Constantinople has experienced twenty-four sieges, of which twenty-three huge stone walls have perfectly protected Constantinople. The Turks succeeded last time, and this time the Ming Dynasty is about to succeed.

After the Turks succeeded, the powerful Ottoman Empire emerged. The new empire always stood on the corpse of the old empire. Suleiman II never thought that one day he would become a corpse at the feet of others.

What exactly led to the current crisis?

Suleiman II did not know and had no way of knowing. In his understanding, the Ming people were just a group of barbarians armed with weapons of God and acting recklessly.

In his eyes, those soldiers were not heroic at all. In fact, those Ming soldiers were a little weak in his eyes. If they were torn apart in battle, he believed that the Ottoman warriors under his command could defeat those soldiers with a single charge.

people.

But those people have weapons that are like gods. After those weapons make a loud noise, they pour out steel. The warriors of the Ottoman Empire, no matter how sophisticated the armor they wear or how fast they ride on their horses.

After that loud noise, they all fell to the ground and became a broken corpse.

There is no way to defeat them, distance is always painful. They can always shoot their own warriors accurately from a distance.

Suleiman II had no way to deal with everything in front of him. If the Ming Dynasty wanted to attack, they would be able to attack the Dopkapi Palace tomorrow, but it was obvious that the Ming Dynasty was not prepared to do that.

What are they going to do?

Suleiman II could not guess it, and neither could Ahmed, who was known as the wise man. No one could guess it, maybe only the true God knew.

It is a pity that the true God turned his back on Suleiman II. He did not tell His Majesty the Ottoman Sultan what was about to happen.

The true God betrayed Suleiman II, but the loyal and brave soldiers of the Ottoman Empire did not abandon him. Knowing that his monarch was surrounded, Suleiman Drimmel immediately assembled the border troops against the Hungarians and Slavs, as well as Sofia

and the army of Sacenita, attacking Constantinople from the west.

As a royal, he would never watch the Ottoman Empire collapse at its peak.

A total of 200,000 troops, this is all the troops Suleiman Drimel could raise.

Li Xiao was riding on the airship and looked at the black army of Turks. There were so many people that they looked like a dense group of ants from the sky.

They covered the ground, as if they were spreading to the end of the sky. The troops formed square formations one after another, marching neatly under the command of the officers.

A cart driven by several oxen pulled a huge artillery piece. The caliber was unknown, but seeing that so many oxen were needed, Li Xiao guessed that the weight must be very heavy.

I don't know how far such a heavy artillery can hit. Li Xiao only knows that this is a good target for the Ming howitzer. With the sighting airship, ground artillery can easily destroy these artillery.

As for the soldiers, Li Xiao didn't pay attention at all.

Most of the soldiers were holding swords, or weapons such as spears and axes. Some of the cool guys were holding something as tired as a meteor hammer in their hands. They didn't know how to play with it.

There were only a few soldiers? They had guns on their shoulders. It looked like they were muskets loaded in the front. They were probably as powerful as matchlock guns made in Japan!

"Brother? Are you ordering an attack?" Li Hu felt itchy when he saw such a huge army.

"Offensive is not our business? Let Ao Ye command this battle. It is very likely that this will be the last large-scale battle of the Ming Dynasty. For a long time in the future? No country will want to fight against the Ming Dynasty." Li Xiao put down his telescope.

, this kind of battle really has no beginning.

In other words, this kind of war is not a war, but a unilateral massacre. Li Xiao just wants to be a spectator and watch this thrilling battle between the Ming Dynasty and the Ottoman Empire from the perspective of God.

"Oh" Li Hu was a little unhappy. He could also command a battle of this scale. But thinking about it, these are all veterans of the First Division? Li Hu gave up the idea.

No words from Li Xiao or Master Ao? No one takes him seriously. No one listens to him!

This is where Li Hu became discouraged. His eldest brother gave him a chance to prove himself, but in the end he still messed up. Perhaps, he is really just a group leader at best.

The sun rose, and countless Turks knelt on the ground to worship the rising sun.

It is rare to see such a spectacle on the battlefield. Countless people are facing the direction of the sun, putting down their weapons and worshiping devoutly. Could it be said that they are not afraid of the other party attacking at this time?

I really don’t understand their mentality? Is this religious piety or just stupidity?

"Can we launch an attack?" Even Li Hu thought? If he didn't launch an attack at this time, he would definitely be sorry for himself.

"Don't worry about it? This is Master Ao's business. Just watch it!" Li Xiao didn't believe it? Master Ao could let go of such a good opportunity.

Sure enough, just as the Ottomans were worshiping the sun, the sound of artillery sounded from the Ming army's position. Amidst the rumbling sound of artillery, Li Xiao saw bursts of gunpowder smoke rising from the Ottoman army's formation, and columns of smoke rising into the sky.

A large area.

Li Xiao felt that there were definitely heavy casualties in that area.

The shelling almost always hits the crowd, causing maximum damage with the minimum loss. There is no way, facing such a dense enemy force, it is more difficult for the shells to miss people than to hit them.

The Ottomans suffered heavy casualties and were also furious.

Suleiman Drimel drew out his sword angrily: "You actually launched an attack while we were worshiping. Young people don't have martial ethics. Damn it, I will destroy you on behalf of the true God."

Li Xiao was very happy to see it. From his perspective, the Ottoman soldiers on the ground were like dark clouds pressing towards the Ming Dynasty's position.

This is how a large corps of cold weapons fights. Everyone swarms in, showing no regard for martial ethics. You have no objection to the group fight.

From Li Xiao's perspective, the soldiers of the Ottoman Empire seemed like angry waves on the ocean. The Ming army's front line looked like tourists surfing on the beach.

The distance between the two sides was shrinking rapidly, or it could be said that the Ottoman soldiers were attacking too fast. The galloping cavalry, carrying streams of smoke and dust, pierced the Ming army formation like sharp swords.

They had defeated the enemy's army in this way before, and no matter whether it was the Hungarians, the Slavs, or the Italians, they reaped no benefits from their hands.
Chapter completed!