Chapter 38: The Capture (I)
Bohemians and bohemians are different, and Massimo knows the difference.
The middle-aged man who came on horseback had short thick half-curly hair, and his bronzed skin was somewhat dry, and he seemed to be wandering all year round, but his eyes were very bright, and there was a keen light in them.
"A bohemia." Massimo grinned, if it weren't for the fact that the mercenary leader looked so terrible, he didn't want to deal with such a bohemia.
In fact, the middle-aged man in front of him was a gypsy.
For many years, the Gypsies were called Bohemians simply because they had received an edict of passage granted by the King of Bohemia during their long migration.
Now seeing a gypsy suddenly appear from the other party, Mahimo couldn't help but look disgusted, which made him even feel that those Bohemian mercenaries who were already dirty in the first place had made people feel disgusting.
"The chief wants you to go back to the castle."
To Mahimo's surprise, and in contrast to the strange and incomprehensible tone of the mercenary leader, the gypsy spoke clearly and fluently.
But his words surprised the monk, and he looked at the gypsy with astonishment, almost thinking that he had misheard.
"Go back to the castle," said the gypsy, apparently not much of a word, as he walked slowly in front of Mahimo on his mount, "and we will not engage you at war as long as you do not provoke." β
"But......" Massimo looked at the gypsy at a loss, he thought that he must have been frightened by the fright of his mount just now, otherwise how dare a Bohemian do this, "Don't you know who you are talking to?" β
"I know you're a monk," said the gypsy's bronzed face, with a strange look, "but if you dare to cross this fence, your God will not bless you." β
"You heretic, Bohemians are heretics," Massimo scolded angrily, but his voice was much quieter, and his eyes kept glancing behind the gypsies, and when he was sure that the bohemians did not hear, he continued, "I have nothing else to do, and if your chief wants to command whoever is to say to the knight behind me, I am only a monk." β
Mahimo couldn't help but stretch out his hand and swing back, but he didn't expect this action to fall into the eyes of the knight captain behind him.
"What is that guy talking about!"
The captain of the knights, who had been waiting impatiently, asked loudly.
Massimo secretly scolded himself for being stupid, but he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, the cavalry had already shown him how barbaric these soldiers were, and at this time in his mind, the army of Cosenza was no different from the barbaric Bohemians on the other side.
"They, they want us to go back to the castle," Massimo said with a slight tilt of his head behind him, "they don't seem to want to attack the castle, just to stop us from going out." β
"This is ridiculous!" The captain hurried his horse forward, and he came to the gypsy to examine him, then reached out and lifted his helmet and mask, and shouted to the Bohemians in the distance: "As the captain of the guard of Cosenza, I must fulfill my duty, and if you refuse to leave, I will let my men attack." β
The gypsy looked at the captain and shook his head slowly: "I just convey the chief's orders, and if you insist on not listening, my leader will let you know what to do." β
With that, he turned back to his group and reported to the mercenary leader.
Mahimo noticed that the Bohemian leader was then giving some orders, and for a moment the Bohemians behind the fence began to move, and there was a faint noise in the woods.
"These bohemians are really crazy," the captain looked at the woods with a gloomy face, he had tried to take the opportunity to test the strength of the other party, but these bohemians were obviously cunning, and the disturbing commotion in the woods also made him secretly frightened, "Tell our people to get ready." β
"That's terrible," Mahimo pulled the reins in fear, his horse's slow movements making his forehead sweat, for fear that a cold arrow would come out of the woods at any moment, and his whole body was almost lying on his horse's back, "Hurry up and get rid of you, you brute, do you want to kill me?" β
"Don't panic, they won't do anything to a monk," the captain whispered, "and if you get too flustered, you might provoke them." β
"Okay, I'm not going to panic and take my time," Massimo tried to keep himself from getting too nervous, but as soon as the mount turned around, he slapped the horse's hips with all his might, and with a neigh, the horse carried Massimo all the way in the direction of his team.
The captain stared carefully at the Bohemians on the other side, and because he did not know where these people came from, he was even more vigilant.
In addition to being able to get rich rewards, some ambitious mercenary leaders like the Sforza family in Milan can even take advantage of this troubled time to create a career for themselves and their descendants.
But after all, it is a minority, except on the battlefield, few mercenaries will take the initiative to provoke the noble lords, let alone make enemies at will.
After all, compared to the nobles with territories and armies, ordinary mercenaries are not enough to pose a threat, and they may annoy more nobles because of such actions.
Unless some other lord has given them enough benefits.
The captain cautiously returned to his group, and he could see that Massimo had right, and that the Bohemians did seem to be trying to cut off the way of the people in the castle, but he couldn't figure out why.
"Where did these bohemians come from," one of the knights leaned over and asked, "are we going to fight them?" β
"Wait a minute." The captain stopped his men, not worried about the mercenaries on the other side who didn't seem to be much stronger than Hanako, but he couldn't let go of the enemy who was never seen in the woods.
Although he also guessed that it might be a trick of the Bohemians, maybe there was nothing in the woods, but he did not dare to be careless.
Somehow, looking at the fearless bohemians, the captain felt an indescribable sense of unease in his heart.
Seeing Massimo running back to the castle as if he had been driven by someone, Alexander, who had been standing on the city wall, frowned and walked under the castle wall.
But before he could go down the steps, the monk who had already run back to the castle had already jumped off his horse and ran up to meet him.
