Although he knew that Gonzalo was a playboy who loved luxury life and beautiful women a long time ago, after seeing his house in Valliardo, Alexander had to admit that he didn't know enough about this person before.

Gonzalo's home is a real palace. Outside the tall stone walls is a gravel path paved around the entire garden. If a person wants to walk around this path, no matter how much he eats for dinner, he doesn't have to worry about not digesting it in time, causing gastrointestinal intestinal disorders.

In addition to a large garden, Gonzalo's home is a huge mansion with nearly 40 rooms. The towering towering ridges on the tall roof make this Gothic-style building full of majesty.

Each room was decorated with many sculptures or paintings, and there were also various weapons in the room, which were all the trophys of Gonzalo. The benefits brought to him by the Italian war were not only success, but also huge wealth. At least the most recent expedition to Crete made him a fortune.

The servant took Alexander to a room full of tin soldiers nearly half a man tall. The room was very large, but the tin soldiers inside stuffed the whole room tightly, which left him without a place to sit.

The tin iron soldiers looked very vivid. If you look closely, you will find that they were shaped according to the appearance of the Castilian soldiers. Alexander soon noticed that the tin iron soldiers were not arranged at will, but were arranged into tight formations. Not only that, he also saw cannon models in the gaps between these formations.

Alexander recognized this as a square formation model. Judging from the rigorous arrangement and staggered formation, Gonzalo had already gained a more detailed understanding and understanding of the convenient system he created than when he was in Rome. It can be said that these tin iron soldiers are huge models of the future Spanish square formation.

"It looks familiar, right?" I don't know when Gonzalo had appeared at the door behind Alexander. He laughed like Alexander, who had been observing these tin soldiers, and walked to him, standing side by side with him, looking at the room full of masterpieces. "I still remember when we were in Rome, we discussed together how to make this more perfect. Now I have achieved all this you see, so tell me what you think?"

"Very awesome," Alexander said sincerely. He had known that unless he was killed early, Gonzalo would sooner or later create this powerful Spanish phalanx. However, now that he saw the prototype of this newly-developed square, Alexander could not help but feel a little shocked. "Tell me when do you plan to put this masterpiece on the battlefield?"

"Soon," Gonzalo walked around Alexander and walked through a narrow aisle between the tin iron troops, and came to a model of artillery, reaching out and patting the upturned barrel. "Tell me, what would you choose if we met you on the battlefield?"

Alexander pondered for a moment, and he also asked himself this question, if he met with the "great Gonzalo" on the battlefield, he would have the confidence to accept or challenge this person actively. After thinking about it, he felt that no matter how he chose, he would eventually confront this person head-on.

It has nothing to do with courage, nor is it a battle of will. It is not as Ferdinand believes that Gonzalo is a barrier between them and the crown. Whether they can wear that crown in the end, they always have to compete with Gonzalo.

"I will defeat your phalanx, maybe your army is well-trained and brave in combat, but they meet me, so I want to ask you the same question, what will you do when you see me on the battlefield?"

Gonzalo looked at Alexander in a silence, and the tin iron soldiers standing silently around him also exuded a bitter breath, which made the atmosphere become suppressed. It seemed that these metal soldiers would come alive at any time, then arrange their formations and start killing.

Gonzalo looked at Alexander silently, and after a while he finally asked, "Okay, I think there are some things that may not be known in the future. Now let me tell you what you are going to do, but I remind you not to talk about meaningless topics."

"Then I'll say something meaningful," Alexander was not disappointed by Gonzalo's previous blocking of what he was going to say. He simply asked directly, "How long do you think Isabella can protect you?"

Gonzalo immediately frowned. He obviously didn't want to say this, but after seeing Alexander calmly but seemed to know with confidence that he would answer this question, Gonzalo paused for a moment and finally let out a gentle sigh.

"I didn't expect the Queen to be so ill. It all came too quickly. Think about it, she was so healthy not long ago, but now her condition is getting worse day by day," said Gonzalo, speaking of this, glanced at Alexander. "You don't seem to be surprised by the Queen's illness, or do you know something long ago?"

Alexander smiled unknownly. He knew that Gonzalo's life is not as bright and chic as it looks. Isabella's accidental illness made the Castile nobles, including Gonzalo, secretly panic. While they were worried about Juana's whereabouts, they were careful to beware of Ferdinand, who might take the opportunity to seize power at any time.

The rebellion in the south and the interference of the old nobles of Toledo have also made them exhausted.

As for Gonzalo himself, Alexander believed that he knew his current situation very well. Once Isabella had a shortcoming, Ferdinand had to do the first thing he had to do was to kick the stumbling block to the side.

At about that time, perhaps letting him hand over the military power and go home to enjoy the peace and prosperity will be a good ending for this queen's favorite minister.

As far as Alexander knows, Gonzalo's ending in history was exactly like this. After being listed with a lot of various crimes, Ferdinand forgave most of his "crimes" with a generous attitude, and then sent him back to his hometown far away.

