Chapter 395: Vertical and Horizontal (4)
"Do you want to launch an attack?"
Don't be so stubborn, boy, blinded by paranoia can't see the trick to making things clear.
"The soldiers are ready, as long as we can cross the moat and rush to the city, we definitely have a way to break through the walls!"
I was silent and did not answer, as far as the existing conditions are concerned, the Castel Sant'Angelo is simply impossible to conquer, and a forced attack will only cause a loss of troops.
"Surround the castle, we can't get in, and don't let the enemy come out easily."
I'm afraid the enemy doesn't want to come out at all: "Let's go, let's hurry up and do another thing, how is the Vatican arranged?" I hope to get the news that everything is going well. ”
"The problem of the church is not big, the clergy who fled and hid grabbed a handful, and all of them were obediently tied up, but ......"
Rollo observes my face in a long voice, and if both things are not done properly, he does not know what kind of punishment he will face:
"The Holy See Privy Council went to the empty house, the cardinals ran clean, and not only that, but they took the holy vessels necessary for the coronation of the Pope......" The words stopped abruptly, and he did not dare to continue.
I thought about it a long time ago, and the person in red is just that, thinking that he is playing with children?
"It doesn't matter, these are all formalities, and if someone is there, they can do it, after all, the Vatican is in our hands."
I blinked nonchalantly, "Let's go ahead with the plan, tomorrow is going to be a day of extraordinary significance." ”
There are all sorts of things to say about the continuation of the sacred or a betrayal of tradition, but it's like ants sitting around an elephant and chattering so much that the elephant can't even see them.
"Remember, those who achieve great things are not informal, and learn to use the advantages they have to achieve maximum results, and it is often not a good idea to follow the old path."
"Hmm!"
Rollo's expression now seems to be more and more like the bull of the past, which shows that he is getting used to receiving and thinking, and these two are the keys to growth.
It was getting late when I got back to the house where I was stationed, I was too busy to eat, and things in Rome were a mess that I couldn't figure out, but I had to peel back the cocoons and clean them up little by little.
Busyness is the sign of a successful person, but also a helpless fate, I use these two words to motivate myself, and at the same time look at Rollo who entered the house with a plate of grapes.
"My lord, the kitchen has prepared grapes and dry bread, you can eat some simply." He placed the plate firmly on the table in front of me.
"Is Mantinis-Sergius coming?" I pulled off a grape that was still stained with water, put it to my mouth and sucked it shallowly.
"I've been waiting for a long time in the afternoon."
Rollo leaned over to me: "Master Ispi took a lot of effort to catch him, I heard that he escaped out of the city along the secret passage, if someone hadn't told him that he almost boarded the cargo ship leaving the port, but unfortunately he was caught at the docks!" ”
"It's another guy who doesn't know what to do, and their straw bale head is stuffed with sanctimonious loyalty and faith, if only faith and loyalty!"
Loyalty is the panacea for fools, and faith is a golden remedy for numbing fools, the two complement each other, and together they cling to the feet of the king of power and interests.
"Then let him dry for a while and reflect on it, and wait until I finish eating this bunch of grapes."
As I spoke, I picked up my plate and walked to the veranda near the river to look into the distance, the outline of the Castel Sant'Angelo could no longer be seen in the darkening sky, but the bonfires lit by the attackers and defenders were particularly clear.
The Tiber River flowed quietly, as if it had not changed since the foundation of God, and I quickly filled my stomach and stared at the water with a brilliant idea.
"Rollo, find some people to raise this side of the riverbank......"
I gestured to the neatly built embankment on the opposite bank: "Then I ordered the besieging troops to withdraw to higher ground." ”
He rubbed his head and followed the movements of my hand to observe, and he didn't hear a reason for a long time.
"If you raise this side of the river, you won't be able to continue pouring down the bend of the river......
He suddenly opened his mouth wide: "I see, you are trying to force the river to pour back and break down the enemy's walls!" ”
"No!"
Rollo's line of thought is right, but it is biased.
