The Ottoman Sultan's tent, a guy with a knife wound in the back kneeling in the center.

There were all the generals around, some glaring angrily, and some looking at the kneeling man with pity in their eyes.

This guy is the leading officer who is responsible for escorting artillery.

The failure of the mission, the destruction of the artillery, and the survival of the attack was the greatest misfortune of his life.

The attack has passed day and night, and the mental torture is far more terrible than the physical pain.

In the sound of inner prayers, an old man with a little staggering footsteps, but full of momentum, slowly walked from outside the big tent.

The generals lined up on both sides of the tent immediately bowed to the comers, and the majesty of Murad II could not be violated in the slightest.

When Murad II was seated, everyone straightened up, and the guy who knelt on the ground trembled until he almost shrunk into a ball.

"Come, prepare buckets and torches, and send a few little mice into his body.

Then he sent back the news and hanged his wife, children, parents, and brothers. ”

Regarding the process of the sneak attack, Murad II had already understood it clearly, so without any questioning, he directly stated the result of the punishment.

The reason why it was announced in public was mainly to set an example and tell other generals that the consequences of failing and surviving were far more terrible than dying in battle.

The harsh means prompted the army to fight to the death and exert its ultimate combat power.

"Don't! I ......"

The man kneeling on the ground, as if he had been hit by five thunderbolts, he wanted to argue, but he asked people to hold down his shoulders and cover his mouth, and dragged out of the big tent stiffly.

The guards tied him to the chair with a rope and bent down to pick up the bucket that was placed under the chair.

There was a foul smell coming from the iron bucket, and there were red-green marks all over it, and it seemed that someone had 'enjoyed' this punishment not long ago.

The unlucky guy's eyes were full of fear, but unfortunately he couldn't break free at all, and his mouth was gagged, so he could only let out a low grunt.

At this moment, someone came over with two dirty rats, and the rats were caught by their tails, but there was no sign of struggle.

Because, these two dirty things know that what follows will be the moment to enjoy the food.

Two rats were thrown into an iron bucket, which was then fixed to the stomach of the unlucky man.

The guards brought torches and grilled the second half of the iron bucket, and as the temperature in the iron bucket increased, the two rats instantly became irritable.

They instinctively want to find a cool and comfortable place, and the soft belly of humans seems to be a good choice.

Sharp teeth tore through the fragile flesh, the intestines were also bitten open, half-finished feces flowed out, and the source of the foul smell in the iron tong was found.

The unlucky fellow was in great pain, his clothes were soaked with cold sweat, and in the moment of his greatest pain, someone removed his gag.

"Ahh

The cries of misery, like a storm, spread almost throughout the camp.

The voice came into the Sultan's tent, and the generals' expressions were as usual, even if the rabbit died and the fox was sad, no one dared to show half a point.

Amidst the screams, the solemn voice of Murad II rang out:

"The enemy is vile and cunning, we must retaliate, come, let me hear your thoughts."

"Your Majesty the Sultan, we have the advantage of our forces, and I think we should concentrate our forces and attack the enemy's forward fortresses with all our might."

"Your Majesty, the enemy's right flank forward position is weakly defended, and I think we should start from there."

……

Many generals expressed their thoughts one after another, and Kubanlu, who was standing in the last few positions, stood up and knelt down on one knee at this time and said:

"Sultan, according to the information that came back, the sneak attack was carried out by the Skanderbeg and Wallachians.

Skanderbeg was in the enemy's forward fortress, and it was not suitable for a strong attack for the time being, and the Wallachians were stationed in the enemy's left flank forward position, and I thought it would be most appropriate to seek revenge on them. ”

Kubanlu, the most loyal supporter of Mehmed II, has the opportunity to take revenge at this moment, and certainly will not miss it.

And he could guess that Murad II, who thought the same as him, was the time to behave.

Sure enough, Murad II's expression finally changed.

"What do you think of attacking the left flank forward?"

Although it was a question sentence, the generals present understood what it meant.

No one dared to disagree, and the target of the attack was set at the forward position of the left flank, with 90,000 Ottoman troops, 40,000 mobilized, and the remaining 50,000 on standby.

The 40,000 troops selected were 15,000 fiefdom cavalry and fiefdom attendants, 20,000 rangers, and the most terrible of all, 5,000 Sultan's own soldiers.

……

"Don't be lazy! Over there, dig the trench half a meter deeper! ”

In the forward position of the left flank of the coalition army, thousands of soldiers were busy arranging the defensive line, and Tsepes was in the middle command, shouting hoarsely.

After receiving the news from Skanderbeg, his heart was like a mirror, and his big trouble was coming.

In the face of the Ottoman retaliation, the only thing he could do was to strengthen the defensive measures of the position as much as possible.

The construction of the low hill position was stopped, and all the men were transferred back to dig three more trenches on the original basis.

At the same time, Tsepes sent the Marquis de Dejo to ask for supplies. This damn guy really made him miserable.

Even the Marquis de Yo, Count Clark and a few other guys who firmly supported Janos Hunyadi were dissatisfied when they figured out what was going on.

Bringing the Ottomans in is equivalent to sending them into danger, and it is your own people who can really be relied on.

In people's hearts, they all understand the reason, but on the surface, they tacitly understand it and maintain a harmonious situation.

It is precisely because of this that he went to ask for supplies from Janos Hunyati, but was not refused, and a large number of defense necessities were transferred.

After a busy day, the three new trenches have basically been dug and sharpened wooden stakes have been buried in them.

In addition, outside the trench, two ignition pools were dug up, and the remaining little 'Greek fire' was arranged next to it.

As soon as the enemy attacked, the responsible hermit monk would pour the 'Greek fire' into the fire pool and ignite it in time.

Several lines of defense were laid out, and if the Ottomans wanted to break through, they would have to pay a huge price.

However, in the end, whether or not the position can be defended depends on the efforts of all the soldiers.

Eight thousand vassals were conscripted, and two thousand Polish soldiers were called up to open spaces within the positions.

Tsepeš ascended the high platform, his eyes scanning the soldiers, and a low but penetrating voice rang out.

"The heretics are coming, the hour of honor of blood and fire is coming, glorious warriors, take up the weapons in your hands and become a part of this epic story!"

Honor, faith, and gold coins are the most important things in this era.

For civilians, gold coins are out of reach, and they can only give everything of their own, even their lives, for the first two.