The hunters, apparently aware of the seriousness of the situation, followed behind Alexander, those in front of him staring at his back, and those behind staring at the banner in front of them.

Alexander realized that he was in a crisis he had never faced before, and now he was facing not only the most powerful army of his time, but also his enemy.

Alexander did not want to be an enemy of the Ottomans, but it was irrational for him to confront the Ottomans head-on at this time.

No one knows better than him how the Ottoman Empire will prostrate all of Europe in the next few dozens, hundreds, or even two centuries or so long under their terrible shadow that will not fade until more than 200 years of the Siege of Vienna.

Only then will the Europeans be completely free from the terrible threat from the Ottoman Empire, but now is the time for them to go to glory.

Suddenly there was a continuous burst of gunfire from the front, and the two hunters rushed to the front, squeezing Alexander in the center while shouting to his companions behind.

More and more hunters crossed Alexander, and as they advanced, their ranks began to unfold, and by this time Busacko had reached out and grabbed the reins of Pagassos.

"My lord, if you must take the risk, please calm down a little, I can't let you fight the Ottomans like this."

"Busako, if we can't even see the sun tomorrow, then we don't have to worry about whether we are calm enough when we die." Alexander said as he pulled out the musket at his waist with his other hand, "Are you rushing with me, or are you going to reason with me right here?" ”

Busako let out a low cry of helplessness, letting go of Alexander's reins and shouting to the hunters next to him, "Protect your lordship, or confiscate your land in your homeland!" ”

The hunters immediately shouted, not knowing whether to protect Alexander or to protest against Busako's threat to confiscate the land.

At the same time, the gunshots in front of him rang out again, but this time it sounded visibly disorganized.

"The Ottomans are attacking both ends of the gap."

Alexander immediately realized the danger, he knew that the width of the gap was not large, although the Montina army was in danger of being cut in two after being breached, but if the Ottomans could not quickly expand the breach, then for the Ottoman army that rushed into the gap, they might be in a terrible situation from heaven to hell.

Busako squeezed his horse's belly and ran forward, and in the distance he saw a group of Montina troops with staggered banners that looked chaotic but still barely able to hold on to a thicket of bushes and mounds.

"Who are you?!"

Busako shouted loudly, he had already seen several gray figures of Ottoman soldiers appear in front of the mound, and he didn't care to ask any more, Busako had already led the huntsmen to meet him, and with the volley of short guns condescending on his horse, the Ottomans who had just rushed up immediately fell, and for a time the Ottomans were confused by this sudden blow, and at the same time, the Montina soldiers guarding behind the mound cheered and struggled with their spears and sabers to stab and slash at the enemy on the opposite side.

"Pizza Regiment! We are a pizza group! A bloodied young man ran over with a bladed sword, and while he stared warily at the enemy opposite, he turned back to Busako and shouted, "I am the deputy officer of the 2nd Brigade of the Pisa Regiment, Maceni, our officer is dead, and now I am in command of the 2nd Brigade of the Pisa Regiment." ”

"Well done, Marchioni, you're an officer now." A voice came from behind, followed by a scorching wave of heat that erupted over Macheni's head not far from Macheni, and an Ottoman fell to the ground with a gun.

"Your Excellency!" The young man named Macheni was taken aback when he saw Alexander, but it was too late to say anything at this time, and while grabbing a shield on the ground to cover Alexander, who was loading bullets, he kept yelling for the soldiers next to him to come around, "Protect your lord!" ”

"Leave me alone, I've got huntsmen by my side."

Alexander stood up from behind his shield as he spoke, he raised his musket and aimed it at an enemy who happened to jump up the mound, seeing his face Alexander was slightly stunned, it was still a child, and the obvious fear could be seen on his face, but in a moment that face became hideous.

The Muselim infantryman stood in front of him with his shield raised, his scimitar raised above his head and slashed at Alexander.

"Phew!" Alexander's gun struck him directly on his leg, which was exposed under his shield, and the boy screamed and plunged forward, and before he could completely fall, two soldiers of the Pisa Regiment had already slashed their weapons at him.

The boy screamed and rolled and fell out behind the mound, while the hunters who had already rushed rushed rushed towards the gap.

The Muserim infantry at the front were blocked, while shouts of killing could be heard on both sides of the gap amid the chaotic sound of gunfire.

While the Ottomans were leaning towards the right flank of the entire front, they decisively re-chose the direction of the breakthrough after discovering the sudden gap.

