Accompany Da Vinci's Super God Day

People are getting tense.

The indigenous peoples of La Spezia are quite mixed, and there are not a few people from Genoa.

More importantly, the Republic of Genoa has sent troops to attack the city.

This matter came in a hurry, so that people could vaguely guess that someone had expected to be captured early, and went directly to the north to ask for help earlier.

The city wall has not been completely repaired, but fortunately, checkpoints and defensive formations have been set up around it. These days, artillery and crossbows have blasted away several groups of people.

If the opponent came at a fast pace with light cavalry, they would directly open the city gate to fight against the ground. Although there were not many cavalry, the row after row of musketeers was enough to make this group of people who were bombarded turn their backs.

Horses, no matter how fast they run, are always creatures that are afraid of bright lights and the sound of explosions.

When the chaos broke out, some horses almost turned their heads and ran back regardless of the sharp pain of their spurs.

And the roar of the cannon is as powerful as thunder, obviously it can also cause the vibration to wander repeatedly in the valley.

Because of this, most of the cavalry were defeated, trying to rely on longbowmen and catapults to complete the siege.

The dilapidated city wall that had been bombarded would inevitably drop some brick and stone fragments, but its existence no longer had much influence.

As long as the binoculars can monitor the situation in all directions, and the ammunition in the city is sufficient, they can spend a year here.

It was really difficult for the soldiers to sleep in a state of high mental tension.

Right now, their city is actually well manned and there is no shortage of food and water, but there are too many dangerous factors inside and outside——

There will be intermittent and unstable sieges outside the city, and inside the city, beware of ordinary citizens who seem to be harmless.

After one or two soldiers were attacked and assassinated, all kinds of rumors and panic began in the barracks.

Some people commented that these are the ghosts who were killed by the bombing at night for revenge. Some people said that an alien killer organization had infiltrated this small city. Whoever had a Roman numeral notch on the head of the bed was the notorious countdown to death.

——It is definitely not a good thing for a soldier on a rest day not to be able to fall asleep immediately.

Heidi pondered for a long time, and repeatedly ordered the officers to quickly investigate and deal with these rumors and panic.

She knew that there would be such bloodshed and panic in the city, but it was not possible to save a war by assassination troops—it was more likely to be smoke bombs from the enemy.

The offensive outside the city continued to stabilize, and even the sentinels on guard said that there was nothing to worry about. The arrows of the besiegers flew into the air and could be blown into a corner.

... It is very likely that these rumors came from within the city.

Heidi asked her subordinates to check the specific whereabouts of the matter as soon as possible, and at the same time made a rather unexpected choice.

The expropriated Genoese citizens were thrown away with several books, and every day before going to bed, they were stared into the barracks to read.

When this decision was made, many people were stunned.

Those sergeants were originally a little afraid that there might be killers hiding here, and rumormongers were probably mixed among the Genoese.

——However, as soon as this trick came out, the whole world was clean.

They may read some popular and bloody knight novels with a look of embarrassment, or they may start to read "The Four Elements" and "Maternal and Child Health Encyclopedia" written by the lord himself with a sad face, and when the candle is not burned to the specified It is not allowed to leave the position.

"Oxygen exists so that a person can get it through breathing—"

"Women should be allowed to express pain and anger during childbirth. The punishment of Jesus and the original sin of God have long been recognized and eliminated in their hard work."

"The whole point of feeding a baby is..."

A group of rough men knew that the night watchman was patrolling outside the window with oil lamps, so they didn't dare to interrupt this long-winded and thought-consuming tirade, so they could only bite the bullet and listen to various theories related to postpartum care and mercury poisoning.

On the first page, the narrators and the offenders were still wary of each other, but this weird routine before going to bed later turned into a rather helpless and reasonable activity——

Often, the Genoese would read three or four lines with a strong accent, and the surrounding beds would start to emit loud snoring sounds one after another.

And over time, even a 13-year-old recruit can distinguish lead poisoning from liver poisoning.

The matter related to reading hypnosis was reported to Leonardo, which made him laugh for a long time and was out of breath.

This kind of thing - absolutely only Heidi can do it.

Mr. Leonardo, who was just in love, didn't have much time to cling to his lord, he was busy with more important things now - the design of the scythe carriage.

This is an idea he had recorded before, but because the horses were not enough before, coupled with the venue and various reasons, it has not been able to be realized.

