For the first time, Ofreil began to doubt the decision he had made.

He had been convinced that he was right even in the face of Caesar's attack in the battle of Livorno, but now listening to the gunfire coming from the direction of the castle, he couldn't help but doubt his judgment that he had led people to meet him as soon as he heard that an enemy was invading the city.

"Fooled!"

That was the only thought that crossed Oflaiil's mind, these enemies of unknown origin, whose purpose was to kidnap Duke Alfonso.

Ofreil shouted to the Balkans, and as he clamped his horse's belly and led the way in the direction of the castle.

What would happen if Alfonso was robbed or killed?

Oflaiyi felt a little big just thinking about it!

The Count valued Billy Silly not because it had any resources worth occupying, but because it was a territory owned by members of the Neapolitan royal family, and the lord's status and lineage were closest to the Neapolitan throne.

The Sicilian kingdom of Altmara was inherited by illegitimate children from the beginning, so the prohibition of no inheritance of children born out of wedlock that was forbidden to other royal families was actually very vague for the Sicilian royal family, which is why Alfonso had been so bold in claiming the throne before.

And Alexander chose this place as the place to settle after the Naples royal family moved the capital, although O'Ofleiil did not know that this was actually Alexander preparing for the future of Jossa to replace Alfred, but he also knew very well what kind of big trouble would be brought if Alfonso fell into the hands of others.

"Listen, we must rescue the Duke, but if things change, I will allow you to kill all enemies if necessary." Offrey instructed his men who were following him, and when he saw his men showing surprise, he said with a stern expression, "Remember, either rescue the Duke or kill him, Alfonso must not fall into the hands of the enemy, understand!" ”

Listening to the voices of his men, Ofleiyi took a deep breath, he felt that the night was a long one, and the only thing he hoped for was that when the Earl's men arrived at dawn, although there was some confusion, everything was still "normal" with Billy Shell.

Billy Shelly is not big, except for the castle, the whole city is an irregular square.

The number of Balkans who had left behind to guard the castle was not very large, but the combat effectiveness was very strong, so if it wasn't for a sneak attack, Ofleyi was not worried that Alfonso might have an accident, but because the enemy he had just encountered made him a little worried that he was deliberately transferring them away from the castle, then the enemy attacking the castle was likely to take a sneak attack.

The gunfire did not sound very intense, and it was intermittent, which made Ofleiil even more worried, because if the Balkans had spotted their opponents in time, they would have used the terrain of the castle to organize their defenses, and with the firearms and training that the Balkans possessed, the gunfire should not have been so chaotic and intermittent.

Then there is only one explanation, that is, the enemy has attacked and breached the castle, and the Balkans are resisting with the buildings in the castle.

Oflaiyi struck the horse with great force, and the four hooves of the screaming war horse struck the street with a sharp and rapid sound.

The castle was in front of them, and Ofleiyi took off his hat and swung it vigorously behind him, and the men next to him immediately let out a shout of reminder, and the Balkans began to disperse when they heard the sound, and they tried to distance themselves as far as they could, even if the streets were narrow, and at the same time their speed gradually slowed down until they were not too far from the castle.

Ofleiil hesitated as he looked at the castle with its gate open, he suspected that there might be an enemy hiding in the shadows of the castle ready to stop them, but he could not care about that at this time, and most importantly found Alfonso, alive or dead.

"Follow me!" Offrey gave the order, the first time he had led an army in a charge like this since he became the captain of Alexander's army, and the young captain had been more of a manager of the army to help the count, but now he was a cavalry commander.

When the first gunshot rang out from the darkness, Ofleiyi couldn't help but shout "God" in his heart, and he prayed that this shot would not hit him, so that he would have a chance to storm the castle, as long as he rushed into the castle with difficult terrain, the other party would not have a chance to use the muskets to inflict great damage on them, just as the Balkans guarding the castle could not help them.

The body of the horse under the seat suddenly trembled, and this action was enough to make a fatal mistake in this kind of charge, and sure enough, Ofrey's body had just tensed vigilantly, and his man had been thrown out of the overturned horse, and he had slammed into the wheel of a carriage, but he did not feel much pain, and then he saw the head of a corpse tilted to the side twist backwards unnaturally from his impact, pinned in the gap between the broken wheels.

Offrey struggled to his feet, trying to find the weapon from the ground, but could not find anything, so he could only stand behind the carriage and bend over and yell at the soldiers who followed him, telling them to rush into the castle as much as possible.

The other party did not seem to expect that Ofleiuil's party would come back so quickly, and these Balkans were so fierce, so when the Balkans who followed closely behind rushed into the castle gates, the second group of muskets had just sounded.

