As the Venetians swarmed towards the gap in the low wall, Gompatti's face turned pale and his hands and feet were already cold!

The walls of Pisa are not only low but also too simple. Apart from the scenery that dominated the sea, the Pisa people never had any chance to compete with the enemy on land. In the eyes of many people, Pisa is a vassal of Florence. Even when the Metic family, who wanted to completely annex Pisa, was in power, Pisa did not dare to disobey the behemoth of Florence.

Because of this, the Pizza people never dared to build their walls easily, because they were worried that it would arouse suspicion from Florence.

Now the Pizza people have to pay for their timidity and weakness for years before them.

Although he knew that the short walls built in hastily could only temporarily delay the Venetians' advance, seeing that the fortifications he built only played the role of temporarily stopping the enemy, Gompatti was still shrouded in a huge sense of frustration.

The short wall is broken through, and the Venetians will directly hit the wall of Pisa!

"Don't be dazed, archer!"

Alexander's roar woke Gompatti up, and looking at the Venetians who were rushing towards the gates under the wall along the low wall, Gompatti shouted: "Archester! Scatter, we haven't lost yet!"

The shouting instantly made everyone move. Looking at the Venetians under the city wall, some archers leaned out without thinking and aimed the crossbow below, but then the Venetian archers who had already rushed to the side wall found the right opportunity to shoot and die in a violent way.

"Let everyone retreat," Alexander felt a cold head. He did not expect that the battle had just begun. Looking at the Pizza people who were still fighting hard in front of the low wall, he knew that he could no longer hesitate at this time. "Give up the low wall outside and retreat to the city!"

Gompatti's mouth moved, and finally he growled unwillingly and waved his hand to the commissar. For a moment, the melodious sound of retreat unique to the Pizza people sounded on the city wall.

Although many sailors still couldn't understand what the horn meant, they immediately called and began to retreat, and the sailors also began to retreat.

Under the city gate, under Alexander's personal leadership, the mercenaries who were lined up in formation were holding weapons and staring nervously at the Venetians who were trying to retreat as the Pisa people climbed over the low wall to attack the city gate.

"Be prepared!" Alexander shouted loudly to the mercenaries. This was the only team that the Pisa people could organize. If they could not block the enemy, perhaps his only way was to run back to the city and take Lucrezia with him as far as he could.

The Venetian flag kept shaking opposite the low wall. Then you could see many soldiers trying to jump over the low wall first, but because of the urging of the people behind, not many people could climb over the wall calmly. However, some soldiers simply rolled over the wall in a hurry.

The Venetians became irritable, especially as more and more people rushed in from the gap from the side and the Venetians on the front became even more impatient. They began to chop and smash with their weapons, slammed with their bodies, and the low wall began to loosen, and then smoke and dust came out. With a roar, the unstable wall finally collapsed in large areas.

In an instant, the Venetian army shouted and stepped over the wreckage of the low walls on the ground, and rushed towards the Pisa people who were gathered under the city gate.

"Prepare to face the enemy!"

The mercenary captain who was called Dad by Gompatti pointed the long halberd in his hand at the enemy who rushed to the front. His shouts were exchanged for the same fierce roars from his surrounding partners. Although the mercenaries' enthusiasm for fighting has always been one of the reasons for being criticized, those who have been mingling on the battlefield for many years know that if they cannot fight side by side to resist the enemy at this time, then there may be no chance of them escaping, and they may be chopped into meat sauce by the Venetians on the opposite side.

And although there was no explanation, when he saw the mercenary behind the city gate, he had already guessed that even if they wanted to turn back and escape, they would have no chance.

Those mercenaries were not Dad and his companions, but Gompatti's people.

Obviously, Alexander used these people to supervise the battle for them!

Once they turn back and escape, they will face a gripping attack from both front and back.

What's more, the huge temptation of 6 cents of taxes also makes them unable to give up this rare opportunity easily.

The Venetian rushed to the front and saw the long halberd stretched out from the shield opposite. For a moment, he thought about stopping, but then the person behind pushed his body to death. When he felt the instant pain when the long halberd pierced into his body, the Venetian also heard the crazy shouts of killing among his companions behind who rushed up.

A bloody and cruel close force was immediately launched under the gate of Pisa City.

Alexander stood in the middle of a semicircular mercenary team. All he could see was the figure of the Pisa retreating from the outermost area, and the Venetians in front could only hear their shouts.

When the first wave of the Venetians came, even behind the team, Alexander felt a huge fluctuation. The pizza formation seemed to be pushed hard by an invisible giant hand, and the fierce shaking made people wonder if they would fall down in the next second.

But the Pizza obviously resisted. After a turmoil, some of the Pizza people made an order to resist, while others shouted and called on the people behind to come forward to fill the injured.

