Chapter Seventy-Two: Boiling

Don Bavi looked carefully at the letter in his hand, and when Alexander walked into the room, he only looked up slightly, then gestured for Alexander to sit aside, and then continued to look at the letter.

It was rude, but Alexander didn't interrupt him, but sat there quietly waiting.

After a while, Don Bavi looked up again, and then handed the letter to Alexander without a word.

"Gonzalo sent someone." Don Bavi rubbed his sore temples, he looked at Alexander and asked tentatively, "Duke, you and Gonzalo have known each other since Rome, haven't you?" ”

"Dealt with." Alexander did not look up in reply, he read it very carefully, chewing every sentence of the letter in his heart.

Gonzalo's letter was written very politely and frankly, in which he praised Don Bavi's brave deeds in the Reconquista, and also expressed his admiration for the old man, but then he unmistakably admitted that since he was appointed queen, he would mercilessly sweep away the rebels, so he urged Don Bavi to accept the queen's persuasion to surrender to them as soon as possible, otherwise he would only fulfill the mission given by the queen, and then it would cause a bloodshed and killing in Andalusia.

It was a polite but murderous letter, or rather a letter of persuasion, in which Gonzalo's unruly and unruly character was on full display.

"He wants me to surrender." Don Bavi said in a nonchalant tone, not as if he was not angry at the rudeness in Gonzalo's letter, "I don't know what others will choose, but the duke knows that it is impossible for me to surrender." ”

"Yes, you can't surrender."

Alexander replied in a low voice, he knew that Don Bavi had endured for so many years and could not give up his achievements like this, not to mention that his act of hiding Sister Alft privately was definitely not comparable to those other rebellious nobles, and once he revealed it, his fate would definitely be worse than those who were judged heretical, so he had no way out.

"I'm going to fight Gonzalo," Don Bavi laughed, "We fought under the queen in the Reconquista, but at that time he was only a favored vassal who was reused by the queen because he was favored, and no one could have imagined that Gonzalo was already the most effective general around Isabella. ”

Alexander could hear the contempt in Don Bavi's tone, but he didn't intend to warn Don Bavi not to take the enemy lightly, he knew that for these experienced generals, they might make mistakes of one kind or another, but there would be no underestimation of these mistakes.

They all knew what kind of people their opponents were, and they even knew each other well, and because of that, they knew better how powerful and terrible their enemies were.

"There aren't many royal armies in Córdoba," Don Bavi glanced at Alexander, consciously or unconsciously, and he was more concerned about the reaction of the pope's son-in-law than the attitude of the other nobles in the coalition, after all, he had always hoped for the support of the Vatican, "If we can defeat this royal army, I believe the queen should have to consider different voices." ”

Alexander nodded slightly, he knew that Don Bavi was talking about the Episcopal Palace and the Council of Nobles in the old capital, and it was clear that Don Bavi was in collusion with some people there, and the imminent war with Portugal was bound to make it impossible for Andalusia to fight endlessly.

This is the reason why Tang Bawi dared to confront Isabella, as long as she held on to the first war and did not lose, it would be difficult for Isabella to launch a new attack.

The next step is negotiations.

The front line from Gonzalo to Córdoba caused a wave of panic among the nobles of Da Andalusia.

The Queen's love will be known to be mighty in Iberia, so even the most ordinary soldier knows that this time there is a formidable enemy.

The Andalusian nobility became uneasy, and many began to talk secretly about what to do, while others simply began to prepare for private negotiations with Gonzalo in Córdoba.

It's just that for some reason, Gonzalo actually refused those people's request for peace, and he was very careless about handing over the secret letter sent to him by those people into the hands of Don Bavi, so that everyone knew that Gonzalo was determined to fight.

This result not only surprised the Andalusian nobles, but also Don Bavi found it a little incredible, he did not understand why Gonzalo should give up such a good opportunity, and tried to solve the problem in such a drastic way, but it also happened to be in line with Don Bavi's idea.

He had the letters of the nobles returned to each of them, expressing his displeasure, and then he called a pre-war meeting.

Isabella was obviously not going to give up on the nobles who had participated in the rebellion, so by this time, the Andalusian nobles had already known that the only way awaited them was war.

Once the fate of the Andalusians was understood, the fierce character of the Andalusians exploded, and the local nobles, who had been fighting against the Moors for generations, began to mobilize their armies, while some bold nobles simply began to send their men to Córdoba to hear the news, ready to attack at any time.

However, Tang Bawi was not so anxious, and while he quickly adjusted the coalition army, which was large in number but disorganized due to the chaos, he sent several teams to investigate and reconnoiter in the direction of Córdoba.