"At this time, you should concentrate all your fire on the first shot, only then can we block our people in this kind of street!" Ofleiyi waved his arm vigorously at the unseen enemy in defiance, he felt that he had had enough, this Billy Shelly seemed to be his nemesis, and here he felt that he was not doing anything well" rushed in and helped them, hear no, our people are fighting! ”

The Balkans began to wield sabers and axes, and in such cramped buildings, it was not so convenient to reload troublesome muskets unless they were defending an impenetrable entrance, and it was only then that the Ofreiil men actually engaged the enemy.

To his surprise, these enemies, who looked ragged and did not look like an army at all, showed unusual bravery, and when he saw one of the guys screaming and carrying the Balkan who had slashed him down the stairs after one of his legs had been cut off, Ofleiyi couldn't help but feel a little numb.

He had not fought in the wars with the Ottomans, so even if he had been shocked but not directly touched by the Balkans or the huntsmen, he had never felt it directly, and now he had seen it with his own eyes.

But the ferocity of those men clearly angered the Balkans as well, and two groups of soldiers with the same ferocity and cruelty collided together like two wild beasts biting each other.

And the Balkans are clearly more numerous.

Supported by one of the hunters, he moved forward, carefully avoiding the men who were fighting each other, who were clearly red-eyed, and they only looked at the opponent with whom they were fighting, but by this time the Balkans were beginning to show their superiority.

Before being sent, Alexander considered that Alfonso might refuse to sign an agreement with the FTA because he had seen through the Jews' methods, and that the only way he could do it was to capture Billy Silly because the use of force would be very troublesome.

So Ofreiil brought two companies of Balkans, and when he entered Billyselli, Ofeley had thought that the Count had been a little too cautious this time, but now he was secretly grateful to the Count for his decision.

The gunfire in the castle became even more subdued, which worried Ofleiuil, and he rushed into it with the Balkans, despite the stubborn enemy who had been slain and scattered, while praying in his heart that the situation he feared most would not occur.

Already audible to the shouts, Ofleiyi signaled to his side, and several Agri musketeers immediately rushed out from among the Balkans, their muzzles aimed at the crowd flashing in the courtyard in front of them, and when Ofleiyi first shouted, and then made sure that those were not his own people, the musketeers opened fire decisively!

A few screams seemed to disrupt each other at once, and at the same time the familiar cheers came from the courtyard.

"Get the Duke out," Ofleiil breathed a sigh of relief, he really didn't know what he would have done if Alfonso had already been taken by the time he arrived, "and the capture alive, I wonder who I'm fighting against." ”

Offrey gave the order in annoyance, this was the most heartwarming battle he had ever experienced, and the enemies seemed to be playing tricks on him from beginning to end, if it weren't for the fact that his army was strong enough, perhaps he would have been tricked by these enemies by this time.

The trouble caused by the front and rear flanking to the other party was obviously fatal, and being blocked in the uncovered courtyard and being shot with a musket was like murder, so after a round of shooting, the other party gave up the shooting because they couldn't resist it, and a few of them rushed towards the side of Oflaiyi, while more people still rushed towards the courtyard.

To Ofleiil's surprise, he had never seen such a persistent or fanatical fellow, and it made him even wonder if these people were the barbarians of the Swiss mountains, as if only those people could be crazy to that point.

"Kill them all." By this time, Ofleiyi no longer expected to take prisoners, he just wanted the matter to end quickly, and at the same time he was already somewhat worried about the appearance of such an enemy.

Although the Montina army was brave and loyal, it was not like this, they relied more on the usual training and the discipline that gradually developed day after day to support the strength of the army, and Ofreil even remembered Alexander once said: "What I ask my soldiers to do must be what they can do after giving it their best, and not whimsically making them do what is impossible, and if the commander's stupidity causes casualties or even defeat, then the soldier is not obliged to pay for such an act, They can choose to surrender, which does not in any way undermine their honor, because they do not have to pay for the mistakes of others. ”

But now, the enemies who were shot down before they even rushed in front of them made Ofleiil seem to see the kind of frenzy that the legendary Crusades had only seen centuries earlier.

And the cross on their breasts and the holy names they shouted out clearly told him that they had the same faith.

"Kill them all." Ofleiyi changed his mind this time, and somehow he had a vague hunch that if these people lived, there might be some trouble.

The Balkans who stormed the courtyard were cruel, they did not give the enemy any chance, and even though some of them may have chosen to survive because of timidity, they did not hesitate to carry out a complete killing.

The courtyard was littered with corpses, both Balkans and enemies, and when the enemy who had defeated the interception rushed into the courtyard, the enemies who were blocked in the courtyard because they had not stormed the house became the target of the musketeers.

They were supposed to be attacking the Balkans, but they were harassed by crossbow arrows from the houses behind them, and eventually they began to retreat along the corridor towards the corner of the courtyard, but then the Balkans immediately surrounded them.