When the father's long halberd was taken back, there was a piece of colorful intestine hanging on it, but it didn't take it seriously to these veterans. He even used the intestine that was shaking on the fork and threw it on the face of an enemy opposite. When his eyes were panicked because it was covered by dirt, a Pizza man raised a very thick long sword and slashed hard on the Venetian's head.

There were fighting everywhere under the city wall, and Gompati on the city wall looked anxiously at the entire battlefield.

The trenches and low walls still played a certain role. At least when the Venetians broke through, they were delayed a lot of time to overcome those obstacles. The teams that became chaotic because they crossed the obstacles but failed to take effect. The Venetians obviously realized that this disorganized attack did not seem to immediately shake the Pizza who was good at defending.

Obviously, because of its unique geographical location, the Pisa people knew very clearly that the only way they could protect themselves on land without being suspicious of strong neighbors was to try their best to let their army play their defensive capabilities, which is the first condition that the Pisa government had to follow when looking for mercenary troops.

Maybe he is not good at attacking, because the Pizza people don’t need it, but they must be able to defend tenaciously!

The captain pushed the people in front of him and asked them to make a way out. He jumped onto a carriage he had fallen and looked down at the enemy who was entangled with the enemy. Just as he was about to call more people to work harder, a whistling sound of bows and arrows sounded from the city wall.

Gompatti shouted as he made the remaining archers on the wall squeeze tighter and tighter towards a ball, and the Venetians who were trying to squeeze into the Pisa defense line like rolling ants.

Arrows kept whizzing past their heads, and many Venetians stopped and bent down to avoid them because they were worried about being hit. However, when they found that the arrows were flying behind them, some of them could not help but look back and look back.

Gompatti's target was a group of infantry wearing thick armor. Although he could not see these people clearly, when he saw that although they were slow to move, they were approaching the Pisa with a terrifying momentum, and a sense of crisis made him involuntarily order the archers to shoot at those people in turn.

But apart from some powerful crossbow arrows, shooting ordinary bows and arrows on those people almost did not pose any threat to them. Moreover, as they got closer, Gompatti no longer dared to let the archers shoot blindly, otherwise they would probably hurt their own people by mistake.

Sweat came down from Gompatti's forehead. Because it was on the city wall, he could see the team more clearly than anyone else. He knew that it would be difficult for the Pizza people to defend once they could attack the defense line smoothly.

Gompatti roared anxiously, and he wanted to warn Alexander below, but his shouts were drowned silently in this chaotic battlefield, and it was obvious that it was too late to send people down.

Gompatti looked around in a hurry, trying to find some way to stop the people from moving forward. Then he suddenly looked at his eyes and called his subordinates to run to the side.

The sound of the slamming collision also aroused Alexander's vigilance. He saw that the pressure of the Pisa people on the left seemed to lighten suddenly, but then the Venetians in the distance seemed to be dispersing one after another, which made him realize that something might have changed. He immediately urged the mercenaries of the semicircular formation to move to the left, but without waiting for them to go far, with the noise of the Pisa people screaming and the cheering of the Venetians in front, the entire formation of the left wing of Pisa seemed to be pushed hard by a giant hand again. First, it became chaotic and shaking, and then the team in front retreated in panic.

"It's a heavy infantry, the Venetians have heavy infantry!"

A mercenary ran back in fear and restlessly, with his head naked, and his helmet not knowing where it was thrown. When he saw Alexander, he shouted fiercely, "You didn't tell us that the Venetians had heavy infantry. We're done, they will cut us to pieces."

The mercenary's screams alarmed the people around him, and people looked at him one after another, and some people had already shown timidity and desire to escape.

Alexander rushed over, and there was a rare cruelty in his eyes. Although he didn't want to do this, he still stabbed the mercenary in the chest without hesitation.

"If you just run away by yourself, maybe I can forgive you, but now you must die!" Alexander whispered in his ear before the mercenary fell, and then he drew his sword and shouted loudly at the people around him, "Don't forget the promise I have given you, either become a rich man and return home or be chased by the Venetians, you have no second way!"

As he said that, he raised his blood-filled sword and pointed it at the Venetian heavy infantry who were squeezing towards them with a steady and irresistible momentum: "Can you create miracles at this moment. I promise you that you will get much more than you can ever do!"

Alexander's shout made the Pisa people hesitate because of panic, but they were a little confused when they saw the Venetian heavy infantry.

The moment of hesitation fell into the eyes of the Captain Venetian behind him, and a cheer came out from his mouth, as if he had seen the shadow of victory at this moment.

The hesitation on the battlefield was something terrible than any danger, but the Pizza people were timid and turbulent in their already crisis-ridden left defense line.

