My father Zhu Gaoxu

Chapter 921 The Lord of ZTE?

"Greetings to Your Highness!"

At the Scutari Port, Mufas stepped forward quickly and saluted Zhu Zhanhe solemnly.

After not seeing each other for a few years, Mufasbi looked a little older at first, and even a few gray hairs appeared on his temples. It was obvious that his life had not been going well in the past few years.

In fact, this is also Mufas's own fault. He almost took over the Asian region of the Ottomans and proclaimed himself the sultan. Because his territories are all south of the Black Sea Strait, it is also called South Ottoman. Correspondingly, the northern part of the strait is called Northern Ottoman.

But Mufas himself was so proud and complacent that he was later defeated by Murad II's reinforcements. Although it took several years to finally wipe out Murad II's army, Mufas himself was also very energetic. Hurt, the prestige established before was also lost in one fell swoop.

Therefore, under this situation, some nobles who had already taken refuge with Mufas also supported their own troops and violated Mufas's orders. Some even bypassed Mufas and expressed their loyalty to the big man directly.

It can be said that although Mufas is the sultan of the current South Ottoman on the surface, the area he can actually control is only about half of the South Ottoman. The remaining half of the area is only under the control of Mufas in name. Everyone is doing their own thing.

Of course, in the past few years, Mufas has also thought about expanding his influence and strengthening his local rule. He even did not hesitate to use troops against local nobles for this purpose. However, the results were not satisfactory, and sometimes the troops were even unfavorable, and in the end he could only be disappointed. fled back to Bursa.

"No need to be polite, I haven't seen you for a few years, Mufas, you have changed a lot!"

Zhu Zhanhe couldn't help but sigh when he looked at Mufas' old appearance.

"His Royal Highness is still as charming as ever. Compared with you, I am indeed old!"

Mufas said again very respectfully.

"You also need to take care of yourself. According to the news I got, your eldest brother is not in good health recently. He probably won't last a few more years."

Zhu Zhanhe sighed, and then told the other party an important piece of information.

Murad II was not too old, but years of fighting had left him in poor physical condition. In addition, when the country was at its peak, he suffered a heavy blow from the Han Dynasty, which caused the Ottoman Empire to be split into two, and even Europe Less than half of the territory was lost.

This blow was not only mental, but also had a huge impact on Murad II's body.

Zhu Zhanhe also received the news on the way back from the Strait of Gibraltar that Murad II had recently become seriously ill. Although he finally got over it, his physical condition was even worse and he probably wouldn't be able to survive for long.

"Really, he's really sick?"

Mufas's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he immediately asked excitedly.

Although Mufas has not even secured the territory in Asia, as soon as Murad II dies, his opportunity will come. At that time, he only needs to take the opportunity to send troops to kill those nobles who secretly interact with Murad II. With one, he can quickly accumulate reputation. Even if he sends troops across the Black Sea Strait and fights directly to European territory, he only needs to win a few battles to re-establish his collapsed reputation.

As long as he has reputation and the support of the big man behind him, Mufas will have the confidence to expand his strength, and it is not impossible to even destroy the Northern Ottomans.

"This news is very reliable. Murad II was very ill before. He lay in bed for more than ten days before he could get out of bed. But even after getting out of bed, his body is not as good as before. Now he can't even ride a horse, let alone He said he went to the battlefield in person."

Zhu Zhanhe added patiently. "Great, really great. Although we are enemies, I have to admit that Murad is an amazing military genius. If I meet him head-on on the battlefield, I have almost no confidence in winning, but as long as I Once he dies and his son is underage, I can take advantage of the opportunity to go to Europe and unify the Ottomans again!"

Mufas waved his fist excitedly.

Although Murad II is his biological brother, years of hostility have long since worn away the few fraternal bonds between them, and now they all wish that the other would die in front of them.

"I will ask people to pay attention to Murad II's health. As soon as he dies, I will send someone to notify you immediately. What are you going to do then? How do you need us to help you?"

Zhu Zhanhe asked proactively.

"Thank you, Your Highness. I need Your Highness to help us cross the strait and help us land in Europe!"

Mufas replied excitedly.

"Are you sure? With your current strength, it is not a wise choice to directly attack Europe. I think it is more realistic for you to take the opportunity to clean up the opposition forces in Southern Ottoman and strengthen your local rule."

Zhu Zhanhe frowned, and then spoke to persuade.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness. Although there are some troublesome miscellaneous fish in the Southern Ottoman Empire, they do not pose much threat to me. As long as I can attack Europe and win a few more battles, I will definitely be able to increase my prestige. The nobles will definitely see the situation clearly and will naturally show their loyalty to me one after another!"

Mufas looked excited and paused before continuing.

"So I feel that instead of wasting energy on those trash fish, it is better to get to the point, and this point is the Northern Ottomans. Even if I can capture Adrianople, the entire Ottomans will welcome me as Sultan!"

If Mufas' words are analyzed carefully, they are actually quite reasonable. If he can really hit the target and defeat the Northern Ottomans, it will indeed be possible to unify the Ottomans in a short time. By then, those local nobles who have been working in secret will definitely compete. Show loyalty.

But the premise is that Mufas has enough strength to at least have the upper hand in the early stages of the war and defeat the Northern Ottoman army. Otherwise, everything is empty talk, and Mufas may even lead to his own destruction.

Zhu Zhanhe was not very optimistic about Mufas's plan, because he believed that with Murad II's shrewdness and his understanding of Mufas, he would definitely make some arrangements before his death.

Under such circumstances, it may not be easy for Mufas to defeat the Northern Ottoman army in a short time.

"Okay, I can promise you that you will prepare early during this period, and I will send the navy to help you land!"

But Zhu Zhanhe said nothing, and instead readily agreed to Mufas' request.

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

Mufas didn't think much about it at all. Instead, he excitedly thanked Zhu Zhanhe again, and then stood up to leave. He wanted to go back as soon as possible to prepare for his future cross-sea landing in Europe. If everything goes well, he might be able to become Ottoman's Lord of ZTE.

(End of this chapter)