Conquer the Dawn of Heaven

The suddenly slashed saber flashed from the front of the sky instantly, and even the Ottoman who was chopped to the ground before he could feel pain did not make a scream, blood was pouring from the huge gap that his neck was cut off come out!

It wasn't until Ottoman's body fell backward that a few unexpected exclamations came from different places.

There were exclaimed men under the Ottomans in the mining convoy, as well as sneak attackers who were already lurking nearby and were about to launch an attack.

However, the remaining Ottomans in the convoy were too late to call a second reaction. The "mercenaries" not far from them had already pulled out their weapons and hacked them.

Unguarded, the Ottomans, who were so small in number, were even beheaded even before the idea of ​​rebellion was raised. The surprise for the attackers who are preparing to launch an attack is that these original and The Ottomans not only killed the escorted Ottomans, but the person headed rushed to the front of the team and reached out to withdraw the crescent flag that led the team.

This move surprised Moorco and his companions. If the people who just saw these people kill the Ottomans may be just the conflicts between these people because of the contradiction, then this person is completely another. It's going on.

What surprised them even more was that the man who escorted the minecart quickly surrounded the minecart as soon as the man issued an unclear order, and they immediately turned their attention to the surrounding woods.

Obviously, although they do n’t know how these people know, they obviously have noticed that someone tried to attack them.

Facing this series of accidents, Moorco made a decision with only a little hesitation. He pulled out a musket from his waist and ignited the medicine twist. As a dull gunshot sounded from the depths of the forest, the mine fleet immediately appeared A long hidden figure.

The sharp spear and the shining saber gleamed in the sunlight through the canopy of the head, and the Croatian suddenly emerged and approached the team of Gompati backed by the minecart.

Realizing that a sneak attack was clearly impossible, Moore had not issued an order of attack. He could see that these people were not only prepared for it, but also from the fact that the opponent not only did not panic, but also quickly occupied their respective positions, he saw The other party didn't seem to deal with it well, so Moorco only led people towards these "foreign mercenaries" who surprised him again and again.

"Who are you?" Gumpati gently threw down the saber in his hand, and the blood and water from the knife splashed on the stone next to it, splashing a red.

"How about you?" Moore looked at this stranger who was not a local at a glance. He didn't see panic and a little unexpected look in the other party's eyes, which made him more sure that the other party already knew that he was in ambush. Preparing to attack them, it made Morkow a little uneasy. He instinctively looked at the back of the mine team when he and Gompati questioned each other, although I do n’t believe that these people may have other companions, but how do you think? More like a trap.

Gompati lipped his lips. His Bosnian language was limited. Although he could understand some commonly used words and phrases, it was really difficult for him to speak. This made him miss the little Cacho.

Now I heard that the other party was asking about their origins. Gompati made no other sounds except waving his arms, because he had no idea what to say.

Seeing the other person raised his weapon without saying a word, Moore's expression sank. He didn't know why these people suddenly killed the escorted Ottomans, but this did not prevent him from trying to continue robbing the minecart. .

Moorko raised a musket that had been reloaded with ammunition, and when he was wondering whether he would use the firing as a signal to attack again, a faint vibration on the ground caught his attention.

Moorco immediately looked at the back of the mine team vigilantly again. He didn't know whether the shock really came from behind the team. But just now the other party seemed to have known that there would be an ambush. He already suspected that this might be a trap. Now Realizing that the situation was wrong, he instinctively thought that this might be the enemy's reinforcements.

This time it was no longer outside of Morco. A companion who was sent off behind the line ran all the way to Morco. The look on his face panicked, and he kept running towards Moorco. They panted in Bosnian. Shouted loudly: "Run! There are cavalry! A large number of cavalry!"

Moorco's face changed instantly, but it wasn't because he heard his companion's warning, but that he had seen a billow of dust rising not far behind the rushing companion.

It can be seen from the smoke that these cavalrymen are not only large in number, but apparently prepared to target them early, because he has noticed that one of the dust has separated from the team and is approaching them along the edge of the woods The side rear moves quickly.

"This is a trap!"

Although at this time everything was clear, Moore's mind flashed the idea, and he quickly looked at the "mercenaries" who were guarding the convoy, but he saw that the leading mercenary leader seemed comfortable. Shrugging his shoulders at him, and as the saber in his hand waved forward, the mercenaries immediately approached Moorco in a strangely tight formation, and they approached.

"If I were you, I wouldn't do anything stupid," Kompati reminded these Bosniacs "in good faith" despite knowing that the other party couldn't understand. "I know you are brave, but you can't get waves from hunting guard The Simians fled in front of them. "

Morco's face became very ugly. He couldn't understand what the hunting guards were, but he heard the familiar name "Bohemians" from the other's mouth.

