Warlock Royal Family

August 1526, 8, at midnight.

The villagers of Mohachi Village, who prayed for their king for a day under the leadership of the village chief, did not sleep, but stepped up drainage under the leadership of the village chief.

Mohaci is the name of a small village on the Danube, which is surrounded by an open but slightly rolling plain.

Although it is a plain area close to the river, like most villages in Hungary, the agricultural technology is backward, and water conservancy facilities basically do not exist, so it cannot support many families, not even the smallest church of the Cyric Church.

All land titles belong to a great nobleman, and all villagers have no land titles. [

However, the lives of these families are not too bad. Because of the efforts of the royal family in the past few decades, the nobles have made concessions, and the locals can get certain personal rights. They are no longer serfs but tenant farmers.

And in addition to agriculture, they also have animal husbandry to subsidize their households.

The most important asset of every household is the herd of goats that provide dairy products.

Dozens of families in the village still live a life of half-farming and half-grazing just like their Magyar ancestors thousands of years ago.

They escaped the Ottomans' requisition for food and the retaliatory destruction of the lack of food a few days ago, because their monarch came in time to protect them.

The grain demanded by the enemy made them miserable, but every family was willing to kill a goat for His Majesty's guard, even if it meant their children would be deprived of goat's milk for a long time.

Being able to see the brave and brave young monarch with their own eyes is their willingness to provide. From this point of view, the Agronni royal family still has a certain popularity.

The plain of Mohachi was shrouded in thick dark clouds a few days ago. After the heavy rain, a new stream even appeared in the muddy pits.

While the villagers of Mohachi were busy.They are also very worried about whether such rainfall will cause the Danube to flood, and whether their monarch's camp will also be flooded.

But soon they knew that the two worries were unnecessary. After dawn, defeated soldiers began to flee into the village.

The heavy rain that started yesterday obscured the din of the battle miles away, leaving villagers hours late in chaos and despair.

What now flows on the plains of Mohachi is a bloody stream.

Fifteen thousand Hungarian soldiers.Including many nobles, and the blood of their monarch Louis II is slowly flowing into the Danube mixed with rain.

While the Ottoman soldiers were sweeping the fields in the rain and collecting the spoils, the nobles were enjoying the camp in their tents.

"General Federtale, you have worked hard." Emperor Suleiman was talking to the exiles from afar.

Even though it was raining heavily outside, his tent and the outside seemed to be two worlds, dry and comfortable.Not a drop of rain could get into the big tent that the sultan made of desert toad skin.

This giant toad that lives in the Sahara desert can only drink water once a year. After drinking dozens of liters of water at a time, its skin will firmly lock the water, allowing it to last until the next rainy season.

It's called Giant Toad, but it's going to be such a big tent that can accommodate dozens of people.The skins of hundreds of these precious toads are still needed.

Like the five-fold crown, it is a symbol of the majesty and power of Suleiman the Magnificent. [

On his head is a five-layered crown made by the best alchemists and jewelers in the Republic of Venice and Liguria, which is two more than the triple crown of the true pope, and each layer has a strange power .

Of course, even the Church of Shar couldn't provide Ladislaus with the specific power, and all craftsmen kept their secrets. This is also the secret of the prosperity of these two commercial city-states.

"It's my honor to be able to serve you and Allah." Fedetal, who had escaped so hard, hurried to the battlefield in time a few days before the start of the Battle of Mohachi, and played his role .

A small part of his current humble attitude is due to the tent and the five-fold crown, and most of it is due to the victory of the [-] Ottoman army yesterday.

"Under any circumstances, the name of a mortal must not be placed before the name of Allah, Federtal Pasha." An old Ottoman official with two heads said very bluntly. "Not even the greatest sultan."

"Oh, don't be so harsh on the newcomer, Abu Saeed and Cho." It was Ibrahim Pasha who made the relief for Feder Tall.The struggle between theocracy and imperial power is everywhere.

"No, no, this is indeed a very serious mistake. Everything about me is bestowed by the omniscient, omnipotent, great and benevolent Allah. Feedtal Pasha, you must pay attention in the future." His Majesty Suleiman showed the greatest respect for Allah tribute. "However, your timely appearance yesterday has shaken the hearts of the Hungarian soldiers. It is indeed a great achievement. Although your affairs in Bohemia are not going well, I still think that this is not a problem of your ability, but Habu The conspirators in Schwarzburg are despicable, and I think you can continue to serve me in Buda."

Feldtaler naturally thanked him again and again. On his first day as an outsider, he did not hesitate to show that his attitude in the conflict between imperial power and theocracy was very necessary.

