Gunshots rang out, and shouts rang out from the yard!

Sophia stood up in surprise, she walked quickly to the window, and instantly saw countless figures running around the yard, busy.

The gunshot came so violently and suddenly that the flames on the wax stand on the table seemed to shake slightly because of the accident.

Sophia looked back at Alexander, she was a little surprised but not afraid, and when she saw that Alexander, who had come behind her, was not as surprised as she was, and that the Sasha at the table was still reloading the muskets, Sophia was a little angry.

She pushed Alexander away and tried to walk out the door, but Alexander's arm was held tightly.

Sophia swept Alexander and Tsa across their faces with some resentment, and at this moment she suddenly felt as if she were an outsider.

"There are some things you don't need to know," Alexander pulled her into his arms with a slight force, bowed his head and whispered in her ear, "You are now a Greek princess, and maybe you will become a Greek queen, but there are some things you just need to know the outcome." ”

Another burst of gunfire came from him, and it seemed to be closer, and Alexander looked up in some surprise to see that Josha seemed to be looking out the window rather unexpectedly.

"Black Army."

Alexander muttered softly, he had heard of this army for a long time, but what he didn't expect was that this army seemed to have such an unexpectedly strong combat effectiveness, and he even wondered if Montina's army could still maintain such a strong force when facing such a sneak attack.

"It seems that those blacks are much more powerful than we thought." Josha looked at Alexander with some surprise, her eyes flashing with excitement, as if she saw something that interested her.

Alexander shook his head with a wry smile, he knew what Shosha was thinking, but it was unlikely.

The Black Army is indeed a very powerful army, but the cost of maintaining this army is prohibitively high.

It was not so much that the Hungarian nobles disbanded the Black Army because they felt threatened by an army they could not control, but rather that the price to be paid to maintain such an army was too high in the eyes of the nobles.

After all, although the black army is not under the rule of the nobles, as long as they are paid enough, this army can be said to be a sharp blade for Hungary to deal with the Ottoman Empire, but the high cost of maintaining this army has overwhelmed those Hungarian nobles, and the black army without a salary will soon become a terrible monster, so in the eyes of those Hungarians, this army with extremely high combat effectiveness, once it gets out of control, the destructive power it causes is obviously terrible and amazing.

Now seeing that Jisha actually showed that he was quite interested in this army, this made Alexander feel helpless for Jisha's whimsy.

However, the high cost is actually secondary, and what really makes Alexander have little interest in the Black Army is that this army is a real mercenary army.

Alexander instinctively had a certain prejudice against mercenaries, and although he also hired Genoese and Venetians, he had more of a subordinate relationship with the armies of these two places because of Barentia and Lucrezia.

As for the Balkans, they are much more reliable because of Sophia.

But this is not the case with the Blacks, a real mercenary army, for whom the salary is the real master of their allegiance, and as mercenaries their work ethic is clearly not as good as that of the famous Swiss madmen.

As a professional mercenary army founded by King Matthias I of Hungary, the Blacks had as much of a reputation for bravery as they did for betraying their employers, especially during the siege of Vienna in 1485, which shook Europe.

Alexander needed a brave army, but he also needed a loyal army, and even the latter was more important to him than the former, because the former could be produced by training, while the latter could only be obtained by strong will, bravery, and the pursuit of honor.

Suddenly, an unusually fierce burst of gunfire rang out, and the shouts in the courtyard became louder at this time.

Several bright lights came from the street not far away, and at the same time, there was a shout of killing

"It's unimaginable."

Josha looked at Alexander a little excitedly, she turned around and lifted her skirt and flew upstairs, seeing her running around her house so indifferently, Sophia was angry and immediately chased after her.

"It's a surprise," Alexander said, a little surprised, as he beckoned to Bousako to let him come to him, and then commanded, "Go and tell Gompati that I want him to win." ”

Busak showed a hint of surprise, and after glancing at Alexander to make sure he heard correctly, he turned and ran out of the house, and then Alexander looked up at the staircase where he had disappeared, and reluctantly followed towards the top.

