After the sumptuous dinner, Shaybani couldn't hold back and followed behind Hua Houwei. It was only after entering Suleiman's residence for Hua Houwei that he asked, "Prince, why did Suleiman write a letter to Sigismunt? Wasn't it already decided to dismember the Polish-Lithuanian Union?"

Hua Hou Wei smiled and said to him: "Shaybani, you steppe people like to drive falcons to hunt, please tell me, how to train a strong and loyal falcon?"

He didn't know what medicine was sold in Huahou Wei's gourd, and he didn't dare not answer, so he had to put away the question in his heart and replied respectfully: "Don't give the falcon meat to eat, don't let the falcon sleep, the eagle slave and the falcon are relatively dry, and usually after four or five days, the falcon will lower its proud head. At this time, the eagle slave can give the falcon meat, and the falcon is considered to be more than half trained."

Hua Houwei nodded: "Well, that's right. What about Suleiman?"

"Prince, are you saying that Suleiman is the proud falcon?" Shaybani seemed to understand what Hua Houwei meant, but there were always key points that he couldn't understand.

"Hey, that's right! Suleiman is the sultan of the Ottoman Empire, since he was a child, and the Ottoman is the first power outside the Ming Dynasty, how can he be willing to submit to the Ming Dynasty? Therefore, I need to slowly boil the eagle in order to truly make Osman an assistant to the Ming and not an enemy."

Shaybani still didn't understand, "Yes, the Prince's idea is fine. But what does this have to do with Zygmunt?"

Hua Hou Wei laughed: "Small means, small means! Of course I wouldn't really spare the Polish-Lithuanian Union, but, hehe, I gave them a chance! As for how Suleiman said to Zygmunt, then I don't care, and even if he says no, I don't care. After all, Poland-Lithuania is a big country, and it is impossible to destroy it at once, and Zygmunt will always know that it was Suleiman who made him lose his opportunity, so there will definitely be no possibility of peace between the Ottomans and the Polish-Lithuanian alliance! With fewer and fewer allies and potential allies, does Suleiman still want to get rid of the Ming Dynasty?"

Shaybani was stunned, the young man in front of him was really the devil, how could he play with people's hearts like this? But it seems to be good for yourself, huh? The more the prince cheats, the stronger the power of the Ming Empire, and the more benefits will be for the Uzbekistans attached to the Ming Dynasty! Shaybani patted his ass in admiration: "You are really a rare wise man, so that the Ottomans and the Polish-Lithuanian alliance will not end."

Suleiman is actually not unaware of this, but Huahou Wei's move is a conspiracy, in the face of huge benefits, what about the Ottoman and the Polish-Lithuanian alliance to fight each other? Suleiman, of course, knows that risk is directly proportional to income, and the greater the risk, the greater the benefit, so it is self-evident how to choose.

When Zygmunt received Suleiman's letterhead, he looked at the arrogant words, angrily tore up the letterhead, and roared: "Bastard! Pigs! Filthy villain!" It's a pity that Zygmunt's vocabulary is too small, and all that goes over and over is these few sentences, and the green tendons on his head jump up and down, constantly pacing back and forth in the palace, and accidentally stepping on Ganxiang, who has been asleep for an unknown amount of time, and almost falls.

"Honey, what upsets you?" A delicate voice came, and Zygmunt didn't have to look back to know that it was his little wife, Bonas Forza.

He barely put away his anger and snorted, "Suleiman of the Ottomans actually let me join that bullshit United Nations like a reward beggar!" Hum! Poland and Lithuania are not taken into account at all!"

"The United Nations? What is that? Can you tell me about it?" Bonas Forza flashed with big beautiful eyes, and carried the hem of his skirt like a fawn, jumping close to Zygmunt, and there were so many glimpses on the ground.

"Beauna, be careful. Well, do you know that mysterious power in the East? It is a silk country rich in silk and porcelain." Zygmunt was very fond of his little wife, and reached out to catch her delicate body.

"Ah! I know, I know! A few years ago, Sister Silord was married to the prince of that big country in the East, and I heard that the wedding was very grand, but unfortunately I didn't have a chance to see it."

Looking at Bona, who was a little gloomy, Zygmunt suddenly remembered that the Ming Empire and Europa were related by marriage. He hugged Bona and smiled and relieved: "It doesn't matter, the Ming Empire has appeared in the Ottomans, and I heard that it is the Prince of Daming who married Silord to lead the team. Oh, Lian

The United Nations is his brainchild, which aims to reduce ······."

"Ahh Is this a good thing? Why don't you agree?"

"Humph!" Zygmunt was about to complain, but looking at his wife's pretty face, his words softened: "Alas, I just want to get a higher status, Poland and Lithuania are a big country, and they should have a status to match."

