On an open window sill, a cat was lying lazily on the sun.

The weather at this time is the favorite of cats. It is warm but not hot. Sleeping in this afternoon sun, let alone take a nap. Needless to say, cats, even people often feel that there is really no other need at this moment.

A very clean and beautiful face appeared in the window. The young woman reached up and picked up the sleepy cat from the window sill. When it was disturbed, it made a cry, and it straightened its limbs to protest The young woman hugged the cat in her arms and sat sideways on the window sill.

The window is very high from the ground. Looking out the slightly inclined street outside the window, you can see the whole street and a small open area a little further away.

The young woman looked at the group of soldiers on the open ground with interest. She was always curious to lie down at the window to see the men doing weird things. Although her father had taught him several times because of this, she did not listen.

The soldiers did not come to Montina very long. It is said that they were under the owner of the castle under repair, but the young girl did not care about it. She was interested in what the men were doing.

If it were n’t for them to see that they had the horrible weapons called muskets in their hands, the girls began to suspect that these people were either practicing dancing or a large group of lunatics.

This is because they did not take weapons at the beginning, so it was strange to see a group of people standing empty-handed in a row on the open ground, but when they moved it seemed very strange.

The people in the front row sometimes kneel down while standing, and they still seem to be carrying something in their hands, and then they turn around at the same time and give the invisible thing to the people in the back row, and at the same time they seem to have received something from the people in the back, Then continue to kneel in front of the front.

These movements do not look very neat, but the woman knows that because of this they have been repeating these movements repeatedly, so in her view these movements seem to be performing some unknown country dance.

She had this idea because when she accidentally hummed a local ballad in her mouth, she found that it coincided with the movement of these people, which made the young woman feel very interesting, so Every time I saw those soldiers doing weird things every day, they played accompaniment on their windowsills.

Her father was very angry and thought it was a little dangerous, but after scolding her daughter several times, she was too lazy to see that she was not obedient. Fortunately, the daughter just likes to lie on the window sill of her house and watch the soldiers. To hook up with those people, he must not agree.

When my father's care was not taken into account, he had more difficulties now.

As the best local construction craftsman in Montina, Pompeii has always been proud of his craftsmanship, but now he finds that he may be losing his job.

This starts with the earl who came to Montina a few days ago.

The castle of Montina is an ancient fortress with a long history. It is said that the ancient Romans were the first to build this castle, which was to resist the barbarians of the year.

Over the years, the original castle has long disappeared, and a new castle has been built near the original castle, and this construction has never stopped. Every once in a while, someone will build on the basis of the original castle. Improvement, so the name of the new Fort of Montina gradually spread.

If Newcastle is just a fortress, then the name Montina is not a single city, but refers to the entire Montina area.

Because of its convenient transportation, Montina cannot be compared with places like Rome and Florence, but it is still a rare rich area. More importantly, it seems that the castle has not stopped repairing for many years. Created a long-term rice bowl for the locals.

Pompeni is one of those people who rely on building a castle to support their family and eat. With the skills that are much better than others, Pompeni can get a good salary. This money will not only allow his family It ’s a great experience, and even allows his daughter not to go out to work like other women, but to lie on the window and hug his beloved cat to watch those “dancing” as soldiers.

But the new Count suddenly ordered to stop repairing the castle.

Pompeii's world collapsed.

He really wanted to find the count and question him, if you do n’t build a castle, what is the count of Montina, hurry back to your country called Agrie to grow wheat.

However, Pompeii thought about it in his heart, but he dare not say it.

As long as I look at the soldiers brought by the Earl, Pompeii feels a bit scary, especially those Agrigs with a typical southern accent. The thick **** smell that some of them can smell, it also shows that these people have just come down from the terrible battlefield.

Such a group of people will not care about killing a few more people, even the best construction craftsmen in Montina's craftsmanship may not make them hesitate.

Pompeni wondered whether it was time to go out and find a job.

A familiar shout came from outside the window, and those who were soldiers were going crazy.

Pompeii was impatiently preparing to close the window of his room, and now he was disgusted to see Agries in eccentric costumes.

