At this time, Ferdinand was constantly sending messengers to understand the situation of various ministries.

He wanted to retreat.

Although even now, he still believed that the enemy had determined the possible location of the trebuchet and placed a powerful magic trap. The so-called "Wrath of God" was just some kind of propaganda method.

But from a military perspective, it is obviously the most prudent attitude to err on the side of trust.

However, it is not easy to retreat in an orderly manner at this time. Under the current situation, some envoys can restore control of some troops and report back to the emperor, but more envoys cannot find the officers who control the troops.

Therefore, Ferdinand did not dare to immediately order the troops to retreat, but only asked them to report the situation.

The instinctive resistance of the Spanish army, initiated by highly qualified mid-level officers, allowed them to face the enemy's surprise attack. However, once the emperor sent a messenger to let some of the troops retreat, while the other part still did not understand the situation, it would greatly aggravate the chaos of the troops.

, catalyzing danger into disaster.

He can only hope that the troops will restore a certain organizational structure on their own and then retreat in an organized manner.

At the same time, Ferdinand could only send an envoy to learn about the situation, announce to his men that he was still alive, and ask them not to panic.

This kind of reorganization on the spot is very effective in resisting surprise attacks, but they still have to face artillery.

The reorganization process would take several hours even for the Spanish elite, which should not be enough for the early cannon to fire a second time.

However, relying on the knowledge that Ladislaus himself did not necessarily know clearly, the cannons of the Roman Church used high-quality bronze this time. In fact, "advanced" cannons were directly available, so within an hour, the artillery crew

They completed cleaning the gun barrel and fired it for the second time.

This was a decisive blow. After this round of heavy blows, anyone could realize that the so-called explanation of the enemy's magic trap was untrue.

Even the bravest Spanish officer began to waver after this blow. Could it be that God has really unleashed His power on us?

At this time, they began to retreat away from the city of Rome, but this time they no longer had any basic organization, and just fled southward in a crowded way.

Ferdinand knew something was wrong at this time. He ordered the flag officer to light more torches to show his presence to his subordinates, and sent Archangel Florentino to lead the war team to maintain order. At this time, he did not care about the chaos of the order.

Go up, seize as many troops as you want.

He shouted at the same time: "I am here. Your emperor is with you. Don't be afraid."

Although his attendants transmitted these shouts to the entire battlefield, his subordinates, whose minds were confused, obviously could not listen to these words, and they were still running around blindly.

Although the emperor is powerful, and his ancestors and gods are glorious, how can they compare with God?

Even the supervising team led by Florentino was actually divided. Although these emperor's guards were all sons of Spanish aristocratic families, they could no longer serve the emperor wholeheartedly at this time.

Even if they are afraid, they cannot deter others.

Therefore, although Florentino himself still shouted hard and killed several rebels who rushed towards the emperor Luan Jia, his efforts to restore order had little effect.

………..

"Now, Your Majesty, we can attack." The Pope and General Ferrucci were naturally delighted that the Spaniards did not escape the range, but regrouped on the spot.

After the gun crew reloaded and fired again, they all knew they had won the battle.

"Okay! Tonight is the time to perform the power of God. Whoever captures the emperor alive will be rewarded with a million talers, and for great achievements he will be crowned a duke!" Although the true choice of the pope was to capture him alive, in fact General Ferrucci knew that it would be best to kill Ferdinand.

Ferdinand's son was still far from adulthood. If he were killed, Spanish rule in Naples would inevitably be shaken, and all of Italy would be freed from the increasing pressure of the Habsburg family.

In the next twenty years, Spain would not be able to threaten the Roman Church. Ladislaus could not do anything alone. He was unable to deal with the Ottomans, let alone march into Italy again against the threat of France.

"After I attack, please continue to order the northern artillery crew to continue firing to stop their possible coordinated attacks." General Ferrucci was very excited. Maybe a brave warrior could be rewarded with a million talers, but the Duke's

The position actually belongs only to her and him.

The south gate of the city of Rome opened, and five thousand Roman troops launched an attack on the Spanish army, which far outnumbered them and was even more well-trained than them.

The two thousand Swiss Guards were the cornerstone of security for the entire city of Rome. They did not accompany the attack. Those who attacked were only third-rate troops.

As far as command is concerned, officers below General Ferrucci were unable to control their troops at night. Within five minutes of leaving the city, their organization was also in chaos.

These private soldiers of the Medici family and the Roman militia soon mixed together and just rushed towards the Spaniards indiscriminately.

After only running about a thousand meters in the dark, the order of the Roman army was almost the same as that of the Spaniards who had been shelled twice.

When the lines of troops come into contact, there is actually no organization on either side.

However, the Roman attack went very smoothly. Under the command of bishops and priests at all levels, these mobs screamed the name of God with the greatest strength in their lives, and then brandished their swords at the enemy in front of them.

Morale is also a decisive force on the battlefield.

This power can reverse the positions of sheep and jackals.

The Roman peasants who thought that Cyric was really by their side actually beat the Spanish professional murderer until he ran away howling like a sheep in ten minutes.

After all, the parents of these professional murderers were actually farmers, and they had been indoctrinated in the sanctity and inviolability of the city of Rome by their parents and family since childhood.

These memories can be covered up by the emperor's majesty and the military officers' recent repeated brainwashing, but when something incomprehensible happens, these profound memories gush out like spring water.

"I'm guilty, I'm guilty."

"God forgive me."

These Spaniards now had no doubt that the city of Rome was a holy city protected by the true God, and many people knelt down on the battlefield and begged for mercy.

There is a chance to be a prisoner, but not yet.

After daybreak, the Spaniards would have a chance to surrender.

In the dark, the Romans just killed as much as possible to vent the anger of the true elect pope against the Habsburg family's rampage in Italy.
Chapter completed!