"Haha! Seguimi, avrai pane e vin! Reinhard, come and have bread and wine!"

"H?llenhund! Who is you fucking the sheep with you? Who are you? He actually brought these royal hunting dogs to block me?!..."

"…? Didn't I just say it? I, the famous Don Christopher Columbus, Admiral Castilla!"

Barcelona is pleasant in February, with green mountains extending to the Pyrenees mountains to the north. The nobles' estates and farmlands spread out in the suburbs, and the water wheels and water mills of the towns are swaying along the river. The shepherds of Aragon bring sheepdogs,

Drives flocks of Aragon sheep, raising a layer of dust in the distance. These cold-resistant lambs have good meat, and produce milk and hair. The sausage sheep among them are even more famous for the Peninsula!

However, when the shepherd turned the mountain road and saw the German mercenary group with nearly two hundred people in the distance, and saw the fancy armor and flags, he trembled instantly. He looked out from afar with fear and saw him holding up his head.

The large group of cavalrymen with the flag of Castile had their knees weak and their toes were no longer in control.

"Holy Mother! A bully who kills without blinking, meets a soldier who eats people and does not spit bones... Hurry! Run! My sheep, run quickly!..."

"Aoah!"

The shepherd turned around tremblingly, and the shepherd dog screamed. The flock of sheep in the distance was driven and quickly turned around and ran back. Alvaro, the captain of the royal cavalry, raised his eyebrows, looked north, and whispered a few instructions.

.Then, an elite royal cavalry clamped his horse's belly, ignored the nervously guarded Shenluo mercenaries holding spears, guns, bows and crossbows, and ran straight to the shepherd.

"Da da da..."

"Ah! Honor...descendant Knight Master!..."

The royal cavalry rushed over and stopped suddenly, showing amazing riding skills. The dust raised from the horse's hooves hit the shepherd's head and face, and made him kneel in horror.

"In the name of the Castile royal family, military funds will be recruited! Ten, twenty...these twenty-four sheep are left behind! Then, this is the money for you!"

"Ah? This...this money?...Master..."

The shepherd climbed two steps and counted the purse thrown by the "Knight Master" and counted only 8 silver coins and 20 copper coins. The twenty-four sheep were transported to the suburban market in Barcelona, ​​but at least they could be sold.

40 silver coins! However, he raised his head noddedly, trying to say something, but saw the "Knight Master" pressing his hand on the hilt of the sword and looking at him with a sneer.

"What? I think it's too little?"

"The merciful queen is protecting you, stupid Aragonese shepherd! If we weren't here today, you would have brought the sheep to the market and encountered these scumbag mercenaries, and you would still want to save the sheep? You would have to keep your life!"

"Ah! Yes...yes...praise the Queen, praise you, brave and capable of fucking... can fight Master Castile!..."

"Ha! If the Queen hadn't taught us kindness, hum... I wouldn't have your dog with me, get out with the money! Get out!..."

“…Yes! Yes!…”

The shepherd turned around and ran away. The shepherd behind him also clamped his tail and did not dare to scream again. The only sounds floating in the distance were Columbus's curse and the mercenary captain Reinhard's reprimand.

"Cazzo! Bastard, shit! Reinhard, you don't remember me? Me, Columbus! Go to the Great Navigator of Khitan! Three years ago, we met near Granada to the south! You still wanted to

I robbed me, and finally I was conquered by my charm and left in awe! We made an appointment at that time. If I come back from the East, you will follow me!..."

"What's the thing? The great navigator to the Khitan? Granada?...Oh! You are the idiot who rides a donkey and is shaking...Schweinehund!Mistkerl! What charm conquer? When did I make an appointment with you and want to hang out with you

?…Wait! You became a Castile noble? You…you really went to the Atlantic Ocean and found the Khitan and came back?"

"Hahahaha! Of course! I, the greatest great navigator, Columbus, accepted the invitation of Queen Isabella, led the Castile Navy deep into the Atlantic Ocean, and discovered India and Sipangu! And the Khitan, right in the West

To the west of Pangu!…”

"Haha! Just Lord, the gold in this world is always so dazzling! Even the King of Portugal, Joao II, was jealous of my unparalleled talent, my discovery that shocked the world of God, and imprisoned me for two years.

