Many years later, a military theorist once wrote in his own book: "After studying the performance of many ancestors and contemporary giants on the battlefield, I have mastered the human military activities obtained for thousands of years. The most wonderful secret of victory. "

When writing these words, the man was quite proud of his real knowledge, but he did n’t know that, at the same time as another soldier who was also studying war and military history, he also wrote the same thing. The words: "I found that no matter how genius generals actually follow, there are only a few existing laws, and these laws guide them to victory."

Louis de Bourbon believes that he has won because he feels that his enemy has lost the reliance on the stubborn resistance, and he has a more powerful artillery than the enemy, which is enough to ensure that he does not matter Is it an overwhelming advantage over the enemy in terms of strength or firepower?

But he paid too much attention to the enemy in front of him. In order to ensure that he could occupy Florence in the evening of the same day, he ordered the extraction of all available power. As a result, he did not know that an enemy had already In fact, he and Louis XII's main force were not interspersed with such a wide gap, and then launched a surprise attack on him from close to the place under his nose.

Busaco was breathing heavily on a gray horse, and he was most grateful to the Duke at this time.

From Bologna to Prato, this is a mountain road that is not very long but difficult to walk, and from Prato to Florence, it is also not so easy to walk.

In order to be able to get to the place as quickly as possible, Busako had to endure the pain and ordered to throw away several large-caliber artillery halfway, and then drove with some of the fairly flexible small artillery.

It was on this road that Busako really realized the significance of the long-distance march that Alexander asked them to stop. Although the Sixth Regiment of Bologna was no longer the earliest Agri Musketeer, it was the experience of those times. In the subsequent training of the Bologna regiment, Busako also tempered his troops in a harsh way.

The timing of the Bologna regiment ’s attack on the French army was just right. Even when the field calibers, which were not very small but very flexible, fired the first round of artillery shells from the side to the densely formed French army with little time to aim, The Bologna regiment began to charge towards a location behind the French army that appeared to be a supply camp.

Busaco knew that his strength could not be compared with the French army. Although his sixth regiment had been repeatedly expanded, it was still less than four-fifths of the original structure. This made him stupid without thinking of bravery from the beginning. Offensive against the main force of the French army.

His only cavalry of less than 200 people is his relying on and the biggest bargaining chip, because in order to quickly respond to Constantine ’s invasion of Ferrara, he occupied Bologna. The Simian cavalry gave it to him.

These Bohemian cavalry have become the most important force in the Bologna regiment. It is the same as Gompati's artillery as the key to victory. Busaco regards these cavalry as his last bargaining chip.

This time, he threw the chip from the beginning.

The Bohemian cavalry waved the saber in their hands and stormed into the supply camp behind the French army. These Bohemians ran madly with the screaming "Oh" screams. Holding a short musket in one hand, attacked all the living targets they could see, and then accompanied the smoke and dust through the camp. They also caused a raging fire dragon behind them.

Louis de Bourbon felt a little dazed for a while. Even if he turned around and saw that the supply camp behind him was on fire, he still did not react. He was just thinking about where these enemies came from, and Who are they?

These questions made him even forget how to deal with the enemies before him.

It wasn't until the several powerful sounds from the camp that caused him to awaken from the trembling explosion on the ground that De Bourbon realized that this was not the time when the enemy came from.

However, obviously not everyone is completely forgotten like this king ’s servant in an accident. So, several French troops have changed their formation, and the artillery of a cannon not far away is not waiting to hear the order. It was already ordered to turn the clumsy artillery slowly.

A piercing roar passed through the gap in the team, the heat wave struck, and it seemed to fall into the hot hell.

Then came a huge muffled noise behind him, and a long earth was drawn on the ground by an earth dragon brought up by the tumbling jump.

The cavalrymen were shocked by this sudden attack, and the captain of the cavalry who rushed in front shouted to his companions: "Do n’t stop, charge, keep charging, do n’t stop ~"

The Bohemians accelerated again, because of the threat of artillery, their formation became much thinner, but this did not affect their damage to the enemy.

