Because of the long run, the sweaty war horse couldn't stop spewing hot air from its nose, and at the same time, the person on the horse also panted heavily, but Gonzalo still urged the war horse to trot towards the crossroads.

The coalition ranks that were about to move on, the Roman nobles waiting at the crossroads, and the people on both sides of the street, all eyes were on this man who looked angry.

Gonzalo de Córdoba, Count of the Kingdom of Castile, a Spanish aristocrat who was known for his prodigality in his youth and suddenly repented in his adult years, was a living inspirational benchmark in life.

It's hard to imagine that before the age of 20, Gonzalo de Córdoba was a playboy who didn't know how to do anything, and he barely did a single serious thing except to get into trouble all day.

Even the most optimistic people have little hope for such a prodigal future.

But no one would have thought that such a playboy who seemed to be a mess for the rest of his life would suddenly emerge in the Reconquista war launched by Queen Isabella of Castile, and then write a strong stroke for the queen's war with an uncontrollable momentum.

Later, Ferdinand II, as the co-king of Castile and Aragon, sent Gonzalo to lead the Aragon army to Italy.

When people were nervous in the face of the menacing Charles VIII, when many people had regretted participating in the alliance against the French, and even when some people openly clamored to negotiate with Charles because they were afraid of the French army, it was Gonzalo who firmly led the Aragon army to fight the French army bitterly, and it can be said that without Gonzalo's almost stubborn pursuit of victory, there would not have been the victory of the Vornovo coalition army driving the French army out of Lombardy.

Now, Gonzalo himself was here, looking at this man with a soft hat on his head and his whole body looking unusually burly and oppressive under the heavy cloak, even those coalition generals couldn't help but flinch slightly.

They knew that Gonzalo was angry, or rather angry, because their actions were no different from betrayal, and when Gonzalo himself appeared, fear and uneasiness instantly enveloped everyone here.

Gonzalo de Córdoba was not yet 50 years old, but he looked younger than his age, thanks to his early love of sports, which, though mostly violent, gave him a very healthy body, but matched by his athletic physique, and his notoriously flamboyant temper.

When the horses came to the middle of the crossroads, Gonzalo finally spoke.

His voice was slightly nasal, which was related to the damage to his nasal bones caused by a fight with someone when he was a teenager, but although his nose was scarred by that injury, it still did not affect his handsome face.

But the look on Gonzalo's face at this time was terrifying.

"For God's sake, I saw the lowest show today, and I saw a group of thieves celebrating their victory!"

As soon as Gonzalo's words came out, everyone's faces changed.

Thief, many people began to think that they had heard it wrong, and no one thought that Gonzalo would directly scold everyone as soon as he opened his mouth.

Kotschach's face turned red and then iron-blue, and his hand holding the reins trembled slightly, and despite reminding himself not to lose his mind because of the playboy's wild words, the palace minister finally couldn't help but urge his horse forward.

"Earl, please pay attention to your words and deeds, it is ...... in front of you"

"A bunch of thieves," Gonzalo unceremoniously interrupted, "while I fought the cold with the French, you were outside Rome drinking wine and flirting with girls, and then, when you heard of my victory, you immediately lifted your pants and rolled up and prepared to go into the city, I would say that this is worse than the thief, at least the thief knows that he is doing a despicable thing, and I see only a shameless smile on your face." ”

Kotschach's mouth opened wide in astonishment, he felt that he might have heard it wrong, he couldn't believe that these words were actually said from this person's mouth in front of so many people, and he was still ruthless to him!

"You don't have to be so surprised, you didn't hear the palace minister wrong, I'm talking about you people," but Gonzalo obviously didn't want to give him any chance to find his own steps, and the arrogant general of Aragon urged his horse to run towards the coalition troops, and he ignored the leading cavalry that he was rushing over, and came directly to the coalition generals, "You people, if any of you can say that he has fought well in this war, I will give him the honor of entering the city of Rome, Otherwise, you thieves who steal the honor of others will be put aside, and I will not tolerate my own honor being taken by others, and I will not tolerate my army losing the glory they deserve because of your cowardice. ”

With that, Gonzalo turned his horse back to the crossroads and came to the Roman nobles.

"My army is going to have a ceremony to enter the city," Gonzalo said to the cardinal, who had already joined the nobles, and seeing the blank look on the cardinal's face, he slowly raised his hand and pointed behind the nobles, "My men are going to pass through there, now you all get out of the way." ”

People couldn't help but look back at Gonzalo's fingers, and their faces changed.

Gonzalo's finger pointed in the direction of the Conqueror's emblem, the Arch of Constantine's Triumphal Arch!

The cardinal looked back gloomily, he did not expect that this errand, which had been so smooth, would suddenly become so difficult, and he could hardly imagine how angry Alexander VI would be if he learned that the scene he least wanted to see finally happened.

"Count, this is not allowed, according to the order of His Majesty the Pope, your army must turn here to enter the Vatican, and not pass through Constantine Square, let alone pass in front of Constantine's triumphal arch." Not knowing what the unexpected would happen to the arrogant Castilian if he rejected it, the cardinal could only keep his voice as low as possible, hoping only that the man would not go too far.

"I think you're mistaken, my army isn't going to pass in front of the Arc de Triomphe."

Gonzalo said coldly in a disdainful tone, but although his attitude was very unacceptable, the cardinal couldn't help but show a relieved look on his face.

Fortunately, this man is not so difficult to speak, the cardinal said secretly in his heart.

But then Gonzalo's words made the old cardinal almost turn his back on him.

"I'm going to let the army and the captives pass directly through the Arch of Constantine!"

