Gomez's killing apparently caused even more unrest, some of the nearby soldiers who were still resisting began to panic, they retreated one after another, more and more people gathered together and retreated to the backyard, several soldiers also noticed that something seemed to have happened in the living room, just as they were about to run over, there was a loud bang in the direction of the palace gate in the distance, and the whole palace seemed to shake in the sound!

"This is ......" Osborne, who followed the Aragonese soldiers, looked ahead with a dull face, although separated by a few houses, the smoke rising from the night could still be seen clearly, "Cannons? ”

Osborne's head buzzed, but not because of the sound of the cannon, but because of the sudden series of events.

He didn't see Gomez's death, but the palace was already shouting everywhere, "Gomez is dead, the palace minister is killed!" The rumors had already frightened him, and now that he saw that the civil unrest that had broken out in the unknown way had turned into an attack on the palace, and that there were even cannons, Osborne felt as if the sky was about to fall.

The tailor had never intended to participate in a real battle, and even this time he volunteered only to save his position that had been shaken in the heart of the palace minister, but what had happened now was beyond his imagination, not to mention that Gomez's death had left Osborne in complete despair.

"Alexander, where is he?" Osborne asked the man next to him, and then he shouted, "Where is Cambrai, go find him and take him away!" ”

Several Aragonese soldiers looked at Osborne blankly, wondering why he was suddenly so nervous about the safety of the Greek, although these people were trusted by Gomez, but they did not think of Osborne, and now they heard that the palace minister was dead, although they did not know whether the news was true or false, but they were already demoralized.

There was a shout from the front palace outside, and the soldiers became nervous, they knew that the people had rushed into the palace, and by this time there was no one to inquire about how the cannons had suddenly appeared, and no one had listened to Osborne's orders to venture to find a Greek in this confusion.

The soldiers ran to the southwest corner of the palace, where they knew they should have their companions, for the palace guards were usually stationed there, and between the two right-angled towers in the southwest corner there was a small but strong inner fort, which the Normans had prepared in the early years to prevent the palace from being breached.

Osborne was almost carried by the soldiers to the inner fort, or he was already weak, but he made excuses for his escape, only thinking that if Alexander had any more accidents, his future would be over.

When Alexander flashed out of the two half-hidden doors, he saw a scene in the porch.

Although Gomez's killing was a surprise to him, he was more concerned about Sofia's safety, so he only hurriedly glanced over there and turned around and ran in the direction of the palace minister's living room.

Although it was not entirely clear which room the lady was in, Alexander had seen the maids who served her come in and out of it, and while the killers of Gomez were excitedly scavenging for booty from the unfortunate corpse of the palace minister, Alexander slid through the grass behind the porch and quickly flashed into the crooked door that had apparently been knocked open.

Then he felt a trip under his feet, and before he could see clearly, he tripped over something and fell to the ground.

A scream rang out, and then it was interrupted by life.

Because suddenly, Alexander's sword was already out of his hand, and he rolled around and quickly tried to get up, but when he looked up, his forehead was just hit by a cold crossbow arrow!

Then he saw Sophia's wide eyes, open mouth, and her nervous look of surprise and surprise.

"Sophia!" Alexander jumped up excitedly, he didn't even care about stepping on something that felt soft, he jumped up and hugged Sophia in his arms!

"Ah~"

The girl who couldn't speak could only express her inner feelings in the simplest single tone, but she didn't know how much meaning it contained, but she also hugged Alexander's neck tightly, and even strangled him a little breathless, but she told everything.

"Where's my husband?"

Even in the critical moment, the voice was still reserved, and Alexander saw that the palace minister was taking her hand off the mouth of the maid next to her, it seemed that it was the woman's cry just now, and only then did he be even more surprised to see the two men lying on the floor in the room, and the other who tripped him was lying in the middle of the door.

Although he didn't see any wounds, looking at the motionless appearance of these people, Alexander's first reaction was that these people were already dead.

He looked at the palace minister in surprise, although he had also heard that this lady was from the Aragonese family and was a typical famous family, but the scene in front of him still made him feel incredible.

Could it be that this lady is still some kind of hidden master?

The absurd thought vanished in a flash, and Alexander, of course, did not believe in such a thing, and he also saw the short crossbow in Sophia's hand, which made him seem to understand something.

"Where's my husband?" Madame asked again in a low voice, and then, without waiting for an answer, she suddenly said, "He's dead, isn't he?" ”

Alexander nodded in amazement, he noticed that the tone in which the palace minister said this was not an inquiry, but just a fact, as if the palace minister's death had been expected by her.

