When the Genoese began to spread out of the river, the Bohemian cavalry who were surveillance in the distance could see clearly.

Because of this, the captain who led the team sent someone back to notify other companions, while preparing to harass the Genoa as before.

In addition to attacking the scouts, the Bohemia also chose other targets. Now seeing that the Genoese had slowed down their marching speed as they had previously guessed because they were worried about encountering enemy attacks, the Bohemia immediately ran from a distance along the undulating terrain towards the Genoese side and backwards.

Find the enemy's weaknesses and neglect to prevent, pounce on it like a wild wolf and bite it ruthlessly, then quickly escape, and then wait for an opportunity to find a new place to attack.

The Bohemians were excitedly galloping among the hills, and they felt as if they had been back to galloping between the plains and the forests before, which made them rush forward desperately and quickly towards the rear wings of the Genoese.

A team of Genoese soldiers slowly followed the army in front. Although the march was very fast, it would affect the entire team as long as there was a slight stagnation. Therefore, although the formation in front had already been unfolded, the team behind was still moving forward slowly.

The Genoese team was not in a hurry. Even if they were not moving, they would sweat all over. Looking at the moving team in front of them, some soldiers even found a stone not far away to sit down, preparing to rest and continue on their way.

It was at this moment that a figure suddenly appeared on an open space above the bank embankment, followed by the second and third ones.

Next, the vibration of the ground that could be felt by the heavy sound of horse hooves made the Genoese in an instant. However, before they picked up their weapons or even some panicked soldiers stood up from the ground, the Bohemians suddenly appeared, swarming down from the high ground and rushing towards the team of Genoeses who were obviously scared!

The Genoese were indeed frightened. Perhaps some had not. Faced with the sudden appearance of enemies, few people still took up weapons to resist, but when the first person was swung over by a sabre like a full moon, these Genoese completely lost the idea of ​​resistance.

No one knew who was the first to turn around and escape. Perhaps many people made this choice at the same time at that time, but at the beginning no one thought how stupid it would be to do so.

It may not be completely stupid to face the oncoming cavalry's reckless resistance, but it is definitely stupid to expose your back to the enemy.

The Bohemians almost drove the Genoese who turned around and ran forward, and many of them even quickly surpassed the enemies they were chasing. They had just heard the movement in front of them and were ready to form a formation to defend.

A group of crossbowmen lined up while taking off the crossbows on their backs. They inserted their handles into the winch and twisted the bowstrings hard. With the muffled sound of "squeaking" sound, the crossbow was stretched out very much.

But the Bohemians obviously did not want to wait for these crossbowmen to finish their work. Although they saw that the crossbowmen had raised their shields, they still took off their muskets from their belts. As the horses kept rushing and galloping, accompanied by the sound of guns, smoke sprayed and spread out from the bohemian cavalry.

And these Bohemians were like a group of death messengers from hell, rushing out of the smoke, and then suddenly waved their swords in their hands and slashed at everything passing by.

The bullet hit the shield and made a thud. Some shields were directly hit and splashed, while others were shot out of bullet holes.

A very unlucky crossbowman stood up and wanted to see something, but coincidentally the bullet shot directly into his mouth. Just as he fell to the ground and shouted in pain, his friend next to him saw a small piece of broken gum bone hanging on his face, which was spread out on the torn wound of the bullet.

The Bohemians quickly avoided all obstacles in front of them that could block them, and then penetrated forward like a stream of water that leaked into the ground.

Until they finally appeared in front of them a team of Genoese who had been prepared.

The soldiers calmly raised their crossbows from a distance. When they felt that the enemy was close enough, with the commander's orders and the terrifying dull buzzing sound, a large crossbow arrow attacked the Bohemians who were rushing in front.

The cavalry in front was hit with several crossbow arrows before they could react, two of which penetrated directly through his body, and then the huge force knocked him to the ground, with his men and horses.

Next, two Bohemians were shot in the arrow, which finally reminded the companions behind them. While they still made sharp whistles that could intimidate the enemy, they quickly changed direction and let the mount run towards the side facing the enemy.

At this time, the Genoese fully exerted the powerful power of the crossbow. Their crossbow arrows ruthlessly shot at the Bohemians who were trying to rush out from both sides of them. Some people who kept falling off for a while.

"Kill all these barbarians!" The commander of the crossbow soldiers kept shouting, and at the same time the long sword in his hand was shaking. He looked at the Bohemians who rushed over from both sides with excitement. He believed that this time it was enough for these guys to know how powerful they were.

Finally, the Bohemians who rushed past the squad of crossbowmen did not continue to charge towards the enemy. They knew that this was the greatest action they could do. Seeing that the Genoese had begun to assemble, they rushed to the distance along the gap formed by a group of still somewhat panicked Genoese.

The crossbowmen who blocked the Bohemians cheered, and they kept yelling at the back of the Bohemians who had escaped from afar, and some were twisting their butts to escape.

"Did you see it? They're not that bad!" the commander shouted to his men, and then he called out loud to the soldiers who were still in chaos. "Go back to your ranks quickly. Bohemians are nothing to be afraid of. You are simply embarrassing to know that if it weren't for avoiding you, maybe we could kill more bohemian bastards."

The commander's words were unanimously agreed by his subordinates, who joking loudly about their companions who were running around because of panic, until they suddenly heard a vaguely familiar messy and panic scream from another team ahead.

The Genoese soldiers looked in the direction where the sound came, but because the distance was a little far and it seemed that there was chaos there, they didn't see anything clearly except for the chaotic figures, which made them feel a little anxious when they just won.

At the same time, because he had just experienced an attack, the chaos surroundings made the soldiers quickly mixed with their companions who had fled in scattered areas.

