The people of Chipes looked at the strange Roman nobleman from afar, and they knew that they had ventured out of the city to support this man, and that he would appear here to support them.

It's just that despite this, many people look at those foreign troops with little intimacy, and some even have some vague alienation and hostility.

What happened in Zagreb, which had reached Bucharest, gave the Bucharest people indescribably complicated thoughts about the arrival of Alexander and his army.

The conflict between Catholicism and Orthodoxy has been so long that it is not so easy to change all this, even if they have to face the pagan invaders together.

Alexander had already heard from some Balkans that Sophia had come with reinforcements, and he couldn't help but look forward to it, but he couldn't help but feel a little nervous at the thought of meeting again after nearly two years.

Sophia only appeared after the coalition retreated, after Cepes's strong orders to leave her in the rear, and when the Wallachian cavalry attacked, Sophia could only watch nervously at the battle in the distance under the close watch of the squires, and she tried to rush more than once, but the squires stopped her.

When someone reported that "the princess is coming", Alexander's face, which had not changed even in the face of the Ottomans, finally showed a strange expression.

He looked back in the direction from which the voice came with some confusion, as if to determine whether the news was true.

Then Alexander saw Sophia, surrounded by a group of attendants, standing not far in front of her, dressed in striking and familiar ornate armor.

For a moment, Alexander felt a little strange.

Although the figure in front of him was covered by armor, the girl whose face was still so familiar had an unrecognizable appearance at this moment.

At the beginning, I had not completely gotten rid of the slightly rounded chin of the baby fat shadow, but at this time it had disappeared, and the pointed jaw looked like the liveliness and cleverness of a young girl, rather than just the willfulness and stubbornness of a green girl.

When those big dark eyes opened wide because of excitement, it reminded people of the heart-touching and pitiful gaze of the lost fawn.

But Sophia was clearly not a poor and weak fawn, but more like a hedgehog curled up, her eyes fixed on Alexander's face, and then she suddenly tilted her head slightly to the side.

Seeing this familiar action, Alexander couldn't help but feel an indescribable emotion in his heart, and he slowly walked towards Sophia until he stopped very close to her.

"Sofia Alexandra Valleola," Alexander whispered the unfamiliar and familiar name, and then he gently reached out and took Sophia's left hand and put it to her lips and kissed it, "I think I must have missed something before, otherwise I wouldn't have thought you looked so familiar." ”

"Count, have you ever seen a princess before?" Chipes walked over and looked at the two men who were staring at each other.

"I wish I had seen it, but I don't know if the princess remembers having such a person as me." Alexander's gaze stayed on Sophia's face, and at this moment he wanted to take Sophia into his arms, even if she would resist violently or lose her temper with him like an angry child, he didn't care.

Sophia's face turned crimson, her lips opened into a soft, meaningless "ah", and sensing the power and heat from Alexander's hand, Sophia reached out her other hand and pressed it on Alexander's hand.

The feeling of holding each other hard made the two of them forget about the people and things next to them for a while, and a trace of stubbornness flashed in Sophia's eyes at this time.

When we meet again, there is no one else who can separate us. Sophia clutched Alexander's hand tightly, repeating in her heart the vows she had made when she left Rome.

"Count, let's go back to Bucharest together, I'm sure many people must be looking forward to your arrival at this time." Chipes said slowly, his eyes roaming back and forth between the two people in front of him, he was sure that the two men not only knew each other, but also had a more complicated relationship than others thought, but now he didn't care so much about it.

The victory, or rather the repulsion of the Ottomans, made it clear to Cepes that his position had changed significantly from before.

This can be seen in the demeanor of the nobles who showed him more respect.

If he was one of many nobles who had joined the alliance in Bucharest, he was now the leader of a group of them.

The Ottomans were forced to form alliances but oscillated between war and peace, and the influence of Ladislas II had a serious impact on the Balkans.

