The sound of the horn suddenly sounded in the middle of the team, and the whole team was stunned at first, and then it couldn't help but become a little confused

The sound of the trumpet was no stranger to the Agri or to the queen.

The queen, in particular, even hated the sound of the trumpet.

Because the previous training was often at night before going to bed or just after camping and eating, the nervous sound of the horn ruined their mood for a good night's sleep again and again, especially the Agri sometimes suddenly passed by them, or took them as imaginary enemies, and shouted in their direction with spears and muskets made of branches, which made the queen's men already angry, and now they heard the familiar sound of the trumpet again, and some people couldn't help but get out of the car and curse secretly.

It's just that this time it's a little different.

At first, the Bohemians, instead of gathering together to cooperate with the drills of the infantry, as Alexander had commanded, as they usually did, began to gallop rapidly between the contours.

And some of them carried the scabbards of their sabers in the saddle at their side, while others kept shouting in the procession urging some of the panicked coachmen to restrain their horses that seemed to be frightened.

Then there were the Agri, who, though slightly commotioned at the sound of the trumpet, did not appear to be flustered, but after a while the Agri suddenly became a little confused.

And the queen's men soon discovered that the nearest Agri were slowly turning their wagons around, and then rushing toward their ranks in wagons laden with grain.

The queen's convoy was following behind the grain convoy, and now seeing the grain convoy turning around and running towards them, and one by one they were clearly a little angry, the queen's people couldn't help but be a little nervous.

"In the name of Queen Joanna of Naples, I command you to stand still!" One of the guards shouted loudly, but no one would listen to his words, and he shouted angrily, "What are you going to do?" By this time the convoy of grain had already passed in front of him, and then, while some Bohemian horsemen were shouting and urging their horses, they staggered past the left side of the queen's convoy along the edge of the road, and ran backwards.

At the same time, another group of grain carts came running from the other side of the queen's procession, and they also ran along the right side of the road towards the rear of the queen's procession, despite the queen's men's reprimands, and even when one of the guards noticed that the situation was not right, he immediately drew his sword, but was immediately thrown by a bohemian who happened to meet him, and he was thrown to the ground with a whip in his hand.

"The Agri are going to rebel, and that Gombray is going to be bad for the queen!"

For a moment the queen's procession was in chaos, the servants ran around in a panic, the queen's guards were nervously guarding around the queen's carriage, and the attendants and valets were in a circle close to the carriage in panic.

"What's that Gombray for?" Angry, though equally nervous, Joanna's pride as queen did not allow her to show a hint of fear, and she rose from the carriage and insisted on seeing with her own eyes what had happened, despite the dissuasion of the maids beside her.

"Your Majesty, the situation is not good, the Agri seem to be trying to surround us," Joanna's captain of the guard urged his horse to run, he looked a little angry, in fact he had almost fought with the Agri just now, but then he realized that whether it was the number or the weapons, if the Agri really had a bad plan, he would never be able to stop it" Now their men are surrounding us from both sides of our ranks. ”

"Let Gombray come to me," Joanna looked up, she couldn't let anyone see the nervousness in her heart, "if he won't come, I'll go by myself!" ”

"Your Majesty, this is definitely not too dangerous, I'll go see that Cambrai," the captain of the guard shook his head, he knew that this errand would not be able to run, as the captain he could not let the queen go to danger, he shouted to the guards around him, "protect Your Majesty." ”

The captain turned his horse's head to leave, when someone pointed ahead and shouted, "Look, it's that Cambrai coming." ”

Joanna suddenly clutched the corner of her coat nervously, and by this time she had noticed that as her captain of the guard had said, the Agri were constantly driving the carriage towards them, but to Joanna's slight confusion, they looked as if they were being driven by something, and they were also a little nervous and flustered.

This reassured Joanna a little, and she told herself that she had to be calm and not let the Sicilian see her uneasiness, but when she saw Alexander appear, she couldn't help but tighten the corner of her clothes again because of nervousness.

In fact, Alexander was also nervous.

It was the first time he had to go head-to-head with an army, which he had never experienced before, neither the pressure nor the tension he had ever experienced.

Alexander was nervous, and though he hadn't actually been on the battlefield, he knew very well how small and powerful a single person could be in a situation of chaos, horror, and carnage.

Now he had to deal not with a frenzied and disorderly mob, but with an army alone against the coalition forces of almost every European powerhouse on his first battlefield, Alexander couldn't help but sweat when he thought about it.

But he could not avoid it, and from Carlo's description he knew that not only did the French have a camp high in the valley, but they also seemed to be not only trying to hold it, but that Carlo's men had encountered their cavalry at a great distance from the camp, which meant that they seemed to be preparing to leave the camp, and that the bad thing was that from the direction of the French cavalry, they were about to go down the valley, so that they would soon collide with the food caravan.