At first, the commander didn't think there was anything wrong with this, until a sound of horse hooves suddenly came from another place not far from the direction that had just escaped from the Bohemians.

At this moment, the commander saw a large group of his own soldiers mixed with each other, almost without formation. In this area where they could only be said to be a chaotic crowd, not the soldiers, the Bohemian figure that became terrifying at this moment had appeared again.

This time, the Bohemians retaliated against the unexpected setbacks they had suffered before. They took advantage of the Genoese's failure to expect that they would be involved in the accident and horror of the recurrence so quickly, and quickly passed by the edge of a large group of panicked Genoese.

While passing by, the muskets in their hands also made "bang bang" sounds one after another.

At the same time, almost the same drama was also staged elsewhere in the Genoa team.

Harass, attack, then quickly retreat, and then seize the opportunity to launch a new attack suddenly.

The Bohemian harassment completely angered the Genoese, and some of them tried to pursue the enemy, but they regretted it after leaving the team a little.

According to some soldiers who fled back, the Montinas obviously had a trap, because they had just left the team and encountered a strange team. According to the descriptions of these soldiers, Cargino was surprised to find that his previous speculation had come true so soon.

"Is it a hunter?"

He asked Machiafli in a tone that was more certain than inquiring. Seeing Florence's silent nod, Cargino couldn't help laughing.

"It's incredible that that Gombre is actually here." Cargino looked into the distance with some curiosity. "I really want to know what that Lucrezia looks like, which can actually make a man so crazy."

After saying this, Cargino issued an order to the messenger beside him: "As I told me before, let our team prepare for defense here."

"This is not a good battlefield." Machiavelli frowned at the rugged and stretched river. "I don't think Count Montina will attack an army that is already well-defended, so it seems useless to do so."

"No, it must be useful," Cargino seemed a little stubborn at this time. "I know Gombre and will definitely come to me on my own initiative. Don't forget what you told me before that the Venetians have participated in the affairs of Romagna. I believe that if Gombre doesn't want to watch Pisa fall into the hands of the Venetians, he will have to solve my problem first, unless..." Speaking of this, Cargino looked at Machiafli with a little meaning. "What you told me is a lie."

"How is that possible," Machiafer replied slowly in a very small voice, his eyes looking in the direction of Florence. "I just don't know what else will happen to the war in Romagna."

Alexander is waiting.

When the last sunset finally disappeared reluctantly behind the distant hillside, the hazy night finally completely fell on the earth.

The armor of the cavalry beside Alexander flashed slightly under the rising full moon.

Everything in the distance is blurry, and even the light emitted by the fireflies looks a little blurry.

"Night blindness." Alexander murmured to himself.

This era and a physical defect that is almost impossible to describe as a disease, which is common to most people, and a few people who do not have such symptoms have even been considered a gift or a revelation of God because they can see everything in the night.

It is precisely because of this common night blindness that marching and fighting in the middle of the night becomes extremely difficult in many cases. Alexander believes that this is also why Cargino ordered the camp at this time.

It is obvious that the Genoese are careful that blind actions in the middle of the night may bring greater chaos and passivity, so they changed their previous plan that seemed to be eager to escape quickly and prepare to form a formation to defend here.

"Master, it seems that there is nothing to do at night." Busacco breathed a sigh of relief. It was definitely not suitable to launch an attack in the middle of the night. Since the Genoese had stopped, it means that Alexander's purpose of intercepting them in Tuscany has also been achieved.

Next, just wait until the main force led by Ofulei arrives.

Busako was pleased with his thoughts. He even secretly thanked God for his grace. He felt that it was God who heard his hard prayers that things would eventually go so smoothly.

"Busako, what if we launch a night attack?"

The sudden words of Alexander were stunned Busako slightly. He looked at Alexander's face with some difficulty in the moonlight. When he confirmed that the face seemed to be full of seriousness, the captain of the guard couldn't help but shake his head immediately.

"This is impossible, our soldiers can't see anything clearly at night."

"Can the Genoese see clearly?"

"But they were in the camp and there were bonfires around them, and we might be able to continue harassing them, but as long as they didn't want to leave the camp, we had no other way, and on such a night, it was unlikely that either side would be able to command their own troops so smoothly, and this was even more difficult for us because we were cavalry."

Alexander was a little surprised to hear that the Captain Guard said so much in such a long and long manner.

"Do you think we can't attack?"

"The key is that we may not even be able to find our own army, so how can we attack the enemy?" Busacco was a little anxious. He felt that he had to find a way to stop Alexander's idea of ​​planning a night attack.

"Don't worry, I'm not so stupid to do something I have no confidence in," Alexander smiled at Busako, who was a little uneasy. "But now I'm a little curious about why Cargilno changed his mind."

Hearing Alexander's words, Busako breathed a sigh of relief.

"Maybe he heard something, or something happened in Pizza," Busacco looked at Alexander nervously after he finished speaking.

Busako did not say that in the eyes of many hunting guards, the latter saying is actually what they think is closer to the facts.

Alexander noticed Busacor's slight hesitation, and he turned his head slightly and looked at Busacor, then continued to look in the direction of the Genoese camp in the distance.

"I know what you're thinking, but remember that Lucrezia is my daughter's mother."

"Yes, lord." Busako replied muffled.

What really happened with pizza?

Busako didn't know that Alexander was also constantly echoing this question in his heart, but the people sent to Pisa had not brought back the news, so he could only wait patiently.

But neither Alexander was confused and suspicious, nor Cargino, who believed he had known the truth, or even Machiafli, who accidentally created the scene before him, did not expect that in the evening, a few people from Venice quietly entered Pisa.
Chapter completed!