Their cunning did not contact the French army, but a small group of more than a dozen people kept filling the rear of the French army with supplies and various materials. Or, after destroying the enemy's materials, they quickly ran away and then looked for the next target.

Busak has been paying attention to the movement of the French army under the city. When he found that several French troops had turned toward him, Busak ordered the team to retreat to the rear.

Busak ’s purpose is very clear. He knows that your own number ca n’t directly confront the French army in front, so it is his purpose to contain the enemy to buy time for the defending army of Florence.

Looking at the Bologna regiment that began to retreat, Louis de Bourbon was at a loss, he did not know whether he should continue to attack the city wall, or whether he should wipe out the sudden enemy in front of him, but while he was hesitant The enemy has made a choice for him.

The figure of Florence appeared again, and this time even Machiavelli stood on it.

When the French were about to attack the city walls, Machiavelli was actually ready to surrender. For him, the war was more like a transaction. When the business was losing money, he might continue to increase the amount, but when Finding that no further investment can guarantee profitability, he will wisely choose to stop loss.

Machiavelli believes that he has fulfilled his due responsibilities, so even the Duke should not blame him again, so he chose to surrender at an appropriate time, which does not violate his rules of life.

It's just that he never thought that such a change would happen, which made Machiavelli secretly rejoice that he didn't act hurriedly. Although he thought that even if he did that, he would not blame him too much, but he could avoid an embarrassing The situation is always good.

The delayed attack of the French army gave the Florentines a precious time to breathe. Even if there was no artillery in the city, it did not affect the Florentines to use firearms and crossbows to counterattack the French army below, although such an attack would not cause How many casualties, but in the spirit of the French army was a big blow.

As the later military theorist put it, "When both sides fought hard, one of them suddenly showed a new force, which was enough to stimulate and inspire the morale of the friendly forces and strike the enemy deeply". Obviously this is the way it is now.

Louis de Bourbon was more frightened and shocked. For a while, he even forgot that his troops were still much more than the enemy, so his first reaction was defense.

He tried to defend himself. It was only after the order was issued that he was strongly opposed. Some experienced officers soon discovered that the enemy ’s reinforcements did not seem to be superior in strength, and even they noticed that the enemy ’s purpose was only for Flo The Lensa people fight for time.

Several officers urged De Bourbon to allow them to attack the newly emerged enemy, and at the same time they advised the Duke not to stop the siege.

The Duke of Bourbon was a little hesitant, and he was somewhat scared. Although the officers ’words made sense, he was worried that his division of troops might prevent both sides from securing an advantage, so after a period of hesitation that was not short , The Duke of Bourbon ordered an attack on this newly emerged enemy.

"The city of Florence can't run there, but this new enemy I can't let them escape easily," the Duke defended his decision. "Since they appear in front of me, why can't I take the opportunity to destroy them Well, do n’t forget that His Majesty also believes that destroying the enemy ’s army is more important than occupying a city. "

Despite knowing how much of this was actually sophistry, the officers still helplessly obeyed the order, and the Duke Bourbon said it was not unreasonable. The city of Florence is indeed there, and even if such an inexplicable enemy army appeared, The court went online and still did not think that the Florentines dared to come out of the city to cope with this enemy army.

In fact, De Bourbon ’s speculation still made some sense. Looking at the French army that was changing direction, there was also a brief dispute over the city of Florence.

The officers of the Chamber of Commerce's guards demanded a counterattack, but this was immediately and sternly rejected by Machiavelli. His reasoning sounded equally reasonable. Florence, as the center of Romagna and the Principality of Roma Thesia Since his task is to defend the city, he only needs to ensure the safety of Florence.

The officers were clearly dissatisfied with this reason. They urged Machiavelli not to be so unaware, but it was clear that he had made up his mind, so although watching the army of Busako face the entire French army alone, Machiavel Lee still stubbornly issued the order to stick to the city.

