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The alarm bell rang suddenly on the shore fort of Saidil al-Bashir.

The Ottoman Empire's most elite guards rushed out of their barracks and charged at their shore guns, and the ancient Ottoman bastion was quickly put into battle, with a cast steel rifled cannon purchased at a high price from the Ming Dynasty behind the parapet on the circular tower facing the sea......

"Quick, report to Istanbul!"

The commander of the defending army swallowed with difficulty as he looked at the sea in the distance, and then said in a somewhat dry tone: "The Ming army is coming." ”

Yes, the Ming army is coming.

The Ming Mediterranean fleet came.

On the blue Aegean Sea, the black, yellow and white giant battleships spewed black smoke, one after another appeared on the same blue sky, four ironclad ships were in the center, and twenty cruisers were divided into two wings, just like the cavalry on the battlefield in the cold weapon era, lined up in a huge goose wing formation on the sea, and the bow of the powerful ship raised its muzzle one by one, like a spear in the hands of an ancient knight.

There were no representations.

And also gave the Ottomans any chance.

Sixty-four five-inch guns on the bow of the twenty-four giant warships, when the Ottomans on the fortress could just see the iconic golden dragons in the bow of the ship, they roared almost at the same time like a volcanic eruption, sixty-four blazing flames erupted in a very short time, forming a magnificent fire dragon in the smoke of gunpowder on the sea surface, and then hundreds of pounds, cannonballs filled with wet cotton gunpowder roared, with huge kinetic energy, crashed into the outer wall of the ancient castle like a meteor, and the next moment the flames of the explosion suddenly rose.

The torn fortress towers, along with the artillery above, rose into the sky.

"Fight back, for the sake of the Holy Land!"

The commander of the castle let out a roar of grief and indignation.

In the midst of the meteorite-like rubble, the Ottoman warriors, enraged by the destruction of the Holy Land, bravely launched a counterattack against the Ming army, and the artillery that had also been purchased from the Ming Dynasty roared. The twenty-four-pound steel flowering bullet crashed into the sea, into the shipbuilding steel and steel-faced wrought iron produced by the same steel mill as himself, and then, like a ball hitting the wall, was directly bounced off by the solid steel, and exploded meaninglessly near the battleship. Not to mention the battleship's steel-faced wrought iron armor, even the shipbuilding steel plate of the cruiser cannot penetrate it, and shells of this level can penetrate the wooden plank, and it has to be within a thousand yards to be possible, and it is too impractical to want to penetrate the steel plate more than two thousand yards away. Compared with the power of the Ming artillery shells, the explosive power of black powder is like setting off a large firework, at most it is to create some shrapnel, but the Ming soldiers hiding in the cannon can basically ignore this.

But the shells of the Ming army were like the giant hammers of the gods, easily smashing one castle after another.

And just like that, the battleships at sea continued to shell.

The Ottomans on the shore continued to fight back in vain.

Half an hour later, the castle was in ruins.

This thing is a brick and stone fortress, used to defend against those largest is twenty or thirty pounds of heavy ball shells, the protection ability is worse than the devil turret in World War II, in front of the five-inch cannon that actually weighs ninety-five pounds of piercing bombs, there is no difference from paper paste, you must know that the eight-way bomber devil turret is at most a five-kilogram explosive package, and this shell is filled with fifteen catties of wet cotton gunpowder, and the power of the home-made ammonium nitrate of the eighth road may not be able to catch up with the nitrocellulose of the Ming army!

"This is the Ottomans who abused Europeans like dogs for hundreds of years?"

Xu Shou said disdainfully: "That's it!" ”

"My lord, do you want to move on?"

The officer next to him asked.

"Go on, leave six cruisers to guard the exit of the strait, patrol the channel to prevent it from being blocked by them, and all the remaining warships will enter the Dardanelles, and then bombard all the Ottoman fortresses on both sides of the strait, and sink all the Ottoman ships they encounter, whether they are warships or fishing boats, to the bottom of the sea."

Xu Shou said.

"My lord, shall we give them an explanation?"

The officer asked.

It is true that they have not made any contact with the Ottomans until now, and the whole fleet has been bombarded directly from the south, what he means is not to tell them the reason for the shelling, and what conditions are there to stop, in short, even if they die, they must let the family die clearly.

"Say? Beating them up is the way to go! Negotiation is the job of diplomats, and our job is to beat them and continue to shell until we receive an order to stop shelling! ”

Xu Shou said.

"Obey!"

The officer hurriedly clenched his fists and said.

Immediately after the huge fleet continued to sail in two columns, under the terrified eyes of the surviving Ottoman soldiers on the shore, one after another sailed into the Dardanelles, and then headed north to the Sea of Marmara, the environment of the Turkish Strait was too good for the navy, a sixty-one kilometers long, only a few kilometers wide Dardanelles Strait to protect the south mouth, an equally tens of kilometers long, several kilometers wide Bosphorus Strait to protect the north mouth, and in the middle is a vast inland sea of more than 10,000 square kilometers, Such an environment is simply a godsend for the navy.

