Conquer the Dawn of Heaven

Viscount Gerva walked slowly on the steps of the Alijoe Castle. He walked very carefully, as if he were using his footsteps to measure the land under his feet instead of walking.

Sometimes he would stop and frown as if he was remembering something and then continue to walk, and sometimes he would look up and look carefully somewhere, as if he was looking for something in his memory that had been blurred.

Alijoe Castle is both familiar and unfamiliar to Helva. He has not returned here for many years, and he has forgotten many things, but when he re-entered the castle, the memories of the past are like this The tide flowed in his mind.

Not far away, Alexander's figure flashed, and Helva raised his head and looked over there, while he felt a strange mood in his heart.

Alexander was the key person who helped him recapture Zagreb, or if there was no Alexander, there would be no current him, but Hurva knew that his relationship with Alexander was obviously not as harmonious as the eyes of outsiders, or from the beginning It was just cooperation with each other. Now that he has got what he needs, it is time for him to pay.

But he didn't know exactly what Alexander wanted, and because of this he felt even more uneasy.

The cherished recovery is more real than the pain of recovery. It ’s hard to imagine what would happen if Hurva would lose something again after so many years of suffering. He felt that he might be really crazy .

Alexander came over, and after bowing slightly to Hurva, he walked slowly in the castle together with Hurva.

This is the fourth day back to Zagreb. Two days ago, the castle on the right bank finally surrendered. In fact, they also had to surrender. Although there are still some troops in the castle, because almost all nobles with status have gone to Ali Hoe Abbey, the few nobles left in the castle simply could not command and influence those officers.

There were not many people who brought Alexander into Zagreb, although he had the trump card with Hurva, but he did n’t have much care, especially those big nobles in Zagreb who had planned to murder Duke of Sighnaci, he did not believe that those people would still care about Hurva, so when he decided to take advantage of the Saint Cyril Brothers and your day to wipe out the big nobles, he had already done a good job. Get ready for the city.

So when he took people to guard the monastery, the hunting guards who entered Zagreb with him quietly surrounded Alijoe Castle.

It can only be said that people in this era seem to be generally unfamiliar with secret operations, and perhaps do not think that a small number of people can play any role, so Zagreb is unaware of the hunting guards and Bosniacs who disguise themselves.

For Alihoue Castle, which was suddenly surrounded, it was the emergence of the nobles that made them really troubled. The army that was blocked in the castle and could not get out had to fight hard with the enemy on the street not far from the castle, but the enemy relied on it. The convenience of the street and the sharpness of the firearms made them in a difficult situation and gave them a headache for a while.

Then there was the emergence of those nobles. Looking at those people, Alijoe finally chose to surrender, and the right bank did not stick to it for too many days.

But perhaps it was because Alexander ’s attack was too successful, which made many people, including Hurva, have a strange idea in their hearts. Who is it that conquered the city?

Looking at Hilva's silence, Alexander knew what he was thinking.

In fact, this is not uncommon, and another person will think so.

"Viscount, I might not be able to attend your coronation ceremony as scheduled," Alexander said to Hirva with a smile. "And please forgive me. I cannot help but remind you that there is not much time for the current coronation ceremony for you to prepare for a grand coronation ceremony. . "

Herva nodded sullenly, which is one of the reasons why he was unable to get better although Zagreb was finally recaptured.

The situation of the Ottoman soldiers' stressful situation made people panic, and Hurva found that it was not glory and cheers waiting for him, the Duke of Zagreb, but one mess after another.

One day after the joy of the initial change of dynasty, annoying things came one after another, and what made him unexpected was the appearance of an Ottoman.

That person was probably the secret messenger sent by the sultan that was rumored in the city. It was just that the man appeared in the castle without any worries, but Alexander was somewhat surprised.

Although the secrecy consciousness of this era is very weak, such a secret envoy who appeared without scrutiny still opened his eyes.

The news brought by the envoy is no longer a secret.

As early as when entering Zagreb, the conditions that had spread on the streets and alleys were not false, and Hurva was also facing the difficult choices faced by the big nobles before, but before it was almost the entire Zagreb. The noble class, and now he himself is facing this dilemma.

"The Sultan wants Zagreb to publicly support him in conquering Bucharest." Helva looked at Alexander. "What do you think I should do?"

"You are the owner of this city and will soon be crowned."

Alexander ’s answer dissatisfied Helva. He certainly did not want this person to help him decide, but he knew very well that he could not stand here without this person. As for the coronation, it would be a joke. Now He had recaptured Zagreb as expected, but only then did he realize that he was actually facing greater problems and dilemmas than he was in exile.