The French army in the distance is still mobilizing in order despite some haste, which made Busaco aware of the danger. He looked at Florence with some expectation, but then made a hum in his throat. He turned his head.

"Master, aren't Florentines going to help us?" An officer ran breathlessly and asked, "This is a good opportunity, at least to keep the French busy."

"Do you think so?" Busako asked with a smile, "Maybe we all think so, but that Machiavelli will never take this risk, he is this person ..."

Busako shook his head without saying anything, and then issued an order to the heralding soldiers around him: "Order the artillery to attack the French army, shoot out all the shells, and then blow up the artillery, we don't need it.

The messenger was stunned for a moment, then turned his horse head and ran away. Looking at the back of the messenger, Busaco let out another hum.

"What are we going to do next?" The officer asked with a daze. The passion that had just launched an attack on the French army before was like a splash of cold water. The officer looked vaguely at the enemy who had gradually restored order to his side. There was a hint of tension.

"Of course, continue fighting," Busako laughed. "Aren't we here to help the Florentines?"

"But ..."

"Okay officer, go back and command your troops," Busako interrupted the officer's inquiry. "Listen, we will not be able to rest for a long time."

A horn was sent from the French position, looking at the enemy like his own advance, Busako shook his head helplessly.

In fact, as the officer said, he did hope that Machiavelli could cooperate with him, but Busaco soon felt that this idea was a bit naive. Like everyone else, he knew that Machiavelli was not a soldier but a man. A politician, it is destined that he will only consider issues from the perspective that is most beneficial to him.

The French offensive started, but the first to speak was the field artillery of Busako. These small artillery mounted directly on the frame had already been about to fall apart after bumping all the way. At this time, some artillery simply removed the artillery from the frame. He moved it down, placed it in a temporary pile of mud, and fired a fierce shot at the French army according to Busako's order.

"No, guarding Florence at this time is our most correct choice!" Looking at the smoke-filled battlefield outside the city, Machiavelli did not know whether to persuade others or repeat this sentence himself. "The Duke once said that Florence is everything The key, now is the time for us to prove how important this key is, so how many people can sacrifice themselves for Florence? "

Machiavelli's words made the guard officers look at each other.

Indeed, they are just soldiers, and because their status is far from being qualified to understand the truth of the matter, so although they know that they must keep the city, they do not understand what is important in Florence.

"Firenze is the future of the Principality of Rome Thesia, and may even be the capital of the future Principality, or do you think Montina can really assume that status?" Machiavelli asked those officers in a questioning tone. "If so, how could you I think that this city can be taken lightly, and now I order you to strictly guard the line of defense, no one is allowed to act lightly. "

Said Machiavelli ventured to the wall and looked down carefully.

"Busak, don't let me down." Machiavelli whispered to himself.

A huge roar rang on the enemy's position, and Duke Bourbon's mouth hung with a smile. He was somewhat embarrassed by his previous gaffe, but I thought that as long as he could win this small flaw, no one should pay attention to it. The panic caused by the suddenly appearing enemy forces was short-lived, and now the embarrassed Duke who watched them have to retreat backwards was not only proud of his decision.

Especially when the officer in front sent him back to report to him that the enemy had even thrown out his artillery in order to escape, the Duke of Bourbon finally couldn't help but utter a haughty laugh.

"I don't know who this person is, but I bet he is the stupidest idiot I've ever seen," the Duke began to show off his unfunny joke to the people next to him. "I really want to see this conductor Officer, or after waiting to capture the city of Florence, let him see the Machiavelli, I believe it must be a very exciting scene. "

"The adult enemy seems to be escaping," a watchman standing on the top of the tree shouted below "their cavalry is still attacking us, but other troops have begun to retreat."

Are you planning to escape?

The thought flashed in the mind of Duke Bourbon, and a sudden anger suddenly came to my mind.

