Vol 5 Chapter 130: 129th

The sound of the artillery was very intense, and the sound of continuous explosions was mixed during the period. From the sound, it could even be heard that it should not be caused by shells.
In this era, solid bullets were used, which would be lead bullets or stone bullets, so what caused such a continuous explosion should be the damage caused when the shell was hit.
Cepes looked back in the direction of Sophia's palace, and his mood was complicated.
Although it was Ladislas II who brought Sophia into Bucharest, for whatever reason, at the beginning he was one of the earliest Balkan nobles who recognized and followed Sophia.
Unlike the Greeks of Gerais, Zeppes knew exactly what he was after, but even so he still had more friendship with Sophia.
But now the two of them have parted ways, and even killed each other. Zeppes is not a person who pays attention to personal emotions, but he can't help but look a bit sad at the fire.
He had never entered the little palace in Sophia. The house was the result of a near-complete rupture between Sophia and him and Ladislas II, so he never walked there, but he knew that the palace was very strong. It is very difficult to attack with ordinary force, and once the Montina army stationed in the Bukul fortress received news to support Alexander, a fierce civil war broke out in Bucharest.
Therefore, the king sent the Black Army to attack in the night, and even more so, on this impossible night that everyone thought was just a truce with the Ottomans.
Now with artillery, Sophia ’s house should not be able to withstand the attack, but Ladislas II actually used the artillery in the city, which surprised Cepes.
Bucharest is the capital of Wallachia. More than once, Zeppes had imagined that he was on the throne of Bucharest Castle to accept the congratulations of everyone. Now listening to the series of explosions, he couldn't help but be surprised and annoyed.
The Montina army who heard from a distance had found something strange in front of the city gate. They began to line up quickly. At the same time, in the dark, a team of agile soldiers could be seen in front of the team.
"Attention, musket!" Zepes yelled immediately. His Wallachia also couldn't fully enter the city, but watched the Ottomans outside the city, and because of the need to keep secret, he really knew what to do tonight, only The pro-leader he led followed the army.
After all, even the Wallachia may not be trustworthy.
So he did not bring much army to intercept the Montina. Fortunately, the Montina should have just heard about the unrest in the city and sent people to come. They may not even know what happened, and they are the same. To monitor the Ottomans outside the city at Fort Bukur, it is impossible to send more troops to reinforce the city.
Cepes shouted while preparing to run to the front of the team. Until now, because of the sneak attack, the Montina people should not know what happened, so Cepes decided to delay the opponent as much as possible.
He believes that as long as the king succeeds, these foreign troops will be panicked by the loss of the leader, and then they may return to the country in a hurry without fighting.
It was just that the swaying shadow on the opposite side was disturbing, which made Zepes instinctively loudly warn the soldiers in front as he prepared to make excuses to delay the time.
And just when his shout was just issued, a burst of gunfire had suddenly sounded from the opposite side.
Cepes didn't expect that these Montina troops suddenly opened fire without giving him any chance to delay time. The moment he flew to the ground on his horse, Cepes flashed an absurdity in his mind. Thoughts: "Did I get attacked?"
"How did you fire the gun?"
When the violent explosion sounded, in Bucharest Castle, Ladislas II, who was standing in front of the window and looking at the distance, could not help asking such a stunned question.
He turned his head to look at some of the entourages standing behind him, trying to get answers from them, but watching them also showed a slightly dazed expression, the king's heart suddenly burst into anxiety.
The Black Army has artillery. This army is not only well-equipped and not conservative, so in addition to the use of artillery, the use of guns is more advanced than the military of most countries in the same period.
However, after the dissolution of the Hungarian nobles, many of the Black Army have become a team of mercenaries of varying sizes. Even the army retained by Ladisla II, although it does have artillery, this time Came to Bucharest did not carry heavy equipment that is not easy to transport.
What's more, it's in the city, and they want to attack, no matter whether it is open fire in this place, or it is impossible to sway the city with the big guy.
So what happened to this shelling?
Ladislas II was stunned first, and then his heart suddenly moved. He immediately looked out of the window, and at the same time he heard the second burst of gunfire.
Ladislas II's face changed instantly. Although it was difficult to see at night, he could be sure that there was still some distance from Sophia's small palace from the flashing fire.
If the Black Army used artillery, then they should be attacking the very sturdy house, or a fortification, because as far as the king knew, Earl Montina had done a job after buying this house for Sophia. The repairs made this house look more like a small castle.
But the place where the explosion is now is clearly far away from Sophia's residence. If it is not the attacking Sophia's palace, is it on the street or somewhere?