"The Castel Sant'Angelo is so strong, this little bit of river water will definitely not work, I have another purpose, you see!"
I pointed to the shadowy castle in the distance: "The enemy is trying to fight us with their reserves, so I will force them to come out and surrender themselves, and when the river floods, the wells in the city will inevitably be polluted, and when the epidemic spreads, will the rebels still have anyone who can carry a spear?" ”
Rollo was stunned by my evil idea, he had never imagined that a great river of the ordinary would have such a function, and in his eyes the Tiber River was an obstacle to the encirclement of the army and the protection of the enemy, but it had been transformed into a weapon to destroy the rebels by my cunning.
"Go and get someone to bring Mantinis in."
I stopped him from wanting to say more, and walked back to the table to rummage through the piles of papers, each with a different pattern representing a different family.
"Rollo."
I stopped the young knight who was about to push the door out, but the latter reflexively bowed and waited: "Is there any news from Nijmegen?" ”
I tried to make my tone as relaxed as I could, but I couldn't control my growing excitement.
Rollo lowered his eyes, his expression after thinking about it already said everything: "I'm sorry, my lord, our scouts haven't returned yet, and there is only news of a war in the north on the Roman side, and there is no information about Nijmegen......"
I thought of Leonardo's informants in the city, who maintained one-on-one contact, and should have come here to report the letter of my march, but ......
"Send more scouts back, be sure to find out the real situation, and start investigating suspicious people, I guess we may provoke a powerful opponent hiding in the shadows, maybe our every move is under the control of the other party at this moment."
I put down the half-read document, but what I was thinking about in my head was not what it was: "I have to speed up, this feeling of being stared at is very bad, like a waste person with no senses, who knows nothing about anything around him, only passively accepts." ”
"I understand."
Rollo's tone was full of uncertain sadness: "There are my family there too, and I don't want them to be ......"
Mantines-Sergius was a well-known prodigal in Rome, and he was known to be merciful in all the streets, and it was rumored among the nobles that the boy of Sergius's family had heard jokes about the crotch of all the women in Rome to satirize his corrupt private life, and because he often wore red velvet robes, this playboy had the nickname of the Red Fox, which is evident from the opinion of the old Neapolitan prince, who was nicknamed the Prince of Skirts.
The red fox is abducted and speculated everywhere, and has offended big people more than once, but he has relied on his deep family background to get away with it, and continues to play the absurd life of life, spending money every night, and his mistress changes more often than clothes, and his reputation is a mess.
It has to be said that although Mantinis has a bad reputation, he is indeed quite a handsome and noble son, the red fox has a beautiful and smooth face like a woman, there are small wrinkles left by the years and thin sword eyebrows, and the fox eyes are as black and charming as the eternal night, anyone who is stared at by these eyes will inevitably be swaying and deeply trapped, his nose and chin are sharp, quite characteristic of the Sergius family, and the lustrous black hair is cut short, of which there are only a few silver strands, The hair forms a conspicuous beauty tip above the center of the eyebrows.
"I haven't been able to leave a mark on your face for so many years, Lord Sergius." The moment the door opened, I smiled and greeted the prince in a ragged shirt.
"You don't have to use honorifics, and besides, calling me Mantines, it would be more cordial, wouldn't it, Lord Duke?"
Without seeing it, he pulled a chair and sat down across from me, his feet resting naturally on the table, as if he knew me well: "Let me guess, you didn't just take me back to catch up on the old days, and besides, there is no old relationship between you and me." ”
He tore off a grape and threw it in his mouth, and said indistinctly: "Now Rome is like a hornet's nest that has been poked, buzzing and buzzing...... You want to eat honey but you don't want to be stung, so you need the help of a honey picker, right? ”
When dealing with smart people, you never have to explain so hard, but you have to deal with it even more: "There will be something fun tomorrow, will you come?" ”
"Come, why not? I'm the one who likes to join in the fun. ”
He simply picked up a bunch of grapes and ate it in his mouth: "But before that, can you let me take a shower?" ”
The early sky was grey, and the thin dark clouds controlled the light just right, both blocking out the scorching sun and keeping people warm.
