Bohemia, that's an old name.

In many cases, the reputation of bohemians is not very good, or when the name is mentioned, people actually can't help but think of the gypsies who wander around in caravans.

At least that's what Alexander thought.

When Massimo spoke of bohemians, Alexander's first reaction was Sophia!

Sophia had been missing for a long time and had not been heard from, which made him even secretly despair, and now he suddenly heard Massimo say that the people outside the castle might be Sophia's people, and he immediately became excited.

But when he led Massimo up the city walls to find the captain of the knights, he soon realized that he had been completely wrong.

The Bohemians that Massimo spoke of were actually from what is now the Kingdom of Bohemia.

"Bohemian, you say?" The captain looked at Massimo suspiciously, he didn't like the monk as much as he didn't like his master, but the news that Massimo had brought made his eyes shine.

Although Kosencha was a former high city, the sudden appearance of a mysterious enemy of unknown origin couldn't help but make many people feel inexplicably nervous, and now that he heard that Massimo knew the origin of these people, he couldn't help but hurry to ask.

"Monk, how do you know it's Bohemia?"

"I know the bows and arrows they use."

Massimo's words chilled the captain's heart, and he glared at the monk in annoyance, and as he was about to speak, Massimo saw the look on his face and continued: "They have a thin feather on the tail of their arrows, which is a crossbow arrow used by people in eastern Bohemia. ”

The captain's originally unhappy face froze, of course he knew what the crossbow arrow that killed his brother looked like, but although the crossbow arrow did have a thin feather at the end, no one could recognize what it was for.

"How do you know it's used by the people of eastern Bohemia?" The captain looked at Mahimo warily.

"I know a ...... Bohemians," Mahimo stopped in time to say something that almost slipped out of his mouth, "so I know that the arrow came from Bohemia, or should I say that it was used by the Moravians." ”

"Moravians?"

The captain looked out into the dark wilderness outside the castle, but saw nothing.

The instinctive fear of the darkness made people who knew that the enemy could not threaten the castle for a while was still vaguely uneasy, even if they heard that the enemy outside should be Bohemians. But the uneasiness still lingers.

"We need to know what they're going to do, and we'll send people out to meet their people when it's daybreak."

The captain said indignantly that although he was angry at the killing of his brother, he did not lose his mind, at least he knew that no matter what the origin of the enemies outside, it was not easy to see from their sudden appearance in Kosenza's territory.

After all, Cosenza is not far from Naples, and these enemies dare to attack Cosenza, and there may be other reliance than boldness.

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, but the captain looked at Massimo as he said this.

This made the monk's originally red face turn white at once.

The wait is nerve-wracking, especially when you don't know what the enemy is doing under the cover of night.

There was a faint sound in the woods in the distance, and it was clear that the enemy was taking advantage of the night to make some kind of preparation, and the people in the castle could only wait anxiously for dawn.

Even if the early hours of the summer morning dawn are early, when the first rays of light appear from the back of the ridge, it still feels as if a century has passed.

As the canopy of the dense trees painted a faint rosy red, the swaying figures in the shadows of the jungle below were slowly revealed.

To the surprise of the people of Kosenza Castle, only overnight, a fence of broken branches and wood had been erected at the edge of the woods.

The fence wasn't very long, but it just blocked the way out of the castle's cavalry.

Behind the fence, Alexander saw a group of people who looked more vagabonds than armies.

"Could it be that these people are going to attack our Cosenza?"

Even the cautious captain was a little annoyed, and he shouted to the cavalry below who were already ready to give orders, and after a commotion, the castle gate slowly opened.

"We must know what they are going to do first," said the captain, somewhat reluctantly, "Master Kaisel is not here, and we can't go to war with each other casually." ”

"Maybe we can talk to them," a knight threw his spear forward, "and those men looked like Hanako, and I bet they would beg for mercy if they rushed in front of them." ”

"Don't mess around," the captain continued, "call the monk, and it might be useful to take him with you." ”

One of the horsemen immediately took the order, and in a few moments dragged Mahimo out of a very secluded room.

"I obey only the commands of Jesus Christ and my master," Massimo tried to justify as he staggered forward as he was pushed, "so you cannot command me to do anything I do not want, not even the Count of Cosenza. ”

"Listen, monk, if you refuse to go with us, I will have my men tie you to your horse, and then you will know whether I have the right or not." The captain grabbed Massimo's robe and pushed it, and when he saw Alexander walking with him, he squeezed a smile out of his face, "I need this monk of yours, he should be able to help me." ”

Alexander looked at Massimo, who looked pleading and couldn't stop winking at him.

The monk looked pitiful, but Alexander chose to turn a blind eye.

"If it works for you, take him with you."

As soon as Alexander's words came out, he saw Massimo open his mouth and begin to gasp for breath, as if he would pass out if he didn't.

"But I want you to keep him safe, knowing that he's important to me."

"Your Excellency, you are so right," Massimo was about to kneel down and kiss Alexander's feet, and then he said to the horsemen next to him, "I have long said that I am an important retinue of my lordship, and if you do not guarantee my safety, your lord will be very angry." ”

"Captain, are you going to see those people outside?" Jisha, who had not made a sound, asked.

"Yes, young lady," the captain of the knights bowed slightly, and while the Count was delirious, Kaizer was out, and the rest of the Cosenza family were gone, Shosha had become the rightful ruler of the castle, "what do you need to order?" ”

"I have nothing to command," said Jossa before suddenly raising her voice, "tell them to leave the territory of Cosenza at once, or I will ask the army of Count Mordillo to help me drive them away." ”

The captain was stunned for a moment and then bowed: "Miss Obedience, I will convey your will to those people." ”

With that, he turned on his horse with the help of his entourage, and with the sound of dense armor clashing, a group of cavalrymen with golden glow shining in the morning sun slowly marched out from under the already open city gate.

