Until October 29, 1499, no one would have thought that the Naples royal family retreating to Bilicherley would launch a surprise attack on the city of Naples occupied by the French.

This is indeed a real surprise attack. Although both sides are in a state of war, whether it is the semi-public negotiation between Normezi and the non-aggression treaty signed between the French and Kosencha, it shows that the relationship between the two sides is not so bad that it is warlike. The French secretly provided the Naples fleet through merchants, which makes this hostility seem quite funny.

So no one believes that the Naples will suddenly attack them.

But none of these are the most important. What really makes the French have this confidence is their powerful army.

Although Charles VIII made a mess in Italy last time, no one could deny the fact that the French army was still the most powerful army on the European continent today, especially after Louis XII won a series of victories in Northern Italy, the French became even more arrogant.

Even though there has been news that Maximian occupied Milan, the severe damage to the Austrian army by Varese still gives the French army a daunting reputation.

In this case, even Charon, who was known for his caution, did not think that the Naples would choose to be enemies with the French army, which seemed impossible to him, because it was completely unworthy of the loss for the exiled court of Naples.

On the contrary, until the Naples suddenly launched an attack, Charleon was considering a request to the Naples to open the land trade route of Bilicherley, because Bilicherley restrained the main route of Naples to the Southern Peninsula, which made Charleon feel that the interests of the French were weakened.

Charlen was still somewhat sure of such a condition. At this time, Naples needed to balance the Aragonese with the French, so he believed that under this pressure, the regent Queen of Naples would choose to make concessions.

Even though Alexander had returned, Charlon still didn't think there would be too much problem. In his opinion, Count Montina might be more conscious of the current affairs than his half-sister.

But it was Alexander, who he thought was very cognitive about the current affairs, who suddenly launched a sudden attack on his French army stationed in Naples.

When did the Naples army gather quietly not far from the city, Sharlun was puzzled until he received a report that the Corsonza Grenadier Company was the leader in the battle that he realized what was going on.

The Naples obviously used the treaty signed by the French with them regarding the strict neutrality of Kosenza. They sent the army easily not far from the city, and then the Kosenza participated in the battle in the name of the queen's army.

"It's so despicable." Sharlun said this calmly. At least the people next to him did not hear much anger, let alone hatred, as if he was simply explaining a fact.

The Naples army suddenly launched an attack on the French army from Sunday Mountain southeast of Naples in the early morning of October 29.

Sunday Mountain is named after the famous Sunday church outside Naples. This ancient building second only to Egg Castle is the first church built in Naples. The monks who chose this place built the church because of the steadfast terrain here. Although it has been abandoned for many years, Sunday Mountain has become a sacred place in the minds of Naples. Even the remains of Saint Anoualius, the Lord of the City of Naples, are said to be buried on Sunday Mountain.

In addition to a part of the city, the French army had a garrison of about 3,000 people at the foot of Sunday Mountain.

Charlun did not deploy almost all the French troops in the city as he did in Rome. This was because he absorbed the lesson of being surrounded by the coalition forces in Rome and even blocked the way to meet with the French main force on both sides of the northwest.

The French army stationed in Rome at that time did not want to abandon the city, but the road to the north had been cut off, and the coalition forces occupied the port that retreated from the sea, which forced Charlun to struggle to support the situation in the city of Rome.

Although the occupation of Naples was extremely smooth this time, Charlon learned his lesson. In addition to deploying more than 5,000 French troops in the fortress in the city of Naples, he arranged an army of 3,000 at the foot of Sunday Mountain, not far from the city outside the city.

Sharlun's idea was very simple. If an enemy attacked, he could easily block the port from the sea. If someone launched an attack from land, he could also use the army outside the city to restrain the enemy first, and then mobilize the troops in the city to buy time for him.

Even Charon, who never looked down on any enemy, did not expect that the enemy in his mind was so different from what he was about to face.

The Naples' attack first started from Sunday Mountain. When the First Grenadier Company of Kosenca crossed the Sunday and appeared in front of the French, the French patrol soldiers who found the enemy had no time to report the enemy's situation to the garrison generals. Then the Naples' army had already arrived in front of the French positions.

Although he was surprised by the sudden attack of the Naples army, the French did not seem too panic at this time.

For them, these Naples came to die, especially from a distance that they had hardly seen any decent long weapons of these enemies, especially when they saw almost no spears that were contemporary weapons against infantry and cavalry. The French couldn't help but laugh at Naples that were already so embarrassed that they were so embarrassed that they were.

