The upcoming offensive preparations for the Ottomans are in full swing.

The Bucharests were armed, and their hatred and anger towards the Ottomans for a long time became increasingly difficult to suppress as time settled. The anger of resistance brewed in every man's chest, burned in every woman's chest, and kept rolling in the body of every elderly and children, whether in the city or in the countryside, if you ask the locals what they hate the most, they must be the Ottoman invaders. This was the seed of hatred that had been brewed between the two sides decades ago. After a long time, it finally became a terrible fruit.

Alexander could feel the terror of this hatred. Everyone around him was talking about the war and the attack that was about to begin, which made him feel that this was no secret at all. It was obvious that the king had planned to bring everyone into this battle of revenge from the beginning, so the attack on the Ottomans spread wildly and quickly spread throughout the city.

Alexander knew that he could detect that this was Ladislas II's method, so that Cepace should have noticed it. I think this would probably give Grand Duke Valachia a headache.

Ladislas II's extreme behavior was not favored by Cepas, or the directions of consideration for the two people were completely different.

As the Grand Duke of Wallachia, Cepace certainly did not want his principality to fall into the vortex of total war. Alexander was even sure that although everyone hated Roe’s surrender, those who had the opportunity might not choose that path themselves, or at least find opportunities to negotiate with the Ottomans to avoid becoming victims in a war.

For Ladislas II, everything that happened in the Balkans actually had nothing to do with him. His purpose was to restrain the Sultan and let him have no time to invade Hungary. Therefore, the more lively the Balkans were, the happier the king would be. The so-called "watching the fun is not a big deal", probably Ladislas II would be like this.

But Alexander didn't expect the king to push him out as a gunman.

The Balkan coalition front commander sounded quite powerful, but Alexander knew that he could command probably his Montina army. Although it was called a coalition, the rebellious Balkan nobles had many factions. The biggest of them were two groups led by the king and Cepes. The local Bucharest aristocrats headed by the Patriarch of Bucharest should not be underestimated. As for the smaller ones, there were large and small groups of small rural nobles divided by territory and closeness. These aristocratic factions formed the current Bucharest coalition, and in name, they were all under the command of Alexander on the battlefield.

It is obvious that this coalition is more like a hodgepodge than an army, and there is no specific and accurate number of the total number of this army so far.

This is because some people deliberately reported their troops for bluffing, while some were careful and underreported the number of people. Some even counted the small vendors and juggling and other people who followed their army, which made the coalition forces look extremely complex and bloated.

Seeing these bad debts in front of him, Alexander couldn't help but envy the Ottomans. Although the Ottomans may not be united, they at least have much higher efficiency than their own.

He could imagine that Bayesette II, as the commander of the entire army, would be executed immediately and completely without fail. It was this almost as efficient as an arm to make the Ottoman army a nightmare for a long time.

But what kind of army is he commanding now, or can this be called an army?

Alexander wanted to let the nobles see what his Montina army looked like, but he knew that even those people would be indifferent, because this was not just a matter of habit, but also a major event related to their power.

Those nobles could not be willing to hand over their military command, even if it was just temporary.

Of course, Ladislas II thought of this, so he generously handed over the battlefield command to Alexander, because he knew that no matter who or even himself, it was impossible for him to truly control this power.

Alexander smiled at Gompatti, who was sitting opposite him with a bored look on his face because of nothing, “What, did the girls in Bucharest get you so soon?”

"Not girls, they are actually very good, they are very enthusiastic, and they are very enthusiastic," said Gompatti, who said that he deliberately lowered his voice and blinked his eyes a little ambiguously, but then he waved his hands boredly. "But there is no point in having too many such things. I used to date six or seven girls in one day. Although they are all cute, you know that I came to Bucharest not just for the girls."

"Then what else do you need, reputation and beauty, and wealth will not be far away from you. You must know that these locals are still very wealthy. They will repay us to come from afar to help them. So what else do you lack?"

"Cannon, sir, are cannons!" Gompatti almost shouted and reminded Alexander. "You promised me that I could get enough cannons here. Although we had reaped a lot of ore by robbing copper mines before, we had to wait until the stones were cast into cannons. It has been a while since we came here, but I have not seen a cannon except for the girl."

Looking at Gompatti who couldn't help complaining, Alexander nodded. He remembered that he had promised to get enough artillery for Gompatti before coming. Only after entering Bucharest did he realize that the few artillery in the city were surprisingly rare, which made him feel strange about how the Bucharests defeated Muhammad.

And Gompatti did remind him that looking at the chaos in front of him now, Alexander felt that it would be better to make the worst plan.

"You said that we need cannons."

The sudden appearance of Alexander becoming serious made Gompatti a little strange, but he was still very happy that the adults listened to him, and he immediately sat down and looked at Alexander.

"You go find cannons, whether in my personal or in the name of the coalition, if you need it, you can buy money or exchange things that can be exchanged, but you must collect enough artillery as soon as possible," Alexander walked to the window and looked at the noisy streets outside. "We all know that this attack is dangerous, and if you can't prepare in advance, it may be difficult next."

"Sir, it's a bit too stupid to take the initiative to attack the Ottomans at this time," Gompatti walked to the window and stood side by side with Alexander, looking outside. "Look at them, it's not like an army at all. We can't win by relying on these people."

