As soon as he had made up his mind, he sent men to make contact with the French army to test the king's wishes, otherwise if the king had always only wanted to slaughter the city, he, the lord of the city, would have thrown himself into the trap, and they would have lost even hope of the last resistance of Monte San Giovanni.

Monlay sent an envoy who was arguably not afraid of death and could speak well to negotiate the terms of surrender with the King of France, hoping that he would be able to salvage the impending catastrophe.

With a mortal heart, the envoy slowly came to the French camp, hoping that with his own efforts, he could turn the tide and find a chance of life for the soldiers and civilians of Monte San Giovanni. He slowly walked to the gate of the barracks, holding a white flag in his hand, indicating that he was harmless to people and animals.

The French guards watched strangely as the Neapolitan walked towards the door of their barracks with a white flag, and they immediately sent men to arrest him, in order to prevent the other party from sending him to spy on the army.

The envoy diligently expressed the purpose of his visit, explained for a long time, and finally it was a mid-ranking officer who came forward to find out what he meant, and he was brought before King Charles VIII of France.

"You say you're a lobbyist sent by that old puppet in Monlay? Could it be that the whole city residents cut off their heads and send them to the door? Charles VIII said contemptuously, his words full of disdainful insults.

When the envoy heard this, his face turned a little pale, and he said with a little sadness: "Honorable Dharma King, God bless you, our city lord knows that what he did before is very wrong, he should not be overwhelmed by his own strength, let alone use all kinds of inferior means to try to block the pace of the great French army, so he sent me here to beg to surrender to the Dharma King, he is willing to command the whole city of soldiers and civilians to surrender to the Dharma King, the city lord himself, and even the city lord's family and clansmen, let the Dharma King dispose of it, there will be no resistance." I only hope that the king can forgive the city lord for his bad deeds for God's sake, and don't anger the innocent residents of the city because of him" After the messenger finished speaking, tears flowed down his face, and his heart was full of sorrow, he was indeed moved by true feelings, thinking that once the king did not agree, then the innocent people of the city, men, women and children would suffer a catastrophe, this kind of human tragedy, how could he not be sad, you know, he grew up in this city, and his feelings for the grass and trees of this city and the people in this city are very deep, Seeing that it was about to be destroyed in front of his eyes, how could he not be heartbroken and desperate.

However, this expression of his true feelings did little to King Charles VIII of France, who decided to set an example by killing the city of Monte San Giovanni after he dared to make all kinds of resistance. Otherwise, if any city in Italy dares to make a move of resistance, when will he be able to completely conquer Naples and conquer Italy? Therefore, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, revealing a very cold smile, and said: "Go back and tell the old man that he doesn't need to do these useless struggles anymore, since he dared to resist in the first place, then he must be prepared to bear the wrath of the French army today!" Go back and tell me what I mean, and let all the residents of the city wash their necks and wait for me to harvest!" As for the old horseman, he himself, including his people, will take it from him on the day the city is broken, and he does not need to give it himself. ”

The messenger looked desperately at the king in front of him, who was as cold as a demon, how could he really be so hard-hearted and have no mercy at all? He knelt down sadly, kept prostrating his head, and shouted: "I hope that for God's sake, the Dharma King will spare the innocent people of the city!" They are all innocent! And he kept prostrating and repeating the words, and his head was pounded very hard, and all at once he was bleeding, but he didn't seem to notice it at all, and still knelt there and begged the King to take back his fate.

Charles VIII was impatient, so he waved his hand and asked the guards to drag him out of the barracks, out of sight.

The messenger had blood on his head, and he was pulled by the soldiers and refused to give up his pleading, struggling to continue kowtowing, unwilling to return in vain. However, he had as much strength as a soldier, and he was dragged out of the barracks by two soldiers at once, and then thrown outside the barracks gate.

The envoy was unceremoniously pushed to the ground by the French army face down, and the blood from the wound on his head was still flowing, and when he touched the sand on the ground, his face was suddenly covered with blood and sand, and he looked extremely hideous. However, he didn't seem to feel any pain at all, and stood there in despair, his face full of despair. After standing for a long time, he remembered that he had to pass the news back immediately, that His Holiness had already made up his mind to slaughter the city, and that the city had to be prepared, although it might not be useful to prepare.

Monlay looked at the sand and blood on the messenger's face, and sat down on the chair, speechless for a long time! Charles VIII was so ruthless that he made up his mind to slaughter the city as soon as possible, which made Monlay's heart remorseful, he didn't expect that his momentary blood and courage would actually bring such great suffering to the people of the city!

With a wave of his hand, he told the messenger to go back first, and sat down in his chair himself, pondering, thinking of all kinds of methods, but almost to no avail! At this time, the French army had surrounded the city to death, and they were full of soldiers and civilians who could not escape if they wanted to.