But now, Alexander is not sure if this person will still have such "good luck".

However, even though he was eventually sent home, before being deprived of military power, Gonzalo Cordoba relied on the Spanish formation he created to stand out on the battlefield, and was invincible.

"Maybe you can ask the Andalusians to help you," Alexander said his purpose. "They seem to be in a lot of trouble now. Don Bavi even won a few more games since you left, maybe it's a good way to make Ferdinand compromise like you."

Gonzalo looked at Alexander alertly. Although he still didn't know which side he was on, he had a premonition that one day he would fight head-on with him on the battlefield. Gonzalo also had such a strong premonition, so when he heard Alexander's suggestion, the first thing he thought of was that this might be a trap.

"I heard about the deal between the Pope and Ferdinand. Some people said that he spent more money to let the Pope do the sermon so much that he took a considerable debt," Gonzalo said quietly. "Since the Pope is on his side, shouldn't you help Ferdinand eliminate disobedient people like me as soon as possible?"

"Tell me General, are you loyal to Isabella or Ferdinand?" Alexander suddenly asked a strange question. Seeing that Gonzalo seemed to be angry with his question, he asked again, "Then I will change the way a little, are you loyal to Castilla or finally Isabella himself?"

"Is there any difference?" Gonzalo seemed to be really angry. He walked around the Tin Iron Soldier and stared at him angrily. "You broke into my house and asked me these strange questions. Why is the queen the representative of the royal family, or even the royal family itself. Is there anything to doubt about?"

"It really needs to be distinguished for some people," Alexander stroked the head of a tin soldier with his hand, looked at the spear in his hand, and looked at the dense formation of such metal soldiers. Alexander retracted his sign tone and said to Gonzalo in a serious tone. "General, please remember what you said today, which may prevent us from going to the worst step in the future."

After saying that, he nodded to Gonzalo and said goodbye and left.

Looking at Alexander's back as he left, Gonzalo looked indifferent. He turned around and looked at the model of the huge square array that made him proud, and his eyes gradually became sharp.

Although he expressed his hope to meet with the Pope again, Isabella's condition could not realize this wish because of the rapid and deteriorating conditions. In mid-August, the weather had already become slightly cooler. The Iberian Peninsula, which was hit by the Atlantic Ocean and the Mediterranean climate, was full of rain in this season, and even the Ebro River had entered the flood season early.

This is a good thing for Castilla, which is located in the northwest, where abundant rain brings fertile soil and water to irrigate farmland.

But for Aragon, this season is quite difficult.

The reservoir that has not been built has been delayed and has not been built, so the originally rich water resources of the Ebro River cannot provide necessary assistance to the Aragon Plain located in the eastern part of the peninsula in time. Especially in recent years, the continuous drought and the lack of harvest due to weather changes have caused a large-scale lack of harvest in the Catalonian grain-producing area, which was originally known for its high yields.

Although this does not threaten the stability of the Aragon Kingdom, if this continues, eastern Iberia will inevitably be greatly affected.

What made Ferdinand even more worried was that this might prompt Aragon to bow his head to the Castile in exchange for the help of the Castiles.

The future kingdom of unity must be established on the basis of equality. As the king of Aragon, Ferdinand could not allow unification to be completed in a swallowed way. This is also the condition for the Aragonese nobles who support unification. If unification cannot be completed in this way, even his supporters will inevitably face a new choice.

Ferdinand wanted to remind Isabella that she had reconsider her plan to build the Ebro River dam, but now is obviously not the right time.

Isabella's condition is sometimes good and sometimes bad, and this even makes people's concerns about Juana, who has not been found for a long time, have been divided.

Although Ferdinand was disappointed again and again, he never gave up looking for his daughter, because he knew that although Isabella did not ask, Ferdinand could feel the suspicious gaze that his wife cast whenever he stood in front of her bed.

He knew that Isabella had always suspected that he had imprisoned Juana in secret, so no matter what the reason was, he had to find Juana as soon as possible to dispel Isabella's suspicion of him.

Otherwise, it would be hard for him to imagine what Isabella would do after a long time.

But just as Ferdinand was extremely anxious and people were speculating about Juana's whereabouts, Juana's whereabouts finally came from Toledo.

Juana and his wife suddenly appeared in Toredo, and accompanied by another equally unexpected and amazing news.

The Parliament of the Torledo nobles suddenly announced that it would reconsider the question of whether Enrique IV's claim to re-recognize Juana as his blood offspring before his death!

This is a piece of news that makes everyone stunned and even overwhelmed.

Whether the incompetent Enrique IV, who had been dead for many years, really liked to be a father, seems to be meaningless now. Isabella has completed all the most brilliant achievements as the queen. During her reign, she finally drove away the Moors. She boldly sponsored an explorer to open up a rich colony across the distant ocean and brought endless wealth to the kingdom. It was also her who started the process of the two kingdoms towards unification. Any of these achievements was enough to make her firmly sit firmly on the throne. Therefore, even Juana was finally recognized as the descendant of Enrique's blood relatives, the Castilian Princess far away in Lisbon, had no chance to fight for the throne again.

