The Ottoman fleet made its way up the river without hindrance, and as the river became much narrower than at the mouth of the river, the look of the governor of the fleet became more serious.

There were many woods on both sides of the river, which made the Ottomans a lot more cautious, and they carefully monitored the situation on the bank, especially after gradually seeing the fortress along the east bank of the river, the Ottomans immediately became vigilant.

"The artillery in these forts can block most of the river," the governor came to the conclusion after a slight estimate, which made his expression look gloomy, "I hope no one in Sisugu will be disappointed, otherwise we may have to take this place." ”

According to the Sultan's plan, Sisuggu's army would first control the west bank of the lower Dembvica River to protect the fleet of ships going up the river, because Sisuggu's army did not carry artillery and could not attack the fortress on the other side of the river for the time being, so he only needed to control one side of the river.

But further upstream, this was obviously not possible, because the river would be narrower, which would allow the artillery in the fort to block the entire river, which meant that the fort had to be taken, otherwise the fleet would be threatened by artillery fire.

Because of this, Sissogu tried to surround the fortress on the west bank at all costs, but now he was blocked by Alexander's Montina army, and for a time he could not push any further.

The fleet was getting closer and closer to the fortress of Pletvi, and the ships began to move closer to the west bank, because the fort was built on the east bank of the river, and the Ottoman army did not have time to cross the river, but fortunately, the army in the valley of Sissu had already controlled the bank on the west bank, so the Ottomans wanted to borrow the wide distance of the river to avoid the artillery attack in the fort.

"At least the distance will allow us to dodge the artillery." The Governor kept an eye on the movement of the Pletvi fortress on the other side in the distance.

It seemed that Pletvi was quiet, and there was no movement.

Or maybe the Bucharest people had fled in fright, the thought crossed the Governor's mind, and though he knew that it was not a good habit to always think of things as good on the battlefield, but now that Pletvi was quiet, he thought that perhaps he was a little too nervous.

The vanguard ships in front of the flotilla had already passed, and most of them were loaded with heavy stones, which were intended to storm the locks of the Bucharestans, and in addition to the stones, there were large barrels of gunpowder on the boats, and the boats were all driven by Muserim soldiers, and before setting out, the governor had promised them that if they could break the enemy's locks this time, they would be free as long as they could come back alive.

Such a promise was tempting, so even though they knew that the mission was dangerous, the Muserim soldiers scrambled to get on board, and they were more vigilant than the Ottomans along the way, and the governor had more than once sent someone to ask what was happening because he heard the sound of muskets coming from the ship in front.

The fortress of Pletvi remained quiet, perhaps because the fleet was clinging to the left bank and their guns could not fire, or it was really out of fear that they fled early, after all, there were only two lone fortresses downstream, and once besieged, it was impossible to support each other like the upper ones.

The Governor exhaled softly, he was still a little nervous, after all, the Sultan had given him the important task of attacking the city of Bucharest, and while the Sultan's army was in formation under the city, his fleet was going upstream, whether or not this would divert the attention of the Bucharestans, the Sultan was already using his whole army to create an opportunity for him to attack the city.

If this did not complete the Sultan's mandate, the Governor knew that he might have a hard time in the future

It might be good to be sent to a remote place to be a governor, after all, there is a chance to do it all over again, but it would be too bad to fall out of favor and be sent home.

After all, the Sultan is now slowly getting old, and the Sultan's sons are fighting for power everywhere and preparing to launch an attack on the throne, at this time a governor with real power and a down-to-earth governor will obviously have different weight in front of the new Sultan, and a person who has been deprived of all power and can only be idle at home may not even be remembered by the new Sultan in the future.

This kind of cranky thinking made the governor of the fleet think that Sisugu was much luckier than himself, at least that man almost never wanted anything superfluous except to fight, and it made the Sultan and his sons seem to be more at ease with Sisugu than for anyone else.

The vanguard ships at the front of the flotilla had almost passed through Pletvi, and everything was going well, and the governor's heart was finally relieved a little.