Before, Cepes knew that he could not fight against the Hungarian king at all, even if he knew that Ladislas II had the same ambitions for Wallachia as his predecessors, and even his father's death was likely to be deeply related to the Hungarians, but he could only wait forbearly, and even had to flatter the king and his wife in order not to arouse the king's suspicion.

But now after this battle, Chipes knew that he had not only finally gained the respect and recognition of the nobles, but most importantly, he had become a strong rival to Ladislas II in the Bucharest alliance by relying on his tough attitude towards the Ottomans.

And all this was actually brought by the young foreign count in front of him, thinking of this, Cepes suddenly felt that his previous scruples about this count of Montina were actually a little redundant, and even vaguely felt that maybe the arrival of this person might break the Hungarian king's previous plan to use Sophia to control the Balkan nobles.

Alexander's appearance was a real surprise to Trypes, especially when he thought that this man might weaken Ladislas II's influence on Sophia, and Chipes felt that this person's appearance was too timely.

Now he only needs to bring Alexander into Bucharest, and only God knows what will happen next.

It wasn't until Cepes invited him again that Alexander reluctantly let go of Sophia's hand, and he looked at the Archduke of Wallachia with a kind smile on his face, although he didn't know why the Grand Duke seemed to be in a better mood all of a sudden, but he would have liked to see this man not stare at him with such a gloomy face.

After all, just thinking about the fact that the other party is the son of the legendary vampire ancestor, Alexander feels a strange feeling.

There was a sudden burst of loud cheers ahead, and then Alexander saw a group of cavalry coming in their direction through the front ranks.

From his uniform, he recognized that it was the Bohemian cavalry who had followed Gompati before, and when he got closer, he saw Gompati's figure.

"My lord! I'm coming! Gompati said in a proclamatory tone, and then he saluted Alexander on his horse, "Forgive me for bringing back only these people, the rest of them have died in battle with the Ottomans, God bless their souls in heaven." ”

"May God bless them," Alexander intently drew a cross on his chest, which was not about faith but about respect for the deceased, "they are the best soldiers, and I will not forget them." ”

"Then my lordship, I will be your guide," said Gompati, who led his horse forward to Alexander, and then leaned forward and said to Alexander in a low voice that only two people could hear, "my lord, the gates of Bucharest have been opened for you, according to your wishes. ”

When Sisuggu crossed the Alger River to the Sultan's tent, he met a somewhat surprised man, the Bosnian king Ruva ??, saw that this king was still unconcealed in front of the Sultan, although he was still unable to hide a trace of restraint, Sisuggu not only felt strange, he could not understand what made this earlier enemy choose to take refuge in them, although this did make the war much more favorable to the Ottomans, but Sisugu could not have much affection for this man.

And Rowa?? It's not good news.

The unexpectedly active activity of Helva, Duke of Zagreb, caused the Ottomans more trouble than expected, the mountains in the north provided him with good protection, the strong anti-Ottoman sentiment in the Balkans became his strong support, and the warm climate until April allowed his army to stay in the field for a long time without worrying about the weather causing him any trouble.

All this undoubtedly facilitated the fact that Helva led his Zagreb army to attack the Ottoman rear.

"We're in some trouble with Sisughu," said the Sultan motioned to the general to sit down in Rwa?? next to the saddle stool" and is more trouble than previously estimated. ”

"You've sent Eryup to kill that Herva," Sisugu said, glancing at the silent Roy next to him?? Maybe give him a little more time to hear the good news. ”

"It will probably take a long time," Bayezid II shook his head a little helplessly, "Eyup seems to think that we should use more drastic measures, and he is considering extending the punishment of the blood tax to all the regions involved and supporting Helva. ”

"Sultan, allow me to once again express my opposition to this proposal." Rova who has been silent?? Suddenly, he met the Sultan's gaze, his voice stiff and deep, "Bosnia is a true kingdom, as a king I have a duty to protect my subjects, I will find Helva and punish him for his crimes, but before that I hope you will keep the agreement we have made." ”

Hearing this, the Sultan's originally peaceful face instantly became low, and he looked at Roa with an indifferent expression??, and his eyes flashed with a sharp light.

