With that, Angus begged Charles VIII to retire from exhaustion, and then went back to his tent and went to sleep. Before going to sleep, he cautiously instructed the guards to be on guard and be careful that the enemy would kill him back with a rifle.

Angus slept deeply, he was indeed old, and his body could not bear it in the middle of the night, so he slept very soundly. He didn't know how long he had been asleep, but suddenly he felt someone shaking him next to him, and kept calling his name in his ear, he was so sleepy that he was shaken for a while before he woke up, opened his eyes suddenly, sat up, and quickly asked, "What's wrong, what's going on?" The guard who was standing next to him and woke him up immediately replied: "My lord, there were thieves attacking the camp just now, and now they are still fighting with our patrol outside, and now our camp is a little chaotic, so I hope that your lordship will wake up quickly and preside over the overall situation, and the generals will call me to wake you up." ”

Angus suddenly heard a noisy sound not far away, there were loud shouts, there were the sound of weapons colliding, and all kinds of screams one after another, endlessly. He had just slept so soundly that he could not even wake him up with such a loud noise, and when he was completely awake, he immediately dressed, took his weapons, and walked out of the tent with the guards.

Outside the tent, there were shouts of killing, and some of his own troops gathered in front of his tent, and he immediately led these troops up to fight with the Neapolitans who attacked the camp, and soon they had the upper hand by virtue of their superior strength in the number of people and the incomparable quality of their weapons and armor, and killed the enemy in a retreat, almost without the strength to fight back. These Neapolitans, as if they had come to die, had no combat cooperation, and did not have sophisticated weapons and equipment, so they bravely rushed to kill with a stream of blood, and were not afraid of death. They were outnumbered, but none of them surrendered, none of them fled, but they gathered together to resist desperately, as if they could change something after resistance. Yes, that look, it's like waiting for something!

Angus suddenly thought of this question, and his heart throbbed all of a sudden, and a chill rose behind him, making his scalp tingle! This group of Neapolitans is obviously unreasonable to run to death like this, they should have some bigger plans! Suddenly, Angus saw that on the edge of the firelight, at the moment when all the troops' attention was attracted to this side, many figures sneaked by, running directly towards the ammunition battalion!

"This is a tiger from the mountain! Hurry up, send someone to the ammunition battalion to guard the ammunition! This group of them is here to send them to death, and the real killer move is the group of people in the back! They're going to destroy our ammunition now! Angus shouted loudly and exhaustively!

A general next to him heard Angus's loud call, and only then did he notice that someone was sneaking up on the ammunition battalion! Although the ammunition battalion still has a certain number of soldiers to guard, who knows how many people have passed, as long as one of them breaks through the defense and goes to the ammunition depot to set a fire, then the fun will be great! So a few petty commanders hurriedly led their men to the ammunition camp, intending to intercept the attackers before they reached the ammunition camp.

The group of Neapolitans who were sneakily walking slowly towards the ammunition camp heard Angus's shouts and saw countless torches running towards them, and they knew that their whereabouts had been leaked and the plan had been discovered, so they no longer hid their tracks, and immediately rushed towards the ammunition battalion.

However, Angus always woke up early, and the Neapolitans were still some distance from the ammunition battalion, and they were soon overtaken by the French with torches, and another battle led them to death. However, this group of soldiers was obviously much more elite, well-armoured, and well-armed, so they were often able to break through the French blockade and run in the direction of the ammunition depot! They already had combustibles and ignitions in their hands, and as long as they approached the ammunition depot and burned it clean, their mission would be considered a success. However, there are always a few fish that can break through, although those who can break through are the elite of the elite, but they didn't expect that there is still a team of elite soldiers stationed in the ammunition depot, although the number is not large, but it is easy to kill and injure these fish that have slipped through the net!

In the end, the French army finally caught all the invaders, killed them, and once again controlled the situation. Angus was apprehensive and ordered a few minor commanders to lead their soldiers to the ammunition depot to strengthen their defenses, and no matter what happened outside, they should not leave the camp easily, lest they fall into the other side's plan to divert the tiger from the mountain. The few small commanders who were ordered were also afraid, thinking that if Angus hadn't reacted in time, the ammunition depot had been set on fire by the Neapolitans, and their little commanders who were responsible for guarding might not be able to save their lives, so they all promised that they would never easily leave the camp where the ammunition depot was located.

