Chapter 148: Freemasonry

In mid-May, the rainy season begins, and strong winds pour down torrential rain.

Nature works, regular and fair, and it will never change because of who is pitiful.

The ruins of Fort Nico, with more than 100 cowhide tents, are made of high-quality materials and solid workmanship, which can fully withstand the invasion of violent storms.

However, in Bucharest, the Ottomans lost a number of baggage.

In the makeshift camp, a small half of the tent was burned.

Therefore, these more than 100 cowhide tents are not enough to shelter everyone from the wind and rain.

At present, the Fengyi cavalry, Fengyi retinue, and rangers, the total number is more than 40,000, regardless of the quality of rest, more than 100 big tents, can barely be squeezed out.

But in addition to these soldiers, there were more than 10,000 servants, and more than 100 camps, all of which were brought back and set up by them.

But in the end, there was no place for them inside, and more than 10,000 people could only hide under the ruins and shiver.

A teenager who was doused with soup chicken kept moving his body to keep out the cold, and there were many people around him who did the same.

"It's too cold to sleep, let's talk."

The boy smiled on his reddened face and tried to start a friendship with a few people around him.

"What are you talking about?"

Perhaps because of the sympathy, someone immediately responded.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Davar, I'm from the ancient city of Callatis, and I'm a little groom."

A few days ago, Davar's plan to drug the war horse had not succeeded, and the tide of the battle had changed so quickly that he had not found a chance at all.

Following the Ottoman army and withdrawing to the ruins of Fort Nico, the little groom began to wonder what preparations needed to be made to make the drug plan a success.

After thinking about it for a long time, Dawar confirmed that he had only done three meaningful things in more than ten years.

Raise horses, send intelligence, and recruit a group of old, weak, sick and disabled people who share the same disease.

In the end, he decided to take a risk, return to his old job, and recruit companions in the servant army.

A storm that gave him a great start.

These minions hiding under the ruins were Bolgars, Serbs, Albanians, and even Wallachians.

……

An unreliable seemingly unreliable riot is quietly brewing, and Mehmed II, who is in the big tent of the Chinese army, is also planning for the future.

"Your Royal Highness, are you sure you want to do this?"

Inside the Great Tent, only Muhammad II and Kubanlu asked, worried.

"There is no other way but to retreat and lay a good foundation for the future."

During the rainstorm, Muhammad's ribs ached, but there was only solemnity in his expression, without the slightest hint of pain.

In the past few days, the mental torture has made his will stronger, and at the same time, he has also precipitated from his impetuous state.

"You voluntarily surrendered your military power and stepped down as Governor of Manisa, and the unknown is too great.

In my opinion, it is better to stay in Fort Nico, rebuild the fortress while recuperating from the wounds, and hold the military power in your hands. ”

For Kubanlu, Muhammad is more worthy of follower than the current Sultan Murad.

He made a suggestion, then swept left and right with his peripheral vision, and continued to whisper:

"Lord Sultan's health is getting worse and worse, as long as you control the military power, you can hold the future in the palm of your hand.

If needed, you can also find ways to ...... the process earlier."

The struggle for the throne of the Ottoman Sultan has always been extremely cruel, and the day each sultan succeeds to the throne is when his brothers, sons and nephews fall to the ground.

Such a system gave rise to many unethical things, and in history, Muhammad II was poisoned by his eldest son at the age of forty-nine.

As for whether Murad II was killed or died of disease, I am afraid that only the person himself knows.

In short, the meaning of Kubanlu's words is not at all obscure.

Muhammad grew up in such an environment, and naturally did not fail to think about this kind of operation, and he did not reprimand Kubanlu, but calmly said:

"Now, when I am at my weakest, my father must live.

The better he lives, the safer I am until I prove myself again. ”

Listening to the analysis, Kubanlu suddenly realized that he was far inferior to the young man in front of him for blood disputes.

"Go down, everything will do as I said before."

Mehmed II, having already figured out what the future would take, secretly vowed that one day he would trample Tsepes under his feet.

As soon as the heavy rain stopped, two letters were sent from the Great Tent, one to Kosovo and one to Sofia.

……

In Bucharest, every soldier has a happy smile on his face.

After many years, they finally won the battle against the Ottomans, and it was a one-sided victory.

In the battle of the Holy Flame, 3,800 enemies were destroyed and 20 were killed.

In the Battle of the Fall of the Castle, he destroyed 500 enemies, destroyed Fort Nico, obtained countless booties, and killed 230 of his own people.

In the battle of fearless pursuit, 3,600 enemies were annihilated, a large number of heavy materials were captured, and 590 of their own men were killed in battle.

In the Battle of Knight's Glory, 2,200 cavalry penetrated deep into the enemy camp, annihilated thousands of enemies, burned a large number of enemy camp materials, and killed 120 of their own people.

In a matter of days, the troubadour had come up with quite imposing names for the four victories.

For countless years to come, the Battle of the Holy Flame, the Battle of the Castlefall, the Battle of the Fearless Pursuit, and the Battle of the Knight's Glory will be brought up again and again.

As the conductor of the four victories, Cepes will make a name for himself in Europe, and when he becomes famous, he will inevitably have a bigger stage.

And at this moment, Cepes is not proud of the victory, he knows that this is just the beginning, and only by keeping working hard can he have the last laugh.

According to various intelligence, the Ottomans were unable to launch another offensive in a short period of time, and the delayed training of recruits was put back on the agenda.

11,000 conscripts from the direct territories and 19,000 vassals were conscripted in Bucharest, and it was a good time to train.

In line with the principle of a high degree of autonomy for vassals, the training of vassals to recruit soldiers was left to them to do.

The loss of all kinds of grain and grass and equipment is also borne by themselves.

Obviously, Tepes would not spend his own money to train his vassals.

The 11,000 conscripts directly under the conscription, and the 10,000 people who followed, were divided into 165 groups, each training officer, responsible for training more than 120 people.

The soldiers and men who had been trained were brought to Bucharest by these young men.

So in training, they were able to obey the orders of these young instructors.

In addition, the morale bonus brought by several big victories has made the training more effective with half the effort.

The military literacy of more than 20,000 people is improving every day, and of course, the daily food consumption is also huge.

Fortunately, the Duke of Da'an was responsible for the overall planning and dispatch in the rear, and a steady stream of grain and grass was transported to Bucharest to provide sufficient logistical support.

However, everything has a limit, and if food, grass, and materials continue to be consumed, sooner or later they will sit on empty lines.

Therefore, making money and food has become the next goal of Cepes.