A man on a black horse walked slowly on the mountain road, and in the distance, out of sight, it was turning into hell - the family members of the nobles and knights who had betrayed the Count had been impaled on sharp stakes by the whole family, and even the criminals who had committed some minor sins in the prisons were also impaled on the stakes, and many monks and ascetics of the Church, as well as the local bishops, were sent to heaven with various punishments." Now there is no lawlessness, and the so-called authority and grace of the Lord can no longer be exercised on earth........." The man on the horse, as if he could see what was happening in that distant place, said the words as if he were reciting, "Piercing the Prince......... Haha ”

At the man's feet, on the flat ground between the mountains, there was an army marching there, with a twisted moon and stars on the flag, "The army of the Ottoman Turks." Bo Fu looked at the tide of troops and said, "I didn't expect to have the opportunity to test the Night King so soon.......... but he should still be alive now." ”

Instead of following the army, he stayed on a hilltop in the Carpathians, as if he had become a statue, and just looked calmly into the distance. "It doesn't take much time, it's going to be over soon. ”

The march of the army was very fast, and on the third day of the stay of Bofu, a bright red light appeared from the distant horizon, and the light turned into a black cloud, obscuring the sunlight in the sky, and from the distant side came the sound of waves, wave after wave, never ending. "The waves of the sea of blood...... Sure enough, he was born a demon king. I've learned how to use my strength so quickly!I'm satisfied!" as Bo Fu turned around and rode slowly forward on the black horse again. Countless blood-red rays of light emerged from under the dark clouds behind him......

Birfu moves slowly. So on the sixth day, he was surrounded by a speeding procession of horses and knights on their backs, who looked like they were about to die. These Turks looked like dead people, and their souls were not possessed, and they did not even dare to look back behind them. They were covered in blood, had no weapons in their hands, wore only a robe, and even the chain armor had been stripped off, and the only thing they could do was whip their horses desperately. Let these horses run a little faster, a little faster. Some horses ran and ran, the white foam on the side of their mouths turned red, and they rolled directly to the ground and died, if the people on the horse were lucky enough to move, they would climb a little farther away from the place behind them even if they climbed, and some people begged loudly that their companions could pull them, but no one dared to turn back.........

Bo Fu looked at these lucky or unlucky people very calmly. There was no shortage of people who had lost their horses and tried to turn around and rob the black horse of Bo Fu, but the only fate of these three or five Turkish soldiers who came up to rob was to turn into food for nightmare beasts. And none of the guys who had horses to run had come up and snatched them—even if their horses were likely to fall to the ground and die in the next minute...... They were so terrified of the place behind them......

The few Turkish soldiers who ran away were only a little more than a hundred, completely disproportionate to the tens of thousands of troops they had when they arrived. Bo Fu swayed. On the one hand, it was a little pity, "I can't see that scene....... and I really want to see the scenery of the terrifying piercing road when the Turkish army arrives the second time......... But more than 20,000 dead or captives were pierced on both sides of the road....... how horrible and spectacular!"

The direction of his journey was Thrace, and he prepared to go to Constantinople, a great city that had just witnessed the fall of the Eastern Roman Empire, the last of the millennial empire and the glory of Rome. The city should be far less prosperous now than it was in history and more than a hundred years later, but Bo Fu was going to spend the Bosphorus there and travel to Asia Minor, "Maybe I can go all the way east through there, and then come to the location of the largest light of civilization in this world....... it's a pity that this world world can't use long-range jumping spells, especially when going to the regions of different civilization systems, you have to walk, otherwise it won't take long to fly over." As a result, it is now necessary to slowly move through the territory of Orthodoxy, the territory of Islam, and then the territory of Buddhism, Hinduism, and Taoism......"

There was still a long, long way to go, and on the road he saw once again the vengeful Ottoman army, this time in which he saw the light of the gods, and the Ottoman Turks' religious decrees, which were now far more tolerant than those of Europe, made their army many of the supernatural powers of the secret societies of the past. "This time is the time when the King of the Dead is at its most forming. He now looked like an ordinary merchant, leading an old and weak horse, carrying some shoddy jewels or something, and he didn't seem to have any oil, but the sharp scimitars and swords on the edge of the saddle proved that the "merchant" could turn himself into an enemy of the profession at any time, and such disguises were commonplace in the land of the Ottoman conquests, and no one would take them seriously when the army passed.

Birffen watched as the army marched westward, and he swaggered toward Constantinople. In the public baths of a small town not far from Constantinople, Böffen and a group of merchants from north to south lay down in pairs by the luxurious marble baths, some of whom talked about the war that had just ended. Bo Fu listened quietly to the guy's bragging, but there was also a lot of real news - because the brother-in-law of the guy's wife seemed to be the logistics officer in that army.......

Listening to his vivid descriptions of the madness and cruelty of Count Dracula, the Grand Duke of Wallachia, he pinned more than 20,000 people around the castle at once, and launched a dark magic attack on the Empire's army. Fortunately, with the blessing of Allah and - some insignificant magicians and the like broke the spell of the terrible prince, the army slaughtered the horrible castle in Wallachia, burned the entire castle, and killed all the evil gods in the city - although there were not many people left, and finally killed the terrible demon, pickled his head and sent it back to Constantinople. The crowd gathered around the fellow and listened in a daze, and even the servant who was serving the guests in the bathroom came up and listened in amazement, so the guy was extremely satisfied

"As for the last puzzle piece of the puzzle, hmph, the ghost knows which guy's head was taken to take the credit. "Bo Fu asserted, it was because he knew that the Earl had set the most reluctant flame himself, and he had also completed the ceremonial at this time. "It's just that as a living person, this guy still needs to live for a while, at least twenty or thirty years. Bo Fu sent a small part of the strength out of the city, "As a nobleman in the dark, a person outside the world, the legend of this Count Dracula is still very long. ”

It's only been a few years since Istanbul fell into Turkish hands, and the guys have only just finished cleaning up the ruins and repairing some of the city's sewer systems, but the foundation stone for the Sultan's palace has already begun. Wealthy immigrants from conquered Anatolia and elsewhere are just beginning to move into the city – but thanks to the city's unique location, the city's former prosperity has begun to reappear.

The first thing the Turks restored was the large baths – which, like the Romans, were accustomed to using the baths as a social occasion. Bo Fu was now soaking in the big pool, enjoying his pleasant life, and when he had had enough of soaking the fellow lay on the hot marble table, and was massaged by a muscular man, "This is heaven! Of course—it would be better if it were Romanesque," the fellow muttered.

After a leisurely evening in the large baths, the next day he had set foot on the land of Asia Minor by ferry. (To be continued......)