Conquer the Dawn of Heaven

Several people on horseback peeked into the road in the woods beside the road and looked towards the road.

The topography of this forest is quite high, so you can easily see the end of the road from here.

The costumes of these people are different. Some people show the host's coat of arms frankly, while others hide it and obviously don't want others to see it.

And even though they are together, they seem to be more or less distant from each other, and some even vaguely show hostility.

"Why haven't you come yet?" a person seemed to be impatient and asked a familiar friend.

"It can't be so fast. I heard that the Duke is going to bring the Madrid people to march towards Valladolid." The answerer glanced at him and straightened up and shook his head to his companion who kept visiting from a distance. "My house The master said this is a big deal, and it will certainly not be so casual."

"But did you say that you have already left Madrid," the person who asked the question before said impatiently. "Why didn't the duke only bring the army, how far can he go with a large group of civilians every day?"

Hearing his complaint, his companion just shrugged, and they didn’t know much about the noble lords. As for why the duke had to ask for trouble with a large group of ordinary civilians who seemed really useless, it was not. They need to care.

These people were sent by the nobles of Valaritod to listen to the news, because it was heard that the Duke of Rome Thesia has publicly announced his march into Valaritod. Some of them have begun to consider dealing with Ferdinand on the side. At the same time, is it time for one side to "welcome the king".

This seemingly double bet trick is not difficult for the nobles, and they believe that even Ferdinand knows what they are doing.

A faint smoke spread on the horizon in the distance, and these people immediately became agitated.

They knew that the change should be caused by a large number of teams, and as the news from the snooping, the Madrid team should have almost arrived.

Departing from Madrid, passing through the Segovia ferry, and then landed on the opposite bank towards Valaritod. Apart from the difficulty of crossing the river, the road was fairly calm along the way.

In the neighborhood called Blackpool Village, Alexander was ordered to preside over by the Bishop of Madrid to hold a short and solemn Requiem Mass.

Although the whole process was simplified a lot because it was on the march, it was filled with deep sorrow and heaviness.

As the cousin of the Prince of Castile and Juana, Alexander gave a brief speech after the Mass.

He didn't quote the Bible in large sections or review history, because it would make the civilians below completely ignorant because they don't understand.

He just asked angrily, "What is the reason for all this!"

Why would Juana abandon her throne and escape from Valaridod?

Why did she encounter such a sad fate?

Why have people almost never seen the Queen perform her duties since she became the throne?

And why would such bad luck befall his poor cousin?

One question after another resonated with the people of Madrid, and people responded loudly, followed by angry doubts.

Of course, in the face of such doubts, no one could answer their questions, so the anger that was ignited by the people ignited again.

"Go to Vallariddo!"

People began to shout, even some people who had only thought of the place where the queen was martyred were infected by this anger, and then roared loudly.

Alexander did not bring many troops out of Madrid. In addition to ensuring that he could still firmly control the troops left in the city after he left, Alexander also landed Gonzalo in Madrid.

The situation has developed to this way, and Alexander is still somewhat satisfied.

From the very beginning, he was not inclined to trigger a protracted war for the second throne in Castile, which would not only affect the future unification of Spain, but also give other countries the opportunity to intervene.

The kings of Portugal have always held illusions about dominating Iberia. Although Portugal has always been suppressed by Castile, they always want this strong neighbor to challenge whenever they have the opportunity.

This can be seen from the fact that Portugal actively intervened in the dispute between Isabella and Juana, and Manuel's ambitions were not inferior or even stronger than those of his predecessors.

This is also why Alexander did not hesitate to throw out the whole piece of fat in the New World to draw the attention of the Portuguese to the ocean. He needs enough time.

Castile must try to resolve the transition to the throne as peacefully as possible without being severely damaged. This is why he and Rusha have not marched to the north after their victory in the Battle of Seville.

This is of course because Gonzalo’s army was defeated, but its strength was dependent on it. This had to worry them, and they might be threatened with cutting off their retreat. More importantly, they were worried that it might cause Castilli. Yaren's disgust, and even triggered the whole people's resistance.

A prince who relies on foreign forces to try to seize power is always unpopular, so in the eyes of many people, the struggle between him and Ferdinand is just a pure struggle for power.

