Chapter 143: Three Ways to Dispatch Troops

The Ottoman fiefdom cavalry went out to fight, and the corresponding Shanjak would leave a single sipash to maintain local order and taxes.

In the area to which the ancient city of Kalatis belongs, including the immediate guards of Shanjakbe, there were less than two hundred armed soldiers left.

With the addition of some, the militia with combat capability can muster no more than 500 troops.

The other nearby mountain, Jak, was in a state of absolute emptiness, and two thousand Polish soldiers could walk sideways.

Village after village, tragically bloodbathed by the Poles, the Ottoman men who were taller than the wheels did not leave a single mouth alive.

The Ottoman women and children were all imprisoned, and it is unknown whether they will die or be reduced to slavery.

The wealth of the Ottomans, of course, the Polish soldiers did not spare either, and every denier was collected.

However, according to Amanda, this was once the land of Wallachia, and the wealth harvested should belong to Wallachia.

In fact, the Poles would indeed leave their fortune behind, and it was a deal reached between Lloyd Dyer and Tsepes.

Amanda was sent to a relatively safe place to harvest the heads, and all the goods seized belonged to Wallachia.

In two days, according to the Poles, their Miss Amanda had killed nine hundred and ninety-nine infidels, and one more head had been cut off to complete the task.

Of course, Amanda herself insisted that only enemy soldiers captured by her own hands on the battlefield could be counted.

And this number, because of the overprotection of Morados and Sankhand, has always remained at zero, and Amanda has no chance to cut people at all.

"Kill this captive, and your mission is complete, and you will be the first female knight ever."

Sankhand throws an Ottoman captive who has been tied up in front of Amanda to take cheating to the extreme.

Amanda glared at the old fellow, not making any moves, taking care of her excessively, it was a hurt to her pride.

However, even more excessively was still behind, and Morados, on the other side, seeing that Amanda was reluctant to make a move, walked behind the captive and twisted the guy's neck.

Then he made a look of sincere fear, and shouted shamelessly:

"The fragile heretic was actually scared to death by the great female knight, hahahaha, the mission is complete!"

Sankand gave a thumbs up, but said casually:

"Miss, now that the mission has been accomplished, let's go back to Targoviste now, and if you want to go back to Poland for a while, that's great."

Amanda's face was instantly flushed, and she couldn't wait to cut off the two old guys in front of her.

She clenched her fists and said angrily:

"You really care about me, take me to the real battlefield, the honor won by cheating, I'm not rare!"

The two old men were a little embarrassed, usually they regarded honor as more important than life, because they really cared about Amanda, so they would do this kind of thing.

There was silence for a long time before Sankhand spoke:

"Five kilometers ahead is the administrative center of this mountain, if you want, you can try your skills."

"Don't go deep alone, there will be no danger, we will follow you to escort, but we will not interfere with your move." Morados said.

Amanda's journey of a thousand people has officially begun, and the Ottomans are also gathering.

……

On May 6, 1448 in the Julian calendar, the mighty Ottoman army arrived at the city of Bucharest.

Tens of thousands of cavalry, lined up, it seems that the battle is about to break out.

However, as the side of the war, there was no movement on the side of Tepes, and he had no intention of going out of the city to meet the enemy.

Not only the Ottomans wondered about this, but even the Wallachian nobles were full of doubts.

"My lord, the Ottomans are coming, are we going to go out of the city to meet them?"

Deepe Roy, as a veteran nobleman, regarded the rules of the battlefield as extremely important, and couldn't help but come to Cepes to inquire about the situation.

"I'm in a bad mood today, and I'll go to war with the Ottomans tomorrow."

Cepes's serious nonsense was far-fetched, but even if there was an answer, Dip Roy did not pursue it.

News of the start of tomorrow's battle spread throughout the military fortresses, but everyone was eager to try for a day, and still did not receive the order to send troops.

This time, without being asked, Tsepes took the initiative to say:

"If the weather is bad today, we will play tomorrow."

People looked at the cloudless sky and were embarrassed to believe Tepes's nonsense.

The Ottomans outside the fortress couldn't help it, and a small group of people came to the fortress to call for battle.

"Damn Wallachians! We have given us a war letter, when will we go out to fight! ”

"Don't hide in the fortress as a shrunken turtle, it's the kind of people who don't dare to come out for a decisive battle!"

In this era, scolding is relatively simple, and it is already very excessive to call a bastard a bastard.

The furious Tepes appeared at the head of the fortress and shouted to the Ottomans outside the city:

"Dog mongrel, grandpa will go out of the city tomorrow to kill you, and you will all wash your necks tonight!"

After a full performance of emotions, Tsepeš returned to a leisurely state, it was time to eat, to sleep, and to continue to rest tomorrow.

Anyway, there is enough food and grass in the fortress, even if it takes three or five months, there is no problem.

……

In the Great Tent of Mehmed II, a group of Ottoman generals were all angry.

They realized that they had been tricked by Tepes, and that the so-called head-on battle did not exist at all.

Forcibly storming the fortress, without artillery, without siege equipment, is not feasible.

"Your Royal Highness, don't spend any time here, Wallachian rats, they don't have the courage to fight us head-on, and we don't need to pay attention to them.

Your initial plan was very good, we ......"

Kubanlu stood out from the crowd and, as a confidant of Muhammad II, he certainly knew the initial strategic arrangement.

But before he could finish his sentence, the damned herald hurried in again.

"Urgent military intelligence! The area to which the ancient city of Klatis belongs has been invaded by the enemy, and the local mountain Jakbey urgently asks for help! ”

Compared to the war letter incident, the news brought by the herald this time was much more serious.

The ancient city of Kalatis is located close to the Black Sea, and although the administrative hierarchy is not high, the strategic location is very important.

Stuck in this area would keep Wallachia inland, making it impossible to communicate with Constantinople by sea.

In the past, Wallachia was weak, and the ancient city of Carlatis was not paid enough attention, but now the situation is urgent, and the urgency is naturally exposed.

"Damn! The Wallachians don't play their cards according to common sense! ”

"Your Royal Highness, I am willing to lead five thousand rangers to rescue the ancient city of Calatis."

After a noisy shouting and scolding, someone took the initiative to ask for help, and the lost land would be just called back.

According to intelligence, the number of enemies is less than three thousand, which is not a cause for concern.

"Okay, give you 8,000 rangers, and after destroying the enemy, you will be stationed there and wait for me to ......"

The matter was not serious, the young commander-in-chief, who had stabilized his mood, was about to give the order.

However, the herald's untimely appearance again brought even more powerful news.

"Big things are not good! Fort Nicoo fell! ”

The voice of the herald, like a thunderbolt, echoed in the big tent of the Chinese army.

Fort Niko, but the Ottomans were an important military town in the Balkans, and people could not believe their ears.

Bucharest, the ancient city of Carlatis, Fort Nico, they could not imagine that Wallachia actually sent troops on three routes......