Under the triumphal arch of Constantine, the two men faced each other far apart, behind Gonzalo was the coalition army that spread all the way to the streets behind, and beside Alexander, it was empty.

Gonzalo looked at the young man across from him with some astonishment, and under the shock of his prestige and might, the noble cardinals retreated, the proud Roman nobles retreated, and the same people who had stolen the fruits of his victory were obediently following him, trying to share a little shadow of victory from him.

But at such a time, there was someone blocking his way, which made Gonzalo unexpectedly a little curious, he didn't know who this young man was, let alone how he could say that he had defeated the coalition forces, but when he looked back slightly behind him, he didn't see anyone standing up to refute it, but many people's faces instantly floated a strange look.

"Have you defeated the coalition that besieged the city of Rome?" Gonzalo's eyes narrowed slightly, he suddenly felt that this young man might have some meaning, but that didn't stop him from moving on, "Then you should be glad you didn't meet me, otherwise I will make you regret going to the battlefield." ”

The general of Aragon said as he slowly led his horse forward, and the haughty look on his face did not change in the slightest by the presence of this young man, Gonzalo felt that this man was only a small accident in his path, just as when he first arrived in Italy, he had suffered his first defeat because of the slight defeat, but it was also his only defeat in the battle with the French, and since then no French general has been able to defeat him.

Now the young man could not be an obstacle to his passage through the Arc de Triomphe, and if he had to, Gonzalo did not mind letting his army run over him.

The crisp sound of horses' hooves on the marble, and though Gonzalo was alone advancing, the army behind him spread out behind him like black wings that slowly spread out.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but look at Alexander, who was alone and immediately triumphant, no one thought that he dared to really stop the generals of Aragon, and no one could imagine how one person could stop an entire army.

The horse's hooves were trampling, Gonzalo could already see the young man's face very clearly, this was a very beautiful face, if it wasn't for the fact that he was in front of him, Gonzalo might have a little affection for the young man, but now he was forcing the young man to show fear in front of him, until finally he obediently gave way to the side like those Roman nobles.

There is no need for someone to act as a stumbling block on Gonzalo's way.

Alexander silently looked at Gonzalo as he approached, this was the first time he had seen the already famous Spanish general, and it was also the first time he had experienced his famous arrogance and arrogance.

It's just that in the face of Gonzalo's aggressive momentum, Alexander didn't think of retreating since he was already standing under this triumphal arch.

"The glory of Rome needs to be maintained, can I count on you?"

These were the words of Alexander VI when he was summoned suddenly, when the Pope made a somewhat strange suggestion that Alexander be the chief general of the Roman army that would meet the coalition.

For Alexander VI, whether it was liberation or salvation, the fact that Rome was conquered again was undoubted, and the humiliation and helplessness of this made the pope even want to refuse to hold a blessing mass for the coalition forces, but Alexander VI knew that this was not possible, no matter how dissatisfied he was, he must not only attend this blessing Mass, but also preside over it himself.

Because it is more important to deal with the coalition forces to ensure that he can still become the master of Rome, and not be completely overshadowed by the nobles of the coalition army.

But Alexander VI still hoped to regain some face for Rome, at least not to make himself look too undignified in front of the coalition forces.

So he thought of another Alexander.

Whether they want to admit it or not, the Romans were actually very happy about Alexander's victory at the foot of Appio Mountain, especially the Roman nobles, when they heard that the logistics camp of the coalition army and a large number of nobles who came to see the excitement were all captured by Alexander, including the imperial court, many people were surprised and more inexplicably happy, even if they knew that they should stand on the side of the coalition army, but in fact, there were many nobles who held a banquet on the day because of this.

The pride of the Romans made them unable to hide their loss even when they were rescued, and now that someone finally came out of their anger for them, many people were so excited that they completely forgot that this victory was actually somewhat embarrassing for Rome.

The dignity of Rome needed to be maintained, but no one could have imagined that maintaining this dignity would require such drastic and even dangerous ways.

When he saw Gonzalo appear, Alexander was already aware of what was going to happen, and he had the impression that Gonzalo had completely humiliated all the Romans and Alexander VI himself by leading his army through the Arc de Triomphe in full view.

Sure enough, Gonzalo proved his reputation with his famous arrogance, and he openly led his army on the road to the Arc de Triomphe, even though it was not under his command before, but he used his actions to tell everyone, including his comrades, that no one could not act according to his will as long as he appeared.

Alexander saw all this from afar, and instead of flinching like the others, he did not rush out to stop it at once, but turned back and came to the Arc de Triomphe, and he waited, waiting to stop the arrogant victor under this thousand-year-old stone gate that heralded conquest and power!

"Get out of the way, or you'll pay for your actions." Gonzalo announced loudly that he had come not far from Alexander, and that if he drew his sword at this time, he could cut off the young man's head with a single lunge.

Gonzalo didn't feel the need to do this, and although he thought it was a big deal, he still believed he could make the young man back down.

Alexander slowly raised his hand, an action that made Gonzalo's eyes jump slightly, and his eyes were fixed on the young man opposite, he didn't believe that this young man would dare to do anything unreasonable to him.

But soon he realized that he was wrong.

At Alexander's gesture, a group of cavalry suddenly appeared from the side of the square, this cavalry was not very numerous, but Gonzalo's experience he immediately noticed that these cavalry were slightly different and strange.