Bona was silent, her husband's thoughts couldn't be wrong, but he always felt that something wasn't quite right. This princess-to-be, who grew up in the Grand Duchy of Milan and whose father was the heir to the Duke of Milan, received a good education from an early age and was born with a high sensitivity to politics. After a while, she suddenly exclaimed, "Could it be that the prince of the Ming Empire wants to deal with Poland and Lithuania?"

Zygmunt was taken aback: "Bona, why do you think that?"

"Surely! Well, my dear, we are essentially allies with the Ottomans at the moment, and we are attacking the barbarians in Moscow, right?"

"Yes, so what?"

"They still need us now! But this is not the case with Suleiman's letterhead. It means that they no longer need us, and that there are more powerful forces involved in this war! Well, who else is more powerful than Poland-Lithuania? Ottoman? Of course, it's the mysterious Ming Empire!" Boehner's face glittered with excitement, and every sentence of analysis was interlocked, and Zygmunt looked at his little wife in more and more surprise.

"So what should we do?"

Boehner lowered his head in thought, shaking his head and clenching Sigmunt's sleeve for a moment. Suddenly, she raised her head and said categorically, "Help! Appeal to His Majesty Maximilian of the Holy Roman Empire for help, hoping that it is still too late, and that prince will care about his father-in-law's opinion."

Zygmunt asked in surprise, "Isn't it like this?" Will they attack the mighty Polish-Lithuanian? My hussars are a formidable force across Europe!"

Boehner shook his head: "No! Dear, hussars are powerful, of course, but will they surpass the army in Selim's hands? How did Selim die? How could Suleiman succeed Uthman as Sultan?"

Zygmunt immediately understood what Bona meant: "The Ming Empire? Oh, my God! I'm going to write right away, and hopefully it's still too late!"

It was too late, except for Babur, who was far away in North Africa, Shaybani and Ismaili personally led the army, and the 40,000 Ming army that followed Hua Houwei had already marched into Muscovy. The 100,000-strong Uzbek army, the 150,000-strong Safavid army, the 100,000-strong Ottoman army, and the 70,000-strong Crimean army were all assembled in the city of Ryazan.

Wan Songlin held the baton and pointed to the huge wall chart: "This battle plan is drawn up by the prince, and the specific route of the march is like this. Let's go directly to Kolomna, and after taking Kolomna, the Wing Army, the Ottoman Army, and the Crimean *** will go to Smolensk and attack Kyiv; Safavid and Uzbekistan joined forces of the Kazan Khanate and the Nogai Khanate, stormed Moscow, believing, encircling but not fighting, and only annihilating the living forces of the Moscow army. His Majesty Ismaili is in charge of the command of the Eastern Route Army, and my prince is in charge of the command of the Western Route Army, what objections do you have?"

It was impossible for ancient warfare to have modern communications equipment, and of course it was impossible to keep pace. Therefore, it is only possible to use the method of fighting on two fronts, attacking Moscow and Poland-Lithuania at the same time. Hua Houwei originally only thought of colluding with Poland and Lithuania to dismember the Duchy of Moscow; But the unprovoked sense of urgency prompted him to have the idea of settling Moscow and Poland-Lithuania in one fell swoop. He wanted to complete the layout of Europe as soon as possible and return to Daming.

Shaybani said with a smile, "Although the Eastern Route Army has the artillery of His Majesty Ismaili, the attacking force is still weak."

Hua Houwei lazily explained, "So you don't need to conquer Moscow City, you only need to annihilate their living forces. Especially the troops who rushed back from the Kazan Khanate! Is there any result from the contact with Amin?"

Montgogire shook his head, "Not yet, but it should be soon."

Hua Houwei nodded: "Yes, your troops are not fully in place yet, let alone any battle plan, of course you can't give you too much artillery. Okay, let's adjust in wartime, you just need to contain Moscow, the main target of this war is already Poland and Lithuania!"

Kolomna was already strong

When hundreds of thousands of troops appeared on the outskirts of Kolomna, the city lord Lomonsolov clutched the walls of the fortress with both hands, and his heart was cold. The head of the knight regiment beside him turned pale: "Lord Lord, we, can we hold on?" When will reinforcements from Moscow arrive?"

Lomonsolov shook his head desolately and pointed to the coalition forces outside the city: "Look! You see! Even Vasily, seeing so many troops, would he dare to come to our rescue? My God! Save your faithful servant."

Hua Houwei looked at this fortress called a city by the sultans, and just pouted, this is also called a city? Needless to say, the provincial capital of the capital, which is the county seat of the state, is much taller than this big fortress! He looked at Wan Songlin: "Xiaolinzi, let the brothers test the water, say, how long will it take?" The autumn breeze is rising, and we don't have much time!"

Wan Songlin smiled and shouted loudly, "Niu Yaowu!"

"Here!" Niu Yaowu rode his horse and galloped, dressed in a military uniform and mighty. He jumped off his horse, stood in front of Huahou Wei's horse, and said loudly, "Niu Yaowu is willing to make a military order, and in three hours, take Kolomna!"