A figure passing under the window caught Pompeii's attention.

Pompeni's house is very high. If he didn't come to his house specifically, he wouldn't pass under his window, and that direction was his daughter's room.

Pompeni was alert all at once, and what made him care was that the man seemed to be still wearing the quirky clothes of the Agri soldiers.

The woman is always more or less curious about the soldiers. Thinking of her daughter always crawling in front of the window these two days to watch those soldiers ‘dancing’, Pompeii could n’t help more nervous.

He hurried out of the room and came to the hallway, because the door of his daughter's room was closed, and immediately ran back to his house in anxiety, protruding most of his body out of the window, trying to see the window of his daughter's room behind the corner.

At this time in the narrow aisle under the window, a young soldier riding a horse looked up at the craftsman's daughter.

The window was a little tall, and the daughter of the craftsman needed to throw half of the body out of the window to see the soldier.

Although it is unclear the status of these foreigners, looking at the soldier's clothing, the girl guessed that he should not be an ordinary soldier.

The young man was wearing a black thin velvet coat, and the armor was exposed outside the wide half-length sleeves of the elbow. It can be seen that this armor seems to have been trimmed because the armor guards that should be smooth have new There are old, it seems that this armor once accompanied the master through a fierce battle.

He wore a short cloak obliquely behind his shoulders. It was this short cloak that made the craftsman's daughter think he looked very different from other soldiers.

At this time, the young man was looking up at the girl in the window, and it happened to happen that she saw her chest pressed against the window sill when she leaned out, pushing me up against the beauty of the snow-white peaks.

"This is the most I want to climb the mountain I've seen," the soldier sighed, and the soldier smiled when he saw the girl's slightly reddish expression in his words.

"I saw that you were laughing while watching our training, and still talking about it, what are you talking about?" The soldier asked curiously.

"Why ask this, do you want to say that you are not allowed to watch your training, or are you not allowed to talk?"

The craftsman's daughter deliberately raised her face. She felt that the young soldier under the window was not so annoying, and it was not the same as those of the soldiers he had seen before. Although he had just taken some verbal advantage, she did not feel very angry.

"I'm just curious about what you are talking about. Your appearance makes me think you are laughing at us."

The soldier's temper was obviously good, and it was not because the craftsman's daughter was arrogant, or because she was beautiful.

"You guessed it, I think you are a little funny." The craftsman's daughter said simply put the dozing cat aside, and then sat sideways on the window sill, so that because she twisted her body, the clothes on her body She couldn't help but make her posture look more uneven.

"Tell me what are you doing, are you dancing?" The girl curiously gestured like the soldiers. "But you don't dance very well, and it looks strange when you walk, but if you are with us, It ’s fun to sing a song together. "

As she said, she sang a few words.

The soldier looked at her with some curiosity. He laughed when she sang the song, and then looked back at her companion. Seeing that the companion in the distance actually seemed to cooperate with the tune, the soldier couldn't help it. Then he laughed.

Pompeni jumped out of the window at this time.

After many years of working as a craftsman, his body made him very flexible, or a little excited. After his feet fell on the ground, he yelled around the corner and shouted at the soldier like an angry hyena: "Hi! Soldier, stay away from my daughter! "

The craftsman who popped out suddenly surprised the soldier. He looked at the girl who was panicking and jumping into the house from the window, then shrugged helplessly.

"Don't be too nervous man, I just say a few words casually with your daughter."

"Just say a few words," Pompello stared at the young soldier, then raised his head and shouted to the daughter who was hiding behind the window, "Go back to your room, you want to be a soldier like the miu's girl." Was it thrown away after running, none of the soldiers were good. "

"Hey, speak carefully," the young soldier's face sank. "I might not be angry, but you are insulting the Earl's army."

"Oh, Lord Earl." Pompello groaned in his nose, but after all he didn't speak anymore.

The young soldier glanced into the window again. There was a trace of interest in his eyes, but under the glare of his father, he could only glare at the thief-like craftsman with dissatisfaction.

Then he remembered his purpose here.

