"This night was so terrifying, fortunately..."

Bishop Francis rode on his horse, and the entire barracks were filled with fragments of burnt canvas tents. A smell of burnt meat floating in the air. He saw almost everyone, his face and hands full of black and gray.

Not far away, in the tent with the Red Cross, shrill screams came one after another. There were too many people hit by shell debris and burns, reaching more than 3,000 people. However, for the army of 50,000 people, this was not a great injury.

Of course, this does not include him. His clothes are still clean and his face is still white. It seems that he has just come from another world, but at this moment he is about to leave this world.

"Well, you guys sort out everything in the camp. Today is the time for the forward to cross the river. I have to go to the forward's camp! So after sorting out, pack up, but don't rush forward. If we can capture the river bank... no matter what, you will wait until my order!"

Bishop Bardoro was not as good as him. As a "companion", he was thrown here with these big-handed soldiers, and with the people he brought from Genoa, he worked with them to clean up the camp. Looking at Bishop Francis' clean and almost carefree figure, Bishop Bardoro violated the rules of the clergy and cursed quietly.

"This is a bastard!"

The voice was not small, and Bishop Francis almost heard it. However, he was a regular clergyman and did not have the same knowledge as Bishop Bardoro. Moreover, the stench in the camp at this moment made him feel unbearable. He was going to the forward's camp to achieve his great success.

"Cross the river today. As long as we successfully cross the river, we can build a stable bridgehead. In this way..."

Yes, yesterday one day, the forwards were collecting ships and some wood. Wooden rafts, and ships were their tools for crossing the river. As for building a floating bridge, he really didn't expect it for the time being.

The night before, the forward was surprisingly not disturbed. The entire camp was arranged in a regular and neat manner, so Bishop Francis who came here could even have a good meal. No matter how good he was, he was disturbed last night.

After dinner, I came to the dam and the water flow on the river more than 100 meters wide became smooth. After all, the water volume of the Po River is quite large. If the river channel is too narrow when crossing the river, it will be impacted by the water flow. Therefore, this ferry is built on a wide area of ​​the river surface, and there is another estuary opposite.

Bishop Francis was in vain, and the sun was still hot and dazzling in early autumn, and he and the officers of the forefront observed the river bank carefully.

"Sir, although we did not see any stone throwing machines or other dangers on the river bank, from the attack, I am afraid that the other party has been waiting for us at the ferry! Master Bishop, have we sent a small number of soldiers to cross the river to see what is going on there? You know if you don't understand the situation and go rashly..."

Bishop Francis seemed to hear some fear from the officer's words. It was also the weapons that attacked them not only had great lethality, but also showed indescribable weirdness.

"Yes, my child, on the battlefield, believes that everyone will be afraid of their own life, but we must also remember that expelling the pagan devils to defend Milan is also a task we must complete! So, my child, don't be afraid, the Lord of heaven will protect you!"

Bishop Francis's words made the officer blush a little. When he lowered his head, he found something from behind at the corner of his eyes. It was a team of carriages carrying light stone throwers and huge stone bullets. It can be seen that the stone bullets were carefully crafted and round stone bullets. It can be seen that this time, the church really invested enough money.

The officer's heart became more stable because of seeing these things. Of course, it was not because of the "instruction" of Bishop Francis. As a soldier, such a number of stone throwers would naturally suppress the archer who might attack when crossing the river.

Bishop Francis's eyes pretended to be inattentive and swept across the officer's face, and took his expression in his eyes. He knew that the stone thrower had solved his worries. However, he still agreed to the officer's request. After all, if he crossed the river rashly, it would not be a good thing for them.

With the order of the officer, several small boats carried some light-equipped archers to cross the river. The infantry guarding them in front had tower shields, and even if the other party attacked by the archers, they could still play a protective role.

The archers did not go to the ferry. They climbed up from the steep river bank with difficulty. They exposed their heads from the river bank and observed them in the distance.

As mentioned earlier, both sides of the Po River are completely broad plains. From the river bank, you can see a plain of a flat mountain. Just opposite the ferry, there was a team of heavily armored cavalry from Palermo. They were holding their cavalry and lances in their hands, as if waiting to fight against the enemy troops crossing the river.

As for the ambush formed by the Yulin Army and the Musket Battalion, they saw nothing. Of course, these two troops may not show up in this battle. According to Zhao Fubo's plan, he would suspend harassment of the opponent after eating the forward here, wait for them to cross the river, and slowly retreat to lure Milan's main force away from Milan City.

As for the army here, Zhao Fubo did not intend to release it back. Everyone should remember that he needs a lot of manpower, and the stronger the soldiers, the better. Whether he is a soldier or a slave to build a city in the future, it will be very good. For the Socotra Island Industrial Park, which urgently needs to expand the army and industrial production, manpower is a very valuable resource.

Therefore, in front of Zhao Fubo's camp, the cavalry lined up in a large group, and behind them was their camp with the camp standing on the tent. Behind the actual cavalry were the crossbows that had been deployed.

However, for the sake of the ambush behind, his Yulin Army and the Musketeers were not here. Of course, he didn't care at all if he had a crossbow's attack against the opponent's forward.

As for targets attacking the water surface, there are naturally observers on the hope tower in the camp, which have a distance-based viewing system to report more accurate targets. Both the observers and the gunners are a little nervous.

After all, this was their first time to conduct an indirect strike with a more precise precision. If the hit rate is not good, it would be a shame. Just then, Muke's voice sounded among them.
Chapter completed!