When Raphael painted Rusha, Gompatti saw more than once Miss Earl wearing her gorgeous but not practical outfit, holding a musket in her hand and posing in a heroic and cool posture.

So when Gompatti saw Sophia's armor at first sight, he immediately thought of Ruosha. However, he soon realized that it was different from Ruosha's armor and dressed up. Sophia's armor was obviously a real guy.

Especially when Sophia stood up and stepped towards him, listening to the friction between the blades of the armor, Gompatti couldn't help but look surprised.

He really couldn't imagine how such a girl who looked like she was not old last year could wear such heavy armor.

Sophia made a gesture to Gompatti, and then her modified eyebrows tightened her eyes with a hurried expectation.

Gompatti looked at Cepes next to him in amazement. He had been told that the Greek princess was a mute girl, but he was still a little surprised when he saw the princess gesture to him with his own eyes.

"General, your highness asks where your count is." Cephes asked with a slightly dark face. He always felt that Sophia's concern for the Earl of Montina was a bit abrupt. Although he also hoped to get support from Europe, especially from the Vatican, Sophia's overly enthusiastic performance made him feel that things were not that simple.

Cepes believed that she knew Sophia. Regardless of whether she was really a Greek princess, Cepes knew that Sophia was actually a very simple girl. Apart from having a bad temper, she had at least not shown any interest in power so far.

This made Cepes feel interested in her suddenly in the count.

"My adult is probably near the Alger River now."

Speaking of Alexander, Gompatti couldn't help but feel a little anxious. The last news he heard about Alexander was that he was leading the main force of the Montina army to head north along the Alger River. If there was no error in the estimate, Alexander should have fought with the Ottomans at this time.

"Dear Your Highness, please send your army to support me. We have less than 7,000 people, and the Ottoman army has nearly 80,000 people. My Lord will not hesitate to fight head-on with the Ottomans in order to buy time for Bucharest, but he can't stand it for long, so Your Highness asks you to send troops as much as possible."

Gompatti's words surprised everyone in the tent, and Cepas showed an incredible look. Before this, he felt that he was crazy enough, but now he realized that there was a guy who was even more crazy than him.

Less than 7,000 people were used to fight nearly 80,000 people, and Ceppez felt that even if he gave him a Hungarian crown, he would not do such a crazy thing.

Others also showed skeptical expressions. Some even did not believe Gompatti's words. Some thought that the foreigner was exaggerating, while others thought that the count had some other ulterior motives, otherwise no one would be so stupid that he would seek death.

Sophia listened blankly. She couldn't understand too much, but she understood Gompatti's words.

Alexander was not far from Bucharest, and he was fighting the Ottomans with his army, and the enemies were much more than his army!

Sophia's body trembled slightly, and even the armor on her body made a strange sound.

She gestured anxiously, and looked at Cepes anxiously.

"Your Highness asks, why does your count do this?" Cepes hesitated a little, but although he saw Sophia showing an unhappy look, he still did not ask her completely. "You know, the count is too unexpected, and we are not ready here."

"But my master is ready, and he is still from Rome, the Grand Duke, the army of Montina are fighting, and we need help."

Gompatti looked at Cepas with an ugly face. He could also feel Sophia's strong concern for Alexander, but the Grand Duke of Wallachia did not seem to be so anxious. This is very different from the statement that the Grand Duke was a staunch pro-war faction he had heard before he entered the city.

Cepas looked at Gompatti with a heavy face. Although he hoped to know that this person did not see that he and Sophia had completely different attitudes towards the count, he also knew that this was obviously impossible. Sophia's overly strong expression had completely betrayed her inner thoughts.

"General, please wait a moment." Cepes nodded and then pulled Sophia, who seemed reluctant, out of the tent.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you so excited?" Cepes asked strangely. "This is not like you at all. I've never seen you like this before." Seeing Sophia's expression of annoyance appeared between her eyebrows, Cepes paused and suddenly looked at her with a strange look. "Tell me, do you know the Earl Montina?"

Sophia showed a little dullness on her face, and then she nodded very slowly.

"You know that count," Cepas' tone couldn't help but raise his voice, and then he tried to control his emotions and lowered his tone. "Tell me how you knew him, and how much he knew you, did he know who you are?"

When talking about his true identity, Cepes deliberately lowered his voice, but when he saw Sophia nodding again, Cepes couldn't help but have the urge to question him loudly.

"Tell me everything, don't hide it from me, it's for you and for his own good." Cepes said hurriedly, feeling that he might be facing a very bad situation.

