Chapter 6 Chapter Six

On the tenth night of the siege, someone approached, but Jia Boye could not recognize who it was. Gabriel covered the sky above the inner courtyard, sifting through the sparse and weak light, and could only vaguely glimpse the figure of the person coming, and that person had a ridiculously large head.He moved forward carefully, trying not to step on the fallen Panamanian slaves, who didn't even care about the litter.Dirty mess and stench can be seen everywhere here, people who haven't eaten for many days can even smell the smell of death.Hunger hardened their stomachs and hardened their hearts.Like everyone else, Jia Boye cursed the discomfort of turning his stomach and intestines. This feeling reminded him every second that the last bite of meat came from the horse with its pigtails, and that was already five days ago. up.

When the man got closer and closer, Jia Boye noticed that he was wearing a high helmet with colorful feathers under his armpit, and there were large bloodstains on the tights on his upper body.As for the swollen head, it should be because of the bandages. The whole head only sees a pair of proud eyes, a hooked nose, and slightly parted lips. "Mr. Jia Boye!" His voice was so low that he could barely hear it.Jia Boye was still sitting on the barrel that was used as a sofa, and nodded his head as a greeting: "Mr. Juan, what wind brought you here! Look, you can get out of bed now. Brother Bartholomew bandaged you well and thickly, so you won't be afraid of any more stones."

Juan Pizarro tensed up at the sarcastic greeting, his eyes burning with anger.They looked at each other for a long time, Jia Boye didn't even blink his eyelids.Instead, Juan raised his right hand and said calmly: "Mr. Jia Boye, I'm here to make peace with you." He muttered in an extremely awkward tone. Seeing that Jia Boye didn't react at all, Juan said intermittently: "I know the reason why you want to assassinate Gonzalo...and I won't blame you...Mr. Jia Boye, originally, falling in love with a woman is not a big deal to me...but my wife came so miraculously In my life, you know that too...and I, love her so much, it's as if God Himself betrothed her to me...My gentle Yin Qi often talks to me about her best friend...that is yours ...That one, I was almost molested by my brother...Speaking of which, Gonzalo is sometimes too impulsive and thoughtless."

Jia Boye compared gently, interrupting Juan's embarrassing confession: "My lord, don't scare me!" He said with a begging tone, "I still can't let go of what your brother has done. I'm afraid I'll get another chance next time, whether it's my emotions or my I am so proud that I will not let him go easily..." "In this case, I will stand in your way, because both my emotions and my pride will tell me to do it. No matter how wrong Gonzalo is, he is my brother after all, and I love him... and, It may surprise you that my brother loves me just as desperately, but sometimes I worry about him because I seem to be the only one who can hold him back from his descent into the devil's abyss."

"Fortunately, there are angels holding him back!" Juan wanted to go on, but a burst of unbearable pain distorted his face.Then he said with sarcasm and sarcasm: "Mr. Jia Boye, that's fine. If you insist on killing him, let me block it for him. I'm afraid I can't think of any other better way right now?" Jia Boye just made a "forget it" gesture as a response.But this time, it was Juan's squeezed and deformed mouth that moved strangely, as if trying to force a smile. "Now let's think about our current situation." Juan continued, and at the same time moved closer so that Jia Boye could hear his words clearly, "I made peace with you, in order to be able to fight this tough battle together... Enando It has been decided that we will fight side by side and attack that castle. This is also your suggestion...Although I am currently injured, Enando still named me a general and lead the officers under him...I will lead everyone in this battle Charge into battle!"

"Great." Jia Boye agreed, "but please don't make the same mistakes as our warlord, and don't underestimate the enemy. I know their general is called Vera Omar, who is smart and tenacious. Especially him Swearing to the death to kill all of us, this belief gives him a lot of strength. Mr. Juan, don't take chances and think that he has some weaknesses. Even if his arms are cut off by you, those two I can even wrestle with you with my arms!" Juan tried his best to speak his mind, despite the difficulty of opening and closing his jaw under the bandage.Jia Boye noticed that in the cool evening wind, beads of sweat were dripping on his forehead:

"Mr. Jia Boye, I didn't take chances... That's why I found you. You have energy that I don't have... Therefore, if I fail, I hope you can lead everyone instead of me." Juan seemed to want to let Jia Boye understand what he meant, and suddenly pushed the high-topped helmet into Jia Boye's hand. "I wish this iconic helmet could be worn on your head... I couldn't wear it because I was injured. And if you have this helmet with plumes, then the soldiers will know Where are you going?" "Mr. Juan, you think highly of me! I'm really not used to it at all. Are you sure that your two brothers agree with you?"

Juan barely raised his painful head to meet Jia Boye's sly gaze.The next words that came out of his mouth were almost inaudible: "I've already told you that I'm here to make peace...and to appoint my generals..." He paused, and then said: "Mr. Jia Boye, our countrymen want you to join! Some people believe that God sent you, and believe that the Virgin Mary guards you... Others think that God has nothing to do with all this, but they think you got it from the Indians. Magic...your performance that night left a deep impression on their hearts..." "In the name of all the saints, how can you believe these supernatural claims?"

"I saw it with my own eyes like they did...but not what everyone saw yesterday...but from Tumbes Beach when we first arrived...you wouldn't have survived that day." Jia Boye responded with a sneer: "I don't care if God appointed me or not, this is just a glimpse of my life... As for your guess, I don't think it's anything, the Incas are just like you or me, they are living people, with high There are also short, physically and mentally traumatized, and it's all because of our relationship." "It doesn't matter if it's God's will or it's possessed by the devil?" Juan became angry, his breath short and rapid, "The fact is that our compatriots respect and fear you, and think you can Seek good luck and avoid bad luck...they all feel that without you, we can't win!"

