"His Majesty the Sultan......"

"Good news or bad news?"

"Bad news."

The shadow of the plague continues, Edirne. The increasing number of casualties forced the Ottoman rebels to abandon the siege camp they had built for a long time, and the weapons that the craftsmen had carefully built to target the walls of Edirne, such as siege towers and rams, were abandoned because they were difficult to carry.

The precarious situation was solved by a natural disaster. The inhabitants of the inner city of Edir did not know for a moment whether to consider it a miracle or an end of the world.

"Is there any worse news than the plague reports that Shavinley sends me every day?"

Muhammad sat up from his ornate silk carpet, the situation at the time of the Ottomans was also uncertain, and without the guidance of Murad II, Muhammad would have struggled to cope with it alone. The rebels have risen one after another, and the part of the Balkan Peninsula alone has exhausted the Sudanese guards, and the whole of Anatolia may have become a pot of porridge at this time.

With the help of the local governor who wants to resist the offensive of the rebels? If they do not turn against Muhammad, they should thank Allah.

"Then it depends on which of the civilians is more valuable than the Sudanese guards."

"What do you mean?" Muhammad looked up alarmedly, "Something has happened to the Sultan guards. ”

"It's not the Sultan's guards in the camp in the inner city of Edir......" Mleta, the commander of the Sultan's Guards, took off his helmet and put a list in front of Mehmed II, "the two hundred Guards soldiers sent to Epirus to assassinate John and Sophia were wiped out by their heavy infantry in the dense forests of Epirus within a week, and all of them were captured or killed, and none of them withdrew to Edirne." Moreover, they have re-deployed a small number of soldiers on the border line, although the defense force is still weak, but it can already serve as a perfect warning. It's going to take a bit of effort to re-infiltrate. ”

"The success of the assassination was a surprise, but the failure was not so surprising. This is in the hinterland of Epirus, and we simply cannot grasp the movements of the Romans. But...... The terrain of the mountainous region of Epirus is complicated, and two hundred people are ambushed in different positions in four groups, it has only been a week, how did the Romans manage to make our elite unable to even give information in a week? Muhammad was puzzled by the fact that the information that had been gathered in Edirne was relatively detailed. But it is very undesirable to have a disconnection of information in a short period of time. Muhammad allocated a large part of the Ottoman Empire's income to the intelligence network in Rome, and he was naturally dissatisfied with such a return.

"Your Majesty the Sultan, our spy was discovered by the Romans very early. It's just that Rome has been unable to cope with the income dilemma. But now it's different. On the side of the palace, Razmusi, the chief of the Ottoman spy who was also involved in the assembly, stood up and handed over a complete record, "Since the end of last year, not to mention our missing intelligence agents, the spy network in Constantinople has almost collapsed. In this way, the Romans either invested huge taxes in counterintelligence work as well, or they ...... There is a once-in-a-millennium spy genius inside Rome. ”

"Lord Razmus, you don't know what the nobles of Rome did thirty years ago, do you? Seventy percent of the great nobles betrayed their empire and absconded from the Balkans with their accumulated wealth, troops, and manpower. Now that the fresh blood of the Roman upper class is almost completely exhausted, do you still expect Constantine to select talents from among the commoners? However, the spy network has always accounted for the majority of the empire's tax revenue, but it has been repeatedly suppressed by a small country that is almost extinct...... I'm afraid this is not just a problem for spies, right? ”

Mleta threw a fire at Razmudsi, who of course had the primary responsibility as the head of the spy.

Moreover, although Mehmed II was only twelve or thirteen years old, he had heard a little about the defection of the Roman nobility, which directly led to the collapse of Rome's internal administration and economy, and also brought opportunities for the Ottoman Empire to attack on all fronts. Although he did not know much about the internal affairs of Rome, at least the decay of the aristocracy was visible to the naked eye. In the aristocracy of thousands of years, it is impossible to say that it will change, at least it will take a process, and the probability of Rome selecting unborn talents is still too small.

"General Mleta, I'm afraid that's not right, is it?" The Minister of Justice, Hassan Emir, also stood up after hearing the speech of the commander of the Guards, as a representative of the Department of Internal Affairs, Hassan Emir had one of the highest prestige in the Ottoman court, and was also Mleta's main opponent in the court wrestling.

However, Hassan Emir is moderate on the surface and usually does not come into direct conflict with the military and political faction.

"Ah, what can the Venerable Mr. Hassan Amir teach me?" Although the tone was full of disdain, the disparity in status forced Mleta to do some superficial work.

Hassan Amir ignored Mleta's provocation and turned to Muhammad II and said, "Your Majesty, don't underestimate the place of the word 'Rome' in this world. This great empire stretched on the continent for nearly two thousand years, and the appeal of the Roman Empire is still strong and powerful even today. Including the Roman commander who was under the walls of Theodosius that day, and who had stormed our army of 10,000 men to pieces, his name was Giovanni Giustiniani. Who would have thought that he came from Genoa, which was close to the Romans? This is just one of the representatives, the existence of these two words in Rome is destined to his talent pool will never wither. There will always be people from all over the world, thousands of miles away, sworn to defend that crumbling empire. We must not underestimate the opponent in front of us. ”

"Then I will conquer Rome with my own hands and submit him to my feet!"

Mleta immediately judged that Hassan Emir's advice had made His Majesty the Sultan a little displeased, and immediately added to the fire: "Lord Hassan Emir, are you trying to weaken our morale by exaggerating the strength of the enemy?" As the Minister of Justice of the Ottoman Empire, this is probably not something you should do, right? Or is it that the collapse of Lord Razmussi's intelligence network has something to do with you? ”

"Jumping Clown......" Hassan Amir gave Mleta a faint look and returned to his seat.

With his family's capital, Hassan Emir had never regarded him as an opponent, and he believed that with the abilities of Mehmed II, Mleta would probably not be proud of himself in the court council for many days.