And when did the Black Army have artillery?
The king's face instantly turned pale, and he thought of a dangerous possibility, but he felt incredible.
The other party is ready? !
"Go and see what happened!"
Ladislas II gave a loud command to his opponent, according to the previous plan, he or his people could not come forward until there was no result of the sneak attack, so that if there was an accident in the sneak attack or if some of those important people escaped, he This matter can be completely eliminated.
After all, many of the Black Army became mercenaries after the dissolution, so anyone can become the murderer of the dark princess Greek princess.
Ladislas II believed that many Balkan nobles did not want to see a truly powerful Greek princess like him.
It's just that some people are looking forward to it, but he can really do it.
But all this is when the other party is unprepared. If the other party is already prepared, or if the other party is already prepared, then will it only be prepared for his attack?
The king instantly felt the danger approaching, and he kept ordering his men to check what was happening, and at the same time, regardless of the nobles who had heard the news, immediately drove them to the heights of the castle.
"Impossible, not impossible," Ladislas II murmured in his mouth. When he climbed the tower of the castle and saw most of the cities below, he looked at the nearby energy although it was a mess, but On the street without any suspicious signs, the king exhaled first and then immediately commanded the people around him
to tell all the nobles that there may be traitors among us. Keep your own line of defense. "
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Watching the entourage walking away quickly, Ladislas II took a deep breath and smelled the faint smell of air in the air. He looked anxiously towards Sophia's residence.
Ladislas II knew that the Balkan nobles should already know what was happening at this time. What he said just now was to tell them to make a choice.
Whether to support yourself or the Greek princess who might stand on their heads in the future.
There was another fierce gunfire. At this time, Ladislas II was already sure that the gunfire was definitely not belonging to the Black Army, because as long as you pay attention, you will find that the shelling distance is closer.
The sneak attack turned into a street fight that no one could think of, and the king instantly felt the seriousness of the situation.
"Boom ~" a muffled sound, as the gun barrel spread out a thick smoke, the artillery mounted on the gun base suddenly shocked backwards, and the wooden wheels bumped on the uneven road and backed out a few steps.
In the darkness, a black shadow suddenly crossed the street, and a wooden door that looked very strong not far away exploded, and the scattered wood chips crackled, and several flesh and blood could be seen through the fire in the house. The obscure soldier fell to the ground either silently, or groaned and groaned in pain.
"This is a great gun!"
Gompati shouted loudly, fanning the smell of pungent smoke with his hand in front of his eyes, and at the same time his eyes were fixed on the black army on the opposite street trying to retreat.
"Let us see what kind of miracles there are."
Gompati turned his head to look at another artillery that he was familiar with, the barrel became thicker from back to front, and the opening of the petal-like muzzle seemed to be ready to devour life at any time.
There was another shelling, this time not even as loud as before, but the killing caused by this gun was terrifying.
At a very short distance, the almost completely flat shells instantly caused a terrible disaster in the opposing team.
Dense lead bombs were flying around the crowd with huge tearing force, the surrounding walls were smashed with gravel, and many people could not even make a scream, and some part of their bodies had been suddenly penetrated by the headshot. Or simply torn away from the body.
"Advance!"
Gompati's ruthless order came out of his mouth. Under the cover of a team of musketeers, several artillery guns that were still spitting smoke made a squeaky dull sound, and the wooden wheel crushed the blood and sticky ground. The stump of his body moved forward slowly on the street.
Behind the artillery, more grenadiers lined up in a row on the street, and the black muzzle lined up silently in a row.
At this time, the street was already a mess, and several houses that had been destroyed by solid bullets had been burned or crumbling.
With a rumbling muffled sound, a house that had been smashed down half of the wall suddenly collapsed, and the splash of smoke instantly enveloped the nearby street.
No one thought that Alexander had already prepared for the sneak attack, and no one thought that the other party would dare to use artillery in the city.
Bucharest is the first patriarchal area officially announced after the fall of the traditional five patriarchal areas, and the establishment of the Moscow patriarchal area, which prides itself on the successor of the Roman Catholic Church, will take almost 120 years.
And it is also the capital of Wallachia, the tomb of the Brothers of Saint Cyril, and a great city that once defeated the conqueror Mohammed II!
But this is a place of great importance for the Balkans. In a city as beautiful as the legendary Babylon Sky Garden in many people's minds, on the night of May 1499, gunfire rang out on the street.
"fire."
There was no previous excitement in Gompatti's voice. There were only enemies in his eyes. When the flat-fired shells penetrated the opposing team, he even seemed to hear the limbs that were crushed completely indistinguishable. A terrible tear.