The nobles will decide which side to go to according to the situation, and ordinary people will stand by because they hate war.

Ferdinand undoubtedly has a lot of initiative because he has the advantage of orthodox inheritance, which is not what Alexander wants to see.

That's why he decided to venture northward alone.

But this seemingly risky move, in Alexander's opinion, is actually quite sure.

Because he knows what Gonzalo will choose in the end, and Gonzalo's decision directly affects the Madrid people.

Now it seems that everything is going well. Alexander did not bring too many troops. On the contrary, there were many more civilians who followed him into Valaritod, and this trend is gradually increasing.

Along the way, more and more people came to hear the news, and people who had received the news from many places joined the "Peaceful March into Valaritod" movement.

Soldiers and low-level knights, nobles and merchants in some places, and even whole groups of troops in some places joined them.

According to the public declaration issued by Alexander, this march was peaceful. They just wanted to ask for justice for the Queen's experience, like Barri Dodd. This made the march itself and the so-called rebellion and seizure of power clearly separated.

At least for civilians and many ordinary little nobles and knights.

This is an advance that is destined to be delayed for a long time. Although the road from Madrid to Valladolid is still smooth, this team has no discipline constraints, and it is because the team grows stronger as it moves forward. Stopped and stopped, so much longer than expected, the team came to the outskirts of Cuellar, a few dozen far away from Valaritod.

However, long before they arrived, the situation of this peaceful marching team was known to the nobles. At the same time, due to the changes in the city, the nobles of Valaritod, who had been vacillating, began to fight each other. Calculations.

Some people quietly sent people out of the city, they wanted to know how sure that the duke could become the new master of Valaritod.

Others, although unmoved on the surface, can pay close attention to the constantly changing situation.

Especially after the siege of the palace by civilians in Valaritod two days ago, the situation in Valaritod suddenly became tense.

No one can tell how the civilians suddenly appeared. They gathered to the palace from all directions. When the nobles who had to come forward first denied it, and then had to admit that the queen was indeed martyred, people began to cry for help. The murderer avenged the queen, and then it gradually became to ask Ferdinand to openly hand over power to the Castile royal family.

These demands shook the nobles in an instant. They realized that this gathering had changed from a simple mourning for the queen to a forced palace that could evolve into a riot at any time, so that the nobles who secretly liked it or not couldn't help but frightened.

They knew that once such a riot that was completely out of control and even bewildered by anger, once it happened, it would turn into a complete chaos. At that time, as aristocrats, none of them would be spared.

At this moment the nobles were united, and they began to mobilize the army to try to suppress the civilians who had become mobs in their eyes.

The situation in Valaritod suddenly became tense. The people were sad and at a loss, sad and hesitating. They didn't know who they should believe at this time, let alone whether they should stop there when the nobles made promises to them. Close hand.

It was at this time that the appearance of a group of heavily armed soldiers panicked the people who were at a loss. People did not know what was going to happen. Some people started to escape quietly, and the attitude of the originally kind nobles became tough. Up.

The people were quickly dispersed, and bloodshed was inevitable during this period, which caused greater panic and riots, but the nobles were at least relieved.

The situation seems to be under control, but the situation in the court is undergoing drastic changes.

The Castilian nobles began to put pressure on Ferdinand. Although they agreed and participated in the suppression of the people outside, this did not prevent them from taking this opportunity to prove their role to Ferdinand.

Even those nobles who had a close relationship with Ferdinand wisely chose silence at this time, or that silence is an attitude.

The Castilian nobles asked Ferdinand to publicly promise not to get involved in the Castilian crown.

This request completely angered Ferdinand. He reiterated that when Isabel died he had publicly expressed his support for his daughter Juana to become the Queen of Castile, which made him feel that if he made such a promise again, it would be for him. Insult.

The Castilian nobles obviously disagree with his statement. They think it is only his promise to Juana. With the death of Juana and his wife, everyone now faces the vacant throne of Castile. !

This is destined to be a battle in which neither side retreats. Ferdinand is guarding his final territory like a sleepy lion, and the nobles seem to have seen opportunities for hyenas, thinking about this from time to time. Those who dared to offend showed terrible fangs.

