Barriariddod.

Ferdinand waited anxiously, and learned from reports from his men sent to the south that Gonzalo had reached an agreement with Alexander.

They will attack Seville at the same time, and whoever takes the city first will do so for the sake of conquest.

Ferdinand scoffed at the agreement, but there was nothing he could do.

He could only wait, waiting for news of victory or defeat, waiting for the opportunity to eradicate the cancer of Gonzalo, or to give him a chance to continue to be arrogant.

The other is Italy.

Maximian finally agreed to Ferdinand's request for troops, but the price he paid was large enough.

Among those conditions were Ferdinand's guarantee of Juana's throne and the future succession of Juana's children to a unified Spain.

In addition to these, Spanish power in the Vatican must also openly support Maximian's annexation of Milan.

This time, however, the Emperor was somewhat relieved, and he did not ask Ferdinand to send troops, nor did he ask him to make his position clear on the continued annexation of Austria to Lombardy.

Obviously, Maximian also knew that it was not realistic to make such a request at this time.

An ugly lady came from the depths of the slightly gloomy corridor, and at a distance from the king she bowed: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, but the Queen can't see you now." ”

"Why?"

Ferdinand suppressed his anger, he had waited a long time, but he had received such an answer, which was difficult for him to accept, both as a king and as a father.

The lady had a look of embarrassment on her face, and she recalled the scene when the queen shouted rudely: "Let him go, I don't want to see him", and replied with some bitterness: "Your Majesty is taking care of the prince, and I can't spare time to meet you, so please go back first." ”

Ferdinand stared at the nervous female officer in front of him with a gloomy face, he knew that he shouldn't be angry with others, it was not their fault, but he still couldn't restrain himself from letting out a roar.

"I am her father, her mother Isabella's husband, and her legal caregiver! How dare she treat me like that? ”

"Your Majesty, please pay attention to your words!"

Despite her fears, the female officer faithfully carried out her duties.

Hearing Ferdinand's unceremonious words, the female officer plucked up the courage to remind him.

"Madame, go and tell her that I will come back again, and if she does not want to disturb her husband's quiet, I hope to see her the next time I come."

With that, Ferdinand turned away angrily.

For the Aragonese army to enter Castile, it had to have permission from the queen.

Even as Juana's father, Ferdinand knew that he had to be careful not to irritate the sensitive nerves of the Castilians.

So he had to come to see Juana, only he didn't expect it to be like this.

Ferdinand felt that his patience with Juana was running out, and he even admired how Isabella could endure such a daughter in the first place.

He began to wonder if he should do something necessary, but he wasn't sure if doing so at this time would make things out of control.

At this time, the only thing he could count on was Gonzalo.

"Gonzalo Córdoba, you have never let Isabella down, and this time I hope you will not disappoint me either."

For the first time, Ferdinand genuinely longed for Gonzalo to win.

A whistling whistle swept overhead, a dull sound mixed with a few sharp strands of sharpness piercing the air.

But the soldiers who heard the sound breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

The shells flew overhead, which meant that he was safe, although there was a muffled sound of a heavy object hitting the ground and a few terrible screams in the distance behind him, but at least he was safe now.

The Andalusian soldiers were just as fierce, and the blood inherited from their ancestors over the years of struggle against the Moors made them look down on the old soldiers of the European continent many times.

But now listening to the occasional whistling of shells overhead, and the sound of the then-orderly volley of guns from the opposite position, the Andalusians were terrified and terrified.

The battle of the Two Sisters Lake ended shortly after the arrival of Pope Alexander VI.

The presence of the Pope was the main reason for the end of the battle, but the commanders of the forces that surrendered immediately knew that they could no longer hold out.

The battle, which was somewhat unexpected by the Alexander siblings, was not delayed for long, and the casualties on both sides were not very large.

It's just that this battle has made some of the coalition nobles who are still holding on to hope feel a real crisis and panic.

The whole battle was quick from start to finish, which surprised many people.

Shelling, advances, cavalry charges, white-knuckle engagements, the whole battle unfolded and developed in a seemingly prosaic and featureless way.

But this seemingly simple offensive process caused the troops who were defending the narrow area relying on the lakes on both sides to fall into chaos in such a short period of time.

This caused the allied nobles, who had hoped to defeat the Sicilians through a head-to-head confrontation, to quickly abandon this somewhat unrealistic idea.

Bounded by the Guadaville River, the city of Seville is divided into two halves, north and south.

