Alexander could not help but admit that he had miscalculated.

In his imagination, the first thing that came to the mind of the Ottomans should be how to completely annihilate their own enemy army that stood in their way.

With the overwhelming superiority of the Ottoman army, it would be too common to face an enemy force of only about 7,000 men, and it would be a bit too common to simply defeat it.

Such a victory could be achieved even by an ordinary child, so with the reserve and arrogance of the Ottoman generals, they would surely pursue more brilliant and even gorgeous victories.

It is obviously a good idea to completely encircle and annihilate a 7,000-strong army in a single battle, after all, it is really rare in Europe today to annihilate such a large number of enemy troops in a single battle.

It can be inferred from this that even in the Ottoman Empire, which was known for its large number of soldiers, this was not a small feat.

So with this in mind, Alexander focused on reinforcing the flanks of the defensive line, and he divided the most trusted Agri musketeers into three parts in the center and on both flanks, although he thought that the Ottomans would not try to attack the narrow strip between his left flank and the Danube without common sense, but considering that there might be a Ottoman general who wanted to be different, he also arranged a relatively small number of Agri musketeers on the left flank.

But what he really values is the right.

The relatively gentle plains and wide flanks provided too much convenience for the hussars' detours, and when he thought of the Anatolian hussars' past exploits, Alexander believed that even the most mediocre Ottoman general would not ignore this advantage.

As for the possibility that the Ottomans might be concerned about Bucharest on their backs, Alexander preferred that the enemy's generals would be bolder and quicker, or that if they encountered an enemy general with a crowded and aggressive attacking spirit, he might try to annihilate Bucharest by luring his troops to send troops.

I believe that if that happens, the people of Bucharest will not be able to sit still.

Alexander's purpose is obvious, he just wants to shrink the turtle in the city of Bucharest and refuse to come out, and even drag the nobles who are pinning their hopes on peace into the water!

It's just that he didn't expect that the enemy general in front of him finally chose a tactic that stunned him - it was actually a frontal flat push that could be called untechnical.

An army of more than 6,000 people does not seem to be a lot just by looking at the numbers, and you can't even imagine what it would be like if you weren't there in person, but when you really want to set up such an army, you will find that this is by no means as simple as an ordinary battle.

On a front, nearly 2 fata miles wide, Montina's army had entered their respective positions in accordance with the battle order, flags fluttering in the afternoon wind, spears and armor shining.

The striking crimson uniforms of the Agri musketeers stood out among the uniformed ranks, and the musketeers lined up in a dense phalanx of spears looked like lit flames from a distance.

The Bohemian cavalry ran between the gaps in the ranks, delivering orders or shouting loudly to boost morale.

And in the gap between the phalanxes, the Genoese sword and shield soldiers don't know whether to pretend to be leisurely or just to cheer themselves up, as if what is coming is not a life-and-death battle but a date with a beautiful chick.

As for the shouting and shouting, as if they would jump up and pounce at any moment, there was a large group of loose and loose Balkans, some of whom were a headache for the Montina officers, some of whom were assigned to the Montina army, and most of them were formed into an independent Balkan regiment by Alexander under the leadership of Rona Pannoni.

They had only one task, and that was to see the Ottomans pounce on them like mad dogs, and it was best to completely disrupt the Ottomans' battle sequence with their best bravery and savagery.

It's just that this style of play is obviously very dangerous for the Balkan regiment, maybe it will be completely destroyed due to heavy damage in a battle, and Alexander does not want them to become simple consumables, although it is not difficult to recruit such a group of farmers to replenish the army in this land, but he has other ideas about the Balkans.

So when Rona Pannone excitedly asked to place his regiment in front of the position, the result was Alexander's stern refusal.

