Although I don't believe it, Junbao still has a new name.

The City of Divine Punishment.

The four walls of the castle were covered with silver crusader armor, and everyone knew how these armors came from, and even more that sank into the Sea of Marmara.

Neither the rulers nor the Holy See believed in the emergence of a new whip of God, but among the people it spread more and more widely, even as if it were out of control.

Napoli, the royal palace of Naples.

Frederick III and the Pope came here again, but this time, they did not have the leisure and elegance of the last time, except for Jeanne II, whose face was still full of spring breeze, and at first glance he knew that he had just come out of bed.

"Sober up!"

There had been a conflict between the two for a long time, and now seeing Jeanne II's infinite spring appearance, coupled with the fact that the Kingdom of Naples had almost no losses in this battle except for ships, Frederick III's anger was already a little uncontrollable.

"Now that we have lost a lot, the most important thing is to find a way! Find a way to get that guy out of the southeast! ”

"Constantinople is now called the City of Divine Punishment, do you still want this Divine Punishment to come to Napoli?"

Jeanne II was obviously a little displeased when he heard this, but he didn't say anything.

In this battle, only her Neapolitan kingdom had no substantial losses, so Frederick III had a grudge that she had already thought of it.

Besides, Jeanne II didn't change sides in the first place, she always wanted to hug Zhu Zhanyan's thigh, how could she worry?

It's just that before the goal is achieved, the play that should be played must continue to be performed, otherwise once it is worn out, it may have to face the enemy's desperate counterattack.

"I'd like to, but what's the solution?" Jeanne II's tone was flat, and there was no sense of urgency at all.

She is not afraid of being seen through by Frederick III and the Pope, after all, she really has no loss this time, and it is normal to be calm, if she is particularly anxious, then there will be ghosts.

"You should all see the power of that weapon, right? I don't believe you didn't send someone to follow you secretly. ”

As soon as Jeanne II said this, the Pope and Frederick III fell silent at the same time.

Indeed, white phosphorous eggs are a problem that cannot be avoided, and it is a problem that they cannot solve.

They don't know much about the properties of white phosphor, but the fact that they don't stop burning is enough to make them scared.

If they knew that even the heavy armored cavalry of the Middle Ages could not carry the white phosphor, they don't know what kind of expression they would have.

"Or ...... Why don't you try it? ”

Just as the atmosphere fell into dead silence, the Pope suddenly spoke, and at the same time Frederick III's eyes were turned to Jeanne II.

Jeanne II's eyes widened slowly.

She knew what the Pope meant, because it couldn't be simpler, it was nothing more than letting her betray her hue, whether it was to make Zhu Zhan Yan dizzy or take the opportunity to assassinate Zhu Zhan Yan, this was always a way.

Moreover, as people who had tasted Jeanne II, both the Pope and Frederick III felt that Jeanne II might not succeed, but at least there was a chance.

A girl has the innocence of a girl, and a woman has a woman's style.

This belongs to the radish and cabbage, but there is one thing, that is, the skills of mature women are not available to girls.

At this point, as one of those who had experienced Jeanne II's technique, the Pope felt that it was feasible.

But......

"No way!" Jeanne II refused without hesitation.

"I do want to get out of the crisis, but I don't want to die!"

Although Jeanne II's private life is quite chaotic, it does not mean that her mind is also chaotic.

On the contrary, being able to see reality clearly and stand in line as fast as possible in all of Europe, Jeanne II's brain was undoubtedly quite useful.

The Pope's plan seems to be very feasible, after all, men rarely have bad feelings, but as long as you think about it a little, you know that this is a stupid plan.

No, the same can't be said either.

This is indeed a good plan for the Pope, because you don't care about the odds, there is a chance to get rid of Zhu Zhanyan anyway.

Since it's possible to succeed, that's a good way to do it.

After all, after this battle, the crusaders, whose reputation had long been inferior to that of the past, can now be said to have fallen to the bottom, and the status of the Pope and even the Holy See has been seriously threatened.

Now, he desperately needs a victory, and a hearty victory, to be able to redeem the WeChat of the Holy See, the Pope, and even the Crusaders.

As for the method, he doesn't care.

Anyway, as long as he wins, the process is that he has the final say, he says how much the battle loss is how much the battle loss, and what kind of head he says Zhu Zhan is is that is what kind of head is the head of the rat.

Even, he said that it was okay for Zhu Zhan to kneel on the ground and lick his toes and beg for mercy.

Of course, if he wins.

But for Jeanne II, it was a stupid idea.

If nothing else, let's just say the simplest and clearest point: even if she succeeds in assassination, how will she go?

the fart! She was destined to die in that city of divine punishment!

Besides, an army that has lost its generals is sometimes far more terrifying than a normal army!

