The Eagle of Eastern Europe

"Your Majesty, the German envoys have arrived!"

"Please let them in."

In addition to the emperor, there were also ministers such as the prime minister and some nobles in the palace. Prince Alexander and Theodore also came. This was the first time they saw envoys from other countries.

"Meet the Emperor of Rome. King Sigismund has sent you a gift."

The boxes behind Navalny were opened, and they were all gold coins.

"Thank you for the gift from King Sigismund. The friendship between the two countries will surely last forever."

Alexander looked at each other curiously. Different clothes, different accents, and the Sigismund he mentioned, all came from the country west of Rome.

"I wonder how my friend Sigismund is doing recently?" Peter asked.

"The king is doing well. Thank you for your concern, His Majesty."

Peter knew that Sigismund was just holding on, and there was still some time before the first payment. Now he hurried here, it must be for Bohemia.

Navalny actually came with this mission. If it was just the Berlin Alliance and the Hussite soldiers, Sigismund could still be stable, but if Rome was defeated, he would have no hope at all. Bohemia was his lifeline to maintain his power, and among all diplomatic relations, the relationship with Rome was particularly important.

But now it seems that the Roman emperor has no intention of sending troops, otherwise he would have mentioned the matter of Bohemia long ago.

"I heard that Sigismund is in some trouble. Do you want the empire to help him solve it?"

"Thank you for your kindness, your Majesty. The king will handle it all himself."

How can you not say that? If you come to help, I'm afraid you won't ask for something else, either land, money, or the title of German king.

"Then bless him."

After giving Sigismund his verbal blessing, Peter no longer cared about Bohemia. After all, these things had to be solved by the locals.

At this time in Syria, Wojcick had led his army to surround the Jewish army. After the previous tossing, the Jews successfully ruined their reputation (although it was not very good before). No one sold them food, and they had no other business except business. Gypsies were also versatile compared to them.

But Idlib, which they occupied, was located in the fertile basin between Aleppo and Latakia, and it could still be maintained if they engaged in agriculture. So Wojcick decided to fight quickly.

Wojcick built a siege, with Aleppo and Latakia as the fulcrum, and gradually advanced to surround the Jews in Idlib.

These Jews would not sit idly by. They killed the residents who could not escape as rations, preparing to make a last gamble with them.

But they were not the Jews of the Roman Empire. At that time, they still had hundreds of thousands of soldiers and a certain base. Now they only have the land they robbed and at most 10,000 soldiers. After being driven out of Jerusalem by Hadrian, they were scattered all over the world. But they have a belief to return to the promised land and rebuild their country.

These people have been fighting with Christians since the Crusades. They have fought for hundreds of years and killed many people, but they can rely on the two major religious forces to maintain their strength. But now, the situation in West Asia does not allow them to continue like this. If they fail, they will die. The plan to restore the country is a one-shot deal.

The Jews did not choose to hold on, but placed all their troops in front of Idlib City, ready to make a final bet with the enemy. The rabbi blessed them, declaring that everyone had the power of King David and the wisdom of Solomon, and could go to fight the enemy.

At this time, they were convinced that they were omnipotent. As long as they defeated the enemy, they could establish their own Jewish state. (Don't think that Zionism only appeared in the 19th century. There were already signs in the Middle Ages, and the more accurate term should be Zionism.)

"Warriors! The aliens are over there. For the restoration of the country! Everyone follow me and kill them all! Kill!"

"For the tribe! Kill all the aliens! Kill them all!"

"Ahh... Kill!"

For a while, the shouting and killing sounded, and all the people waving various weapons in their hands, shouting and shouting, making strange and indescribable sounds, like a tide, rushed towards the Roman army.

"A mob!" Woick looked coldly at the Jews who were charging. Not only were they few in number, but they were also weak in combat effectiveness. Although they were brave, they had no rules in fighting. They just gathered all their strength and charged directly. Did they think they could win the war?

The other side waved the machete in their hands, and the wind whistled in their ears. Seeing the Roman soldiers in front getting closer and closer, they felt their blood boiling, as if they were about to jump out of their bodies. King David will bless them, and King Solomon will bless them too.

Just as they were thinking about rushing to the enemy immediately and completely solving the opponent, suddenly a series of thunder-like sounds came from the front, and with the sound, there were also bursts of white smoke rising from the Roman formation.

Before the Jews could react to what was going on, they only felt a sharp wind whistling past him, and this wind was like a shot arrow, and at the same time, there were bursts of screams around him.

Without any warning, hundreds of Jewish soldiers fell down in an instant, and some of them didn't even have their bodies, leaving only blood rain and flesh mud.

"What happened? What happened? Some people were stunned. For a moment they didn't understand what happened. Before they could react, the sound of artillery began again, and the scene that happened just now continued to appear. And this time, with the clear sound of artillery.

"Artillery ready...fire! "

Accompanied by the roar of artillery, another large group of people fell down. Coupled with the extremely bloody and tragic scene, the Jews who had never experienced this panicked all of a sudden.

At this time, the Roman army was not idle either. At this moment, the musketeers who had been prepared for a long time also began to shoot, firing rows of muskets at the people in front of them, and the artillery continued to fire again to cause casualties to the other side.

The entire battlefield was in chaos, with horses and people running around. Some Jewish cavalrymen had been thrown to the ground by their own horses and trampled by horses. These people were trampled to death by countless horses before they could even shout. There were exclamations and screams of Jews and horses everywhere, accompanied by the sound of artillery and gunfire from the continuous Roman attacks.

When the shells swept across with a sharp whistle, everything in its way was destroyed alive, and what was left was only the broken limbs and bodies that could no longer be seen in their original state and the extremely bloody ground.