Although the suddenly appearing enemy did not change anything, the embarrassment that caused him almost panic before made him angry.

And thinking about having such an enemy always entangled by the side is indeed a very troublesome thing, so the Duke of Bourbon decided to completely solve this enemy army who did not know where it came from.

"Maybe I am destined to lose face in front of the king," the Duke said a little helplessly to the people around him. "So next time remind me not to leave a handle with the clerk so easily."

After speaking, Louis de Bourbon shouted to the herald soldiers: "To tell the people in front, if they want to get more loot in the city of Florence, first grab the commander on the opposite side." As he said, he shrugged his shoulders again. "But if he is out of luck, it's okay to bring me his body."

The spear gleamed coldly in the hot sun, and the entire row of half-body armor looked like a radiant wall spreading from a distance.

The French army was slowly advancing in the field. It was not easy to maintain the formation in such hot weather, but after a few adventurous troops tried to approach the enemy and were counterattacked, they decided to use this kind of awkward but steady fight. Way to deal with the enemies in front of you.

After all, they are about to win. At this time, no one is willing to take risks with their own lives.

Because the enemy is retreating towards the Arno River.

As long as this continues, this inexplicably emerged enemy will soon be forced to retreat.

"Are we victorious?" Louis de Bourbon looked at the people around him, then shook his head regretfully. "If that Machiavelli can be more decisive, maybe the result will be different. But there are only a few people who can make the right decisions on the battlefield. "

"And you have become an adult," a flattering follower said "If someone calls you one of the greatest generals in France in the future, I wouldn't be surprised at all."

The Duke of Bourbon gave a reserved smile. Despite his noble identity, he hoped that others would call him a general. This probably came from the blood lineage passed down by his ancestors during the era of Louis IX. Opportunities just show off.

"Do you think they will surrender before sunset?" The Duke asked the enemies who seemed to have been crumbling easily. "Or they want to move me with their bravery. If that's the case, I don't mind helping them and let them go to the river." Let's cool down here. "

The cynic joke of the Duke once again caused a burst of laughter from the group of people next to them, and it seemed to them that the suddenly emerging enemy army had no way out.

"Have they attacked us from here before?" The Duke of Bourbon pointed to the edge of an open field that his army had reached in front of him. The Busako's troops had not been found before, just because there were two sides of the open field A small hill uplifted, this hill blocked the French army's sight.

"Yes, they started attacking from here." Someone beside him quickly responded.

"In this case, I have to attack them from here too," the Duke stood up, and the serious look seemed to be carrying out a ceremony. But their attack only caused us a little trouble, and our attack will Will be the beginning of their annihilation. "

Speaking of this, the Duke noticed that the clerk around him was working hard to write a book ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ He seemed to want to prevent the clerk from writing down this sentence. His move to capture the city of Florence will certainly be laughed at afterwards, so he feels more cautious.

But then he gave up the idea.

No matter who he is, the enemy on the opposite side can no longer escape.

"Attack." The Duke of Bourbon ordered.

The French army began to advance toward the open ground. Although the enemy occupied a slightly elevated hill on the periphery of the open land, compared with the overwhelming force of the French army, such a reliance was obviously of no practical significance.

"Sir, all our artillery is lost," an officer whispered "So ..." next to Busako

"So what do you think, let me use magic to make you an artillery?" Busako asked angrily. "Or do you think someone will give you a batch of artillery?"

Looking at Busaco's dark face, the officer licked his lips and hid aside.

"Come." Busako whispered as the French army gradually spread out on the open ground, and then he stood up and took a deep breath. "Okay, let's see if the bait of Florence has attracted What kind of prey. "

Busak's voice just fell, and a tremendous sound of artillery suddenly sounded from the hills on both sides of the open land!

Florence, the most tempting bait, suddenly became a bloodthirsty monster at this time, exposing the predatory fangs to the prey.