It doesn't really matter who will be the final winner in this argument, because they know that there is a stronger opponent approaching Vallaridold.

On August 9, the news finally came.

The Duke of Rome Thesia brought his people and a large number of people to Cuellar.

This so-called peaceful marching team set up a camp outside the city of Cuellar, and then the Duke sent someone from Cuellar to deliver the letter, hoping to get enough supplies from the local area so that they can continue to advance.

The city of Cuellar first closed its gates to deny the entrance of the Duke’s messenger, but soon the city gates opened again, and then the provisional government composed of local noble soldiers and merchants announced that Cuellar welcomed the Duke of Rometesia 's arrival

However, the Duke did not enter the city. He told the officials who went to the camp to greet him that he "will be with his people." This greeted the crowd who was watching at that time and there was another passionate cheer.

Then, the Duke did what he said. After declining the kindness of the envoy of Cuellar, he had a meal with the little nobles and landlords who joined along the way. It was not rich, but it had enough meaning. Dinner.

When the night wind blows, bonfires have been lit in the camp.

From a distance, the little bonfire in the field and the stars in the first clear night sky reflect each other.

Alexander walked slowly in the messy camp surrounded by a group of nobles and soldiers.

Although it was late, many people recognized him.

As a result, more and more people gathered around. People cheered towards Alexander despite the obstacles of the soldiers and nobles. Some people even sang hymns loudly in the distance.

"The Lord chosen by God,

The embodiment of glory and piety,

The authority granted by God,

The orthodoxy of eternal life,

..."

Before they knew it, people began to sing along. The song drifted into the distance in the night sky, and drifted into the night, standing on the wall, watching the suburbs like the nobles of Cuellar who set off in the starry camp. Ears.

That night, someone quietly left the city of Cuellar and rushed towards Vallitod.

They want to explain everything they see to those who are desperately wanting to know what is happening here.

In the house on Old School Street, the young Moor was squinting and watching the younger Alonso painting.

Alonso couldn't help feeling a little nervous because of being stared at.

He glanced at Uliu, who had a bandage on his right arm, and moved his lips to say something.

But before he could speak, Uliu had already raised his left hand and shook him.

"Don't worry, I won't make any comments on your paintings. In fact, I am a servant, so you don't need to care about my opinion."

Alonso groaned in his throat, but said nothing.

He could not forget the panic on his face when his father fled back, and he could not forget the panic on his face when he saw Uliu who followed in.

The young Moor seemed to talk very well, but the old Beiruget had quietly told his family that from now on, no one was allowed to provoke the Moor.

There was a faint knock on the door downstairs, and Alonso quietly looked down the railing, and saw his mother carefully open the door, and then two people rushed in.

Uliu immediately went downstairs, and after a few whispered conversations with the two men, he walked upstairs alone.

What surprised Alonso was that he saw the rare worry on Uliu’s face, which made him a little surprised. In his impression, this Moor always smiled and seemed to never know anything. Called worry.

So he was like this, and Alonso couldn't help but guess that something big must have happened.

Sure enough, Uliu who returned upstairs seemed to lose the mood to continue watching his paintings. He looked out of the window anxiously, and Alonso could clearly feel the worry in his heart.

Alonso put down his paintbrush, he hesitated and asked in a low voice, "Did something happen?"

"Yes," Uliu didn't hide it. He looked at the young painter. "There is a message that must be sent out, otherwise someone will be very dangerous, but I can't leave Vallitod right now. I'm thinking about someone who can help. I."

"The person you are talking about is the Duke of Rometesia?" Alonso asked. Seeing Alexander looked over, Alonso said, "It seems that Lord Normezi also worked for that Duke, right?"

Uliu nodded silently. He was now thinking about how to send the news as soon as possible, and he himself, as he said, should not leave Vallitod at such an important time.

"Perhaps," Alonso hesitated and whispered, "My father can do this," he said and added quickly, "He won't tell the truth, is our whole family here?"

Uliwu looked at Alonso in silence for a while, then patted him on the shoulder: "Learn to paint, I believe you will become a great court painter in the future."

Towards the evening, a man hurriedly passed the checkpoint at the gate of the city and hurried out of the city. He offered a reward for a very strong donkey. He suddenly heard that something urgent had happened at his brother's house outside the city. He had to stay overnight. Anxious to get out of town.