He was always Ibrahim Pasha's man.

"Your Majesty, the body of King Louis II of Hungary has been found. Several Hungarian nobles have confirmed their identities." A messenger brought good news. "Did you bring the body?"

"No, I will go. We must respect the dead as much as possible." The emotion revealed in Suleiman the Great's words is a bit strange, perhaps because killing a powerful monarch on the battlefield is also a rare event for the Ottoman Sultan Honor it.

Getting rid of the Knights Hospitallers entrenched in Rhodes Island may be of great strategic and economic significance, but the honor it brings is not as good as it is today.

But this is still not enough, Said's old dog sells old things to make Sultan very unhappy.

'I still need more glory to make the world bow at my feet. '

"Your Majesty, it is indeed King Louis." Lying on the ground in the mud and looking at the king's armor and face for a few minutes, Feldtaler was completely soaked.

Although he left the special tent, Sudan was still very dry.

It wasn't because there were several dedicated samurai struggling to cover the curtain over his head. In such a heavy rain, that layer of cloth wouldn't help at all.

Those warriors were as much a decoration as the curtains they held.Not a drop of water could pass through Suleiman the Magnificent's fivefold crown without his permission.

But after seeing the pale face of his younger opponent, Suleiman let go of the restraint and let the rain fall on his face.

"He is still so young. Although I did come here to defeat him, it was not my intention to kill him when he just had the pleasure of life and power." His Majesty Suleiman is a very good poet.Many Turkish poems praising love and heroism have been left behind.

This passage is spoken in Turkish, and the rhetoric is gorgeous. It can be said that it is well-spoken.

"Your Majesty, your poems will bring together your kindness and your strength, and will eventually illuminate history." Ibrahim Pasha's just right flattery came rolling in. [

After the first confidant finished flattering, General Feldtaler was about to follow.Suddenly a fireball shot towards Sudan.

A Hungarian nobleman who was dragged to identify the body broke free from the guards and rushed over.

"Protect the Sultan!"

"Protect the Sultan!"

The captured noble was a warrior with the ability to cast spells, although all the captives had been looted for their spell-casting ingredients.

But he sparked a fireball with the last bit of spell-casting material he had in his mouth, knocking down several enemies and creating chaos.

The body of King Louis and the interference of heavy rain gave him a last chance.

Several suppressed prisoners also struggled together, although most of them were quickly cut off by the guards.But it still gave the brave fighter a little more chance.

"It's the Arcane Knight!"

Said and Zhuo activated a "mass blessing" spell, and at the same time named the type of enemy.

Although it is difficult to reach the top-level power of a pure force profession, this compound profession is most suitable for mid-level warriors, but it is difficult to advance to complex training. Generally, only top-level nobles will concentrate resources to train important members of the family in this way.

The flexibility and compoundness of this occupation make them particularly suitable as the backbone on the battlefield.

Numerous warriors approached the sultan, giving the Hungarian noble a chance to attack the real target.

Disarmed nobles, without weapons.The last bit of casting material was used up.

But he still attacked Feldtaler's neck with his teeth.

His courage is awe-inspiring, but after a day of fighting and being drenched in the shower, he is too tired.

He is at the limit of his abilities.

His body was stiff, it was difficult to change his rhythm, and he almost sent his face to Feldtaler's fist.

Unsurprisingly, Feldtaler knocked him down with a single punch.

"It's really you?! Feldtaler." The great noble who was subdued again was dragged in front of the Sultan, and he stared at Feldtaler closely, with fiery gazes in his eyes.

"Duke Horti? Is this your name?" Suleiman saw clearly the engraved inscription on the duke's armor, and he was very interested in this brave warrior.

"There is no need to persuade you to surrender, Your Majesty the Sultan. It is already a serious crime for me not to protect my monarch. If I bow my knees and surrender again, I am really ashamed of my ancestors." The duke, who realized that he would not have another chance, did not beg for mercy.

"Do you still have a last wish?" Not a sentimental person, but Suleiman still asked one more question. If there is a wish, there is a weakness that can be used. Once you say it.You can prescribe the right medicine to persuade them to surrender.

Such a character can be used by Sudan.

"I have nothing else to do in this world, but I want to die quickly." Duke Horthy once again stuck to his heart and honor.

"Then let Duke Horti join the sacrifice as soon as possible." Suleiman turned his horse's head and returned to his tent, his voice was as cold as the rain.

"Your Majesty the Sultan, with a golden crown on his head, accepted the surrender of the Viziers and the Beys. Two thousand prisoners were executed, and the rain was pouring."

This is the diary of His Majesty Suleiman on August 1526, 8. (to be continued...)