Vol 4 Chapter 125: Wealth, desire, sword

There have been countless wars in history, some because of the battle between heirs, some because of faith, some because of honor, and some purely for some inexplicable reason.
But if you strip away all those various excuses, you will find that all wars are just for profit.
For the benefit of an individual, for the benefit of a group of people, or for the benefit of a certain class.
There is never a war that does not involve interests. Even those who are adhering to the noblest for the sake of saving the entire world, if they peel off the lofty ideals, the engraved underneath is still "interests."
So when Alexander proposed to Ashoek to ask him to speak to the Sudan and initiate a sea looting war against Europe, Ashurk lamented only his crazy ideas, not right.
For the Ottoman Sultans, the invasion of Europe is their dream goal, and in the years to come, in order to achieve this goal, generations of Ottoman monarchs will spare no effort to mobilize huge human and material resources, and they will organize a huge amount of terrible The army, and then put that army that seems to destroy everything in the world into the cause of conquering Europe.
Compared with this, inspiring Sudan to wage war at sea is actually nothing. Even without a word, the character of Basayet II may not necessarily initiate such a sea war on his own initiative.
In fact, during the time of Basayet II, the Ottoman Navy did go deeper into the western Mediterranean more than once. Relying on the many ports provided by the long coastline, a group of pirates that ravaged the Mediterranean in the name of the Ottoman Navy once became European Nightmare on the Mediterranean.
Ashurk already understood what Alexander meant, but it was precisely because he knew that he was secretly surprised at the same time.
As a close friend of the game Yate II, Ashurk knew more about Sudan's ideas than others.
Although even Sudan himself did not know that eventually he would not choose to directly send a fleet to invade the Roman mainland, but Sudan ’s other ideas on how to fight Europeans in the Mediterranean have already taken shape.
Among them, the plan to grant Arab pirates the right to rob against Europeans, especially the Venetians, has begun preparations even before Ashulk has left the Sudan.
Because of this, Ashurk was surprised that Alexander could "think together" with Sudan.
He is well aware that Sudan has sent envoys to some large-scale pirates who have long been involved in the Mediterranean. Some of them have considerable power, and Sudan has also granted a very thick official position.
The purpose of all this is to severely crack down on Venice, the biggest enemy of Sudan that is considered by the Sudan to invade Europe from the sea!
How rich and rich Venice is, as powerful as their obstruction of the Ottoman Empire at sea.
Especially for the Ottomans, if they want to make a successful landing in Europe, then they must eradicate the European colonies on the Mediterranean that penetrated into the eastern Mediterranean.
Crete, Cyprus and Malta, these places are like solid stumbling blocks for the Sudan on the way.
Especially Crete, as a symbol of the extension of the Venetian power in the Mediterranean, Baseyet II has always regarded it as a nail in his eyes.
Ashurk felt a little uneasy. He could not tell what this feeling was. Although the advice that Alexander made to him came true, it can be said that it can not only satisfy the Sudan, but also in their interests. The Ottomans Still feel something disturbing.
At this moment, he even thought that perhaps Alexander had actually completely seen through Sudan's plan.
As a European nobleman who had an insight into Sudan ’s intentions, Ashurk felt that there was nothing more dangerous than this. Although this man is not yet a big man with an influence on the situation in Europe as a whole, he seems to be heading in that direction.
Who can guarantee that for a few years, a dozen years later, he will not become a person like Alexander VI or the Viceroy of Venice, Barbaroig. If so, maybe this person will become the enemy of the Ottoman Empire.
Ashurk thought very far, but for him it was indeed too far away, he had to respond to whether he would now agree to Alexander ’s proposal, and his answer would be
caused
A war ".
Ashurk was meditating, and Alexander didn't bother him.
It is indeed difficult to make such a decision, because it means that it may lead to a protracted battle of looting at sea.
It is not only Crete that Alexander has said, but it is certain that this station will soon spread throughout the Mediterranean Sea.
By that time, no one could stop the greed and bloodthirsty pirates from rampant.
"This must be a war in Sudan's interest," Ashurk finally said after a long silence. His eyes were fixed on the map on the table. It did not seem to be saying to Alexander sitting opposite. The war may spread widely, which seems to have a great impact on trade across the Mediterranean. "
"Yes," Alexander also stared at the map. "Many ports will be depressed by pirates. More importantly, this may be regarded as a prelude to the Ottomans’ marine invasion, so that the value of these ports will be Substantially depreciated, and we can seize this opportunity to seize these shares, "
Ashurk's hand paused, his gaze slightly on Alexander's face.
