On the mountainside, the red flag was unfurled, and the soldiers of the new division of Taixi Daming, regardless of skin color and armed with rifles, were chasing the remnants of the enemy. And piles of Ottoman soldiers, with their heads in their hands, were guarded and began their careers as captives.

In the sky after the rain, there was a crisp winter wind, blowing the snow-white Confucian shirt that Ding Yi had just changed on, teaching him not to look like a stubborn emperor who led the army at all. So much so that Bayezet couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Great teacher, you have too many skills that make people jealous; What's even more frustrating is your demeanor. ”

"Thanks for the compliment, but I have to warn you that this doesn't make the ransom any less, my student." Ding Yi said to him with a smile.

So Bayezet's face became even more bitter: "Okay, teacher, how can I redeem myself?" ”

"Back in Constantinople, can you still control the Ottomans? To tell me the truth, for the sake of you not being in arrears of tuition for so many years, just like your brother Jem, I will arrange a suitable job for you according to your ability. Ding Yi spread out his hand as he spoke, with a certain joking expression on his face, "Guaranteed employment rate." Yes, I think the employment rate of students should be guaranteed. ”

Bayezid didn't quite understand what Ding Yi meant, but he didn't dare to deceive Ding Yi, not because Ding Yi showed a domineering spirit, nor because Bayezet was convinced. But just now, he and Shi Pu could have escaped, an army of 100,000, even if they collapsed, it was not impossible to escape with thousands of elite cronies.

But he was not able to escape, because from the Battle of Smyrna, Ding Yi sent several special operations teams. It has been lurking in the Ottoman army. There is absolutely no way they will let go of such an opportunity, when the army collapses. Before Bayezid could give any orders, several special teams immediately took down Bayezid, Shi Pu, and the Ottoman ministers who accompanied the army.

Bayezet didn't know how many people he was close to. It was a spy sent by Ding Yi. So he didn't dare to say big things, lest he be stabbed and self-defeating. In all fairness, Bayezid's level is very good, both in internal affairs and in military affairs, and he should be said to have done a good job in the Ottoman Empire's caliphate, but unfortunately, he met Ding Yi.

He thought about it for a long time. During this period, two battalions had already returned, and at least more than two thousand prisoners had been captured.

"If the news of the defeat comes back to me, or if Istanbul receives the news but can't confirm it, I can still control the Ottomans." Istanbul is Constantinople, and Bayezet's answer was well thought out, and then he said to Ding Yi, "If the news of the defeat is confirmed, then the teacher will be able to do so within ten days." Send me to Brusari, and I'll still have control over Osman. If it takes longer, I'm afraid I'll have to get to Adriaple by sea, and then gather the army to Istanbul. ”

Ding Yi listened and nodded. But the short beard that stroked his chin also pondered for a long time without speaking.

A group of messengers rode up and galloped in, and they were the messengers who had a regular daily correspondence with Smyrna. Every day Smyrna sends out such a group of messengers; Ding Yi would also send a team of messengers, although it was impossible to arrive that day. But if one day it turns out that Ding Yi's side has not sent a messenger, Smyrna will know that something is wrong. And vice versa.

In addition to some official documents, the messenger also brought Ding Yi a letter home.

This is a letter from home that makes Ding Yi ecstatic.

After reading it, he threw it directly to Cao Jixiang, and then said to Bayezet: "Choose a hundred people to be escorts and go back to Constantine." In the city over there, I will send someone to hand over the city, and I will not allow the evacuation of the residents of the city in advance. Let the territory to the east of the Ottomans be bounded by Constantine; Where the western border is, it is up to you. ”

"For the time being, Constantine will lend it to you, and after ten years, I will send someone to retrieve it."

"War reparations, according to Venice, eight million taels of silver."

"Let's go, I'm having a good day, before I change my mind, let's leave." Ding Yi smiled and waved at Bayezet.

Bayezet was really the embryo of a male lord, and he did not hold his head and run away, but arched his hand to Ding Yi according to the etiquette of the Ming people and asked, "My great teacher, should we draft a treaty?" And what can make the teacher so happy, can the students ask what it is? ”

"Lao Cao, tell him." Just saw that Wen Fat Man was leading and talking about the war with a few battalion commanders with a cheap smile, Ding Yi gave such an order to Cao Jixiang, but he walked over to Wen Fatty. Whether it is confinement or confinement, or Tan Feng's prosecution at that time, this is the consequence. The important thing is that two or three thousand black soldiers were abandoned by Wen Fat Man on the battlefield like this, there has to be a saying for this, if you let Wen Fat Man brag there, it will become a habit in the future, and that will be a big trouble.