"I hope the two of them didn't kill each other at this time." Alexander muttered under his breath as he walked up to the second floor.

On a street not far from Sophia's small palace, it was the smoke of gunpowder and the blood splattered everywhere.

Not so long ago, the street was so quiet that it seemed too quiet compared to the laughter and celebration that was everywhere else in the city.

Because of this, when walking down the street, the commander of the black army instinctively felt uneasy from the bottom of his heart.

That uneasiness is a reaction to danger that has been honed by years of fighting, and it is this reaction that has allowed many experienced soldiers to escape from death on the battlefield, and now this feeling has also befallen the black army commander.

So even though he only had to cross the street to see Sophia's palace, he decisively ordered to stop.

Only by the time he gave the order, the procession was almost halfway down the street.

Then the captain, who was walking in front, heard a dull gunshot.

The sound of the gunfire was indeed dull, or if it was louder, it would have been more like the sound of cannonballs.

"Heavy muskets!" Almost as soon as this thought flashed through the captain's mind, his body was hit by a huge force and he fell backwards!

He smelled a rusty and bloody burnt smell of his breastplate rubbing violently against the projectile, and then he fell backwards, and as he hit the ground, the hard impact caused his head to slam and then bounce upward, so he could see black smoke and blood gushing out of a fist-like hole in his breastplate.

At the same time that the captain fell to the ground, the entire street was already filled with gunfire and smoke.

I don't know how many muskets protruded from the houses on both sides of the street, and in the attic, in the windows, behind the doorways, the sparks and medicinal smoke flickered one after another, and the flashes of light that streaked through the night dragged the smoke of gunpowder across the street.

Some of them instinctively raised their weapons, some of them raised their shields, but they were faced not with arrows but with terrible bullets, and when the small but extremely terrible lead bullets pierced through their shields and armor, splashing blood on them, and the streets immediately resounded with screams.

"Rush forward!"

A roar with a northern German accent suddenly sounded from the back of the ranks, and with this roar, the black soldiers of the following ranks not only did not retreat but rushed forward, shouting and rushing towards the nearest enemy in the street, the sharp bat-winged spears in their hands desperately stabbing at the enemies exposed in the dark shadow of the doorway.

A terrible scream also came from the black doorway, and when the spear was withdrawn, someone fell to the ground.

"Rush forward! Rush up! ”

The sound of orders in the back was even more intense, which aroused the blood of the black soldiers, who roared and pounced on the enemy, and even when they saw several muskets raised in front of them at the same time, they still rushed forward frantically.

Bang bang, a series of gunshots came at the same time, and the black army who rushed to the front was immediately shot and fell to the ground, but the black musketeers who followed closely behind had already rushed forward, and at this time the second row of the enemy on the opposite side had just raised their guns.

The two sides fired at the same time at a distance close enough that they could see each other's faces even at night, and the sparks and arquebuses from the flintlock flint hitting the cutting board of the medicine pool were so dazzling at this moment, and then the muzzles of both sides shot out projectiles almost simultaneously.

The blacks rushed forward almost like crazy, and the shouts of the commanders reverberated through the ranks, and their fierce style was on full display, and even some of the soldiers just kept charging and charging in the face of muskets until they were shot and fell to the ground, or rushed to the enemy and slashed at them.

Gompati looked at the enemies in surprise, and he admitted that he was stunned by the bravery and even madness of the enemies on the other side.

In his opinion, even the Ottomans were not as formidable as the black-armoured, fierce-looking opponents in front of them, who seemed to be armed to the teeth and attacked them almost completely with no regard for their lives, so that the musketeers who were close to them were rushed in front of them because they had no time to reload, and then began to kill them with ferocity.

"This is the Black Army?" Gompati muttered, he really didn't expect to encounter such an enemy, a terrible army that threatened the musket troops with cold weapons.

The gunfire continued, the sound of killing shook the sky, and Bucharest, which was still immersed in joy, instantly fell into chaos.

