Almighty Cultivation Supreme

The night had gradually covered the land, and the arrival of another night had brought peace to the farmstead, which had just experienced a modest battle, and Alexander stood outside the open gate of the farmstead, looking at the pitch-black fields in the distance.

Because the farm is on a high terrain, you can see the surroundings clearly.

In the moonlight, the whole heaven and earth seemed to be plated with a layer of silver, stretching forward from under the feet, to the fields in the distance, and then to the horizon beyond, as if everything was hidden in the darkness beneath this silver.

This look seems a little strange, as if the originally bright silverware has been encursed with layers of black, and people can't help but feel inexplicably nervous when they look at this scene.

Elliot didn't know when he walked out, he and Alexander stood side by side looking at the field in the distance, nodded and said, "The night here is beautiful, isn't it." ”

Alexander didn't speak, he sat down on a rock, still looking into the distance.

Elliot didn't mind Alexander's deliberate indifference, he simply sat on the ground, and comfortably stretched his legs fully out, his hands supporting his body backwards.

"You should take my advice so that I can help you," Elliot continued, "The support from Taranto is important to the Cosenza family, and even Count Mordilo is not so indifferent. ”

Alexander looked at Elliot: "Maybe you're right, but shouldn't this be said to the people of the Cosenza family, I'm not from this family." ”

"Don't lie to my friend, and don't take me for a fool," said Elliott, shaking her head, as if a little upset, "I can see that you have a lot of influence on Mademoiselle Count, and that those bohemians are supposed to be yours, so that's why I'm telling you this." ”

Looking at Elliot's eyes, as if he had guessed something, Alexander was secretly vigilant.

Sure enough, Elliot lowered her voice slightly and said, "I guessed wrong before, I thought you were Miss Countess's lover, but now I know that you should be her brother, half-brother." ”

Alexander cursed inwardly, and he felt that he should really shut up all the men, whether it was Massimo or Ulliu.

"Don't blame your servant," Elliott said with a laugh, "that's actually what the Bellery said, and he doesn't seem to be very kind to you. ”

"Bolery," Alexander rubbed his head, of course he knew that Bellery was a little disgusted with him, and now it seemed that the disgust was not small, "so you think I can speak for you because of this?" ”

"Of course, it's good for everyone," Elliot stood up and looked at Alexander, "Think about what the two of us can do, you help me convince Miss Count, and I can help you get what you want, and maybe more." ”

"Got more?" Alexander asked.

"Of course, don't you feel that what happened to you is unfair now, although I don't know who your father is, but just think about how you feel right now when you look at the life of your half-sister," Elliott whispered, "You feel unfair, you feel that what belongs to you has been taken away by someone else, but you can't do anything, and I can help you take it back, as long as the two of us cooperate." ”

This is really a man who can figure out people's hearts, Alexander said to himself, if he is really the illegitimate son of George Anne, he may have been moved by his words.

Alexander couldn't help but admit that this Elliot was completely different from when he first met him, when he was just a guy who seemed to be cheating and drinking like Massimo, but now it seems that this person is not simple.

"Let me consider," said Alexander, "that the conditions I am going to offer are not low. ”

Elliot smiled disappreciatively, "I've met people who are more greedy, and that's not a bad thing. ”

Alexander was about to say anything more when he was interrupted by the sound of hurried hooves faintly heard in the distant night.

The two men looked into the distance, and saw a man on a horse in the night galloping towards the farm.

"Here we are." Alexander whispered to himself, and he looked over to Elliot next to him, where he saw him licking his lips slightly.

"It's the hunter named Caro," Elliott pinched the hilt of his sword, "To be honest, I've been using my sword more often than I've been with you in the past few days than I've been in a year. ”

"How can the count's son not use a sword," Alexander looked carefully at the hunter who was getting closer and closer, and could feel that he was nervous, because he didn't even bother to take a detour to the path, and rushed straight from the field, "It seems that this time you will have the opportunity to use the sword again." ”

The sound of horses' hooves apparently alarmed the people of the farmstead as well, and Ulliu had already run out with his musket.