As an army that fought from East Asia to South Asia and then to West Asia, and now approached Europe, Jeanne II felt that if he did kill their ruler, this group of people would surely turn into a pack of wolves that no one could control anymore and tear themselves apart!

Jeanne II really wanted to go to Zhu Zhan's bed, but she wanted to conquer Zhu Zhan and make Zhu Zhan Yan fascinated by her, so as to go to the top of this world.

And not to die.

Seeing that Jeanne II's reaction was so intense, the Pope did not speak again.

In this world, if you want someone who is not related to you to give everything for you, then there is no other way but to coax or deceive.

Now Jeanne II is clearly sober, and besides it will not only not be effective, but even self-defeating.

The atmosphere fell into a dead silence again, but what they didn't know was that at this moment, there were also those who were just as entangled as them, and there were quite a few.

The capital of the Golden Horde, Sarai.

Uluhi Mahama was sitting on his throne with a sad look on his face.

Previously, he was very happy when the Ming army went west to conquer the Timurid Empire, because the Timurid Empire had invaded them more than once, resulting in the loss of land near Khorezm.

However, in less than three years, everything changed rapidly at an unexpected speed.

The once invincible Timurid Empire was gone, replaced by the Ming army, which was constantly slaughtering.

At first, Ma Hama was still excited, he was a descendant of Meng Yuan, and he knew very well how difficult it was and how long it would take to get here from the Central Plains.

In his opinion, when Zhu Zhan ran out of food and grass, or retreated for other reasons, the devastated Timurid Empire would be the meal on the plate of their Golden Horde.

Later, Zhu Zhanyan did leave as he thought, and returned to the Shuntian Mansion of the Ming Dynasty, Ma Hama seemed to see hope, and waited for the Ming army to withdraw every day.

However, contrary to his expectations, the will of the Ming army, or Zhu Zhanyan, was far more determined than he imagined.

It didn't take long for Zhu Zhanyan to come back again, and his return this time brought endless nightmares to Ma Hama.

The former Timurid Empire was quickly taken over by the Ming Dynasty, and the once powerful and rich Timurid Empire soon disappeared, and there is no evidence of its existence except in the history books.

The royal family, gone; Official, gone; Aristocrats, gone......

Even civilians were slaughtered in unimaginable proportions, and the last few who remained were taken to dig canals.

The fear in Mahama's heart quickly consumed him, because Temujin, who was known as the whip of God at the beginning, was not as cruel as Zhu Zhanyan.

Maha cowered cowardly in his capital, Sarai, watching the traces of the Timurid Empire being erased little by little, and watching the Ottoman Empire, an ally once allied against the Timurid Empire, perish.

Now, he watched the fall of Constantinople and the last vestiges of the once glorious Roman Empire disappear from the world.

Maha knew very well that it was about to be his turn.

At the moment, Zhu Zhanyan didn't care about him, firstly, because he didn't take him seriously, thinking that his Golden Horde would not bring much trouble to the Ming Dynasty.

The second reason is that Zhu Zhanyan has no time now, because even Ma Hama knows how important the foothold of Junbao is.

Finally, when Zhu Zhan Yan gained a firm foothold and advanced northward, the Golden Horde would also be liquidated.

Until this time, Mahama knew that he could not wait any longer.

If you wait any longer, it will not be waiting for the Ming army to retreat, but waiting for death.

So, he compromised.

Two teams, three envoys.

One went west, to the Holy Roman Empire, to the Pope, to the rulers of the countries of Europe, in short, to anyone who might be united.

One went east, towards the Eastern Chagatai Khanate and Warat.

On the European side, Mahama is not prepared to come up with any leverage, because he feels that the situation facing Europe today is not much better than his own.

But on the side of the Eastern Chagatai Khanate and Warat, he took out quite sincere chips.

He knew that the Eastern Chagatai Khanate had always wanted to return to Central Asia and get back the lands that had been usurped by the Timurid Empire, so he took it out and made a deal with the Eastern Chagatai Khanate.

He also knew that Warat had always wanted to enter the Central Plains and avenge the drive north of the Great Wall by Zhu Yuanzhang, so he also took it out to make a deal.

In Mahama's expectation, the Eastern Chagatai Khanate and Warat did not need to pay much price, as long as they sent troops to the Central Plains and let Zhu Zhan fall into a dilemma of taking care of one and losing the other.

In the end, if he succeeded, then Timur gave the old land to the Eastern Chagatai Khanate, and the Central Plains to Warat, as for his own Kipchak Khanate......

On the surface, he only needs Khorezm, which he once lost, but in reality he still wants the Arab region, but that is after the victory.

And now, he doesn't even have the confidence that the joint will succeed.

Even if he thinks he has given enough and asked as little as possible of his allies.

(End of chapter)