Chapter 1520 Shinra Mercenaries, Thick and Hard! Zh! Hart

Chapter 1520 Shinra mercenaries are thick and hard! Zh! Hart!

"Aha! Heilige Scheie, holy shit! Who is going to the sea, handing over his life to the sea, to find some bullshit Indian Sipangu? Our mercenary group is going to Northern Italy! The city-states there are where the rich are. Oil, gold and silver are everywhere, milk and honey are everywhere, use our great swords to get them!”

"Diamine! Reinhard, what are you talking about?! Genova in northern Italy is my hometown! When did the French army capture northern Italy? There are so many city-states, such powerful Lombardy, Florence and Did Pisa surrender? And what are the most powerful Venetians doing?…"

"Haha! The Italian city-states are weak! They are so absorbed in art and drama that they only know about pleasure and indulgence, and even their knees are so weak! As soon as the French cavalry regiment arrived, they fired their lances, and the northern Italian city-states along the way, They all surrendered, not even a single person who resisted to the end, not a single hard-headed one! These weaklings in the city-state! When our mercenary group arrives in Italy, let them take a good look at who dares to fight and kill. German tough guy!…”

The mercenary captain Reinhard laughed loudly and held up the employment document of the French King, just like holding the "Andvari's Ring of Wealth" in Germanic mythology. He let out a long breath, glanced at Columbus who was suppressed by his momentum, and grinned fiercely.

"Mein Schwert ist nicht das Einzige, was scharf ist! Our big swords are not the only sharp things! When we get to Northern Italy, we German men will show those weak city-states what is the barbarity of burning, killing and looting. Those who are beheaded in battle are so tough, what are the thick and tough ones of Shinra mercenaries! If they don’t burn Northern Italy to ashes, and if they don’t burn those moneylenders into torches, wouldn’t they be ruining such a rich place that is so easy to plunder? "

Speaking of the wealth of Italy, the mercenary captain Reinhard's face was filled with emotions, including endless greed for wealth and deep-seated hatred for the people of these city-states!

Five years ago, in 1490, the most serious drought in thirty years broke out in the Holy Roman Empire. Food production in various countries in North Germany was severely reduced, and farmers starved to death everywhere. Three years ago, in 1492, southern Germany and Alsace experienced extremely cold winter and spring. The spring frost caused wheat harvest failure, and even no harvest in many areas. Last year in 1494, there was another major flood on the Rhine River. A large amount of farmland in Bavaria and the Rhineland was destroyed. The fields were even salinized and there was no harvest at all!

The vast Holy Roman Empire, with dozens of states and hundreds of states, has experienced severe natural disasters for five consecutive years, and there is simply not enough food to eat! And under such a natural disaster, what is the Holy See in Italy doing? The Holy See is still extravagant, squeezing the HRE countries to death!

The Holy See of God did not provide any relief at all. Instead, it took advantage of the great famine to sell indulgences until they were so high! Ordinary HRE civilians were so poor that they were hungry. Even nobles like Reinhard had to leave their hometown with their ancestral swords and go to the Iberian Peninsula to earn a living as mercenaries.

And when the Germans were so impoverished that they sold their children and daughters, what were the wealthy Italians doing? Italians are reviving literature and art and enjoying a prosperous life. In Italian city-states, goods are abundant and food is cheap. Nobles study humanities and arts, sculptures and paintings, businessmen travel around, lending money to various countries for the church, and even common people can listen to plays and discuss newly published literature! …

This extreme wealth contrast and extreme social gap have long made the Shinra mercenaries who traveled around and gradually saw all this become resentful! As a knowledgeable mercenary captain, Reinhard has already regarded the blood-sucking leech of the Holy See and the greedy rat-like Italian businessmen as the cause of poverty and hunger in the HRE countries! The wealth of the HRE countries was sucked away by the Italians, in the name of the Lord or the loan contract!

"Schweinehund! These damn Italian businessmen! Sooner or later we will behead them all and hang them on crosses!..."

Of course, no matter how shallow their faith is, Reinhard and the mercenaries still dare not offend the Holy See, which is shrouded in the halo of God. But for other Italian city-states and those loan merchants, they have long been hungry for the big swords in their hands...

And right now, tens of thousands of French troops, Swiss mercenaries, and HRE mercenaries who followed the French King southward were all looting, burning and killing wantonly on the Italian peninsula! Burn this place where the "Renaissance" arose into a "blazing torch" and completely burn the wealth and future of the Italian city-states!