Without the bravery of the French, who relied on sturdy armor and sharp spears, and without Gonzalo's familiar Moors, who were more agile and swift in abandoning heavy armor, these cavalry seemed to have their own characteristics in their advance, and they did not rely on speed to approach quickly or crush everything like the French cavalry, but they seemed to deliberately maintain a certain distance, which did not seem to be able to threaten the enemy with bows and arrows. When Gonzalo wondered that they had chosen to stop at that distance, he saw that the strange horsemen had suddenly taken something from their horses or bodies, and then they raised the weapon in one arm and the other at the two men in the middle of the square.

Muskets?!

Gonzalo knew what was aimed at him with only a slight groan, which made him both angry and surprised, he never expected that this young man would be so bold as to dare to challenge him, and what made him feel even more incredible was that with the actions of those cavalry, in addition to him, even the young man in front of him was within the range of the muskets of those strange cavalry.

The sudden change made the atmosphere in the square freeze instantly, and everyone looked at the cavalry that suddenly appeared in dismay.

When the hunters appeared, they immediately attracted the attention of Gonzalo's followers, but they didn't arouse much alarm because they were still far away, but when they raised their muskets, everyone was stunned by the sudden change.

Since the birth of the musket, no one had ever imagined that the musket and the warhorse could be combined because of the cumbersome steps of the arquebus and the fact that it was not suitable for igniting the shooting on the move, but now, they suddenly saw that someone had done it, and the muzzle of the musket was pointed at the commander of the coalition forces!

Gonzalo's eyes narrowed again, and he looked with interest at the semicircular cavalry behind Alexander, who he felt more interested in him than the daring young man in front of him.

"Don't you know you're surrounded by those musketeers? Or do you think you can escape? Gonzalo looked at Alexander, "Or do you think I'm going to compromise with you because I'm timid?" ”

"You probably wouldn't, after all, the great Gonzalo wasn't intimidated by the slightest intimidation." Alexander didn't mind letting the title appear many years later, and judging by the look on Gonzalo's face that he rightfully thought the title 'The Great Gonzalo' really suited him.

What an unexpectedly arrogant fellow, Alexander couldn't help but shake his head secretly, and then his hand was raised again, and the sound of muskets and guns scraping behind him was heard.

"Don't doubt my resolve, General," said Alexander earnestly, "if I think I need to trade my own life for yours, I will never hesitate." ”

"You're going to kill me? Kill the man in front of you who defeated Charlie and made the French army tremble at the sight of his name? Gonzalo's eyes lit up with anger, "I used to think you were a fool, but now I think you're a madman. ”

"I used to think you were a madman, but now I think you're an idiot." Alexander retorted mercilessly, "You are now in Rome, and if you think that you can obtain higher honors by insulting others, then it can only mean that you do not deserve them, because honor can only be taken from powerful enemies, and not satisfied by bullying those who are weaker than yourself." ”

Alexander's words sent a smile flash in Gonzalo's eyes.

"Do you admit that Rome is weak?" Gonzalo asked with interest, turning his head to look at the Roman nobles behind him, "Or you should tell everyone what you just said in a louder voice." ”

Alexander stared noncommittally at Gonzalo, and he led his horse forward to the Aragonese general.

"We all know that Rome is weak," Alexander lowered his voice, "both the French and the allied forces treat Rome as a trophy, but I will tell you that this will not hurt the dignity of Rome, because the true dignity of Rome cannot be erased by a triumphal arch." On the contrary, your lordship, you think that you have defeated the French, but in fact the combined forces of Fornovo have only defeated the French mercenary army of 1,000 men, and in Piedmont, your army has not been able to completely destroy even a single French army, do you think such a victory is worth boasting about, or do you think Charlie has only a little guts? We all know that he will be back soon, and by that time the French will have more troops and even more artillery. Now tell me, my lord, why are you in such a hurry to pass under the Arc de Triomphe, do you want to make your victory a fact recognized by everyone as soon as possible, but in fact you are afraid of Charlie's imminent revenge, you are afraid of losing again at the hands of Charlie as you did at the beginning, if then your noble reputation will be completely ruined, is this not what you are most worried about? ”

Gonzalo looked at Alexander coldly, his hand was already pressed on the hilt of his sword, and his face was flushed compared to his cold eyes.

Gonzalo could not remember anyone ever speaking to him like that, and no one dared to use it against him again and again after he had proved his extraordinary talents with victory over the Moors.

Proud, stubborn, arrogant and never willing to show a little face, this is Gonzalo de Córdoba.

He never cares how many people he has offended, nor who he has offended, in his eyes he will always be the best and the only one.

But now, this bastard from the backwoods of Agri, who didn't know where he came from, had insulted him so brazenly that Gonzalo thought he had misheard it at first.

This man dared to say such a thing to himself, to question his victory, and even to suspect that he was in a hurry to prove himself to others because of his cowardice.

Gonzalo could already feel the cold chill of the hilt of his sword, and he knew that he would pull it out with just a forceful pull, and then he was completely sure that he would be able to cut off the head of the hateful young man in one fell swoop.

And he's decided to do it, so he doesn't care who the other person is, and he doesn't care what other people think.

To offend the mighty Gonzalo, you have to pay the price!

Alexander sensed the coldness and murder in Gonzalo's eyes.

Single-minded and unscrupulous, this is Gonzalo de Córdoba.

"Count, I can defeat a coalition army that you don't command, and I can defeat an army that you command," Alexander said slowly, "and I'm sure we'll meet on the battlefield one day." ”

Alexander's words made Gonzalo's eyes cold again, and after staring at him for a long time, Gonzalo suddenly nodded: "Okay, I'll give you this opportunity, let's meet on the battlefield one day." ”

As he spoke, he looked up at the towering triumphal arch behind Alexander, and suddenly let out a chuckle.

"Looks like it's not a good day to pass through here."