"Greeks, protect us from here," said the princess's voice, still reserved, as if her husband's death had not caused her any other emotional changes, and as she said this, Alexander was surprised to see a slightly older woman come out of the depths of the room, holding a boy in her hand and a smaller girl in her arms.

"Let's get out of here," said Madame Gong decisively, her head always tilted down only slightly as she stepped over the corpse at her feet, and then straightened her waist as if nothing in the world could make her bend down, "protect my children and I will give you enough reward." As she spoke, she looked at Sophia, who was holding a short crossbow next to her, and continued: "Don't worry, my words count, I will give you back this girl, as long as you keep my children safe, I will do my best to repay you, I swear by the honor of the nobles of Aragon." ”

The words of the palace minister made Alexander pout secretly, he had already seen the reputation of the Aragonese nobles, whether it was the palace minister or the palace minister's wife, or Alfonso, this is the so-called Aragonese family never seemed to take honor to heart, which can be seen from the palace minister's use of Sophia to threaten him, and Alfonso did not hesitate to launch a conspiracy attack in order to become a bishop.

It's just that now although he wants to save Sophia, it seems that he can't leave without taking the palace minister and her child, although this woman can't stop him, but if he wants to destroy his escape, he can do it.

Alexander had no doubt that if he found out that he was going to abandon them, the woman would be caught in the net and attract the enemy.

"Let's go," Alexander didn't want to entangle with the palace minister, this is the kind of woman who is called strong-willed but actually paranoid, he said as he picked up Sophia and came to the door to look out, only then did he notice that the man who fell in the door had a familiar crossbow bolt stuck in his body, "You did this?" ”

Sophia nodded, and then pointed to the other corpse, which seemed to mean that she had also killed it, which made Alexander secretly speechless, he never thought that this gypsy girl was so powerful that she could kill two men with weapons.

The outside had changed, and the sudden appearance of the cannon frightened the guards, and also surprised the gangsters, as if they did not expect this change, as the palace gate was bombarded by the cannon, the people who had just blindly followed the shouting were stunned for a short time, and then pushed back and forth towards the collapsed palace gate like a flock of ducks being driven.

Thick woollen curtains and precious silk fabrics were torn off, shiny silverware became stolen goods carried in the bosom of some, and carpets and elaborate enamel hanging walls from the lowlands were simply rolled up and carried away.

For a while, no one knew why they had rushed into the palace, no one had ever asked for the man who had been charred on the pyre, no one even knew how it had happened in the first place, only that they had been running and shouting in the palace with others, or simply venting their terrible impulses from nowhere.

The chaos had obviously given many people a chance to make a fortune, but it had also given Alexander a chance to escape, and the sudden influx of the people who had broken into the palace disrupted the purpose of the attackers, and they were squeezed around in the crowd, although a few seemed to see someone running out of the living room, but soon more and more Sicilians rushed into the palace and drowned them in the frantic crowd.

Alexander clung to Sophia's hand, and when she ran out of the room, he told her to keep up with her, he knew very well what this madness would bring, and knew better than anyone how terrible the destructive power of a blind populace would erupt if they were unrestrained, and even nearly two centuries ago, the original Normans were driven out of Sicily by this almost destructive force.

Originally, Alexander wanted to go back to the secret passage the same way, but he soon found that this path was impassable, especially as he looked at the crowds pouring into the palace along the central corridor that ran through the palace, and he knew that if he walked back, he would probably be trampled and trampled to death by the crowd.

"Follow the crowd."

Alexander was surprised by the calmness shown by the palace minister, but he didn't think about it, and dragged Sophia along the crowd to the gate on the other side of the palace. He had already thought about leaving with Sophia through another palace gate as soon as he left the crowd a little, and as for Osborne's whereabouts, he couldn't care about it at this time.

In fact, there was another reason that prompted him to decide to leave the palace as soon as possible, that is, he really did not expect the French to be so bold, although he did not know how they instigated the Palermo people, but as long as he thought that they dared to pull out the cannon for the sake of this conspiracy, Alexander could not help but wonder if he had underestimated the courage of the people of this era.

What was originally thought to be a threat to the bishopric, at most a small conspiracy of a few people to attack the royal palace, turned into a catastrophe that led to the killing of the Sicilian palace minister and the fall of the royal palace of Palermo.

Taking advantage of the sparse crowd, Alexander pulled Sophia and ran out of the palace gate.

As he rushed out of the palace, he saw a crowd of people running towards him.

At the front, it seems to be the old Gurga who has a big enmity with him!