Chapter 82: The Strange Sixth Sense (Part I)
A nobleman carefully took the lacquered parchment scroll from my hand, on which the German double-headed eagle seal was vivid, and he held his breath, for fear that his breath would break this important document and lightly hand it to another nobleman beside him.
All the nobles sitting around the round table stood up, staring intently at Pedro II tearing open the lacquer seal on the parchment scroll, swallowing loudly, it seems that my request for Your Majesty to take the right medicine this time, and pull the Venetians onto the thief ship has been at least half successful for now.
"Just need us to do so much?"
Pedro II passed on the finished document to the next nobleman, and looked at me in disbelief, not believing that the Germanic people, who were greedy and narrow-minded in their eyes, could offer such generous terms for negotiation.
"We only need to cut off the logistical supply of the rebels, as well as provide the navy, to help you bypass the heavily defended front line and sneak up on their rear?"
At this time, I can't be soft-hearted, how can I play the Venetian who is kind and generous, and hurry up and take the opportunity to get some benefits for myself, otherwise there will be no store in this village, and I will definitely regret it for life!
I took two steps forward so that the old duke could hear me clearly, and let him remember my face: "Please believe in our sincerity, there are so many conditions, but I have some reluctant requests, I hope you can set up a merchant in my territory, through which the surrounding territories can radiate, and by the way, the materials produced in the territory will be transferred." I promise that I will not charge any exorbitant taxes, only one percent of the commercial tax on the goods traded, that your merchants will be free to enter and leave the castle and live in it, that my guards will provide armed protection, and that there is no market for the toilet paper I produce. ”
I smiled and took out a roll of rough toilet paper from my bosom, and began to sell my products, changing into a kind of philistine merchant, I completely forgot that I should be reserved as a nobleman, and bargained with a few noble merchants without grace.
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"My lord, ahead is the landing site chosen by the Venetians!"
Kohler dismounted from the pole of the battleship, picked up the barrel on the ground that was used to clean the deck, and handed it to me in order to replace the one I was about to vomit up.
Ever since he got on the ship, Kohler seemed to find himself feeling like he had been galloping through the woods, to put it bluntly, an instant return to his ancestors, flying around the mast like a big monkey, and even the old sailors lamented that they were not as easy as he was.
Kohler, who often squatted alone at the mast top lookout all day, said he liked the feeling of the sea breeze blowing his hair, as if he was sitting in the treetops listening to the rustle of leaves in the woods, and his heart was calm.
"Wow......"
I unceremoniously vomited a pile of filth in the clean wooden barrel, wiped the corners of my mouth weakly, seasickness made me almost die, the farther away from the shoreline, the more the ship was bumpy, making people unable to stand on their feet and grasp them firmly.
Actually, I'm pretty good, most of the infantry carried in the cabins of these big warships are mountain children who are on a boat for the first time, and under the dark, damp and unventilated deck, it must be even more uncomfortable than me, who can breathe fresh air at any time.
"The army will definitely have to rest for a few days, there is no way to fight in this situation, let alone stand up if they are paralyzed, and it will be difficult to even climb."
Kohler nodded, she knew the state of the army best, because he lived in the cabin with the bull at night, and knew the terrible living conditions inside.
"We marched slowly, just in time for the Venetians to outflank Ravanna from the sea and catch the enemy by surprise."
"Whatever! In short, I can finally sleep peacefully tonight, and tomorrow before I wake up naturally, whoever dares to disturb me will turn my face with whom. ”
Looking at the land getting closer and closer in front of me, I was relieved but struggled to squeeze out a smile, the Venetians finally agreed to ally with us to deal with the Crescenti rebels, and the Germans would stand behind them to ensure that in the face of the angry Byzantine Emperor, the Venetians were not fighting alone!
Our landing site was set up in one place, surrounded by small shoals with many jagged boulders, and the Venetian warships, not far from the coastline, dropped anchor, stayed in the narrow side of the battleship to ensure that they had a deep draft, and would not run aground, and then sent the soldiers on the deck waiting to land in small boats to the shore in batches, and the scene was like pirates rowing to the shore to bury their treasures in a very chaotic manner.
I stood on the side of the ship, holding the long sword proudly, deliberately draped a fur coat, flying up and down with the sea breeze, imagining facing the battlefield of Normandy in a thousand years later, and I was the five-star general Eisenhower, who was a million armor soldiers in my belly, and I couldn't help but feel some scolding excitement in my chest, and the messy hair in the wind seemed to be as confident as being fluttering, and the uncomfortable feeling in my stomach was slightly soothed.
As the commander of the first batch of landings, the bull had already rowed his men to the coast in a small boat, and I watched him from afar, wondering in my heart the unfairness of God, why some people are so perverted in physical fitness, they can be energetic without sleeping, and they are not seasick.
Kohler climbed on top of a high mast like Tarzan, waving and roaring at the bull excitedly, and he, who had never seen the sea before, turned into an orangutan with chicken blood, almost growing on the mast.
"Two perverts!"
The soldiers waiting on the deck did not look very good, the turbulence in the sea in the past few days, especially the life in the cramped and gloomy cabin, made everyone vomit, diarrhea, limb weakness, and so weak that they could not even put on the armor on their bodies, and could only tremble and barely stand with their weapons.
The Venetian sailors hugged their arms, as if they were looking at the mountain cannons that entered the city for the first time, looking at the large group of yellow-skinned landlubbers in front of them, their faces were full of pride, and they longed to strip naked and have a five-kilometer mixed freestyle performance in the sea, which made me have a more intuitive understanding of Jiangzhou Li Kui in "Water Margin", who was beaten by Zhang Shun on the boat and didn't even know his mother.
In front of us are the black whirlwind of "Don't let me bump into you on the street", the Venetian sailor with a red turban and a cross-faced face, and the white strip of "I am only waiting for you in the water".
It was not until the evening that all the soldiers were transported.
Venice, in order to show its sincerity, sent a legion of two hundred well-armed archers, all of them with composite bow chest plates, and a soft shoulder guard to prevent muscle strains tied to their chests, compared to them our archers dressed like beggars, or the kind of sharp brothers, and the tattered clothes were embarrassed to say that they were archers, and the most shabby thing was not that they were too poor to wear pants, but a mess of rotten pieces of cloth, and they were worthy people.
From the first day he saw them, Kohler was deeply fascinated by the horn fish glue composite bow, and sang all day long with the commander of the archer formation:
"Half of the juice for you, love for each other"
Disgusting stammering, finally succeeded in getting out of the symmetrical brother and brother with the other party, so to say that he got a compound bow of his dreams, and then that buddy was ruthlessly abandoned, it turns out that men are close to each other for a purpose, no matter how good the best friends are, there will be a day when they part ways, but what this kid is trying to do, it's really quite a means, very similar to me!