"Yesterday they still thought it was because of me that they lost everything!" "Mr. Jia Boye, do you accept my invitation?" "If I say no, then prison is waiting for me, isn't it?" "I'm here to make peace with you, not to threaten you." Jia Boye carefully put the high-topped helmet on the wine barrel, played with the bright red feathers on the high-topped helmet intentionally or unintentionally, and then asked: "How do you plan to break into the castle?" Juan cleared his throat and closed his eyes.It took Jia Boye a while to realize that he was laughing.

"Of course in the way you think is best!" Jia Boye laughed, almost like an accomplice, and kicked the ground with the heel of his boots, kicking up dust. "As far as I'm concerned, we were able to swindle the victory. Convince Vila Umar and his generals that we were ready to flee..." He represented the castle by a small mound of earth, and circled it with the heel of his boot. "This is the Camonga Pass, located in the northwest, between the city and the castle. To get there, you have to climb over the mountain, which is extremely difficult. Because it is a typical canyon. The Incas will definitely kill us .However, if we can manage it, we can break through their defenses and go around the back of the castle. There are several doors there, and it should be easy to get in." "Therefore we shall..." "Mr. Juan, don't think too much! I can't change magic. The chance of winning is even smaller than the chance of us starving to death now!" "As far as the eye can see, there will be no feast tonight... so we will have more time to pray!" Looking at Juan Pizarro's heavy and chaotic footsteps when he left, Jia Boye was extremely confused in his heart.He had just accepted the invitation, without any real discussion. (Actually, deep down in his heart, he was as afraid of this fact as anyone else—he was invulnerable.) And he forgot to teach his hateful enemy openly. However, he has no regrets. Even, he felt very happy. The belly of the sky was getting white, and the Inca soldiers shouted non-stop like every night. Fifty cavalrymen bowed their knees under the watchful eyes of hundreds of Chachapoya and Canari mercenaries. Bartolomeo walked on the Among the tight ranks, he blessed the soldiers going out with the hand with his fingers connected. Juan's head was wrapped with a clean cloth, his chest and knee pads tightly wrapped his chest and legs, and he received the monk's prayers devoutly.Beside Juan, Gonzalo had a sullen face, his thick hair hanging down on his iron shoulder guards studded with raised gold carvings, and he opened his mouth in a forced prayer. A little further back, there was Enando standing in front of the infantry.In the future, only infantry can be used to garrison the camp.Enando looked around at the departure ceremony, and muttered involuntarily.He was the first to notice that Jia Boye had arrived at the entrance of the courtyard, followed by his white horse quietly.His left hand had slipped into and gripped the buckler, and his right held the scarlet-feathered visor against his double-leather ironcloth. Anando didn't even blink his eyes, but Gonzalo turned blue and prayed intermittently.Gonzalo's pupils dilated more and more, and his mouth stopped moving when he said the Our Father.Jia Boye thought he was going to get up.But Anando watched his brother menacingly with eager eyes.At this point, the prayers were over, and everyone went to fetch their horses.The cavalry turned their attention to Jia Boye.Some people nodded to Jia Boye in greeting, and some made the sign of the cross again.Even though everyone had pulled up the reins and prepared to go out, no one dared to approach him. When Enando helped Juan climb up the castrated horse, Gonzalo seemed to be forgotten, ready to go on his own. Jia Boye put on a high-top helmet and tied the hat strap tightly around his chin. "My friend, you were also included in my prayer just now! Although you thought no one would notice, I did see that you were also praying!" "You must not make it public! It will damage my reputation! Brother Bartholomew, anyway, you should be happy for me. Didn't you once tell me that you don't have to bow your knees to pray?" Brother Bartholomew placed the wooden cross on Jaberye's chest.He was exhausted, his eyes were almost sunken in their sockets, and his face was so thin that only his skin and bones remained. He looked ten years older than his actual age. "Be careful yourself, pay attention to the front, and also pay attention to the rear." Bartolomeo whispered, "Gonzalo was mad when he heard that Juan asked you to join. Don't offend him again." "Don't worry, I have always been recognized as protected and invulnerable, even God protects me!" "Don't be talkative! That won't