"I have written to my sister, Miss Cosenca, and I believe she will arrive in Naples soon," said Alexander's eyes, a stern light flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his voice and said to the Naples. "Old men, I want to remind you that what we are going to have is a coup, and any mistakes may lead to failure or even death, so from now on I want all of you to obey my orders completely."

The Naples looked at each other, and then bowed to Alexander with the head of the seal officer Leoford.

"Okay, let's go to the banquet now. Leaving too long will attract attention," Earl Modilo said slowly, his eyes swept across everyone, his tone of being a rare heavy person. "Tell us to be prepared, the glory of success and the destruction of failure are in the hands of all of us."

On the first day of July 1499, accompanied by the faint cicadas, under the bright moonlight on the midsummer night, a fast horse galloped into the castle located in the Kosencha Valley.

When Mrs. George Anne, who was sleeping, rushed to the scene when she heard the news, Ruosha, accompanied by Burley, was gathering in the hall of a large group of knights to give orders.

Seeing her mother, Ruosha stopped and walked towards her.

"Joe is back, right? Where is he now?" Mrs. George Anne asked anxiously.

"Brother is in Naples, but you'd better see him in two more days," Ruosha whispered to comfort her mother, and then she turned around and gave orders to the knights and officers who were faintly excited. "Tell me my order, Corsonza Grenadier Company, prepare to set out."

"Soldiers, prepare to advance~

Look, the Ottoman armor is distinct,

Their feathers are so beautiful that I can't help but want to pick them.

Oh ~ Grenadier, Miss Earl is there, let us pay tribute to her..."

The singing is flying, and the queue is continuous.

In the early morning of July 2, 1499, the Corsenca army, mainly with the Corsenca First Grenadier Company, marched into Naples.
Chapter completed!