"What? Let Isabella come over? Come to the siege camp where the plague broke out?!"
The mountain breeze blew away the smoke and brought the coolness of the morning. King Fernando's expression changed and his emotions became excited. He stared sharply at Inquisitor Thomas, staring at the old and withered face.
But he just nodded calmly and responded calmly.
"Fernando, in the current situation, if you want to inspire the Jihadi Army in the siege camp, especially the main Castilian army, you can only rely on the devout Isabella! And Isabella only needs to know what's going on in the camp.
Given the current situation, with her strong character, she will definitely come on her own initiative!"
"What's more, after I came to the camp, I also communicated with the priests accompanying the army. In addition to the jihadist armies from various countries who were clamoring to evacuate, various lords of the Kingdom of Castile also had the intention to retreat... These circumstances
, as the commander-in-chief of the Jihadi Army, it’s impossible for you not to know!”
Having said this, Justice Thomas looked at King Fernando with sharp eyes and asked in a deep voice.
"If Isabella doesn't come, can you suppress the powerful nobles who lead the troops in the Kingdom of Castile? Enrique, Duke of Medina-Sidonia? Ini, Duke of Infantado
Duke Alvaro of Gobejar, Duke of Albuquerque, Beltran, Duke of Alba, Faslik, Duke of Alba?...and Louis, Duke of Messinassery, who has the highest status and the most influence!"
Upon hearing this series of names of great nobles, King Fernando's face turned gloomy and he pursed his lips and remained silent.
This series of dukes, whose fiefdoms are spread across the west, center and north of the Kingdom of Castile, are actually the biggest resistance to the centralization of the royal family! And the leader, Duke of Messinassery, Luis de la Serza, is even more
It originated from Fernando de la Cerza, the eldest son of King Alfonso X of Castile more than two hundred years ago. Well, coincidentally, he has the same name as King Fernando.
Duke Louis made great achievements in the wars with the Portuguese and the Moors many times, and had a great say in the army. Faced with the threat of the plague, the always brave Duke appeared worried, and he may have had the opportunity to retreat.
Thoughts. And the only one who can calm him is the pious, fearless and respectable Queen Isabella!
"Fernando, if the dukes proposed to withdraw their troops, how would you appease them? Or, were you originally prepared to take advantage of everyone's suggestions to withdraw their troops? And then put the responsibility for the withdrawal on the duke who led the proposal?
..."
Justice Thomas said calmly. King Fernando closed his eyes and clenched his fists silently. After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at Justice Thomas.
"Dear black monk, you are right! Only by Isabella's coming can we boost the morale of the army and allow the Crusaders to persevere. Now, I have no other choice. I can only use all my chips to surround myself.
The mountain city!”
"Praise the Lord! Fernando, you have finally made up your mind! The book of Ephesians says, 'God is able to do exceedingly abundantly above all we ask or think, according to the power that works within us.
'...This is complete devotion and faith in God to achieve success!"
Justice Thomas smiled with satisfaction and spoke a passage. Then, he looked serious and spoke in a deep voice.
"Isabella can appease the more than 20,000 people in the Kingdom of Castile. And if there are thousands of jihadi troops from various countries who want to evacuate, let them evacuate! We can't attack the mountain city of Basa. We don't have enough troops.
Even if it's less, it won't affect..."
"God's siege must find a way to hold on longer. But the Moors' defense must make it difficult for them to hold on! Fernando, do you have any ideas to further attack the Moors?..."
"Well, fighting the Moors..."
King Fernando thought for a long time, with a cruel look in his eyes. Then he lowered his voice and spoke softly.
"Dear black monk, I thought of some old events in history, but they are not very consistent with the mercy of the Lord..."
Hearing this, Justice Thomas nodded and promised.
"When facing pagans, no matter what methods you use, you will be forgiven by the Lord. The Lord will remove all your sins!"
"Well... I need a soldier infected with the plague who can enter the city of Barcelona in the name of an envoy to negotiate with the Moorish nobles! It's best for him to stay in the city and contact as many Moors as possible.
Go to the water source and even die there..."
"good idea..."
Hearing such a ruthless plan, Thomas the Inquisitor's face did not change. He pondered for a while and responded affirmatively.
"God bless you! Two of the priests accompanying the army have been exposed to patients and have developed rashes... I will choose one of them to serve as a dead soldier for negotiations in the city..."
"The Lord God is witness! If there are two, in the name of the chief and deputy envoys, it will be more secure."
"Okay, then let both priests go...I believe they will dedicate themselves to the Lord!"
"By the way, before these two envoys enter the city, I will release a few Moorish noble prisoners so that they can be infected first... to ensure nothing goes wrong. God bless you!"
"Praise the Lord! The merciful Lord is watching us and uses His promised blessings to achieve the victory of the Holy War!"
After the agreement was reached, King Fernando and Justice Thomas looked at each other with a faint smile on their faces. They stood in the light smoke and mountain wind, bowed their heads and prayed for a while, and then they left separately after watching the smoke dissipate in the wind.
That night, several messengers, one person and three horses, rushed to the Hahn camp in the northwest. Two days later, the Jihad Army showed its sincerity and first released a group of prisoners of the Moorish nobles back to the city. Then King Fernando sent another messenger into the city.
, discussed with the Moorish lords and nobles in the city about retreat and surrender.
Several days passed without any progress in the negotiations between the two sides. However, King Fernando's envoy fell ill in the city and was sent back by the defenders. When the black smoke of the burning corpse rose again in the siege camp, similar smoke also appeared.
They began to appear in the mountain city. The morale of both sides besieging the city dropped almost at the same time.
The black and gray smoke pillars change in the sky, like the palm of the god of death, gently touching everyone under the sky. He does not care about nobleness or belief, and takes away the soul after he chooses it!
The sky was gloomy and the sunset was dark red. In this cold and frightening atmosphere, a gorgeous and solemn caravan with royal patterns painted on it, surrounded by thousands of cavalry, appeared at the end of the northern sky. Soon,
The golden and gorgeous caravan arrived at the siege camp.
Under the disbelieving gaze of tens of thousands of jihadists, a queen with a resolute expression and sharp eyebrows, wearing the royal uniform of Castile and carrying a gilded royal staff, strode down from the caravan. Accompanying her
Yes, there is also a kind-faced cardinal wearing a golden crown.
This chapter has been completed!