help!" "Brother Bartholomew, if there is a God," Jia Boye said seriously, looking straight at Bartholomew, "today is the best time for him to convince me that he exists. I don't want him to bless me with nothing." Hurt, you know, I just do what I have to do..." "...and he's supposed to wipe out all the bad guys in the world at once, and Gonzalo better first, isn't he?" "My God, my good brother, sometimes I ask myself if you are God incarnate." Bartholomew replied very seriously: "My God is not a God who punishes people with a sharp edge and an eye for an eye, but a God who forgives people with love and tolerance. If you believe me, you'd better listen to him too .However, don’t forget to swing your sword when it’s urgent.” When Jia Boye opened his mouth and was about to reply with some sarcasm, Juan Pizarro walked towards them.Jia Boye read his words from his parched lips, and then he heard: "It's time, Mr. Jia Boye... I divided the cavalry into two groups. My brother led the second group." His eyes sought his approval, and Jia Boye nodded. "Then, God bless you!" At this time, the atmosphere was quite eerily quiet, as if in this way they could hear the beating of drums and shouts from the castle on the other side of the hill more clearly.All the cavalry went quietly to the gate of the square courtyard and blocked the exit with beams.Even the Kanari mercenaries who were noisy on weekdays did not say a word at this moment. When everyone was busy removing the beams and clearing the entrance and exit, Jia Boye took the opportunity to smile at Sai Batian.Sai Batian's neck and arms are still covered with bandages.But this time, the big black man didn't smile back at Jia Boye, his heavy face was covered with sadness, as if he was saying goodbye to someone forever.He walked towards Jia Boye's mount, stroked its chin, and it nodded slightly in response to him. "My dear brother, take good care of it, just like you take care of me." "I will definitely bring you the ointment, so that you can go out with me next time." Jia Boye said jokingly. "Good idea." Sai Batian grinned and smiled bleakly. Jia Boye sat up straight and stepped on the stirrup, roaring with all his might: "God Saint Jacob bless us to dine at the castle tonight!" Then, this time, the fifty cavalry behind him shouted in unison: "God Saint Jacob! God Saint Jacob!" They kept shouting as the horses leaped across the central square, kicking up dust behind them.Behind them, there were Canari mercenaries roaring and barking in the flying dust, like a group of hounds. As soon as the crowd jumped over the last wall of the square courtyard and reached the first platform at the foot of the mountain, they immediately encountered thousands of arrows whizzing down from their heads.Because the shooting range was too far, the arrow attack could not be effective. The arrow feathers bounced off the round shield and the bridles on both sides of the horse, and broke in response, without hurting the horse or cavalry. However, in front of them, there were three or even four rows of Inca soldiers blocking the mountain road on the west side of the city and across the platform.Juan turned to Jia Boye, his eyes clearly expressed the unspoken order. Jia Boye's sword was raised high, and he rushed forward with a shout.Yiza immediately jumped up and let go of her pace, as if she was waiting for this sentence.The horse's mane is fluttering in the wind, and it leaps forward, its feet do not reach the ground, and leaps over obstacles as if dancing, leading a group of cavalry in iron armor and flesh behind, and the Kanari tribe who shouted loudly at the back, with an ax in one hand and a shield in the other, with agility Running behind. For maybe a second or two, the Inca soldiers were leaning against each other, bows and arrows raised, a mace clutched in clenched hands.But everything happened too fast, faster than a stone throw.Before the stones had time to bounce off their breastplates or knee pads, the Inca soldiers watched with bulging eyes as the horses charged straight at them, their hoofs kicking into their chests like a puff of smoke that shocked them.Under the reflection of the sun, the shadows of swords and swords are like lightning.The Incas opened their mouths wide in pain, their swords pierced their bodies, their horseshoes smashed their internal organs, crushed their chests flat, their faces were crushed, and they could no longer hear the cry.The horse stepped on the corpses all over the ground and turned around quickly.Immediately afterwards, the Kanari tribe also entered the field, and the scene fell into a scuffle.The fighting became more and more fierce, and the Spaniards kept wielding their swords to kill the enemy, stepping on the dead to fight a way. The Inca