The Kingdom of Hungary has always had a profound influence on Bosnia and Croatia, and now the Bohemian King Vladislas II is also the King of Hungary.

It was actually a Bohemian cavalry! The thought flew across Moore's heart, and his face instantly turned pale.

He was not afraid of death, and he was even ready to fight against the enemy, and he felt that there was no chance of escape, but the appearance of the Bohemian cavalry made him feel desperate.

Bohemians, as fierce as Osma's elite guards, are nightmares for many people. These cavalry cavalry where the wind blows like a whirlwind on the battlefield seems to be sent from **** The Deathbringer, even the sturdy Bosniaks, had to admit that it was a terrible thing to face the entire team of Bohemian cavalry.

And now Moorco is desperate to see that there are obviously more cavalry than he has.

"Are you going to escape." Gompati still asked. He had noticed that the furthest Bohemian cavalry had begun to surround the edge of the woods. Obviously these people's retreat had been cut.

Moorco issued a command that Gompati didn't understand, and then he saw the Bosniacs raise their arms towards them, and some turned around and their companions stared back at the surrounding cavalry.

"Actually chose to fight, this is really a heroic move."

Riding on the horse and looking at the Bosniacs surrounded by the middle but showing any timidity, Alexander said with interest: "The people who lead these people are very brave people. I really want to know them. he."

Talking to Alexander's eyes, he turned to the gloomy Drana.

Drana's mood was not very good at this time. He did not expect that Alexander not only asked him to provide a place for his army to settle, but also whimsically asked him to lead the way.

At the beginning, Drana refused this request.

As a noble, although his status was not high, his self-esteem prevented him from doing what the other party asked him to do. But when Alexander suggested that he could help him expand his territory, Drana quickly gave up his point. Self-esteem.

It was just that Drana did not expect that the so-called lead of Alexander actually ran to the Golmez mountain. When he took the Montina army into this mountainous area connecting with Croatia, Drana somewhat regretted agreeing. too fast.

Now seeing Alexander signalling that, although Drana was very unwilling, he was still walking towards the Bosniacs who were already surrounded.

But as he got closer, the look on Drana's face became more and more confused. When he finally saw a familiar face among those people, Drana was already full of surprise.

"Morco, Morco Sacrier, are you?" Drana looked at the young knight standing in front of the group of people in disbelief, when he saw the man because of his name seemed to be surprised. Afterwards, it was confirmed that Drana was right and stepped out of the team. "It's really you, I didn't expect you to be here."

Moore looked at the bald spire in front of him with some doubt, and when he heard the other person ask with a bitter tone, "Why didn't your father's old drunkard come", Moore finally surprised. 'S look: "Ivo Drana, are you the landlord Ivo Drana in the Chakaran Valley?"

"Yes, it's me, Ivo Drana, who your father's old drunkard hates the most." Drana looked at the young knight opposite. "I heard your father gave you the knight's title. Should I call you the Moorish Knight now? "

"Or you should call me the landlord of the village of Xia Pawa in Chakaran," Moorco stared at Drana. "Of course, if you have surrendered to the Ottomans now, I will not argue with you over the territory of a village. , I will only talk to you with a knife. "

"I didn't surrender to the Ottomans, nor did I run away like your drunkard father, but the village of Pawa is still mine, and I am the legal landlord there." Drana said angrily "but let me tell you first Who are you provoking, "said Drana, looking around the hunting guards who were aiming at these people with their muskets far away." These are hunting guards, the army of the Earl of Montina, but they are running to find you. A long way. "

Confusion floated on Moorco's face. He couldn't help but turn around to look around. Looking at the strangely dressed cavalry and the Bohemians with them, Moorco uttered suspiciously, "Oh", and whispered.

Then he seemed to think of something. He looked at the Drana who was disgusted by the dispute with his father in front of him and asked: "Wait a minute, you say this is the army of the Earl of Montina, I want to know Are you talking about the Earl of Montina? "

"I don't know how many Earls of Montina, but I think if you have heard anything before, it will be."

Drana said, looking back at Alexander, who had come slowly: "Count, I don't know who passed it, but your news in Bosnia has spread."

"I also want to know who did this."

Alexander nodded, but he is now interested in these Bosniaks, I do n’t know if it is his illusion. Although I heard that the Bosniaks have been constantly resisting the Ottomans, whether it is as big as the Roois-Marquis The lord is still these little nobles who look more like thieves than nobles. It seems that they were not very active before. On the contrary, with his arrival, these people seem to gradually become more active.