Recently, another batch of defeated soldiers from Genoa fled. When counting the battlefield and spoils, they could still find a lot of sharp blades, bows and arrows.

Many horses ran away because of the fierce gunfire, and the knights were thrown into disgrace. After five or six days, someone found a large group of army horses eating grass and basking in the sun in a hidden place in the valley, and they didn't even remove their saddles. Down.

He improved the inverted L-shaped carriage used by the chariot shooter, installed long and hard fixed iron frames on the front and rear sides, and installed scimitar-like cross rollers in all four directions.

When the two horses are galloping, the chain will automatically push the knife wheel under the action of the wheel, making this car a meat grinder that can enter and exit the battlefield at will.

This design is really bold and direct. Although the old Mr. Fabio disliked his idea, he sharpened the blade sharp and thick when he turned around, and he also got a more cutting sawtooth.

"——this way even people's horses can be sawed." The old man commented truthfully: "Also, you have to pay more for this."

Da Vinci was so busy that his feet never touched the ground. In addition to ordnance design, he also had to take care of the restoration of the city wall and the design of the outer defensive fortress. He didn't have much time to see Heidi every day.

And often when he passed by, no matter whether he came early or late, there was always a long line of people sitting outside the lord's office. Even if he went in to report work, there were still many pairs of eyes staring behind him.

As soon as July arrives, summer nights are hot and dry.

Heidi delayed her sleep time because she was dealing with a lot of business in Milan. She was immersed in writing the reply when she suddenly heard familiar footsteps.

"Leo?" She pushed aside a reply letter and continued to look down at Atalanti's letter.

The output of the ranch in Milan has expanded a lot, and all the products are sold out as soon as they are put on the shelves, and they are mainly favored by foreign customers.

"This is today's progress report on the fortification." Leonardo put a few pieces of paper in front of her.

"Well, I'll see later." Heidi confirmed the profit of the oil paint workshop, and asked him to pay attention to the secrecy of the formula and hire enough guards when opening the third branch.

"This is today's analysis article on ammunition improvement." Leonardo put down another document: "And the drawings I drew myself."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." She turned to the last page and squinted at Atalanti's crookedly drawn family portrait.

That little girl is growing up quite fast, I heard that she can run around now?

"And I helped you extract the information about the situation in Venice." Da Vinci finally put down the last few sheets of paper, and still refused to leave.

She blinked and looked up at him: "You seem to have something else to say to me?"

"No." Leonardo was a little annoyed, but he answered very quickly.

"Really?" She shook the quill: "Then go back and rest first, see you tomorrow."

The man snorted, leaned over and quickly kissed the corner of her lips.

Before Heidi came back to his senses, he turned his head and walked away quickly without even saying good night.

"Stop." She suppressed a smile and said, "Come back."

Leonardo had already reached the door, but at this moment he turned his head and walked back slowly.

"You kissed crookedly." She nodded her lips, "You should kiss here."

The man blushed and leaned down, clumsily and earnestly gave her a deep kiss.

"Good night, my lord." He said hoarsely, "Stop pretending you can't see me."

She smiled and pinched his cheek, and said slowly, "I just want to see how long you can pretend."

The wind in the city finally died down.

Those rumors that grew wantonly like weeds seemed to be completely burned out by a fire, and there were no more mysterious news heard by humans.

In the final analysis, it was because those Genoese were frightened by being tortured.

There were a few spies and moles who were caught reading to the gangsters. Standing between the beds, it was as if they had been stripped of their fur and thrown into the pack of wolves. asthma.

If you don't read well, you will be reprimanded by the night watchman, and the candle will be refilled halfway.

——What did they find? !

——What kind of hint and intimidation is this? !

Every night and early in the morning, the spies stood among the snoring mercenaries and read "The Divine Comedy" and "The Decameron".

Outside the window is the night watchman who is elusive, and someone is holding a whip, ready to give them some pain at any time.

——If you really want to take advantage of the opportunity to assassinate, you may be forced to hold your head down and read ten dirty jokes before you even take out the dagger.

According to the meeting of the lord and various senior generals, they are expected to stay here for two months for recovery and preparation, and then they are expected to strengthen the control and drills of the army at this point in time.

At the end of August, when the weather is a little cooler, they will set off again to conquer the fatter prey-Genoa.

The weather was so hot that the officials hid in castles and churches to enjoy the shade, and the content of the meeting made people sleepy.