Then the French launched an attack on the enemy. In the eyes of many French troops who participated in the last expedition, it would have been beyond their expectations that these Naples could persevere until they rushed closer and did not escape.

The Naples were actually even more unbearable. They just saw the shadow of the French army and couldn't help but retreat. Later, they simply began to retreat constantly, which made the French laugh and followed them slowly like driving away the flock of sheep. This was because the French not only wanted to maintain their formation when they advanced, but also knew that the Naples were Sunday Mountain behind them, and they had no chance to escape.

The Naples were soon driven to the foot of Sunday Mountain, and then the French found that the Naples wearing flat helmets with a wide circle of edges pushed the back of a ruined trench centered on the abandoned Sunday Mountain Old Church.

The trenches looked like newly excavated, and in addition to the trenches, there was also a wall that looked not very high-looking, built along the edge of the old church.

The fence is built with excavated soil and gravel, which does not look very strong, and the trench can be crushed and filled with just one charge by the cavalry.

So after observing for a while, the French generals made sure that the enemy had only such a means. From the terrain, even if there were reinforcements, the enemy could not form a flank to detour on themselves, and launched an order to attack.

It was almost noon at this time. Although it was already very cold in October, when I raised my arms to issue an attack order, the French generals still felt the pleasant warmth of the sunlight that was almost above my head and shone on my face.

This was also the last moment of his day when he felt a little comfortable. During the following day, until it was dark early in the late autumn, the French were completely trapped in a terrible nightmare.

First, the French teams that launched the attack were arranged in neat formations not far from the church. After confirming that the enemy would not come out from behind the low wall to fight, they decided to attack the trenches.

They began to approach the trenches, and as they advanced, there were still people who kept provoking loudly, trying to arouse the courage of the timid Neapolis to fight them head-on.

Then, after the first gunshot rang, the French ushered in their nightmare.

The teams that are so dense that they can be guaranteed to be hit without even aiming are provided with the target that the Kosenza No. 1 Grenadier Company will be the one that will satisfy them the most.

In training, soldiers who are often physically punished for not being able to hit the target at all, suddenly find that the French on the opposite side are so cute, because they are neither like the target that cannot be hit because they are not moving but cannot be hit because they are sparse, nor are they like the Ottomans who are numerous but unable to aim because they act quickly. For them, the French on the opposite side are like they are pressing in front of their guns, and the only thing they have to do is shoot.

The grenadiers responded to the French's kind invitation without hesitation. With the order, they raised the musket neatly in the manner of training, and then the sharp whistle sounded, and the gunshot instantly covered the whistle that was still echoing in their ears.

When the French soldiers fell in the first row, no one realized what was going on. Although the entire team seemed to be punched by an invisible enemy, their inertia still kept them moving forward without stopping.

Then, the second gunfire sounded, which was fired from behind the chest wall on the other side of the church, because the terrain on the other side of the church was high, and the grenadiers standing behind the wall could even shoot bullets directly into the rear of the French formation.

With the whistling wind above his head, the French found that there were screams one after another in the line.

The French at the front could not hold on anymore. They raised their shields to block the oncoming bullets, but those bullets were obviously much more terrifying than crossbow arrows. Not only were they extremely powerful, they flew around on the shields, but what was terrible was that their huge penetration often penetrated the shields directly, and then they beat the people hiding behind to a bloody and heavy casualties.

The French generals were a little confused for a moment. They had not fought with opponents with firearms. In their opinion, although the firearms were fierce, they were as powerful as crossbow arrows. Once they were rushed to the front by the enemy, the firearms would lose their function, like crossbows.

So although the enemy's firearms seem to be a bit too many, it is no big deal, but after the battle they found that the power of these enemy firearms was not only far beyond their expectations, because the enemy was completely hiding behind the fortifications, they were facing a cruel situation of being slaughtered.

As long as you rush over, the French generals kept telling themselves that in their opinion, the closest soldiers were so close to the ditch that they could rush to it as long as they worked hard.

So the sound of trumpets rang out quickly, and the French soldiers began the charge that seemed not far away with the sound of trumpets.

The grenadiers were a little numb. Some had blocked their ears with the cloth strips torn from their clothes, while others had simply lost consciousness of the repeated sounds in their ears.

Many people's shoulders are numb and no longer obedient. That is caused by different exchanges, facing the shoulders and shooting at the back seat.

A burst sounded in the trench not far away, and a series of screams mixed with. The people nearby bent down instinctively and looked in the direction of the sound.

