If the fall of the Viceroyalty of Seville meant the defeat of the rebellion of the Andalusian nobility, the death of Don Bavi, Duke of Buhalanse, put an end to the turmoil that might have followed.

At least that's what Gonzalo thinks.

In fact, before, Gonzalo did not think about opening the net and letting the rebels escape.

It is not a new method to raise a self-respect, since ancient times, many feudal officials, and generals with heavy troops have relied on this method to maintain their power.

However, the appearance of the Sicilian army made him change his mind.

It seemed to him that the Sicilian army had arrived at a good time, and just as he hesitated whether to put an end to the rebellion or to leave himself some excuse to continue to show his strength in the south, their presence was simply a gift from God to him.

What's more, Gonzalo knew very well that the Sicilian army was completely different from the rebels, and if the rebels were not eliminated as soon as possible, the situation in Andalusia might change unexpectedly.

So when he heard that Don Bavi had been killed by his servants, Gonzalo did not show any emotion, but immediately ordered the news to be spread throughout the city of Seville.

He had to put down the rebellion as soon as possible, and although Seville had fallen, it would take some time to recover all of Andalicia, but he couldn't wait.

And he also knew that the Sicilians could not give him this time.

To Gonzalo's surprise, the Sicilians did not seem to be in a hurry to take Seville, and their army launched an attack on the city south of the Guadaville River, although not at a rapid pace.

This made Gonzalo somewhat strange, because the south of the city was not the main place for the rebels to defend, so the rebels' resistance was not so fierce, but even so, the Sicilians still pushed forward slowly, which made him feel that this kind of behavior was even more strange.

Gonzalo ordered the army to be on alert, and as the rebels in various parts of the city were either annihilated or surrendered, the enemies of the Castilian army gradually became the Sicilian army on the other side.

At the same time, another place of interest in the city of Seville caught Gonzalo's attention.

Although it was known that the rebels had broken through, everyone's attention was focused on the capture of the Doge's Palace.

Now they were able to keep their eyes in the direction of the Guadaville River, only to find that the fighting there was unexpectedly fierce.

In order to flee for their lives, the Andalusian nobles showed extraordinary fighting power, and by this time all the nobles already knew that if they did not open the road to the south in time before the Sicilians could occupy the entire southern city, they would be surrounded by the Guadaville River.

At this time, the rebel nobles, who had completely killed the red eye, gave up their intrigue and no longer retained their strength, and they led their respective armies to stubbornly resist the royal army that came from all sides and tried to surround them, and at the same time organized fierce attacks again and again, trying to break through the Catalans' defenses.

The artillery in the auxiliary forts on both sides of the Grand Knight's Castle was still stubbornly aimed in the direction of the upper and lower reaches of the Guadaville River.

Although he had been suggested on more than one occasion that he should move his gun positions as soon as possible to shell the rebels who were trying to break through the bridge over the Guadaville River, Tiego refused.

He simply ordered the mercenaries to use the fortifications I had built on the side of the bridge to fend off the rebels, and he would keep an eye on the river from time to time.

The ferocity of the Catalans was on full display at this moment, and they took advantage of the convenience of hiding behind the rudimentary but useful fortifications to shoot the enemy with their bows and crossbows at the rebels who tried to cross the bridge or venture across the river.

However, while the rebels sometimes had to retreat temporarily because of their losses, some Catalans simply jumped out from behind the fortifications to provoke the enemy.

Shirtless, they wielded axes and their characteristic short, but unusually thick and wide kula machetes to make all sorts of humiliating movements towards the fleeing enemy, and some even ran to the bridge to slash the wounded soldiers who had not yet had time to escape.

"It seems that there is no problem for the time being." Tiego said to the mercenary captain next to him, "As long as the Castilians don't attack, we'll be safe." ”

The captain didn't say anything but nodded, knowing that although both sides were Castilian, the army commanded by Gonzalo was not the same as these rebels who were only on the run.

Looking at Wang Jun, who seemed to be approaching at the end of the street in the distance, the captain lowered his voice and said to Tiego, "Do you think the Sicilians will help us if necessary?" ”

Seeing the captain's worried look, Tiego also whispered comfort: "Don't worry, everything is planned, believe me, the queen's expectations for you are beyond your own expectations." ”

Gonzalo finally realized that something was wrong, for as it took longer to hear reports from various units and give orders, he found that his royal army was too scattered.

In order to compete with the Sicilians to seize the north of the city as soon as possible, the Castilian army sent all but the model army.

Their results were also brilliant, and in almost a day, the north of Seville fell completely.

The price to be paid was that Wang's army was spread throughout the north of the city, and it was impossible to reconcentrate for a while.

Gonzalo was aware of the crisis.

His model army numbered 2,500 men.

