In the beginning, Angelo's plan went quite smoothly. At noon one day, on the eighteenth day of the siege of Shumlia, in an inconspicuous corner of the bustling Anset Market Square, a homeless man suddenly lay dying.

He was covered in black linen, and the only thing that stood out was a bright silver cross pinned to his chest. He just sat in that corner, staring at the occasional flow of people going back and forth throughout the market square with his only dark blue pupil exposed.

Finally, a little girl in her early teens spotted her. Or rather, a willingness to pay attention to her. Taking advantage of the gap between his mother and a vendor, he quietly came to the homeless man.

"Uncle, are you okay?"

The homeless man looked up, and from his only exposed eye, the little girl seemed to read some despair and pity. The sackcloth wrapped around his mouth moved, but in the end, he only snorted twice, and the homeless man shook his head again.

"Lillian! Come back! What are you doing? When the little girl's mother turned around, she realized that her daughter was mixed with the homeless man again, and hurriedly pulled her to her side, "I told you not to do such a thing again!" ”

Because of the growing shortage of food supplies in Shumliya and the need for large quantities of supplies to sustain the army, life was generally more difficult for ordinary people. But the Serbian people were no weaker in their resistance to oppression than the Hussites in Bohemia, and no matter how difficult life was, few people gave up their determination to live and die with the walled city of Schumlia.

Until this happens.

Perhaps driven by curiosity, the little girl was tugging at the corner of the old tramp's clothes, and under the tugging of her mother, the rag wrapped around the old tramp's right hand was removed in this way......

Under the pale skin of the homeless man, there were countless dark black ecchymosis, and there were countless raised tumor-like lumps growing all over the arms, and the half of the black linen cloth in the little girl's hand was still stained with pus from the suppuration and rupture of the lymph nodes. Perhaps it was the pain caused by the pulling of the window that the old tramp could not support, and he coughed twice with great difficulty and pain, and soon the sackcloth covering his mouth was soaked with blood, and the last remaining vitality of the old tramp quickly dissipated.

"Black ...... Black death...... Black death! ”

Like the death knell of the end times, the proclamation of Satan.

The desperate screams of the young peasant woman turned the entire Anset Market Square into hell in an instant. Until now, when the shadow of the Black Death falls, no one is completely immune.

The people in the market square scattered in an instant, leaving only some vegetables and vegetables in a messy mess on the uncleaned stalls. The corpse of an old homeless man plunged the entire Serbian inhabitants of Shumlia into the most complete fear.

"Duke Tolinka...... It's time for us to leave. The plague poses an additional risk if it spreads throughout the city. Now Shimlia is a dead city, and even if we evacuate, the Romans will not dare to enter it, and it will lose its value as a fortress. Defend Prokupre, we still have a chance! ”

"What about my people, what about these Serbian people?" Tolinka clutched his head in despair, "Aren't these filthy, vile, and inferior people afraid of being cursed and going to hell?" ”

Whether or not the plague patients who popped up in the bazaar were instigated, Tolinka believed that they had nothing to do with the Roman legions outside the city. With popular support for the Serbian Restoration Army and his persistent pursuit of freedom and independence, Tolinka believes that even if the people of Serbia are infected with the plague, it is more likely that their families will burn them in the first place than if they stand in the market and let the plague spread.

"Lord Duke! We will be back! Leading the army first, the Romans could only bypass Shimlia if they wanted to go to Prokupre. Now that every house in the city of Shumlia is closed, and the Roman army does not enter the city, the safety of the people is assured as long as the plague does not spread......"

"Fuck ......"

"Lord Duke! We don't have time to drag it out, the people of Serbia can hide in their homes, our soldiers don't have such conditions......"

"We retreated with the army, so what will these people who have held out with us for almost a month think!" Tolinka slammed his fist into the wooden table, the cracks mixing with the blood on his knuckles.

"Duke Tolinka! Everything you've made now! All for the final victory of the Serbian Restoration Army! Save the living force, and we will have a chance for revenge in the future! ”

"Rome! They have to pay the price! ”

……

Ulrich did not leave Constantinople that night, but stayed in the rooms of the palace. If the royal family of Valleoello acquiesced to László V, or with the Habsburgs, there are many details worth going into detail.

Three days later, John Palaiologo, who was getting better, arrived in a wheelchair in the palace of Constantine, accompanied by Sophia and Evelei, as well as a group of Apostolic Guards.

"Mr. Ulrich, perhaps this is a more appropriate occasion for you to explain your plans to us." Smiling, Agrippa the Elder ushered Ulrich into the chamber, where the nobles and officials of the empire were seated around the quaint round table.

A chant in the banquet hall made the name Ulrich well-known in high society in Constantinople, and it also brought the empire back into the wars and strife of the heart of Europe after being isolated in the Balkans for nearly a century.

The Hussite Wars, so to speak, have discredited the Pope, and almost all Catholic countries cannot tolerate the continued sitting of the Bohemian throne in Borgerblad. If you cooperate with the Habsburgs, you can ease the current awkward relationship between the Reich and the Germans.

The events of the French pope in Avignon, together with the Great Schism of the Catholic Church, followed by the Hussite uprising. Today's Catholic Church is in turmoil. In John's eyes, this rift between the scattered sands would sooner or later lead the Pope and his followers into a situation from which they could never recover. And the pursuit of temporary cooperation is only for the sake of immediate interests.

"How to get His Majesty Laszllo V and Lady Elisabeth out of Frederick III's cage is not your business. The first help we need is for the Empire, to officially declare war on Irri, who had illegally acquired the throne of Bohemia. ”