Fort Niko, the Ottoman army was assembled, and tens of thousands of troops were ready to go.

In the conference hall, many generals gathered again to make final arrangements for the upcoming war.

Looking at their expressions, they have gotten rid of the haze, and they all have war intent in their eyes.

A huge map of warfare, tiled in the center of the hall, was already sketched out in the mind of the young Mehmed II.

"Wallachians, assemble in Bucharest, we ......"

According to the vision of Mehmed II, the Ottoman army, in the direction of Craiova, invaded Wallachia.

Take the weakly defended Craiova, bypass Bucharest, and blitz Talgoviste with the help of cavalry speed.

Very good plan, not to give Wallachia the opportunity to fight head-on, to completely guide the initiative in the war.

However, before he could tell the plan, the herald in chain mail hurried into the hall.

"Your Royal Highness, the Wallachians have sent a war letter, and in addition, there are ...... Three heads. ”

What Mehmed II could think of, Tsepes could certainly think of.

The Ottoman cavalry, who fought and walked whenever they wanted, had to use a little trickery to pull them to a fixed battlefield.

"The war book was delivered, and the three heads were also brought over."

Mehmed II's face was gloomy and he did not continue to talk about the battle plan.

As the commander-in-chief, if the enemy sends a war letter, if he does not respond in front of everyone at the first time, it will be regarded as a sign of cowardice.

The herald handed over a letter with fire paint in both hands, and three wooden boxes made of rough material were also moved.

Without opening the letter immediately, Mehmed II stared at the three heads taken out of the wooden box.

Among them, two heads have been embalmed, and although they are severely dehydrated, their faces are still faintly visible.

Braye, the Ottoman eunuch who died, was beheaded by Tsepeš himself four months ago.

Musman, the Ottoman tax collector, was crushed to death by countless gold and silver coins.

The two guys, not big men, were both minions of the family of Muhammad II.

However, it is up to the owner to beat the dog, and the naked provocation must be responded to.

Mehmed II, with an extremely hideous face, took out the third head from the box, which made his whole body tremble.

This is a scorched head, and it is no longer possible to see clearly, and the identity of the deceased is actually not important.

The charred skull represents 3,800 Ottoman cavalrymen who were burned to death.

The Ottoman generals present all felt that their faces were hot, as if they were the ones who were burned by the flames.

"Your Royal Highness, damn Wallachians, what is written in the war book!?"

Soon, someone shifted the focus from the head to the war book.

Mehmed II suppressed his anger, tore off the letter, painted it and removed the letter inside.

"Bucharest is waiting for you, it's the bad breed who doesn't dare to come!"

The content is concise and to the point, not like a war letter between the two countries, but more like two gangsters in a fight.

However, this was very effective, and Mehmed II, who was already furious, turned his whole face the color of pig's liver.

He didn't read the contents of the letter, and gritted his teeth and asked the manservant next to him to pass the letter.

"Too much deception!"

"Bastard! Your Royal Highness, we will immediately send troops to Bucharest! ”

……

It is a very simple method of agitation, but it is very effective, which is related to the cultural background of different countries and different nationalities.

Nomads are far less tactful than farming peoples, and it is not surprising that they disagree and raise their swords against each other.

Tsepes sent three heads and sent a very insulting war letter, which was calculated in advance.

Mehmed II knew in his heart that going to Bucharest and fighting Wallachia would not be a good choice.

But with the current situation, he must take it all, and a cowardly commander is not qualified to inherit the throne of the Sultan.

Vlad, I didn't expect that after only a year of not seeing you, you would become more cunning than a fox.

Originally, I wanted to spare your life and bring back Edirne to be my plaything.

Now it seems that you have to be eliminated, but alas, there is no chance to spank your little ass.

Mehmed II, recalling the experience between him and Cepes a few years ago, could not help but sigh in his heart.

Various scenes quickly flashed through his mind, and it seemed that many stories had indeed happened during the years that Cepeš was a hostage in the Ottomans.

"Tomorrow morning, the army will march towards Bucharest, and those who commit our Ottomans will be left with no bones!"

Pushing all kinds of thoughts out of his mind, Mehmed II made a majestic voice, a male pet is nothing compared to the great throne of the Sultan.

"Whoever commits me Ottoman will have no bones left!"

"Whoever commits me Ottoman will have no bones left!"

……

Slogans are something that everyone loves to shout at home and abroad, and the Ottoman generals in the hall are immediately boiling.

The 8,600 fiefdom cavalry, 18,500 fiefdom retinues, 20,000 rangers, and 20,000 servants gathered at Fort Nico, made the final repairs.

Early the next morning, they will leave for Bucharest to fight the Wallachians.

However, Tepes, who was in Bucharest, did not wait for the Ottomans to come as planned.

The Eastern European version of the Ming Xiu Plank Road and the Dark Chen Cang will be staged soon.

……

"Miss Amanda, are you sure you don't need a break?"

Amanda did not appear in Bucharest, she, with two thousand Poles, was on her way to the ancient city of Kalatis.

A knight loyal to her family rode around her, shushing and greeting.

Amanda looked impatient, this guy she had known since she was a child and always chattered like a woman.

"Modoras, please shut up, go twenty kilometers further and you will reach the territory of the Ottomans, don't distract me."

Morados, who is nearly half a hundred years old, smiled and nodded, then was quiet for a few minutes, then untied the water bag and let Amanda drink water.

The two-meter-tall giantess, in his eyes, is always the chubby little girl who needs to be taken care of.

Amanda had no choice but to take the water bag and take a few sips, the old man beside her was her swordsmanship enlightenment teacher.

"Miss Amanda, when we storm the Ottoman village, you must stay in the center of the group, and leave the murder to us."

On the other side, a bald old man spoke, his name was Sankhand, a viscount attached to Lloyd Dyer and the direct leader of two thousand Polish soldiers.

With Morados's shh

Ensure Amanda's safety and cut off a thousand Ottoman heads to help Amanda earn the title of Female Knight.

As for whether it counts as cheating, he doesn't care much.

Amanda also knew this old guy a long time ago.

Sankand has always been synonymous with stubbornness and rigidity in her impression.

Morados and Sankand are quite different in personality, but what they have in common is that they are both willing to sacrifice themselves for Amanda.