"What should I do, should I be the first Duke of Zagreb to be crowned just to sign a surrender?"

Herva ’s words made Alexander smile slightly. He could n’t help but think of a future king. The unlucky guy had only ten minutes before and after the coronation to sign the abdication edict, so that the unlucky king said a lot to the crowd. Sad words: "Give me more time and let me be king for another ten minutes."

"You will not be a short-lived duke."

Alexander's voice was very low, but immediately caught Hurva's attention. The Viscount's gaze instantly became sharp, and he stared at Alexander with a pair of eyes full of heat.

"Tell me what to do, I promised you would repay you, and now I am willing to promise you more promises, as long as you can help me."

Looking at the Viscount's excited expression, Alexander nodded and turned his head back: "In fact, this is also the reward I want to offer you. I hope you can resist the Ottomans."

"what?"

Helva looked at Alexander in amazement. His confused eyes couldn't help but go up and down for a while, as if he didn't understand the meaning of the other party's words.

"You helped me just to resist the Ottomans?"

"I'm not that great," Alexander smiled, and saw Hurva show a more puzzled look. Alexander thought a little and decided to tell him something useful to convince him. "Viscount, you think the Ottomans will be satisfied with Just conquer a Bucharest? "

"Of course not, they want to conquer all the countries here, and possibly the Vatican, or even Europe as a whole," said Ottoman Hurva. "There is a plot of Ottoman behind my father's death, because As far as I know, those who murdered my father had colluded with the Ottomans long ago. "

"You're right, the Ottomans want to conquer all people. Since you choose to compromise with them this time, you can guarantee that they will not be completely swallowed by them in the future," Alexander nodded in agreement, he noted Hull Although Wa looked excited just now, he seemed to be discouraged immediately, and his expression also became anxious before. "The Duke told me what is your greatest wish in life?"

"Recapture everything that belongs to me." Herva said with some excitement, and then looked around a bit blankly. For him, all the things here were just just familiar, and then he was about to face it. Difficult choices for others.

"You don't need to feel sad, you have got what you need." Alexander turned a blind eye to Hrva's slightly sad look, but gestured to invite him to a higher platform. .

It was a small platform built on the mountain, not a high slope, but a steep slope. The wide field of vision made it a good artillery position. To the city below.

"Adult, please allow me to ask you, who is the Duke of Zagreb?"

Helva looked at Alexander in amazement. He was annoyed and even almost exploded because of anger, but Alexander's seriousness made him have to force himself to suppress his anger.

"Are you insulting me? My father Signac is the former Duke of Zagreb, and I am the sole legal heir of the Duke of Zagreb."

"In fact anyone can be the Duke of Zagreb as long as he sits on the Duke's throne."

As soon as Alexander's words came out, Hilva couldn't help but be furious!

His hands were habitually held toward his waist, but he immediately noticed that there was no sword around him. At the same time, his eyes quickly looked around. When he found that in addition to a few followers in the distance, there were obviously more people than him. When there were no more hunting guards, there was no one else.

"Don't get me wrong, I'll do it if I'm going to be against you." Alexander walked over from Hurva to the end of the platform and leaned slightly to look down. "Viscount, I'm going to tell you the city of Zagreb The throne does not make any sense. If you compromise and surrender to the Ottomans, even if they still allow you to sit on that throne, it is just a puppet. "

Helva slowly let himself relax. He looked at Alexander doubtfully and didn't understand why he said that to himself.

It is obviously stupid for Hurva to be hostile to the Ottomans. Although his people attacked the Ottomans in exile, when he was about to become the Duke, he would not do this obviously. The stupid thing that angered the behemoth, but now Alexander seemed to encourage him to confront the Ottomans head-on, which made him wonder what his intention was.

Alexander disregarded the slightly indifferent look on the Viscount's face, he just continued to say: "All you hoped for when you fled was to return to the city. Now your wish has been fulfilled, but the Ottomans are soon It ’s coming, I think you know that if you choose to compromise and wait for you, it ’s just the title of a ten-minute king in history. Of course, your duke ’s crown must be longer than ten minutes. ”

Then Alexander explained the origin of the "ten-minute king" to Hurva. When he saw that Viscount's face had floated a layer of gray because of the ugly look, he solemnly said: "Then you are ready to be Sage Are the Loeb heroes just the signatories of a surrender? "

"Are you asking me to fight against the Ottomans, but you know how terrible the Sudanese army is?" Herva stared at Alexander strangely. "I don't know what you want to do, or you want to be a hero yourself, but you know if this is Looking for death. "

"I don't want to be this hero either."