The hazy morning mist of the Tiber River transforms the banks of the bustling river into an ethereal wonderland, and if you ignore the noise of the riverside people and the rudeness of pouring night pots into the water, the scene is quite warm and comfortable, and it marks that a city is slowly waking up from its sleep.
I was accustomed to wake up and eat something, and when the kitchen was ready, I tearfully broke open the bread while Rollo helped to cool the freshly steamed porridge, and the aroma of the wine in the glass went straight to the nose and whetted the appetite, and the aristocracy of the era rarely drank water, which was regarded as something that only the inferior people touched.
Except, of course, when marching and fighting, although most of the nobles insisted on drinking their own liquor on the battlefield, they regarded all kinds of liquor as a life-sustaining elixir, and drank it all day and night as if they were not paying for it.
"I didn't sleep well last night, and today I have to find someone to stuff some firewood and grass under the mattress."
I rubbed my sore shoulders and complained, "This body is too rough to stand the soft and collapsed mattress." ”
Rollo nodded in response, and pushed the rice bowl with wheat porridge in front of me: "That Mantinis can eat and sleep, and he stays quiet all night, nothing unusual." ”
"It would be strange if he had something abnormal, our red fox is a clever man as cunning as a fox, and now that he is on the thief ship, he will have to pay a considerable price if he wants to go down, he is not stupid."
I blew on the wheat porridge that didn't have any heat at all, put it to my mouth and took a tentative bite: "Maybe he's still thinking about how to take advantage of the opportunity to make a big turnaround, Mantinis, hehe, I didn't expect that one day we would come together." ”
Rollo arranged the robes hanging on the hangers, carefully smoothing out the folds at the corners of the edges, which was the dress that the tailor had ordered to hurry up overnight to cope with the big scene of the day.
Recently, Rollo is still serving by my side, taking care of all the important tasks, Beers, who was supposed to take his place, is too young and not knowledgeable, and is only responsible for some errands and communication, as for Luca, who has a big waist and a round waist, there is no other position more suitable for him except to squat outside every night as a door god.
"Let's leave for the Vatican after dinner, I can't wait to go to the show today."
Power, **, the ugliness of human nature are all concentrated in a moment of vivid display, as a good thing of the onlookers, what is more attractive than this?
"I have strengthened the garrison on the Vatican side, and each priest is guarded by at least two soldiers to ensure that they will not cause chaos in the series, and honestly follow your prior arrangement......"
"Wait!"
I interrupted him and said secretly, "You remember, I never arranged it, no matter what happens today, I'm an outsider like you, we're spectators, understand?" Never interfere in the private affairs of the Vatican, let them handle it themselves. ”
After breakfast, I bathed and changed my clothes, and rushed to the Vatican under the escort and crowd of knights, the sun still could not get rid of the entanglement of clouds, the sky seemed to be more and more gloomy, faint signs of rain, the morning bell of St. Peter's Church in the heart of the Holy See rang on time, but it struck a dozen times more than usual, and the melodious bell reminded the residents of Rome to be different today.
When they arrived at the square outside the church, many of the city's nobles and devout believers had gathered one after another, and a few carriages and tattered shacks in the corners showed that they had been guarding outside since the previous night, and the soldiers standing guard erected layers of antlers and thistles to prevent these unrelated outsiders from entering.
Nijmegen's car was so conspicuous that it was surrounded by a crowd of people who were immobilized and excitedly recited passages from the Bible, even with sporadic cursing.
The Romans still hated me as the murderer of the Pope, compared to the nobles who were much more sensible, and they politely begged the Duke through the window to let him in, in order to fulfill the last loyalty of a believer, and I yawned lazily on the mat, listening to Rollo command the soldiers to separate the crowd and reject the petty nobles with a categorical rejection.
Are there any big production sets that you can visit casually?
There is no director, screenwriter, and co-starring, ://bqg3