The rest of the main course is nothing to marvel at, but it is more eye-catching in terms of presentation and side dishes.

A wide variety of sausages, red sea bream lying between the layers of sauce, black pepper-flavored ribs, rabbit stew with fish sauce, onion rings fried until golden brown, and much more.

The servants kept passing the dishes and serving them, the nobles kept chewing and swallowing, the attendants kept pulling down the plates, and the rooms of the people who were busy with their own affairs formed a funny assembly line, and roughly calculated, the sausages alone consumed a full five plates, which is quite an astonishing amount!

Ispi filled the wine glass, and the syrup that slowly flowed from the mouth of the bottle was filled with an unusual aroma, which instantly hooked the audience's saliva, and some of them even overturned the plates and bowls in order to get closer.

"What's this good stuff?" I peered through the crystal glass to observe the tiny impurities that were flying up and down in the wine.

"Continorrome, the gift of the god of wine."

Ispie gently shook the glass, causing all the impurities that had settled at the bottom of the glass to float and dazzle: "The best Florentine wines are made with honey, black pepper, bay, dates, frankincense, saffron, cooked and sealed and stored in ten days. ”

His eyes became more and more confused as he stared at the glass: "Those who have drunk this wine will never forget its taste in this life." ”

"Is it so amazing?"

I put the cup to my lips suspiciously, took a small sip and savored it, while the others stared at me in anticipation of my reaction.

"It's a little astringent, it's sweet, and it's a little indescribable, but it's a taste that lingers between your lips and teeth...... Well, sure enough! ”

Hearing me say this, everyone's gluttony was seduced again, but unfortunately there was only such a small bottle of wine, which was not enough for everyone to share, and I smiled approachingly, and poured most of the unfinished glass into Otto's cup next to him, who was flattered and bounced up from his seat, and his mouth was full of gratitude.

"Don't get in the way, give a good wine to the heroes, all of you are real heroes, and you deserve this wine!"

I felt like a viper spitting out a letter when I laughed: "As we all know, the rebels are still entrenched in the easily defended Castel Sant'Angelo trying to resist to the end, so tomorrow is inevitable and fierce battles will be inevitable, this feast is a well-deserved reward for all, please enjoy, may God bless Germany, bless Nijmegen, for victory, cheers!" ”

"Cheers!"

After a few glasses of fine wine, the atmosphere suddenly became lively, even the exquisite dishes did not restrain these rural landlords from obeying the rules, shouting loudly, laughing unscrupulously, not avoiding the hiccups and farts of others, and even more stripped naked and jumped in the patio to catch the wrestling, the good high-end banquet turned into a dinner party in the rivers and lakes, and it was almost a showman's spit fire and turn his head, I was full of black lines with my hands on my cheeks, smiling bitterly and helplessly.

Luo Luo didn't know when he stood behind him, and whispered in his ear: "I have connected with the inside, and the other party wants to get a reliable reconciliation signal." ”

"Reliable signal?"

I pinched the silver needle skin and smiled at the food on the plate: "It's really interesting to talk about these people, and you think you have the strength to bargain with us, but mortal nature is probably like this, don't answer them, prepare for the siege of the city." ”

While our group of nobles was feasting, the soldiers who had fought all night did not rest, they only took a short rest to fill their stomachs, and then hurried to carry out new tasks.

Some followed Ishpi's men to search for suspicious people from house to house, some were busy dismantling the undamaged scorpion crossbows at the head of the city and transporting them to the designated locations, while others were responsible for cleaning the battlefield and burying the bodies.

All in all, while I was belching and picking my teeth contentedly, Rollo, who had been on and going, rushed back to report that everything was ready.

"Oh, what time is it?"

The special structure of the patio allows the small sky to be flooded with light, and the pool dilutes the heat, so it is difficult to tell the right time outside, so I threw the silver pin on the table and walked through the long corridor to the balcony on the riverside side of the mansion, which has a wide view and is more beautiful and comfortable.

"God, time flies so fast, before you know it, the sun is about to set, is that the one over there is the Castel Sant'Angelo where the rebels are entrenched?"

In the distance, the battlements can be seen faintly on the outside of the bustling bend of the Tiber River, hidden in the steaming mist of the river at dusk, like a city floating in the sky in the clouds, which can be seen and feared by those who want to besiege it, no wonder it has become a refuge for successive popes.

