Isn't there any news from Asia Minor so far? ”

Muhammad looked grimly at the arrows that were all over the ground, and although Muhammad had ordered them to be burned and punished severely for those who looked through the papers, it was clear that some kind of strange atmosphere had spread among the Ottoman army.

Especially after the Imperial people had stuck a small piece of air-dried meat on the arrow stick the next day. The transmission of panic has become irrepressible. Coupled with the fact that the most prestigious Ottoman general, who had repelled the Crusaders in one fell swoop, was captured in front of the Karacha Formation, even if the soldiers could still show loyalty to the Sultan, I am afraid that the combat effectiveness of the troops would have been greatly reduced.

"Lord Sultan, the Venetian fleet cruises day and night near the coast, and I am afraid that even if the reinforcements are willing, it will be difficult to pass through the blockade." Lucaon replied from the side. Due to the Empire's intense siege day and night, the outer city had completely fallen, and Muhammad did not have the time and means to look for evidence of his treason. However, in the end, no matter whether he wins or loses this war, as long as he fails to return to the empire, I am afraid that his life will be greatly threatened, and he must find an opportunity to contact the empire, "My lord, if you wait like this, you will simply sit back and wait!" Now the soldiers are already suffering from hunger, and in a few days, I am afraid that there will be no one who will have the strength to raise their weapons! ”

"So what do you mean? Rush out and fight the Romans to the death? ”

"Your Majesty! We must at least find a way to withdraw to Asia Minor, the Balkans are lost, and we can plan for the future, but if something happens to you, the whole Ottoman Empire will fall apart and become a delicacy for the surrounding countries to divide up! Asia Minor is fertile, and if we continue to operate for a few more years, we will have the capital to return to the Balkans! Rome is still the poor and weak Rome, but the Ottomans must not completely collapse in this battle! "Lucaon is a good guide. He knew that Mehmed II was quite intelligent, but as the supreme ruler of the Ottomans, he was not able to think well about the big picture at this age, and in most cases, the auxiliary ministers were still the ones he had to refer to. Now that Karacha has been captured, he is the man next to Muhammad who is most qualified to speak on military issues.

"Withdrawal from the Balkans? How are we going to come back then? The ancestors were able to cross the sea because of the help of the Genoese, and now the Genoese have been completely driven out of the Aegean Sea, Galata is already in the pocket of the Empire, and our fleet can no longer take advantage of the naval battle, you tell me, how can we come back! ”

"Rest assured, Your Majesty Sultan, the Empire is now able to surround us only because of the goodwill of the Albanian and Hungarian rulers towards Rome. Over time, after the Balkans lose their threat, these countries will quarrel over their interests. When the time comes, we can still win over our allies and form a counterattack. Lycaon then explained, "Lord Sultan, although these scenarios are hypothetical, they are the best outcome we can accept under the current predicament, and now that the situation is irreversible, I will lead the army to cover your withdrawal from Edirne!" You must live! For the Ottomans! ”

"Lycaon, I firmly believe in your loyalty." Muhammad looked at Lykaon meaningfully. In his eyes, Lykaon was not 100% trustworthy for the time being, but Muhammad could not find fault with the fact that he had sacrificed his life to cover his retreat. It's just that Osman has been operating in Edirne for many years, and it is impossible not to leave himself a way back. The three holes of the cunning rabbit are the same for all rulers. It's just that now that they are talking about evacuating and letting those soldiers die, I am afraid that there is a possibility of an army mutiny on the spot, and in order to avoid this situation, there must always be people who take the lead to complete the feat - covering the royal family.

"Lord Sultan, please give me some troops that are still combat-ready, and I will tear a gap in the Roman line to buy time and space for your evacuation! You can rest assured! ”

"Then let's be late at night. Let me see, your dedication to the Ottoman royal family...... Of course, I hope you can live and make peace with me, we have lost Karacha, and there are not so many really powerful generals around us. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty the Sultan!"

After emptying the last vestiges of the royal court, the hunger and panic of all the Ottoman soldiers finally eased somewhat. But in the minds of most veterans, even this Muhammad took out these only remaining court foods, what it meant.

The gates of the inner city slowly opened as the last recruit raised his weapon.

"Soldiers, for the sake of Allah, for the sake of the Sultan, for the sake of the Ottoman Empire, we will no longer build walls to defend ourselves, our enemies are in front of us, charge! Only charge! to survive! to win! ”

Muhammad, in order to maximize his ability to break through the encirclement without being captured, did not even tell anyone about his retreat. Although Lykaon had led an army out of the walls, no one knew the whereabouts of Muhammad, who was the sultan.

Perhaps he was hiding among a group of Sultan's guards, or perhaps he had escaped through a preset secret passage within the royal court. At least for now, the supreme command of the battlefield is back in the hands of Lycaon.

The lines on the faces of the coalition soldiers were already clearly visible, and at this point, Lycaon finally showed a relieved smile.

"For the Empire...... In order to...... Rome ......"

The soldiers rushed forward one after the other, desperately rushing towards the encirclement, but Lycaon turned over and dismounted his horse and unloaded all his equipment and armor.

Seeing this move of their own commander, almost all the Ottoman soldiers around immediately gave up thinking.

"General Lucaon...... What are you? ”

"General, what's wrong with you? We're going to fight our way out! ”

Lucaon smiled and shook his head: "Put down your arms and give up resistance." ”

"General Lucaon, you ......"

"I say, lay down your arms! Give up resistance! ”

The whole mighty charge came to a halt in front of the coalition defenses. The vast majority of the coalition soldiers did not even react.

Of course, the Ottomans still had quite a few soldiers who were unwilling to give up and continued to charge, but were soon knocked to the ground by spears stretched out from behind the shield wall.

"General! Why give up the offense! ”

"Don't worry, we can't attack it!" Lycaon said calmly, "Didn't you notice? The Sultan to whom you are loyal has taken away all his personal guards, and all his elites. He has given us the task of attracting the attention of the enemy, leaving us with the opportunity to die, and he himself is afraid that he will have already escaped. ”

"General! Are you really the traitor who opened the gates for the Romans?! ”

"Traitor?" Lucaon smiled calmly, "When you change your ways, you'll know if I'm a traitor." ”