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Chapter 1085 Slave's Revenge

Seize the Turks' fort?

This is simply a day-to-day talk.

Anyone who has a little bit of military knowledge knows how difficult it is to attack the city. Besides, it is a Turkish fortress, which is a bastion fortress!

Is it possible?

At the beginning, Li Sankuan also felt it was impossible. But soon the other party's answer made him realize that this seemed to be an opportunity.

On the way from the beach to the Yusqudar Fort, a huge team was walking there.

This caused most people to be shirtless, both white and black, and it was obviously a group of slaves.

"...According to the Turkish law, if a slave is separated from his master, he must take the initiative to indicate his identity to the government and wait for his master to claim it. Otherwise, anyone who captures us can become our masters, and if he is captured by the government, he will be castrated."

This is the Ottoman law. Even if you get separated from your master, you have to take the initiative to surrender to the government. And who are the masters of these paddling slaves?

In the past, they were naturally ship owners, but now they are of course the army. As for the Turkish army in the fort, they are of course their masters.

Everything was natural, so groups of paddling slaves went looking for their master in a mighty manner.

"Sir, the Yusqudar Fort usually has less than two thousand defenders, half of which are slaves. They are not the "Jenicherri Legion", but slaves like us, who may be captured on the battlefield, or Slavs sold by the Crimeans, or slaves who tribute to Barbary pirates. In the fort, any Turk, even black slave soldiers, can beat them at will..."

The so-called "black slave soldiers" are the "legions" of Pasha in North Africa. They are similar to the "Jenicheri Legion" of the Sultan, but unlike the Sudan's "blood tribute" in the conquered Balkan Slav families, the black slave soldiers were slaves plundered by Moorish slave traders in North Africa from the black tribes of southern Sahara. The Pashas will select some of the strongest boys from them, train them for military training, use them as guards, and of course they will also pay tribute to the Sultan as tribute. Although they have the lowest status in the Turkish army, they are definitely far superior to real slaves.

"One thousand people, not many..."

Li Sankuan thought in his heart. He looked at the fort in front of him. Now, the Turks must be on the fort. As long as they can get into the fort, they will almost be unprepared to attack them.

"Zhou Hao, after you go in, you will lead your brothers to throw the moor bottle."

"Li Yunyang, you and Zhao Chuan lead these people to snatch weapons..."

Although there were nearly 4,000 slaves like Jack, in Li Sankuan's opinion, they were themselves who were truly reliable. In addition to him and the brothers who fell into the water, there were more than 100 brothers on more than twenty other ships.

They have few people and only weapons, but only forty-nine six-shot revolver guns, and forty-eight naval short rifles, which are the weapons in the small boat survival box. There are also more than one hundred molten bottles.

It is impossible to use these weapons to attack the turret, but if you attack sneakily... at least you can catch the opponent off guard!

More than an hour later, thousands of people finally arrived outside the fort. It seemed that the people in the fort were most prepared for their arrival. A arrogant Turk came to their side without even asking about their identity. Just look at the scars on their bodies, you will know that they are just group of slashing slaves.

"You are here just in time, and now the fort is in need of manpower."

The Turks riding on the horse did not even take a look at them and led them into the fort. After entering the fort, Li Sankuan and the others noticed that there were only a dozen heavy artillery on the fort, and where were the other cannons?

Before he could observe carefully, he was driven to work by the Turks. The so-called work was actually to carry shells and gunpowder from the arsenal to the carriage. What surprised him even more was that the Turks actually selected more than a thousand people from the paddling slaves and sent them weapons, the so-called weapons were scimitars and spears, and Jack was among them. This was simply a pillow for people to send them to sleep.

While they were busy, Jack, holding a spear, walked to Li Sankuan and whispered.

"Sir, the battery is empty now,"

"What? Empty?"

"Yes, I heard from the Turijeni, the Turkish man that the defenders of the fort received orders to remove all the movable cannons and take them to reinforce the Dardanelles."

"Oh no!"

They want to cut off the fleet's backbone!

"Where is in the fort?"

"There are only more than one hundred defenders left, so he needs our help to guard the fort."

No wonder I found that there were very few defenders since I came in!

Thinking of the weapons stored in the arsenal, Li Sankuan thought for a while and then said softly.

"You send the order and wait for my signal to take action together."

Then Li Sankuan quietly gave the order to his nearby brothers. He stared at the Turkish officer named Durieni, winked at the brothers beside him. Everyone pretended to work and surrounded him one after another.

There was a group of slaves who were protected by them before, but when Li Sankuan and the others gathered together, they found that there were a few more Tatar-like slaves around them, and Durieni couldn't help but wonder.

"You are..."

"kill!"

He raised his hand and shot Durieni to death, and then shot a soldier beside him. Then his brothers either raised his hand and let go or slashed around him.

Because they were very close to each other, the Turks did not react at all in a hurry.

What's wrong?

Chinese?

Durieni, who was shot in the chest, fell down and his mind was filled with doubts. He couldn't even figure out when the Chinese had logged in until he died.

How can I log in?

Aren't they fighting wars with the fleet at sea?

There seems to be a sound of cannons coming over there?

Why didn't they go to fight with the fleet and even risked to grab the fort?

This really doesn't make sense!

Just as Li Sankuan took action, Jack also cut over the Turks around him and then slashed his sword to kill a black slave soldier.

At this moment, there were angry roars everywhere in the fort. The former slaves suddenly turned into a group of evil wolves. When the weapons stabbed the Turks to death with one shot, the unarmed people would use their boxers to desperately hit the struggled Turks or black slave soldiers.

As they punched and kicked, the people soon died.

After killing two Turks in a row, Jack, who was inexplicably excited, felt as if something had awakened in his heart.

He is a human, not a slave! But he was turned into a slave by the Turks, even worse than a slave, because he was the lowest-level paddling slave!

Kill, kill, kill, all Turks should be killed!

Soon, a bunch of Turks lay on the ground, and there were always people who were not dead yet. Anyone who was still moving could not escape the punches and kicks of the slaves.
Chapter completed!
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