soldiers' line of defense collapsed. They fled quickly after throwing their maces at the Spanish cavalry.But it didn't work. The vest and stirrups were stained with blood, and the horses rushed out of the bloody battlefield and galloped straight to the first turn of the mountain road, which was also beyond the reach of the catapult. Even though Jia Boye's face was covered with blood and sweat, his body was in pain from the constant beating and killing, and at the same time, the fiery breath in his chest was burning like flames, but he still kept shouting, asking everyone to follow him. He felt a deep sense of excitement, and all his world-weary thoughts and indifferent attitude towards the world were all thrown away, and he felt an endless power flowing in his body. "God Saint Jacob!" he roared again. In the response of the Spaniards, in the whistling of arrow feathers and the sound of falling stones, in the groans of the dying or the cheers of the victors, in the sound of fighting swords or trampling of horseshoes, Jia Boye vaguely It seemed as though all the mountains, all the rocks, and the whole earth agreed that he would raise his triumphant sword and win. But what they had just passed was the easiest one.Just as Jia Boye feared, the hillside of Kamonga was the most difficult test, consuming most of their troops. For about two hours, they climbed section after section of the hillside.Along the way, more than 20 roads are so narrow that only one horse can pass through them, and the road surface is loose, either collapsed or cracked.At this time, when all the Kanari people crouched under the shield like a nest of ants, or squeezed in the cracks of the fault, or hid on the road, they had to wait patiently for the rolling stones thrown from above the slope. Stop before you can move again. Jia Boye had an ominous premonition, and he noticed that fear had surfaced in everyone's heart.Because of hunger, everyone's panic and uneasiness weakened the strongest will to resist the enemy.A horse was hit in the nose by a falling stone, and painfully raised its front foot and stood up high.It slammed into the horse in front of it with its front feet, and at the same time left the cavalry on it and swayed from side to side. Thanks to the two Kanari tribesmen, otherwise the horse might fall into the endless ravine.At this time, the nearby horses were frightened and pushed, almost causing most of the cavalry and their mounts to roll off the cliff. "Get off the horse!" Jia Boye roared loudly, "Get off the horse, hold the horse's bit and let them bow their heads." But more and more people objected. Jia Boye changed his tone and assured them: "We will pass, we will pass, because we have to pass!" However, Juan's eyes still revealed doubts.In fact, the same question lingers in everyone's mind: Will the capture of the Kamonga Ridge be as tragic as the capture of the Wilkakonga Ridge?The Spaniards were also in a difficult situation. If Jia Boye hadn't relied on his tenacious willpower and love for Anna Maya, he would have died long ago. "It's a repeat of the past!" Juan muttered, closing his eyes as if it was a nightmare.They're on the high ground, we're on the low ground... lugging heavy gear. "No," Jia Boye lowered his voice so that only Juan could hear, "There is no one up there. Most of Vera Omar's army is deployed behind us." "May God know what you're talking about!" "I remember there was a flat spot before we reached the top of the mountain. Then we could mount our horses and head northwest, and the Incas thought we were going away from the castle, that we were running for our lives." Juan made the sign of the sign of the sign of the cross on his bandaged forehead for all the answers. "Beware of rocks!" Suddenly someone shouted, "Beware of rocks!" Jia Boye instinctively raised the round shield to protect Juan's head, which was only protected by bandages. First, Juan didn't have a top helmet on his head, and second, he couldn't wear a top helmet because of his injuries. "Jia Boye, protect yourself!" Juan ordered in a low voice. This time, the stones fell like hail and ice, and they were so dense that it seemed as if the whole mountain collapsed in front of our eyes.All the arms were drawn into the shields, but the round shield was still beaten to pieces by the stones, and the crowd screamed in panic, and the horses neighed plaintively to the sky in fright.But in the midst of the panic, the Incas, the Spaniards, and even Gonzalo all witnessed this scene: Jaboye and his white horse were still unscathed in the attack of falling stones like rain, and Although the other people covered their bodies with round shields and iron cloth shirts, their thighs, chests, and necks were still bruised and swollen from the stones!But Juan