The cardinal's face was distorted at that moment, his pale lips were not bloody because of anger and surprise, and when his pleading gaze turned to Kotschach, who was watching all this from behind, the cardinal realized that the palace minister's face was blue, and he was not much better looking than him.

Gonzalo, who was now ignoring the cardinal, who was already fainting due to a series of events, raised his hand into the distance and waved it vigorously, only then did it become known that an army was stopped on the road from Trajan's Square to the central Roman avenue, and with Gonzalo's gesture, the team began to move towards the crossroads.

"That's my lead cavalry."

Gonzalo's undisguised sarcasm made Kotzchach's fingers almost white, but before he could retort, Gonzalo led his horse and ran towards the besieging coalition forces.

He kept moving forward, regardless of who stood in his way, and when those people got out of the way in both directions, all he got was a contemptuous "hum".

Finally, Gonzalo stopped in front of the ranks of the coalition soldiers, his gaze swept over the rows of soldiers in front of him, and then looked behind.

"I'm Gonzalo, Count of Loha, the Queen's General, the Coalition's Front Commander, and I know many of you know me!" Gonzalo walked slowly along the gap in the procession, his slightly nasal voice was very loud, just like his arrogant temper, and his tone was full of irritability: "I am now going to lead my men through the Arc de Triomphe in front, this is the power and honor of the conqueror, those timid nobles have voluntarily renounced the honor of being a conqueror because they are afraid of a person in the Vatican Chapel who was frightened by the French before, but I will not give up what should belong to me because of this, so now I will take my people through the Arc de Triomphe, Let all the Romans know who liberated them and who became the new masters of Rome! Now I just ask you whether you will follow me and enjoy the power of this conqueror, or whether you will only watch others enjoy the glory of this life once in a lifetime. ”

Gonzalo's voice echoed through the ranks, and there was a commotion among the soldiers, who looked at the general with warm eyes, knowing his prowess and his irascible temper, and that his men would suffer a lot, but that his men would be rewarded enough.

Gonzalo de Córdoba was a man of rewards and punishments.

"And you!" Gonzalo suddenly turned back to the embarrassed generals who didn't know what to do, and said, "I was fighting Charlie when you were clever, but I won't blame you for that, because there is never a real soldier to tell you what to do, and even now, although I am angry at your thief, I have to forgive you for not getting the proper guidance you deserve." But now I'll tell you what to do," Gonzalo pointed with his whip to the Arc de Triomphe in the distance, "and follow me through this Arc de Triomphe, so that the arrogant Romans will know to whom they should bow and how vulnerable the French, whom they feared so much, so that both the Romans in the streets, and some of the great men who consider themselves high in the Vatican, will know how to thank us for all that we have done for them." ”

Gonzalo's words caused an instant commotion, and the Roman nobles who had greeted him were stunned and then angry, and some people in the street booed, and the Romans were enraged by the arrogant Castilian, but no one dared to show their displeasure to this man.

Even the nobles who felt the most ashamed could only fight back with angry eyes that made them embarrassed by the provocation, but when they met Gonzalo's gaze, everyone couldn't help but bow their heads slightly.

Faced with this Castilian general, the Roman nobles chose to retreat.

The generals of the coalition were moved by Gonzalo's words, their breathing became heavy, and their eyes showed fanaticism, or rather, desire.

The conquest of Rome, the mastery of this holy city of Christendom, and the passage under the grand triumphal arch are enough for a man to boast proudly to his descendants for a hundred years!

Kotschach felt the change in the mood of the generals, and the palace minister's face had turned pale.

The conquest of Rome may have been the dream of Emperor Maximian or Charles VIII, but it was not the dream of Kotschach.

He was one of the eight vice-chancellors of the Holy Roman Empire, one of the eight vice-chancellors of the Emperor's side, and although he came from the illustrious family of Kotschach in Salzburg, if he tried to appear in Rome as a conqueror, he would have met with a sad fate.

But this Gonzalo was going to do it, and he had obviously fanned the ambitions of the generals, and seeing that Gonzalo had already reached the front of his own leading cavalry, and had begun to take the lead in pressing towards the Roman nobles who were blocking their way, Kotschach's forehead could not help but break out in a cold sweat.

"You can't do this, Count," the cardinal tried to make a final effort, but he failed, and looked up at Gonzalo, who was just staring at him, and the corners of the cardinal's mouth twitched a few more times, and finally slowly lowered his head.

He clutched the rosary with both hands, like a man in water grasping the last straw, but his feet stepped back weakly.

The faces of the Roman nobles were very different, some were angry, some cowered, some were red from shame, and some were lonely and blue.

The crowd blocking the road faltered, and as the cardinal backed down, Roman nobles stepped aside until the Arch of Constantine appeared in front.

"Passing through this triumphal arch," Gonzalo said as he turned to his men who were following him, "this is the reward we deserve, and let us ask the Pope for another monetary reward." ”

Saying that, Gonzalo first led his horse forward and set out on the road to Constantine's Square.

Everyone looked at him silently, even the coalition generals who followed him couldn't help but be a little behind, and Gonzalo himself was the only one who proudly led the team to the Arc de Triomphe.

The horse's hooves stepped onto the worn marble of Constantine's Square, and Gonzalo looked up at the Arc de Triomphe not far ahead.

Suddenly, he saw a figure slowly appearing under the Arc de Triomphe.

There was only one man, but he stood in the way of Gonzalo de Córdoba.

"I am Agri's Gombray," said the young man on his horse to Gonzalo, "and I think I am the only one qualified to stop you, because your army is the defeat of my men!" ”