As far as he knew, the Royal Grenadier Regiment, which was regarded as elite by the Queen of Sicily, numbered about 2,000 people.

The difference in strength between the two sides is not very large.

However, the Sicilians were not in a hurry to attack the south of the city, so most of their armies were still gathered.

Before, it seemed that this was a loss, but now it seems that no matter how you look at it, it seems that you are prepared in advance for the next battle.

And unlike the other generals who took the territory very seriously, Gonzalo vaguely guessed that the brother and sister on the other side seemed to want to achieve their goal by destroying their main force.

"Once the enemy's living force is destroyed, the enemy's territory, castle and resources are naturally at your fingertips."

Standing at the table, Josa explained to the Sicilian generals, who seemed to be a little complaining: "Don't think that you have suffered a loss now, defeating Gonzalo on the other side, and the whole of Seville is your spoils. ”

The generals looked at each other, and some shrugged helplessly.

They actually understood that the queen was right, but they couldn't help but itch when they watched the Casdirians on the other side of the river frantically plundering war gifts.

In addition, some of them believed that the queen must have been instigated by her brother to prohibit the army from plundering and occupying the southern parts of the city as soon as possible.

After all, since the Duke of Rome Thesia had declared himself the rightful heir of Castile, he naturally would not watch "his domain" be destroyed by foreign troops.

It's just that everyone knows that the relationship between the queen's brothers and sisters is quite good, so no one openly expresses dissatisfaction.

It's just that Jisha has already seen the clue from their demeanor.

In fact, these contradictions were also expected by Alexander and her, and the grievances and grievances between the three countries of the Iberian Peninsula were still entangled even centuries later.

As for now, Castile and Aragon are not even united.

"My brother has promised that after the occupation of Andalusia, he will bear all the expenses of the Sicilian army in Castile."

The generals were immediately excited by his words, and although few of them knew exactly how much money it was, they could guess that it was a lot of money when they thought about it.

The enormous attrition required for expeditions to foreign countries was terrible, and ancient armies would replenish themselves by plundering supplies from enemy countries by fighting and feeding themselves.

But this more or less does not apply to the Sicilian army.

Neither Castile nor Aragon was an enemy nation in the clear sense of the word, which made plunder unlawful and justified, and could even be reprimanded or even punished if it was too tyrannical.

But if the duke, who was the future master of Castile, opened his mouth, then the meaning would naturally be different.

Although the duke took the initiative to take on the supply of the army, he might not be able to reap enough benefits as he plundered himself, but it should not be too bad.

With this in mind, the Sicilian generals were less obtrusive, and they could also feel that as the Queen's authority became more and more apparent, she became more and more strict with her subordinates.

Watching the generals leave one after another, the corners of her mouth slightly hooked up into an imperceptible arc, but when she heard the footsteps, she immediately made herself look expressionless again.

It wasn't until I saw Alexander walking in that I showed that somewhat peculiar smile.

"Why are you so happy," said Alexander, as he walked over to the Josha, his eyes looking at the map on the table, and asked as he asked, "have you heard, Don Bavi?" ”

"I've heard that," Tsusa's mood suddenly became a little agitated, "We're going to fight Gonzalo head-on. ”

"Yes."

Alexander only answered this and did not speak again, his gaze never left the map, and his expression was extremely serious.

Josa didn't bother Alexander, she knew he had a lot on his mind at this time.

Unlike the Sicilians, and even unlike her, Alexander had to think more about the Andalusian rebels than the royal army of Castile.

If she only had to figure out how to eliminate the opponent in front of her, then Alexander had to think about what the consequences of such a battle would be.

Because of these concerns, they have to work out a more appropriate plan.

"There are reports that some Andalusian nobles have already surrendered to us, especially those south of Seville."

Hearing Zhisa's words, Alexander frowned slightly, he knew that it was not appropriate to give orders publicly at this time, but this did not prevent him from saying his actual thoughts in private.

"Andalusian ......"

Although Alexander only said this sentence and did not continue, the strange look in his tone still made a glint in his eyes.

She quickly realized something from these brief words, which made the small baton in her hand tighten slightly.

"The nobles of Castile are too conservative to see any changes, or rather not want to admit them," Alexander said to him, "perhaps a Gonzalo will make them more brilliant than ever, but in the end they will ruin the opportunity that God has given them because of their stupidity." ”

Josha listened half-incomprehensibly, she knew that sometimes Alexander would say things that even she couldn't understand for a while, but the experience of the past few years had given her an almost blind trust in Alexander.

She believed that his inexplicable words always had a reason for them, and that they would always prove to be right in the end.

For example, the sugar cane plantations of Crete have become giants that dominate the tables of Europe, and with their near-monopoly sugar business, they can be said to be sucking in huge wealth every day, and their profits are unimaginable.

