"That's what you said, Carl, help me get the box, I'm going to draft an agreement, to be signed by William and I, and you'll be the witness. www.biquge.info"Jiang Zhuyi is also on a par with Friedrich II, originally she was still thinking about how to share the spoils with this emperor in the future, but now it saves trouble and belongs to herself." This is a big deal, and it can't just be talked about, it has to be done on paper.

"William, I think what Baron Jiang said is also reasonable, if we can end the battle in Venice as soon as possible, we can also avoid being attacked on our backs. Even if Hong's fleet could not land, but with the fleet, it could quickly deploy troops, and the coalition forces did not dare to go too deep into the peninsula. Karl was not as optimistic as Jiang and not as pessimistic as Friedrich II. In his opinion, Jiang Zhuyi's territory is enough to be kept, but the Italian peninsula will not be lost, as long as there is sea dominance, the enemy's army cannot go deep, otherwise it is easy to be copied back.

"You'd better go and help Mademoiselle Baroness get the box...... "Friedrich II was really convinced of his cousin's brain, the richest areas of the peninsula are in the north, and it's a good thing to guard the south.

Karl pursed his lips, stood up and walked out. He has not been a man who likes to use his brains since he was a child, otherwise he would not have been captured by the Arabs. After following Hong Tao, he learned a lot of navigation technology, but his brain still didn't use it much, and with Hong Tao there, it was not his turn to use it. Since my cousin and Jiang Zhuyi also think that they have no brains, they should not suggest blindly, just take the box and take the box, what's the big deal.

"Jiang! River! William! William! Something ...... big thing" But within two minutes of going out, Carl came back again, he crashed in directly from the door, his mouth kept shouting, he trotted all the way to Jiang Zhuyi, and handed her a letter that had been opened.

"Hahahaha...... William, does the agreement just now count? You're the emperor, you can't say it's not counted, what about my box? The letter was very short, only a piece of paper, but Jiang Zhuyi read it back and forth three times before throwing the letter on the table, and suddenly laughed, trembling all over his body, and Bai Huahua's chest was about to pop out.

“…… Devil! He's the devil! Now I can't think of fighting anymore, the Berbers are crazy! Friedrich II looked at Karl, who was pacing in the room, and then at Jiang Zhuyi, who was in a state of madness, and finally couldn't help it, and picked up the letter very rudely. After only a few glances, he slumped back into his chair, his hand on his forehead and deep in thought.

"William, I don't ask you to send troops now, I'll clean up Venice slowly, and you can provide food, grass and medical care according to our original agreement. After the end of the war, the rights and interests of Venice are half of us, and I am not a villain who takes advantage of the fire to rob. Now what you should do is immediately convene a council in the name of the Emperor to discuss whether or not you should go and help your wife's country. However, I estimate that at the speed of those noble lords, by the time you have discussed it, there will be no more European knights left on the peninsula. Who said you have to take matters into your own hands to fight a war, my man is the smartest man in the world! If I were the Pope, I would kneel and beg him to be the emperor of Europe, otherwise in less than fifty years, you will be swept away by the army of the Golden River Empire! Rather than being ruled by his son, it is better to let him protect you directly, and if you have seen his son, you will think like me. Well, there's no more to me here, I'm going to go back and ask the Habsburgs how many troops they plan to send to help me attack Venice. I reckon they'll get the news before I go back, and they'll be busy looking for me, and they're ready to get the army at my disposal. Hahaha...... It's so interesting, compared to him, you're all kids! ”

Jiang Zhuyi was too proud, this letter was sent by her own intelligence channel, and the content would only be conservative and not exaggerated. Others may not be able to see the clues of those things written above, but she can find the shadow of the big mouse in them at a glance. No one else can play such a vicious trick, this is simply digging the ancestral grave of the Berbers. But this ancestral grave is really timely, and now the Europeans still have the time to attack the Italian peninsula? Whether they can keep France is a question, and the Pope will have to move again! And the designer of all this, that is, her man, is sorry for himself if he doesn't show off.

"Carl, is this really Hong's doing? Could it be a coincidence...... For example, a fanatical believer happened to get this opportunity. Jiang Zhu was like a flower butterfly, floating away in a flicker. Friedrich II had not yet recovered from the tremendous stimulation of the letter, and he was not so much asking Karl as he was comforting himself, trying to find a reason to excuse Hong Tao, but also to excuse himself. What Hong Tao did was too vicious, in the end, this basin may have to be buckled on his head, even if there is no evidence, but the biggest beneficiary is himself, what will others think?

