Chapter Twenty-Five: The Battle Begins
In the early morning on the steppe, Vlad was slowly advancing with a large army, and the Wallachian plains were still a little cold in April.
In order to get water conveniently, Vlad specially chose a route close to the water source, and at the urging of his allies, he slowly embarked on the road of the master.
The air was very humid, and the sky and the earth were foggy, and the officers and men of Wallachia could only pull the clothes of their comrades in front of them to ensure that they would not be left behind.
"It's rare to see such a big fog." Doral approached the Grand Duke and whispered,
Although Doral is very flattering to Vlad, he still has the ability, otherwise he would not have been able to ascend to such a high position, and the current situation makes him feel faintly bad.
Vlad looked around, frowned, and quickly gave the order,
"Send soldiers to scout within a mile, and each soldier should not be more than five paces apart, and then talk about the situation when they find out."
A soldier was sent to the outermost periphery, the terrain here was a little rugged, one foot deep and one foot shallow, which made him a little dissatisfied, and suddenly, his eyes widened, and there seemed to be a black line in the distance?
The sun gradually came out, the fog slowly dissipated, the black lines in the distance became clearer and clearer, and finally, the double-headed eagle banner was unmistakably revealed in the sunlight.
"Enemy Attack !!" The soldier believed that he had never shouted so loudly in his life, and the voice passed through the heavy soldiers to the Central Army.
Vlad and Doral glanced at each other, Doral reacted immediately and directly drove the soldiers into formation, while Vlad came to the place where the sound came.
Looking at the double-headed eagle flag in the distance, Vlad instantly understood the identity of the other party, and what made him curious was how the other party came here and no one knew?
But now is not the time to think about this, to throw the chaotic thoughts out of his head, and Vlad is ready to deal with the trouble at hand.
He carefully observed the Byzantines, even if it was an enemy, he had to say that the Byzantine army was indeed well-equipped and well-trained, but the array arrangement was a little rusty, but he could see that this was the reason for the soldiers, not the commander-in-chief,
This is also normal, a large number of these people have just joined the Empire, many of them have even fought against the Empire before, and it is normal that they don't know much about the Empire, and anyone will be a little panicked when they go through great changes.
"Stop", an order was given on the other side, and the army slowly stopped.
"Array", the heavy infantry stands in the middle army, next to the light infantry, and then next to the cavalry,
It is said that it is heavy infantry, in fact, it is to add armor to the joints and face, compared with light infantry, heavy infantry is indeed full of deterrent power.
Emperor Constantine rode his horse to the front of the battle, and seeing this, Vlad also came to the front.
The emperor flattened his mouth and leaned forward slightly,
"Surrender, or death awaits you."
Vlad grinned,
"Freedom or death."
"Well," Emperor Constantine sat up straight,
"You're going to pay for your arrogance."
After saying that, he rode his horse and walked in front of him,
"Kill!"
Vlad doesn't talk nonsense either, just prepares Doral.
Emperor Constantine entered the Chinese army, and the two sides began a bloody contest,
The first to strike on the battlefield is the longbowman, and in terms of range, neither the musket nor the crossbow can be compared with the longbow,
This bow foot is a man tall, not only has a long range, but also is very powerful.
There was a sound of breaking the air, and a dark cloud seemed to flash out of the military formation, heading straight for the enemy.
"Raise the shield", in a burst of commands, one by one the big shields were raised, and the archers who had just finished firing the arrows hid under the shields, however, there were still a few unlucky ones who were a step late and were shot through the ground by the enemy's bow and arrows,
After firing a round, the two sides did not shoot at each other again, first, the lethality was limited, and second, it was a waste of resources, and the victory or defeat of the war was mainly close to the body.
The soldiers in the front row held large shields, the soldiers in the back row held spears, the two sides approached step by step, and the eagle flag hung on the cross, which looked very dazzling in the sun,
As the distance approached, the musketeers and crossbowmen stopped first, reloading, loading, and firing in one go, and the enemy's pace was visibly disrupted,
At this point, their task is accomplished, no one expects them to come forward to fight again, and the rest is left to the heavy infantry,
At this point, the gap between the two sides is obvious, although the Byzantine army has little training time, it can still be seen that the existence of collective consciousness exists, generally two or three people fight the enemy together, the Wallachian army is all with a bloody and brave spirit, as soon as it runs, there is no formation at all, and the weapons in the hands are also varied, spears, maces, two-handed axes, etc., which are dazzling,
Giovanni was also in formation, he took the lead, with a squadron rushing left and right in the enemy, and no one dared to stop him,
In the end, the enemy was already frightened and fled, for them, life is their own, victory is the Grand Duke's, how to choose is obvious,
Seeing that the situation was not good, Vlad also wanted to run away, and as soon as he stepped on the horse again, a joking voice sounded,
"Where do you want to go?"
Vlad looked behind him in disbelief, Giovanni pulling the saddle, and behind him were Byzantine soldiers,
Vlad's whole body trembled,
"I am willing to surrender and pledge my allegiance to Emperor Constantine."
Giovanni looked him up and down a few times, as if he was thinking about what to do with him, and for a moment, he decided to let Emperor Constantine decide the matter.
"Your Majesty, we've captured Vlad." Giovanni first respectfully reported to the emperor.
"Let's go, go out and have a look." The emperor was not surprised at all, 20,000 to 5,000, it was impossible to lose.
The army is cleaning up the battlefield, the corpses are going to be burned, the wounded are being treated, there are too many things,
Vlad waited not far away, his wide robes already stained red with blood, clotting together piece by piece,
Seeing the emperor coming, Vlad hurriedly bowed his head, put his two hands together, and was about to kiss the hand.
"A little lower", the emperor stretched out his hand, but put it lower,
Vlad was a little surprised, but he didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly squatted down, took the emperor's hand, and kissed him fiercely a few times, as if this could calm his uneasy heart,
The Emperor suddenly drew his horsewhip and slapped it Vlad's face,
"Look at what you've done, your subjects are as afraid of you as a viper, and that's how you run Wallachia for the Empire?"
Vlad was terrified, he didn't know what his fate would be, so he could only show his obedience by not speaking,
Turning his face slightly, the emperor said angrily: "Get up." ”
Hearing this, Vlad slowly raised his head and looked at Emperor Constantine,
"May Your Majesty forgive me for my sins, and I am willing to do anything to atone for my sins."
"Your crime is heinous," the Emperor scolded, and then added,
"For the Lord's sake, you still rule Wallachia, and don't let me down again this time."
The Emperor's tone of hatred made Vlad feel a little remorseful, but the humiliation soon took over his heart, but he decided to agree first,
"The Lord is amazed at your tolerance, Your Majesty."
Vlad bowed his head again, in obedience.
The Emperor's purpose was never to merge Wallachia and Serbia, and this show was also for the Serbian Grand Duke Stefan to see, in order to show Stefan the situation.