Luo Luo walked to the side, leaned out with his hand on the railing to observe carefully, and only agreed after a while: "I didn't expect to be able to see so clearly here." ”

His finger went up against the direction of the current: "You guessed it right, it's the Castel Sant'Angelo, the square fortress facing the Tiber." ”

"Holy Angel ......"

I tasted its name: "It's a very elaborate name, it's holy and glamorous, but it's a pity that no one in it is good." ”

Liars, conspirators, and duplicitous people have done vendettas, blood, and filth against each other, and have tarnished the faith of the world in vain.

"I heard that there was once a mausoleum built for himself by a Roman emperor, and then Rome fell into the hands of the enemy, and his tomb was looted by barbarians, and his ashes were scattered......"

He paused, as if searching for hearsay fragments in his mind: "It may be that the tomb was built very strongly, and the ruler expanded and repaired it to become a fortress to defend the city, and hundreds of years ago, when the plague was epidemic in Rome, a pope organized a penance procession, passing through here suddenly saw the phantom of the archangel Michael inserting his sword into the sheath, thinking that it was an auspicious sign that the plague was coming to an end, so he named the Castel Sant'Angelo, and expanded the outer wall and the covered bridge connecting the Vatican again." ”

"I can't imagine that there are so many stories in a humble castle."

I tried to stare at the castle but to no avail, it seemed to have spied on my mind and deliberately hid behind the white fog to hide and seek.

"The emperor is strong, in the end, he is only a handful of loess, and he still bears the danger of being crushed by the enemy, see it, this will also be my end, and in the end nothing will fall ......"

Luo Luo was stunned and didn't know whether to answer, I stood with a calm face and my hands in my hands, listening to the sound of the rolling waves of the Tiber River, and my mind had already drifted to the clouds.

Heavy footsteps sounded behind me, it sounded like a herd of elephants galloping past, and I closed my eyes helplessly, crying and waiting for the owner of the voice to speak.

"Your Excellency."

Sure enough, there was no frustration in a rough voice: "It's ready over there, the adults asked me to ask you if you want to start?" ”

What can be done to transform you into what the bull is now? I suddenly felt powerless, and turned around in vain:

"Luca, before you do something, you have to keep silently reciting your identity, you are now my squire, squire, you know?"

I hope he can understand the difference between the guards and the servants outside who do chores such as brushing horsehair and washing the toilet, and ask God to save him from the elm brain melon that he can't understand.

"Remember, you are a squire with status, a close person who can come and go in my bedroom at will, and your every move will directly ghostwrite me, the taste and cultivation of the Duke of Nijmegen, so you must learn the necessary etiquette, walk slowly, speak softly and concisely, understand? Look at how Rollo does it, you don't have to learn more from him. ”

Lukka scratched his head embarrassedly, and I subconsciously made up a funny scene of a giant bear scratching his ears and cheeks on his head, and his serious expression immediately couldn't hold up: "Okay, what did you just say?" ”

"The adults are waiting for orders, and our warriors have surrounded the castle where the rebels are entrenched."

"So what are you waiting for?" I strode out the door, Rollo followed with his armor and sword, and Luca thought for a moment before tiptoeing to catch up.

A closer look at the Castel Sant'Angelo reveals why it became a place of refuge for the Pope, the foundation of the castle is not very high on a platform built with excavated moats, but the Tiber River is turning southeast from the front of the castle, and the wide river surface separates it from the opposite bank, except for heavy trebuchets, ordinary projectile weapons cannot threaten the defenders at the head of the city.

The fortress is connected to the Vatican by the city wall, and there are no large flat areas in the other three directions, which makes it impossible for the besiegers to effectively deploy their forces, further limiting the strength of the attackers, thereby improving the defensive level of the castle.

We followed the banks of the river to the southwest of Castel Sant'Angelo, the Palazzo Penitenzieri, which was the Pope's summer retreat and now serves as a former enemy command post, with a rooftop bell tower for a panoramic view of the surrounding situation.

The Tiber River flowed in our right-hand direction, and there was a pontoon bridge between the two banks, but the enemy had destroyed it as they fled into the castle, and the troops on the other side of the bank had to be mobilized to make a detour of the Augustan Bridge, which was half a mile upstream, or to cross the river on the spot.