The danger of dying from the mute fire forced Alexander to repair another musket that was still intact, and while reloading the flint, he sharpened the cap of the musket more smoothly so that it would spark every time the flint struck it.

It's just that in this kind of place, he can't find a replacement for an iron hook that might be deformed by multiple shots, which makes Alexander wonder if he must find a way to make a real flintlock pistol after this trouble.

Since there was only one gun left, Alexander had to admit that it seemed that the Moors were much more nimble than he was, so the only musket became the exclusive weapon of Ulliu.

"I'm Carlo!" The hunter named Caro was obviously wary of causing a misunderstanding, so he barked at a long distance.

"Come here, what do you see?" Alexander beckoned.

"I don't know who," Carlo jumped off his horse and took a big sip of the jug handed by another villager who had run out of the farm, "there are a lot of people, they came from the east. ”

"Miss Count?" Elliot shook his head as soon as he spoke, "It won't be them, they won't be there so quickly if they want to go around the river downstream." ”

"It's the Duke's people," he nodded, "they didn't go to the farmstead on the north bank of Agri, but they came here directly after crossing the mountain pass, so they came from the east." ”

As he spoke, he asked, "How long will it be before they get here?" ”

"It shouldn't be too long," Carlo said, gesturing behind him, "they're not familiar with this place and it's night, but I don't think it will be too long." ”

Alexander nodded, and he looked at the villagers, who he had not expected to help him keep the farmstead, but only to have a foothold in the land of the Agri River.

But now it seems that these people still have some usefulness.

"All go back to the farm," Alexander instructed, "and guard the exits of the farm with weapons, and the women go back to their houses." ”

"Master, do we really have to stay here?" Carlo asked a little hesitantly, "Maybe when Miss Earl comes, things will be easier." ”

Looking at Caro's worried look at his wife's back, Alexander thought for a moment and said, "If you are afraid, you can leave, but you have to think about how those people treated you before, the person who came this time is their leader, and that person is more cruel than those who are soldiers." So you may be able to go home now and wait for the Countess to come before you come to your rescue, but it is possible that you will be chained to the stake and sunburned before they come, unless you are willing to continue to pay them more taxes than before. ”

Carlo gasped heavily, as if weighing whether to take the risk of following the young man to the farmstead or to try his luck and bet that the men would be reasonable.

"Hurry up, we're running out of time." Alexander seemed careless, but he was just as nervous, he knew that this Carlo's choice would determine the attitude of the other villagers, so he continued, "Don't forget that I promised you that you will be paid a large sum of money when Miss Countess comes. ”

"Miss is coming, give it?" Carlo asked again.

"I'll give it when I come." Alexander replied in the same way.

As if to cheer himself up, Carlo clenched his fists and shook them in front of his chest, then nodded and muffled, "Okay, we'll listen to you." ”

Alexander was secretly relieved, he knew that a nearly existing rebellion had been put down for the time being, but if Zhisa did not arrive in time, perhaps the danger would still occur.

The wooden gate of the farmstead had been closed, a horse-drawn carriage that usually carried goods was in the way, and several of the farmstead hunters like Carlo were arranged at different exits, while Carlo was arranged by Alexander to guard the gate with him.

"Why don't you let that hunter go up to the roof?" Seeing Uliu, climbing a ladder to the roof, and then looking around, Bellery asked with some strange feeling, "That Moorish may not be more accurate than these hunters." ”

Alexander shook his head, he looked in Caro's direction and whispered, "Maybe Carlo can fight more accurately, but I don't think he will do that, do you think they will be as willing to fight Frederick's men to the death as we are?" ”

"Isn't that the case, we can just keep those people out, and when the young lady comes, the duke's people will definitely have to leave, in this case, there is no need for us to start a complete war with the duke's people."

Bellery looked at Alexander in bewilderment, he seemed to feel that something was wrong, but he couldn't understand what was going on.

Looking at Bellery's confused look, the thought of "sure enough" flashed through Alexander's mind.

In this era, unless it is a mortal enemy who is really about destroying the country, few people will really regard others as enemies of life and death.