Until not long ago, he believed that he was the only candidate to control the "Greek Princess", but now suddenly a stranger appeared, an earl from Rome. He not only knew Sophia but also seemed to have a different relationship with her, which gave Cepes a sense of crisis that he might lose control of this girl.

For Ceppes, Sophia is a key part of his confrontation with Ladislas II. Without this trump card, not only will his situation in Bucharest be worrying, but even his Valachia may become a victim of bargaining between Ladislas II and the Ottomans.

Sophia looked at Cepes silently, she was hesitating whether she should tell him about the matter between her and Alexander.

Sophia felt that this was her own secret. Although she wanted to tell everyone about this secret, looking at Caipes's face, she could also feel that Caipes was obviously in a bad mood.

Sophia felt a little nervous. Although she didn't care what was going on in Bucharest, she at least knew that Cepas' attitude was very important. It would be terrible if he refused to send troops to support Alexander.

After all, Cepes not only has a strong army, but more importantly, if he refuses to send troops, can he still count on Ladislas II, who originally wanted to negotiate with the Ottomans?

“Ah~”

Sophia let out a low cry of anxiety, her eyes staring at Cepes, as if she wanted to see from his eyes what he was thinking.

Cepas looked at Sophia, and he could feel the faint alertness in Sophia's eyes, which was not before, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

But what really made Cephes mind was what impact the arrival of Count Montina would have.

Cepas couldn't help but think about it. At this time, he didn't care much about the past between Sophia and Earl Montina. Although Sophia was indeed so beautiful that he was moved by his heart, compared with the Greek princess, the appearance of the girl in front of him was actually not important.

But it was this Greek princess' identity that made him feel wary of the Earl Montina.

What he needs to be sure now is that that person will not destroy his plan, nor will he pose a threat to his status.

The Count of Montina, Cepheus was thinking quickly, and he felt that he should have grasped something.

I heard that a Roman merchant seemed to know the count very well, and Cepas thought to himself, but that person had been with the king.

Thinking of this, Caipeis glanced at Sophia with an anxious look on her face.

It was obvious that Sophia wanted to urge him to send troops immediately, but her experience in the Prague court over the past period of time also made her understand that this matter was obviously not that easy.

"I have to go see the king," Tsepace said to Sophia. "Please promised me not to be impulsive before this. As for that person, I will arrange for him and his people to take a break."

Cepes said, leaving quickly without waiting for Sophia to stop him, but after walking far away, he immediately called a confidant to him and whispered a few words.

"Remember, don't let that person go around, especially don't let him see the princess casually."

Cepas thought to himself, because he didn't know what the relationship between Sophia and the Earl of Montina was, so he was even more careful.

Ceppez was looking forward to the arrival of Count Montina at the beginning.

Although Sophia has influenced the people, Ladislas II is the king of Hungary after all, and the nobles who support him are even more standing. At this time, the arrival of a foreign count with an important identity with reinforcements can obviously increase the bargaining chips for Cepace's side, but now Cepace is a little unsure of what this person's arrival means.

The people of Cepes found Prato in a tavern outside the castle, when Prato was listening to the Zagreb messenger named Murco.

"I heard that the count is here, oh, he is such a hero," Morko poured ale into his mouth, and then let the wine wet the clothes on his chest, shaking his head constantly. "He is a hero in front of Master Viscount. Master Viscount wants to promise A Luoxia to him because of him. My A Luoxia is forced, I know she is forced!"

"Yes, they were all forced. The lady of the Lovere family and the poor Lucrezia, I heard that she was kidnapped by the Count, and even later kidnapped her in front of her brother Caesar," Prato and Morko drank face to face, his eyes were blurred, and even when Cepas's servant came over, he shook his hands and shouted, "My man, come two more big glasses."

The people of Cepes ignored Prato, who was drunk, and they directly raised him and walked out of the tavern. Morko was still talking nonsense behind him: "My Aluoxia, I will go to save you, I will stand out!"

A glass of cold well water poured on his face, and Prato immediately shivered. He struggled hard and opened his eyes hard to look at the man in front of him.

"Duke? Is it you?" Prato asked in surprise after finally recognizing the person in front of him. He knew Cepes and knew that he was one of the most powerful people in Bucharest, but he didn't understand what the Duke had come to him for.

"Listen to me, time is tight, so you can answer whatever I ask." At this time, Cepes did not look as patient and gentle as before Sophia. There was a cruel light in his eyes. His hand pinched Prato's throat, which instantly made Prato's mouth feel panicked.