"If these two religious leaders were stabbed to death, I agree with your assumption. But if they were killed by a man with a fist-sized iron ball, and several Berber chieftains were killed and wounded, your assumption is not valid. You may not have seen this kind of thing, but I've not only seen it, but I've used it. It's called a grenade, and it was made by people in the country of Hong. But the Berbers don't think so, because they had seen it at the wedding of the son of a chieftain in the port of Ceuta a few months earlier, and it was shown to them by a Greek merchant. The Greek merchant told them that these were French inventions, had been obtained through secret channels, and that he wanted to sell them for a high price, but they were not interested. Of course, this was all taught to me by Hong, and I didn't understand why he did it at the time, but now it is clear that he was going to lead the troubles to France. Karl also had to lie and deceive his cousin, using the Berbers to drag down the plans of European countries, he knew three months ago, at that time he also asked Hong Tao if he wanted to tell his cousin about this, Hong Tao said that there was no need to tell, as long as the matter came out, the emperor himself could figure it out. Sure enough, as soon as Friedrich II saw the letter, he had already figured it out.

"And what about Aragorn? Do I want to watch it being taken over by the Berbers? Friedrich II shook his head, now he was no longer interested in how Hong Tao provoked this religious war. It didn't matter to him who the rest of the Iberian Peninsula belonged to, but the Kingdom of Aragon was his wife's country, and de jure his son still had the right to inherit there.

"Didn't Baron Jiang say that you should now convene a council in your capacity as emperor and call on all Christians to make another crusade to the west. Anyway, it's going to be a war, and instead of letting them fight you, you should take them to fight the Berbers. His trick is so poisonous that no one can stay out of it, not even my territory. I can't sell weapons to the Berbers this time, they might attack me together. The matter was now unsolvable, and Carl remembered Hong Tao's advice to him. In this war, you have to behave better, the south of the peninsula, your son's kingdom, even if you have Fort Mia, you can try it here, and there is nothing to lose.

On the 19th of March, the day before the Feast of the Holy Order, a great event took place in the city of Seville. The two religious leaders were assassinated by two European Assassins not far from a local mosque. This time instead of swords or guns, bombs were used. The two Assassins carried the bomb on their bodies disguised as melons and evaded the guards' inspection, and then approached the two religious leaders' ranks under the guise of offering the potion, successfully detonating the explosives. One of the Assassins was killed by the crowd on the spot, and the two religious leaders were so close that they were blown into a sieve, and they didn't even run away with several of the chieftains, killing and wounding a large number of people.

Another Assassin was caught red-handed, and two bombs disguised as melons were found in his bag, along with the Assassin's identification. The captured Assassin also confessed that the assassin who had been killed was a European nobleman from the Duke's family of Brittany, and nothing else was said.

In fact, it didn't matter if he said it or not, the Berbers were already mad, and on the third day they sent troops north and took the city of Toledo directly. After the city was broken, an order was issued not to leave anyone alive, and the entire city was washed in blood. And that's not all, with this assassination, the Berbers decided that the Europeans were unreliable, so they launched a purge of all the towns in the occupied territories. All the inhabitants who were not Is-Rans were driven out of their dwellings and put in chains and became slaves. The local Europeans, who had already converted to Muz-S-Lin, were also forced to take up arms and join the Berber purges. If you don't kill the infidels, then you are killed, it's as simple as that.

In the following half a month, a large number of Berber troops rushed to the north side of the strait in various small boats like ants crossing the river, and some people did not have time to wait for the boats, so they tied some large logs and were pulled by other boats to cross the sea. This time they no longer spared their lives, nor did they intend to occupy the land, they went north with only one purpose, which was to kill all the infidels on the peninsula, and then enter France and wash Paris in blood! Catch the Pope! Avenge the servants of Allah!

It happened so suddenly, not only the Berbers were not prepared, but also the Europeans. They were moving troops to northern Italy, leaving only the armies of Castile, León, Portugal, and the Kingdom of Aragon on the Iberian Peninsula, and all European armies had been withdrawn. When the red-eyed Berber army suddenly crossed the lines of the two sides and attacked north in four directions, the Christian army on the peninsula could not stop the Berber alliance of fanatical believers. Almost every few days, a village and town are washed in blood, and it is not too much to describe it as a piece of armor.

(To be continued.) )