Ofulei began to doubt the decision he made for the first time.

Even when facing Caesar's attack in the battle in Livor, he firmly believed that he was right after he made up his mind. Now, listening to the gunshots coming from the direction of the castle, he couldn't help but doubt that he had made the judgment that he had brought people to fight as soon as he heard an enemy invading the city.

"I've been fooled!"

This was the only thought that flashed through Ofulei's mind, these enemies with unknown intentions, whose purpose was to kidnap Duke Alfonso.

Ofulei shouted to the Balkans, while he clamped his horse's belly with force and took the lead in running towards the castle.

If Alfonso was robbed or died, what would the situation look like?

Ofulei felt a little too big after thinking about it!

The Count paid attention to Bilicely not because there were any resources worth occupying here, but because this was the territory owned by members of the Naples royal family, and the lord's status and bloodline were closest to inheriting the throne of Naples.

Since the Sicily Kingdom of Artemala's royal family was succeeded by illegitimate children from the beginning, the prohibition of banning children with illegitimate children without inheritance, which was prohibited by other royal families, is actually very vague in the Sicily royal family. It is precisely because of this that Alfonso would have made such a righteous claim to the throne before.

Alexander chose this place as the destination for the Naples royal family to move the capital. Although Oofulei did not know that this was actually Alexander preparing for Ruosha to replace Alfred in the future, he also knew very well what kind of big trouble would be brought if Alfonso fell into the hands of others.

"Listen, we must rescue the Duke, but if things change, I will allow you to kill all enemies when necessary." Ofulei ordered his subordinates who were following him. Seeing his subordinates showing an unexpected look, he said with a serious expression, "Remember to either rescue the Duke or kill him. Alfonso must not fall into the hands of the enemy. Do you understand!"

Listening to his subordinates responding, Ofulei took a deep breath. He felt that the night was really long. At this time, the only thing he hoped was to wait until the Count's men arrived. Although it was a little confused, everything for Billy Sheli was still "normal".

Billy Shelley is not big. Apart from the castle, the entire city is an irregular square.

The number of Balkans who left Ofulei to protect the castle was not large, but their combat effectiveness was very strong. So if it weren't for a sneak attack, Ofulei was not worried that something might happen to Alfonso, but because the enemy he had just encountered made him a little worried that he was intentionally transferring them out of the castle, the enemy attacking the castle would probably have taken a sneak attack.

The gunshots didn't sound very fierce and intermittent, which made Ofulei even more worried, because if the Balkans had their opponents in time, they would use the terrain of the castle to organize defenses. With the firearms owned by the Balkans and their training, the gunshots should not be so messy and intermittent.

Then there is only one explanation, that is, the enemy has sneaked into the castle and the Balkans are resisting with the buildings in the castle.

Ofulei beat the horse hard, and as the four hooves of the war horse were pounding violently and rapidly on the streets as the pain came out.

The castle was right in front, Ofulei took off his hat and swayed hard behind him. The people next to him immediately shouted reminders. The Balkans began to spread out their formation when they heard the sound. They tried to make the distance between themselves, even if the streets were narrow, they were separated from each other. At the same time, their degree gradually slowed down until they gradually slowed down not too far from the castle.

Ofulei hesitated at the open castle. He suspected that at this time there might be enemies hiding in the darkness of the castle to block them, but he no longer cared about these things at this time, and most importantly found Alfonso, whether alive or dead.

"Crash with me!" Ofulei issued an order. This was the first time he led the army to charge like this after becoming the captain of the marching force around Alexander. In the past, the young captain helped the count as the administrator of the army, but now he is a cavalry commander.

When the first gunshot sounded from the darkness, Ofulei couldn't help but shouted "God" in his heart. He prayed that this gun would not hit him, so that he would have a chance to rush in

As long as the castle is rushed into a castle with a complex terrain, the other party will not have the opportunity to use muskets to cause great damage to them, just like the Balkans guarding the castle cannot do anything to them.

The body of the war horse under the seat trembled suddenly. When this charge was done, this action was enough to cause a fatal mistake. Sure enough, Ofulei's body had just been tense alertly. His man had been thrown out of the overturned horse. He hit the wheel of a carriage heavily, but he did not feel too much pain. Then he saw the head of a corpse that was tilted to the side unnaturally twisting backwards and in the cracks of the broken wheels due to his impact.

Ofulei struggled to get up. He wanted to find a weapon from the ground, but found nothing. So he could only stand behind the carriage and bent down and yelled at the soldiers following behind, asking them to rush into the castle as much as possible.

The other party did not seem to have expected that Ofulei's team would return so quickly, and these Balkans were so fierce, so when the Balkans following closely behind rushed into the castle gate, the second batch of muskets had just sounded.