A group of Ottoman cavalry rushed towards them with a scream, looking at these Anatolian light cavalry; Alexander, with a gloomy face, waved his arm downward.

"Bohemia!" Despite the heralds waving the signal flag, Busako involuntarily turned around and roared at the Bohemian cavalry who were still lined up behind them and seemed to be leisurely watching the battle, despite the fierce battle.

A whistle sounded, and the Bohemian cavalry, which had been watching a play, rushed forward like beasts breaking through the cage against the Anatolian light cavalry.

The cavalry of both sides rushed towards each other, getting closer and closer, their gnashing faces and the sharp blades of their sabers in their hands were already clearly visible, and then, in the open space in front of the gap, the soldiers of both sides suddenly collided, and then staggered past, waving their blades at the oncoming enemy.

Screaming, bloody, and then the slashed bodies were planted on the back of the horses, and the horses that had lost their owners were still running blindly behind the team while screaming.

The Bohemian cavalry continued to gallop forward, and they had to rush out for a while before they could slow down, but just then they saw a plain white figure in the rear of the Ottomans.

In fact, it wasn't completely white, but just a shadow of a white high-topped flat-horned hat.

Beneath the boxer caps, a group of Ottoman soldiers with muskets marched slowly but steadily towards the gap.

"It's the Ottoman Guards."

Behind the gap, the Montina soldiers, who had also noticed that army, exclaimed.

"Is it finally here?" Alexander smiled wryly, he didn't expect that he had just said that he was lucky not to meet the Ottoman guards, but now it was immediately fulfilled, and what was worse was that the other party was still known for its sharp firepower.

"Ready to fight, ready to fight!" The new officer, Marcheni, suddenly jumped up on the mound and shouted, and then he suddenly jumped down and shouted to Alexander, "Don't worry, my lord, I won't let the Ottomans cross this place!" ”

Looking at Maceny's blood-stained face, Alexander reached out and pressed his shoulder hard: "What's your full name, at least if we have to die here I should know who I died with in battle." ”

"Nikolai, my lord, my name is Nikolai Jo Macioni, and I am from Termoli."

The moment he heard the name, Alexander was slightly stunned, and then he nodded: "Okay Maceni, let's keep this place together." ”

After saying this, Alexander looked at the young man again, and finally couldn't help but continue: "Be careful, young man, if you are lucky enough not to die, don't forget to come to me." ”

As he spoke, Alexander looked at the Bohemians who were still running forward.

At the same time, the name kept flashing through his mind.

Termoli's Nicola Jo Macioni, could it be such a coincidence?

The Ottoman musketeers had already arrived in front of the swamp, and in order to make it easier to cross the swamp, their formation spread slightly, and then began to flow through the swamp in the mud.

Alexander's heart was extremely nervous at this time, the new Ottoman army was not only the most elite of the Ottoman army, but also one of the most elite in the world.

Among them, the Ottoman musketeers are the elite of the elite in terms of weapons and equipment and tactical level.

Will their own musketeers be able to stand up to such an enemy?

Will these Montina soldiers be able to withstand the onslaught of fire from the world's most elite musket unit?!

The Bohemians were still rushing forward, and if they wanted to get back to their lines, they would have to dodge the Muserim infantry, or they would risk becoming entangled in the enemy who had rushed into the group.

The Ottoman musketeers on the opposite side were getting closer and closer, and the drummers beside the standard-bearers at the front of the line beat their snare drums, and the musketeers began to move forward and take off their muskets on their shoulders one after another.

By this time the Bohemians had already crossed the Muselim infantry on the flank, ready to slow down and turn.

The Ottoman musketeers were unhurried to reload their ammunition, and unlike the Montina soldiers, their uneven movements looked a little messy, but the black and pressed muskets made people shudder to watch.

The Bohemians slowed down, and although the new musketeers were just around the corner, they believed they had time to turn around in front of the enemy, even if there might end up being a few unlucky ones, but the Ottoman musketeers were not too much of a threat to them.

The Bohemians at the front began to turn their horses, and they were to turn in front of the enemy not too far from the Ottoman musketeers.

At that moment, the Bohemians seemed to hear a strange noise, confusion and shouting from the side of the Ottoman musketeers, mixed with their familiar curses and roars.

The curses and roars were so loud that even Alexander behind the gap could faintly hear them.

"That's the Balkans?" Alexander asked with some uncertainty, and after receiving a clear answer from the people around him, he immediately understood what was going on after a little thought.

