Chapter 7: The King and the Chieftain

Warsaw

Kamizir IV was very entangled, the Byzantine envoys came to try to persuade the king to raise troops, at first, the king was not very interested in this proposal, not to mention whether to win the war, even if he won, it would not be of much benefit to him, as for the Byzantines' proposal to cede the Principality of Moldavia, he was even more disdainful, and did his own business with other people's money, and the Byzantines took him for a fool?

However, an incident happened that made him change his opinion, and the Prussian Union sent someone to secretly contact the king, wanting to separate from the Teutonic Knights and form a confederation with Poland, and sent someone to test the king's opinion.

Of course, it's certainly not now, history didn't start this thirteen-year-long war until 1454, and now it's just a matter of contact, not only the King of Poland, but also the Emperor of the Holy Continent, Brandenburg and other places have also sent people to negotiate, but everyone is not interested, the Emperor of the Holy Roman Army is busy dealing with the opposition forces in the empire, and other countries are too weak to be willing to fight with the Teutonic Knights.

The problem now was that the Ottomans in the south were too eager to attack, and last year, the Moldavians swore allegiance to the Ottoman Sultan, who had already crossed the Danube, and although the Sultan's intention to take Constantinople first was well known, it was difficult to guarantee that the Sultan's eyes would not look at Poland after the fall of Constantinople.

The Danube and Carpathians were the natural lines of defense in southern Poland, and crossing the Danube meant that the Sultan could enter and leave the Great Polish Plain at will, and the Polish hinterland was no longer in danger.

"The strength of the Ottomans is strong, even if I am willing to send troops, what are the chances of your lordship?" Camitzier IV on the throne has a resolute face and a national face.

"Through multi-party contact, our lord can take out an army of 100,000, and as long as the Ottomans dare to make a move, they will be wiped out in a few days." Cito said confidently.

Of course, this is an exaggeration, if he really wants to take so many troops, he does not have to send an envoy to Poland, you know, the British and French troops in the Battle of Agincourt combined were only 35,000 men, but that battle changed the pattern of the whole of Western Europe.

"Oh? If your country is so sure, why did you come to me? ”

The king knows that he is bragging, which is normal, and it is still a few words to kill pigs, let alone a country that is dying.

"The more troops, the better, and the fewer the men, the smaller the price we will pay."

"What's more, this time is not all for my lord, but also for you."

What do you mean by that? Could it be that the Ottomans left Constantinople, which was close at hand, and came to graze on the Polish steppe? The king said in disbelief.

"The Polish hussars were famous, but the Ottoman army was no slouch." Sito saw that the king took the bait and gave the king an analysis.

"Once Constantinople falls, and the Ottomans attack Warsaw, will the king himself wonder if he will be able to resist the Ottoman army?"

"Thisβ€”" The king hesitated.

"How many allies can the king muster to resist the Ottoman army?"

"Again, the king, is there a city under your command that is stronger than Constantinople?"

The king shook his head.

"Now the king's army is not as good as the Ottomans, the allies are not more than the current Byzantium, the city is not stronger than Constantinople, and now even the Danube is shared by the Ottomans, once the Ottomans go north, I really don't know how you will win."

"If the king is willing to send troops, combined with the strength of several countries, he will definitely be able to break the Ottoman army, and when the time comes, Moldavia will be in control, the king will not only have natural danger, but also lose a strong enemy, even the cunning merchants of Venice will be willing to do such a business, I hope the king will think carefully."

"Let me think about it for a few more days, come here, and send the messenger down to rest." The king said to the outside.

Sito didn't say much, and naturally withdrew after saluting, he could see that Camizir IV was already tempted.

A few days later.

The king sent for Sito, and when they met, the king took Sito's hand very affectionately.

"You're right, your country and I rely on each other!"

Although there is no such thing as a bad idiom in Europe, there are similar truths.

"Let's go, meet our Council of Tham."

The king led Cito into a rotunda, where many people were already waiting, and the king walked to the middle of the hall.

"I have decided that the Ottomans are greedy and shameless, believe in false gods, do not obey the teachings of the Lord, do not practice the laws of men, and have a deep hatred for our country, and from now on, the whole country will mobilize to eliminate the cunning Ottoman barbarians and rescue our allies."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The voices of the nobles shook the sky, and it reflected the prestige of the king.

"Ask the messenger to reply to your lord, and when the time comes, my army will appear." The king said to Cito.

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Karaman Sultanate

Karaman is located in Anatolia, is the titular vassal of the Ottomans, but the Karaman Sultan has always been unsubject to jurisdiction, Anatolia is the origin of the Ottomans, for the sake of stability, successive sultans have adopted a gentle way to pacify, today, in the Karaman Sultan's tent, a secret envoy appears here.

"What? The emperor of Byzantium was crazy, right? Karaman cut the meat with a knife and said as he ate.

"Let me send troops, why don't you let Allah send troops?"

"It's not that you're going to send troops now." The secret envoy hurriedly said, "It's for you to send troops to attack when the Ottomans are defeated." ”

"That's not good, Ottoman is my suzerain, betraying the suzerain, then what credibility do I have?" Karaman rolled his eyes.

"Go out, if it weren't for the Byzantine emperor's face, I would have to kill you." With a wave of his hand, the envoy was driven out of the tent.

"Hmph, do you want you to teach me?" Sultan Karaman smiled shrewdly and said to himself, "If the Ottomans are defeated, I will attack, and if the Ottomans defeat me, I will not move, and I will not lose anything anyway." ”

The envoy returned to Constantinople and wanted the emperor to explain the situation, but the emperor just hummed and said that he knew.

"Then Your Majesty, the Sultan of Karaman does not agree to send troops, what should I do?" The envoy was a little worried.

"If you come back alive, it means that he agreed, all that's missing is a victory." The emperor did not lift his head.

"Huh? Ohβ€”" The envoy didn't seem to understand, and didn't say anything more.

After receiving the news from everywhere, the emperor was not very worried, and now all that was missing was a victory, and if there was only one victory, the neighbors around the Ottoman would pounce like wolves, tear the new country to pieces, and then slowly try to figure it out, and the revival of Rome would no longer be so slim.