"Ahaha! Our German mercenary group is going to rich Italy to make a fortune from city-state people!..."

"Cazzo! Damn it! Damn the French, damn the French army!... Reinhard, how dare you join the French side and go to plunder northern Italy? I... I will fucking kill you!..."

Columbus became furious and drew his noble sword. Reinhard raised the corner of his mouth, held the knight's sword in front of him, and sneered with a murderous aura.

"Oh? Columbus, do you want to duel with me?!..."

"Me! I...determine...determine"

Columbus was furious, and he was furious again, but he couldn't say the words of duel. After a moment, he gritted his teeth, released his "big move", and revealed his last trump card... "Call someone!" He turned around and shouted to the captain of the Castilian cavalry who was waiting in armor.

"Queen, respected Knight Alvaro! This group of Shinra mercenaries did not obey the Queen's call for conscription!..."

"..."

"Da Da Da."

Alvaro drew out the knight's lance, grabbed the reins with one hand, and slowly walked out of the cavalry. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Reinhard, with the lance vaguely pointing at him. Reinhard's face froze, and his expression became tense again. After a few breaths of confrontation, he solemnly took two steps forward, bowed his head and saluted, and raised the French mercenary document in his hand.

"God is your witness! Respected Knight of Castile... We, the German Mercenary Group, have been hired by the Kingdom of France. I'm really sorry that we can no longer serve the Royal Family of Castile! This is our document..."

"Da Da Da!"

"Crack!"

Alvaro suddenly accelerated forward, thrust out his knight's lance like lightning, and directly picked up the unfolded parchment from the retreating Reinhard's hand! And if this spear was moved down half an arm, Reinhard's head would be strung up!

Then, Alvaro stared coldly at Reinhard, looking at the mercenary captain with an extremely ugly expression, and threatened in a low voice.

"The great Queen Isabella asked us to come and recruit your German mercenary group! I don't care about the employment of Duke Louis of Orleans, I am only loyal to the queen!"

"Pocas palabras, pero muchas lanzas! Castilian knights don't talk nonsense, they only use lances to win! You either follow me and obey the queen's call. Or disobey the queen's order, become a rebel in the kingdom, and accept our crusade!..."

Alvaro coldly said harsh words, and there was no tolerance for these Shinra mercenaries who believed in money and force. The two hundred royal cavalrymen behind him also "swish" drew out their cavalry lances. In such a flat terrain, in this unfortified environment, facing the lance charge of two royal cavalry teams? The result is undoubtedly completely destructive! Even the Shinra mercenaries who have been in battle for a long time are now pale and sweaty on their foreheads.

"God is my witness! You mercenaries, do you see those sheep? As long as you obey the call, these sheep will be your dinner, and everyone can have a good meal of mutton and be full! If you don't obey the call, we will kill you first, then cut off your lower body and feed it to the sheep! Let your soul merge with the sheep!..."

"Also, I'll tell you one more thing! The Aragonese garrison in the Pyrenees has blocked the road and no one is allowed to go north to France. The port of Barcelona has also stopped shipping, and the city defense army is searching for spies, especially those with French backgrounds... You, the Shinra mercenaries who have surrendered to the French, can't leave Aragon at all. Once you are hostile to us, you will only fall into hell!"

Please...collect 6...books...!

"!..."

Hearing such a terrible threat, the Shinra mercenaries trembled all over, and fear was visible on their faces. They did not doubt the threat of the Castilians, because on the Moorish battlefield, the Crusades treated the Moors in this way. Now, life or death depends entirely on the captain's reply...

"Captain Hard! What should we do?"

"Boss! We can't win!"

"Lord! Is the Kingdom of Aragon going to declare war on the Kingdom of France?"

"..."

Mercenary captain Reinhard clenched his sword, looked at the uneasy and fearful Shinra mercenaries behind him, and then looked at the Castilian cavalry in front of him who were charging. After a long while, he sighed heavily, dropped the sword in his hand, knelt down in front of Columbus and Alvaro, and bowed his head to admit defeat.

"Merciful Lord! Reinhard von Ritter, I am willing to lead the German mercenary group of 200 veterans to serve the holy Queen Isabella, join the expeditionary force to the ancient Indians of Sipangu, and accept the call of the Castilian royal family!..."