When an angry Joanna was about to question him in the words he had prepared, Alexander preemptively said, "Your Majesty, we have encountered the French," and immediately blocked the queen's words.

Joanna looked at Alexander in amazement, she didn't know whether to believe it, but when she saw that the Agri seemed to be equally nervous and slightly flustered, Joanna finally realized that things might be completely different from what her own people imagined, so did she really meet the French?!

The queen was a little nervous at first, and then her face turned red for a moment.

Joanna did not have a good impression of the French, and even hated them.

She always thought that if it weren't for the invasion of King Charles, she would not have fallen to this point, her husband did not even have a decent coronation when he succeeded to the throne in a hurry, and the constant displacement was also the main reason for Ferdinand's early death, and she herself had not had time to enjoy a little dignity as a queen, so she had to leave Naples in embarrassment.

This made Joanna hate the French more deeply than anyone else.

And Joanna quickly realizes that they are in real danger now.

If the Agri could not resist the French, she herself could even become a prisoner, and she was well aware that in her current status she would only be used by the French, without any respect.

"So what are we going to do?" The queen thought of her own situation first, which made her wish to become a captive of the French.

"Your Majesty, I will do my best to keep you safe, it is my duty." Alexander didn't say anything superfluous, but beckoned back slightly, calling someone who surprised Joanna.

A girl in gorgeous armor.

Joanna looked at Sophia in amazement, although she didn't read much as a nobleman, she still heard that there was a woman named Joan of Arc among the French in the past.

It was a strange girl whom the English called her a witch, and the French who saw her as a saint.

It is said that this woman was only a country village girl, and even led the French army to defeat the British at one point.

However, Joanna always thought that it was the French bragging, how could a woman put on armor and take up arms and go to battle?

But now she was surprised to find that there was such a living example standing in front of her.

"Your Majesty, this is Sophia, my wife." Alexander ignored Joanna's surprised look again, "Don't worry, I'll let her stay by your side to protect you." ”

The queen was stunned again, and Sophia was also surprised, she did not know where Alexander was going to take her at first, and when she heard that he was going to let her stay with the queen, Sophia immediately let out a series of dissatisfied protests.

Regardless of the surprised eyes of the people next to him, Alexander leaned out from his horse and hugged Sophia hard, and at the same time comforted her: "Obedient, Nashan and I want to command the army to fight and can't take care of you, so you stay here, and it is safe to be with the queen." ”

Speaking of this, Alexander lowered his voice and whispered in Sophia's ear: "Listen, if the situation is not good, you run away immediately, leave no one alone, and leave us alone, find a way to escape back to Agri, wait there for me and Nashan, we will go back to you, remember to throw away the armor when you run." Seeing Sophia's panicked look, Alexander whispered to comfort her, "Don't be nervous, it's just a precaution, take care of yourself." ”

With that, Alexander shook off Sophia's strong arms, turned his horse's head and ran towards the front of the convoy.

The oncoming cold wind blew a little painful on his face, and Alexander's heart, which was originally hot because of nervousness, couldn't help but clear up with the cold.

"Don't be nervous, follow your usual training, you can do it." Alexandre whispered to himself, and as he slowly calmed down, he began to scrutinize his team.

The sudden appearance of the French made the team a little flustered, and the nervousness spread through the ranks like a plague as quickly as a plague, and if it had not been for the prescient prescient Bohemians who surrounded the convoy and shouted in awe, perhaps the whole team might have collapsed when they first heard that they had encountered the French.

"A group of peasants," said Nathan, urging his horse, and he stood with Alexander on a slightly raised slope as he watched the convoy of cars now crowded around nervously, "only those who survived the first battle could be called soldiers, otherwise they were a group of peasants." ”

Alexander nodded, knowing that Nashan was right.

To his relief, after the inevitable panic at first, the convoy gradually sobered up from its panic, and the Agri soldiers, driven and urged by the Bohemians and the Neapolitan mercenaries, began to follow them nervously.

The grain wagons gathered as tightly as they could, and the soldiers nervously held their spears and looked out through the cracks in the vehicles.

The queen's convoy was encircled in the middle, and several vehicles, which were slightly tall because they were more loaded, were strangely driven into the gap between the two convoys.

"What is that Moorish doing?" Nashan pointed to the slightly obtrusive carriages, and he noticed that Uliuu was jumping out of one and then nimbly climbing onto another.