Alexander felt helpless in his heart. Of course he knew how terrible the Ottoman army was, and he knew much more than the man in front of him, but he had to find a way to give the Ottomans some trouble to delay their marching speed. Think about if they really let them Surrounded Bucharest, and it ’s probably a tragedy if she did n’t have time to take Sophia from there. After all, Jeanne ’s ending in history is certainly not good, but even if she was not burned to death by the British, the French court at that time In a weird situation, the country girl from the French countryside must also fight the nobles who eat people and don't spit bones. In the end, her ending will never be much better than in history.

What Alexander wanted to do was to bring Sophia out of the Bucharest right and wrong vortex, and the premise of all this was to prevent the Ottomans from besieging Bucharest prematurely.

"Viscount, I know that your army can't fight the Ottomans, and in fact no one can compete with theirs. The Ottomans have the most powerful army of this era, and their new army is much stronger than other armies. The firepower and their cavalry are sharp nowadays, even the original Mongolian iron cavalry. "

Herva asked ugly, "Why do you want to ..."

"But don't forget, they are foreigners after all," Alexander looked back at the shadow of the mountains in the distant mist. "You used to look forward to becoming a duke, but now you are about to become a duke but you are facing the loss of Sa Grebe and your dignity, I know this is a very painful thing for you, but these pains are less important than the previous exile. "

"Not important?!" Herva finally couldn't bear it. He walked back and forth angrily on the edge of the platform, his hands clasped together. "Do you know what I was thinking every day at that time, then I even thought about it as long as Can make me a duke again. I can sign an agreement with the devil. I can't tolerate others wearing the crown of the duke that belongs to me, let alone a murderer sitting on the throne that my father had sat before, but now I see it will be successful I was threatened by the Ottomans, but here you tell me that it does n’t matter anymore? "

Looking at Herva, who was excited, Alexander shook his head unconsciously. His seemingly relaxed look stimulated the Viscount, and he stared at Alexander's face fiercely, with a slight flash of anger in his eyes.

"Your hostility makes me flattered, it would be better if you treated the Ottomans like this," Alexander said with a straight face. "Viscount, the throne that is important to you is actually just a meaningless chair, you think What you want is already obtained. After the coronation, you are the legal Duke of Zagreb, and then you can direct your army to fight against the Ottomans. "

"But how is this possible, know that even your army can capture the city so easily."

Helva said frustratedly that he had n’t noticed Alexander ’s cheeks twitching, or even the secret curse of Alexander ’s heart: “What is even my army, it seems that my army is a fool.”

"Viscount, do n’t forget what I just said, the Ottomans are outlanders," Alexander looked up at the city in the distance. "You can keep the walls clear and the Ottomans ca n’t get a piece of food. You can organize an army in this mountain and The Ottomans guerrillas, attacked every single Ottoman, robbed their transport team, intercepted the orders and intelligence they sent to ambush those Ottoman dignitaries who might be nobles. In the past, you were just a fugitive nobility with you Followers live in the jungle, but now you are the Duke of Zagreb, so that you can legally command any noble, soldier and farmer, you can even let the city live in the jungle, but there is no escape Your camp is your palace ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ and it is still the undisputed Duke of Zagreb. This is what I just asked you about. "

Helva looked at Alexander stunnedly. He didn't know how to digest it for a while, but Alexander did not give him a little time and continued: "The Ottomans will occupy the city, but it is impossible to occupy the entire Zagre. The territory of the cloth, they will soon find that everyone here may be a civilian or a soldier, and soon they will be exhausted by harassment, they will become extremely brutal because they are trapped in the Junjing, this brutal Will make your people hate pagans more. And you will become a hero because of resistance to the Ottomans. Think about it. When everyone chooses to be silent, your roar can wake up the timid people, not only Croatia but Bosnia, those nobles will Think of you as their leader, and the people will see you as their savior. At that time, how far do you think the crown of Bosnia will be from you? Perhaps you can create a dynasty with just a hand. "

Helva looked at Alexandria blankly, he did n’t know if he had a stroke, because he felt his body seemed completely unconscious due to numbness, when he finally relieved himself from the tremor that made him palpitate When he was about to speak, he heard Alexander again standing on the edge of the platform.

"Viscount, you look at this city," Alexander asked, looking back at the city below. "This is Zagreb, and you are its duke."