Chapter 46: The incident of seizing the door (Part 1)
“Archbishop Townley wants to assassinate His Majesty the Pope?!”
Jeshka picked her ears with her little finger, thinking she heard wrongly .
"We...we...looked for it...but it's not there...the secret belt edict was exposed...it was known...quickly, go and inform His Majesty the Pope."
Will The thin young man in short clothes, who was bent over and panting, straightened up. Jeshka looked serious: "I know you are in a hurry, but don't be anxious yet. Tell me what's going on from the beginning!"
At this moment, in the Pontifical Guard camp next to the gate of the Gulag Monastery, many guards had woken up from their dreams. They walked out of the door and looked towards Jeshka.
“Come on, it’s too late.” Seeing that Jeshka didn’t make any move, the young man in short clothes became even more anxious than before. “On my way here, I saw Tangli rushing over with his people. He picked up the weapon."
"What?" Jeshka abandoned the young man in short clothes and ran to a big locust tree with the opposite movement of his fat body.
The moonlight poured on the flat slope in front of the door, and several blazing torches were extremely eye-catching.
Weapons glowed with strange orange reflections under the moonlight and firelight.
"Impossible." Jeshka murmured to herself. Before the secret party's messenger arrived, there was no way that Lord Saint Sun Tzu and Archbishop Townley would fall out.
But now the facts are right in front of him, and he can no longer explore them.
After all, Tangli is a smuggler and a very vicious person. What if he really comes to assassinate the grandson of the Holy Sun?
These smugglers, whose blades lick blood, have always been neurotic. Who knows what they think?
"Ftseva." Jeshka jumped down from the tree, hurriedly picked up the longbow, picked up a stab hammer, and shouted towards the only girl soldier.
"Here!" Vtseva squeezed out from the adults' knees, put her three fingers together and placed them across her chest, and performed a military salute like a child army.
"Go, take these scrolls and go to Master Sheng Sunzi. It is said that Tang Li suddenly arrived late at night with his troops. It is said that he discovered the secret edict on the belt."
It will be recorded. With the scroll of rumors of "Townley attacking Madeleine" and "Madelan attacking Townley" on her back, Vtseva quickly came to the wall, pushed aside a few floating bricks, and got into the monastery through the dog hole.
"Apostolic Guards, assemble!"
The torches were lit, and several ten households quickly beat the gongs and began to recruit people.
Soon, about forty elite battle-hardened Apostolic Guards armed with flails, pitchforks and woodcutter gathered in front of Jeshka.
The night wind blew, and under the command of their respective Shihu and Jeshka, they lined up in a 5X7 square formation with resolute faces.
The people in the first row hold firewood gates and woodchopping knives that are half a person's height. They are sword and shield soldiers, responsible for blocking the spear thrusts of the front row and cutting off the enemy's spears.
The people in the last four rows hold pitchforks and flails. The pitchfork bearers are spearmen, responsible for killing the main force and charging through, while the flailmen are warhammers, responsible for breaking shields and attacking the enemies behind the shields.
On both sides of the phalanx, there are four or five sword-playing soldiers holding wooden pot lids, short axes and daggers.
Most of them are short in stature, and they are responsible for rolling around under the spear and cutting the enemy's calves and feet exposed outside the shield.
The night wind blew up and rolled up the corners of their soft linen armor, revealing the angular ribbed chests of these guards.
The snow-white moonlight shines on their sunken cheeks, like a group of skeleton soldiers wearing black hoods.
As a veteran mercenary and mercenary manager, no one knows battle formations and cost reduction better than Jeshka.
The guards are quite proficient in this kind of battle formation. With the organization developed from the previous step prayers and the morale of the Apostolic Guards, using this battle formation is not a problem.
Their previous formation was used to beat those local gangsters and villagers with no disadvantages.
When Townley's figure appeared on the edge of the hillside, Jeshka couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in her heart.
Those were fifty large men, fully armed, wearing leather armor, and holding war hammers and spears.
"Chapu, act quickly. Go to the refugee camp immediately and notify the other ten families to come to rescue him! You must be quick, understand?"
Let go of Chapu's arm. , this lean and tall boy immediately took off his long legs and ran towards the refugee camp.
"Whoosh!"
A feathered arrow landed accurately in front of Tangli, and the crow feathers at the tail of the arrow were still trembling.