It was a soldier's musket blown up the chamber. At the moment when the hammer hit the anvil, although Mars ignited the gunpowder in the medicine pool, the projectiles in the chamber were not pushed out of the barrel by the burning and explosion of gunpowder, but splashed out from somewhere. The broken pieces of the gun chamber directly pulled open the soldier's cheeks tightly against the cheeks, and then threw a small part of the meat slices from his nose to the wall of the trench.

The bloody soldier hugged his face and screamed. Someone had already held him down from the side and pulled him out of the trench.

Blood splattered on the person next to him, but the soldier just looked down and turned around and turned to the musket handed over by the loading soldier behind him, pressed his shoulders according to the order, aimed and fired!

The distance to the trench seemed not far, but it seemed to the French soldiers never rush to it.

Although it seemed to be about to succeed at one time, someone had already rushed to a place not far from the low wall while stepping on the corpses of his companions. With a little more effort, he could rush over the low wall. When a revenge massacre was launched, a thing that looked very terrible was pushed out from behind the low wall and appeared in front of the French.

The person who rushed to the front instinctively realized the danger and stopped, but this did not allow them to escape from their terrible fate.

Accompanied by the dense sound, the bellows-like machinery erupted at the same time, and a large number of French soldiers were taken away without even seeing what was taking their lives.

The French team finally began to shake. Some people retreated without following the order. Once they lost, this terrible fear began to spread in the team.

The generals kept scolding louder and louder. Later, they had to draw their swords to threaten the retreating soldiers, but the slightly hesitant soldiers were immediately knocked down by bullets shot from behind, which became the last straw that caused the complete collapse of the French army.

A soldier mustered up the courage to hit the officer with his shoulders hard on the chin of the officer who was threatening with his sword, and then ran forward while he fell, so everyone followed him and began to run together regardless.

The officers could no longer stop more and more soldiers fleeing the battlefield. When they saw some of their companions even being chopped to the ground for trying to prevent deserters from being cut down, the French generals finally knew that the situation was hopeless.

They also began to retreat, and for them the battle at the foot of Sunday mountain was over, and what they had to do now was to regain the chaotic army immediately after retreating.

What worried them was that the Naples would pursue them without waiting for them to gather their troops again, so the French immediately retreated toward Naples. They had to get rid of the possible pursuit and quickly stop the counterattack again.

But they seemed to be a little over-concerned, and the Naples did not seem to want to pursue them, which made the French commander worried that this was a Naples' conspiracy while being grateful.

This speculation was soon proved. Just after running out for a few tricks, I finally slowed down to collect the army, the French heard a yell that made them frightened. It was a roar that many of them had never heard of, as if only the barbarians from some wild land would make.

Then they saw a group of troops that they had never seen before pounced on them wildly!

Alexander threw himself into his Balkans, and the timing was exactly the gap where the French had just stopped but had not had time to reorganize the army.

The French had to start escaping again, and they kept running towards the city of Naples. Whenever they stopped a little along the way, they were chased by the enemies behind. The Balkans and the army led by the Knights of Kosenza, even the Naples army began to drive the defeated enemies like the French before and approached the city of Naples.

When the French team finally fled to the city of Naples, the casualties along the way had already caused heavy losses to the French army, which originally had 3,000 people, and almost failed to form an army.

Schallun, who had received the report, sent a team of troops to support these French troops. Although everyone was angry at the Naples' raid, Schallun was not only surprised but was very calm.

He knew he had been fooled or used, but in this situation anger and hatred could not solve all the troubles.

What he hopes now is to rescue the soon-to-be-destroyed French army back to Naples as soon as possible. At the same time, he wants to find out how many troops the Naples army has as soon as possible, and he can completely defeat the 3,000 French troops in one day.

But what Charlun did not expect was that the reinforcements he sent were attacked shortly after leaving the city and suffered heavy losses!

It was only then that Charon realized why the Naples army was chasing the French army slowly along the way.

They are buying time for their companions who are preparing to ambush the reinforcements in the city.

At this time, Shaerlun knew that his advantage in military strength had disappeared with these two losses.

Sure enough, from October 31, the Naples army began to launch a fierce attack on the city of Naples, which was guarded by the French army. What surprised Charlen was that the Naples' army actually looked more than he had calculated and guessed before.

However, even so, Charlon still did not think that the Naples could break through the city. Until two days later, on November 2, with the sudden riots in different places suddenly broke out in Naples at the same time, the French finally fell into chaos against the Naples.

On the afternoon of November 2, the Naples army used cannons to bombard the Naples Fort Naples. At the same time, with the help of the rioters in the city, they captured the Naples in the evening of the same day, and then used the Montina army as the vanguard to attack the whole city.

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