"I'm asking about someone," the soldier said to Pompeii, looking at the other side's alert look, and the soldier shook his head helplessly. "Is there a man named Pompeii, Pompeii Jr., said that his father is The best craftsman in this area before. "

"He himself is the best." Pompeii corrected the soldier's statement angrily, and then stared at the other person with alert eyes. "What are you doing with him?"

"I ..." The soldier was about to continue talking and stopped. He tilted his head and looked at the annoyed dad in front of him, then smiled. "Are you Pompeni?"

The craftsman was stunned and snorted vaguely as a response.

"What are you doing with me?"

"Master Earl wants to see you," the soldier's face showed an interesting look. He jumped down and walked to Pompeni before laughing. "You say you are the best craftsman, maybe you will have to prove you soon Is this bragging? "

Pompeii showed a look of excitement on his face. He was a construction craftsman. Since his father ’s ancestors and even earlier, they have been building various houses non-stop, but as the craftsmanship increased, they built simple In the folk house, he once built palaces for some nobles, and even in his early years, his father gave a large nobility as the foreman of the castle.

The new earl ’s suspension of the construction of the new castle of Monti made Pompeii very annoyed. He thought it was smashing his job, but now that he heard that the old man of the earl seemed to have a new job for him, Pompeii was immediately happy. stand up.

The soldier glanced slightly into the window with nostalgia, then turned around and walked towards the castle under the supervision of his father, whose face became difficult to see immediately.

The castle of Montina is always under construction. Precisely because of this, this castle is simply called the New Castle.

But the name is really called like this, it needs to be many years later.

Today, although Montina is almost a transportation hub connecting the four sides of Italy, this town has only one proud church and bishop in addition to a castle that seems to never be repaired.

That's right, Montina's church has a bishop, and the bishop still surnamed Luo Weilei.

In fact, this Bishop Rovere is a cousin of Old Rovere.

When I heard about it, the first thought in Alexander ’s mind was that “there is no lunch in the world.”

Becoming a lord of the territory of a bishop is not good for most nobles.

In particular, this man is also named Luo Weilei. Alexander has reason to believe that the bishop will become a big trouble around him for a long time in the future.

This bishop of the Rowley family is also very special. Although he has a John's name, he prefers others to call him Lord Tony, which is his secular name.

And the master Tony ’s style is not so like a bishop. When he first met with Alexander, he warmly recommended many beautiful local women to him, and then unabashedly proposed to him that he could help him. The tithe of the year was successfully collected ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ He was willing to pay Alexander a "rebate".

"Not much money, but enough for you to do a lot of things," Tony Rovere stood in the main hall and looked around with disgust. "Count, you should know the simplicity of this place better than me, there are many great things in this castle Works, but the castle itself is really not very good. "

Looking at the bishop standing opposite, Alexander couldn't help but wonder again why Luo Weilei had given this territory to him.

A soldier walked into the main hall, and the powerful footsteps sounded very fast.

"Sir, Duke Gandino sent the messenger."

The soldiers hurriedly said that these Aggris did not understand what it means to act by chance, nor did they understand that they should learn to avoid taboos, so upon hearing this news, Tony Rovere, who was talking about Xing Zhenghuan, couldn't help but stop to look at Alexander.

Giovanni's messenger, Alexander stood up slowly from his chair, and the time should have come.

The battle of Oral not only completely destroyed Pitiliuno ’s plans to break, but he also suffered once again the biggest loss since the battle with the French. Both the Milanese and Venetian casualties made the Venetian lieutenant general Feeling unbearable.

Because of this, Pitiliuno had to recall the previous army, because after all, he faced Giovanni's 20000 Holy See.

30,000 vs. 30,000, this is a comparison of the strength of the two sides after the battle of Olar, and at this time Alexander entered Montina.

If Alexander stayed in Montina that way, the league would still be at a disadvantage in terms of numbers.

Because of this, Giovanni had to send a messenger.

Unconsciously, everyone suddenly discovered that the Agrig, who was supposed to be the least important, seemed to have become an important bargaining chip in determining the war