"At this time, you should concentrate all your firepower on the first shot. Only in this way can we block our people in this kind of street!" Ofulei waved his arms hard to show his provocation. He felt that he had had enough. This Billy Sheli seemed to be his nemesis. Here he felt that he was not doing anything smoothly. "Run in and help them, don't you hear that, our people are fighting!"

The Balkans began to wield sabers and short axes. In such a narrow building, unless they defended an entrance that could not be attacked, it would be less convenient to load troublesome muskets. Only then did Ofulei's men really fight with the enemy.

To Ofulei's surprise, these enemies who looked ragged and didn't look like an army showed unusual courage. When he saw a guy shouting and holding the Balkans who were hurting him, Ofulei couldn't help but feel a little numb when he saw a guy clamoring down the stairs after one of his legs was cut off.

He had never participated in a war with the Ottomans, so even though he heard how the Balkans or hunting guards described the Ottoman madness, he was shocked but never had any direct feelings. But now he saw this scene with his own eyes that made him feel incredible.

However, the ferocity of those people obviously angered the Balkans. Two groups of soldiers who were also fierce and cruel, colliding with each other, just like two wild beasts biting each other.

And the Balkans obviously have more people.

Ofulei moved forward with the help of a hunting guard, while carefully avoiding those who were fighting each other. The people on both sides were obviously red in their eyes. They only had opponents fighting with them, but at this time the number of Balkans began to show their advantages.

Before being sent, Alexander considered that Alfonso might refuse to sign an agreement with the Free Trade Union because of his discovery of the Jewish means. Although the use of force would cause great trouble, his only way was to capture Bilishelli.

So Ofulei brought two Balkans in the company. When he entered Bilishelli, Ofulei thought that the Count was a little too cautious this time, but now he is secretly grateful to the Count's decision.

The gunshots in the castle became even more sparse, which made Ofulei very worried. He rushed into the inside regardless of the enemy who had been scattered and stubbornly killed, while praying in his heart that he would never worry about the situation he was most worried about.

You could already hear the shouts, and Ofulei signaled to her side. Several Agri musketeers rushed out of the Balkans immediately, and their muzzles pointed at the crowd flashing in the courtyard in front. When Ofulei shouted first, then confirmed that those who were not their own, the musketeers shot decisively!

A few screams seemed to disrupt the other party, and at the same time, familiar cheers came from the yard.

"Save the Duke out," Ofulei breathed a sigh of relief. He really didn't know what to do if Alfonso had been robbed by the time he arrived. "And it was to catch the alive, I wonder who I was fighting with."

Ofulei gave an irritated order. This was the most heartwarming battle he had experienced. From beginning to end, the enemy seemed to be playing with him. If not

It was his army that was strong enough, maybe he had been tricked by these enemies at this time.

The trouble caused by the front and back attacks to the other party is obviously fatal, and being blocked in an unblocked courtyard is like murder. So after a round of shooting, the other party gave up shooting because they could not resist. A few of them rushed towards Ofulei, while more people were still rushing into the courtyard.

This surprised Ofulei. He had never seen such a persistent or fanatical guy, which made him even a little doubt whether these people were the barbarians in the mountains of Switzerland. It seemed that only those people would be so crazy.

"Kill them all." At this time, Ofulei no longer expects to capture the prisoners. He just wants the matter to end soon. At the same time, he is already a little worried about the appearance of such an enemy.

Although Montina's army is brave and loyal, it will not be like this. They rely more on their daily training and the gradually formed disciplines day after day to support the strength of the army. Ofulei even remembered that Alexander once said, "What I ask soldiers to do must be what they can do after giving their all their strength, rather than letting them do things that are impossible in a whim. In addition, if casualties or even failures are caused by the stupidity of the commander, the soldiers are not obliged to pay their lives for this behavior. They can choose to surrender, which does not destroy their honor at all, because they do not need to pay the price for others' mistakes."

But now these enemies who were shot down before they even rushed to the front made Ofulei seem to see the kind of fanaticism that only appeared during the Crusades centuries ago.

The cross hanging on the chest of these people and the holy name they shouted clearly told him that they had the same faith.

"Kill them all." Ofulei changed his mind this time. Somehow he had a vague premonition that there might be some trouble if these people were alive.

The Balkans who rushed into the courtyard were cruel. They did not give the enemy any chance. Even if some of them finally chose to survive because of their timidity, they still carried out a complete killing without hesitation.

The yard was full of corpses, including Balkans and enemies. When they defeated the blocked enemies and rushed into the courtyard, those enemies who were blocked in the yard because they did not attack the house became targets for the musketeers.

They were originally regarded as striking the Balkans, but were harassed by crossbows from the house behind them. Finally, they began to retreat along the corridor to a corner of the courtyard, but then the Balkans who were chasing them immediately surrounded them.