Of course, this is a complete nightmare for the attackers, such as the Qiu Fatzi and the British Empire, the blood of 140,000 Allied soldiers in the original history and later generations flowed around this castle that had just been razed by the Ming army.

"Madamn, we should move the base here in the future."

Xu Shou said viciously.

"My subordinates are looking forward to whether the girls here will be more beautiful than the Egyptians!"

The officer under his command, looking at the villages on both sides of the river, especially the Ottomans who had fled in all directions, said yearningly, it was clear that the maidens of Egypt could no longer satisfy him.

"First, your government must restrain the people under its rule to stop all behaviors that hurt the feelings of the Ming people, such as boycotting Ming goods, slandering the reputation of His Majesty the Ming Emperor, and vilifying the image of the Ming Empire. Second, it is necessary to compensate for the losses caused to our merchants by a series of acts of baoli during this period, including their mental damage, especially the compensation for the two Ming merchants who were killed and the mental damage of their families, which totals 30 million dragon yuan. Third, the Ming navy must be compensated for the cost of military operations carried out by the Ming navy in order to protect the Ming people in the Ottoman Empire, which totals 20 million dragon yuan, and the two items add up to 50 million dragon yuan. Fourth, it is necessary to send a prince-level envoy to Daming to formally apologize to the people of Daming for this, and build a monument to the two Ming merchants who were killed......"

Just when the Ming fleet bombarded both sides of the Dardanelles, the Ming envoy to the Ottoman Empire also formally presented an ultimatum to His Majesty the Ottoman Emperor.

"Your Excellency, please come back, we need to discuss this."

Yusuf said with a gloomy face and suppressed anger.

"I hope you can hurry!"

His Excellency bowed to Ahmet III on the throne and said, "Otherwise, I am afraid that our soldiers, who are inflamed by righteous indignation, will be impulsive and cause some completely avoidable losses to your country. ”

Ahmet III's gloomy face bowed slightly, the sun was shining, and his favorite tulips in the surrounding gardens were fragrant, but he was in a terrible mood, and His Majesty the Emperor was really exhausted at this time, and internal and external troubles were destroying his once powerful empire. He was powerless to control the angry temple elders, and the anger caused by the three holy places that had quelled two of the Ming army was forming a frenzy of revenge against the Ming Dynasty in various Ottoman places, even if he was the emperor, he could only retreat in the face of this frenzy.

But he can't afford to mess with Yang Feng!

If you provoke Yang Feng, you will ......

"Your Majesty, the Ming fleet is shelling Sedil Bashir!"

Suddenly, he was awakened by the voice of a minister.

"What?"

Ahmed III was stunned for a moment, and then turned his head to the Ming minister.

"Your Majesty, as I said, our indignant soldiers are very impulsive."

The minister said innocently.

"Your Excellency, impulsiveness is punishable."

Yusuf sneered.

As soon as he finished saying this, the second minister who reported the news ran over and said to Ahmet III with a hint of terror: "Your Majesty, the Ming army has broken through Saidir Bashir, the defenders have been annihilated, and the Ming fleet is sailing to Canakkale!" ”

"Huh?!"

The Ottoman monarchs were all stupid.

"Your Majesty, it is clear that impulsiveness is to be punished, and the impulsiveness of the people of your country is also to be punished."

Minister Daming said with a smile.

"Get out!"

Ahmed III finally broke out.

However, his outburst was of little use, in fact, because of the limitation of the speed of information transmission, it was already the next day, from Sedil Bashir to Istanbul, even fast horses had to run for a day and a night, they were alerted by the beacon fire yesterday that there was an enemy invasion of the strait, but the two groups of messengers sent and escaped from Sedil Bashir took a day and a night to deliver the news of the Ming army's attack and the breach of the castle almost at the same time.

However, one day and one night was enough for the Ming fleet to fight out a hundred-mile-long strait.

As for Canakkale......

"This thing can stop us too?"

Xu Shou looked back behind him with disdain and said.

Behind him, the famous Fort of Sultanniyeh had been reduced to ruins, with the remnants of flames, releasing billowing smoke in the midday sun, like ugly scars on the green fields, and in front of Xu Shou was a narrow sea seven or eight miles wide, through which the strait less than sixty miles long entered the Sea of Marmara, and from here less than four hundred miles to the north was the Ottoman capital Istanbul on the coast.

But what he didn't know was that a huge fleet of more than thirty battleships was also sailing through the northern mouth of the Dardanelles in two columns sixty miles to the north, and the huge bodies of four of the second-class battleships were particularly eye-catching.

This is the Ottoman fleet heading south.

Black Sea Fleet.

They were ordered to go to Sedil al-Bashir to help defend the coastal fort against the invaders.

Of course, they did not know that the Ming fleet had even broken through Canakkale.