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A hundred years later, this series of battles was collectively referred to by chroniclers as the "Pazzi Wars."The first battle took place on the banks of the Tronto River five days after Lorenzo's departure.They took hundreds of soldiers prisoner, but Rome fought back with equal force.A month later, Florence received a tip that Genoa would send an army around the city of Florence and besiege the city.The troops on the front lines cannot do both, and the city is left to its people to defend.Under the deliberate guidance of Poliziano, large and small demonstrators began to appear in the city, and the clergy and citizens' teams prayed for the safety of the city.Through these ceremonies, the ruling group inspires the fighting spirit of the citizens and shows their determination to resist foreign enemies.

Every day, Giovanni could hear the hymns floating outside the window, like lingering ghosts, overlooking the city in distress.Day after day, he worked tirelessly, with some colleagues he was not familiar with before.Pitti had already set out with Lorenzo and became a member of the volunteers.The little apprentice finally realized that he was not suitable for studying art. Instead of continuing to study grammar and practice skills, he would rather put on armor and mount a horse to fight to defend the city-state. "Let me go, sir," he said to Giovanni before leaving, "this time, I can help you watch Your Highness."

The ruling group mobilized a large number of talents from large and small architectural and sculpture workshops in the city, and all the masonry and carpentry workers in the city were also included in the ranks, acting according to his orders, like a colony of ants.Their task was first to strengthen the city walls.Most of the walls built in the Middle Ages were vertical and thin, and would be easily torn by the new cannons.Instead, they sloped it and thickened it.Improved the resistance of city walls to artillery projectiles.At the same time, the construction of the moat was carried out to prevent the artillery carts from approaching the main city walls.And Giovanni was mainly responsible for the construction of new fortresses.This is a long-delayed fortification, mainly using the existing buildings outside the city for renovation.People call these newly built small fortifications "arrow forts" or "bastions". They can serve not only as a city barrier, but also as a platform for placing weapons. Retreat the enemy and defend the city.

It was not an easy task, and architecture was not his specialty anyway—in fact, no one in this day and age is devoted to architecture.Even Giovanni, who has always possessed extraordinary tenacity and perseverance, was almost exhausted by the day and night work.Before Lorenzo left, he arranged for several maids to take care of his life in the attic. One day, the maid found that the food she had delivered the day before had been piled up in the same place until early morning. Mr. Buonarrotti Only then did he return home with weak, ghostly steps—he had been working non-stop on the construction site outside the city for three whole days.Poliziano sent someone to take him back to the palace, pushed him directly into the Duke's bedroom, and forcibly gave him a day off. "Please! He will kill me to see you like this," said the Scholar to his former pupil. "In some places you are horribly alike."

The bed curtain still smelled of Lorenzo's incense, like a rose from the distant past.He quickly calmed down under the comfort of the smell, and slept for seven hours.When he woke up in the afternoon, he seemed to have dreamed that Lorenzo was sitting beside him, stroking his hair, and then he realized that the sun had warmed half of his face.The violets on the window sill were blooming enthusiastically, and the sweet smell of orange blossoms wafted in the drifting wind. He realized that it was already summer.

This is the day the Duke left and the No. 30 day when he lost news of Lorenzo.During this period, Lorenzo only wrote him a letter, briefly describing the situation on the front line and the healing of the wound, asking him to rest assured.Giovanni had no doubt that everything in the letter had been embellished.But after the war turned urgent, even such letters disappeared.The herald returned to the city every two weeks, bringing back to Florence the news from the front, mostly about when and where small battles took place, how many soldiers were lost or captured, and the reactions of the peninsula countries to the war.Occasionally, there will be the status of the Duke, but most of the time it will not be mentioned at all.Sometimes there will be a letter from Lorenzo in the newspaper, although it is not his handwriting, it is probably a dictation transcribed by the scribe, asking Poliziano about the situation in Florence, and briefly mentioning the next action.He lives by it.

Information was often sent directly to Poliziano, and if it was relevant to Lorenzo, the well-meaning maester would repeat it to him later.Only once did Poliziano conceal him—in a battle on the outskirts of Rome, an enemy pistol grazed the side of Lorenzo's neck, but the injury was not serious.Giovanni later learned of the incident, and the informer was Pitti.His little spy faithfully fulfilled his promise and told him the truth—how the arrow passed through the siege and came to the Duke's side during the melee, and how Loren almost fell off his horse—fortunately, the guards arrived in time. protected him.On the battlefield, the Duke of Medici was both the flag and the bull's-eye. His existence kept the morale of the Florentine army high, and therefore he was always a thorn in the enemy's side.

Giovanni tried not to let his fear interfere with his state, and devoted himself to the project with increasing restlessness.When the bastion and the drawbridge no longer needed his attention, he was assigned to improve and supervise the manufacture of weapons, and within two months he turned himself into a master in this field.Just when the first batch of new battering rams were born, the frontline was tense. After the battle for Pisa, the news of Lorenzo's death came from the front.

And Peaty's letter said nothing about it.At that time, Giovanni was walking quickly through the streets with several other architects, and Xia Feng suddenly sent the pedestrian's comments to his ears, which was no different from the sudden explosion of thunder.He ran back to the Medici Palace, where Poliziano was eagerly discussing with his subordinates, "Pisa must not be lost, it is too close to the mouth of the Arno River..."

Giovanni's patience ran out as soon as their talk was over.He walked quickly into the hall, and Poliziano raised his hands before he could speak: "I promise, everything is a rumor. Someone deliberately spread these lies in the city, just to make people uneasy."

How could he not have thought of this. "Is he near Pisa?" Giovanni wanted to be sure of one thing. "May I go and see him?"

Giovanni interrupted Poliziano as soon as he showed a hint of embarrassment: "Let me go with the new factory weapons, which they will definitely use, and I will teach the officers how to use them," He said quickly, "I won't bother him, I swear. If he's busy, I won't ask to see him—I just want to make sure he's alive."

By the Lord.But these few words have already made him almost lose his strength.Poliziano looked at him hesitantly, and he saw the depression on the verge of breaking point in him.He sighed.

"Let's think about it," he pressed his forehead, "we also need to convince people that the Duke is all right. You don't know, he's only been away for a few months, what kind of chaos has become in the city. Let me think... we We have to wait for the right time."

The time did not finally arrive until autumn.The battle ahead was temporarily suspended, and finally there was a chance to take a rest, so the mercenaries stationed in Florence sent hundreds of people to escort Giovanni and the other designers. They will hand over some of the new ordnance produced in the city to Lorenzo In the hands of the guards, the design drawings will be sent to Siena, which is closer to the battlefield, and their ordnance guild will be responsible for mass production.In order to prevent the enemy from discovering their tracks, they have been walking along the most concealed route in the valley, and it took a full ten days before they arrived at the agreed place.At the post near Ferrara, the team sent by the front line to meet them was already waiting there.Here they are close to their allies, and there is no threat of enemy troops for the time being. After the handover, it was dark, and the flag officer who led the army decided to start after dawn.Giovanni was just about to ask a soldier from the front to question him when he saw someone leaving the ranks and approaching him.The man was tall and slender, and he was dressed like an ordinary soldier. The hood covered most of his face, and only a strand of golden curly hair was exposed.

Maybe someone else was watching, but—Giovanni had run to him and hugged him recklessly.