eastern european eagle

Chapter 606 Northward
In the Great Palace of Constantinople, Peter sat on a high seat and looked at the Georgian king who was escorted in, who should be called the last king, Alexander.

The Roman army, which set out from Trebizond, quickly eliminated the Georgian defenders in Batumi and Sukhumi, and then attacked Tbilisi directly. Alexander was caught off guard and quickly sent people to guard the place.

There were only 5000 defenders in the entire city of Tbilisi, which was nothing compared to the well-trained Roman army. They were alone here, and the artillery delivered from Trebizond had also arrived. They directly blew up the city wall with artillery, rushed into the palace and captured Alexander.

“I didn’t expect that His Majesty the Emperor would be so impatient that he destroyed the efforts of several generations of Georgian kings in just one month.”

Peter could hear his sarcasm and said, "Who asked you to collude with Poland to overthrow my rule? Moreover, you would have been fine if you had found Poland, but you actually found pagans. Aren't you afraid of God's blame?"

"As long as it's for Georgia, God will forgive me."

Well, he is doomed. Anyway, the goal has been achieved, so let him live in Constantinople forever.

Peter waved his hand and had him taken away. After annexing Georgia, Rome gained a foothold in the Caucasus region and also provided a guarantee for Yerevan.

"Now that Georgia has been eliminated, it's Poland's turn next. My two good brothers who rule over me, prepare for action."

Mihaly and Vlad have already left Constantinople. According to the plan, Russia should take the lead, but it is not impossible if other countries are willing to help.

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Klescu, who was returning to the city from the port, seemed a little worried. If he followed his usual habit, he would definitely stop for a while at the port market on the way, because the market at dusk is always filled with a carnival atmosphere, with acrobatics, dancing, magic tricks, comedy shows... all kinds of entertainment programs attract tourists to stop and watch, and the small vendors put out all kinds of exquisite and peculiar small handicrafts, or all kinds of fragrant food, shouting to each other to attract customers... The port market from dusk to evening is the world of street performers and small vendors, and it is also a good place for the citizens of Constantinople to stroll after dinner.

His home is next to a racing arena. Although there are fewer races held there, people living near the arena will inevitably be disturbed by the noise. Therefore, residential land near the arena is not popular and the price is very low. But for him, a Syrian, he has no more choices.

When he got close to his home, he had to stop again and again to greet the neighbors who greeted him. When he passed through the alley, he heard several neighbors excitedly talking about "sending troops to Poland or Arabia", which made him quicken his pace to go home.

"You're back!" His wife came up and took the bag from Klescu.

"Well, what do we have for dinner today?"

The wife quickly asked the maid to bring out the meal, which included oatmeal, cheese and roast meat.

"By the way, there is something I want to tell you." Klescu looked up at his wife and said solemnly, "The government is looking for a group of judges to go north recently, and I plan to follow them!"

"North? Are they really going to fight Poland..." The wife also guessed that recently many people have said that they will take action against Arabia or Poland. It seems that now is the time. "You haven't even entered the company. Will they let you go?!" The wife thought her husband wanted to join the battle. She was not panicked, but just a little confused.

"I am not going to fight with foreigners, but the government called on us idle civil servants to volunteer to follow the army to the north to educate the local people, so I decided to sign up."

"Go to Poland, Krakow or Warsaw?" She was stunned and felt a little panicked for some reason: "Poland is so far away from us, and there is a war going on. It is too unsafe for you to go there! And... and the child is so young, and I am the only one taking care of him at home..."

"I know if I go to Poland, you will have a hard time!" Pleka said solemnly, "But this is a good opportunity for me. Syrians are slow to get promoted. I don't have a wealthy family to rely on, and I don't have high-ranking relatives to help me. I can only rely on myself. I can only do things that others are unwilling to take risks to do! Although going to Poland is dangerous, I may be directly responsible for the affairs of a town. If I perform well, I may even be promoted immediately. Maybe one day, I can become a cabinet minister."

The wife stared at him blankly. She knew her husband had been working very hard, but she had never known that her husband had such great ambitions...

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At the Mason family's residence, Mason had just seen off the Grand Chancellor of Constantinople when his butler entered the living room. Seeing Mason leaning against a wooden chair with a heavy heart, he asked hurriedly, "Sir, the supplies needed for the attack on Poland are not a small amount. Should we leak some information to the merchants?"

Mason shook his head. "If His Majesty knew about this, I'm afraid my head would be hanging on the city gate. And we don't need to tell anyone. Those merchants have better noses than anyone else. Don't worry."

The housekeeper asked doubtfully, "If that's the case, then what are you worried about, Master?"

Mason sighed, "Your Majesty has decided to join forces with Brandenburg and Russia to attack Poland. This time, King Władysław can't escape. The Empire will send 10 troops this time, and the number of people transporting supplies and other items is also not small. I've heard your Majesty say that a cannon shot is worth a fortune, and now it seems to be true."

Mason has also worked hard in recent years. According to the situation, Romania has an annual income of 650 million lei. If there is no war, the surplus will exceed 50 gold coins. However, a war with 10 soldiers will cost more than 200 million lei, and this is the expense within half a year.

And it would be fine if there was only one war, but after fighting Poland, they had to fight the Arabs, which also required money. As the finance minister, he was under greater pressure than a mountain.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this. Prince Theodore's birthday is coming soon, right? Is there any news from father?"

"They said everything is ready, just waiting for the remittance from our bank."

The family had gone to great lengths to get a noble on the list. Although they were nobles themselves, if they had a permanent position, their family's wealth would be guaranteed.

(End of this chapter)