While listening to Heidi's explanation of the recent cessation of the war, some people quietly flipped through the "Ten Days Talk" to find the stories they didn't finish listening to last night.

At this point, Dejo walked in from the door, leaned over and whispered something in Heidi's ear.

"My lord, there is a young man who asked to see you outside the South City Gate, and also said that he should be hired as the chief advisor."

...sounds insane.

"How young?"

Could it be that Atalanti ran over with a beard and was mistaken by her?

"It looks only seventeen or eighteen years old, but the conversation is very weird."

Then it wasn't some old acquaintance who came to meddle in the war.

Although Heidi didn't want the meeting to be interrupted, she still asked, "What's his name?"

"A character I've never heard of," Dejo thought for a while and said, "Niccolò Machiavelli."

Heidi narrowed her eyes.

The last time she heard the surname, it was an adjective.

——and it was used to describe her.

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When the meeting was announced to be disbanded, Lord Luris Jino slammed the heads of the generals who were reading novels and sleeping a few times, inevitably howling twice.

"De Qiao, first arrange someone to check him for hidden weapons, and then bring him here."

Heidi rubbed her forehead and said, "Shoes, socks and sleeves must also be checked."

Dejo hurriedly left in response, leaving Luris by her side.

The female knight polished the new dagger inlaid with rubies, raised her eyebrows and said, "Don't tell me this is your illegitimate child."

"How come." Heidi took a sip of wine and said, "I've heard of this name before."

At the beginning, she was maliciously smeared and insulted by some media because of the frequency hopping technology.

In addition to all kinds of hype and false descriptions related to sex, "" is also used to describe her as a multi-faceted spy.

It refers to the behavioral tendency of individuals to use others to achieve personal goals.

The more obvious this tendency is, the stronger the egoism will be-as long as the purpose is right, the means can be used by all means.

Since it is very possible to meet anyone in this era, she has already begun to think about whether this person is the originator of these concepts.

Luris concentrated on wiping the sharp blade, while the ravens circled and croaked in the distance.

She waited for the arrival of a group of people, and unconsciously began to recall the past.

She was attacked by the media and some people as a 'multi-faceted spy'.

People seem unwilling to admit that a woman can "actively" and "effectively" influence the birth of the epoch-making technology of frequency hopping communication. Even if her manuscript is made public, she will definitely choose another more emotional/ Sexy rhetoric——

All this, and the patents and recognition she finally got in later life, should have belonged to her first ex-husband, a Nazi arms dealer.

People boast about how she wanders among men, using ambiguity and distance to obtain information like a veteran in the sympathy field, and she will never be as 'honest' and 'smart' as some people think.

It seems that the existence of women, besides squandering money on many luxuries, is at the mercy of men to control another part of men.

At the beginning, she wanted to do many things for the country, and even used her kiss to raise tens of millions of war bonds for the United States, but in the end she was scolded as a traitor to the United States.

Heidi collected herself, and repeated this harsh word in her heart with some self-mockery.

……

Whether she stays up day and night for science and peace, or faces the crowd with the greatest kindness and calmness, she is still described as a confused and old egoist in the end.

It seems that the technical patent book from the Navy is also a joke.

But in the end, when the BBC reporter came to interview, she still chose the same rhetoric in her heart.

People are irrational, illogical, and selfish.

Even so, you gotta love them.

If you do something good, others may accuse you of being selfish and having impure motives.Even so, you still have to do good.

Give the world your best, and you'll be hit hard;

Even so, give the world your best.

She knows who she is.

Even if thousands of people pointed at him, he never wavered.

Dejo knocked on the door and brought the boy in.

Heidi came back to her senses, took another sip of the wine, and looked up to see his face clearly.

Really only about 17 years old.

His clothes were shabby and smelly, and his hair, which seemed to have been done by himself, was disheveled and spiky.

On the contrary, those black eyes were shining brightly, as if he had a lot to say to her.

Heidi's eyes moved down slowly, noticing that the boy's shoes had been torn.

Not only were the soles worn to pieces, but even two toes were exposed.

...Why are these big boys getting worse one by one.

Heidi instinctively remembered Michelangelo who was eating pizza while crying under the roof, rubbed his forehead and said, "Say your name again."

"Niccolò Machiavelli."

"March," she asked, "where are you from?"

"Florence." The boy stood up straighter, even showing a bit of air on his dusty face.

"Come here alone? For what?"