"Stay behind the fortifications honestly, and read my orders at all times," Alexander pointed two fingers to his eyes, and then to Pannoni, "When I order you to attack, you must pounce on the enemy like a hyena, but if you are not ordered to do so, you must be honest behind the fortifications, as long as you obey the orders and wait until the battle is over, I will reward you, but if you do not obey, I will have your whole regiment stripped naked and hung on a tree and whipped." ”

Panoni had a strange look on his face, probably imagining that the whole group was hanging naked on the tree, and he immediately nodded his head in response: "Listen to your Earl, we will do whatever you tell us to do." ”

A group of horsemen in the same dark red uniform, but with shining cuirass draped over their backs, wearing short black cloaks and sabers and muskets, stood out from the crowd, causing a cheer from Montina's army as they passed.

The hunters responded with the same cheers, and then they marched into the slightly further back spaces between the phalanxes.

"Your Excellency, there are too few soldiers left with you." An officer asked with some trepidation that this man was the commander of the original garrison of the new castle of Montina, and that after Alexander had handed over the regency of Montina to Barendi, he had drawn a group of men from the garrison to enrich the expedition.

"If you don't need to go into battle, then it's a waste to leave too many soldiers, but if it really comes to the time when I have to go to the front, isn't it even more wasteful to have so many soldiers before I don't need them?"

Alexander smiled at the officer, who was a little stunned by his specious answer, and he felt that telling a joke at such a time might ease the nerves, but it seemed useless to just look at the other person's appearance.

"The hunters are the last reserves, and when the time comes for them to be deployed, we will either be on the verge of victory or face destruction." Alexander whispered, then shook his head inadvertently.

At this time, he missed Gompati and Oflai, but these two of his men, whom he had always used very well, were now not by his side.

"Let's hope Gompati isn't in any trouble."

Alexander really learned about the rapid reaction of the Ottomans, which also made him realize that he must not take the enemy lightly.

However, he was not very worried, the mobility of the Bohemian cavalry led by Gompati was still very trustworthy, and the direction of their retreat was Bucharest, if Gompati was cunning enough, maybe he could take the opportunity to bring those Bucharest people in.

It wasn't that Alexander didn't think that the Bucharest people would treat Gompati in such a cold way, but he still had some hope for the nobles in Bucharest who had complicated relations.

At the very least, Gompati's arrival should be able to stir up the already chaotic situation in Bucharest like a catfish.

The sun moved slightly, and the shadows of the trees were already slanted enough to stand below to avoid the sun, when the shrill trumpets of the scout whistles in the distance of the position blew with the river breeze.

The Ottoman army arrived.

The moving black dots slowly approached, gradually joining into curved or straight lines.

Something slightly towering was dangling, it was a series of military flags, which seemed to be few from a distance, but as you got closer, you would find that the number of those military flags was dense, and people couldn't help but secretly speculate about how many troops there were under the flags.

As the Ottomans approached, the oncoming wind was mixed with a lot of strange smells, choking dust, faint smell of blood, and the unique smell of the Ottomans.

Alexander could feel the looming commotion in his ranks, caused by the tension of the upcoming battle, and by the hidden fear of facing the Ottomans.

For Europeans, the real fear of the Ottomans began to occur after the Battle of Varna.

Prior to this, although the fall of Eastern Rome and the subsequent fall of Constantinople in 1453 had caused panic in Europe, the disastrous defeat at the Battle of Varna in 1444 was the cause of the real outbreak of Olympophobia in Europe.

The defeat at the Battle of Varna caused the Europeans not only to abandon the Eastern Roman Empire, which was already a struggling Empire, but also to feel the crisis even as far away as the European continent.

In the following decades, the Ottomans gradually conquered most of the Balkans from Greece, and their long rule made the locals hate them and fear them.

And now they are facing the Ottoman army led by the Sultan himself, even if the Sultan himself is not here, but as long as they look at the crescent moon flags, the long-standing fear involuntarily wells up from the bottom of their hearts.

Alexander did not move, he knew that it was superfluous to say anything at this time, and only a battle would stabilize the mood of the soldiers.

This is why he ordered the construction of fortifications from the very beginning.

