Chapter 323: Ljubljana with Rolling Flesh (3)

As the powder kegs buried under the castle exploded one after the other, causing uneasy ripples even on the Sava River, Vaubant watched the Crimean Tatars chasing them fall to the ground in fright from their horses, and made a cross on his chest - he was not praying for the Ottomans, who believed in not a god and their enemies.

He was praying for the king's purse—Vauban, probably the least worried about the Crown Prince's irreversible damage and danger in Ljubljana, because they had little responsibility to do as the king had arranged and fought for it—mainly to delay the progress of the Ottoman army, not to hold on to Ljubljana, and they had lost even fewer people in Ljubljana than in Flanders.

Of course, in order to leave the others speechless, the reluctant King of France, Louis XIV, had to pay for cement, gunpowder, and barbed wire, even if the factories had been built, the price was still not cheap, and the merchants had traveled thousands of miles to transport them here, which Louis XIV had never asked for from Leopold I, and Leopold I could not blame Vauban, or any Frenchman.

In this battle, Louis XIV mobilized a hundred cannons, equipped with 5,000 shells, and 20,000 metal grenades for throwing, guns and bullets, countless tools, and 500,000 pounds of gunpowder, and in the basement of Ljubljana Castle, General Vauban had the honor of burying a thousand pounds of gunpowder - the energy of the gunpowder burst out in an instant and lifted the entire castle into the air, and there were not many people in the castle, and there were hardly any people who survived - in fact, half of the castle hill collapsed. Thankfully for Grand Vizier Ahmed, he didn't see it as a victory to boast about, so he didn't rush into the castle, his tent still standing on the edge of the city.

When the explosion happened, the whole city was shaking, and even without binoculars, they could see that the castle of Ljubljana had been turned into a mausoleum, where tens of thousands of Ottomans were buried, and the bricks and broken rock that poured like a torrential rain caused a lot of additional damage, and Ahmet stubbornly mounted his horse, and when he went to check the situation, there were wounded people wailing and crying all the way, blood and stumps everywhere he could see, and the corpses were covered with gray-white dust— Unlike Louis XIV's army, the Ottoman army did not have a system of doctors, and their generals and the doctors around the Grand Vizier did not condescend to serve an ordinary soldier, they relied more on their brothers and friends, who were almost all killed or seriously wounded in the previous catastrophes.

Their***** One after another, Ahmed, who was distraught by them, made a silent gesture, and one of the guards beside him immediately walked away willingly, and soon another group of soldiers came over, they carefully examined each wounded, and if they felt that the other party was of little value, they would cut their throats with a knife, after all, the current army did not have enough time and food for these wounded people to waste, fortunately, the first to rush into the castle were the Azap infantry or low-ranking cavalry, and disposing of them would not cause much chaos.

A man suddenly rode to Ahmed's side, and there was only one person in the army who had the right and qualification to do so, and that was the Grand Imam, "Why did you kill Ahmad?"

Ahmed had been prepared for the Grand Imam's questioning—Yasha was the boy whose brother served beside the Grand Imam: "He walked into my tent without permission. ”

Asha's behavior is in fact somewhere in between, you can say that he is hiding a conspiracy, or you can say that he is too reckless, but even if there is no reason, Ahmet, as the Grand Vizier, will not be punished for killing a squire, but the Grand Imam suspects that Asha did see something, "I have heard some rumors," the Grand Imam said, "Ahmet, I will not believe the words of others and think that you are an ungodly person, but I hope that you will not go to the devil at any time." ”

"But our enemies are serving the devil. Ahmed said that the Ottoman Turks also used gunpowder, and in siege warfare, they often dug trenches to the bottom of the opposing wall, and then buried gunpowder and detonated it until the wall collapsed, but all the gunpowder in their army did not add up to as much gunpowder in the explosion.

"This is not a reason for you to betray the Most Merciful. The patriarch said, "I will expel the devils and their followers, and you must hold fast to your faith." ”

"I will. Ahmed said.

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It's hard to say whether Ahmed was strong in his own beliefs, but he definitely helped others to do so.

Perhaps it was the empty cities, the dwindling food, or the explosion of Ljubljana that were the first to be shaken by the servants and slaves of the Ottoman Turks, the Tatars and Christians, who had no support for the faith, and who were excluded from the real lineage—even if the Grand Vizier allowed them to plunder as much as they wanted, they still did not get the desired reward— They did have a lot of slaves in their hands, but I heard that because the explosion took away nearly 10,000 Azap infantry, these young male ** subordinates had to be conscripted to fill the vacancies...... When these slaves were also dead and wounded, they were next, and if they were as before, even if they were wounded or killed, they would have plundered to ensure the safety of their families, but this time the strong walls of the coalition army still left their pockets unsightly and shriveled.

This gave them the idea of running away once again.

Ironically, the three legions of the Grand Vizier were on their own for the first time, their swords and arrows, and their muskets aimed at their own men.