"My lord—" he raised his voice and said, "I'm here to be the chief advisor."

Luris was originally concentrating on cleaning the dust in the crevices of the gold ornaments, but when she heard this sentence, she laughed outright.

Heidi didn't immediately deny him.

She could vaguely see that this big boy did not come here chasing the army all the way through mountains and rivers because of his stupid blood.

He seems to know what he needs.

"Sit down first." She motioned, "Give this guest some food."

When the boy sat down, the dirt on his sleeves made the table stained with black marks.

His eating habits were definitely not decent, even the residual juice in his bones could be wiped clean, and all the soup plates and meat plates were swept away, and there was no need to wash the dishes.

Luris was startled by the meal, and motioned to the attendant to bring him two more pots of meat.

March didn't refuse, he gnawed the beef leg meat, and didn't forget to throw the olives and green beans that were used as decorations into his mouth.

After he finished eating and burped for a long time, Heidi opened her mouth slowly.

"Tell me what you think of the world."

The big boy wiped his mouth and looked directly at her without any fear of the superior.

He exudes a detached temperament that does not match his age, as if he has already seen everything.

"I don't believe in the Bible." Machiavelli said in a deep voice, "I don't believe in God either."

Everyone in the arena showed very different expressions.

Luris smiled playfully and appreciatively, and the servants looked terrified, but Heidi didn't show any expression.

"continue."

"I think, according to the current situation, you should establish a sufficiently strong monarchy and rule the entire Holy Roman Empire." The boy's black eyes glowed coldly, showing the sharpness like a dagger: "However, the fragmented Holy Rome, also It's time to change your name."

Yes, the name it later had was called Italy.

Heidi took a deep breath, confirming that the conjecture in her heart was constantly confirmed.

She used to think that anyone she bumped into on the street might be an artist or writer living in Florence.

Now even if he goes on an expedition to the north with the army, there will still be legendary figures rushing here.

...This is probably the fate in the legend.

"Why did you think of looking for her?" Luris didn't trust the person in front of her very much, and asked, "How do you prove that you are not a spy sent by someone?"

The boy couldn't help but burped again - he was really full from eating.

"You're going to fight Genoa now, aren't you?"

Heidi didn't answer him.

Machiavelli glanced at her, and continued on his own: "I can predict this - within a month, the French letter of peace will be sent."

"Then?"

"But you can't agree." He said with emphasis: "This summation is a temptation. The French want to know your ambition and strength."

Heidi raised a faint smile: "How did you guess this? If it's just hearsay, we won't give you any job."

"I heard the battle report in Florence." Machiavelli scratched his head and said, "At first it was about the naval battle between Pisa and Lucca, and then rumors about the Devil's Cannon flew over."

"When I chased to Lucca, you had already left for three days. Obviously, you planned to take advantage of the time when the French army went south to capture a more favorable location - Genoa."

He spoke so fast that he couldn't even keep up with his breathing: "And I've heard a lot about your deeds."

He was originally from Florence, and he could hear many rumors about her even if he didn't leave home.

This lord is said to be a distant relative of the Medici family. He not only started to develop a variety of drugs, but also assisted the lord in capturing many cities and ports in the war with the Holy See. Retreat.

However, Milan's commercial trade suddenly prospered, and even Florence could buy gorgeous purple oil paint that made people stop.

He began to learn more and more eagerly about all things related to her.

Leaf mildew, penicillin, and most recently this war.

Who can spend a lot of money to organize such a huge army, the answer is self-evident.

He began to analyze the situation of the war and the political situation of the entire Apennine Peninsula. Even the financial situation of each city-state and the weakness of the lords could be easily obtained, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

Even if he doesn't have a map in his hand, he can accurately analyze many obstacles and assistance along the way, and he can even explain clearly what strategy should be used to attack Genoa.

——Like a born prophet and politician.

"If someone can unify the entire Holy Roman Empire," the boy said slowly, watching her word for word, "then this person can only be you, my lord."

And he followed her all the way here to realize his inner ambition.

Heidi played with the wine glass noncommittally, and did not respond to her immediately.

On the other hand, Dejo and Luris, who were next to him, were both stunned when they heard it. Obviously, they couldn't imagine that the boy was so young.

The way he speaks and thinks is more like a sophisticated and insightful old fox.

"Who is your teacher?" Dejo couldn't help asking: "Who taught you these things?"

The boy laughed.

"My family is impoverished, and everything is self-taught."