At this time, a pair of clear eyes were looking at Monlay's sad face, and the light of heartache flashed in his eyes. She is Monlay's daughter Ruth, who is naturally beautiful, with smooth and delicate skin on her face, clear eyes, and a well-proportioned and slender figure, she is a rare beauty. She saw her father like this, and she had heard all kinds of things these days, and knew that her father was worried about the life and death of the soldiers and civilians in the city. She pursed her lips and said softly, "Father, I know what you are worried about, can my daughter share your worries?" Monlay was awakened in hard meditation, and when he heard his daughter's words, he subconsciously asked, "What can you do as a girl?" Ruth said with a resolute expression on her face: "My daughter can sacrifice herself and go to the French army camp to seduce the French king and persuade him to stop embarrassing the soldiers and civilians of the city!" If he doesn't listen, his daughter will find a way to assassinate him! Meng Lai's face turned pale at this moment, he didn't expect his daughter to have such an idea! However, in this almost desperate situation, what other way can be thought of than to sacrifice his daughter? Meng Lai thought, anyway, in the end, the city was broken, and his daughter couldn't escape the fate of being raped and humiliated by the French army, so it was better to go out of the city now and make some contributions to the soldiers and civilians in the city, maybe there was really a glimmer of hope for success!

Meng Lai said to Ruth heavily: "Maybe only by sacrificing you can there be a glimmer of hope that you can save the lives of the soldiers and civilians in the city, you must remember to be careful, persuade if you can, if you can't persuade you, don't be merciful, and kill the Dharma King immediately when you find an opportunity!" Once he is dead, the French army will be left leaderless, and the danger of our Monte San Giovanni hanging in the air will be solved! It's just that no matter whether you succeed or not, you can't live anymore! When Monlay had finished speaking, the old man burst into tears, and hugged his beautiful and beautiful daughter tightly, and the tears fell like pearls with broken threads, and he cried sadly, "You are so beautiful! I used to be full of hope to give you the happiest marriage in the world, to make you the happiest bride in the world, but now I ......" At this, Monlay choked up and couldn't say any more.

Ruth also burst into tears, and she comforted her father and said, "Father, you can die for the sake of the soldiers and civilians in the city, and so can your daughter, and your daughter will always be proud of you!" I love you, Father! ”

The father and daughter stood in the hall and cried for a long time, and at the end, Ruth changed into a half-revealing sexy costume and sent directly to the door of the French army in a sedan chair, and the soldiers who sent it loudly told the French army that this was the beautiful woman sent by Monte San Giovanni to make amuse for the French king's amusement.

As soon as the French army heard that it was a beautiful woman for the king, they did not dare to slack off, and immediately checked the sedan chair up and down, and called some women to search the beauty up and down, and found that this beauty did not carry any sharp weapons on her, so they sent the person and the sedan chair to the camp of the king.

When the palanquin was delivered to the camp, the King happened to be discussing with several commanders about the attack on Monte San Giovanni tomorrow, and when he heard that it was a beautiful woman sent by the old horseman, Charles VIII's huge head shook slightly, and a look of disdain flashed on his face. With such an obvious seduction, how could he be fooled! On the day the city was broken, what beauties in the city did not belong to their French army? Is it possible to ask them to send beautiful women for his pleasure at this time?

Charles VIII asked people to bring in the beauty, and he wanted to see what kind of beauty it was with the generals, and he sent it to the French camp in this way.

Ruth wore an unusually sexy outfit, step by step into the camp, her snow-white delicate skin, in the half-naked and half-exposed clothing against the backdrop of so seductive, delicate face, flashing with the shyness of a girl, ** feet, look snow-white and soft, a pair of thighs are long and straight, half-covered and half-concealed is even more people can no longer turn their eyes at a glance.

Charles VIII has seen a lot of beauties, and he has to admit that this woman has a fight with Carriet, and she is indeed a beauty who has brought disaster to the country and the people, and he also wondered in his heart, how can this Naples have a beauty of this level. However, at the moment of the great enemy, this woman's origin is unknown, with his shrewd nature, how can he be so easily tempted.

However, the generals next to him all saw that their eyes were shining, especially Tiger, the sound of swallowing saliva was so loud, and his eager eyes seemed to want to swallow this beautiful woman on the spot! However, they always knew that this was a beautiful woman dedicated to the Dharma King, and they only dared to look at it, but they did not dare to move other crooked thoughts.

Charles VIII's eyes rolled, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, and came up with a crooked idea, and with an evil smile on his face, he looked at Ruth with ill will, and said: "Since you have already been sacrificed to me, it is obvious that you are ready to dedicate yourself, in this case, I will reward you to several of my subordinates, so that it is worthy of the good intentions of the old horseman of Monlay!" After saying this, Charles VIII laughed proudly and said to the commanders, "Do you see if this beauty is still agreeable?" If you like it, you can all taste the wonderful taste of this beauty tonight, as for the order before and after, the rest of you decide for yourself, I will make the decision, let Angus, the most accomplished veteran, be the one who breaks the melon first! ”

Charles VIII was determined to humiliate this beauty, and this decision made the rest of the generals ecstatic, and Angus, although he was old, was still majestic, and the thought of being able to have a night with a beauty of this rank tonight was very excited, and he felt that it was in vain that he had done his best to fight for the King of France.

But Ruth, when she first heard about her dedication, she was overjoyed, thinking that the king coveted her beauty, so that she would have a chance, but who knew that the situation turned straight down, and she was actually rewarded to the following generals as playthings! In an instant, there was not a trace of blood on Ruth's face.