was safe and sound, hiding under Jia Boye's shield was as safe as hiding under the eaves. No one said a word, and everyone pursed their lips tightly, praying incessantly in their hearts. Finally, as Jia Boye predicted, the rain of stones stopped, and they reached the flat platform.There seemed to be no more than fifty Incas on their trail!They only dare to attack with catapults from a distance, but they don't take half a step closer.Weary horses can occupy the place simply by galloping back and forth. Jia Boye heard the words of the Incas shouting as they ran away. "Those Incas thought we'd be in Castile!" he said aloud. Hearing this sentence was as shocking as it was before the hail of bullets. The tense strings in everyone's hearts immediately relaxed and turned into wild laughter, and all the fatigue disappeared without a trace. "God Saint Jacob! God Saint Jacob!" The cavalry screamed wildly, then lowered their eyes and made the sign of the cross, as if they would rather not know the reason for their victory. At this time, Jia Boye felt chills. He foresees what will happen in the future, and each scene is as clear as he has already experienced it himself. About two or three hours in the afternoon, after going around many twists and turns, they finally arrived at an irregularly shaped platform with huge black rocks scattered on the road, leading to Saksayhuaman along the gentle slope. The rear of the castle.The stone walls there are composed of huge rocks, but they are seamlessly connected with each other. One cannot help but wonder how such a huge rock can be piled up with human strength.Strangely, there were no Inca soldiers defending here. Juan ordered the whole army to rest by a spring.The Kanari native soldiers were so happy that some even chased down wild rats.Even two alpacas that lost their way due to this war became the target of their pursuit.Because of the prohibition against lighting fires, they simply chop up their game and eat it alive. After a long time, the entire barracks was enveloped in a strange quiet atmosphere.But by eating large chunks of bloody meat and drinking raw, tasteless blood, soon even the extremely exhausted regained their strength and energy.Gonzalo was the first to break the silence, ordering everyone to prepare for the attack: "Brother, it's time. Wait, night is coming. The Canari people have scouted, and the channel between the defensive stone walls has been blocked, but, as we expected, the Incas did not expect us to come from here at all." Attack here, so no one is defending at all. I suggest that our good friend Mr. Jia Boye use his unusual method to lead the Kanari people to carve out a path first. At that time, they only need to make a signal, and we will attack immediately ...And, because your current situation, brother, is not suitable for leading troops to attack, I suggest that you and a dozen cavalry stay here as our backup in case of emergency." Gong Saluo's sarcastic words only caused Jia Boye to smile indifferently.Jia Boye and Juan's eyes intertwined, he put on the high helmet with bright red feathers again, and expressed his thoughts: "That's a good idea, too." Then Jia Boye quickly caught Gong Saluo's eyes, and the sight of Gong Saluo in his eyes made him feel the pleasure of revenge: because this handsome but cruel guy actually showed fear on his face. Jia Boye walked among the Kanari soldiers and approached the first anti-blocking pass.It didn't take long to break through this defensive wall, because no one was defending here. The Kanari people quietly moved down the rock on the wall, and Jia Boye also jumped on the horse at this time.Jia Boye kept quiet all the time, and drove Iza to walk in the labyrinth formed by the natural boulders. The tall stone walls guarded the walls and towers of the fortress. Jaboye was on the lookout for any cries from the Incas. But, nothing. No one saw him, and no one heard the pacing of his white horse.He walked up the hill that just shaded the beautiful stone walls of the castle.Jia Boye thought to himself that the flat platform should be in front of him, so he slowed down his walking speed and reached the edge of the bare grass.Beyond that is the foundation stone of the castle, where all the huge rocks are. Jia Boye's heart was beating violently.The Inca soldiers didn't find him, and no stones fell, and no arrow feathers shot at him.Not far to the left, there is a main city wall with a zigzag curve, and Jia Boye identified a trapezoidal entrance, which has been blocked by stones and logs on the grass.Passing through this gate is equivalent to sneaking into the center of Saksayhuaman Castle. He didn't hesitate at all, and confidently believed that victory was in sight, and immediately mounted his white steed, and