"In fact, no one expects them to win," Alexander said quietly. "It is not necessarily a good thing that we enter Bucharest. The city is like a cage that traps us tightly inside, and our news has become unfamiliar. I can be sure that the king is making some ideas, but because we don't know what is going on outside, we can't handle what's going on."

"Maybe we shouldn't be here," Gompatti whispered, and then saw Alexander's meaningful look at him, so Gompatti hurriedly said, "But we can definitely find a way to solve these problems, and maybe things will get better next."

Alexander smiled silently. He knew that Gompatti was not complaining but reminding him that it seemed that the excessive attention to Sophia during this period had caused uneasiness among some people in his army.

Gompatti said that he belonged to the Lucrezia faction. As the leader of the officers from Pisa, almost all Pisa officers automatically attributed themselves to the camp of Lucrezia and Estreth, just as the Barria merchant Diego served Rusha without hesitation. At the same time, the Agris also regarded Rusha as their mistress. Now Uriu is also governing Montina's territory by Barrendi. For various reasons, Alexander's subordinates are gradually divided into different factions, and the standard for distinguishing these factions is to see which woman he followed in Alexander.

Sophia seemed a little lonely, but this was not a fact. The Bohemian cavalry in Montina's army were her natural supporters, while the Balkans regarded her as their spiritual symbol.

Thinking of these Alexander, he understood the Bucharestites a little. After all, so many different factions can be divided into his own power, and how could a coalition of all nobles composed entirely of large and small nobles expect them to be able to truly unite?

Thinking about it again, even the Ottomans may not be really a solid part. Thinking about Ashulk's use of the power in his hands to secretly influence the Sudan's decision to make benefits for himself, Alexander felt that he had considered the Ottomans too strong before.

However, this is inevitable. Whether in the eyes of today's people or in the eyes of him who can see the future, the Ottoman Empire is an invincible behemoth. Facing such an enemy, it makes people feel confused and powerless. However, perhaps because of this, Alexander's competitive spirit is faintly aroused.

"Go to find the cannons, the city needs enough artillery to hold on," Alexander ordered.

"But we have seen the city walls, and there are no more artillery on it except the pitiful cannons." Gompatti was a little annoyed. "I really don't know what these people think. You have to know that there are so many copper mines here that can be used to cast a castle."

"It should be, I've read a book before," said Alexander, who stopped here, certainly could not tell Gompatti where he had seen those things, but he vaguely remembered that those records should have been recorded in this era. He thought about it and said to Gompatti, "Go to the monastery, where you might find something."

"Why go to the monastery?" Gompatti asked in surprise. He felt that Alexander was probably a little confused by Sophia. Although Alexander went to see Sophia alone every time, everyone could see that the count was often not in a good mood when he came back. "Will the locals hide the cannons in the monastery?"

"It's not about looking for cannons, it's about clues," Alexander tapped the table with his fingers. "Go to the monastery to look for it, and from those books, I mean, in recent years, you may find something."

Alexander pointed at Gompatti helplessly. He remembered that he had seen records of the defense of Bucharest in some documents, and some of the paintings left a deep impression on him.

Among those colorful and exaggerated religious works, there are many cannons on the top of Bucharest, and the guns sprayed with ruthless flames poured into the Ottoman army outside the city, which were raining barrage.

"There were a lot of artillery used in the Battle of Bucharest," Alexander said affirmatively. "But of course the number may not be as large as you think, but it should not disappoint you. You can even ask those who have participated in that battle. As for where those artillery went, I think you can ask the Patriarch, after all, he had participated in that battle himself."

Gomper looked at Alexander in shock, looking like he didn't know what to do.

"Sir, if I just went to the Patriarch of Bucharest like this, I might be whipped next. Do you know how much he hates Catholics? I heard that he even refused to... "Gopardy pointed to the direction of the castle outside the window and said in a low voice, "The King of Hungary attended the Saturday banquet together because it was contrary to his teachings."

"It seems that you have not wasted all your energy on the girls during this period," Alexander smiled slightly. Of course he knew how ridiculous it was to ask Gompatti to find the Patriarch, and in his memory the books about the battle should be in the famous Bukur Church. "I suggest you do it quickly, and we may soon use those cannons," said Alexander's face slightly sunk, "and maybe we have to rely on those things to save our lives."

Gompatty nodded silently, knowing that Alexander was referring to the fact that if the attack on the Ottomans did not go well, then the days ahead might be difficult.

"As for me, I'm going to find the Patriarch on your behalf," Alexander said while taking the cloak on the back of the chair and putting it on, "I hope you can bring me some good news when it's back, because we have enough bad news now."

Alexander walked out of his residence, a typical Eastern Roman style building located on the banks of the Denbovica River in Bucharest. The sturdy top floor made the house look a bit dull, but Alexander liked the residence where you can look out from the window and see the castle in the city directly.

Alexander's visit was very unexpected to the Patriarch Bucharest. In addition to showing enough politeness to this foreign nobleman from Rome, the Patriarch often chose to be almost ignorant of alienation.

It can be said that if the Patriarch had a more than a hero who wanted to save Bucharest, he was not only a catholic, but also according to legend, the Earl of Montina, who also had a deep relationship with Pope Alexander VI, which made it really difficult for the Patriarch to face the Earl calmly.

However, Alexander's sudden arrival forced the Patriarch to temporarily stop the students who taught him, and came to the side court with doubts to meet Alexander.
Chapter completed!