In the darkness of the night, torches were thrown at the feet of the Crimean Tatars, or the Kurds, or the Mamluks, or the Christians, or by the horses' hooves, and then the whistling of bullets or the humming of bowstrings, according to the orders of the Grand Vizier, whether muskets or bows and arrows, were fired three times in succession, and after three times there were almost no men or horses who could continue to stand, and even if there were, they lost the courage to rush forward, and dared to turn around.

No one shouted and shouted, it was frighteningly quiet, and the majesty of the Grand Vizier stood up again, and the next day he rewarded a great deal of meat to all, even the humblest of Tatars.

"Where did he get so much mutton?" asked the Grand Imam's servant, who was Asha's brother.

The Grand Imam gave him a stern look, "Asha has returned to the True God," he said, "The Grand Vizier is not something you can blame. Of course he knew—there was more than just mutton in so many steaming cauldrons, but this was not the time to think about personal grievances and morals.

Asha's brother kept his mouth shut, Asha did have his orders to enter the tent without permission, and the Grand Vizier had more enemies than his friends - but Yasha could be executed, but it should not be the Grand Vizier himself, only that he must have seen something, and the Grand Vizier did not dare to let him even say a word.

Feeding and pacifying the wolves under his command again, the army left Ljubljana like chicken ribs and marched towards the north bank of the Sava River, there was not even a single soldier left by the Grand Vizier in this empty city, he did not leave himself any way back, the Grand Imam saw it, and his heart became heavier and heavier.

No one could notice the strangeness of the Grand Vizier Ahmed as he pressed the scimitar at his waist through Ljubljana with a blank face - he had accidentally killed Yasha with that scimitar before the siege of the city - the man who had given him the scimitar had said that he would never let it taste fresh blood unless he had made a decision.

He made a big mistake.

Now, though the scimitar was still separated from him by clothes and flesh, it seemed to have tentacle-like veins stretched out and intimately connected to his heart, and the horse took a step forward, the heavier and colder it became, and his heartbeat became slower and harder—several times, Ahmet almost appealed to the Grand Imam for help, but another legend about the scimitar made him involuntarily shut his mouth.

If it's not true, Ahmad thought to himself, and ask the Grand Imam to lift the curse for himself.

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When the Dauphin Louis the Younger returned to Camnico, he must have first met Louis XIV, who was Louis the Younger's commander, king, and father.

When little Louis ran eagerly into the room, he was surprised to find that there was another person in the room, whom he did not know at all—and, judging by his seat, posture and eyes, maintained a near-equal position with Louis XIV—but he was neither king nor emperor.

"He was a king. "And the king of France. Louis XIV added mentally, then looked at Theoderick: "Can I let little Louis call you uncle?"

"You're really ......," said Theoderick helplessly, "a man who does whatever he wants." ”

Theoderick was different from Prince Amun of Tsmeich, and although Louis XIV was on the verge of making his son king of the Inner World, Theoderick would not appear in front of the king unless he had to, let alone the rest of the royal family, but no matter how hard he tried to cut the relationship between the Inner World and the Table World, this wayward majesty could easily shorten the distance between him and almost nothing with a simple pull.

In a way that is difficult to refuse, if Louis XIV showed his attitude towards Amun against Theoderic, Prince Van Zhuo could reasonably maintain an indifferent and distant distance, after all, Theoderick's Merovingian dynasty and Louis XIV's Bourbon dynasty were separated by several dynasties, and the blood relationship was even more incompatible, but any one ...... The Bloodline, when a king asks his heir to treat himself like his uncle, can't help but be a little moved.

Theoderick was in his twenties when he died, and he had no children.

"Uncle Theoderick. Little Louis had always been very willing to listen to his father, so he immediately stepped forward and saluted Theoderic, though he was full of doubts.

"You may feel a little strange," Louis pointed to his coat pocket, "but he's always protected me and you, my son, the kitten." ”

Little Louis's eyes widened in surprise, he knew that there were always some wizards around his father, such as Varro Vesali, and his brother's mother, his brother was also a wizard, but because when he was born, Louis had already figured out how to deal with those wizards and the inner world, so the crown prince's opinion on the inner world- It was an enclave that belonged to France, but was so far away that he might never be able to go, and the wizards, the French people in the enclave, although he could not manage it himself, his brother would do his duty, and there was not much difference between the Viscount of Tirrenne and the three Dutch provinces—there must be one difference, that is, his brother and he would be each other's aid.

The inner world and the outer world should not be mutually exclusive, but complementary.

He had also heard that his father had two vampire princes working for him, but ...... He couldn't help but dig into his pocket and pull out a chubby blue-gray cat.

The cat boy is one of the most important talismans that Louie left to little Louie, and in the event of any accidents, little Louie can at least escape alone.

Theodric suddenly felt the urge to turn into a bat and fly away, but the window of the room was closed, and although he wanted to go through it or smash it, it wouldn't be a big deal, but ...... He glanced at Louis next to him, this majesty was smiling, and the prince of Fanzhuo didn't want to think about how much narrowness there was in it, so he only lowered his head and coughed lightly: "It's still with you for the time being, Your Highness." ”

He added dissatisfiedly: "Until the end of the war, I am afraid that there will be no peace here." Of course, it's all thanks to your father. ”

Louis just smiled.