"Tell me the count, how can you be so sure that Sudan will not wage war against Rome and other parts of Europe. Know that once the turmoil in Egypt is quelled, there will be enough throughout the southern coast of the Mediterranean to provide the Sudanese navy with access to Europe. Ports, if this happens, I can guarantee that the ports you get will be the targets of the Sudanese naval attack first. "
After listening to Ashurk's questioning doubts, Alexander thought about it a little, and he really needed to think about how to answer it. If he couldn't give a satisfactory answer, this Ottoman was obviously impossible to work with him at ease. .
Although the cooperation with Ashurk was somewhat unexpected, Alexander did not want to easily let this rare opportunity pass.
Because if you can get the precious support of this Ottoman sultan, it will have unexpected help for his plan.
Especially when one day he really set foot on the land of Castile, this help will be more significant.
But it is also for the sake of successfully stepping into Castilla's land in the future. He must not agree to the proposal of the previous cooperation between Ashurk and the two parties to directly monopolize the port trade between the north and south sides of the Mediterranean.
Although it is indeed a shortcut to increase a person's wealth to a horrible number, but it is not suitable for him.
Such cooperation with pagans will be notorious in the future.
Alexander "cherishes" his reputation, especially when it comes to Castile.
"The Sudan will not wage war from the sea, at least for the foreseeable short term, it is not the Vatican that he needs to conquer," said Alexander, who gave Aschulk a strange smile. "We all know what Sudan really wants It ’s not that the crescent flag is erected in the enemy ’s holy land, but that it can occupy and rule the most prosperous cities in Europe. For him, although Rome has extraordinary significance, Vienna and Prague are attractive. As for Venice, if they are not China ’s navy is very threatening, and it may not make Sudan so concerned. "
Ashurk stared at Alexander somberly, he needed to determine whether the words of Alexander were purely pagan defamation and contempt, or did he really think so.
"For Sudan, instead of taking a great risk to use the navy to send your precious troops across the Mediterranean, land in some strange places and fight, and then occupy some cities of little significance, it is better to look for them in Moravia and Hungary. Opportunity, after all, the occupied land will not flow away like sea water, and the failure to occupy a city and a piece of land is proof of Sudan's martial arts. "
Alexander said quietly. He believed that Ashurk, a close friend of Sudan, must know that what he said was correct.
In fact, in the early days of the Ottoman Empire, although the Ottoman navy launched a protracted plunder of the European continent, but in addition to trying to seize the European colonies at sea, the Sultans of Ottoman never thought of invading the European continent directly across the sea.
They even hoped to advance westward from the siege on the land. This idea even lasted for a long time before the battle of Lepanto, where the two sides decided on the Mediterranean hegemony, decades later.
Ashurk's breath was a little heavy, and he knew it was time to make a decision.
Provoking a war and gaining a fortune.
The ultimate goal of war is only wealth.
Ashurk smiled.
Tiego's hand was trembling slightly, he knew that all he saw and heard today must be buried in his heart forever, and he couldn't say it if he was killed!
Worry and anxiety have been haunting Tiego, even when Ashurk left, he was restless because of this extreme panic.
"Tiego, tell me what kind of person do you want to be?"
When there were only two people left, Alexander asked suddenly.
"Master, are you asking about my future?" Thiego asked carefully, and after seeing Alexander nod silently, he thought for a while and said, "I think I might become someone like the founder of the Fugel family in the future, this It ’s kind of funny, maybe I said it would make me laugh at myself, but now I really want to be someone like him.

"Hans Fugel, you want to be someone like him," Alexander nodded recklessly. "This idea is not bad, and you do have a chance to become another Hans Fogel, but Thiego, "Alexander looked at Thiego seriously." Did n’t you think of being a greater person? One might in the future when people mention you, in addition to envy your wealth, envy your status, act, and Traces left in history? "
Tiego looked at Alexander in amazement. He didn't understand the meaning of Alexander's words, but he knew that Alexander should have seen his uneasiness.
"Adult, I ..."
Alexander raised his hand to stop what Tiego was about to say. He raised his coffee cup and looked at the muddy muddy color inside. He first tried to take a sip, then drank it slightly frowning.
"It seems that the special sugar cane is right in Cree," Alexander muttered first, and then he looked at Thiego, saying something that made the Balearic businessman inexplicable: "You may become a Chancellor of Finance in the future, and Very controversial kind. "
After talking about Tiego's doubts, Alexander got up to open the door and walked out of the room.
There was a lot of noise in the exchange, and when Alexander walked around the patio on the second floor, he saw the lively scene in the hall below.
There are people walking around, people whispering everywhere, and people are constantly passing all kinds of documents.
This is the distribution center of commodities, here is the redistribution of wealth, and here is also the place with the most rumours.
Any piece of news may cause suspicion, excitement, anger, and panic.