Don Bavi didn't dare to take Gonzalo lightly, he knew that this person was difficult to deal with, but fortunately, Gonzalo's situation was not much better than him now.

Córdoba's army was not Gonzalo's new model army, which had been trained by Gonzalo himself and had been quite effective, which made Don Bavi somewhat relieved, but the situation of the aristocratic coalition was not very good now, although it was obviously superior to the enemy in terms of strength, but the chaotic and uncontrollable drawbacks unique to the coalition army made Don Bavi also have a headache.

"This war will drag on for a long time," Alexander said to James after receiving a secret letter from Tiego's men, "and for Gonzalo, this war may be a talisman he has bought for himself." ”

James's chubby body moved, and he nodded to Alexander with a slightly flattering demeanor.

The night before, his brother Christopher Columbus finally found him.

Although he did not go into details, James already knew that Columbus had agreed to accept the position that Alexander had given him, and that this position was clearly below him.

This made James happy, and looking at Columbus's indignant but helpless expression, he felt that it was all worth it.

Looking at Alexander now, James suddenly felt that Alexander did not seem surprised by this result, and even Columbus finally had to accept the compromise of reality, which seemed to be expected by Alexander.

This gave James a new idea about Alexander's speculations about the new colonies.

Although he had previously believed that Alexander should be very sure that he would invest so much money in the new colony, now his trust has become an almost blind trust.

He thought that Alexander must know something, and perhaps he had evidence that no one else had proved that the land was, as he claimed, a huge continent much larger than anyone had imagined.

This made James's heart can't help but have a strong thought: "Since Christopher can become the governor of the new colony for a time, what will he become when he discovers that new world?" ”

The thought made James excited, and his eyes became hot as he looked at Alexander.

Alexander could feel the change in James's mood, and he knew what this man was thinking, who was actually as greedy as his brother, but he didn't mind.

An ambitious person is always more useful than someone who just wants to make a living, and as for those who are afraid of the ambition of their subordinates, it can only be said that they are too unconfident in themselves.

Alexander believed that he could control everything, just as he had been confident that he would be able to make waves in the land when he first came to Iberia.

Now, in the past few months, the situation in Iberia has changed dramatically, Manuel and Isabella are on the verge of war.

At the same time, Andalusia's unexpected rebellion, although not in his plans, played an unexpected role.

So what else did he not think of?

Probably only Gonzalo's was ordered to return home.

Alexander was aware of this and planned to write a letter to Barente and Tsusha.

But before he could pick up his pen, the astonishing news finally reached Seville with another secret letter sent by a messenger sent from Valencia by Tiego.

And in this secret letter, which was so much so content that it took a lot of time to decipher alone, it was Caesar's actions that caught Alexander's attention the most.

"Caesar escaped from Elba?"

Alexander frowned tightly, he knew that Caesar had always been very dishonest, and even imprisoning him on Elba Island was only a stopgap measure, but he didn't expect him to be so eager to cause trouble again.

And each time he did this, Lucrezia cried and pleaded in front of Alexander in exchange for forgiveness and forgiveness for her brother.

"Caesar returned to Rome."

Alexander continued to look at the contents of the secret letter, and when he saw Alexander VI showing his support for his son with a grand and open welcome, Alexander couldn't help but rub his forehead lightly with his fingers, and a look of inexplicability appeared on his face.

There was a mixture of helplessness, mockery, and a hint of indescribable things in his expression, and when he exhaled softly, all that seemed to be a touch of relief on his face seemed to have finally relaxed.

"Caesar."

Alexander finished speaking in a cold tone and put the secret letter aside.

"Sir, won't you let the messenger bring back a reply?" Schell whispered that although he didn't know what was going on, he knew that something big must have happened given the size of the secret letter, and now that Alexander didn't seem to be planning to write back, he couldn't help but remind him.

"I'll write back, but I'll have to arrange other things before then," Alexander stood up and walked to the window, looking at the coalition troops rushing to and fro in the street outside, he turned back to Schell and asked, "Scheer, how long do you think they can resist?" ”

"Do you mean dealing with that Gonzalo?" Schell thought for a moment, "Sir, I don't know how powerful that Gonzalo is, but I think if he is similar to that Bayezid Sultan, then these guys may be in trouble, you know what happened in Bucharest in the first place, if it weren't for you, maybe Bucharest would have fallen now." ”

"I appreciate your compliment, but we all know that the real miracle comes from an unexpected cannonball," Alexander glanced at Schell, "but you're right, these people are no match for Gonzalo, and the only way to end up is defeat and surrender, and the best outcome for Don Bavi is to delay Isabella to accept his terms." ”

Alexander said and looked out the window again, then he shook his head: "I must let this continue, since Gonzalo has returned, there should be enough for him to do." ”

With that, Alexander went to the table, picked up his pen, thought for a moment, and began to write letters to Ulius and Normezi in Valladod.

