Chapter 46: The Gate Incident (Part )

"Archbishop Townley wants to assassinate His Holiness the Pope?!"

Jeshka scratched his ear with his little finger, thinking he had misheard.

"We...we...looked for it...but it's not there...The Belt Code has been exposed...It's known...Quick, go and inform His Holiness the Pope."

Jieshka straightened the skinny young man in short clothes who was bent over and panting, and said with a serious face: "I know you are anxious, but don't be anxious, tell me what happened from the beginning!"

At this moment, in the Apostolic Guard camp next to the gate of the Gulag Monastery, many guards had awakened from their dreams. They walked out of the room and looked towards Jeshka.

"Come on, it's too late." Seeing that Jieshka didn't make any move, the short-sleeved young man became even more anxious than before. "On the way here, I saw Tang Li and his men rushing over, all holding weapons."

"What?!" Jeshka left the young man in short clothes behind and, with a movement completely opposite to his fat body, jumped onto a big locust tree.

The moonlight poured onto the flat slope in front of the door, and several burning torches were extremely eye-catching.

Under the moonlight and firelight, the weapons glowed with a strange orange light.

"Impossible." Jeshka murmured to himself. Before the arrival of the secret party envoy, it was impossible for Master Saint Grandson and Archbishop Townley to fall out.

But now the facts were before him, and he could not afford to explore further.

After all, Tang Li is a smuggler and a very vicious person. What if he suddenly has a brain storm and really comes to assassinate Master Sheng Sunzi?
These bloodthirsty smugglers are always neurotic. Who knows what they are thinking?

"Ftseva." Dyshka jumped down from the tree, quickly shouldered his longbow, picked up a rapier, and shouted to the only female soldier.

"Here!" Futseva squeezed out from between the adults' knees, put three fingers together, crossed them in front of her chest, and saluted like a child soldier.

"Go, take these scrolls and go find Master Saint Sunzi and tell him that Tang Li suddenly arrived with his troops late at night and that he had discovered the secret decree on the belt."

Carrying the scroll recording the rumors of "Townley attacked Madeleine" and "Madeleine attacked Townley" on her back, Futseva quickly came to the wall, pushed aside a few loose bricks, and crawled into the monastery through the dog hole.

"Apostolic Guard, assemble!"

After lighting the torches, several households quickly struck gongs and began to gather people.

Soon, more than forty elite and battle-hardened papal guards armed with flails, pitchforks and axes gathered in front of Jessica.

The night wind blew, and under the command of their respective ten households and Jieshka, they formed a 5X7 square formation with resolute faces.

The people in the first row hold half-person-high wooden gates and axes. They are sword and shield soldiers, responsible for blocking the thrusts of the spears in the front row and chopping off the enemy's spears.

The people in the last four rows hold pitchforks and flails. The pitchfork holders are spearmen, responsible for the main killing and charge breakthroughs, while the flail holders are hammer soldiers, responsible for breaking shields and attacking enemies behind the shields.

On both sides of the square formation, there were four or five sword-and-shield jumping soldiers holding wooden pot lids, short axes and daggers.

Most of them were short in stature and were responsible for rolling around under the spears and chopping off the enemy's calves and feet that were exposed outside the shields.

The night wind blew, lifting the corners of their linen soft armor, revealing the angular rib-like chests of these guards.

The snow-white moonlight shone on their sunken cheeks, making them look like a group of skeleton soldiers wearing black hoods.

As a veteran mercenary and mercenary manager, no one understands battle formations and cost reduction better than Jeshka.

The guards were quite skilled in this kind of battle formation. With the organization developed through the previous stepping and praying, as well as the morale of the papal guards, using this battle formation was not a problem.

They had previously used this formation to beat up thugs and villagers and were always successful.

When Tang Li's figure appeared on the edge of the hillside, Jieshka's heart couldn't help but sink.

There were nearly fifty fully armed men wearing leather armor and holding hammers and spears.

"Chapu, hurry up and go to the refugee camp immediately and notify the other ten households to come to the rescue! You have to be quick, understand?"

Letting go of Chap's arm, the tall and thin young man immediately spread his long legs and ran towards the refugee camp.

"Whoosh!"

A feather arrow landed accurately in front of Tang Li, and the crow feathers at the tail of the arrow were still trembling.

