Carlo tugged the bow in his hand, feeling that the bowstring was a little loose, so he twisted the top of the hinge twice, and when it was right, he stretched out his tongue and gently licked the tail of the arrow to make the feather smoother, and then put the arrow on the string.

There was a very soft rustling sound from behind the bushes, and although it was early morning, it was not yet fully light, and in the sparse white starlight, Carlo saw a wild boar slowly coming out from behind the bushes.

The boar had apparently been hanging out all night, perhaps having eaten his fill, and was about to return to his den for a good night's sleep.

So it seemed a little unsettled at this time, an ugly head full of manes dangling back and forth, like a drunkard who didn't come home because of a hangover.

There was a slight strain in Caro's hand, and the slight tugging of the bowstring seemed unusually loud in the silence of the morning.

The boar seemed to sense the danger at once, and suddenly it stopped and looked around, and then it seemed to hear some strange sound, and its ears flapped.

"Poof~" A muffled sound sounded from the side of the boar's neck, and with this sound like piercing leather, the boar seemed to be struck by an invisible force, and the whole body suddenly lifted to the side, and the four thick hooves trembled and kicked up in the air in an instant!

"Hit!" Hiding behind a tree, Bellery shouted, and he ran after Carlo towards the boar, which was rolling and struggling, and then watched as the hunter seized the opportunity to ride on the boar, and then tore its neck with a dagger.

With the last shrill hiss, the boar's four hooves, which were shaking, slowly stopped, and after two more slight shakings, it finally stopped breathing.

"You look pretty good," Boleri said with some surprise, looking at Carlo, "a good hunter." ”

"I feed on this," muttered Carlo in a low voice, as he glanced at Bellery, tied the boar's hooves with a rope around his waist, and threaded it with a stick that had been prepared in advance, "and we will bring it back so that we can all not starve for at least five days." ”

"In less than five days, Miss's army will come at any time," Bellery looked down the hill, by this time the sun had already shown its head, and a soft pink light was slowly pouring out from under the undulating horizon, and the whole Agri plain was slowly waking up, "We will be able to go back soon, Miss will take back everything that belongs to the Cosenza family, and no one will want to take a little, if we are lucky the robbers may not have stolen all the salt and spices from the storeroom, we can eat roast pork in the village." ”

Carlo didn't answer Bellery's words, he just walked ahead with a stick.

"Do you have anything to say?"

Bellery stopped suddenly, and Carlo had no choice but to stop, and he put down the stick on his shoulder and turned to look at Bellery.

"That Master Cambrai said he would make us homesteaders," Carlo finally said, "That's why I'm willing to take the risk, but now listen to what you mean, that Master Cambrai's words don't seem to count, do they?" ”

"What are you talking about, those granges, the land, the livestock, and everything in the farms belong to the Cosenza family, what is the power arrangement of that Gombray," Boleri looked at Carlo with a smile, "who does he think he is, and who do you think he is, he has nothing to do with the Cosencha family." ”

Carlo's face slowly darkened, and his wrinkled face, which had been blown by the wind all year round, was even more ugly.

"So, everything I've done is useless? I don't have anything now, but you're telling me that I can't get anything for all this I've done, right? Caro angrily grabbed the dagger he had just used to slit the boar's throat at his waist and stared at Bellery, "Tell me if that's the case?" ”

Bellery's face sank as well, and he looked at Caro's hand holding the knife, and slowly took two steps to the side.

"Why, don't you think that's fair?" Bellery grabbed the branch of a tree next to him and broke it hard, with a "click", the branch broke in response, and Bellery pulled it hard, tearing off the attached bark and tender tendons, "Let me tell you what you will get, Miss will reward you with a sum of money, enough for you and your wife to live a good life, if you want, you can also go to the army, that way you can earn more, and that's it, don't expect anything else." ”

"It's not fair," Carlo shouted, he pulled out his dagger and shook it in front of his eyes, "see this, I'm going to teach you a lesson first, and then I'm going to find that Cambrai, I'm going to make you pay!" ”

"Then let's try it!" Bellery roared, and the branch in his hand made a muffled sound in the air, "I want you to know too!" ”

Suddenly, both of them clenched the guy in their hands, their eyes widened angrily, and they burst out with the momentum of not hesitating to fight.