"Just rushed in from there!" The captain gave an order to the messenger without thinking. An excited light flashed in his eyes. Although the setback at the beginning of the war caused him to lose some soldiers and even he was injured himself, the good luck of the Pizza people was obviously over. He could even imagine that today's dinner could be enjoyed in the city hall of Pizza.

"At this time, honor belongs to Venice!"

The Venetian General, who stood behind the heavy infantry, shouted excitedly, his face flushed, but the heat in his eyes was not just because of the soon-to-be victory.

The general who hoped to be valued by conquering Pisa was extremely excited at this moment. When he saw that it was his heavy infantry rather than those mercenaries who squeezed out the Pisa defense line, he seemed to have also seen the arrival of great honor and power.

The general shouted excitedly and urged the heavy infantry from behind to attack forward. He could not tolerate the mercenaries robbing him of his rightful credit.

Just then, he heard a loud noise of cannons.

The general instinctively raised his head, with a hint of doubt on his face. He didn't know what other uses of those cannons could be, after all, they had already entered the dead corner of the cannon's range.

Then he seemed to see a black shadow roaring from the top of his head in the direction of him.

Before the general could see clearly what it was, when his body was smashed instantly, the splattered pieces of the torso even turned into deadly weapons. The flesh and bones hit the bodies of the people next to them, causing them to scream in pain. The shell rolled and continued to fly forward. After breaking the flag that followed the general, it pierced through the belly of a horse, and then it smashed into the rubble pile of low walls behind them, splashing a large piece of smoke and dust.

The screams rang behind the heavy infantry. Originally, this did not attract the attention of the heavy infantry, but the shouts of the several heavy infantry following the general made the people in front of them finally notice the panic of their companions. When they turned around and saw the flags thrown on the ground behind and the broken corpses all over the ground, the heavy infantry couldn't help but exclaimed!

They never expected that the nominal commander who invaded Pisa this time would be smashed into pieces by enemy artillery fire!

The wavering was instantaneous. A brief confrontation occurred between the heavy infantry who had stopped advancing due to the sudden loss of the general and the Pisa people. At this moment, Alexander's shouts and promises against the Pisa people also completely stimulated the mercenaries and sailors.

Compared with the mercenaries, the sailors who had been risking their lives at sea for many years became more obsessed with wealth. They even fought back against the heavy infantry who could not help but pause due to accidents. Behind them, the mercenaries who were also motivated by the dreams that might be realized in the future also rushed up.

Until this time, a cannon on the city wall was removed from the cannon mount, and almost half of the cannon that leaned downwards outside and finally could not bear the power of swaying forward and backward, and slowly slid downwards with the slope at the edge of the damaged city wall.

"Stop!" Gompatti shouted unwillingly, trying to prevent the cannon from falling from falling from the city, but the heavy weight of the cannon body made the people next to him afraid. He had dismantled the cannon randomly under Gompatti's force. After loading the projectile, he took the risk of pushing the cannon body to smash the downward slope. The gunners rushed to catch the city defense captain who was trying to prevent the cannon from sliding down.

"Go and remove other artillery!"

Gompatti shouted and was about to run to another cannon not far away, but a gunner next to him pointed below and said unexpectedly: "Captain, Venice."

"What's wrong with the Venetians?"

Gompatti asked anger, then turned around and looked out of the city.

The Venetians outside the city were still attacking, but if you look closely, you will find that only the enemies on the center and the right were fighting continuously, while the Venetians on the left seemed to be slow and hesitant because of something, especially the intimidating heavy infantry, which were not far from the Pisa, but they did not launch an attack. Instead, they were slowly retreating. At the same time, Gompatti noticed that a small group of Venetians, who seemed to be generals, were running quickly to the left along the destroyed low wall.

"what happened?"

Gompatti, who had not yet known that he had killed the Venetian General, muttered in confusion, but soon he discovered that due to the delay of the enemy on the left, the Venetian attack in the center seemed to have also become slower.

Alexander also noticed the strangeness of the Venetians. Although he didn't know what happened, the unexpected retreat of the heavy cavalry and the sudden reduction of pressure on the left side still made him feel that this was a rare opportunity.

"Press up," Alexander shouted, feeling his throat hurt, but now he doesn't care about this, the center of the Venetian seems to have become dull due to the influence of the left side. Alexander even saw that some of the Pizza people in front had begun to fight back "Don't go ahead, defend the formation!"

Alexander kept shouting with the pain in his throat. He didn't know what happened to the Venetians, but it was obvious that the situation suddenly became favorable to the Pisa people.

A drum sounded from a distance, and the Pizza people who were struggling to keep the formation were stunned, and then they burst into excited shouts.

Alexander realized something after the Pizza cheered. As the enemy in front of him gradually retreated, he gasped and put down his arm that was about to lose his intuition and looked into the distance.

Then, he let out a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!