I Am Louis XIV

Trade between countries, even hundreds of years later, if an ordinary person says, "Arms trade!" will become the first word out of his mouth.

In the mighty procession of Louis XIV from Paris to Slovenia, apart from his bed and bathtub, armaments were the real highlight. The cans were just embellishments. Among these terrible goods, white phosphorus bombs were another It occupies an important position - because the consequences of white phosphorus bombs are too terrible. When he was dealing with the dark wizard in Flanders, Louis tried to use it once, and everyone who saw it would have nightmares. , the same goes for wizards.

This made Louis cautious about the use of white phosphorus bombs, and he almost never had to use this trump card, but in this battle, the first thing he thought of was white phosphorus bombs, which were more powerful than any cannonballs and bullets. Swords and arrows, even devils and beasts are more to be feared, and this is especially true for infantry such as Azap who rarely have solid armor protection.

What the white-skinned Azap infantry saw was the flash of white phosphorus bullets fired from the cannon, exploding in the air. The white phosphorus emits violent light and smoke as it burns in the air. It doesn't look scary, it's just like fireworks. But all those who looked directly into the flames like this Azap infantry fell into temporary blindness. They shouted in horror. When the Christian soldiers on the side wanted to go up and fight, they were stopped in time by their commanders and brothers. .

Blue white flowers bloom in the air, petals scattered, as light as snowflakes or ashes. Once they fall on people, they burn crazily. The white phosphorus bombs that once produced great destructive effects on wizards are used on mortals. The body is even more invincible - this kind of flame cannot be extinguished by water, sand or cloth, and even those who dare to help the injured who are on fire will be affected.

Candles were erected on the city wall. Human fat and skin were burned with crackling sounds. Screams and wails resounded through the sky. Some gunners who fired white phosphorus bombs trembled and had to be replaced by other more ruthless people. Instead, they fired at the Azaps who were clinging to the siege vehicles. A greater light enveloped the city walls and bastions, and even Grand Vizier Ahmed, who was thousands of feet away, could see them.

"Behold," said Ahmed, "we remain as merciful as angels, while our enemies show our soldiers what hell is."

"They will go to hell," said the Grand Priest.

"After us," Ahmed said, "this is war, Grand Imam, not worship."

"There are some lines that can never be crossed," the Grand Priest said.

Ahmed looked at him, and the wind blew the three-horse tail flag beside him, because the white light from Kamnico cast wisps of shadows on his face and body, making him look like A half-man, half-demon monster.

He crossed his hands on his shoulders, bowed deeply to the Grand Priest, and walked away.

"He is panicking," Mosang said. "If we are defeated, we will be severely punished, but no one can get past him - according to the law, he will be quartered and killed by five horses."

"You should not be brooding over your brother's death," said the Grand Patriarch. "He certainly should not have entered the Grand Vizier's tent without being summoned."

"My brother has been punished, but he must have seen something and heard something, and these are exactly what the grand vizier doesn't want us to know. Why doesn't he want us to know?" Mosang said, he The tone was flat but to the point. The Grand Priest frowned: "I will watch him."

The fire caused by white phosphorus is still burning. This kind of white phosphorus bombs, which are not simply researched and manufactured by craftsmen and scholars, can continue to burn for a longer time and can ignite more things. They have indeed powerfully curbed the fire. The charge of the Zapu infantry dampened the morale of the Ottomans. Ahmed returned to the tent, took off the scimitar from his body, and rubbed it repeatedly. The ruby ​​on the scabbard of the scimitar shone with tiny light, and the knife The ivory decoration on the handle looks like flowers at first glance, but at second glance it looks like countless ghosts entwined together.

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At night, countless torches were lit on the city wall of Kamnik. Craftsmen and soldiers sent cement and sand to the city wall through temporary ramps, pulleys, cranes and buckets, and repaired the places damaged by Ottoman artillery overnight. I encountered a few minor waves of harassment, but to no avail.