At this moment, in the quiet morning light, a shadow brought up by a slightly swaying black dot suddenly jumped from a distance.

Then another, and then more and more black dots swayed, because they obscured the sunlight on the distant horizon, and pulled out a long shadow on the ground, which kept changing from the horizon to the hillside, and looked like the light and shadow of some ancient ritual.

"What's wrong?" Carlo noticed something strange first, he put away his dagger and looked at the end of the plain, and when he saw the shadows flickering on the plain, he stretched out his hand to Bellery and signaled, "See, there's someone over there." ”

Bellery threw it at the branch, and he jumped on a higher stone and looked at it closely, and gradually a smile appeared on his face, until at last he shouted excitedly: "Yes, Miss!" Miss is here! ”

Bellery shouted and jumped off the stone, and he no longer ignored Carlo next to him, but ran down the hill.

At the same time, his mouth was still making a loud "roar" and "roar", which even Alexander and Elliot on the hillside could hear clearly.

Elliott's face changed slightly, and he was a little worried that Frederick's men might have arrived.

He had been let go of the farm because too many people had seen it, so Frederick's men didn't say anything about him.

But in such a wilderness, it would not be difficult for Frederick's men to kill him quietly.

"This is Bolery, and he sounds a little excited," Alexander stood up, listened carefully and looked into the distance, and then whispered, "Shosha is here." ”

Hearing Alexander's words, Elliot first breathed a sigh of relief, and then he lowered his voice and said to Alexander, "So everything is as we said last night?" ”

Alexander looked at Elliot and nodded slightly.

On this hillside last night, he and Elliott had just made a private agreement.

An agreement that may mean nothing to him now, but will not be known in the future.

Bolery was too excited, but when he ran down the hill, he realized that the teams that seemed to be close were actually far away, and if he just stood in the field and waited, he might miss it.

Then he immediately turned and ran up the hill, trying to stand on a high spot to attract the attention of the Khisa.

Alexander was now standing on a protruding stone facing the plain, and he looked at the shadows of the procession that flickered in the morning light in the distance, and after a little contemplation, he whispered a few words to Ulliu.

Uliuu turned and ran toward the camp, and when he returned, he had a musket and a small box of gunpowder in his hand.

Elliott's eyes seemed to casually glance over the musket in Ulliu's hand.

What had happened last night shocked him the most was not the brief but bloody killing, but the strange firearm in the Moorish man's possession.

The rate of fire, which was much faster than any arquebus he knew, really frightened Elliott, and it was one of the reasons why he ventured to stay a short distance to observe and hope that the men would escape.

However, he knew that it would be unwise to recklessly ask him to show him that kind of firearm at this time, and perhaps Alexander would be wary of him because of this, and he was indeed not willing to give up the land of the Agri River just like that.

"Wait, don't rush." Elliot told himself that he didn't think it would be difficult to get his hands on how to make this firearm, and he was even thinking about how to get close to the monk who looked so much like him.

The light and shadow in the distance were getting shorter and slower, but they were getting closer.

Alexander watched as Ulliu, who was already quite skillful, took two steps back after loading his musket, he was really not used to the choking smell of gunpowder.

When the gunshots rang out in the open field, Alexander looked at Elliot next to him and noticed a flash of excitement on his face, and Alexander had a general idea of it.

"I will soon have Frederick's intentions passed on to the Duchess of Venosa," Elliott had suggested just last night, "Frederick's wife, Alfred's mother, Isabella of Venossa, is not an easy woman to deal with, and I am sure she would not have given up if she heard the news." ”

"Is this Isabella of Venosa very good?" Alexander remembered the slightly exaggerated look on Elliot's face and the words he had said when he asked this with some curiosity.

"Oh, that woman, not a fuel-efficient lamp, not only does she have a large territory of her own, but she also has a very good army, and most importantly, the territory in her family's possession is too important for Naples, so much so that Frederick's father had to let his son marry her, so that those territories could not be taken away by others."