Some well-informed people will be ecstatic when they hear a message, others will be dumbfounded, and more people can only guess their upcoming fate from the actions of those who first heard the news.
"Tiego, what do you think these people are doing?" Alexander asked softly.
"In pursuit of wealthy adults."
Thiago looked serious, and he would stand on this corridor again and look down.
Every time he looked at the joys and sorrows of those people, he sometimes wondered what it would be like if he were part of them.
Then he secretly rejoiced that he was standing on the top, not one of those below.
"No, they are pursuing something that does not belong to them," Alexander stopped and looked at the crowd below. "Imagine that when more and more people put their money into the exchange, one day suddenly Found that their wealth is gone, what do you think of them? "
Thiago was stunned. He looked at Alexandria in a puzzled expression, and then there was a look of consternation on his face.
"Imagine Tiego again," Alexander's voice slowed down. "When one day people found that the money they owned did not match the amount of goods on the market, gold was declining rapidly. Florin, Ducat, Even when the Ottoman dinar is not enough to cover those commodity prices, what will they do? "
Tiego's expression at this time can already be described as "wonderful". Although it was cold in the exchange in winter, sweat beads were already on his head. He had to wipe his forehead with his sleeves and watched nervously Alexander.
"The Fugel family will send someone soon, this time it may not be easy to deal with," Alexander smiled slightly. "They are here to negotiate with us how to forge a new currency."
Tiegeau's heart jumped, and his originally uneasy eyes gradually became hot, watching Alexander's eyes reveal a faint excitement.
"I said you might become a very controversial person in the future," Alexander stretched his arms around Thiegos's shoulder and walked downstairs. "Now this is just the beginning."
It was late when Alexander left the exchange and the street was dark. The previous heavy snow made the surroundings look brighter than usual. From afar, you can see the rough road of an uphill road and a cross street on the corner. The shadow of the black hole under the street gate.
Alexander gently touched the smooth and warm mane of Pagasos. Perhaps the cold weather stimulated Pagasos. While snorting, Pagasos stared at the gate crossing in the distance The black hole underneath murmured.
Alexander patted the horse's neck, and just as he was about to kick the stirrup, Paul Busaco next to him suddenly reached out and grabbed the reins of Pagasos!
At the same time a shout burst out of Busako's mouth: "Hunting guard, watch!"
When Paul Busaco grabbed Alexander's reins, the hunting guards had already moved forward. They quickly crossed Alexander. With Busaco's order, they quickly lined up on the road. The previous guards had been pulled out. The saber, and the ones behind pulled out muskets.
At the same time, there was a stepping sound from the black hole in the distance, as if a lot of feet stepped in the snow to make a "squeaky" sound.
Then, a faint light flashed through the dark shadow, which was the reflection of the armor.
A horse's head first came out of the darkness, and then a half-strong horse body. With the kind of "squeak" sound made by the horseshoes stepping in the snow, a knight in full armor also emerged from the shadows. Came out.
The knight was covered in heavy armor, and the moonlight projected on him, reflecting a dazzling light.
Then the second, the third, the fourth ...
More and more cavalry came out of the darkness ~ EbookFREE.me ~ They walked slowly along the downhill road, the bushes were thrown on the snow, and as they moved, their shadows were moonlighted Elder Elder stretched out towards the Alexander team down the slope.
"ready!"
A squad leader in the second row issued a command.
At such a short distance, even the first row of hunting guards is not allowed to have time to change their weapons, so they can only directly pull out the saber to prepare for the impact, and the second row of muskets are ready to fire first once the war is launched.
Paul Busaco gasped deeply, and he couldn't keep his eyes on the street. He needed to find a way for Alexander to leave the road safely.
Alexander had already taken off his gloves at this time, and it was sometimes easy to make mistakes when wearing gloves, especially during such "street fights".
The knight on the opposite side was very close, and at such a short distance, he rushed to the front without even waiting for the speed of the horse to be raised.
Finally the man stopped. His eyes behind the helmet and mask on his head were patrolling in the opposite team, and then he slowly pulled out a unique sword from his side.
The front is narrow, the back is wide, and the sword is like a cone.
This is an armor piercing sword.
"Not for Caesar, but for ashes," the man watched the shuriken chanting in Latin, and then his wrist waved vigorously, and the armored sword struck in the air. Talk about it? "
Alexander looked at the man through the hunting guard who was in front of him. When he saw the armoured sword, he was already there.
Or when the man had just appeared, he already guessed.
"Caesar, it's really time you came back."
Alexander first shook his head helplessly, and then suddenly his legs squeezed the horse's abdomen. With a hissing sound, Pagasos stepped out, heading towards the opposite Caesar Borgia!