Prato nodded vigorously, his face suddenly turned purple because of his rapid breathing.

"Don't say you don't know how many troops that Earl Montina has," Cepes let go of his hand and then pressed Proto's lips. "I know people like you are very well-informed, tell me the truth."

"There should be about 6,000, or about 7,000 people," Prato said hurriedly. "When I left Rome, I heard that the Count was organizing an expeditionary force of about 5,000 people, but later I met the Morko, and he heard that the Count received permission from the Duke of Zagreb and recruited many locals to the army."

"So he really has a huge army?" Cepes frowned slightly. He did not think that the businessman was lying. On the contrary, after several aspects of the news were compared with each other, Cepes could not help but admit that the strength of the Earl Montina cannot be ignored.

"The Count is not only this kind of strength," Prato felt that if more information was provided, it would probably make the Grand Duke more tolerant to him. After all, as long as he remembered that this man was the son of the fierce Vlad III, he felt uncomfortable. "He is the father of Miss Estreth of Pisa, and..."

"I know all of these," Cepace interrupted Prato impatiently, "but none of these are useful now. Say something more important, tell me do you think he can beat the Ottomans?"

Prato was stunned. He looked at Caipes with a somewhat surprised look, which made Caipes feel as if he was the one who had drunk too much.

"Sorry, I'm not intentionally offending me," Prato immediately realized that his appearance had aroused the dissatisfaction of the terrible person in front of him. He immediately explained carefully. "But I think the Count cannot beat the Ottomans. At least I haven't seen anyone beat those pagans yet. They are so terrible."

"You're right," Ceppes pushed Prato aside a bit rudely. The initial hope was somewhat shattered by the merchant's words, which made him want to hit someone. "So why he came here, do you know? It's really because of the Pope's order?"

"My lord, I am just a businessman. Although I know some great people from Rome, they cannot tell a businessman these things," Prato answered carefully. When he saw Cepace's cold expression because of disappointment, Prato quickly continued, "But it is said that the emperor seems to be very concerned about what happened here, because one of the emperor's palace ministers had a good relationship with the earl. In fact, as far as I know, they have more than a good relationship, because I have done their business, so I heard that the earl and the palace ministers have a close relationship in private."

"Emperor?" Cepes was stunned. Of course he knew that Prato was talking about Emperor Maximian of the Holy Roman Empire, but he was still a little surprised when he heard this.

"Yes, it's the emperor," Prato nodded immediately when he saw Cepas' attention. It seemed that in order to strengthen the credibility of his words, he said again, "and the king just asked me about this not long ago."

"King?" Cepes was stunned again, "Are you talking about King Ladislas?"

"Yes, it was not long ago, but His Majesty the King seemed a little unhappy after hearing this." Prato tried to approach a small step and said carefully.

Cepes looked at Prato, and suddenly he felt that maybe he had done the right thing to ask for information from this businessman.

Ladislas II walked around in anger, waiting for the messenger he sent to bring back the news, but it was obvious that neither Cepas nor Sophia obeyed his orders, which made the king very angry.

The sudden appearance of Roman reinforcements completely disrupted Ladislas II's plan. The negotiations that were originally planned to be held with the Ottoman suddenly became troublesome because of the intervention of the Roman noble, especially when he heard that the man had taken the initiative to attack the Ottomans, the king almost cursed because he could not suppress his anger.

Ladislas II could vaguely guess the purpose of the Earl Montina doing this. It was obvious that he was trying to destroy it. However, the king did not understand what the purpose of his doing this was at first, but then he felt that he had finally discovered the truth.

When Ladislas II wanted to come, the Earl of Montina was obviously instigated by Emperor Maximian. The purpose of that man was to provoke a war between him and Valiceth II, so that Maximian could take the opportunity to intervene in Hungary.

Especially when he heard that Maximian was fighting the Hungarian copper mine with the Fugers family, Ladislas II felt that he was simply attacking the wolf and the tiger from the front door to the back door.

"That Cepes and that hateful wild girl, what are they doing?"

When he saw the messenger he sent rushed over, Ladislas II asked desperately, and he was too lazy to hide his disappointment and anger at Sophia.

"Your Majesty, Grand Duke Wallachia is mobilizing his army," said the envoy hurriedly, "and the troops of the Greek nobles, the princess is summoning those men, and they are going to support the Earl of Montina."
Chapter completed!