The northern part of the city has some of the busiest streets in Seville, whether it is the Doge's Palace, the Cathedral or the Plaza de la Rey Leonardo, which have become important symbols of the northern city.

The city of Seville, built around these early buildings, presents a city pattern that is wide in the north and narrow in the south, and the south of the city is surrounded by the castle of the Grand Knights, which was built as a result of the later expansion of the city of Seville.

So when they heard that the Sicilians were going to fight for the city of Victoria, Gonzalo's generals were excited.

They were ready to quickly occupy the north of the city and then drive the Sicilians out of the south in one fell swoop, so when Gonzalo ordered the king's army to seize the docks on the north shore first, his Model Army officers were somewhat dissatisfied.

"I must keep you to be of greater use, believe me, the next battle will not disappoint you," Gonzalo reassured them, "I know you crave honor and loot, but sometimes you can only choose one of these two things, then I want you to choose honor, because as long as you defeat the Sicilians, the loot will be too much to count." ”

Like Alexander, Gonzalo chose to save his elite for the last critical moment.

Although the city of Seville was still there, both men had already considered it their own.

Their eyes were on each other, and the real battle came after the fall of Davilia.

The rumbling of cannons, which could already be faintly heard outside the city, reached the Doge's Palace, alarming the nobles who were still entangled with Don Bavi.

Not all Andalusian nobles participated in the rebellion, and not all of the nobles who participated in the rebellion were brave and warlike knights.

Some of them had become accustomed to a pampered life, while others had simply used the rebellion as a means of bargaining with Barriridus.

Their purpose was clear, and their plans were good, and after showing their power to the royal family, they sat down at the negotiating table, and perhaps the meeting lasted a long time, which would be enough for them to run Andalusia into a small kingdom of their own.

At that time, both Ferdinand and Juana will have to accept a fait accompli.

But they were clearly wrong, and neither Ferdinand nor Don Bavi seemed to have any intention of settling the matter at the negotiating table.

What they want is the result that there is only one person left in this war.

"We have to negotiate with them!"

A gray-haired nobleman yelled at Don Bavi almost hoarsely, and the green tendons on his head bulged out, and before he heard a single cannon shot, the green tendons jumped up, which made one wonder if he would fall to the ground and die on the spot from being too excited.

"We can't delay any longer, while we still have a chance and a bargaining chip," said another nobleman, anxiously, "if they are allowed to storm the city, it will be too late." ”

Don Bavi looked at the nervous-looking nobles, and he secretly despised them in his heart.

These people seemed to be in high spirits when they first occupied Seville, as if they were the masters of Andalusia, but now they were frightened by the sound of cannons, which made Don Bavi somewhat strange how he thought that there would be a chance to cooperate with these people in the first place.

But it was no time to think about that, and he knew that the two armies outside the city had attacked at the same time, which was indeed somewhat unexpected for him.

What he thought might turn into a three-armed scuffle and give himself a chance to take advantage of it turned out to be what it is now, and despite the Catalans, Don Bavi knew that it was only a matter of time before Seville was lost.

He quietly glanced at Mandoza beside him.

Noticing the old man's gaze, the attendant habitually bent down and waited for the order.

"Do some preparation, you know what to do."

The attendant nodded without a trace, then stepped back, and while the nobles were still entangled with the lord, he quietly walked out through a small door.

"Do you think we're going to fail," Don Bavi said as he looked at the men, his voice weak, even if the distant cannon sound was still small, as if it could suppress his voice, "Don't forget that we still have 4,000 men in our hands, and the Catalans, we may not be able to hold Seville." ”

"But what next, what do we do next?"

The gray-haired old nobleman asked relentlessly, "You are married to a woman of unknown origin, do you think Ferdinand will let this continue, he will not stop until he sends us all to hell." ”

"Just send me to hell," Don Bavi said in a sarcastic tone, and seeing that the old nobleman was stunned by this, he took out a handkerchief with some difficulty and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, "Wait a little longer, if it is really not good, you can hand me over to any of them, and then you will still be the nobles of Andalusia." ”

"It's impossible," said another nobleman angrily, "you are our leader, we can't hand you over to Ferdinand or any Prince of Castile, we will fight to the end." ”

"I'm glad that there are still people who can act like real knights, but like I said, Ferdinand just wants my life alone, and in that case, I'm willing to satisfy him."

Don Bavi's words made the people around them look at each other, they didn't know if he was sincere or forced to delay helplessly, but as the cannon seemed to be approaching, everyone knew that it was more important to hold the city of Seville first at this time.

Only then will they have bargaining chips with the enemy.