…”

"And the great and holy Queen Isabella, in order to reward me for discovering Sipangu India, in order to commend my unyielding in prison, I promoted me to the baron of the palace of Castile and named me Castile

Commander-in-chief of the Expeditionary Force!...I will command the huge fleet of 20 Calavell and Clark sailing ships, lead an expedition of 1,500 people to expedition the Sipangu Indies in the Atlantic Ocean, and conquer the East for the Castile royal family

Foolish natives!…”

Columbus rode on the horse, raised his head and laughed, and was very proud. For Columbus, the most enjoyable thing in life is to show amazing achievements in front of his old acquaintance who looked down on him, and to receive the previous decades.

The humiliation was slapped back in the face ten times a hundred times! At this moment, he was extremely confident, loudly introducing his sailing achievements and enjoying unparalleled comfort. And he led the royal cavalry and came all the way to recruit the other party.

, at least half of it, for the pleasure of this moment!

"Hahahaha! Reinhard, what's going on, I can't imagine it! Chi nasce povero puo morire ricco! Those who are born poor can die and be rich! As long as you follow me, accept the Queen's recruitment order and join Castile

Expeditionary Force... My status and glory today will also be your turn in the future!..."

As he said that, Columbus took out an exquisite pampering scroll from his arms and threw it to the mercenary captain Reinhard.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "Next! The Queen's Recruitment Order!"

"Ach, nein! Das gibt's doch nicht! No, that's impossible!!..."

Reinhard stared at the eyes, opened his mouth wide, and unbelievably unfolded the roll. He looked at the end of the roll for the first time and found that it was actually the signature of Queen Isabella, with the seal of the Castile royal family.

Then he read it carefully again and it was indeed "the registration document of the Castile royal family" or "the contract renewal of mercenaries."

As a mercenary group that participated in the jihad in the Kingdom of Moor, there was indeed one of the mercenary treaties he signed at that time, which was "the priority right to recruit the Kingdom of Castile."

Of course, the things agreed on paper are purely trash! The Kingdom of Castile still owes a lot of contract salary from the mercenary group, but it just drags it out! The mercenaries can still make sense to the kingdom army.

Can't it be? It's just to find opportunities to rob more, kill people and earn money, and make up for your own salary... For the mercenaries, this employment treaty is just a document to fight for their employers and obtain robbery permits.

"Zum Donnerwetter! It's so damn hell! The Kingdom of Castile is so poor that it's dying. After the jihad, it's been disbanded a bunch of mercenaries... Why did royal cavalry come over and find our German team?

Where is the mercenary group?…”

"H?llenhund! I understand! It must be this helldog riding a horse, this donkey-faced Columbus! It was him who brought these royal cavalrymen to capture me! If I had known that back then, I would have killed him with a big sword!

What kind of Atlantic Ocean is going to the expedition of Xipangu India? Are you stupid? Once you get on the boat and enter the sea, your life is not yours... God will not bless us Shenluo mercenaries, Castile

People will only treat us as cannon fodder..."

Reinhard looked gloomy and glanced at Columbus sitting on the horse's back, feeling aches of hatred. He looked at the royal cavalry teams with cold expressions and obviously old wars, each wearing strong breast armor.

, with a sprint spear, he is obviously not a good person. As long as these two cavalry charge forward and backward, his German mercenary group will be directly smashed.

"Damn it!..."

Reinhard had to grit his teeth, lower his head and look at the "recruitment documents" repeatedly, trying to find a mistake. Poor he was upright, the most unreasonable leader of the Shenluo mercenary team, and he actually wanted to try it today.

, reason with these kingdom cavalry...

"Ach, Gott! Date, date of this employment document!..."

Reinhard looked it over and over again before suddenly lifting the "hirement document". A smile suddenly appeared on his face, pointing to the date written on the employment document, and shouting fiercely.

"Testale! The date of this Castile employment document is late! Our German Mercenary Group has been hired by the Duke of Louis, Orleans in advance!..."

As he said that, Reinhard took out a "hire document" parchment from his arms and unfolded it in front of the shocked Columbus.

"The Duke of Orleans, the Kingdom of France, had sent someone to hire us half a month ago to participate in the Italian war of the King of Dharma! The powerful King of Dharma was invincible and had led an army of '100,000' to conquer the entire Northern Italy, conquering like lightning

Lombardy, Asti, Genova, Florence, Labaro, Livona, Pisa!... Even the Holy See had to bow your head and let the French army enter Rome... Now, the army of the French king is about to conquer the last one

Kingdom of Sicily!”
Chapter completed!