Conquer the Dawn of Heaven

The two skinny horses walked slowly on the road, and the ground was still a little difficult to walk. There was a little rain just the night before, and the air exuded a slightly damp and fresh breath.

In the field on the roadside, several farmers looked at the wet mud that was trampled under their feet with a smile on their faces. The rain at this time is especially precious. The abundant water can make the crops grow stronger. If God blesses the weather, just After half a year in summer and autumn, there will be a good harvest this year.

The simple and joyful look of the farmers at this moment seemed extremely gratifying, which made one of the people riding the horse on the field ridge sigh softly.

"What's wrong, Kurash, why do you sigh so long?" The young strange one of the two asked. "You have been like this these days. If you weren't seeing you drunk all day, I thought you didn't drink anymore. It's money. "

"If you don't drink money, you can make money or even grab it, but if you don't have a life, you will have nothing." The two of them, who were obviously older, puffed up the scruffy clothes with heavy alcohol on them, and then Scratched his unkempt hair again, "Omo, how much money is there at home?"

"What are you doing?" Upon hearing this, a young man's face immediately showed a vigilant look. "I tell you that the money is not for you to drink."

"Of course I know that it is not for drinking. Look at your cautious appearance. I think that the dragon in the mountain is not as dedicated as you are to guard your wealth."

"That's because I know that if you are a little careless, the money can become the wine in your stomach," the young people looked down at the companion next to them, and did not look respectful at all because of their age. "Kula of Kachulica What a drunkard, this is known even to the other side of the mountain. "

The man who was directly known as the drunkard was not angry because of the young man ’s words. He reached out and patted the horse ’s neck, stroking the horse ’s stiff mane, his eyes swept through the large green leaves of green light, Throwing into the distant farmland.

"It's a really good year. If you don't fight, it will be a bumper harvest this year." Kurash sighed softly.

Hearing his brother's words, a trace of melancholy hung on the young Omo's face.

"The Ottomans are really here?" Omo asked.

Although he always likes to ridicule Kulash, he does n’t even recognize the letters and is still an alcoholic, but in his mind this always drunk brother is his idol, and Kulaška ’s Kuraš is in Kachulica. The landlord who stayed the longest can see that he has more skill than the original landlords.

What's more, the legendary stories of Kurash have been spread locally long ago.

Omo knew that his brother had left home early to go out and wander. He had participated in many battles and joined the army fighting against the Ottomans, although many times he seemed to be for different lords, and even vaguely he Rumors have also been done for the Ottomans, but only from the rich loot he brought back when he came home, we can know that Kurash's experience must be very exciting.

This is also true. There are many legends about the Kurash Knights. One of them is that he once broke into the Ottoman barracks alone in a battle. After cutting off a Pasha ’s head, he can still escape safely. Came out.

The harvest that has been around for many years is the loot of the two big cars brought back by Kurash. Whether it is various gold coins in boxes or those exquisite utensils that are valuable at first glance, they were mocked by people in their hometown. Kurash not only returned fully loaded, but also became the owner of Kachulica.

Omo admires his brother very much. He hopes to go out and build meritorious career like Kurash one day, but Kurash has always opposed his idea.

"There is nothing but danger outside."

Kurash always said to Omo that when he saw the restless brother, he seemed to see himself before, but now he already knew what it was like outside, and Omo was clearly still full of longing for the outside world.

"How much money is left at home," Kurash returned to Omo with all the things after he returned with his loot. He knew what he was doing, and he actually earned more loot than he brought back in recent years. It ’s a lot more, but a large part of them let him squander outside. In addition to delicious food and drink, he has a lot of money cheaper than the prostitutes. Now when he returns home, he is worried that he may not be able to control his random spending. The money was given to the brother who could write it. "We have to be prepared. The Ottomans may come at any time."

Omar nodded worriedly. He knew that Kurash had been very knowledgeable in recent years, and although he was always drunk all day after coming back, he could do things safely, otherwise he would not be able to hold the land of Kachulica. .

And although I did not see Kurash actively mentioning the previous battle with the Ottomans, Omo could feel it, and his brother was taboo to those heretics.

"Tell me that the money won't buy all the land." Kurash asked Omori while walking back. "I think we have a lot of land, except for a few villages in Kachulica. The farmers in other places also call me the old man. I still remember I told you enough land before. What we want is money that can be taken away as much as possible. "

"These lands are ours, and they cannot force them to be taken away even if the Ottomans come." Omo said a little stubbornly, but then he smiled again. "But if you are willing to take me to war, we can wait After ousting the Ottomans, come back and reclaim the land. "

"Why, do you think we can drive away the Ottomans?" Kurash squinted at Omo. "Or do you think the Greek princess could do this?"

"I just said that if possible," Omo's eyes flashed with excitement. "In fact, at that time, we should probably follow the princess. After all, she is a descendant of the Roman emperor. Maybe you can get more from her. Rewards. "

"It seems that you still don't give up," Kurash looked at his brother a little helplessly. "Don't think I can't see that you want to go to Bucharest like those people, right?"

"That might be a good idea," Omo said excitedly. "I heard that many people went to Bucharest. In addition to those who came to our house with the princess last time, there are nobles in other places ready to join them. There are rumors that the Vatican has sent an army to help them. "

"So you can't bear it?" Kurash looked at his brother helplessly. "Listen to Omo, we don't disturb this kind of thing. If those nobles want to go and die with the Ottomans, let them go, always It is only after they have suffered that they know what the heathens look like. As for you, I have planned to let you study in Prague. "

"Go to Prague?" Omo unexpectedly asked, "What to learn, theology?"

