Conquer the Dawn of Heaven

? Some women are squatting their sleeves next to the ice cave on the river by the small river near the village of more than ten miles in the city of Siya Voice, the women also sweated a little because of their hard heads.

Almost all the men in this village work in nearby mines. When they return to their homes wearing dirty clothes every day, the choking smell is really unbearable, so washing the clothes becomes the women in the village. The most important job every day, sometimes in addition to the clothes of his own men, can also take the work of other miners and make up for the home.

The small river flows by the village, and on the opposite bank is a road that extends past the river to the mountain.

A heavy noise came from far away, and the women knew that it was a fleet of ore transported from the mountain without looking up.

On the way the convoy passed, there was a burst of dust, and the wind blew the dust across the river bank, into the eyes of the women by the river, and fell on the clothes in their hands, which caused the women who were working to stop. The work in here, while wiping the eyes fascinated by the dirt, looked at the convoy across the river without hesitation.

A flag inserted on the ore carts seemed to stimulate the women. They looked cold and even stared at the convoy with a crescent moon flag on them until they turned the foot of the mountain and saw no trace.

The women knew that the car was loaded with ore turned over for the Ottomans. These ores will be stored together first, and then when they have accumulated enough, they will be loaded and sent to the south.

Whenever these teams are seen, the locals are angry and more hostile.

The nobles will be angry that their own wealth will be robbed, while the civilians will be angry that the result of their hard work will be turned over to the Ottomans and they will not be paid.

The convoy went all the way along the mountain road. These ores will be temporarily piled up in a large warehouse under the mountain as an important material sent to the south. This warehouse is the last stop before shipment.

The convoy went a little slow, the heavy body pressed the wheels on the road and the gravel on the road made the sound of Gragra, and the crescent flag inserted in the car fluttered in the wind, as if it was facing this land. People demonstrate.

A coachman glanced at the flag in disgust, and then the whip in the handle, which was a little vented, slammed in the air, and the pack horse pulling the cart instinctively accelerated its pace, which caused the driver's dissatisfaction. He simply stretched his foot and kicked **** the pack horse's bottom.

The packhorse screamed, causing a lot of packhorse responses from the front and back of the team. For a while, the horses hissed one after another in the team.

An Ottoman who was riding a horse in front of the team looked back at the team. His hand was used to be held by the knife handle. He knew that these locals hated them and knew the local character if they were a little negligent. You may lose your life.

A sound of horseshoes came from the opposite road, and the Ottomans immediately became alert. He told his companions to be careful of the team while he urged the horse to run forward a few steps and stared at the intersection.

The figure on the horse traveled from far to near, and the Ottomans watched the other party nervously. When he was sure that there was only one person, he first relaxed slightly, but then frowned.

The other person stopped a long distance away, and the mount leaned sideways on the road to look around. Then he suddenly turned his horse's head and turned to run.

This immediately aroused the vigilance of the Ottomans. He turned back and yelled a few words to his **** companion. As the companions took off their weapons, he chased away alone in the direction where the man disappeared.

In front of the steep slope, which was not too high but just blocked the view, Ottoman rushed to the top of the slope, but when he saw the scene down the slope, the Ottomans couldn't help but be surprised.

A group of people riding horses are on the road not far from the steep slope. Although these people have different costumes, the weapons on them show that these people have bad intentions. It seems that they know that the Ottomans will come to check. When Ottoman appeared on the **** , I saw a cold look cast.

The hearts of the Ottomans were cold and the Bosnian resistance never stopped. No matter the south or the north, many nobles secretly supported those people, but the Ottomans did not expect these people to be so bold not far from Siegel Local attacks.

There are not many people under Seker in Siye, but they have not been attacked before. This is because the Bosnians knew that if they attacked that Seker directly, they might completely anger the Ottoman rulers in the south and the nobles in North Bosnia Although they dislike these people sent by Sudan, they don't want to anger them easily.

But looking at these people now, the Ottomans felt cold all over. As he turned his horse back and ran away, he yelled at the companions of the downhill team and kept warning, listening to the horseshoes gradually sounding behind him. The team has chased him from behind.

The Ottomans in the convoy suddenly panicked. They didn't expect a sudden attack, and they looked at the people who rushed down the slope. Their eyes could not help showing a little despair.

There are many more opponents than them. Although the Ottomans immediately raised their bows and arrows, and some still held muskets at the side of the car, they knew that this distance was only enough for them to withstand a round.

Sure enough, the Ottomans who just had to shoot two arrows and had to pull out their scimitars were immediately surrounded by Bosniacs who were more than their number, and the Ottomans were even more chaotic. Those who seemed to be honest The coachmen suddenly started to make trouble, they drove the carriage around and kept crashing, the car formation that hadn't had time to break was instantly torn apart, and was rushed into the gap by those people. Some bold drivers even started to help those people to the Ottomans. An attack was launched.

The Ottomans who had previously explored the path had already been toppled to the ground by the person who was catching up behind him, but he was not dead. Under a lot of horse legs, he actually miraculously survived, but only when he finally climbed into a car The car stood firm by the side of the car, trying to pull out the saber in his waist, but he was surrounded by several drivers who had escorted him before.

Some of them held wooden sticks to support the vehicle plates, some held short knives, and another held two pieces of ore with sharp corners. The Ottomans saw heavy hostility from their eyes, which made him I believe that as long as he moves a little, these people will definitely kill him mercilessly.

The Ottomans slowly took off the sheathed saber and threw it to the ground, then he sat down slowly because of the bleeding on his body and his eyes darkened.