It was only then that Ofleiil had the opportunity to rush to the house that was heavily guarded by the Balkans, which was actually a small church, and the sturdy structure protected the people inside, and when he saw Alfonso, who was guarded by a group of courtiers who had heard the news, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank God, Your Highness, it's great that you're all right," said Oflei, who hurriedly saluted, and then immediately looked at Alfonso earnestly, and when he was sure that the precious duke was indeed safe, he drew two crosses on his chest.

Alfonso's actions made Alfonso feel a little better, although he didn't know what the officer cared so much about, at least it seemed that he didn't have to worry about his safety for the time being.

"Captain, I will reward you, I will reward all of you," Alfonso looked at the Balkans with some envy, and he simply lowered his voice and said, "Captain, I don't know how much you will be paid on the side of Gombray, but if you can do it for me, or recruit such an army for me, I will reward you heavily." ”

"Your Highness, we are at your service," Ofleiyi skillfully avoided Alfonso's temptation, and then he ignored Alfonso's disappointed look, and immediately ordered his men to protect the duke, "Please forgive your highness, we still have a battle to end." ”

The Balkans guarding the castle were indeed attacked, or betrayed by traitors.

The enemy appeared in front of them out of nowhere.

The sneak attack of these infiltrating enemies caused heavy casualties to the Balkans who remained behind, and they had to protect Alfonso all the way to the castle and finally retreat into the chapel.

Such blows provoked the brutal temperament of the Balkans, so their counterattacks and killings were also completely ruthless.

Hardly a single dead enemy had the bodies intact, the Balkans almost chopped them to pieces, and until the last one many were still alive.

So the castle was full of miserable and terrible screams.

Offrey decided not to stop it, he also needed to vent.

Billy Shelly was obviously not his luck, this place almost ruined the little honor he had so hard to accumulate, and these inexplicable enemies also made him feel inexplicably uneasy.

"Captain, should we leave some alive?" A hunter asked in a low voice.

"Yes, but I doubt they really know anything," Ofleiyi stared at the figures who were still making their last desperate resistance, "these people are trouble, tell me have you ever seen such an enemy?" ”

"Yes," the hunter took a breath of the heretics. ”

"But look at them, they treat us like pagans." Offrey's lips tightened.

He's still young, and it's only this year that he's starting to grow a short beard, which according to his wife, Ashley, is just fluff.

But the war had made Ofleiyi a lot more mature, if he would not have given such an order for the sake of honor before, but now he did not hesitate to order: "Kill them all." ”

When the last of the enemy's body clutched at the spear poking in the stomach gradually stopped writhing, the Balkans let out a gasp of relief.

They really had never encountered such an enemy, and not even the Ottomans were all so fierce and fearless to death.

Ofleiyi walked among the corpses on the ground, stamped on the blood, and he had already instructed him not to leave anything that might be useful, but judging by the way the Balkans searched so carefully, it was estimated that they would even strip the corpses naked.

"What the hell are these people doing?" A voice suddenly came from behind, and Ofleiil turned back unexpectedly to see Alfonso approaching surrounded by several courtiers and guards.

"Your Highness is dangerous here," Ofleiyi frowned, he felt that this Duke of Billy Shelly was really a nuisance, "You should stay in the room." ”

"This is my castle, and I must know who is going to attack me." Alfonso huffed, "This is an insult to me, and a challenge to the Sicilian royal family, I want to know who ordered them, who is so anxious to kill me." ”

"The fact that the enemy can suddenly storm the castle shows that there is a mole," Ofleiyi lowered his voice, "so you are not safe at this time." ”

"That's why I'm with you, and now I don't trust you as much as I trust those people." Alfonso said, grabbing a sword from the ground and swinging it in the air.

"Whoever it is, Your Highness, I suggest that you better protect yourself." Ofreil said with some impatience that the Balkans were very good at looting money, but they had not found anything really important to Ofleiil so far.

"Wait a minute." Alfonso suddenly shouted to a Balkan, "Show me your sword," and said to Ofleiuil, slightly excited, "I swear I've seen a sword like this before." ”

Ofleiyi immediately beckoned the Balkans over, and watched the duke take the strange-looking sword and look at it repeatedly, and Ofleiyi couldn't help but wait with hope.

"I've really seen a sword like this," Alfonso stroking a weapon with a slightly curved scimitar that looked like an Ottoman scimitar, but with a straight blade on both sides, "Let me think, oh, I've seen this sword a few years ago, but it seems to have been used only by the Moors." ”

"Moors?"

"It's the Moors who were driven out by Aragon and Castile, and they liked to use this weapon that could both chop and stab."

Alfonso said as he took a few steps forward, away from the people around him, and then turned the sword in his hand in a circle rather skilfully.

Just as he was about to speak again, there was a muffled sound in the darkness!

Alfonso fell to the ground with a gun!