"My lord, maybe I should have a good talk with you," the monk said with a cross on his chest to rejoice that he had survived, and complained to the pressure mountain with some indignation, "If you don't need a monk who can enlighten your soul and explain God's enlightenment, but a warrior, then I will leave myself, or please don't let me do this kind of thing again, do you see, I almost let those barbarians die just now." β
"But you can at least stand here now," said Stress Mountain, ignoring the monk's chatter, "what are those people going to do?" β
"They're mercenaries, Bohemian mercenaries," replied Massimo helplessly, he now regretted finding such a master, only now he could only listen to the Sicilian "It's strange to say, they just seem to be trying to prevent the people in the castle from going out......"
Listening to Massimo's description, Alexander was also a little stunned, although the monk was unreliable, but he should not dare to talk nonsense in this matter, and there were knights from Cosenza outside, but what those bohemians were going to do, it was really puzzling.
"Maybe we should send someone to test it again, like send a small squad of cavalry?" As soon as this suggestion was made, it was refuted by the captain of the people who had just withdrawn to the castle, and the person who made the suggestion was even more severely scolded.
"We don't know how many of them there are, and we have too few," said the captain angrily, "and I won't stop any of you if he thinks he should take the risk, but if my men attack the woods, it will not be tolerated, and the knights should not burrow around the woods like rabbits." β
"But are we scared of the bohemians into hiding in the castle?"
Hoosha angrily walked through the crowd to the captain, she looked up at the captain who was a lot taller than her, "Knight Odonie, I believe you won't say such things out of fear, and your knightly honor won't allow you to say this, so I hope you can prove your bravery with your actions, otherwise ......"
"How else?" The rough face under the mask lifted by the captain of the knights trembled slightly.
"Otherwise, I can only question your qualifications as the captain of the knights in my capacity as guardian of the territory of Cosenza." Without hesitation, she said this sentence that surprised everyone around her.
As soon as Jossa spoke, Odonne's originally narrowed eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at Josa in disbelief, as if he couldn't believe that she would say such a thing.
According to tradition, Odonne was able to become a knight of the county after swearing allegiance to his lord, the Count of Cosenza, and as captain, Odonne had not only a power, but also the dignity and honor of being regarded as the first knight of the Cosenza realm.
The weight of this honor was so heavy that even the lord could not easily question it, but now that Jossa had said something in public questioning his bravery and loyalty, Odonne was completely stunned by the surprise for a moment.
But when he came to his senses, Odonne's face suddenly became extremely unsightly, his eyebrows condensed together with anger, his body trembled with excitement, and his armor made a Caracalla grinding sound.
Alexander took a slow step forward imperceptibly, his eyes fixed on Odonne, who was careful to be on guard, even though he believed that Odonne would not be stupid enough to be unreasonable with him.
"Miss, please pay attention to your words, I am the first knight of the realm who became the first knight of the realm by obtaining the approval of the earl's oath, if you want to question me, you can only get the approval of the earl."
Odonne said sullenly, he felt a little pain in his clenched fists, and the thought that because of the girl in front of him, he would not only be disqualified from being the captain of the territory, but worse, he would not be able to stay in Cosenza any longer, and even be ridiculed for being a cowardly and cowardly person from now on, and he felt the urge to pounce and break the neck of this hateful woman!
It's just that he can't, and he doesn't dare!
Looking at Odonne's face that had been twisted with resentment, Jossa did not back down, she tilted her head and confronted the knight who was a cut above her, and when Odonne became so angry that her breath became short, she continued: "Captain, if you think that my words have insulted you, then please prove me wrong, and then I will apologize to you before my father and all the nobles of Cosenza, but before that you obey my orders." β
Odonne's throat gasped violently, the corners of his eyes trembled slightly, and he finally bowed slightly under the gaze of the people around him.
"Of course, miss, you are now the overseer of the territory, and I obey your orders."
"Send out the cavalry captain," Tsusha said, glancing at the closed gate, "we must know their purpose, even if it is dangerous." β
"Miss Obedience."
Odonne looked at him deeply, said no more and turned away, behind him several knights and horsemen turned away, while more people stood a little farther away and watched the scene silently.
Alexander walked up to Josha and looked at her haughty and majestic face, and could not help but admit that this young girl did have the momentum of a nobleman.
It's just that......
"Is it wise to do that?" Alexander asked softly, "The captain is the leader of the knights of Kosencha, and if he shakes, it could be bad." β
"That's a lot better than it is now," said Josha, looking back at Alexander, "what do you think those bohemians are here for?" β
"I don't know," Alexander shook his head, then his heart moved, "but it's a bit too coincidental that as soon as your brother Kessel left, the Bohemians came. β
"That's right, that's why I just did that," a sly light flashed in Shosha's eyes, "at this time, no one but Bellery would believe it." β
"Does that include me?" Although he knew that he was knowingly asking, Alexander still couldn't help asking, and then looked at Jisha's silent face, he smiled bitterly, "I'm really asking for my own suffering." β
"It should be said that your appearance is too unfortunate," Zhisa looked at him scrutinically, "I can only believe what you said to me before when I saw my mother, and now there are Bohemians again, if you were me, would you believe it?" β
"Not really."
Alexander reluctantly admits that he is right, and if it were him, he would not easily believe a person who claims to be his half-brother, not to mention that as Josa said, the appearance of the Bohemians was too coincidental.
"But I have decided to believe you for the time being," went on to say, "for if you were with the BohΓ¨mes, you would not have prevented me from escaping, for if I were allowed to leave, I would have fallen into their hands, which means that you are at least not one of theirs." β
"Thank you for your trust."
Alexander could only smile bitterly, he felt that this sister was no longer unlovable, even a little hateful.
"That's why I insisted that Ordone send someone out," Josha suddenly lowered her voice, "who do you think he will send?" β
Alexander was slightly stunned before he said, "Of course he won't send his own people." β
"That's right," said Shoshahu's blue eyes narrowed slightly, before he said in a lower voice, "so I prepared Bellery." β