"The Europe of the future is destined to belong to the monarchs, and the power of the territorial nobility will inevitably be weakened," Alexander said to him, "We are the pioneers of the promotion of the authority of the monarch, so the nobles must give up their rights." ”

Jisha nodded thoughtfully, she herself is a monarch, so she naturally understands the meaning of Alexander's words.

Although there have been many wise monarchs in history who have established royal power for a time by virtue of their personal charisma and authority, the result is often that with the death of these emperors, the royal power declines again and the aristocracy becomes strong again.

This is because those men have achieved their own power only by themselves, and with their death and the incompetence of their successors, this rule without a solid system will inevitably fall apart.

"What we need to build is a kingdom with the king as the sole ruling authority, not a state in which the king and the nobility rule together," Alexander said to Jisha, "so the nobles must cede their rights." ”

Jossa nodded slightly, her gaze falling on the map, which was an old map of the city of Seville.

Such a map is of course not very meaningful, but in general some important places are clearly marked, among which the castle of the Grand Knight, which faces the bridge over the Guadaville River to the north of the city, is marked with a very eye-catching castle appearance.

"Send someone to tell Tygo that we can't give him enough help now," Alexander whispered, staring at the castle of the Grand Knight, "but I want him to turn this castle into a hell for the Andalusian nobles." ”

Zhisa nodded silently, she already knew Alexander's intentions by this time.

The Andalusian nobility rebelled because they did not want to give up their power.

This was intolerable for either Ferdinand or Alexander.

At this time, if you were to fight directly with the Castilian army, you might be able to get the desperate Andalusian nobles to take refuge, but in the long run it would be no good to do so.

Any new order is built on the ruins of the old order, and with the establishment of the new order, the defenders of the old order are bound to be reluctant to give in.

The aristocratic traditions of the Iberian Peninsula are too long, and the traditions that have been ingrained for centuries have allowed them to form a group that is difficult to shake.

However, this tradition has not been without its blows, and the Moors have historically nearly completely dismantled Christendom in Iberia.

The Reconquista once again completely destroyed the pagan social structure that had been formed over the centuries under the influence of the Moors.

Historically, Isabella and his wife took advantage of this chaos to establish the first kingdom with true monarchical authority in modern European history.

However, even so, for various reasons, Spain was still greatly constrained by the aristocracy for a long time afterward.

Even in the following centuries, the decline of the Spanish Empire and the hardening of the aristocracy were inextricably linked.

Alexander didn't want to be constrained by the old powers when he built his empire, so he had to do more thoroughly than the Isabella couple in history.

"Thiegor may be facing an unprecedented test, but hopefully he will persevere."

Jossa whispered, her voice slightly regretful, after all, the fierce battle that was about to take place was to be faced by the Catalans of Tiego alone.

They are likely to be attacked by both the Castilian army and the noble rebels.

But there was a glint of excitement in her eyes, and Alexander's ambition thrilled her.

At this moment, she secretly vowed: "No matter what happens in the future, I will never give my brother to another woman, not even in the name of my sister!" ”

A few ragged Castilian soldiers sneakily carried a large sack and walked along the shadows of the eaves of the houses on the side of the street.

Although some people occasionally notice them and speculate that they may have grabbed something amazing, but seeing that they are so powerful, no one wants to take the initiative to provoke these **.

The soldiers would have been very careful to hide if they saw a large group of troops, so they moved very slowly, and it was almost dark that they finally reached a step by the river that seemed to be used to dock some small boats to deliver vegetables to the nearby market.

After some scrambling, the men dragged a boat out of the hole in the bridge under the steps.

They put the sacks on the boat, and several men rowed the boat to the opposite shore with both hands and feet.

Although it was getting late, their actions still attracted the attention of the Wang soldiers who fell in love with a pair of passing soldiers.

After a loud inquiry was not answered, the soldiers of the royal army began to shoot arrows at the boat.

It's just that the night is falling, and the distance is getting farther and farther away, looking at the boat that is bumping on the river in embarrassment, but gradually moving away, the captain of the Wang Jun team can only curse in a low voice, and then leave helplessly.

The boat struggled to float down the Guadaville until it was spotted by a Sicilian army on the other side of the river that had entered the south of Seville.

When these men and the sack that had been left open were brought to Alexander, Alexander couldn't help but smile softly as he looked at the bewildered auxiliary bishop.

"Your Excellency, someone is waiting for you." Alexander smiled at the auxiliary bishop who had just been lifted out of the sack and said, "Please go this way, sir." ”

The auxiliary bishop walked forward with a blank face, and when he saw Alexander VI in front of him, the auxiliary bishop sat down on the ground with his legs limp.