Alexander was not arrogant enough to think that his army could suppress the Ottomans in a purely hand-to-hand field battle, at least in terms of the ratio of forces, he had already suffered from the beginning, and even if the Sultan would not send all his troops, he would never send an equal number of troops for the sake of chivalry, so he would definitely face an opponent with superior forces.

Moreover, the fear of the Ottomans could not be ignored, and it was with this in mind that Alexander was ready from the beginning to rely on his position to confront the enemy.

It's just that he didn't expect that the Ottoman commander on the opposite side would be so aggressive to fight a field position offensive and defensive battle with him.

"I'd love to get to know the Ottoman commander on the other side," Alexander said to his retinue, "I can't help but admit that he makes me very unhappy, but I don't think the Sultan is happy at this time." ”

Alexander's guess was correct, and when he heard that his commander had decided to attack from the front, and that the cavalry would be used only as a tactical offensive force on the battlefield, Bayezid II felt a strong resentment in his heart.

He wanted to see the enemy on the opposite side completely annihilated rather than just routed, and when he thought of the shelling of his own army on the banks of the Muresh River, the Sultan felt that the mere defeat of the enemy was not enough to quench his anger.

In addition, Bayezid II needed to deter the nobles of Bucharest with a clean and complete war of annihilation, especially when he already sensed that the troubles from Herva were threatening his rule, and he needed to use such a vivid example to show the Balkans the danger of angering him.

It's just that Bayezid II, who was already about to give the order to change the plan, chose to remain silent at the last moment.

Bayezid II had always had great respect for the decisions made by the generals at the front, and he differed from his father in this respect.

Mehmed II the Conqueror preferred to command his armies himself, and sometimes he was more like a soldier than a sultan.

This was not the case with Bayezid II, who respected the decisions made by his commanders, especially on the front line, where the situation on the battlefield was changing rapidly, and Bayezid II did not consider himself better suited to command a campaign than a seasoned general.

"Tell Xi Sugu to cut off the enemy's retreat as much as possible if possible, I still hope that he can bring me more brilliant results, but in the end everything will be up to him."

The Sultan gave this carefully worded order and went into the royal camp, where his favorite concubine was waiting for him, but the Sultan did not want to take time to pamper the beauty at the beginning of the campaign, but because he happened to have something very important to attend to.

Seeing the Sultan walking into the royal tent, the woman who had been waiting for her immediately walked up and saluted, and after helping the Sultan sit comfortably on the pillow, the woman took out a tightly sealed wax sac, and after breaking it vigorously, took out a letter from it.

"This is the woman named Connie de Marindao," the woman explained to the Sultan with a puzzled look on his face, "it is the daughter of the European Marindao who had been to Constantinople before, and her father is now in prison in Constantinople, because this woman named Connieo has promised to do things for us." ”

"I remember the man, he seems to be a traveler," the Sultan vaguely remembered, "so what news did the woman send?" ”

The woman looked at the secret letter in her hand, first stunned and then showed a look that she didn't know whether to be happy or worried: "She is in Rome now, and she has found 'that person'." ”

An abnormal blush suddenly appeared on the Sultan's otherwise calm face, as if he had suddenly heard the whereabouts of his dream lover.

"Let that Connio keep an eye on him," Bayezid II sat down slowly, and he inhaled hard from the hookah handed by his concubine, then exhaled white smoke violently.

Then the Sultan suddenly called to the eunuch waiting outside the royal tent: "Tell him that today is a special day, and I want him to celebrate me with a veritable victory!" ”

The Sultan's order was soon reached the front, and the Ottoman commander who received the order first kissed the tips of the eunuch's boots as a sign of deference to the Sultan, and then mounted his horse with the help of his servants.

With the commander waving his horsetail in the air, and to the accompaniment of Ottoman-style music, the Ottoman soldiers with round shields and scimitars in their arms marched towards the Montina position on the hills, guided by banners.

Almost at the same time, a trumpet rang out on Montina's position.

At this point, at about 3 o'clock in the afternoon of April 4, 1499, the Battle of the Alger River, which was the prelude to the defense of Bucharest, officially began!

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