Vol 5 Chapter 32: New Moon

The Balkans are fierce and reckless, and as far as the rumor goes, Gompati soon realized.
The sudden appearance of the Montina army surprised both sides. Unlike the mountain people, the Ottomans quickly responded. Their soldiers rushed back to the team and tried to rely on the sharp firearms of the new Ottoman army on several carriages. Relying on the confrontation with these large numbers of enemies, but what they did not expect is that this strange army not only has more people than them, but also does not inferior to them in the firearms that the Ottomans are proud of, even with the After the blast of gunshots, the suffocating smell of smoke in the woods looked. The number and power of the opponent's firearms were even more powerful than them.
Several Ottomans standing in front of the car immediately fell to the ground, and the projectiles screamed and rammed in the woods, making a crackling sound on the carriage board.
The Ottomans were a little ignorant. They could never imagine where they were from. They had been in the army because of the forest cover. They couldn't see each other clearly, but the leader of the Ottoman officers quickly determined that these people were never Balkans. Even from their rigorous fighting style, a head that surprised him quickly flashed through his mind.
"This is the army from Rome!" The Ottomans suddenly remembered the rumors that they had heard before, but the rumors were all heard from the Bosnian side. As to whether a foreign army really arrived in the Balkans, but It's always just a legend.
Now the Ottoman officers believe that they should have encountered that army, and the opponent is obviously more powerful than he thought. At least now they are caught off guard by the opponent.
A loud trombone sounded from the carriage. The order of the trumpet sounded more like a piece of music. With the trumpet, the Ottomans quickly retreated towards the road. Although the surroundings were all enemies, the mountain people on the road obviously had to deal better some.
The mountain people did not relax their offense because of the retreat of the Ottomans. They still dared fearlessly to the enemies relying on those carriages. They were so fierce that they were still not afraid of the muskets in front of them. , So many people are almost directly hit by muskets and knocked down.
Batch after batch, the shouts and whistles of the mountain people rushed in the woods, and some mountain people with crossbows stood up close to the Ottoman muskets at close range, the sound of gunshots and shots The screams echoed in the woods.
"Are they crazy?"
A Genoese Sword and Shield soldier who was hiding behind the tree muttered, because he was very close, he could clearly see the face of the new Ottoman soldiers, this was also the first time he looked at an Ottoman so close, to say how much fear there is Yes, pagans are always described as servants around the devil, then they should be terrible and terrible. Although it does not seem to be so daunting now, the powerful firearms of the Ottomans made the Montina army big. accident.
This is the first time that the Montina army has encountered an enemy with such intensive firepower. Although the number of people and the number of firearms are completely incomparable with them, but from the sound of guns that the other party can't shoot neatly, Mongolia The Tina soldiers realized that these were completely different enemies than they had encountered before.
So when they saw the mountain people rushing up against the enemy's muzzle without any precautions, the Aggri who hid behind the tree couldn't help but be surprised.
Then several people were shot down.
"It's really unexpected," Comparty licked his lips. He actually didn't like those brave but too stubborn guys. In his opinion, if such a person came to the battlefield, the only ending would be artillery fire. There is nothing brave and tenacious in front of him that cannot be crushed. If it can't be done, it can only show that the shells are not powerful enough.
But looking at the mountain people who rushed up and down, Gompati had to admit that in some special places, such fierceness did indeed play an unexpected role. At least in the Balkan mountain forest, this Ottoman team It is inevitable that the disaster will be extinguished.
"Musketeers, move on!"
Gompati issued an order to the Agri Musketeers. The Musketeers who had been hidden in the woods approached the Ottomans from the sides of the mountain road with the drums.
Gompati urged the horse to move forward slowly, and saw a local man who was stopped by the soldiers. Gompati waved to him: "I don't know if you can understand me, and let your people leave immediately. Or you will have to die with the Ottomans. "
He said that he pointed to both sides of the mountain road in the distance. Seeing the big man seemed to be hesitant. Gompati shrugged. He did n’t care about killing these people with this team of Ottomans. In a battle with the Ottomans, although it was only a small team, the powerful firearms of the enemy gave Gompatti a deep impression. Because of this, he decided that the first battle must wipe out the enemy, because only this way Let the army get rid of the inexplicable fear of the Ottomans.
The Europeans were afraid of the Ottoman Empire. This started very early. In the eyes of Europeans, the Ottomans were the beasts of floods, and the demise of East Rome made this fear rise to the top.
The Montina army could not get rid of this fear, even if they had the most powerful weapon of this era, when they entered the Balkans, Alexander and his officers also heard fearful whispers among the soldiers. In those discussions, the Ottomans possessed the appearance and terrible power of the devil. Their weapons were cursed. Once injured by those weapons, they would be poisoned and rotted, and even the soul could not enter heaven.