Among them, Alexander is not convinced that it has nothing to do with someone deliberately spreading news about his coming to Bosnia.

When Alexander appeared, Moorco had been paying attention to him, and intuitively told him that this young man should be the earl. Although his youngness surprised Moorco, it aroused Moerco's interest.

"Father of the Duchess of Estes, Pisa's regent and lord of Agrie, Count of Montina Alexandre Juliant Gumbre." Drana introduced carefully in Bosnian, watching When he was surprised by Moore ’s face, he could n’t help but smile slightly. “Now you can talk about your own origins, but as far as I know, your father is nothing but an escaped drunkard. "

"If you insult my dad again, I will fight with you now." Moore said bitterly, but he could not bear the anger that had risen when he saw the young count nearby.

"Adult, I'm the Cavalier Moko Sacrier of Lower Pava," Moore ignored the anger that appeared on Drana's face, and whether he was willing to translate for himself or not, he said, "I It is the knight of the flag around the heir of the Duke of Zagreb. "

Speaking of which, Moore saw the surprised look on Drana's face as he wished.

"What is he talking about?" Alexander also noticed the strangeness of Drana. He didn't look at the little Cacho who seemed to say something next to him, but asked Drana directly.

"He said he was the flag knight of the Viscount Hilva of Zagreb." Drana looked at the young man on the opposite side a bit distractedly. He could not but admit that Moore's identity was something he had never thought of before. of.

What made him somewhat helpless was that Alexander really became interested in this identity.

In other words, he became interested in the Viscount of Helva in Zagreb.

Regarding the religious riots that occurred in Zagreb a few years ago, Alexander had heard about it when he was in Rome.

This was one of the many major events that occurred during the reign of Sistine IV.

At that time, the Orthodox nobles of Croatia used the chaos of the Bosnian kingdom to be invaded and annexed by the Ottomans. They took the opportunity to launch a riot in Zagreb, the capital of Croatia. They not only executed the Duke of Zagreb, who had just announced the conversion of the Catholic Church, but also expelled him. His only heir, the Viscount of Helva.

However, some provinces along the coast of Croatia still declared that they insisted on the faithful faithful to the Viscount of Hurva, but the Viscount lost his trace at one time. Although there was news that the Viscount was still alive, it was only when the Ottomans took the opportunity to approach Croatia. Changes in the situation, whether it was Zagreb, which had been mastered by the Orthodox nobles, or the Croatian provinces that later had to declare the recognition of the Ottoman Sultanate, had been overwhelmed and naturally lost interest in the Viscount.

Now, suddenly hearing news about the Viscount Gerva in the Golmez mountain, Alexander couldn't help but feel a little curious.

"Knight, the Viscount Hilva you said, is the son of the former Duke of Zagreb?" Alexander asked through Drana.

"Yes, and the sole heir to the Duke." Moorcott intentionally increased his tone. "The Viscount has never given up his right to inherit the Duke of Zagreb, and his followers have also announced that they will swear allegiance to him."

"This really surprised me," Drana murmured in a voice that no one else could hear. He never expected that the Sacrier, who was fighting for the village of Pava a few years ago, would become Hull. The follower of Viscount Wa, then he looked at Moorco and couldn't help but say, "This really surprised me."

"It also surprised me," Alexander glanced over the young knight in front of him and the still nervous men around him, looking at the dirty look on them, a strange flash in Alexander's eyes, "I think we misunderstood By the way, what you are attacking is actually my friend, or should be said to be our prey. "

It was only then that Alexander looked to Gompati.

"How about, are your mercenaries well satisfied?"

"I would be more satisfied if these ores were turned into cannons." Gompati didn't mind how greedy it looked. "Master, when are we going to Hungary, aren't we here for the Hungarian copper mine?"

Hearing Gompati's doubts ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Alexander shook his head a little helplessly, maybe he saw the whole team's ore. He did not expect Gompati to be more interested in the Hungarian copper mine than he did.

Only now, Alexander feels that this trip to Hungary seems to have some other changes. Looking at this knight named Moorco, Alexander couldn't help but think of the Viscount Hilva.

As one of the most prominent nobles in the original Kingdom of Bosnia, the Duke of Zagreb was one of the most qualified for the Bosnian throne among the Croatian nobles. Although the duke is now dead, his son Viscount Hilva is still alive .

However, these are not important. What is important is that among the people who instigated the Zagreb riots behind them is the Marquis de Royère.

This made Alexander feel that the Viscount Gerva seemed to become important all of a sudden.

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