The people in the streets stopped blankly to listen to the terrible sound that suddenly appeared, and when they heard what it was, the screams of surprise and screams filled every street, every square.

People were running and shouting in a panic, and many people were shouting "the Ottomans are coming" while looking for weapons in a panic, when a group of soldiers suddenly appeared on the street.

The soldiers, dressed in Wallachian costumes familiar to the locals, had a gloomy and disturbing look, and many smelled terrible blood from these soldiers as they ran through the streets.

Tsepes walked silently on his horse, and as his army passed through the crowd he noticed the fear with which the people looked at him, for the cruelty of Vlad III had left so many terrible memories on the Wallachians that when they saw his banner and looked at the army that had suddenly emerged from the darkness, many of them were silenced by fear.

"I don't need people to respect me, as long as they're afraid of me."

Chipes remembered what his father had said a long time ago, that the title of Piercing Duke had made people fearful of Vlad III, and now they had the same look of fear in front of his son.

The Wallachians quickly crossed the streets, and at this time the whole city had become panicked, because they didn't know what happened all of a sudden, except for the army defending the city walls, many of the allied nobles could only take their men to run dazedly in the streets, and when they saw the Wallachians, they involuntarily followed, and for a while more and more people merged into the army of Cepes.

"That Gombray is now in Sofia's palace, so just prevent the Montina army in the fortress of Bukur from coming back to rescue him, and everything will be easy." Chipes remembered what Ladislas II had said to him earlier: "As for the nobles of the coalition army, when the girl is alive they will see her as a banner, but when she is dead they will soon forget her." ”

Tsepezes secretly said to himself: "That's right, as soon as Sophia dies, everyone will quickly forget about her, because any woman can be a Greek princess if she wants." ”

Cepes admits that Sophia is very important to him, and can even say that without Sophia, he would not be where he is now, but when Sophia not only broke away from his influence, but even threatened him, Cepes immediately decided to betray her without hesitation.

What's more, they knew that the Ottomans would not want to see a Greek princess appear, so their actions might cause resentment and hostility among many in the coalition, but the Ottomans would become their allies in this matter.

Just stop the Montina army in the fortress of Bukur and buy time for Ladislas II.

Cepes knew that his Wallachian army might not be a match for Montina's army, but he did not need to be defeated, but only needed to block the way of Montina's army to support Alexander.

As for the grenadiers that Zhisa had brought into Bucharest, according to Tsepes's observations, he was certain that an army consisting entirely of musketeers would not be able to hold back the king's black army in the face of an unsuspecting sneak attack.

The nobles, who were completely confused by the panic and could not tell what was happening, ran through the streets with Chipes, and when they finally found that the Wallachian army was advancing in the opposite direction to the place where the fierce battle was taking place, someone could not help but ask Chipes out loud.

But Chipes paid no attention to those people at all, and when he saw a large figure faintly shaking in the distance from the gate leading to the fortress of Bukur, Chipes's heart trembled at first, and then he couldn't help but be secretly surprised!

"Caught up!"

Tsepes shouted in his heart, the road was narrow, the fortress was strong, and as long as he held near the city gate, he could block the Montina army outside.

Although he was impressed by the extraordinary bravery of Montina's army, Cepes was confident that he would be able to stop Montina's army from the king's black army, and completely eliminate Sophia and Alexander!

"Block the gates!" Chippes drew his saber and swung it hard, slicing through the moonlit night.

In an instant, the Vagalayan army poured into the narrow city gates.

"It worked!"

Looking at the Wallachian army that was quickly blocking the city gates, even those noble armies, Cepes let out a cry of excitement in his heart.

At this moment, there was a sudden earth-shattering loud noise from the direction of the city!

The saber that was held high in Chippes's hand was suddenly slammed, and his ears were buzzing, and after a while he stiffened and tugged at the reins, turned the horse's head, and looked in the direction of the rising flames in the distance.

"Actually, the cannon was fired in the city......" Cepes was momentarily stunned.