CHAPTER SEVENTY-EIGHT-3
Suleyman stood before the war pavilion on the crest of the hill. Ibrahim and Zapolya were at his side. From this vantage point they surveyed three different valleys, all filled with the pavilions and tents of their unrivalled force. Dark clouds skimmed the horizon and a light drizzle began to fall. Content that the Hapsburg militia would be no match for them, they retired to the pavilion to draw up their plans. Suleyman surreptitiously signed to Davud as he entered, the later smiling at the message—bowing in respect before preparing tea. Ibrahim gave the Itchoglan a cursory glance. Zapolya kneeled down on the cushions, unravelling a scroll to show the lie of the land before them. “Our first assault should be on Pest. Buda will capitulate,” Ibrahim stated adamantly. Suleyman and Zapolya mu
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