Chapter IX: Italian Mercenaries
These mercenary leaders, while talking there, were planning in their hearts how to use this incident to maximize their own interests.
Since the collapse of the Western Roman Empire in Italy, it has long been torn apart. In this magical land, in this miraculous era, it is experiencing the baptism of the Renaissance, which has turned it into a rich land with a prosperous economy and a brilliant culture. Politically, however, it was incomparably failed and broken. It was divided into a number of small and large states, the larger of which were the Holy See, Venice, Florence, Naples and Milan, which were equal in political status. In addition to these larger countries, smaller countries are the republics of Ferrara, Mantua, Urbino, Bologna, Perugia and Siena. Each of these countries has its own characteristics, and they all contributed to the rich and varied Italian civilization.
The vast majority of Italians were reluctant to join the army, so they left the defense of their city-states to mercenary leaders, and if there was a conflict between the Italian states, they would either seek outside support, as mentioned above, or hire mercenaries to help them settle their political disputes by throwing a lot of money. Of course, the results of a war between nations fought by mercenaries are predictable: mercenary leaders are keenly aware that today's enemies may be tomorrow's employers, and they certainly cannot kill future employers. Moreover, for these mercenary leaders, their soldiers represent their business capital and the only way to obtain income, so these mercenary leaders cherish their soldiers very much and are not willing to cause too much bloodshed and casualties for the sake of their employers. The combination of these reasons made most of the wars fought between the Italian states staggeringly inefficient. During this period of time, the war between them, not to mention the destruction of the country and the nation, even the war of attacking the camp and the intensity of the village was extremely rare, so that it was called a bloodless war.
Once, there was a conflict between Naples and Florence, and they each hired a mercenary to solve the political contradictions and disputes between them, which really staged a ridiculous show, making future generations seem to be similar to children.
Naples hired a mercenary regiment led by an elderly mercenary leader, while Florence hired a mercenary regiment led by a middle-aged mercenary leader, and when they met at the junction of Naples and Florence, they greeted each other politely, informed them of who they had been hired and why they had come, and then both of them stepped back and set up camp together calmly.
The old commander said to the commanders below: "Now that the enemy army is on the opposite side, you must first set up your camp well, so that one of them cannot help but come and rob us, although they are certainly not willing to pay many casualties to rob our camp, but they must not be afraid that they will take advantage of the fire to loot when they see our mess." ”
There was a young captain below, who also chuckled when he heard this, and said: "Don't worry, the head of the regiment, we will definitely set up the camp steadily, and not let the other party have a chance, but the head of the regiment can send a few clever brothers to spy on their reality, if they are defenseless and have a chance to take advantage of it, we will not take the opportunity to make a windfall, the other party is also a powerful mercenary group often hired by a big country, and the oil and water will definitely be enough!" With that, he laughed sinister and greedily.
The group of captains below also laughed, for this group of old fritters, such a rhythm of war has long been accustomed, and there will be basically no casualties, of course, bumps and bumps are inevitable, but this slight injury is nothing at all for them.
At this time, the old commander said with a serious face: "When you are fighting with the other party, you must tell the soldiers under your command to pay attention, while protecting yourself, you must not put too heavy hands, in case you unite with the other mercenaries and become mortal enemies, if this happens, we will lose more than we gain!" ”
The mercenary captains below also promised one by one, and naturally instructed the soldiers below to pay attention to proportion, there is no need to make a mortal enmity for themselves for a few commissions, that is really worth the loss, the two powerful mercenary groups hate and fight with each other, and then the casualties will no longer be controllable, and they will suffer heavy losses, and if they are not careful, they will be knocked off the altar from the powerful first-class mercenary group, and directly become a second-rate or even third-rate mercenary group!
On the same day, both sides unanimously hung the gold medal for exemption, everyone is familiar with it, so after listening to the return of the scout, they all know that the opponent's defense is quite rigorous, and there is no opportunity to take advantage of it, and they all converge their minds, and when they see the opponent's gold medal for exemption, they also know that there is no battle that day, and they all rest early that day, ready to take a good rest, prepare for the next day's fight, and reserve sufficient physical strength. Yes, it is a weapon fight, not a war, because a war is to kill people, and the battle between mercenaries is similar to a weapon fight, except for some lives due to accidents due to excessive weapon fighting, there are basically no dead people, such a war intensity, and the number of casualties in the large-scale weapon fight in the underworld is also about the same.