The Balkans were almost mostly surrounded by the Ottomans in front of the line after chasing the Muserim infantry out of the gap, and the Ottomans kept attacking the gap they had given up, and it now seems that it was a coincidence that the Balkans who were trying to break through the siege rushed to the flank of the Ottoman musketeers who were trying to attack the gap.

The Bohemians in front of their heads had turned, and just then they heard a trumpet from the rear.

Charge!

With the exception of the Bohemian cavalry in front, which had begun to turn around, the cavalry in the rear had the habit of loosening the reins of their horses when they heard the horn.

At the same time, the Ottoman musketeers had already raised their loaded weapons.

Guns roared, and some of the Bohemian cavalrymen, who were running sideways not far in front of the Forces nouvelles, fell to the ground with their guns.

At the same time, the noise of confusion from the side of the musketeers of the new army grew louder.

Sisuggu's attention was still on the right flank of Montina's army at this time.

In the beginning of the planning, Sisugu made it a set plan to concentrate on attacking Montina's right flank, Sisugu was a flexible but also determined man, and he even once stubbornly disobeyed orders because of disagreements with the Sultan, although his advice was later proved to be correct, but in the eyes of many people, Sisugu's stubbornness seemed somewhat unkind.

It was indeed a rare good time for a gap to suddenly appear in the middle of Montina's army, but even if he reacted immediately and threw the elite musket troops into the battle for the gap, Sisugu still allowed himself to deliberately arrange for the heavy left flank to attack the enemy's high ground on the right flank as soon as possible.

Sisugu believed that if he wanted to deal a devastating blow to the enemy in front of him, he could only do so by completely destroying the forces of one of the wings.

And in addition to destroying the enemy's right flank troops, Xi Sugu also has a bigger plan.

He wanted to take advantage of the destruction of the enemy's right flank, take the opportunity to change the direction of the line, and squeeze Montina's army downward from north to south until he completely pushed them into the Danube behind him!

Because of this bold and resolute plan, even though the Muserim infantry cut off the Montina line for a time, Sisugu still ordered the left flank to advance quickly and launched an attack on the Montina army's army on the high ground on the right.

Sisugu was confident that his plan could be carried out smoothly, especially after he had put into battle the only new musket units he had brought in, and he believed that once the left flank forces had closed up with the troops who had broken through the gap, the plan might be completed more smoothly than previously envisaged.

Xi Sugu exhaled slightly, he believed that although he still disobeyed the Sultan's orders this time, at least the result would not make the Sultan unhappy again.

The commander had already begun to figure out how to explain to the Sultan why he had disobeyed and had been forgiven by the Sultan when he returned, and although he had won, it did not mean that the Sultan would not be angry with him.

And the reason why he is still so trusted by the Sultan after repeated disobedience is obviously not as others think, he will only focus on fighting.

This is at this time when the mutation on the other side of the gap took place.

The Bohemians who suddenly rushed towards the Forces nouvelles did not pose much of a threat to the Forces nouvelles, and their charge was more of a confusion to the Forces nouvelles musketeers, and by this time the spear units on both sides of the musket corps had already outflanked the Bohemians from both sides.

If the Bohemians insist on continuing the charge, what awaits them will be the fate of being completely annihilated after being encircled.

The Bohemian cavalry resolutely gave up the attack, and they did not need to take any more risks, because they on horseback condescended to find that they had attracted the enemy's spear troops because of their charge, and the Balkans, who had been blindly rampage before, had been attracted by the chaos caused by their charge, and the Balkans were rushing towards the rear of the new army musket units like crazy.

When there was a chaotic shout from behind the new army's musket unit, both Alexander and Sisugku had just given new orders to their troops.

At about 5 p.m. on April 4, after finally stabilizing the front after the crisis of being almost broken through by the enemy, Alexander received two pieces of news, one good and one bad.

The good news is that the Balkan regiment, which narrowly escaped the catastrophe, not only miraculously managed to break out of the encirclement and return to its positions, but also happened to take the opportunity to inflict heavy losses on the elite new musket units of the enemy on the opposite side.

The bad news was that while he was desperately trying to close the central gap that had been narrowly breached, the left flank of the Ottomans broke through the defensive line on the high ground on Montina's right flank.

The Montina army, with nearly 6,000 men, is in danger of being surrounded by the enemy on the banks of the Danube!

At the same time, Gompati had just walked into Chipes' camp in the outer city of Bucharest.

There, Sophia was anxiously waiting for Alexander's messenger.

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