I ordered the vanguard of the organization to set up a formation on the garden grass of the palace, which was the only open space facing the castle, but so many men and horses gathered together still seemed tight, a dozen men around the scorpion crossbows brought from the city walls to de-wind, after the city was broken the enemy destroyed their counterweight trebuchets and other defending equipment, fortunately the warriors were not afraid of death to charge to save a few broken scorpion crossbows, Rollo recruited the captured craftsmen to help repair them, and after most of the day barely dismantled and patched together four usable ones.

Auden, who followed up, shrunk his neck and said coldly: "Such a strong castle, the enemy's reserves are sufficient, and there are almost no flaws to be found. ”

The rest of his words were blocked in my throat by my cold gaze, and I folded my shoulders to bathe myself in the warm light of the setting sun, and said unhurriedly:

"Do you think this castle is difficult to capture? It seems so, it is built on the topography and is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and it is not difficult to have enough food and water, and of course it cannot find any flaws. ”

Sometimes the flaw is not on the surface, it is buried deeper: "Do you know what I think? The enemy is helping us in disguise, and what could make people happier than pig-like teammates and stupider opponents? ”

“……………………”

Their attitudes express more or less the same activity of thought.

"Draw the ground as a prison!"

I made the idiom clear and wasted a lot of words: "The rebels jumped into the trap in their own right, and it was true that it was safe there, and it was easy to hold the line until we admitted that we were helpless, but they also made a fatal mistake, and in doing so, they also trapped themselves." ”

Isolated from the world, the besiegers will not let a fly fly out of the castle: "Use your brains and think about it, the important clergy of the Vatican are all in our hands, and what are the rebels hiding in the castle?" How many tattered artifacts and holy scrolls? Can these things prevent us from reopening the Papal Council? The answer is yes, they have nothing to do, they don't even understand that they have dug their own graves, and God will not be attached to fools who do not know the times. ”

Oden cautiously answered: "What do you mean...... Shall we not fight? ”

"Hit! Why not fight? ”

I resolutely clasped the railing with my fingers, and the solid wooden pole made a dull sound: "Strategically it is one set, tactically it is another, encircling but not attacking is the general direction, and the key attack shows the attitude of Nijmegen, don't forget that now we are under the banner of supporting justice, how can we not resolutely fight the rebels?" The crowd of onlookers was waiting to see. ”

Everyone was silent, and they didn't know if they didn't understand Kuang Fu Justice or the onlookers, they all pretended to have their own hearts and looked into the distance, and the soldiers who supervised the commissioning of the scorpion crossbow waved a small flag, and Luo Luo immediately said:

"All set, my lord, do you want to start now?"

I touched my untrimmed and unshaven chin, "Let's try two first." "Don't put together the stuff you put together with a lot of effort.

Luo Luo got the order, and took out the identical small flag from his bosom as if he was juggling, and shook it at the soldier just now, and the craftsmen immediately got busy, pulling the winch of the winch of the winch of the winch of the front sight, and the iron spear of the iron spear, and finally got the launch step after a long time.

I stared with interest at the scorpion crossbow in the middle of the crowd, looking forward to its performance for a while, I had suffered from this thing back then, and now the shotgun has been replaced, of course, triumphantly.

The sound of the cow tendon bowstring was followed by the scream of the iron spear tearing through the air, and the naked eye could not catch the trajectory of its flight at all, and the enemies at the head of the city heard the sound and hurriedly looked for a place to hide, but unfortunately things did not develop according to the set plot, the scene of blood splashing on the spot was completely useless, the position of the crossbow bed was too far away from the castle, the iron spear used up its remaining strength, fell softly in the air, fell into the muddy pool of the moat and disappeared.

Rollo's face changed color in the loud laughter of his enemies, his eyes flashed with a deep haze, and his lips trembled slightly from biting too tightly, and he regarded his mistake as a great shame, especially under my gaze, which made him even more ashamed.

Because it was so tight, I could clearly hear Rollo gritting his teeth, and he walked quickly to the railing, leaned out most of his body, and waved the small flag in his hand vigorously.

"Bastard, don't be lazy, do it again!" He didn't care if the other party could hear the shouting from such a distance.

"Forget it."

I patted him on the shoulder: "The ultimate range of the ballista is only three hundred yards and it is an elevation shot, and at most it will reach the city wall, no matter how many times you try again, it will not help." ”

In fact, I don't know anything about the elevation angle and the ultimate range, purely to persuade Luo Luo, his face has been suffocated into a pig's liver color.

(End of chapter)