galloped back to call on other compatriots. "Everyone mount!" He ordered within the range of Gonzalo's hearing, "There is no obstacle to the passage! Mr. Enando stayed in the city, they did not expect us to appear at all." As previously agreed, only Juan Pizarro and a group of cavalry remained in defense.Gong Salo and the other cavalry galloped their horses in the quietest way, following Jia Boye's white horse.They jumped over the obstacles, overtook the ranks of the Kanari, and attacked the tall trapezoidal gates.For a time, the world was shaken. The trumpet sounded loudly, and came from the round tower.There was a clamor on the city wall.What is jaw-dropping is that the platform at the trapezoidal entrance was still empty just now, and a hundred, two hundred, or even thousands of Inca soldiers appeared in front of them. Before Jia Boye had time to hold Yiza who was speeding, the sound of throwing stones was already resounding, like artillery bombardment.The stones fell like rain for a while, cut through the air, and made a whistling sound on Jia Boye's head.And behind him, the undefended cavalry screamed in pain after being hit by stones.And the horseshoe kicked the bouncing stone, raised its hind legs, and threw the cavalry on all fours. At this time, the Inca soldiers were already waiting to take them. Jia Boye swung his long sword, and with a roar, rushed forward to rescue them.His appearance somewhat frightened the soldiers defending the Sacsayhuaman Fortress, and the soldiers immediately retreated to the sides, watching the cavalry who had fallen off their horses climb back on their horses, or jumped on the mounts of their comrades and fled together. But the situation remains chaotic.Because the sudden attack of the Incas caught people off guard, it was difficult for the Canari soldiers to resist. The hand-to-hand combat between them and the Incas prevented the cavalry from retreating.Also, the ground is full of rocks and the horses have to be very careful.Soon, only Jia Boye's white horse was able to maintain a consistent galloping speed, ignoring the opponent's attack. How long this bloody encounter lasted, no one knows... What's more tragic is that their fighting spirit was frustrated by the sense of failure, and their energy was weakened by fasting. The Spaniards had already withdrawn from the first line of defense to find cover, even though Jia Boye shouted to them five or six times, asking them to fight again. Breaking through, still can't arouse their fighting spirit. But the stones kept falling down like a torrential rain, which frustrated their ambition and made them no longer as proud as they were before the siege.The cavalry repeatedly had to hold their mounts to prevent the horse from breaking its legs, so it was impossible to keep up with the speed of the white horse. About an hour later, they were exhausted, and as the sky was getting dark, Jia Boye came over to boost morale and asked everyone to make a final sprint.But as soon as he stopped, he heard shouting in his ears.Instinctively, Jia Boye thought that someone needed help, so he raised his shield, unexpectedly, it just blocked Gong Salo's sword that was trying to slice through his chest. "Traitor! Spy!" Gong Salo yelled, his eyes full of madness, "You finally showed your true colors! You must die, and lead everyone to jump into this trap!" "Mr. Gonzalo!" "Shut up! You son of a bitch, shut up! I saw it, everyone saw it, the Incas don't kill you. You know how to avoid their stones, you led us to Their sphere of influence allows them to annihilate us without any effort!" Before Jia Boye had time to defend himself, Gong Saluo had already mounted his horse, brandished his sword, and rushed towards Jia Boye: "My countrymen! My countrymen! This man is not St. Jacob, but a traitor, a devil! Don't follow him! Don't listen to him, he leads everyone to die!" After experiencing the panic, anxiety, frustration and disappointment in the battle, the cavalry looked at the two men helplessly, unable to make any choice between truth and madness.Some made the sign of the cross, some bandaged leg wounds, and some even pulled out arrows stuck in iron shirts or waistcoats.But at this moment, the galloping steps of the horse caught their attention and saved them from the dilemma of making a choice.It turned out that Juan and the remaining cavalry rushed to catch up with them. "Juan!" Gonzalo reproached him with undiminished anger, "My dear brother, you have to deal with a snake that will eat you! Jaboye wants to murder us! He is an incarnation." A terrible devil! The Incas have been prepared for it, and perhaps he has notified them... Come to think of it, we have never driven straight into the heart of the fortress. Be wise and return to Cuzco before