Alexander knew that the root of this fear came from strangeness and ignorance, so he had already ordered Gompati to fight the enemy in the first battle!
It seemed that a certain danger was felt from the seemingly careless behavior of Gompati. Dahan quickly looked to both sides of the mountain road, and soon he saw a flashing figure, and even more terrible was the musket held by those people.
"Hurry up, I don't have extra time." Gompati didn't want to delay the battle for too long. He had to make the soldiers build up the impression that the Ottomans were not so much, so he needed a clean battle to wipe out the enemy.
Dahan had realized what Gompati was about to do, and he immediately rushed to his companions who were still trying to rush towards the Ottomans, while yelling in Bosnian.
Gompati looked at the mountain people who had been stopped but still rushed forward by some people. He had begun to hesitate to recruit such a group of soldiers, and he wanted to put a group of people who did not listen to orders at all. Organized, he felt that the count might have a headache for a long time.
Gompati nodded to the trumpeter. With the rhythm of the trumpeter, the musketeers who had stopped were neatly raising the muskets that were carried on their shoulders.
"Raise the gun! Prepare! Let go ~"
"Raise the gun! Prepare! Let go ~"
A round of intensive gunshots rang in the woods, and the Ottoman team was instantly overwhelmed by the gunshots and the smoke everywhere. For them, doom began to come. The firepower that had surprised them before and now It is completely incomparable. Many Ottoman soldiers were hit by blood from several bullets and even fell to the ground without even seeing the enemy.
"Slow step, raise the gun and go!"
With the trumpet, another order came one after another in the woods, and the Ottomans who survived the violent rifle shooting were shocked to notice that the terrible enemies in the woods were slowly approaching them, and at the same time At a password they didn't understand, the enemies in dark red uniforms were methodically loaded with ammunition as they advanced.
"Stop! Let go ~"
The gunshots and smoke diffused again closer, this time the Ottomans could even vaguely see the faces, which are faces that look a little different from the locals they are already familiar with. With timidity and anxiety, even when they were far away from each other when they looked at the Ottomans, they would panic away, but as long as the password sounded, the soldiers seemed to instinctively follow the order.
He stepped down and raised his musket, and with the sound of the gun, the remaining Ottomans fell to the ground again.
As for the Ottoman musketeers on the carriage, they were already screened in the first few rounds of shooting.
Because they are more familiar with the power of muskets than anyone else, those new army musketeers became the first targets of Montina ’s army. The almost continuous rounds of concentrated shooting have beaten the carriage unrecognizable. The blood flowing down the bullet holes flowed like a stretch of red waterfall from the carriage to the ground.
"Slow step, raise the gun and go!"
A loud password came again from the woods. The Ottomans were horrified to find that under a group of soldiers holding swords and shields, the musketeers had surrounded them. They hid behind the solid shields, and kept moving forward The Ottomans shot, and the Ottoman soldiers who tried to resist often did not wait close or were hit by muskets. Even the few people who rushed to the shield were quickly chopped to the ground by swords waving from around.
It was the password that made the Ottomans feel terrified even though they did n’t understand it. The Ottomans who had been completely squeezed on the mountain road looked in horror and almost reached the musket on their foreheads.
There was a moment when the two sides were stalemate and didn't seem to know what to do next, but then came a terrible password: "Shoot!"
An Ottoman soldier seemed to see hesitation in the face of the enemy in front of him, but this was purely his illusion before he died. He heard that the finger that clasped the gun was almost reflexively pulling the trigger.
With a snap, the Ottomans fell to the ground with a shot. The bullet in the head was not splashed with bleeding water, but quickly soaked the white headband that seemed to be plain white.
The sound of the guns kept sounding very close, and even some soldiers were still used to loading ammunition after shooting, and then fired at the enemy corpses that had no movement in a circle.
"Stop the fire! I said the ceasefire fool, they are dead!"
The officers shouted loudly, and they even grabbed a few soldiers who seemed unable to hear the reloading of the bullets until they gradually woke up.
"They are nothing, we can kill these heretics!"
A crazy soldier with two eyes broke free from the officer who was holding him, and then looked back at the Ottomans who had lost their breath on the ground, and turned and left in anger.
Gompati looked at the scene from afar, with a smile on his lips.
"Our soldiers need such courage," Gumpati whispered to the people around him. "Trust me, if they can't fear the Ottomans, then there is no army in the world that can fear them."
The fear that the Ottomans brought to Europe penetrated into the hearts of the people, and even just mentioning their names was enough to make many people shudder.