At this time, the Sultan did not have the gentleness and generosity that people usually remembered, and what could really be seen in him was only the majesty and inviolability of the Sultan.

Rowa?? He stared at Bayezid II in silence, his face equally ugly, but with a little uneasiness and apprehension.

For him, the excitement of starting to be king to the confronted with difficult problems, and even the trouble of working with the Ottomans in order to put on the crown was quickly manifesting itself, which made Rova?? Sometimes I can't help but feel confused about his original choice.

Only now he had no way out, and the crown he had put on by the Ottomans was not only stuck on his forehead, but also tightly choked his throat.

"Expand the area of punishment for the blood tax, this is the punishment for those who rebel, let them understand what consequences their choice will have for themselves and their families, and if the mercy of mercy does not work, then use savage conquest to achieve our ends," Bayezid II finally spoke, ignoring Rois?? Ugly face, but said to Xi Sugu, "I didn't send troops to support you before, this must make you feel very strange, right?" ”

Xi Sugu immediately saluted respectfully and slightly apprehensively, and then he slowly shook his head after a little contemplation and said, "My Sultan, I must admit that there was some surprise at the beginning, because I was facing danger at that time, and if the enemy took the opportunity to attack at that time, then I would probably face annihilation. ”

Bayezid II was pleased with Sissou's frankness, and he was well aware of how dangerous it was for Sissou at the time, and the fact that the Sultan's army, which was the main force, remained on the west bank of the Alger River, could easily lead to speculation.

"So what do you think now?" The Sultan asked in a tone full of encouragement.

"My Sultan, in fact I understood when I tried to pull my army back," Sisukgu said with a strange look, "We have separated from the enemy too easily, or rather, we have withdrawn from the battle with the tacit consent of the enemy." ”

The Sultan nodded slowly, and he noticed the Roy next to him?? With a concerned look, he motioned for the servant to help him up, and then led the two to the map.

"The local nobles, they want to defend Bucharest, but as far as I know, many of them have little confidence in this war, and each of them has their own plans, even that Chipes may not be impossible to negotiate with us, as the events of today have proved." As he spoke, the Sultan picked up a wooden pole on the side of the map and pointed to the map respectively, "Bucharest, the Alger River, and the Danube, all these make up the terrain of Bucharest, and we should remember that my father, the great conqueror Muhammad, once returned from this city, which gave us a deep enough lesson, that is, the plains of Bucharest are not suitable for a battlefield, at least it is too unfriendly for the attacking side." ”

The Sultan's words made Sisugu think for a moment, and he vaguely guessed that the Sultan had already made up his mind a conclusion, and all this seemed to be similar to that of Rowa?? Relate.

Xi Sugu couldn't help but say to Ruwa?? Looking away, seeing the same pensive expression of the Bosnian king, he looked again at Bayezid II.

"That Duke of Zagreb is a very nasty fellow," Bayezid II looked at Rois??" The man we need to deal with is a cunning fox, but we all know that he can only cause us trouble because we are pinned down by more important enemies," said the Sultan, who nodded his wooden pole in the direction of Bucharest City, "but without this containment, if our enemy had to abandon Bucharest for more important things, or even abandon the whole of Wallachia and leave Bosnia and Croatia, do you think that Herva would still be so rampant at that time?" ”

Rowa?? He Xi Sugu's face couldn't help but show surprise and confusion because of the Sultan's words, and they obviously couldn't understand for a while what the Sultan could do to solve the problem in front of them.

Seeing the look on their faces, Bayezid II showed a rare smile of satisfaction, and the wooden pole in his hand slowly moved north along the map until he was in Rois?? The breathing that gradually became rapid finally stopped.

"Rowa?? My friend, I need you to reorganize your army, for you will soon have an expedition," the Sultan said to his Bosnian allies, "and I have decided that you will lead the expedition to Hungary, and believe me, the expression on that count of Ladislas II will be marvelous when he hears this." ”

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