumped out of bed at once, and at the same time as his bare feet stepped on the cold ground, a scream sounded not far from his door!