"Maybe you should have a good relationship with Xi Sugu, after all, the Sultan may not have many years, and now it is time to find a strong companion in the court to support each other, and Xi Sugu is very active in this war, it seems that he will soon be reused by the Sultan, and maybe he may become the new favorite of the new Sultan in the future." Because of a little relaxation, the Governor began to ponder in his heart.

Suddenly, a dense burst of gunfire broke his distracted mind.

The Governor was taken aback, and when he heard that it was the Muserims firing from the vanguard ship, he immediately ordered to ask what was happening ahead.

The Governor was furious at what he received, and the Muserim in front of them noticed that there were several small boats on the river, which made them suspect that it was probably the Bucharest who had arranged to intercept them, so they immediately opened fire, but then they realized that they were just unowned boats abandoned on the bank of the river.

The Governor snorted indignantly, he knew that the Muserim were obviously so eager for freedom to become so frizzy, and although he wanted to be reprimanded, he had changed his mind considering that it was before the Great War.

"Just let those guys be presumptuous, after all, most of them are unlikely to make it back alive." The Governor had a rare kindness, but his kindness did not last long, and with a sudden sound of cannons, the Governor's body couldn't help but shake suddenly, and even the strings of gems set in his turban couldn't help shaking.

The sound of the cannon did not sound very loud, which made the experienced gunner guess that the cannon fired should be a small gun with a light weight, but this was enough to surprise the governor, who could tell that the cannon was not coming from the direction of Pletvi, but from the west bank of the river in front.

Although the lower reaches of the Dembvica River are not wide, because the river is steep, boats can move along the river bank as much as possible without worrying about running aground, which is indeed convenient for boats to travel on the river, but it also means that if the other side is brave enough, it is completely possible to attack the ships driving close to the shore from a very close place.

Shoot at such a close distance?

The Governor's face changed instantly, and even when he saw a column of water rise from the river to the right of the fleet, he was still taken aback by the sudden sight.

Shouldn't the enemy have fired from the direction of Pletvi, how could the artillery sound come from the west bank of the river, could it be that the Sisugu suffered a crushing defeat?

The Governor's mind passed through the thoughts, but before he could speak, two shelling rounds rang out.

In the direction where the smoke of the first cannon fire had not yet dissipated, a thick cloud of smoke rose from a very close distance to the shore with the second cannon sound.

Then the Governor saw one of the masts of the ships that were swaying in front of him suddenly crooked, and then the boat slammed upwards from the middle of the hull as if it had been lifted up by a monster hidden under the water, and then a great explosion was remembered in the river!

Although you could see the faces of the people on board, because of the lack of experience, even at such a distance, the first shell flew over the deck close to the hull, and even the projectile passed between the two Muserim soldiers standing on the deck, but smashed into the river without causing even the slightest damage to the boat.

This made Georgio want to curse, but he didn't have time at all, he only had two cannons in his hands, and they were the smallest of them.

Having seen the shell of the cannon in front of him fly through the deck into the river, Georgiliruo instinctively lifted the barrel of the cannon in front of him upward, although he lit the cannon's twist when the Ottomans, who had already spotted their whereabouts, looked at the muzzle of the black hole pointed at them with angry, frightened, and uneasy eyes.

The barrel of the cannon throbbed violently, and the tail of the pole had already poked into the earth as a wooden pole supported at the end of the cannon cracked, and the splinters burst from the fracture immediately made a black lump on Georgiliu's forehead.

"What are we going to do next?!" A companion looked at the boat, which had turned over like a fish that had been lifted up, and asked Georgilirouou excitedly, but before Georgiliurou could answer, with a fierce gunshot, the man had already spurted blood from the riverbank.

"Run, get out of here!" Georgiliurou shouted without thinking of it, and he threw down the cannon, which had only fired one shell, and turned to run, for they had to carry the two cannons from Pletvi across the river in small boats, and they had not even brought horses with them.

Georgilirouou did not take it upon himself to stop the Ottoman fleet, but he felt that he was more than capable of making some trouble for the Ottomans to delay their advance.

And he did, and with the muffled sound of a monster whispering on the river behind him, Georgiliurou looked back curiously at the distant escape, and then he was surprised to find that the boat, which had only been hit by one shell, was actually rolling and sloping.