What shocked people was actually the attitude of the Noble Parliament of Toledo.

People never thought that Juana, who had been missing for a long time, would appear in Toledo, and at the same time, the noble parliament would announce the confirmation of the legitimacy of Enriquez's last words at this delicate time. The strong hints in this were almost completely uncovered to challenge the Isabella couple in Vallied.

Castilia, facing division!

In a room filled with strange smell, deep in the bedroom full of smoke, Queen Isabella of Castile was lying on the bed, with an abnormal blush on her face, and sweat had soaked her precious silk skirt.

If Alexander was here, even though he was not familiar with medicine, he knew that the red and sweat were obviously abnormal. As for whom he proposed to burn a large amount of horse manure in the room, it would be even more ridiculous.

But it was precisely because of the symptoms of actual physical weakness that several doctors all proposed a prescription in unison: "Bleeding, bleeding, only bleeding."

So the queen's arm was inserted into the open reed tube again, and the bright red blood flowed out of the queen's body silently and fell into the silver basin under the bed.

The constant bleeding had almost destroyed Isabella's resistance, which was originally extremely fragile due to the disease. At this time, she had been in a drowsy most of the day. When she was awake, she would struggle to summon ministers. Even when she was at a loss for a few days, she immediately ordered people to call her generals to ask them about the situation in the south and northwest.

Queen Isabella of Castilla is a strong and conscientious monarch. Sometimes even when she is sleeping, she will mutter to her country and enemies in a vague tone.

Isabella has many enemies. Since she was young, she has been following her powerful opponents again and again. Now, most of her enemies have either gone to see God or dared not provoke because of a crushing defeat. However, Isabella always firmly believes that her enemies are planning to try to be enemies with her anytime and anywhere.

The queen on the bed moved, and the maid guarding next to her immediately went up to see the situation. Seeing the queen slowly opened her eyes and looked over unconsciously, the maid carefully asked her in her ears what she had to do.

"Where is Juana?"

This is the first thing Isabella would ask when she wakes up, and then she would ask other things next, regardless of whether she was disappointed again or not.

This time, the queen, who originally thought she would be disappointed, saw the maid hesitant, and a hint of anxiety suddenly appeared in her eyes: "Is Juana's whereabouts?"

"Yes, your majesty, but not good news."

The maid hesitated and didn't know if she should tell the truth to the queen. Just when she was in a dilemma, Isabella had already raised her weak hand and slowly waved it: "Go and invite Ferdinand."

"Your Majesty, don't you want to know the princess anymore?" the maid asked in confusion.

"Maybe it's better for him to tell me," Isabella said, patting the back of the maid's hand gently. "Don't worry, I've heard more bad news, so don't worry about me."

When Ferdinand arrived, Isabella had already sat up with the help of her servants, and she even drank a small cup of goat milk, which made her look a little more energetic.

"Tell me now, how is Juana?"

Isabella, who was ready, looked calm, and she was indeed ready to hear the worst result.

But she never expected that what Ferdinand brought her would be worse news.

"Why?!"

Even though Isabella was plagued by illness, Isabella still asked a powerful question.

"What are the parliament going to do? Are they questioning the legal right to my throne?"

Ferdinand shook his head in confusion. He didn't understand what the significance of carrying out Enrique's daughter Juana at this time?

"Is Manuel?" Isabella asked suddenly, but then she knew that the conjecture was biased. The old nobles of Toledo might have opposed her rule because she violated their rights, but those people would not be stupid enough to collude with the Portuguese.

Because that means they will go against the entire Kingdom of Castile.

But besides Manuel, who else would spare no effort to justify Eric's daughter's identity?

"We need you to make a decision," Ferdinand sat beside the bed and held his wife's hand and said in a deep voice. "You are the only right to make this decision. Tell us what you plan to do. Castilla is facing a civil war, and compared with the rebellion in the south, it is a real war."

Isabella looked straight at her husband, she knew Ferdinand was right, and the noble council now had two biggest bargaining chips, her daughter, and his half-brother's daughter.

Two Juanas and one crown, Toledo openly challenged her.

Without thinking for a long time, Isabella made a decision. She gave a few instructions to the servant beside her. Soon, while countless people were waiting, Gonzalo and a group of Castile generals were ordered to meet the queen.

"Your Majesty, I think we have been in Valliardot for a long time." At the Rose Point Palace, Alexander said to the Pope, watching his father-in-law playing with a typical Eastern Roman bronze horse sculpture, he couldn't help but wonder that perhaps Alexander VI was already confused by this rare good time.

But to his surprise, Alexander VI, who finally moved his eyes away from the sculpture after hearing his reminder, looked sober and calm: "I've been there for too long. Aren't we going to Toledo?"

"So you're ready?"

Hearing Alexander's inquiry, the Pope asked seriously: "What about you, are you ready?"

Alexander thought for a while and finally nodded: "Yes, prepare for the fight!"
Chapter completed!