dark!" "Mr. Juan!" Jaboye yelled, "don't listen to his nonsense! We have one last chance: the Inca soldiers are as tired as we are. We are dodging rocks to get exhausted, they are smashing them Tired and exhausted. And soon they will be out of stones! Even if I am left alone, please order me to fight with my back!" Without hesitation for a moment, Juan pointed his long sword in the direction of the castle, and then whipped his horse to gallop.The entire cavalry regiment hesitated for a moment, and immediately rushed to catch up, leaving only Gonzalo roaring in the distance. This time, after Jia Boye jumped over the first line of defense again, he galloped towards the hill. He identified a few steps formed by rocks, and his mount could easily climb up.He went around to the rear of the line of Inca soldiers, forcing them to fall back before they could turn their slings.The Spanish cavalry below, seeing this small victory, shouted with excitement and renewed hope in their hearts. For a while, Iza Baiju and the bright red feathers on the helmets of Jia Boye could be seen moving around in a melee, approaching the beautiful city wall from a distance.The Spaniards again cheered triumphantly. But not long after, the first rain of slingstones and arrow feathers fell from that city wall, hitting everyone on their bodies.Like everyone else, Jia Boye raised his shield to defend himself, and heard the sound of bang bang hitting the chest and armor. Immediately after a short and eerie silence, there was a sudden howl that screamed: "Juan! Juan! Wake up! Brother..." About a hundred steps away from Jia Boye, Juan Pizarro accidentally lost his balance, fell off his horse, and fell hard on a grass-covered boulder.The bandage on his head was knocked off, and his head became a bloody mess.Juan, busy with the enemy, inadvertently lowered the shield in his hand, exposing himself to the danger of bullets, so that he was hit by a stone and fell. Gonzalo had already knelt beside him and wept.He hugged Juan tightly to his chest like a baby, shaking him in vain. Jia Boye felt a knife stab into his chest coldly, almost making him stop breathing.He involuntarily drove Iza forward, but at the same time, all the cavalry surrounded Brother Pizarro for protection.Just as everyone ran away carrying Juan's body, Gong Saluo and Jia Boye passed by head-on, and Gong Saluo's handsome face was distorted with pain and hatred. "Jia Boye, you killed him, you killed my favorite brother!" Jia Boye didn't say anything, and all the hatred and ridicule towards Gong Saluo disappeared without a trace.And soon Gonzalo turned his back on him bitterly, sobbing sadly like a child. "Mr. Enando, it was not I who hit Juan with the stone, but it is true that I insisted on the last attack, and this time, like the previous ones, it was in vain! Gonzalo did have reason to think that I killed His brother!" Anando didn't answer.His thin and stoic face was reflected in the dim light.Weeping and whimpering came from the barracks next door, in which Gonzalo's cries and Bartholomew's murmured prayers could be heard. It took about four hours for everyone to walk down the platform of the castle, carrying Juan's body along the way, and there were many attacks from the Incas during the march, and returned to Okepata Square to join other people guarding the rear.Jia Boye's exhausted body had lost any feeling, even the feeling of hunger disappeared.His fingers were numb from the cold, and his palms were swollen from holding the sword for so long.He also couldn't see his surroundings clearly. 他的嘴里仍喃喃地说：“说是我期望并一手导演了这场失败的战役，是不公平的。” 又一次，艾南多什么也没回答。他似乎只以耳朵去倾听所有的呻吟、妇女吟唱的悼魂曲以及夹杂其中的祈祷声。突然间，他轻声地说： “胡安是巩萨洛在这世上唯一爱过的人。”艾南多又继续说，“从以前到现在都一样，而且他始终深爱着他。很奇怪是吧？” 这会儿换成贾伯晔默不作声。但他想起今天早上胡安对他说过的话。 “巩萨洛除了胡安以外，从来没有爱过或尊敬过任何人。”艾南多继续说，“不管男女他都不爱。他只是勉强地听从我的权威。如今，胡安的死将会让他变得比以前更疯狂。” “魔鬼向来都是肆无忌惮。”贾伯晔悄悄地说。 艾南多惊讶地打量着他一会儿，接着悄声附和： “没错啊！魔鬼都是……” 旁边的哀祷戛然而止，但歌声仍持续。艾南多无力地做了个手势，宛若要驱散正要盘据他脑中的思绪。这时他的嘴角闪过一抹轻笑。 “贾伯晔先生，战争中死了不少人，”他嘲讽地说，“他们注定为这场战役牺牲，而且我们已经失去他们了。我是虔诚的天主教徒，我弟弟的死让我很痛苦。但更让我痛心的是，尽管有你的保证以及你的魔法，我们始终都无法攻进这座魔鬼的城塞！虽然这一次石块和箭羽也无法伤你分毫，但我却认为这是最没有用的魔法！” “那我们等着瞧，看看到底有没有魔法这回事！”贾伯晔气得嘟哝着，手抚着脸。 "yes?" “艾南多先生，我们这次进攻多少有点正面的效应。当我们绕到城堡后方牵制住一部分的印加兵力，你才得以挥军到达这边的城垣。我刚刚瞥见我们的同胞已经在那里扎营……” “明天，印加人将不顾一切将我们从那里击退。而一旦印加人抵达，我们因为太疲累，将无法抵挡他们太久。” “不。明早天色一亮，我就独自攀上那座塔楼的城墙，为你们辟出一条信道。” “你疯了，贾伯晔！” 艾南多和贾伯晔同时转身，张望着是谁猛然一喝。这时，巴托罗缪走进营房，并继续吼着说： “你不可能爬上去的！” “第一座城墙的中间有扇窗。只要有坚固的长梯，就可以爬得上。再者，我知道，有楼梯可以通达塔楼的最顶层。我想，从那里印加人很清楚可以如何爬上塔楼，到时候我一定可以找得出来！” “你简直神志不清！愿诸圣保佑你，经过这一整天，你已经脑筋错乱了。” “艾南多先生，请你搭建梯子，我需要好好地休息，但明天天亮前一定要做好。” “贾伯晔先生，你可能还爬不到城墙的中间就已经被石块砸死。”艾南多冷静思考着说。 “我死了对你们一点也不妨碍。但如果我成功了，你们就不会再怨恨我了。艾南多先生，我知道怎样可以对自己更不利。” 艾南多先生有点惊讶地动了一下，然后双唇间迸出好大的笑声。 “你真是个怪人！我说，贾伯晔先生。你老是想找死，难道老是想让自己死里复活吗？你老是想表现出你比我们之中任何人都优秀。所以结论可以归结到我的总督哥哥对你的看法，你的确有些不同凡响之处。” 贾伯晔不管他的批评以及嘲弄的眼神。他拉起巴托罗缪那只奇怪的手，紧紧地握住。 “我的好朋友巴托罗缪，是发现真相的时候了。我必须知道这是怎么一回事！而这一次，我的身边没有任何其他人了！” 黑夜中，贾伯晔没有合眼。即使他打盹，也好像是清醒地做着梦，尽管他很想好好地睡一会儿。 脑海的影像占据着他的思绪，末曾须臾远离，总是紧紧萦绕着他，让他不得一刻安宁。他看见微风中飘扬着一条绳子，绳子的一端系住最雄伟的圆形塔楼上的城垛。而就在他满是伤痕的双手握住绳子的那一刻，再也没有任何人可以阻挡他直攀最高处。 拂晓时分极冷。大地几乎结了一层霜，天空白得有如亚麻布织成的竹筛。贾伯晔赤裸着上半身，裹在一条极为肮脏的毯子里。 当一只手轻轻地抚摸他的脸颊以及肩膀时，他倏地惊醒。手掌光滑且手指纤细。那是一双女性的手，蕴含了他遗忘已久的温柔。 当他张开眼，从梦的深渊醒来，全身酸痛不已的他，注视着眼前这个女子的脸，却记不起她是谁。她的眼眶中含满泪水，脸颊染满尘埃。 “你不记得我的。”她轻声细语地说，黑暗中的她微笑着，“我叫殷琪。很久以前我们见过，那是唯一的君王阿塔瓦尔帕去世以前的事了。我那时是安娜玛雅身边的女仆。她常和我提到你。” 贾伯晔顿时清醒，以手肘让自己坐起。 “是她派你来的？”他问道，“是安娜玛雅派你来的吗？” 她摇摇头，几乎笑着说： “不，我是胡安的妻子。” 她的声音变得哽咽，然后继续说： “我到昨天以前，都还是他的妻子。” “我知道，我很抱歉。他和我提过你……” 殷琪的眼神里混杂了痛苦和骄傲。 “他本来是选上我当奴仆的，但他爱我，宛如我是他的爱妻。而我也深爱着他。他对我很温柔。另一个世界的祖先不会愿意看到他受苦太久的。这样很好。” 她突然从长衫里拿出一块小小的瓮，递给贾伯晔。 “我们还有一些给小孩喝的羊驼奶，我带来了。爬上城垣前，先喝了这些羊驼奶。这样你才有力气。” 贾伯晔握住瓮的把手。 "Why do you want to do this?" 殷琪看着他一会儿。另一只空着的手抚过贾伯晔的肩膀。她以手指触碰他的肩胛，再掠过那块胎记的图样。 “卡玛肯柯雅会保护你。还有伟大的祖先也会护佑你。你会拯救我们，大家都知道的。” 贾伯晔手指紧紧掐住她的手臂。 “你知道什么？我为什么要为你的民族抗战？没有道理啊！” 殷琪挣脱他的手，猛然地站起身。 “你喝下羊驼奶吧！总之对你有益处。”她简单说完后，马上离开。 不过，正在此刻，赛巴田在他身后几步之处，以严厉的眼神审视着他。 赛巴田吼着说：“这女人根本不知道自己说些什么！什么去爬那把他妈的梯子，又什么去把他们杀个精光，你出的是什么烂主意！” 贾伯晔带着微笑站起来： “难道连你这个曾经亲眼目睹我化身为圣雅各布神的人，都不再这么认为了吗？” “相信啊！而且我的相信足以让我分辨你们两人之中谁是骗子！你看吧！我倒是愿意以圣雅各布神来打赌。” “你这个出言不逊的狂徒！”贾伯晔被逗得开怀大笑，上前拥抱他的朋友。 “好好照顾依札。它是匹俊美的好马，我希望这场仗结束后，你可以从此把它还给我。” “我不只把它还给你，还要报答你的恩情，但你得先答应我一件事，奉圣雅各布神和圣母之名，奉太阳神和月神之名，奉我的牙齿和胡子之名，奉你的牙齿……” "Are you done yet?" “得啦，你这个傻瓜！” 攻城梯长度至少需要四尺，但只能达到城垣墙壁上凹进的窄窗处。而且需要二十人合力才能将攻城梯架起并置放妥当。这座攻城梯是由屋脊的梁柱和从路障里拾来的完好原木所组成。尽管阶梯数不多，阶距很宽，而且贾伯晔得费力伸长手臂才够得着，尽管如此，能找到的绳子仍不足以作为梯子的横阶，因此还必须利用敌方折断的箭羽，取其箭柄以替代。 当贾伯晔刚爬到一尺处，攻城梯就开始摇摇晃晃，所以他尽量放轻动作，爬上两个阶梯后，耳边顿时响起印加人的叫喊。他低头看赛巴田、巴托罗缪、艾南多以及所有其他的人，真是说时迟那时快，他们一骨碌地放开手中扶着的横杆。贾伯晔还没看就知道是怎么一回事了。肩上顶着自己的脑袋，且脚困在梯子中间的贾伯晔，也赶紧拿起盾牌保护自己。 他几乎可以说是欣然预期地听到石块敲击到皮革裹住的盾牌上。有些落石因为很重，重击到梯子，贾伯晔脚下的梯子晃荡起来。他得加快速度。 贾伯晔配合着木工的叫喊，不顾石块的纷落，奋力往上爬。梯子开始弯曲，发出严重的嘎吱响，弯曲的程度有如吃太饱而胀气的肚子一般。贾伯晔定睛看着城垣之上。他忘却自己身处的高度，也忘了从空中落下的石块，是如何擦身而过，甚至有时弹中臀部，还差点把抓着梯子的手砸得稀烂。他什么都不管，只顾着脚和膝盖合作，一蹬一蹬地往上爬。虽然身边充斥着震耳欲聋的叫喊声和鼓噪声，但他什么也听不到。 他终于爬到梯子一半的高处，但梯子开始剧烈地晃动，不管他体重多轻，仍感到梯子移动了。他自忖上头守株待兔的人大可趁此机会抓住他，把他推落，想到这里，他的神思就变得模糊不清了。 他的同胞一度以为贾伯晔大概是累了，因为最后几层阶梯级距其实不远，应该比较容易攀爬。过了一会儿，他突然感觉到好像可以跑着爬上阶梯一般，连往窗户里面看都来不及，不一下子就翻过了窗户。 晨光仍微弱，照不进窗里，但贾伯晔猜想里面应有一座楼梯，他甚至可以想象那里的卫兵看到他，脸上会如何吃惊地扭曲。 贾伯晔拔剑出鞘的声音吓退了迎面而来的十来名印加士兵，他们个个手持投石器和狼牙棒。他们既诧异又好奇，彼此面面相觑，呆在原地。贾伯晔突然用恺切语向他们说： “退后，退后！我不想伤害你们！” 贾伯晔把剑在空中划了两三次，就好像那只是一把木剑而已，然后往楼梯爬了两三个阶梯，印加士兵也往上爬了两三步。接着贾伯晔又往上爬几步，而他们也顺势往上爬了几个阶梯。突然有一个印加士兵喊说： “他是外国人，骑白马那个！” 又一次，印加士兵个个面面相觑，迟疑着不知如何是好。贾伯晔不见得比他们知道该如何反应。接着，士兵们一语不发转头离开，以令人瞠目的矫健身手爬上陡峭的梯子。贾伯晔大喘着气，跟着他们往上爬。不过小心翼翼，手持剑护在自己的前方。直到他爬出塔楼楼梯，重见天日时，他发现塔楼城垛四周的护城墙根本空无一人。印加士兵都逃之夭夭，飞奔回营，通报将领。 从邻近的塔楼上，可以看到贾伯晔。叫喊声四起，落石又不停地砸落。但没有人敢驱步靠近他。他们只敢冲向那面城墙下的西班牙人。 一切如此地轻而易举，贾伯晔兴奋不已地环视这座塔楼。 抬起眼，他全身才吓得打哆嗦，他这会儿明白殷琪说得有道理，大家都说得有道理。 塔楼城垛上没有窗也没有门可以进入，只能沿着一条龙舌兰和依楚草编成的绳子才能到达塔楼的顶端。这条绳子和吊桥所使用的相同，有如人的手臂那么粗，沿着整座塔楼垂吊而下，犹如向高难度挑战的邀请。 这时，他确切地看到梦中曾经出现的景象。 好像所有的疲惫瞬时消失无踪，紧绷的肌肉突然得到放松，提心吊胆的心情获得释放。贾伯晔不由自主地往塔楼的顶端前进，挥动着盾牌和剑狂叫着： “圣雅各布神！圣雅各布神！” 城垣下，每个人手持的盾牌紧紧相连，好像全都变成了脏兮兮的甲壳昆虫。贾伯晔有如魔鬼地大笑，吶喊着： “圣雅各布神！” 然后贾伯晔又同样地放下盾牌，并把剑插回腰间，然后脱掉他的铁布衫。他连想都没去想，是否这条令人赞叹、可以媲美圣经中通天梯的绳子，可能爬到中途就遭印加士兵剪断，他只顾双手握紧绳子，开始这场攀高的考验。 事实上，他才爬了两尺，正当他的脚和上身呈直角的时候，靴底就滑过城墙的岩石，手臂费力在空中险些扑了个空，这才稍微平息他的冲劲。 有两次他沉重的双脚不小心没踏稳，不过，他很快就利用身体的重量，让自己往墙壁摆荡。他的膝盖和胸膛结结实实地撞上城墙，差点因为疼痛而松开手中的绳子，他的呼吸开始变得急促，肌肉跟着僵硬，他仍往上爬。还有一尺，两尺，也许还有六尺，或者还更多。这时候，他脑中闪过赛巴田说过的话：“再不用多久，你就会像天使一样从天空飞到地上，然后发现一切都是岩石！”他苦笑着，中断了思绪。因为他快撑不住身体的重量了，所以宁可以剩余的力气往上爬。 他刚爬到一半，上面突然砰地一声，他抬头看。刚好就在他的头上方，有如圆板凳大小的石头，砰一声重重地撞上了墙壁。他来不及闪躲，索性闭上了眼。 可是什么也没发生。只有石头呼啸而过的气流，拂过他的肩头。 他一睁开眼，大石头正好砸落在护城墙上，顿时裂成粉碎。 “老天保佑！”他悄声地说，胸中有如火般地燃烧着，“是安娜玛雅保佑我！她爱我，她保佑我！” 这时，有种奇异的狂热冲劲攫住他。他的眼前不再看见塔楼的城垣，只有安娜玛雅湛蓝的眼神。他再也不觉得肺部灼热难受，再也不觉得手臂快断成两截，再也不觉得大腿酸痛得无力攀爬。他像是有人托住他往上爬似的，像是有魔力，或者又像是只猴子。而下面的所有人都眼睁睁地看着他爬完最后的几尺，而当他终于紧紧地抓住环绕塔楼最高处的岩石时，底下的众人齐声欢呼： “圣雅各布神！他成功了，圣雅各布神！” 他有好一会儿四肢动也不动，喘息得上气不接下气。他几乎没有一丝力气好让自己翻越城墙。他注意听着印加士兵的动静，怕他们前来抓他。 但所有的声音都离他很远。 他翻越过城墙，结果发现只有他一个人。塔楼的高处空荡荡的。只有一座小塔伫立在中央，开口处有一道楼梯，但极为狭窄，必须侧身才能通过，但没有人防守，而站在楼梯底下，贾伯晔听得到有人说话及叫喊的声音。 此时，他又回到城墙边，这次换成他自己高兴地吶喊欢呼，迎接这场胜利。他大叫着已经成功地攻占了第一座塔楼，所有人都可以安全地上来了！ 近晌午，战争持续着，接着第二座塔楼也被攻下。贾伯晔一直待在第一座塔楼，迟迟等不到人前来与他会合。他感到恐怖，而且一刻也没放松地从高处目睹战争中造成的浩大伤亡。放眼望去，萨克赛华曼城堡的城垛上横尸遍野，死伤者也许有一千，甚至有两千人。 贾伯晔把疼痛不堪的双手放在城垛的岩石上，直视自己颤栗抖动的手。他什么感觉也没有。他自忖是什么疯狂的力量占据了他，这时的他宛如刚从酒醉中苏醒。 即使他毫无邪念，仍不敢再想到安娜玛雅，他不敢相信她为了让他完成这么残忍的行动而保护他，造成如此为数众多的死伤。 尸臭膻腥的气味溢满他的呼吸。 赛巴田温情的话语，现在想起来似乎是讲给另一个他听的。 没错，他又一次希望死亡能带走他，希望从这座塔楼往下跳，永远忘记自己是个杀人工具时，心头曾经浮现的快感。 他自嘲着说：“我还以为自己是主人，而其实不过是个可怜不堪的奴隶！” 但他始终看着一个接一个倒下去的士兵，眼睛未曾一刻远离。 直至夜晚，艾南多·皮萨罗下令攻进城堡的最后一座塔楼。那是最大的一座，却看得出来是一座仓促中赶工的岩石建筑物。 当印加士兵往下爬到阶梯一半之处时，负责保卫萨克赛华曼城堡的将军，这时独自站在矮墙上。他耳垂上挂着金光闪闪的黄金耳环，显露出高贵的地位。 贾伯晔惊愕万分地看着他拿起泥土，摩擦自己的双颊，直到破了皮。然后，他又从塔楼的岩石间搜集了泥土，往脸上的伤口涂，直到整张脸都不成样子。 西班牙人一动也不动，所有的眼光都注视着他。 印加士兵们也一样，大家都静默不语；冷冽的风吹来，众人不禁打了寒颤。 这时，将军又把泥土塞了满嘴，以披肩将自己的头包住，接着纵身凌空一跃。 顿时一片阒然无声，直到过一会儿后，听到轰的一声，他的整个身躯撞在一堆投石堆之上。 正在此时，贾伯晔察觉身后有人叫喊，一回头，正面迎上十来名印加士兵。他读出他们眼中的犹豫，并瞥见他们手中的细绳。他们其中一人高高举起长长的狼牙棒，已经蓄势待发。 贾伯晔摇了摇头。 他以恺切语说：“不，不必麻烦。” 他慢慢将剑从剑鞘中拔出，丢到矮墙上。 “我不再杀人了。一切都结束了。”他说。 而当他双手被缚，让印加士兵拖着走在黑夜中的时候，在风中，他听到西班牙同胞欢欣鼓舞的胜利吶喊，但一切都离他越来越远，越来越远。 他曾经想死去，他曾经想活着，而现在，他什么也不想了。