"There is no shortage of monks in our family," Kurash looked at his brother. "Besides, our family needs someone to become a big man. I am not the one. Go study, and you can stand out in Prague's court."

"But now the king is in Bucharest," Omo seems to have not given up. He wondered if he could persuade his brother. "If we go to Bucharest now, we might catch up with the king."

"Then I lost my life there." Kurash obviously was unmoved by his brother's advice. "Listen to me, I don't intend to sweep your luck, but if you refuse to obey, I will let someone tie you to Prague." , This is for your hello, to know that most of the guys who go to Bucharest will not have a good result. "

Kurash breathed a sigh of relief, and he knew that just saying that obviously could not convince Omo. In fact, he was full of unrealistic fantasies about things outside his hometown like he did before. Let him, like himself, learn lessons after going through many things?

Kurash looked sullenly at the front.

The arrival of the Greek princess made him uneasy, and Omo's restlessness made him unhappy.

For the nobles who tried to rebel against the Ottomans, Kurash not only did not like it, but even thought they were stupid. Whether it was those who had lost their territory and were in exile, or they still seemed to be in power, he was not optimistic.

This is not because he looks down on those people, but because he knows how terrible the Ottomans are.

The Battle of Varna half a century ago completely defeated the last point of confidence of Europeans trying to actively attack the Ottomans.

Even nine years later, when Constantinople was facing a catastrophe, the Europeans were just watching from afar, but they had neither the courage nor the confidence to compete with the Ottomans.

Now half a century has passed, the Ottomans have become more terrible and powerful, but the Europeans have become weaker. At this time, against the behemoth, Kurash feels that he is really looking for death.

Still too young, Kurash squinted at the brother next to him.

Unlike other families, Kurash is very close to his family. He is by no means the kind of person who developed himself and drove all his brothers out of the eldest son or sent them to the monastery.

In Kurash's opinion, the literate word Omor is much more profitable than his soldier, who can only find his way out on the battlefield. Because of this, he is unwilling to see his brothers like the nobles. Sent easily.

"Don't believe those people, and how many of them do you think really support the Greek princess?" Kurash groaned disdainfully. "The girl is just a shield for them, or they need her now, but Regardless of whether those people succeed in the future, they will not tolerate that girl standing above their heads. Believe me, the future of that girl may not be so good. "

Omo was a little surprised to see Kurash. Although he admired his brother, he still felt that his brother was a very vulgar person.

He may be a competent brother, but he is not a true knight. Omo thinks so, because he is neither greedy nor too greedy.

But now Omo was surprised to find that his brother's words sounded reasonable.

Just thinking about some news I heard before, Omo still has a little bit of trouble.

"I heard that the Earl of Sand in Belgrade has decided to stay away from Bucharest," Ormo tentatively said. "The Earl vowed to coexist with the entire city."

"So you are planning to go to Belgrade again?" Kurash asked a little funny. "Do you really think that Earl can hold the city?"

"If the legendary Kurash Knight is willing to help him, maybe the Earl can really succeed," Omar said with a little excitement. "Did the Earl ever want you to serve him, but the Grand Duke does not seem to like you very much, so you Would rather come back to farm. "

"That's because I once hurt Grand Duke's nephew," Kurash mumbled, seemingly defending himself. "But is that all right, I can be my landlord with peace of mind."

"But it's Earl Sander in Bucharest now. Earl is much more benevolent than his cousin. Don't you think this is a good opportunity, don't forget that you said that Belgrade's walls are the strongest you have ever seen One of the city walls, if the count wants to defend the city, it may not be successful. If you help him at this time, the count must be very happy. "

Kurash looked at Omo, and was also a little surprised that the brother seemed to be much smarter than he thought. Speaking of the Earl of Sand in Belgrade, he was really an old acquaintance, and what really moved him, as Omo said As such, Belgrade is one of the strongest defenses in the city he has ever seen. This has given Kurash a little bit of movement for a while.

Just thinking about the horrors of the Ottomans, Kurash was a little uncertain.

Seeing that his brother seemed to be a little moved, Ormo immediately continued: "Are you not heard of Zagreb again? The Viscount Hilva has returned to Zagreb and heard that he will soon inherit The title of Duke of Sighnaci, and he has publicly announced that he will not obey the orders of the Ottomans. Maybe he will give us a good job by looking for Earl Sander at this time. If we can win the Ottomans, then we can earn A lot of rewards and loot. "

Kurash pondered the beard on his lips, knowing that he was actually moved by Omo, or that the restless energy in his heart had never really disappeared.

"But the Ottomans are not easy to deal with. Will Belgrade's walls be stronger than Constantinople, see what the outcome of that capital city is." Kurash sighed softly.

"Don't we do anything!" Omo asked angrily. "Don't forget you, but the Kurash Knight who once killed hundreds of Ottomans."

The accusation against the brothers Kurash is just a lip-sweeping ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ It is not difficult to kill hundreds of Ottomans, but it is too difficult to keep those cities. I don't worry about those cities not surrendering, so even if I go to the count, if he is just stubbornly guarding Belgrade, he will eventually fail. "

Seeing Omo's puzzled expression, Kurash reached out and rubbed on his brother's head: "This is a battle you don't understand unless ..."

"Unless what?" Omo asked curiously.

"Unless the Earl Ken ventures to let his army leave Belgrade." Kurash pouted a little helplessly "how could he do this."

Kurash did n’t know that just as he was teaching his brother, another person was making the same argument as him.

"Although Belgrade's defense is strong, it will only fail if it stays on guard," said Gompati next to Alexander on the horse. "I don't know who the Earl of Sand is. If he is not so stupid, it is better to take the initiative Get out of that city. "