Chapter 152: The Patriarch Returns

On June 7, 1448, 40,000 Ottoman soldiers stationed on the ruins of Fort Nico, Julian calendar, received orders from Kosovo.

Fort Nicoo was abandoned, and within a short time, there was no need to rebuild.

Kubanlu and other generals led troops to Kosovo to support the Western Front.

As for the defense of the border, there is no mention of it in the order, which is equivalent to giving a large area of land to Wallachia.

Murad II, of course, did not make lowly mistakes, in fact, as long as he firmly controlled Sofia, he could hold Bulgaria firmly in the palm of his hand.

The Ottomans moved quickly, and Mehmed II, with only a few servants, went to Sofia.

On the surface, the heir of the Sultan has completely fallen out of favor, and a tragic end awaits him.

However, in fact, everything was expected by Mehmed II, and the corresponding arrangements had already been made.

A little more than a month ago, he sent two letters, one to Kosovo, admitting his mistake and asking for punishment.

The other letter was sent to Sofia to ensure his own safety and seek a comeback.

Among the confidant generals, only Kubanlu knew the truth, and he was the only one who escorted Mehmed II on his journey.

Others, I guess they're thinking about who to turn to, to find a way to survive.

Soon after Mehmed II left, tens of thousands of troops also moved, and more than 10,000 servants, with a small amount of supplies, set out first.

Davar dragged a cart of hay and mixed it in, and many of his newfound good friends walked silently with him.

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The ancient city of Carlatis, where a large amount of gold and silver supplies were seized, had been transported to Targoviste.

The captured Ottoman women and children were sent to the fortress of Clavaio, and at the same time, a large amount of abandoned land was also assigned to the mercenary group.

The mercenaries had already planned which land would grow wheat, which land would grow peas, and where it would be converted into vineyards.

At this time, Tsepeš is enjoying delicious fresh seafood in an ancient castle in the Ottoman style.

New fishing boats are sailing in the Black Sea to fish, without any ecological concerns.

On average, 70,000 catties of seafood can be caught every day, and a part of the loss is removed, which is enough to provide high-quality protein for tens of thousands of people.

Calatis, located less than 50 kilometers from Bucharest, is transported by water, allowing seafood to be delivered in a timely manner.

The soldiers' food was improved, food consumption was reduced, and the intensity of the training of the recruits, under the direction of Tsepeš, was also raised by one level.

The supply chain will remain operational for many years to come, continuing this virtuous cycle.

As for coastal fishermen, they are paid a certain amount, but this figure is almost negligible compared to the food saved.

A few days later, Marzad came to Carlatis to bring two pieces of good news to Cepes.

The first news is that the Ottomans left Fort Niko and went to the Kosovo region.

In the second message, Patriarch Apaca returned to Wallachia with a letter of commendation from the Ecumenical Patriarch and the talents needed by Tsepes.

The former, as expected, the latter, was a big surprise for Cepes.

He was not very interested in letters of commendation, and the high-level craftsmen who had been poached from Constantinople were the ones who needed them most.

"Where is the Patriarch now?"

Cepes smiled, he had never looked forward to seeing that bad old man from Apaca sooner.

Marzad could feel that Cepes's smile was visceral, as was a dead man's face.

"A week ago, the Patriarch landed in Moldova and should be on his way to Targoviste."

Apaca returned, in Wallachia's favor, but Tsepes had to go into show mode again.

Old fox, you are still so cautious in doing things, afraid that I will kill you in the name of the Ottomans, and you will have to run around in circles to Moldova.

He complained in his heart, but on the surface he couldn't stop nodding his head, and said in a very admiring tone:

"The Patriarch has worked hard all the way for the country, and the light of God will surely shine on him forever."

"Grand Duke, what are your next steps, do you want to go back to Talgoviste to meet with the Patriarch?" Marzad asked.

"Now that the Ottomans have withdrawn, we can relax a little, and tomorrow I will be ready, and the day after tomorrow we will return to Targoviste."

The border crisis is over, and Cepes will not take the initiative to attack, he will continue to accumulate strength.

Apaca brought back craftsmen from Constantinople who could forge cannons and guns, and put them into production as soon as possible, which was the first priority at the moment.

Sending Marzad away, Tepesch had Amanda called, and two old Polish men were called together.

"Sister-in-law, I'm going back to Targovistei, it is estimated that within a year, there will be no war here, come back with me."

In several battles, the Poles suffered small losses, but Amanda's thousand-man mission was also far away.

Hearing that there was no fight to fight, the three-hundred-pound female man almost didn't cry, and her face was full of grievances and unwillingness.

Morados, who was on the side, saw Amanda like this, and couldn't help but say:

"Your Excellency, we do not need to obey your orders, we will continue to attack the Ottomans in the name of the Kingdom of Poland."

"Indeed, as Morados said, Miss's task has not been completed, and our task has not been completed."

Morados felt sorry for Amanda, and Sankand wanted to complete the task, although the reasons were different, but the two still reached a consensus.

"Sister-in-law, what do you say?"

Ignoring the two old fellows, Cepes continued to question Amanda.

However, before Amanda could answer, a waiter came to report the news.

"My lord, Yanos Hunyadi has sent an envoy, do you want to meet him now?"

"Bring people up."

After a little muttering, Cepes could basically guess the purpose of the messenger's coming.

Wallachia was on the rise, and in Janos's calculations, he certainly did not want to see Wallachia become stronger.

The Kosovo battlefield will inevitably become a quagmire of mutual consumption by many parties, and as long as interests are involved, it will not be able to stay out of it.

Soon, under the guidance of the attendants, Count Bathory, dressed in a bright red and gorgeous costume, walked into the hall with a letterhead in his hand.

The young nobleman bowed slightly, and then spoke:

"Bathory, from Transylvania, to express to you my highest respect.

Your Majesty, upon hearing of your victory, I have asked me to congratulate him and bring you a letter. ”

"You may be seated, Count Bathory, my victory is a fluke, nothing to be commended for."

After a hypocritical conversation, the waiter on the side delivered the letter to Cepes.

Not unexpectedly, in the letter, Janos earnestly invited Tepes, with at least 10,000 Wallachian troops, to join him in Kosovo.