Cao Jixiang walked over and said to Bayezet: "Well, as the king of a country, don't you know any etiquette? What a prince of Diyi! The queen mother, Xiao Guifei, are all happy! ”

This is definitely a happy event for Ding Yi and for the Ximing Empire.

It doesn't matter if it's a girl, for more than ten years, in the army under Ding Yi, in the past ten years, female officers have continued to emerge, and Ding Ruyu is even out of the Anxi Metropolitan Governor's Mansion. As long as it is Ding Yi's bloodline, even if it is a girl, it is definitely not impossible to be established as the empress!

After hearing this, Bayezet said to Cao Jixiang: "I want to say hello to the teacher, I don't know if I can have such an honor?" ”

Ding Yi was actually less than ten meters away from him, but Bayezet was very cautious and came according to etiquette.

Listening to Cao Jixiang's report, Ding Yi reprimanded the fat man: "If I hear you show off your abandonment of black soldiers in the army, whether you are triumphant or pretending to be heartbroken, you are finished, and you will never think about leading troops in the future!" Honestly go to the cooking class to be the class leader! ”

The fat man shrank his head, lowered his head and didn't dare to speak. Ding Yi snorted coldly and turned around and walked over to Bayezet.

"Congratulations, teacher." Bayezet saluted honestly.

Ding Yi didn't embarrass him, and raised his hand as a salute: "Let's go." ”

"Teacher, students just leave? Don't leave any vouchers? Bayezet couldn't help but ask again.

It's not that he has a preference for being abused, but just let him go, and he doesn't have to make a contract, and he doesn't have to take him hostage, he really doesn't dare to go, I'm worried that if he leaves, Ding Yi will send someone to kill him! A hundred people, what is the use of a hundred people? He led an army of 100,000 troops, set up an ambush, avoided the coastline, and attacked specifically in this winter rainy season, what was the result? So with a hundred people, he didn't think that Ding Yi really turned his hand over, and he could make any waves.

Therefore, Bayezet still hopes to sign a treaty, so he feels a little more confident.

"Don't be that troublesome." Ding Yi shook his head and reached out to pat the student's shoulder, "I have always trusted my students. ”

"Of course, you can live up to my trust, then I will be a little troublesome, I have to send someone to get it, and your seniors and senior sisters, their temperament is not very good, or they are a little greedy, I am afraid that when the time comes, you will not be very happy." People who fail to live up to my trust are usually not too happy. ”

Bayezet smiled bitterly and saluted: "Yes, the student wrote it down." ”

He finally understood what Ding Yi meant, and the other party didn't care about Bayezette's careful thinking at all.

"I was able to get out this time because the living Ottoman Caliph was more beneficial to my great teacher." After leaving, Bayezid stopped the praise of his subordinates and said with a wry smile, "The teacher wants me to play the role of the whip of God, and if I am not up to the task, then Uthman will probably soon be replaced by a caliph." ”

"Who will be the caliphate? Maybe it's Jem, maybe someone else, who knows? ”

Bayezet's smile was bitter: "You hurry up and go to Istanbul, prepare the gold and silver, yes, organize the transportation of people to Brusa, do you want my seniors and seniors to go to Istanbul in person to ask for it?" In that case, they are bound to have more, and we can only bear it, bear it. ”

"Before you have the strength to resist, let's play the role of God's Whip first."

This was Bayezet's decision. The whip of God was because Ding Yi told him that the border of the Ottomans was Constantine to the east, that is, he was not allowed to cross Constantine. But he could expand westward, westward, to invade the Christian nations, to annex their territories: "It is better than to fight the army of the Tessian Daming, I am the Ottoman caliph, not a reckless man who cannot hold his breath." ”

If Ding heard Bayezet's words, he would have changed his mind.

However, when he returned to Smyrna, he had no time to think about his country, for he was not only an emperor, but also a husband, so he had to visit his pregnant wives; And he is also a father, so when he sits down, he also has to take his son into his arms and make fun.

"I want a pony, my father, and I should write to Egypt and ask my mother for it; Or do you want to ask the eldest brother to do it for me? Hugged by Ding Yi in his arms, Jian Kun, who was about six years old, bit a sugar gourd, and asked Ding Yi very seriously. He called Morena his mother, and Liu Yiyi called his mother, so he wrote a letter to Egypt.

Ding Yi was stunned by this question, he didn't expect that such a young child would already touch on such a problem.

Where is this asking about ponies? This question is whether Li Dongyang is more trustworthy than the female pharaoh of Egypt and the biological mother of this child!

"You're only six years old." Ding Yi picked him up again, pricked his pink face with his beard, and made the child giggle.

But when Ding Yi stopped playing with him, he said to Ding Yi: "Father, the child is already six years old. (To be continued......)