"That's what Uliu is going to do," Alexander had completely calmed down at this time, not only did he not feel nervous, but on the contrary, another inexplicable excitement began to slowly brew in the depths of his body, looking at the rough but slightly large-scale formation, he took a breath of cold air, and then pointed with his horsewhip to the slowly rising terrain in the distance, "Unfortunately, the terrain is not in our favor, if the French have enough cavalry, it will be a problem for us." ”

"We don't have a lot of cavalry of our own," Nashan shook his head disapprerovingly, and then he suddenly said with a serious expression, "Listen, I can't follow you all the time, and if there is danger, I will go to Sophia first, so take care of yourself, I don't want Sophia to complain about me." ”

Alexander nodded, of course he knew that the battlefield was changing rapidly, and even the most sure person could not guarantee that everything would not go wrong, and he secretly reminded himself not to be careless.

The sun is slowly turning westward, and the short twilight of the late autumn day has just painted everything around it with a layer of red, and the surrounding area is already covered with a layer of darkness.

"It's getting dark," said one of the soldiers, looking into the distance, his fingers holding his spear a little numb from too much nervousness, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the sky was slowly darkening, "the French will not come." ”

"How do you know?" Another person next to him hurriedly asked.

"If the French weren't stupid, they wouldn't attack at night," the soldier said, standing with his spear next to him and sitting on the ground with his back to the wheels, "you know, they can't even see their own people clearly at night, and as long as we stay here and don't go out, they can't do anything about us." ”

"That's right, that's great," said his companion, who sat down as well, but then stood up and looked out of the car, "what are those bohemians doing, and how did they start circling us in circles?" ”

"Who cares about them," the soldier from the previous soldier impatiently took out a piece of jerky from his bag that was hard enough to use as a short knife, grabbed a corner with his teeth, and tried to bite off a piece in his mouth, chewing it, "The Bohemians are all savages, maybe they still want to fight the French." ”

This man's words were immediately echoed by his companion who was looking out, and he looked out and said, "It seems that yes, our lord is also outside, I hope he will not listen to the bewitchment of that Bohème, I think that heretic is a devil, he must be tempting the lord to do something bad." ”

"Who, that Nashan?" The soldier sitting on the ground immediately got up and looked out through the crack, and then he was stunned and said, "What is that heretic going to do, he won't really encourage the old man to fight the French." ”

Of course, Nathan did not agitate Alexander, although he did not feel that it was a big deal to fight the French, but Nashan did not go to the point of provoking the French on his own initiative.

What's more, in this unfamiliar place, if you attack at night, even the bold and crazy gypsies will not think it is a good idea.

In fact, Nashan was wondering what Alexander was going to do.

Instead of letting the Bohemians stay near the convoy, Alexander decided to divide them into two teams and retreat to the slopes on either side of the convoy a little further behind.

The terrain of the valley was high in the west and low in the east, and although he did not think that the French would really take advantage of the terrain to rush directly down from the valley, it was unbearable to see the enemy occupy the high ground.

Especially when he noticed that the hills on both sides of the valley were faintly moving in this direction of high in the west and low in the east, the uneasiness in his heart was even heavier.

"Let the Bohemians occupy the hills on both sides, so we can better hold the convoy."

Alexander finally made up his mind, but when he told Nashan about his decision, Nashan looked at him with a strange look.

"I heard you right, you're going to send all the Bohemians to the slopes on either side of the convoy," Nathan looked at Alexander in disbelief, "and you think you can hold off the French with these peasants, most of whom will pee their pants in fear at the sight of the French." ”

As he spoke, Nashan looked at the hunters with muskets among the spear infantry, "And why do you want those men to carry muskets instead of spears or crossbows, when a firearm that can make a loud noise is not necessarily more useful than a hard crossbow." ”

Alexander's words made Alexander feel a little helpless, and he knew that from the beginning Nashan had been unimpressed by his spear and musket training.

In the eyes of the gypsies, only a swift saber and a powerful crossbow were the most terrible weapons.

But Alexander knew that Nashan's ideas, which had been handed down for thousands of years, were about to face an unprecedented challenge.

And the price to be paid by the losing side of this challenge will be lives.

"Let the bohemians go up the slopes."

Alexander knew he was gambling, but he knew that the terrain and panicked soldiers had put him in a much worse situation than he thought.

"Nashan, if there is danger, you know what to do," Alexander whispered to Nashan, who had already jumped on horseback, "take care of Sophia for me." ”

"That's your business, boy," Nashan said with a rare reassurance, looking down at Alexander, "be careful yourself, I don't want my daughter to be a widow too soon." ”

"My fate is here."

Looking at the back of Nashan leaving with the Bohemians, Alexander stood in the open space in front of the convoy and exhaled.

A shrill whistle rang from the high slope of the valley in the distance, and the figure of a scout flashed at the top of the slope before disappearing into the shadows.

"The French are coming." Alexander muttered softly.