Charles VIII slept in a blur and heard the commotion, and knew that the Neapolitans had come to attack the camp again, and he was so angry that he only wanted to take the Neapolitans and torture them so that he could quench the hatred in his heart. If you are provoked again and again like this, the Buddha will have fire, not to mention Charles VIII, whose temper itself is not very good?

However, after Angus hurried to his camp and reported the details to him, Charles VIII was frightened into a cold sweat, and shouted in his heart that these insidious Neapolitans must go to hell. He didn't expect that these Neapolitans would actually help such an idea, and they almost got their hands on it! After this time, Charles VIII finally put away his contempt, and no longer dared to despise the Neapolitans as before, and did not dare to treat them as stupid pigs to be taken and taken away. In particular, the rulers of Monte San Giovanni actually had such scheming, which made him feel vigilant in his heart. So, he and Angus called the rest of the commanders overnight, held a brief meeting, and rearranged the defensive deployment. After arranging this, the sky was already dark, but after a whole night of noisy, everyone was tired, so they could not continue to rush this day, so everyone could only rest for a day to recharge before continuing this battle of conquest.

In the days that followed, the Neapolitans sent several waves of dead men to carry out suicide attacks, and the attacks were carried out in a variety of ways, and the French army was not succeeded by them, but they were still frightened by these Neapolitans. For example, sometimes they would poison the water source where they had to pass, and sometimes two groups of men would enter the camp from two directions at the same time, and then, after attracting everyone's attention, they would send two other groups of men to attack and kill, or even one wave would advance from one of the other directions, and one wave would still advance in one of the two directions that came first.

However, under the absolute strength, these tricks have no practical effect, and the French army still smoothly approached Monte San Giovanni step by step, which made the people in Monte San Giovanni very panicked, they can be said to have exhausted their donkey skills, and there is no other means to stop the French attack again.

Meng Lai's face was slightly pale, he looked like he was several years older than a few days ago, obviously he had a very bad time these days, his eyes looked at the many strategists and generals around him with heavy eyes, and he slowly spoke: "What now?" Although we have succeeded in delaying the pace and speed of the French advance by several days, we have not done any substantial damage to the French, but have made them more cautious, and we have not had much chance of taking advantage of them. ”

The others also stood there with sad faces, not knowing what to say, no one thought that the French army would be so strong, or should it be said that the armies of their Italian states were so weak that they were beaten by the French army and were powerless.

Jerry's voice was low and full of sadness: "It seems that there is no way, we may have to organize the people to start fleeing, but the French army has a powerful knightly order, and in the absence of shelter outside the city, the slow-moving fleeing crowd is simply a live target for the knights, and they can easily kill us!" Our previous resistance has completely angered the Dharma King, and they will definitely not let us go, and they are probably ready to slaughter the city! ”

Monlay had apparently thought of this a long time ago, and he was silent, not knowing how to speak. After hearing this, the others were also very frightened and sad, and they were completely overwhelmed.

After thinking for a moment, apparently determined, he raised his head and said loudly to the others, "I caused the trouble this time first!" All the ideas were from me! You're all just being dragged down by me, and the people of the whole city are being dragged down by my competitiveness! Since that's the case, then I'll do my best to get ahead! I will immediately repair a letter and beg the King to surrender, as long as he can promise me not to slaughter the people of the city, I will ask for nothing else, and I will send it to the French army myself!" ”

Everyone else looked at Monlay in shock, and for a moment, they were completely speechless! If His Holiness was willing to do this, it would be great news for them, but it would be too indecent to show happiness in front of the victims, so they all just looked at Mon Lai in shock, completely unaware of what to say.

After saying this, Monlay did not care about anything else, and as soon as the meeting was over, he reflexively went into the back room, and listened to the rest of the people.

Seeing that Meng Lai was so resolute, the words of persuasion that had just come to his throat were swallowed hard, and then everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, and finally everyone didn't say a word, and their minds dispersed. They just thought in their hearts, hoping that His Holiness would accept such conditions, otherwise they would probably be ready to go to God!