The guard just checked it randomly and let it go.

Speaking of the terrible incident that happened on the first day, too many people have been frightened, so it is normal to want to escape to the city as quickly as possible.

For Ferdinand, he didn't care how many people fled from Valaritod. The only thing he wanted to do now was how to stop Alexander, and then simply eliminate the enemy that has now become his greatest threat.

Gombray has left Madrid.

The Duke of Rome Thesia is leading people to the ferry of Segovia.

Lord Joel Modillo is camping with his followers outside Cuellar.

Prince Astamara is heading towards the capital of the kingdom!

The increasingly bad news made Ferdinand realize that he could no longer hesitate. Although the next decision he made may cause greater turmoil, as long as the Gombray can be eliminated, everything is worth it. of.

An army left Valaritod overnight. This army was composed of most of the Aragonese and Catalans. Although the number was not large, it was rather powerful. The purpose was to kill the Rome. Duke of Thesia!

These people had already gotten a lot of money before they left Valaritod, and Ferdinand might promise that as long as they succeed, they can get double the reward.

This excites these soldiers. They have heard that although the Duke’s team is large in number, most of them are ordinary civilians.

For these experienced soldiers with vicious methods, it is like facing a group of sheep without any threat.

The team set off overnight, and they moved quickly south along the road to Cuellar.

Because according to Ferdinand, he didn't want to hear the news that Gombre would continue westward, especially he didn't want to hear that he appeared in Torresillas, which symbolized his entry into the Valliriddo region.

Therefore, those people must completely solve him before his team enters the Vallitod area.

The team moved forward quickly, and because of the bounty, even those Catalans who were sturdy, but always loose, became diligent.

They and the Aragonese, chasing after me, keep running.

What only disappointed them was that when they finally arrived at Torrecillas at dawn, they heard that the team of the Duke of Rometesia had also arrived near Torrecillas.

The intercepted team immediately made a decision.

When they determined that the Duke of Rometesia would not enter Torrecillas, they decided to intercept the Duke's team on the road not far from Torrecillas.

The heavy cavalry with heavy armor and spears is in front, and the light cavalry is on both sides. This team simply arranges the formation and waits for the prey like hunters.

When the first ray of sunlight emerged from the horizon in the early morning, a patch of shadows appeared at the end of the road in the distance. Those shadows were gradually elongated by the sun rising behind them, and from the beginning they became sparse and dense.

The sunlight and the blowing smoke were mixed together to transform the strange color of the morning, and the slowly walking team seemed to emerge from this color.

Those who walked in the front also saw the army on the road, which immediately caused a wave of anxiety.

The team's pace gradually slowed down, and finally stopped when there was still some distance from the army.

Alexander urged the horse forward, seeming to feel the same tense atmosphere, and the horse alternately pedaled all four hooves uneasy.

"I am the Duke of Rometesia," Alexander said loudly to the opposite team, "I want you to clear the way."

"I'm sorry, Duke, your people can only come here," someone in the army replied loudly. "As for you, we are instructed to invite you to Valaritod."

Alexander didn't answer right away, he groaned a little while riding on the horse, and then let out a chuckle.

"I think you have made a mistake. In front of you is the future King of Castile!"

Alexander’s voice suddenly sounded ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ As he pulled out a riding gun from the holster beside the saddle, the muzzle pulled the trigger to the sky, a loud gunshot broke the depressed atmosphere.

Suddenly, there was a faint vibration on the ground, and the experienced soldiers immediately judged that this was a cavalry brigade rushing fast.

Soon, from the back of the marching team, on the left, on the right, and not far from the city of Torrecillas, which was always quiet, a team of cavalry rushed in.

What surprised the interceptors was that the banners held by these cavalry were so complex and diverse.

Looking at some familiar and some unfamiliar clan emblems, the interception team knew that they could no longer complete the task assigned to them by Ferdinand.

Because of that, it would mean fighting against almost all the nobles of Castile.

They turned their horses around and hurried away, and behind them, watching the embarrassed escape team, Alexander raised a banner that someone had already prepared for him.

"I'm here, Barry Dodd!"