In a trance, the Ottoman heard someone talking loudly, and there seemed to be some quarrels from time to time, but because he was dizzy, he could not hear what the Bosniaks were talking about, so he did n’t know that the Bosnians put his companions ’bodies. Hanging on a temporary tree-side cross, he drove the convoy back in the direction of the road.

These Bosniaks are very quick to do things, or they are familiar with the environment around them. Before the darkening of Ottoman's eyes, he only dazed to see the back of the team disappearing on the way they came.

The people of Siye City heard the news that the Ottoman convoy had been robbed the next day.

This news made many Siya people happy, especially civilians, and some even danced directly on the street.

But Siye ’s nobles were not necessarily so happy, all kinds of news came and went, and they were all inquiring about who did it.

Regarding the looting of the Ottoman mine convoy, Siye ’s noble mood was somewhat complicated.

They certainly want to see the Ottomans unlucky, but they also know that this may not be a good thing for themselves.

The loss of the Ottoman minecart due to the attack must be compensated, and the Ottomans will certainly not give up, and the life of the Siye nobles is not very good.

The Siye nobles began to contact in secret. They wanted to know who was so brave, or who did this without authorization.

However, compared with the Sie, the Seckler of Sie wanted to know the whereabouts of those people.

The previous Ottomans who were looking for a way were lucky, but he should have survived so miraculously that he should have bleed to death.

It's just that there is not much news he can provide. Apart from knowing that they are Bosnians, he can't say much.

Seckler listened dumbly at the report under his hand, his fingers knocking on the thick carpet underneath him, and patted him after pondering for a long time.

"Go call that Compati." Seckler's gloomy eyes saw the servant bow down and his fingers knocked on the carpet again.

When the mining fleet was attacked, Gompati was drinking in a tavern in Sie City. Bosnian cider is very famous. At least Gompati felt no worse than Montina's wine.

The Siye locals obviously hated Gompati, but some outsiders might not think so.

At least the owner of this pub does not refuse to do business with this generous mercenary. Although there have been a lot of unpleasantness because of this, but after the weapon was shown by Gompati and his men, those who were originally prepared to find fault Of the locals stopped temporarily.

Only the atmosphere was somewhat depressed, but when news of the minecart attack came, the tavern immediately boiled.

The Siers kept clinking their glasses to congratulate each other, and some even looked at the "Ottoman dog legs" sitting in the corner with provocative eyes.

Gompati, who heard the news, did not react for a while.

"Is it an adult?" A whisper asked.

"No, it doesn't look like an adult," Gumpati shook his head in confusion. "We all know that adults are not just for a little bit of ore. This is more like the Bosnians doing it themselves."

Gompati said to look at the locals, but unfortunately his reputation here is too stinky, otherwise he might be able to find out some news.

The door of the tavern was pushed open by force, and cold wind blew in, but no one saw it.

Everyone's eyes turned to the door, and then the lively atmosphere suddenly cooled down.

Seeing the gloomy Ottomans standing at the door, Comparti knew that it was here for himself.

Seckler looked at Gomperty, who was smelling of alcohol from afar. He wanted to sneer but he thought about it and dispelled the idea.

"You know why I'm looking for you," Seckler didn't want to waste time. Although the minecart was robbed, he was a bit burned, but what really made him care was the boldness of the Bosnians. "I want you to find those people, Maybe bring their heads back. "

"Are you asking me to kill them all?" Compatiti asked hesitantly.

"Yes, cruel, ruthless, all killed." There was no vicious look on Seckler's face, but what he said showed a chilling chill. "I know you are a mercenary, not an executioner, but My command is higher than your honor in this matter. "

"Can I know why, just because those people have robbed your minecart?" Gompati was a little strange. He certainly didn't have to be so familiar with this Sackler, but from the interaction in a few days, he could It was felt that this man was not an Ottoman who was rumored to rule the conquered by brutal means.

Sure enough, although Seckler was cool, he still explained to him: "Although the minecart is important but it still doesn't allow me to order the slaughter, this is a very bad thing. The people here are fighting against the rule of Sudan."

Seckler's emotions were a little agitated. He picked up the cup placed on the short table and sipped his coffee to calm down his emotions. Then he continued, "Do you know why I can inherit my uncle's job here? Because the uncle was able to appease the people here with clever means, know that this is North Bosnia and not the South, even Sarajevo still has many people opposed to the rule of the Governor, but in Siye we can collect ore from the locals , All this is the result of my uncle's efforts, so I will not allow anyone to destroy it. "

Seckler said to look at Gompati: "I will stay in this city. If I do well, Sudan may even allow my family to continue this position, so I will never allow accidents."

Gompati nodded and said that he understood that it was clear that Seckler was more concerned about the threat posed by the minecart robbery to his position in Siya.

"I will follow your orders," Gompati replied, "But those should be locals, and I am not familiar with it at all."

"You can rest assured ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Soon I will be able to find out who those people are." Seckler doesn't care about this. "In addition, I want you to be prepared. There will definitely be a lot of things like this. People are restless, and I cannot give them a chance. "

Speaking of this, Seckler squeezed his fist hard with indignation, and he got up and walked back and forth from the carpet.

"Find those rebels and put them all to death. This is for revenge and intimidation. The Bosnians must understand that any resistance will be brutally suppressed. Only then will they be honest. I have dealt with them before. It ’s so kind, it ’s time for them to really know me. "

"But what about the nobles of Siya, don't you worry that they will oppose you?"

"That's why you are needed," Seckler stopped and turned to look at Gompatti. "We are dealing with the gangsters who robbed my minecart. Unless the Siehs admit that they have a relationship with those gangsters, they There is no reason to oppose me. "

Gompati nodded silently, but when he walked out of Seckler's room, he whispered to the little Cacho next to him: "Go and tell adults, maybe our opportunity is coming."