"Archbishop Townley." Standing on a large rock on the hillside, Jessica laughed heartily, "Tonight, for the safety of His Holiness the Pope, the gate will not be opened. Please go back."

"Captain Jieshka, I didn't miss the opportunity to close the door and forget to go back." Tang Li pushed away the two thugs who were blocking him and straightened his chest. "I'm here to eradicate evil!"

"The monarch of our great papal state is wise, the people are safe and sound, and the sea and rivers are peaceful. How could there be a traitor?" Jieshka stroked the long arrow in his hand carelessly. "Besides, the Saint Grandson is the Eye of God. How could there be a traitor who could deceive his eyes?"

Tang Li waved his hand righteously: "Your Majesty, the Holy Grandson, is of course very perceptive and has a high moral character, but there is a traitor among the common people, and that person is Madeleine. He used himself as bait to lure me out of the monastery just to cooperate with Your Majesty...

I mean, I pretend to welcome your majesty, but in fact I want to control the power of my great papal state. Please let me enter the monastery and help your majesty to eliminate traitors."

"Madeleine?" Jessica felt as if he had figured something out, but he still couldn't figure it out. "Madeleine didn't even enter the monastery."

"Jeska, let's not beat around the bush." ​​Tang Li couldn't help it, and the vicious temperament of a smuggler was revealed again. "If Madeleine hadn't gone in, would you have nothing to do but wait for me here in the middle of the night? And you have gathered so many guards."

"No, no, no." Jieshka explained quickly, "Someone informed me in advance that someone wanted to assassinate Your Majesty."

"You are slandering me!" Tang Li cursed, jumping up and down. "Your Majesty and I are as close as brothers, close friends and relatives... Wait, that person can't be Bunian next to you, right?"

Jeshka fell silent, sensing something bad was happening.

"You say you are not in league with Madeleine, but isn't his most trusted henchman with you?"

Seeing the lights suddenly light up in the monastery in the distance, Townley became very anxious. If Madeleine really took Horn out of the monastery, he would be completely passive.

"Get out of the way, or I'll really do it."

Jessica shouted helplessly: "Madeleine really didn't go there, I swear on the honor of my family!"

"move……"

"Do it!"

A loud shout came from behind Tang Li and his gang, and sixty or seventy farmers rushed out holding sticks, hoes, flails, and even tables, chairs, and pots.

"Yeah! It's an ambush, retreat quickly!"

"I'm bleeding all over the floor, help me! Help me!"

"We've fallen into a trap. Jeshka has kept us here just to kill us."

"Hold on, hold on, there aren't many of them." Townley shouted at the top of his lungs.

The incident happened suddenly. Before Townley and his group could react, Madeleine used a simple back charge and broke into the formation.

The sticks hit and the axes chopped wildly, and actually knocked down two or three unlucky guys.

Unfortunately, of the group led by Madeleine, only the first dozen or so people dared to attack, while the remaining fifty or so stood in the back row, either beating the air or waving pots and pans.

"Go in and rescue the emperor!"

"Your Holiness the Pope has a great reward!"

cried Madeleine anxiously.

When Tang Li saw Madeleine emerging from behind, and then looked at Jieshka standing in front with a pitchfork, he seemed to have figured everything out.

"All right, all right," Townley roared, "What great contributions have I made to the Papal States? Now that there is nothing left to be given, do I have to kill the prey and cook the hounds?

Everyone, fight your way out, fight your way into the Gulag Monastery, and go to His Majesty to ask for an explanation!"

After the initial panic, the fifty armed peasants began to reorganize their formation and fight back against Madeleine and others.

"Captain Deshka, what should we do?"

"Charge, kill them." Jeshka said gritting his teeth.

This misunderstanding cannot be resolved. If I stand idly by now, these armed peasants will come and kill me soon.

"Myrcella bless you, kill!"

"May the Holy Father bless me, kill!"

The Apostolic Guards had previously fought in groups, but this was the first time they had seen blood, and their nervousness turned into war cries that echoed throughout the night sky.

With not-so-coordinated steps, their faces flushed in the light of the torches, the guards quickly rushed towards the chaos in Tangli.

　p.s. There will be another chapter later. After I save some manuscripts over the weekend, I will be able to post two chapters at a time.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)