“Archbishop Townley.” Standing on a big rock on the hillside, Jeshka laughed heartily, “Tonight, for the safety of His Majesty the Pope, the door will not be opened. Please come back. Let's go."
"Captain Jeshka, I didn't miss the opportunity to close the door and forgot to reply." Townley pushed away the two thugs in front of him and puffed up his chest, "I did. We are here to eradicate evil and evil!”
“The king of our great papal kingdom is wise, the people are healthy, and the oceans and rivers are clean. Where did the evil come from?” Jeshka caressed the long arrow in his hand, “ Besides, the holy grandson is the eye of God, how can someone blind his eyes?”
Tang Li waved his hand solemnly: "Of course your Majesty, the Holy Sun, is well aware of everything and has noble moral character, but unfortunately there is a traitor among the common people, and that person is Madeleine. He used his body as a bait to lure me out of the monastery just to be with Your Majesty. Should...
I mean, I’m pretending to welcome you, but in fact, in order to control the authority of our great papal kingdom, please let me enter the monastery to help your Majesty.”
"Madelan?" Jeshka felt like she had figured out something, but she still couldn't figure it out through a layer of membrane, "Madelan didn't enter the monastery at all."
"Jeshka, let's Don't go around in circles." Tangli couldn't help it, and the ferocious temperament of the smuggler showed up again, "If Madelan hadn't gone in, would you have been idle here waiting for me in the middle of the night? Guard.”
"No, no, no." Jeshka hurriedly explained, "Someone notified me in advance that someone wanted to assassinate Your Majesty."
"Bloathing!" Tangli yelled, jumping on his feet, " Your Majesty and I are as close as brothers, close friends... Wait, that person isn’t the Bunian next to you, is he?”
Jeshka fell into silence, he had a premonition that something was wrong. .
“You also said that you and Madeleine are not in the same group. Isn’t his most trusted follower by your side?”
Seeing the lights suddenly light up in the distant monastery, Townley felt extremely anxious. If Madeleine really welcomed Horn out of the monastery, he would be completely passive.
"Get out of the way, or I will really take action."
Jeshka helplessly shouted: "Madelan really has not passed, I swear on the honor of the family!"
"Move ..."
"Do it!"
A loud shout came from behind Tangli's group, and only six or seventy people were seen holding wooden sticks, hoes, flails and even tables, chairs and ladles. The farmers in the basin rushed out.
"Hey! It's an ambush, retreat quickly!"
"I'm bleeding all over the ground, save me! Save me!"
"We fell into the trap, then Jeshka dragged us They are here just to kill us."
"Stay still, there aren't many of them," Tangli yelled at the top of his lungs.
The incident happened suddenly. Before Townley and his team could react, Madelan used a simple back charge to break into the formation.
Beating with sticks and hacking with hatchets, they actually chopped down and knocked down two or three unlucky ones.
Unfortunately, of the group led by Madeleine, only a dozen people in the front dared to attack, while the remaining fifty or so people stood in the back row, either beating the air or dancing with pots and pans.
“Fight in and rescue!”
“The Pope has a great reward!”
Madelan shouted anxiously.
Townley saw Madeleine emerging from behind, and then looked at Jeshka who was blocking the front with a pitchfork. He seemed to have figured everything out.
"Okay, okay." Townley roared, "How much contribution have I made to the Papal State? Now that the seal is unsealed, do I have to kill the prey and cook the hounds?
Everyone, fight out, enter the Gulag Monastery, and ask for an explanation from your Majesty!”
After the initial panic, the fifty armed peasants re-formed their formation to fight back against Madeleine and others! people.
“Chief of the 100 households in Jeshka, what should we do?”
"Charge, fight in." Jeshka said through gritted teeth.
This misunderstanding cannot be resolved. Now, sit back and watch. Later, these armed farmers will come towards you.
“Myrcella protects me, kill me!”
“May the Holy Father bless me, kill me!”
The Apostolic Guards were fighting in groups before, but this time Once he saw blood, the nervous tension in his heart turned into war roars that echoed through the night sky.
Taking steps that were not very neat, the guards' faces flushed in the light of the torches, and they quickly rushed towards Tangli's chaotic battle.
PS There will be another chapter later. When I save the manuscript at the weekend, I can post two chapters at once.
(End of this chapter)