Chapter 44: The Dark Eagle

"Kabol, where are you?"

The cavalry, numbering thousands, stopped in a dense woods that did not see the light of day.

"General Anaftru, this is near Albania. There is still half a day left to reach our intended goal. The deputy beside him replied respectfully, "Your Excellency Sultan has ordered us to rush to the front early this morning. ”

"Albanian ......"

The commander who walked in the front closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then sighed.

"Kabor, return to Allah."

The deputy suddenly trembled and asked tentatively, "General, what do you mean by this?" ”

"I will repent of the sins I have committed against the Lord...... Use the head of a pagan to confess. ”

The silver-white sword flashed in front of Kabol's eyes for only a moment, and his vision turned into darkness.

The bloodstained head rolled off the horse's back.

"Anaftru? In the future, there will be no more such people among the Ottoman cavalry generals. ”

The knight who led the lead slowly took off his helmet and threw it on the ground.

"The victory of the Roman Empire has already given us an opportunity and an example for us. The Ottomans, not indestructible. His resolute face was covered with rain and the blood on his body was washed away, "At this point, I, Jerj Skanderbeg, will return to the bosom of the Lord, abide by the doctrine, and repent of my sins...... Sweep away the infidels! ”

His army was not directly under the Sultan, and almost everyone knew all about Skanderbeg's inner plans. And Kabor, the only eyeliner he knew about Muhammad planted by his side, had already flown into the sky at this time.

At this point, he did not know what kind of revenge the Ottomans would usher in. He had thought about seeking help from Hungary, Venice, Naples, Aragon, and now he had a better choice.

As a nobleman of the Eastern Roman region in Albania, he was once committed to the weakness of the empire and submitted to Murad II, but now the empire has a large land in the Peloponnese, Greater Greece, southern Macedonia, Thrace, Trabzon and Epirus, which is the fastest aid available in the future.

After a while, Gyrj, who had regained his strength, led the whole cavalry to turn around and go to the city of Kruja. The fortress where he was born, fell to the Ottomans.

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"Jerj Skamped?"

Constantine XI received the diplomatic papers that had just arrived from the hands of his attendants. But he couldn't remember in his head any country whose name was the ruler or the head of diplomacy. Even if the empire is long gone, diplomatic documents should not be written by an obscure person.

"Your Highness, if you know the past of Epirus, you should remember his family." The Elder Agrippa, the head of foreign affairs, reminded him that "in the region of Epirus, there was a long period of aristocratic rebellion. Although the Ottomans ostensibly occupied Epirus, the actual gain of control was delayed for a long time. The local nobles, who had been loyal to the empire, joined forces to resist the Ottoman invasion...... Among them, there should be this Jerdi's father. ”

"So...... Is this Derj an old vassal of the Empire? Constantine hesitated and opened the letter, "But the rebellion of Epirus must have been quickly suppressed by the then Sultan Bayesset......"

"That's right. After the defeat of the rebellion, the nobles had no choice but to surrender. However, Derj was later favored by Murad II and trained himself in Edirne, where he was an excellent general in the Ottoman army. It is said that the war he commanded has not lost a single one. He himself was highly respected by Murad II. ”

"So...... He was an Ottoman man? ”

"It's hard to say." Old Agrippa pondered for a moment, and said, "He himself does not seem to be so popular in the Ottoman army, and his comrades are wary of him. And he was not involved in foreign affairs, sending a diplomatic document to the empire at this time...... His intentions are hard to fathom. ”

Constantine XI nodded, and then carefully read the contents of the letter.

A simple document can be read in ten minutes at most, and at this moment, a full half an hour has passed in the Purple Palace.

The paper that Constantine was holding in his hand was slowly rubbed into his palm, and the muscles in his arms were bruised, but he didn't say a word.

"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty? Old Agrippa tried to scream twice, and Constantine recovered from this state.

"See for yourself......"

The contents of the paperwork made the brains of Agrippa and Constantine unable to react.

"Your Majesty...... Let's convene a royal council...... It's better to ...... the two in the Slou Garden."

"That's what I mean."

So, it was late at night, but the hall was brightly lit.

"Sophia! I asked you to come to the Imperial Council, and you wore it like this? "Constantine saw Sophia in a silk nightdress, one head and two big, this girl has ignored any royal rules since she was a child, and John has some restraint, but his niece, but there is nothing he can do.

"Your Majesty...... Everyone is asleep, and they have to be called over......"

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"Forget it, let's get down to business, Agrippa!"

"Hmm...... Colleagues, tonight, we received a message. "Yesterday, an Ottoman officer, with more than three hundred cavalry, rebelled. ”

"Oh? Just 300 people? Giovanni raised some interest. A rebellion of this magnitude should have been suppressed soon, but when it comes to the Imperial Council, it is clear that things are not so simple.

The general, Gyerj Skanderbeg, sent more than 4,000 men to the Ottoman-Hungarian border to support the front. And he himself, with only a few cronies, took control of the city of Kruja. ”

"If I'm not mistaken...... As a mountain fortress, the city of Kruja was very difficult to attack. Rely on a few hundred people ......"

"And, this Derj, openly declared his secession from the Ottoman Empire and established the Kingdom of Albania, with a black double-headed eagle as the national flag." Constantine XI said, "Moreover, they want their crown to be recognized by the universal patriarch, and they want to be able to form a military alliance with us." ”

"The Land of a City...... An alliance with the Empire? He was only a minor nobleman without any legitimacy, and the Patriarch himself admitted that it was also a blow to the prestige of the Church. And at the moment, it seems that this alliance will not bring us any vital benefits......"

"No, father, we should agree!"

John, who had been silent for a long time, finally dug up information related to this Jerdi Skanderbeg from his head.