The tree-lined paths, the grass, and the crisp chirping of birds are intertwined with the sound of Dada's horses' hooves.

Tsepes led a thousand Poles from the ancient city of Carratis to Bucharest, accompanied by Amanda, Count Atori, and Morados.

Sankand led the remaining 1,000 Poles to stay in Kalatis, wait for Cepes to send them, and then lead the soldiers to Bucharest to rendezvous.

With regard to the letter of Janos Hunyati, Tsepeš had already made up his mind that Kosovo would go, but not with his main forces.

In the plan, the Kosovo battlefield is a quagmire that constantly consumes Hungary and the Ottomans, and the weak Wallachia must not step into it.

In order for the war to break out smoothly, it is necessary to preserve its strength, and 'indiscriminately replenishing the numbers' is the best way that Tepes can think of at the moment.

Of course, the army cannot be too weak, not for the sake of face, but for its own security.

The situation on the battlefield is unpredictable, and once the battle situation is unfavorable, the weakest team will be the first to become cannon fodder.

Two thousand Poles, with good combat power, and even if they die, Tsepes will not feel distressed.

So Tsepes brought Amanda, who did not believe in the Poles, but in this brave lady.

When he arrived in Bucharest, he would send some of the recruits from his direct territory to garrison the ancient city of Kalatis.

Then 8,000 vassals were selected to conscript soldiers, and 10,000 were gathered to take to Kosovo.

The other five hundred hermits, Tsepes also planned to bring them with them, adding a layer of insurance for their own safety.

Riding leisurely on the black horse, making a full calculation in his heart, Cepes used his spare eyes to observe the people around him.

Amanda rode the 'Female Knight' to his right, and to the right was the red-robed Count Barthori.

The golden sunlight shone through the trees on Amanda's face, shrouding her confident face with a faint golden light.

Unrestrained, wild and powerful, Amanda shows her own feminine charm.

Perhaps, out of step with this era, but it did not affect the appeal of young aristocrats.

Count Bathory, his gaze rested on Amanda, and the admiration in his eyes could not help but be easily understood.

This kid actually likes the type of sister-in-law, I hope he can get his wish.

Give Da'an's cousin a piece of grassland, he shouldn't mind.

Cepes thought with a wicked taste, and he had no intention of interfering, and he was happy to see a marriage that existed in name only, completely collapsed.

However, Morados, who was walking on the other side, couldn't stand it anymore.

In his eyes, the giantess will always be the little girl who needs protection, and it is definitely not something that a bastard boy can blaspheme.

He urged his mount and thrust between the two of them, then raised his sword at Bathory.

The nosy old man suddenly made things boring, and Bathory had to withdraw his gaze.

Amanda, on the other hand, has mixed feelings, and although she doesn't want to admit it, she enjoys Bathory's admiring gaze.

A possible story was stillborn, and the team marched silently and arrived in Bucharest just before midnight.

After a night of supper, the next morning all the nobles were summoned to the council hall.

Tepes sat in the center, and Bathory, as the messenger of Yanos, sat in the ground and was the most powerful.

"This is the messenger of Prince Janos Hunyadi, and His Excellency the Prince hopes that Wallachia will be able to go to Kosovo and fight alongside him."

Tsepes first introduced Count Bathory, and then looked for cannon fodder in a high-sounding manner.

Among the many nobles present, many people took refuge in Yanos Hunyati, and people would definitely sign up for Cepes's remarks.

"My lord, against the Ottomans, we in Wallachia are duty-bound, please allow me to take people to Kosovo."

Count Clark was the first to stand up and show his face in front of Arnos, he could not let go of it.

"I'm willing to send troops against the Ottomans!"

"Take us all, my lord, and make a name for Wallachia!"

As expected, the guys who were inclined to Hungary took the initiative to ask for help.

Under the instigation of emotions, many nobles who did not hook up with Yanos secretly also stood up.

For a moment, the hall was full of excitement, and Count Bathory was also extremely excited.

He stood up from his seat and wanted to say a few words on behalf of Janos, but the majestic voice of Cepes was the first to sound in the hall.

"The Ottomans, who could make a comeback at any time, are in the line of Clavaio, Bucharest, and Carlatis, and there must be enough men to defend.

So you, only a few of you can go to Kosovo. ”

Tsepes controlled the rhythm matching, so as not to get out of control and go against the original intention of preserving strength.

Count Bathory, who was going to say a few bold words, swallowed the words he had thought of back into his stomach, and could only speak a little crampedly:

"On behalf of Hungary, on behalf of His Excellency Prince Hunyadi, I would like to thank you all for your support.

Just now, the Grand Duke is very right, you must beware of the Ottomans attacking Wallachia.

How to make specific arrangements, how to mobilize troops, and how to obey the deployment of the Grand Duke. ”

Although Báthori was a supporter of Janos Hunyati, he was not tied to the Hunyadi group at the level of interests.

The young aristocratic guy, in addition to liking the girl he likes, his favorite is the legend of heroes.

János Hunyadi and Tsepeš are the protagonists of the legend, and Bathory's words come from the heart.

Tsepes smiled politely at him, then looked at the crowd and began to set the task.

Sixty teams were recruited from the direct territories and sent sixty teams to Calatis, and the remaining one hundred and five teams remained in Bucharest.

The 165 soldiers who were originally selected were given the title of captain after being recruited officers and training officers.

Of course, it is impossible for all of their soldiers to stay after two months of training.

Even if the war was very profitable, Wallachia could not afford to bear the burden, not to mention the fact that it would have to invest a lot of financial and material resources in the development of the military industry.

Each team of recruits, currently numbering 128 people, will be able to keep only the best 30 of each team by the end of June.

In total, Wallachia was able to produce nearly 5,000 more standing troops, which was already beyond the expectations of the first step of Tepes's plan.

In the military fortress of Cravaio, there were also 5,000 Swiss mercenaries, and the three fortresses on the border line echoed each other, enough to resist the attack of any small Ottoman force.

With his defenses set up, Tsepeš began to select people among the nobles again.

Since it is indiscriminate and ready to be cannon fodder, then whoever applies early will take whoever goes.

Earl Clark, Marquis de Yo, Earl of Bippley...... Yanos Hunyati's doglegs are indispensable.

If you want to pull Wallachia to the Serbian battlefield for consumption, in the end, you can only steal chickens and lose a handful of rice.