"I already know what happened in Rome Thesia, although it is somewhat unexpected, but it is not the end of the world, so what you should do is to continue to carry out your plan according to my previous arrangement, I think you have climbed into a good friendship with our friend Philip during this continuous time, and what will happen next, I believe you are ready, then wait for my return, and then let us bear witness to the final glory of Isabella and her family."

After writing this short message, Alexander carefully translated it into a password and sealed it aside.

Then he looked up at Schelle, as if to explain to him, and said, "Now, it's time for me to settle what happened in Rome Thesia." ”

With that, he picked up a blank piece of letterhead, dipped the pen in ink, but did not put it down, but paused slightly, and then he wrote the only sentence on the letterhead.

"Render to God what is God's, and Caesar's to Caesar's."

Immediately, he sealed the one-sentence letter and placed it on the table.

"Let the church messenger send this letter out and tell them that I will give them enough money to get it delivered in time."

Schell picked up the letter from the table and carefully put it away, and the Balkans had a faint feeling that the Duke was going to do something big this time.

In the last days of April 1501, several major events took place in war-clouded Italy, which attracted the attention of countless people.

After entering the territory of the Duchy of Roman Thesia, the French army began to advance south in two directions, with the clear aim of taking both Montina, the center of the Duchy, and Pisa, which was very important to Roman Thesia.

To this end, King Louis XII of France personally led his troops to Montine, while this time Boweken, Count of Provois, marched to Pisa while securing the right flank of the French army.

This move of the French army attracted the attention of various Italian countries, and everyone could not help but be wary of Louis XII's ambitions.

The eyes were on central Italy, and they knew that perhaps the war at Rome-Thesia would be the signal for the French to annex the entire Italian peninsula.

The presence of an army of nearly 50,000 men on the Italian peninsula is something that would strike fear into anyone's seat.

Louis XII believed that the only option for the regent, the regent, Duchess of Rome Thesia, had surrendered peace, and he had even prepared the only condition for her to accept, which was to renounce the crown of the Duchy of Rome in place of her husband.

At this time, another news came that Louis XII felt even more victorious, and upon his return to Rome, Caesar immediately announced the formation of a new papal army, and at the same time officially declared war on the Duchy of Thesia in Rome.

When Caesar's men rushed to the French barracks to report his decision to Louis XII, Louis XII believed that it was only a matter of time before the Duchy of Rome and Thesia would be defeated by such two armies.

Louis decided to send an emissary to Rome Thesia.

It's just that this surrender did not materialize.

On 21 April, a week after Caesar had declared war on Rome Thesia while assembling his army, a declaration signed by emissaries of the various principalities and city-states in Rome was suddenly delivered to Pope Alexander through Cardinal Massimo.

The nations and lords of Pisa, Ferrara, Rome, Thesia, Venice, Bologna, Florence, Naples and Taranto have declared war on France by declaring war on France by forming the Third Holy Alliance against France!

At about the same time, the Genoese aristocracy, represented by the exiled Doria and the Cargino families, also announced their membership in the alliance.

Subsequently, Mariano de Medici, who had become a cardinal, publicly declared his support for the actions of the Holy Alliance.

And in these unexpected moves, the performance of the Kingdom of Naples surprised Alexander VI, who had just expressed his support for Caesar!

On 25 April, the regent of Naples, Jossa Cosenza Astamara, announced that she would personally lead a total of about 8,000 troops from Naples and Taranto to the north along the coast of Tirenian, by land and sea.

The destination of the sea forces was the port of Pisa, while the army on land, led by Jossa himself, advanced as far as Rome!

It is clear that Tsuisa proved his support for his brother with this hard-line attitude, which exactly copied the way Louis XII marched.

And just as Alexander VI was shocked by Josha's actions, another piece of news came from the north.

Maximian sent his chief minister, and on the day of his arrival in Montina, Kotschach announced in the name of the emperor that he had joined the Third Holy League against France.

A war that has been brewing on both sides for a long time is about to unfold on Italian soil.

By this time, no one had noticed that a letter from Iberia, delivered by the messengers of the Church, had finally reached a young Jewish man in Naples on the last day of April.

Looking at the content of the letter, which was only one sentence, Joseph Buccini's eyes narrowed slightly.

Then he smiled at the two companions who were waiting anxiously with their necks stretched across from him: "Go and tell the Fugger family that you can close the net." ”

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