The Musketeers squatted or stood, and a whole row of bullets screamed at the enemy on the opposite side.
The Black Army also has very sharp firearms, and even once the density of firearms prepared by the whole army was higher than any army in this era.
But at this time, they have been beaten up.
Although they were chaotic when they were attacked, they quickly stabilized their position. The strong will of the Black Army supported them not only did not collapse immediately, but even some people could counterattack while the enemy was loading ammunition.
But this brave act was completely crushed by the cannon.
When seeing the artillery on the opposite street, the soldiers of the Black Army only had time to reveal a stunned, and then they did not wait for their next reaction. The terrorist shells fired by the plane had crossed the street and penetrated a terrible Flesh Lane!
What happened next completely evolved into a massacre.
No one can rush across the street, the black army mercenaries were broken by lead bullets and stone shells, and their limbs were scattered all over the street. As he moved forward, his feet made a popping sound.
Finally, the black army mercenaries who were driven to the river protruding into the open ground on the banks of the Dembrica stopped their retreat, and they gathered tightly together to form a tight line of defense.
Gompati exhaled deeply. He was actually fed up with such massacres. For him, the fun on the battlefield was to destroy and tear the oncoming enemies with cannons, rather than take life by near murder.
Distant gunshots from the distance made Gompati's ears pop.
He knew that this should have come from the direction of Fort Bukul.
"Surrender, or die!" Gompati shouted to the black mercenaries on the opposite side. "You have proved your bravery with action. Now no one will surrender to discriminate against you."
The mercenary's ranks seemed to be turbulent, but soon calmed down.
Then the black soldiers in black armor began to line up, and their bat-wing guns and spears pointed straight to the opposite side, and the musketeers slowly picked up the muskets in their hands.
A commander walked to the front of the team, looking at their muzzle not far in front, the commander reached out and touched the cross on his chest, prayed in a low voice, and then vigorously pulled the epee from the ground beside .
"It's stupid." Gompati sighed helplessly. He looked at the artillery lined up next to him, and slowly raised his hand.
The sword of the commander of the black army opposite also lifted up. As he opened his mouth to give the final order of his life, the commander seemed to hear the officer from the opposite side of Montina quickly shouting: "Open the gun ! "
Several Mars suddenly lit up from the guns of the opposing artillery, and with a muffled noise, the smoke rose!
Gompati looked blankly at the front. The pungent smell of gunpowder almost suffocated him. He lifted his hand and brushed off the sparks that burst into the hole in the sleeve. It was when the artillery fired from the medicine pool. of.
Rows of muskets are continuously shooting out pieces of lead. The smoke has completely blocked the front line of sight, but this does not hinder the killing of the grenadiers. For them, as long as they are rushing towards them The enemy can only shoot.
Sporadic gunshots also sounded from the opposite side, but soon as several shells burst straight through the smoke screen, the gunshots on the opposite side quickly disappeared.
"Stop!"
A grenadier captain saw Gompati's gesture and immediately pulled the whistle around his neck to blow it up. The piercing whistle pierced the night sky until it finally silenced the seemingly endless gunfire.
The smoke had dispersed, and there was no longer a standing figure on the opposite side. Some of the people who had fallen to the ground had not yet died, and they kept moaning sharply or lowly. Some people struggled constantly, and the pain has made them lose In the direction, some even desperately moved towards the Cosenza army.
"Go help them." Gompati whispered.
The Cosenza pulled out the saber they carried. They walked into the open space, began to look for dead breath among the corpses everywhere, and then cut their throats neatly.
Looking at the figures who couldn't stop bending down and holding a head to cut the throat with a knife, Gompati spit out the sullen sullen accumulation in his chest, he didn't like this ~ EbookFREE.me ~ in his opinion Things may be suitable for the Moorish or whatever, but they are not for him.
But there is no way, because this is the earl's order.
As the last mercenary was wiped off his throat, the entire open space became silent, and a soldier brought a flag painted with a pattern of a hand-clawed hammer and hammer in the armband to Gompati.
Gompati glanced at the flag, picked up the torch next to it, and ignited it silently. The flag was quickly swallowed by the flames.
"Let's go," Gompati said to the officer next to him. He looked back at the corpse's open space again, and then turned around and led his men towards the castle.
At this time, a ray of early summer light cut through the darkness and the horizon of the east, and after a terrifying night, a new day came.
It was only when the morning light drove back into the darkness and finally touched on this open space by the river Dumbuvica, but it was a cold stiff body reflected in the magnificent light.
The last unit of the Black Army of the Hungarian King Magash I disappeared forever.