There were also sparks swaying on the Velika Plani Highlands. In the army of this era, most people still had a situation where they could not see at night, but King Ludwig I of Poland not only had his soldiers here, but also Louis. The dragoons of the Fourteenth, as well as the winged cavalry raised by the great nobles, these cavalry total about 12,000 people, and each of them is extremely strong, with eyes shining like wolves in the dark, and several monks dressed as The wizard walked among them, looking up at the sky.

The weather has been sunny these days, but there will still be clouds, just not as heavy.

The wizards measured the wind direction and speed - this was something they often did when they were astrologers, but this time Ludwig I did not need any mysterious instructions from them, as long as the speed and direction of the wind could meet the requirements their requirements.

The Polish hussars were far away from the cavalry, and their attire was also very strange. They carried two small barrels on the back of the horse, and carried bows and arrows on their backs. The aura emanating from these people made the horses restless. Ludwig I once again looked at the people around him, especially the generals - he led the group of cavalry with kegs and his two thousand guards to set off first, and the other teams followed the instructions. Plans may follow up one after another or be detoured.

Looking down from the sky, you can see the huge cavalry team slowly extending its tentacles like an octopus and surrounding the Ottoman tent.

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There was also a bonfire burning outside the tent, and a group of Cossacks pulled up their carriage defense line - that is, lining up the carriages as a protection for the camp. The camp was full of Cossacks, drinking wine and eating black food. Barbecuing, crouching down and kicking and dancing, the dust raised can almost build a new fortress. Although people on duty are also arranged, they will also be rotated to drink.

So before they completely quieted down, everyone must have been in a state of drunkenness.

A Cossack guard looked at the camp where the voice gradually became lower. A Cossack was singing a song, as if praising the beautiful girl, the heroic warrior, the just and generous Grand Vizier, and the Sultan of Istanbul. , he was so entranced when he heard it, that he almost ignored the stranger walking from the darkness.

"Who?" he shouted, and then he saw a Crimean Tatar on horseback.

The Tatar was wearing a crude sheepskin coat, with a silk trousers hanging from his waist that did not match him: "I will exchange for a musket, do you have any?"

Since all the Sultan's soldiers, with the exception of the three most important regiments, provided their own weapons and food, the Cossacks had no doubts, "What will you exchange for them?"

The Tatar stopped about five feet away from them and dropped the robe. It made many crisp sounds. A Cossack picked it up and opened it. There were two silver candlesticks and a plate inside, both with signs of collision, and It was a sacred vessel of the church, and the Tatar must have stolen it or snatched it from somewhere.

One of the Cossacks raised his musket, but the Tatar shook his head, "This won't do." He said, "I want the French."

The Cossack laughed: "Even those who knock the pot may not be able to change it for you."

The French muskets not only have a long range and good accuracy, but their bayonets are also clip-type, rather than socket-type like other countries. When soldiers face the enemy who is approaching every step of the way, they do not need to temporarily equip bayonets. Going directly from a hot weapon war to a cold weapon war, who wouldn't want to have such a weapon? Although there are enough pounds of silver here, it is still impossible to replace it with a French musket.

As for the ones the Cossacks talked about knocking the pot, they were referring to the soldiers in the Yenicherry Regiment. They did not have a flag, or in other words, the flag was the big pot they used to cook. Their leader was called a spoon. The deputy captain is called the chef, and the captain is called the stove - they use the knocking of the pot as a horn of attack, and they also call their companions "the one beside the pot" when asking for help. If they lose themselves in the battle pot, that legion will lose all honor.

Although they also captured some French weapons in previous battles, these must only be retained or exchanged by pro-corps groups such as Yeniceri.

"If it were Spanish or Austrian," said the Tartar, "I wouldn't be able to give you that much."

Finally, they settled for a silver candlestick and a plate. The Tatar picked up his musket and tried it in the air, then turned and disappeared into the darkness.

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"You see." The wizard said. The cavalry stepped away from his glass ball and nodded. They still tried their best to avoid contact with these special people - wizards are all servants of the devil. This concept still exists in Europe. It's quite deep-rooted, but they also have to admit that with the help of wizards, they can reduce a lot of difficulties and possible harm.

