Blood, screams, death, the three indispensable embellishments of war, each of which stimulates people's nerves.

Eight thousand Wallachian vassals conscripted troops and took advantage of the wooden walls to resist the onslaught of the Ottoman army.

The Ottoman rangers outside, on one hand, used a dense rain of arrows to suppress the defenders at the head of the city, and on the other side hung several iron cables on the wooden wall.

Swiss mercenaries once used a similar method to destroy the century-old Nicoburg, and a few logs that were riveted and fixed were vulnerable.

Dozens of tall horses, driven by the rangers, emitted white air from their nostrils, and the sound of wooden stubble breaking came from the wooden wall.

The rivet connection didn't last long, and the six logs that were connected together fell outward.

The distance of more than two meters was enough for the Ottoman cavalry to gallop, and hundreds of pioneers rushed in an instant.

These robbering civilians were by no means comparable to Wallachian conscripts, and in a matter of minutes, they were able to establish themselves in their positions.

Subsequently, the Ottoman fiefdom cavalry and the fiefdom retinue attacked, mixed with the rangers, and entered the position in a steady stream.

In terms of strength and individual combat strength, the Ottomans have an absolute advantage, and the final result is not suspenseful.

"Bastard! Fight with these Ottoman dog mongrels! ”

The Wallachian soldiers could not retreat, some were so frightened that their legs could not move, while others yelled and wanted to die with the enemy.

"God is with us!"

A small number of hermit monks mixed in with the soldiers, while killing the enemy with swords, are inspiring.

The Wallachians counterattacked and stopped the Ottomans' invasion and inflicted considerable casualties on them.

Tsepes, who was in a relatively safe position, ordered at this time:

"The forward position on the left flank cannot be held, Marquis Deyo, Earl Clark, Earl Joe Meek, you immediately organize people to break through to the southeast and go to the mountain fortress."

Tsepes had set up a safe passage in advance, and if everyone walked from here, it would not be safe.

Since it has been decided to let thousands of Wallachian conscripts be used as cannon fodder, it is necessary to bring out their maximum value.

The low mountains are in the northwest direction, allowing them to break through to the southeast, obviously to give Cepes, pulling more safe space.

I'm sorry everyone, for the sake of future victory, I can only make a temporary parting, I'm sorry.

Looking at the ordinary soldiers who were kept in the dark, Tsepeš muttered to himself, at this moment, he really felt that he was a hopeless big villain.

The so-called future victory, no one knows whether it can be ushered in, but in front of them are living lives.

Their wives can't wait for their husbands, and their elderly parents can no longer see their son's slightly dull smile......

The cruel world and the fucked up life almost drove Cepesz crazy, and he could only grit his teeth and grit his teeth again to make this heart-wrenching decision.

Hopefully, he made the right choice at this time, and hopefully, more Wallachians will survive.

At the last second, he relented and started his escape journey.

Amanda, Marzad and other key figures knew about Cepes's plan in advance, and although they also felt that it was terrible, they still chose to believe Cepes.

Two thousand Polish soldiers, two hundred and fifty hermits, followed Tsepeš and quietly disappeared into the chaotic camp.

The reason why they want to take the Poles, because they are stronger in combat, were pitted once by Janos Hunyati, and no one can say when they will be pitted a second time.

Leaving more elite combat power by your side can make people feel more secure, and others will choose to do the same.

……

The dimly lit underground passages, the smell of damp and moldy in the air, and the damp soil are very worrying, and this place could collapse at any time.

Marzad, with a few hermits, had left the secret passage a few minutes earlier to observe the situation outside.

After waiting nervously for a short time, Marzad came back alone, and said in a low tone:

"It's safe outside, hurry up and leave, a few of them went to the periphery to warn, and once there is a disturbance, they will come back immediately to report the news."

Marzad had always been reliable, and Tsepesz nodded slightly, and ordered Sankand to take a pair of Poles out first.

Tsepesh, Amanda and other important figures, mixed in the flow of people, followed out of the dark passage.

……

In the northwest low hills, low-lying places sheltered on both sides by ridges, hundreds of good horses neighed incessantly.

The 100 soldiers guarding here were very vigilant in the direction of the forward position on the left flank.

A group of soldiers arrived quickly, looking hasty, but by no means embarrassed.

When they saw the comers, the soldiers guarding here immediately took action, led the horses out of the valley, and prepared to flee for their lives.

A few minutes later, Tsepes and the others arrived, and there was no time to communicate, so they immediately divided into two teams and set off for the next stop.

Their destinations were all frontier fortresses where Skanderbeg was sitting, but one team rode and the other walked, and the routes were different.

Tsepeš knew very well that although the stubborn old man of Skanderbeg did not want to see him, he was many times more reliable than János Hunyati.

……

Two hours have passed, and the forward position of the left flank has turned into a scorched earth.

Blood and dirt were mixed, and corpses were scattered everywhere, both Wallachians and Ottomans, the former was noticeably several times more numerous.

In addition, there were about 1,000 Wallachian soldiers, who were captured by the Ottomans.

What awaits them is either to be sold as slaves or simply hanged.

Kubanlu and his henchmen searched among the corpses, hoping to find Tsepesh from them.

However, the result was destined to disappoint him, not to mention Cepes, as if not a well-armored nobleman had any.

From their point of view, the Wallachians who died in the forward positions of the left flank were simply inferior to their servant army.

Not only Kubanlu, but also other experienced Ottoman generals quickly realized this.

The slightly chubby commander rolled his eyes and thought for a moment, and said casually:

"Our task is to capture the enemy's forward position on the left flank, and it will take more than half a day to successfully complete the task."

The commander's statement was very official, on the same boat, no one from the other generals dismantled the platform, Kubanlu blew his beard and stared, and he could only swallow the words that came to his mouth.

……

Frontier fortress, Skanderbeg stood at the head of the city, staring in the direction of the forward position on the left flank.

Although he didn't look down on Cepes, he couldn't help but sigh at the thought that a seventeen-year-old young man was likely to die like this.

As a result, as soon as he finished sighing, he saw smoke and dust billowing in the distance, and it was obvious that a large group of cavalry was approaching.

Skanderbeg calmly gave the order to win, but soon he found out that it was the annoying 'little friend' who had arrived.