Chapter 747: The Autumn of 1489 AD, the context of the Peninsular Holy War
In the deserted village, the experienced cavalry were busy and orderly. Two knights, one old and one young, stood in the corner, talking about the secrets and plans of the Southern Holy War that only the upper echelons of the Heavenly Holy War Army knew.
"Actually! Speaking of this uncle king, he fought pretty well. He relied on the fortress in the mountains and resisted very resolutely. The Castilians fought with all their strength for two years and found it a bit difficult. At this time, they
I thought of my captured nephew King again..."
Hearing this, Giovanni opened his eyes wide and asked doubtfully.
"Ah? Lorenzo, this nephew of the king, has been captured for so long and is still not dead?"
"Ha! Not only is he not dead, his treatment has been very good!"
The old knight Laurent stroked his beard and said with a smile.
"It is rumored that Queen Yinzabella often talks alone with the captured nephew King, and uses her irresistible charm to successfully win him under her skirt... Ahem! Don't look at me like that. Of course, this is just
Rumors, rumors! But the actual situation is that there is probably some basis for mutual trust, or it is coercion and inducement..."
"Anyway, in the end, the nephew King Abu and the two kings of Imbilia reached an agreement. The two kings agreed to return him to the Kingdom of Granada and support him in ascending to the throne. And he agreed to the Kingdom of Granada while retaining its original territory.
Under the conditions, become a vassal of Castile and pay tribute to the other party on time!"
"What? The Kingdom of Granada retains its territory and becomes a vassal of Castile?"
Hearing this, Giovanni frowned, confused.
"Then this Holy War has ended long ago? But Castile's attack has never stopped, and there is no sign of letting go of the Moors!"
"Haha! Giovanni, you are still too young! How can your promise to the pagans be guaranteed to count?"
The old knight Loren Zuo smiled and shook his head, and repeated what he said before. Then, he said meaningfully.
"The ambition of the two kings is to unify the Imberia Peninsula! When this agreement was signed, there was no intention to implement it! The two kings released the captured nephew king just to allow two kings to appear in the Kingdom of Granada. From then on,
Split. And the nephew king who was released may not not know this truth, but he was reluctant to part with the Moorish throne and no longer wanted to be a prisoner who could be executed at any time..."
"...Ha! What a cowardly and greedy pagan king!"
Hearing this, the face of the young knight Giovanni showed undisguised disdain. Then, he touched his chin and asked curiously.
"So it seems that the plan of the two kings of Imbilia was successful? The Moors fell into civil strife?"
"Yes, God bless you! With the support of the two kings, the nephew king unexpectedly returned to the royal capital of Granada secretly and gained control of the central royal capital area. However, the uncle king's army was originally on the east and west borders.
No matter how hard he resisted, he was instantly cut in half!"
"At this point, the Kingdom of Granada, which was originally monolithic and united in resistance, quickly split into two hostile factions around the two kings, uncle and nephew. The nephew king controlled the central Granada Valley, while the uncle king controlled
It covers the mountain city of Barça in the east and the port of Malaga in the west.”
The old knight Lorenzo sighed, seeming a little regretful. He didn't know why he was feeling sorry for the Moors.
"The power of the Moors was divided and they did not belong to each other. The armies of the two kings could concentrate on attacking the uncle king who resisted to the end! Two years ago, King Fernando personally led the army to attack the port of Malaga in the west. Gran.
Nada’s nephew King actually followed the agreement with the two kings and did not send any reinforcements! You know, this is the key channel for the Kingdom of Granada to obtain military and material support from the Moorish countries in the southern continent! "
"The port of Malaga was besieged for five months. After being bombarded by dozens of heavy artillery and besieged by Aragon's navy, it finally fell! Tens of thousands of Moors in the city, both men and women, old and young, were plundered as slaves and openly held captive in the city.
They were sold in the market to fill the financial debt of the Kingdom of Castile... Well, many of them were sold to our Republic of Venice. Your father also bought a lot, including several beautiful Moorish ladies..."
"At this point, the western part of Granada has completely fallen, and the support from the Moorish countries in the southern continent has been completely cut off. In the face of a steady stream of jihadist armies moving south, the sad fate of the Moors on the peninsula has been doomed! And the rest,
It's just a matter of time..."
Hearing the old knight's story, the young knight Giovanni's eyes widened and he fell into deep thought. The Holy War on the Peninsula, which had lasted for many years, had never become so clear in his mind, just like the leaves in the hands of Jesus, the Son of God.
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The deserted village was lonely, and the war passed by like smoke and cloud. The young knight thought for a long time, and the old knight also waited patiently until the other party spoke in a deep voice.
"Lorenzuo, so you are saying that the king, the nephew of the royal capital, is unwilling to send any soldiers to rescue him just because Basa Mountain City is loyal to his uncle?"
"Well, this should be the main reason. Another reason is that the number of Crusaders besieging the city is probably large, more than 20,000 infantry and cavalry. However, there are only a few thousand troops in the capital of Granada, and not many reinforcements can be mobilized. Again
In addition, the nephew king and the two kings have an agreement to remain neutral..."
"How stupid! Ridiculous!... The mountain city of Basa is the last barrier in the northeast of the royal capital of Granada! If the mountain city of Basa falls, the city of Granada will be completely exposed to the jihadist army..."
As he spoke, Giovanni became a little excited. Perhaps, even he himself did not realize that under the secret guidance of the old knight, his position had quietly changed from the side of the Holy War Army to neutral.
"At that time, this nephew king will be trapped in an isolated city! Can he really expect that the two kings will abide by the agreement and let go of the majestic city of Granada and the magnificent Alhambra Palace?
Instead of taking him, are you just taking him as a vassal?!"
"Haha! Who knows what the Moor's nephew king thinks? Maybe he is just holding on to the last chance! After all, after the fall of Malaga port, no matter how hard he struggled, he only extended the time.
That's all. It's better to abide by the agreement with the two kings and pray for the other party's forgiveness. Sometimes, you can never wake up a person who is pretending to sleep..."
At this point, the old knight Lorenzo felt a little emotional. He reached out his hand, patted Giovanni's shoulder gently, and said with a smile.
"Giovanni, no matter what, we brought this captured messenger back to the camp and handed it over to King Fernando. It is a good achievement! The neutral attitude of the King of Granada is very obvious. The mountain city of Barcelona sent
There are probably more than one messenger calling for help. When the news brought back by this prisoner flows into the mountain city of Basa, the will of the defenders in the city will definitely be shaken..."
"Well, praise the Lord! Servant Carlo has returned. He has found a clean water source upstream. Let's go feed the horses with water, fill the water bladders, and then return!"
"...Praise the Lord! Then go."
The young knight Giovanni thought for a moment and nodded. Since there is hope for the fall of the mountain city of Barcelona, it is possible to get a piece of loot and perhaps leave more achievements after returning to the camp.
At this moment, after experiencing so much, the Cross Holy War on the peninsula is no longer the goal he pursues, but just a ladder for promotion. Perhaps, this is the change that every young knight must go through, from ideal to