Now Montina soldiers use their own deaths and more Ottomans to prove that they can also kill those enemies that make them fear.
The big man who had led the mountain people to attack the Ottomans was brought over, and his body was covered with black and red blood stains that had dried up and did not know whether it was himself or someone else. It looked as if he had just crawled out of hell.
Behind the man were two looking companions, but apart from him, the other two were blocked by the soldiers.
The big man walked in front of Gompati. He raised his face with thick curly beard and looked at Gompati with some doubt and a little alert look.
"I'm a general under the lord of Count Montina, my name is Gompati," Gompati looked at the lord. "If I am not wrong, you should have received an order from your lord Viscount Herva, so I I want to know why you did not follow the order to respond to the call. "
The big man took a deep breath, and his village had indeed been summoned by Helva, but they not only drove the Viscount's messenger out of the village, but also took the opportunity to rob the unlucky guy.
In the eyes of these mountain people, the nobility may not be better than the Ottomans, and thinking about dividing the robbers from the Ottomans in half to the lord lord, they feel that it is better to call the deaf and dumb. .
Only now they have met the foreign troops that are said to help the Viscount, and worse, the Ottomans seem to have paid attention to them.
"You are not stupid, so you should know that you are in a bad situation," Gumpati looked at the direction of the carriages. "You obviously angered the Ottomans, whether you or other villagers, it seems that the Ottomans have been down. Determined to eradicate you. "
"Perhaps their trap is to deal with you," Dahan's voice was a little low, and it didn't sound so emboldened. "We troubled the Ottomans just to keep our village and get our own things back, but not to be the lord. fight"
"If that's the case, I advise you to take your people back to the village to hide as soon as possible, or go as far as possible immediately, otherwise you will regret it," Gumpati said unkindly, seeing the other person's expression of anger. He unintentionally showed a malicious sneer. "Trust me, the Ottomans will soon calm down your village. You have angered them before. If you continue to do so, you will definitely cause yourself trouble."
"As long as we no longer provoke the Ottomans," Dahan obviously disregarded Gompati's words. "The Ottomans cannot find us."
Gompati looked at the big man in front of him and paused, a strange smile gradually appeared on his face: "You said you no longer provoke the Ottomans, but this is just your own idea, you think people in other villages will all be together Are you the same? Or do you think the Ottomans will have the patience to tell who is this time and who attacked them next time, and they will only use the most cruel means to retaliate against all of you here. "
The big man's face is getting harder and harder to see. It is not that he cannot see that the Ottomans have lost patience with frequent attacks. Because of this, Ottoman talents will deliberately release the temptation to taxes to induce them to be fooled.
Dahan is very clear that if these foreign troops do not suddenly appear, what is waiting for them is a complete slaughter.
What worries him even more is exactly what Gumpati said, the resistance of the nearby mountain people to the Ottomans is likely to lead to cruel retaliation, and by that time all existence will face indistinguishable terrorist suppression.
Looking at the more and more gloomy face of the big man, Gongpatti smiled.
"You should know what kind of situation you are facing, so I suggest that you can discuss it carefully," Gompati looked at the two mountain companions a little further away. "We will find villagers in other villages besides you, I suggest that you join the army of the Earl of Montina so that you will get more revenge than the sporadic robbery of the Ottomans, and the war between the Earl and the Ottomans can be your attack on the Ottomans. Reasons and excuses, so that you can keep your village, otherwise I believe that the Ottomans will not tolerate your offense. "
The big man stared at Gompati with an ugly look. He couldn't tell whether Gompati's reminder was good intentions or threats, and these words really disturbed him.
"We have to add up ~~ EbookFREE.me ~ Dahan said to look back at his companion not far away, and walked past the three people and kept talking in a low voice.
"Adults, will they agree?" An officer asked with some worry. "Maybe we should try our luck elsewhere."
"Do n’t worry, these Bosniacs are indeed stubborn, but they are not stupid, and believe me, as long as there is a village that promises us, it will not be so difficult in other places, otherwise if you hit the wall here, you will not be in other places. What a good result. "
Gompatti smiled at the few mountain people who seemed to be arguing fiercely, until they first stopped and seemed to stand still for a while, then the few people did not know what to say, and then the big man returned to Gompati. .
"You have to make sure you are responsible for the attack on the Ottomans," Han said first, to see how Gompatti still smiled, and then he continued. "And we want to know what will happen if you join your army." remuneration."
"It depends on what you can do for Lord Earl," Gompati looked at the man in front of him. "And tell me what your name is?"
"Rona Pannoni," the man said muffledly.