As Tsusha and Alexander walked up the castle wall, they saw Massimo walking back through the gravel field in front of the castle as he walked back to the castle.

"Do you think those people will agree to leave?" Josha asked Alexander.

"It depends on what they're here for." Alexander said this in a very strange way.

Although Massimo is unreliable in many places, he is also very knowledgeable in this era, and there is really no need for him to lie, so these people should be the bohemians he is talking about.

It's just that how these people suddenly appeared in Kosenza is really a bit incomprehensible.

It seems that everything will not be known until Massimo returns, Alexander pondered.

At this time, Massimo's heart was really on the verge of collapse, although there were knights in full armor all around, but he was in a cold sweat all over, especially as he gradually got closer, and gradually saw the unkempt and fierce barbarians behind the fence, if it weren't for these equally savage Kosenza cavalry around him, he would almost turn his horse's head and flee back to the castle.

Despite the heat, the mask on the helmet of the knight captain who walked in front was still tightly covered, and his eyes roamed the people on the other side through the narrow eyes on the mask, and he soon found the target he was looking for.

It was a man like him, who wore a fur cloak diagonally in spite of the heat, and the strange-looking long-haired hat on his head made the captain wonder if it was from a pagan, but what really caught his attention was the dark chestnut horse he was riding.

It was a good horse that even a layman could see, and the shoulder height of nearly two fists more than the other horses made this horse look unusually strong, and it was obvious that the one who could ride such a horse would not be an ordinary soldier.

A few dozen steps away from the fence, the captain signaled the team to stop, his helmet head turned slightly, and his eyes hidden behind the mask narrowed slightly when he saw the flickering light in the woods.

The man on the tall horse urged his mount to slowly come out from behind the fence, and the two men faced each other at a long distance.

"Hurry up and get it over, or maybe it's just a nightmare." Mahimo couldn't help but whisper to himself, he really wished he could open his eyes and find that it was just his own thoughts, he was lying on a bare bed, but in fact he opened his eyes to see the terrible-looking person opposite.

"I, Captain Odonie, First Knight of the Count of Cosenza," the captain shouted to the other side, his voice sounding like an urn from behind the mask, "because you are now on the land of the Count of Cosenza, and I command you in the name of the Lord to leave the Count's territory at once." ”

The man on the other side listened silently, and after making sure that the captain had finished speaking, he slowly raised his hand, and with his movements, the crowd behind the fence made of branches immediately began to stir.

"What's the matter, are they going to fight us?" One of the horsemen asked his companion as he calmed his mount, which was slightly upset by the commotion on the other side.

"I don't know, but these people are crazy enough to think that fence can stop us?"

After the other cavalry finished speaking, he led his horse and began to move to the side.

"What is this for, don't you say that you came out to talk to them, why is there a fight without saying anything?"

Massimo looked in horror at the cavalrymen who were scattering around him, as if they were about to start charging.

"If you don't want the barbarians to be torn to shreds, go talk to him," said one of the horsemen, who stabbed Mahimo's mount in the ass with a spear shaft, and the horse neighed in pain and rushed out of the ranks.

"Stop, you brute, for God's sake, stop!"

Mahimo was shocked and desperately pulled the reins, but he was obviously not good at riding, and while desperately pulling the reins, his feet kept kicking the horse's belly, so that the mount almost did not look back and swept past the captain in front of him, rushing through the open space where the two sides were facing each other, and under the inexplicable gaze of the men and horses on both sides and Alexander on the wall behind, Mahimo single-handedly rushed into the enemy's ranks!

Mahimo felt that his mount had brought him to Bohemia with a sloping and dancing steps, which made him think that he was riding not a horse but a cow, and when he finally stopped crying for his mother, he realized that the reins of his mount were clutched tightly in the hands of the bohemian who didn't look so easy to mess with on the other side!

"God, am I still alive?" The first thing the monk said was this, and then he immediately came to his senses, and said to the bohemian who was holding the reins of his horse, "I am a servant of God, a monk, and I will not hurt you, so for God's sake, please do not hurt me." ”

The man on the other side looked at Massimo silently, and under the worried gaze of the monk, he raised the reins in his hand and slowly let go, and the reins slipped and hung on the ground.

During the whole process, Mahima's heart was like the reins, rising high and falling down.

"I'm Bofka, the leader of this group," the man said in a slightly strange tone, his expression serious throughout, as if nothing could impress him, "I've been ordered to stay here. ”

"Garrison?"

Massimo looked at the Bohemian who called himself Bofka, who he was sure was indeed a Bohemian, for the tone of his voice and his seemingly characteristic mustache reminded the monk of the unpleasant experience of being chased and beaten by a jealous Bohemian husband.

"But this is the domain of the Count of Cosenza," even though he was afraid of death, Massimo couldn't help but retort because of this man's words, "Don't you know that this is already a declaration of war against the Count?" ”

"Perhaps a declaration of war," the man drew his scimitar from his waist under the terrified gaze of Massimo, the knife looked bright and sharp, and when he picked up the sword in his hand, the cold wind brought up made the monk's face even paler, "I have accepted other people's money, so I must be stationed here, but you can avoid war with us without crossing this fence." ”

"You're mercenaries?"

"I've said enough," the Bohemian turned his horse's head impatiently, and then Massimo heard him shout in barely understanding Bohemian, "Nashan, tell them what to do!" ”

At the shout of the Bohème, a swarthy man with a cloth towel around his head and two large gold rings on his ears hurried his horse out from behind the fence.

"How is it a 'bohemian'?"

Mahimo was a little confused.