The next day, when the sky was dark, the men of both sides got up early, went to the stream to fetch water, and prepared to return to the camp for breakfast. The men of both sides met in the brook in the morning, without any tension at all, and greeted each other, and exchanged friendly exchanges, each telling his life and the joys and bitter blood and tears in between, until the sun completely jumped out of the mountain, they each carried the water back to the camp, and went back to make breakfast for their mercenary group. In the mercenary group, in addition to the combat mercenaries who will directly participate in the weapon fight, the rest include the logistics soldiers who transport food and the guys who cook three meals, and they are almost not hostile to the other mercenary, because the only weapon fight between the mercenary groups has nothing to do with them, so the people who meet the other mercenary group have no hostile mentality at all.
Finally, after the two armies had finished breakfast, the sun had risen to the old high, and the soldiers of both sides began to line up slowly, and then slowly moved towards each other's positions. The marching formation still looked quite terrifying, and a group of black-pressed large-headed soldiers advanced at a relatively neat pace, and the momentum was quite good.
At this time, the middle-aged mercenary leader was also repeating the words he gave to his generals yesterday: "You stupid people, have you remembered what I said last night?" When fighting with the other party, you can beat the other party to cry and injure you, but you can't cripple the other party, let alone kill you, otherwise the feud will be big, and if the other party wants you to die, I can't protect you! Do you understand? ”
The mercenary captain below was obviously taught by the middle-aged mercenary leader yesterday, in fact, he didn't need to be reminded all the time, they themselves also knew the measure, they were all old fritters who had fought old battles, and of course they knew this bit of proportion, so they responded loudly to the mercenary leader, and at the same time tried to inform the soldiers below to let them remember the balance in between.
Both armies finally walked to the middle line between the two battalions in a dense array, both wearing armor and looking like they were also elite soldiers, not easy to mess with. The leaders of both sides slowly walked out of the queue, both greeting each other, and then declaring war on each other in a very chivalrous manner, before slowly retreating into the ranks and loudly announcing that they were attacking each other!
Parker was a newcomer to the mercenary group of the Elder Commander, and he held the well-crafted sword in his hand in a cold sweat, and walked towards the opposing camp step by step. When he saw that the mercenaries in front of him had joined the battle one by one, he became even more nervous, looking at the dense crowd in front of him, and was careful to guard against it, for fear that someone would accidentally cut a sword somewhere. Suddenly, the figure in front of him flashed, and a tall figure appeared in front of him, looking at the outfit, he knew that it was not from his own camp, and he immediately used all his strength to slash at the figure in front of him!
"Dang!" At this time, Parker was scared into a cold sweat, and suddenly remembered that the instructor taught him that he had to leave three points of strength on the battlefield, otherwise he would be in danger if he couldn't make a move. However, the tall mercenary on the opposite side is the real scalp numbness, he immediately judged that this is a mercenary rookie from the opponent's overly powerful sword just now, not to mention that if there is no victory on the battlefield or in a desperate situation, it should not be so sparing no spare strength at all, it's just that the mercenary war tradition has always been a tradition, as long as the old fritter knows, it can't be killed. Only a novice will spare no effort to make a move when he is too nervous! Although he had several opportunities to take out the other party, the tall soldier completely ignored these opportunities and said, "Hey, wake up! Rookie! Don't be too nervous, just take a look at how the veterans around you are fighting! Only then did Parker turn around, and with the feeling of rejoicing that he had survived, he cautiously took a few steps back before looking around.
This look was really dumbfounded, it turned out that the fighting around him was also fierce, and the shouting of killing was shocking, but he could hardly see the corpses lying on the ground, and then he remembered that the regiment commander warned everyone not to give the order of death last night.
I saw that the soldiers around him all looked serious, and the swords in their hands were tightly clenched, slashing at each other with the opponent's moves, and some of the arrogant and overwhelmed soldiers were shouting and slashing vigorously. But no matter how they slashed, they almost didn't see each other's vital points, and more slashed at each other's swords and armor, and they didn't even see much blood.
Parker only now knew exactly what to do, and he did the same, and followed the tall soldier to fight with you and me. The fight lasted all morning, and when the golden gong for retreat was sounded in the mercenary barracks for lunch, everyone was exhausted from the fight, so they stopped one after another, slowly retreated, and retreated back to the barracks together.
Throughout the morning, there were dozens of wounded on both sides, and the number of deaths hit a record low, and no one was killed, which is indeed a miracle, after all, such a large-scale armed fight, from past experience, a few or even a dozen casualties are normal.
After lunch, it was no longer the infantry that appeared again, but the cavalry. The cavalry also fought all afternoon, and this time there were casualties, it was the unlucky mercenary from the Florentine side, who accidentally fell to the ground while sitting on his horse and was trampled to death by the horse's hooves.
In this way, the two sides fought tepidly for a few days, and then both went back to the exchange, and the final result was a narrow victory for the Napoli side, because the mercenaries on this side suffered several more casualties than the other side.
However, this group of mercenaries, especially those from Naples, who had fought bloodless wars for more than a century, had no idea how cruel and powerful the enemy they would face!