Harold looked around and saw that all the old brothers who followed him to conquer the world, loyal and loyal, would never betray him. He waved inward and signaled them to get closer. He lowered his voice and whispered his plan. This group of veterans who had been around for more than ten or twenty years. Although most of them didn't know a single word, they had a lot of experience in war.

After hearing what Harold said... he said "Oh~" and said that he understood. Then he flattered his boss. The mercenaries were lively for a long time, and then Harold assigned another task and repeatedly emphasized that no secrets should be leaked.

"But, since you have already thought of such a plan, why do you still have to write a letter to the Norman King of the coalition forces, saying that you are willing to offer the city?" another Valangi mercenary asked.

"Tsk, it's just a delaying plan." Harold snorted softly: "The dead eunuch made an excuse to restrain his corpse as a delaying plan. Who would believe such an idiotic excuse?

(At this time, Europeans had very little knowledge of plague and did not know that corpses gave birth to plagues) The other party agreed with the flow, probably because they wanted to take advantage of the situation to paralyze those idiotic Greeks.

Then I took the opportunity to raid and attack Naples. I couldn't rest assured. So I secretly agreed with him that I would offer the city in three days."

"So that's it. The boss is wise." The mercenaries were convinced and felt glad that they had such a cunning boss. At the same time, they were also secretly scared in their hearts, hoping that the boss would not use his cunning to deal with their own people and deduct their commissions in a variety of ways.

Three days passed in a flash. Narcis finally failed to make the Eastern Roman soldiers muster up the courage. Seeing the cleared suburbs, the dark red land, and the corpses of tens of thousands of Eastern Roman soldiers not far away, Narcis himself muttered in his heart. He thought to himself: If it doesn't work, he will take his confidant to flee to Sicily by boat, and Xu Tu will get up again.

On May 17, 1003 AD, at the morning of the morning, the 84,000 coalition forces, who had been resting for three days, were neatly dressed, and under the leadership of His Majesty King Egil, gradually approaching the city of Naples from east, south and north. Looking at the strict coalition soldiers, the morale of the Eastern Roman army became increasingly declining. At this moment, although reluctant, all Narcis could think of was Harold and the unreliable Varangi mercenaries under his command.

But these unreliable guys don't know why, and they haven't appeared yet.

"Damn, what happened to those bastards Valangi people?! Why haven't they come yet?!" As the coalition forces got closer, Nalcis' forehead was sweating and couldn't help but complain loudly.

"One general, general! It's not good!!" Just as Nalcis was worried about gains and losses, he sent the messenger to the Varangi army base to run towards the city wall on horseback, riding his horse and running up to the city wall in one breath.

"What's going on?!" Narcis asked hurriedly.

"Then, all of the Valangi people are gone! But there was a child there who said that the Valangi people gave him a Florinian gold coin and asked him to hand the letter to the Romans. When he said that we would go to him today, I brought the letter here." The messenger relieved and said this. At the same time, he sent a letter out of his pocket and handed it over.

"What's that guy's idea?" Narcis took the letter and before he could even take a look, he heard that at this moment, before Narcis could understand, another fast horse ran over from the west side, and the same messenger ran over.

"So what's wrong?" Nalcis asked.

"Water, a group of Valangi people snatched dozens of ships at the water, and the crew went out to sea!" "Have you escaped?! Those damn mercenaries! I knew they were unreliable!" Narcis cursed like this, and firmly confirmed that he quickly slipped over and ran to Sicilian cats to get up.

"Not only did they escape, they also burned all the remaining ships that could go to sea!" said the messenger who ran over from the dock.

"What?! You said they burned the boat?!" Narcis shouted as he pulled the messenger's collar.

"Yes, that's it..."

"Damn it! Those killed Valangi people! Are you going to force me to death?!" Narcis was dizzy and almost fell down.

At this time, the coalition forces had advanced enough distance. Egil drew his sword and shouted: "Soldiers! Look!! The city of Naples is ahead! It is the richest city in southern Italy! And the city is filled with Greek heresy who are despised and will enter hell after death!

Look at their cowardly appearance, and think about their proud and arrogant virtues in the past one by one!!" Egil shouted, "I! The leader of the entire Catholic world of King Norman! The guardian of the Catholic world, Egilsca de la Grimson promised you! After the city is broken, you can treat those heresy at will! You can do whatever you want! I will give you ten days to purify this city and kill all those who God considers to be able to act!" The murderous order to massacre the city was passed down by loudly voiced messengers riding fast horses. At the same time, on the east and south sides, King of France's Cerli and Duke of Charles of Burgundy also issued the same order to massacre the city. Only after completely eliminating Naples from the map can the entire southern Italy be fairly divided.

This is the final result of Egil and Hild talking about that day.

At this moment, after hearing the other party's clamor for massacre, he thought of all the sea ships being destroyed and Narcis suddenly seemed to have thought of something critical.

Looking at the letter that was still in his hand, in order to confirm what he was thinking, Narcis immediately opened the envelope and started reading as quickly as possible.

"To the damn eunuch Narcis, I wish you a long life." This seemingly unfriendly beginning was automatically ignored by Narcis.

"I guess when you saw this letter, I had already taken my subordinates to leave on a boat. Don't misunderstand that I was not escaping. I was going upstream and risking a great risk to go north and attacking the opponent's retreat along the sea route. Also, the method I mentioned is above. I burned all the ships and lost the room for escape. At the same time, I spread news in the city that the enemy would slaughter the city for three days after the city was broken. As the saying goes, put it to death and survive, the Eastern Roman soldiers will inevitably burst out with a hundred times of combat power in order to survive. Fight to resist the enemy's attacks to defend Naples. This is all my plan.

Also, remember, you owe me a favor and have 100,000 Florin gold coins.

Harold Haddara” Seeing this letter, Narcis understood Harold’s all so-called “plan…” This was to use the 30,000 Eastern Roman soldiers in the city, plus the 100,000 residents as bargaining chips. As long as there was something wrong with this plan, for example, the other party did not keep the agreement and attacked first, or the soldiers were not stabbed as Harold imagined, or the rumors spread by Harold did not believe it, and the soldiers did not believe it, as long as there was a slight mistake.

Then the whole of Naples will be over!

This is indeed nothing to do with Harold! As long as he can make a little gesture, he can go to a place where northern Italy is unprepared to burn, kill and loot, and then go back to Constantinople with a swagger and put the responsibility for defeat on his head.

He even fabricated some military achievements and asked Emperor Basil to reward him!

The more Narcis thought about it, he became more angry. Then he kneaded the Shara paper into a ball and threw it hard to the ground.

"I owe you a grandma!!!" Narcis shouted like this, then turned around immediately, shouting to his adjutant, Shigu and the messengers: "Okay! You see it!

The ship is gone! The retreat is gone! The enemy is going to massacre the city!!! Then you are still trying hard, waiting to die?!!!!!!!!! Send me the whole army, if you don’t want to die, I will fight to the death! If you can’t shoot the bow and arrow, you will die!” So ​​dozens of people ran away immediately, and used fear and despair to force out the fighting spirit of the Eastern Roman soldiers in exchange for enough combat power to defend the city.

The entire Naples exuded a breath of mourning soldiers bit by bit. The Eastern Roman soldiers were in despair and could only fight to the death...

At this moment, outside the city, because this incident broke out so suddenly. The Norman spies had no time to grasp the specific situation, and had no time to send out the information. In order to prevent the enemy from shooting down the pigeon, they obtained the information, except for using the code code word Piao Astronomy, the intelligence system lost its effect at this moment. The coalition forces, who did not know the changes in the city, still had great confidence in breaking the city.
Chapter completed!