"Where did I hit?" Before entering the woods, the thought flashed through Georgilirouou's mind, and then he immediately beckoned his companions to flee for their lives into the forest.

Two guns, the only chance to shoot.

One shell flew into the river without any effect, and another hit the hull of a boat.

This was nothing, after all, the cannon was not very powerful, but no one expected that the shell that fired the goofs hit the bottom compartment and then hit a powder keg directly.

The instantaneous explosion force first burst in all directions, and when the surrounding stones used to destroy the sluice blocked the power of the gunpowder expansion and explosion, the huge explosion force surged in the only direction that could be vented.

The explosion sounded from the hull of the ship, and the thin flames and air waves instantly toppled the deck from the inside out, penetrating from the bottom up, throwing the people on board in all directions, and then the huge force carried the shattered stones and continued to churn upward, directly lifting the entire hull from the water.

The hull, which was too fragile compared to the force of the explosion, could not withstand such an impact, and as the hull of the ship churned, the stones on the ship were flipped to one side, and the whole ship immediately tilted to the side, and then turned sideways and fell directly into the river.

Smoke rose from the river, and a large wave immediately broke off on the surface of the river that was blocked by the water.

It all happened so suddenly that a boat that followed closely behind it didn't even have time to dodge before it crashed into the capsized hull.

This led to even greater confusion, with the Ottomans frantically shouting to warn the flanks behind them, while the ships in front desperately tried to avoid the two ships in front of them, which had become entangled in the collision.

An angry roar escaped the Governor's throat, but a trace of unease quickly crossed the Governor's mind when he saw that the other boats seemed to be rowing towards the middle of the river in an attempt to avoid them.

Then he suddenly shouted an order to the people next to him: "Tell them to stop!" Stop it! Don't go to the middle of the river! ”

Although the Governor's shouts were loud, the people around him did not hear what he was saying at first because of the confusion ahead, and it was not until he yelled and repeated it twice that his men quickly signaled to the boats that were trying to move towards the middle of the river.

Some boats saw it and began to slow down, while others struggled to move because of the confusion.

"They should have been beheaded." The Governor looked at the shadows of the boats that were almost in the middle of the river, and let out a helpless moan from his mouth, he could already guess what was going to happen next, so he looked back in the direction of the east bank.

The Governor's fears were immediately fulfilled, and his heart trembled slightly at the faint sound of audible cannons, and then he saw columns of water rising from the surface of the river.

"It's good that those heretics don't have good artillery." The Governor smiled bitterly at himself, but he knew that this was only the beginning, and that his fleet was now about to break through this section of the river at the risk of artillery attack from the fortress of Pletvica, as the two stranded and sunken ships blocked the passage on the west bank of the Dembvica River.

In the fortress of Pletvi, Bodpaed, who was standing on the highest fort of the fort, looked at the river below and shook his head slightly, he looked back and saw several ugly-faced fortress officers looking at him silently, Bodpade smiled at them: "Don't worry, everyone, we won't stay here for long, and we can't stop the Ottomans, but we can stop them with the greatest strength, and then you can leave Pletvi and go back to Bucharest with peace of mind, There you will think that you have bravely resisted the Ottomans and are greeted heroically. ”

Bodped kept laughing when he said this, which reassured the officers a little, and then one of them finally couldn't help but ask, "What about you, you did this after we left, you know that Pletvi can't hold it." ”

"We have other things to do," said Bodped, looking over at the river, then stopping for a moment on the other side of the Dembvica, before turning back to the officers and saying, "My lords, let's try to make the Ottomans as troublesome as possible." ”

For a time, the sound of the cannons at the fortress of Pletvi was intermittent, but it was continuous, which caused great trouble for the Ottoman fleet, which was trying to go north as quickly as possible, and this trouble lasted for a long time, until an unexpected news came.

In the early morning of April 20, the left flank of the Ottoman army broke through the defenses of Bukrčani, the nearest riverside fortress to Dembvica, and Bukrčani fell.

Dembvica's connection with Bucharest was completely severed.

At the same time, the left flank of the Ottomans was cut off from retreat, and Cepes, who rushed to the aid of Dembvica.