Only then did Ofulei have the opportunity to rush over to the house that was closely guarded by the Balkans. This was actually a small church, and the solid structure protected the people inside. When he saw Alfonso, who was protected by a group of courtiers who rushed over and heard the news, Ofulei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank God, you're fine, your Highness," Ofulei saluted in a hurry, and then immediately looked at Alfonso seriously. When he made sure that the baby duke was indeed safe and sound, he drew two crosses on his chest.

Ofulei's actions made Alfonso feel a little better. Although he didn't know why this officer cared about him so much, at least it seemed that he didn't have to worry about safety for the time being.

"Captain, I will reward you, and you all," Alfonso looked at the Balkans with a little envious look. He couldn't wait and lowered his voice and said, "Captain, I don't know how much reward you can get in Kumbrey's side, but if you can do it for me, or recruit such an army for me, I will reward you heavily."

"Your Highness, we are serving you," Ofulei cleverly avoided Alfonso's temptation. Then, despite Alfonso's disappointment, he immediately ordered his subordinates to protect the Duke. "Please forgive Your Highness, we still have a battle that has not ended."

The Balkans guarding the castle were indeed attacked, or they would betrayed.

The enemy suddenly appeared in front of them.

The sneak attacks of these infiltrating enemies caused huge casualties to the left-behind Balkans. They had to protect Alfonso and retreated into the castle and finally retreated into the chapel.

Such a blow aroused the cruel temperament of the Balkans, so their counterattack

And killing is also completely cruel and ruthless.

Almost no dead enemy's corpse was intact, the Balkans almost cut them into pieces, and until the last moment, many were still alive.

So the castle was filled with miserable and terrifying screams.

Ofulei decided not to stop him, and he also needed to ejaculate.

Billy Sheli was obviously not his luck. This place almost caused the little honor he had accumulated to be completely destroyed, and these inexplicable enemies also made him feel inexplicably uneasy.

"Captain, should we leave some survivors?" a hunting guard asked in a low voice.

"It's necessary, but I doubt they really know something," Ofulei stared at the figures who were still making the last dying resistance. "These people are trouble, tell me you have seen such enemies?"

"See," the Hunter Guards took a breath "those pagans."

"But look at them, they look to us as if they are facing pagans." Ofulei's lips tense.

He was still very young and only started to grow a layer of short beard this year. According to his wife Ashley, it was actually just fluff.

But the war has made Ofulei mature a lot. If it were the ones he would not have issued such an order for honor, but now he has ordered "kill them all."

When the last enemy grabbed the spear that was poked on the stomach and gradually stopped twisting, the Balkans gasped in relief.

They really had never encountered such an enemy, and even the Ottomans were not all so fierce and fearless.

Ofulei was patrolling the corpses with blood all over the ground. He had already told him whether to miss something that might be useful, but seeing the Balkans plundered so carefully, they probably would even strip the corpses naked.

"What do these people do?" A voice suddenly came from behind. Ofulei turned around unexpectedly and saw Alfonso walking over surrounded by several court officials and guards.

"Your Highness is dangerous here," Ofulei frowned, thinking that the Duke of Billysheli was such a trouble "You should stay in the room."

"This is my castle, I must know who is going to attack me." Alfonso said angrily. "This is an insult to me and a challenge to the Sicilian royal family. I must know who instructed them and who is so anxious to die."

"The enemy can suddenly attack the castle, which means there is a traitor," Ofulei lowered his voice, "so you are not safe at this time."

"That's why I'm with you. Speaking of which, I don't trust those people now." Alfonso said, grabbing a sword from the ground and swung it hard in the air.

"No matter who it is, your highness, I suggest you better protect yourself." Ofulei said impatiently. The Balkans were unable to find money, but they still did not realize anything that was really important to Ofulei.

"Wait a minute." Alfonso suddenly shouted to a Balkan, "Show me your sword," and said to Ofulei with a little excitement, "I swear I've seen such a sword before."

Ofulei immediately greeted the Balkans and watched the Duke take the sword with a strange look and look at it repeatedly, Ofulei couldn't help but wait with hope.

"I've really seen such a sword," Alfonso stroked a scimitar with a slightly curved scimitar, but with a straight sword-edged sword with two sides. "Let me think about it, oh, I did see this sword a few years ago, but it seems to be used by Moore."

"Moorish?"

"It is the Moors who were driven away by Aragon and Castilla, who like to use this weapon that can both chop and poke."

Alfonso said as he walked forward a few steps away from the person surrounding him, and then skillfully turned the sword in his hand.

Just as he was about to speak again, a muffled sound suddenly sounded in the darkness!

Alfonso fell to the ground with a gun!
Chapter completed!