Several plumes of smoke rose from the grass in the distance, and in one spot you could see flying turf and shocking scarlet fragments in the air.

The Sicilian army was advancing along the south bank of the Guadaville River towards the city of Seville in an orderly manner as previously planned.

Although the crossing of the Covones River was much smoother than expected, the delay at the Two Sisters Lake had slowed down the Sicilian offensive.

For this reason, the officers of the Neapolitan regiment were a little nervous when they sent someone to report, and they did not know if they would be reprimanded by the queen for this.

But then they were very moved that Jisha didn't express any dissatisfaction because of this.

It's just that they didn't know that when they heard that the forward troops were temporarily intercepted at the Two Sisters Lake, the queen brothers and sisters were actually secretly relieved.

Alexander's plan from the very beginning did not contemplate the first attack on Seville.

Even in order to be able to suppress the advance steps on the entire battlefield, he and Ji Sha conducted repeated deductions.

In the end, it was concluded that the best time to attack was to launch an attack at a time when the Castilian army was in a bitter battle with the aristocratic forces.

This plan was risky, as if Gonzalo's advance had gone too well, it would have led to the capture of all the strategic points in the city of Seville by the royal army, and the Sicilian army would have to face the situation in an unfavorable situation.

But the news from the city gave them confidence to carry out the plan.

On the night that the 4th Catalan Regiment entered the castle of the Grand Knights, Tiego had already sent this information outside the city, and now Alexander had some hope that Gonzalo would attack as soon as possible, and preferably send his model army.

However, the idea soon proved to be naïve, and according to the scout's report, Gonzalo had unexpectedly placed his model army in the eastern part of Seville, rather than along the river.

"He's planning to use that model army to have a showdown with us after he takes the city?"

Standing in front of the map with a slight frown, she looked at the battlefield situation of several armies that had been marked with different colors of oil paint, and a baton carved with patterns in her hand kept tapping her palm lightly, which made Alexander can't help but look to the side.

No, I'll have to concentrate, Alexander warned himself.

"Gonzalo's plan is obvious, once the battle at Victoria is over, the Model Army can attack us from the left flank."

Jisha looked at Alexander with some dissatisfaction: "Brother, if you had listened to my advice before, maybe we could first deal with his model army, and then attack the other royal army troops along the Guadaville River from east to west." ”

Listening to his sister's small complaint, Alexander couldn't help but nodded: "Tactically speaking, this method of yours is the best, but it's a pity that I'm not pursuing a battle victory, so your suggestion is also the worst." ”

Jisha sighed helplessly, she knew Alexander was right.

Sometimes it's not the battlefield that determines a battle, it's more extra-battlefield influences.

This made her suddenly feel that Sophia's kind of life and death are downcast, and the barbarism of doing it if she doesn't accept it is actually full of joy sometimes.

"Let Kulash attack," Alexander said earnestly, sipping the rum handed over by Schell next to him, as he pointed to the town of Leo, south of Seville, "here, I hope we can take this town as soon as possible." ”

"Is there any reason?" Looking at the town a little far from Seville and the contour line on the map, she asked, "Is it because the terrain is high here?" ”

"This is the highest place outside the city of Seville, and if you control it, you can control all the areas in the south of Seville, as well as the rivers that lead to the south."

Alexander smiled, the map was created by him and Josha, and the annotations were almost the same as those of later generations, allowing the user to observe the changes in the terrain more directly.

These special maps were created by Leonardo da Vinci after the information he had been collecting from all over Iberia that Thiego had been working hard to collect.

These maps alone are priceless treasures.

"Alright, order the Neapolitan regiment to attack Leo."

Josha nodded slightly, and although Alexander declared that he was following her command, she would not hesitate to take her brother's advice.

Watching Jossa give orders to the herald next to him, Alexander's eyes returned to the map, looking at the river-crisscrossed terrain centered on the city of Seville, and a huge plan began to brew in his mind.

On 20 April, after about a week of stalemate, the Battle of Seville began.

At noon, the first Royal Castilian army to attack the city of Seville from the upper reaches of the Guadaville River finally engaged in a fierce battle with the coalition defenders.

The artillery on the defenders' batteries fired fiercely at the king's ships on the river, and by the speed of the river during the spring flood season, before the defenders could launch a second round of shelling, the king's ships had already rushed down the river, rushed through the fortresses along the river, and rushed towards the city.

On the first day of the battle, the royal army had captured the fortified castle outside Seville.

The city of Seville seems to be in jeopardy.