The Crimean Tatar - of course, he was just pretending to be Anwo. The Tatars are almost all a mixture of locals and Huns. Their faces have many similarities. The Crimean Tatars and The difference between Polish Tatars is that most of them converted to the sect of the Ottoman Turks, so they often wear black skullcaps, striped robes and open waistcoats.

What came out of Anwo's robe was a night owl. The cavalry looked at him with admiration. Anwo returned it to the wizard. The Tatars were not so afraid of wizards. Their shaman He is quite respected in the tribe, and Anwo would say that if he could afford it, his tribe would welcome wizards to settle in.

"My owl can only get close to this distance." The wizard explained: "The Ottoman patriarch should be in the camp."

"I understand," said Ludwig I.

He looked forward and silently extended his staff to point.

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After the Crimean Tatar left, he briefly admired the silver plate and silver candlestick. The Cossacks picked up the musical instruments, jugs and weapons again, but during the period of the musical instruments playing, I love you, a Cossack with sensitive hearing. Heads suddenly looked up, and then the others, none of whom were more familiar with the sound of horse hooves!

"enemy!"

shouted one of the Cossacks.

(Immediately they heard many crackling sounds, as if something was being broken, and the sound of horse hooves roared past. After throwing small barrels of kerosene onto the Cossacks' carriage, the cavalrymen drew out their arrows and shot them at the nearby Cossacks. As soon as something was rubbed - the mixture of yellow phosphorus and red phosphorus suddenly burned. As soon as they turned around, they shot an arrow into the darkness. The flames on the arrow ignited the kerosene-soaked wooden boards or cowhide, and they made an ominous sound. The red light could not be extinguished by the Cossacks with earth or water.

Some of the Cossacks immediately chased after them, and then they discovered that this was happening in many places. This was not a nuisance, but a formal attack, although unexpected - the pelts of wild beasts and birds emerged from the thick night. The feathers of the Polish hussars.

Ludwig I took the lead, and his son Count Henry accompanied him because of Louis XIV's favor. They passed row after row of hussars.

There are many legends about the Hussars, but the more common theory is that the feather racks they stood behind the saddles were to prevent the Huns from lassoing - when the Huns of the Golden Horde fought against the Poles, They often used a lasso to pull off the rider from his horse.

However, as Ludwig I once observed, this statement may not be correct, but the Huns' lasso was also learned by the Polish hussars. They waved the ropes decorated with hooks and embedded them with a click. He opened the gap in the Cossack carriage, and then with the help of the pulling force and momentum of the horses, he was able to pull the rickety carriage apart in one fell swoop.

Once a carriage dispersed, there was a gap. Although the Cossacks gathered to try to fight against these uninvited guests, first of all, not many of them could see freely in the dark. Secondly, more and more burning carriages were coming. More and more.

Once the hussars who had pulled down the carriage succeeded, they immediately retreated to both sides, and even dropped the lasso. Then, the sound of horse hooves rolled in like summer thunder, and the following hussars were like a wave. It pierced the center of the camp like a sharp spear.

The cavalrymen who had burned the Cossack chariots dispersed from them and continued to set fire to the tent city. You can imagine what kind of scene this will be. There is fire everywhere, smoke everywhere, and a dazzling haze. All you seem to see is your companions. By the time you notice the enemy, you are already dead. Someone is there. Crying, someone is shouting, the Ottomans are proud of the number of soldiers, and now they will suffer from it.

More and more Ottomans were driven out of their tents, or simply burned to death in their tents. Ludwig I and his eldest son led the Polish nobles and Schlachtas in the camp. Suddenly, showing amazing luck and courage, a few wizards followed them closely to prevent them from going in the wrong direction - this is entirely possible.

Suddenly, a group of cavalry with shiny armor and colorful clothes appeared in front of them.

Someone shouted, "Mutefirika!" But even King Ludwig I could have guessed it. The leading cavalry glanced around and also recognized the king and his son among the invading enemies. He bowed to them and then drew the scimitar beside him.

Earl Henry rode out and fought with him.