"If so, doesn't that mean that it is impossible for Frederick to marry Josa?" Alexander breathed a sigh of relief, and he himself could not tell whether it was because Frederick was unable to annex the Agri Plain as he wished, or because he was unable to marry Josha.

But Elliott obviously didn't want Alexander to be completely relieved, and then he changed his words: "But this does not seem to be too much of a hardship for Frederick, it only depends on which marriage he values more, you must know that the Neapolitan royal family has a good relationship with the Holy See, and they are still in-laws with the Pope." Therefore, if Frederick was determined to divorce his wife and marry Miss Cosenza, it would not seem too difficult. ”

Hearing this, Alexander, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, couldn't help frowning again.

"So how about we make a deal?" It was at such times that Elliott made this suggestion: "I will find a way to sabotage Frederick's plan for marriage." ”

"And what do you want?" Alexander asked, of course he knew that this man could not be so kind to help, "It won't be that you want me to help you complete the marriage between Jisha and your father." ”

"I wouldn't be so stupid to ask you to do such a thing," Elliott smiled slightly, "I only hope that in the future, if possible, you can be a friend between Cosenza and Taranto." ”

Recalling Elliot's sincere expression, Alexander felt that he had a little bit of a desire to believe him.

The sound of muskets still echoed through the open fields, and in the distance the rapidly advancing ranks seemed to have come to a standstill, and then a few cavalry broke away from the group and headed towards the hillside.

They appeared cautious, stopping at a great distance to observe, and when they were finally sure who they were seeing, one of them immediately blew the horn they were carrying.

The whole team rushed down the hillside, and the sound of the horses stepping on the ground was heartwarming, and looking at the team, Alexander felt for the first time some real desire in his heart.

Master such an army!

Only by mastering such power in your own hands can you survive in this era!

From here, Alexander made up his mind.

Josha was in the middle of the group, and although it was early in the morning, the sun was unbearable enough, and when he saw Josha with her head and face wrapped in a veil approaching him, Alexander could even hear her breathing heavily from the sultry heat, and perceive that she was crumbling despite her persistence.

Bellery ran to Jartha, but Alexander reached out, and under Bellery's glare, he grabbed Chelsea by the waist and gently lifted her off the horse.

"My lord, Miss is tired, we never stopped running all the way, and we ate on the road on the horse." Mahimo kept talking, but he didn't look much better, sweating profusely and trembling legs made him look like he had just been caught and chased for two days, and he fell off his horse limply before he could even wait for Uliu to come and help.

"I know, I know," Alexander whispered in his little ear, drenched in her sweaty little ear, feeling the heat of the body of Josha who was holding her arms and leaning weakly in his arms, "You've done your job, I'll do the rest." ”

The body in his arms suddenly stiffened slightly, as if he was about to struggle out of his arms, but then he softened weakly.

"You promised me," said Josha's low and feeble voice, "you promised me never to let Agri be snatched away." ”

"Yes, I promised you, so it's time for me to keep my word, but before that you need to get some sleep." After saying that, Alexander carefully carried the Shosha and walked towards a large rock on the hillside.

After putting the Shosha on the shady ground, looking at the tired and completely dazed Shosha, Alexander paused for a moment, then lowered his head and kissed her lightly on the wet forehead: "Sleep well, wait for me to come back my little sister." ”

When Alexander came out from behind the stone, he saw that everyone at the bottom of the slope looked at him strangely, especially Bellery's strange eyes, and he realized that his time behind the stone seemed to be a little long.

But he didn't care about it now, and went down the slope to look at the bohemians, and it was only then that Alexander realized that the bohemians were still in good spirits after several days of traveling, and it seemed that the previous exhaustion had not affected them much.

Alexander believed that these bohemians had a deep influence on him at least in their suffering.

The next thing is to see how they perform on the real battlefield.

"I'm going to take the farm over there." Alexander said, "Take the farmstead, and you will be paid enough!" ”

"Miao~"

The bohemians were murderous in an instant~