A few months ago, at the harvest festival, people reveled in a way to forget the hardships of life.

Now, life is still not easy, but it can be seen from the smiling faces that they have rekindled hope for a better future.

Standing on the high platform, Tsepes is the creator of good hope, and what he will face is not only joy and joy, but also a completely different side.

A funeral shrouded in pathos was held early the next morning at St. Mary's Church.

Bishop Mitte, presiding over this holy funeral, on behalf of God, issues a pass to heaven for all the dead.

Patriarch Apaca stood in the procession of mourners, flanked by Tsepes.

All the nobles were also present, even though most of them had bruises on their faces.

In the midst of holy singing, the Mass is over, and the slices of leavened bread are given to all the deceased by Bishop Mitte.

Except for the dead mercenaries, who were to be sent back to their hometowns for burial, the other 118 deceased were all lying peacefully in their coffins.

With a solemn expression, Tsepes walked over to a coffin, and Davar, who was next to him, handed over a hammer and spikes.

Everyone worked together to nail all the coffin boards, and then carried the coffin from the hall to the cemetery behind.

Tsepes did not interfere in the work of carrying the coffin, and he and Patriarch Apaca walked at the back of the crowd.

"Lord Patriarch, our battle with the infidels is far from over, and I hope to get your help."

Pulling away from the person in front of him, Tsepeš spoke softly, and it was time for him to put his previous thoughts into action.

"I know that yesterday I had issued a proclamation to gather all the fighters who were effectively loyal to the Church.

In a month or so, they would be able to come from all over and join the war against the infidels. ”

The names of the three major knights, I believe many people will be familiar with them, throughout the Middle Ages, belonging to the Catholic military order, at least more than twenty.

In the same way, the Orthodox countries have military power that belongs to the Church, and it is more mysterious than those of the Knights.

The Orthodox hermitage, the name of which few people know, but it does carry the responsibility of fighting for the Church.

This organization has been in existence since the fourth century, and there are monasteries in all Orthodox countries.

In all the monasteries, a part is used for the training of clergy, religious studies, and the preservation of precious relics.

Others, to be more secretive, are called military monasteries, which train warriors for the Church in inaccessible places.

Tsepeş did not know about the military power mentioned by Patriarch Apaca, so he did not take it to heart, and he sought out Apaca for other purposes.

As he walked slowly, Tsepes said:

"Patriarch, I hope you will go to Constantinople and ask for help from the Ecumenical Patriarch for me."

The ecumenical patriarch of the Orthodox Church, the equivalent of the Catholic pope, with his influence, can definitely influence the direction of decision-making in Constantinople.

Apaca paused slightly, looked cautiously left and right, and then lowered his voice to the lowest:

"Life in Constantinople is very difficult, and there is no place to help you, Your Ecumenical Patriarch.

As much as I can, to help you gather as many warriors as possible, is already the limit of my ability. ”

"As far as I know, the Ottomans no longer besieged Constantinople, and their target is now the Morea.

Moreover, I don't need Constantinople, if there is any practical action, just release some news to the outside world. ”

"What's the news?"

"Organize several evangelistic meetings, and declare to the public that there will be a tidal wave of counterattack against the infidels.

Of course, you don't need to really attack, stir up emotions, and then just put on a show. ”

Constantinople, even if it declined, was the Ottomans' worst enemy.

A dying beast will strike back the most lethal before it dies, and even if it is just a few useless roars, it will make the enemy respond with all his strength.

Apaca understood what Tsepes meant, and it was indeed the best policy to be able to involve a large number of Ottoman troops without wasting a single soldier.

He groaned slightly, nodded and said:

"This is a very good idea, I will go to Constantinople, and I believe that the Ecumenical Patriarch will give you support."

Listening to Apaca's tone, things don't seem to be too much of a problem, and it will be equally beneficial to Constantinople to keep Wallachia.

The big thing was finalized, and Cepes did not speed up and keep up with the team in front.

He continued:

"Your Patriarch, I still need a small favor from you, and I would like to ask you to give me a divine mandate on behalf of God."

"What authorization!? God's dignity brooks no blasphemy, so consider what you are going to say before you ask. ”

Apaca stopped, his expression immediately becoming very serious.

There is no problem for everyone to unite and fight the infidels together, but between the monarchy and the theocracy, various issues are still very sensitive.

Seeing that Apaca reacted so much, Tsepes could only stop and said very solemnly:

"There will be a meeting in the afternoon, and I will announce some new decrees, which can only be convincing with your support."

"What decree?"

Apaca, the old fox, doesn't let his guard down easily because of a few kind words.

If it weren't for the fact that in the name of God, people can accept the bill faster, I wouldn't bother to bother with you.

couldn't help but complain in his heart, Tsepes explained with a smile:

"Last night when I went to bed, I was inspired by God to understand something.

There was a voice in my head that told me that boiling water would kill the seeds that the Plague Knight had left inside. ”

As for how to fool the old god stick, with the experience of the last time, Tsepeshi simply said whatever he wanted.

Sure enough, Apaca took the bait again, his eyes widened, and he said with a look of incredulity:

"What you said is true!? Did you really hear God's voice!? ”

I don't have a system in my head, and I don't have tinnitus, and I can hear a ghost for no reason.

Tsepeš despised Apaca in his heart, but on the surface he said sincerely:

"I swear to God that if you boil the water, you will kill the seeds left behind by the Plague Knights inside, which can be used for bathing and drinking."

In this era of widespread extremism in faith, swearing to God is very convincing.

What's more, Cepes didn't lie either, and what he said was naturally justified.

Apaca was emotional, drew a cross on his chest, and said with emotion:

"Tepes, from the day you were born, I knew you were not destined to be ordinary.

Although you have spread the rumors, I believe that you are indeed the one chosen by God. ”

Successfully fooling Apaca, the corners of Cepes's mouth showed a smug smile again, however, Apaca's words were not finished.

"If your method doesn't work, then you're lying, you're fooling God.

For those who blaspheme God, whether it is a king or an archduke, they will be mercilessly burned at the stake. ”