Almost no one is willing to form an unsolvable hatred with others for a small matter, and even if there is a war between countries, it is often a last resort and will not fight to the death.

So it was normal for Bellery to think so, and even the villagers of Carlo didn't think that there really was such a brutal battle, otherwise they might not have agreed to defend the farmstead.

A person like the Duke of Orleans should be regarded as an outlier in this era.

Alexander's mind flashed with the figure of the French duke, who was not as daring to penetrate into enemy territory as he was, and even more incredible how he could plan a rebellion that would lead to civil strife in Sicily.

"Keep an eye on this, I'll look elsewhere." Alexander did not answer Bolery's words, but made an excuse to climb the wooden ladder of the house where Ulliu was stationing.

"Master?" Ulliu, who was carefully examining his musket, saw Alexander and immediately approached.

"Listen to Uliu, I'll tell you something." Alexander whispered to the Moors.

With his words, Uliu was a little puzzled at first, and then nodded very quickly: "I will listen to your master." ”

The night was darker, but no one in the farm could sleep, and both men and women listened nervously to the movements in the fields outside, and even the slightest sound of wind could cause a stir of unease.

Suddenly, there was a faint sound from far and near, first briefly and rapidly, and then heavier and heavier, and the sound of horses' hooves hitting the ground reached the farmstead, and everyone immediately became nervous!

"Our wooden gate can't stop those people," shouted a hunter, the tip of the spear in his hand shaking, proving how nervous he was at this time, "this is not hunting, those people will kill us." ”

"Don't panic!" Alexander stood up from behind the wall, and he could see the dark shadows running towards the farm so clearly that in the darkness of the night he could even see the reflection of the weapons that were swinging around them.

"As long as we push them back, Miss Countess will be there." Alexander shouted at the villagers as he looked back at the roof behind him.

The men were getting closer and closer, and as they came to a short distance from the farmstead and slowed down, Alexander could see their numbers almost clearly.

"About ...... 20 to 30 people. Alexander frowned slightly, he wanted to find the masked man among these people, but he couldn't see their faces clearly because he was still a little far away.

The other party seemed to have sensed that the atmosphere of the farm was different, so the speed of the knights in the front and rear team slowed down even more, and the people behind began to accelerate to both sides, and the whole team gradually became a row.

"Open the gate, the Duke's team is here!" A man in the middle of the group shouted, but there was silence in response.

"In the name of His Royal Highness the Prince of Naples, Duke Frederick," the knight shouted forward with his horse slightly, "I order you to fight ......"

"Bang!"

A deafening gunshot instantly overshadowed the knight's shout, and with a cloud of sparks flashing in the air in the middle of a dark farm, the knight closest to the wooden gate had fallen to the ground with a scream!

The sudden change caused chaos among the people inside and outside the farm!

The horses were frightened and circled and neighed, while the knights hurriedly took the reins and turned and fled into the distance!

"What's going on?" Bellery shouted in rage, his thick arms swelling with rage, and when he turned back to see Ulliu, who was standing on the roof of the house and busily pounding the scraps from the barrel of his gun, he immediately roared angrily and rushed to the front of the house!

Alexander quickly stood in front of him.

Bellery yelled, "You, you made the Moors shoot people?" ”

"Don't be stupid, Bellery," Alexander shouted in the same loud voice, "do you think that if you don't hurt them, they will let you go!" ”

"But this will kill the entire Cosencha family!" The scimitar in Bellery's hand shook in front of Alexander, "Did you do this because you hated the Cosencha family, or did you do it because you hated the lady?" Are you going to make all of Cosenza unlucky? ”

"Whatever the reason, now you have no way out," Alexander said, pointing outside, "are you going to tell them that you don't want to fight them, or have you forgotten how they treat the people of the Cosenza family, we are already at war with the Duke!" Are you going to fight with me now or do you want to forgive those people out there? ”

Boleri gasped, he had already recovered from the initial panic by this time, and looked at Alexander as he slowly shook his head, "You will kill everyone here, including yourself." ”

"No," Alexander said, turning his head to look out at the field, "at least not Frederick's men!" ”