Adana is located on the main road connecting the eastern and western provinces of the Ottoman Empire, and it is needless to say that it is prosperous. With a population of more than 700,000, it was considered a large city in the Ottoman Empire.

When the soldiers stormed Adana, they saw an apocalyptic scene. What can barely be called a road is littered with broken bricks and all kinds of human remains.

The buildings were all black, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of gunsmoke. Not to mention pedestrians, you can't even see things that move.

The biggest threat to the commandos is none other than the garbage on the road. Because those things will stumble on their feet crookedly, and they will be sloppy.

In this kind of place, crows don't want to fall. They hissed and circled in the sky, letting out a wail of death.

The course of the battle was more like a march, and the Aka rifle did not have a chance to fire at all.

After the shelling was over, Adana's defenders were dispersed. They threw away weapons, threw away armor, and even threw away bags of dry food.

They didn't want anything but to stay away from Adana, the land of the dead. If you say that at the time of the first shelling, many people were still confused. During the second shelling, the heavy casualties seriously stimulated their nerves.

The Turks were also a valiant and warlike people, but they had never fought such a battle. Those things that fall from the sky and smash into the ground will make a huge explosion. The orange flames engulfed everything, and people dozens of meters away would be shocked to death.

There was a rain of blood in the sky, dripping on people's faces, hands, and clothes. From time to time, human hands, human heads, human arms, human thighs, and human buttocks fall from the sky, and people running on the street will be hit by a hanging yard.

They saw the woman running through the street like crazy, but she had no clothes on her. If this were a normal time, these women would be stoned to death, but now no one cares about them.

There was a patriarch in the team that escaped, and he didn't say anything, and others naturally didn't care.

The commandos of the Marine Corps, with almost no effort, captured the entire city of Adana. Standing on the remnants of the city wall, you can see black dots on the land in the distance, fleeing in the direction of Ankara.

Of course, there were also people who fled in the direction of Antioch. It was a family with relatives in the Eastern Province!

The commandos just stared blankly? Someone who chased someone on two or three legs for two or three hours? It's more difficult. Or take the city and become a little more practical.

As for those who fled? Someone will pick them up.

Tiepu Sultan never dreamed of it? One day, he will take a huge ship and come to the distant land of the Turks to fight. But is this big ship really powerful? His own 3,000 men and two ships can fit it.

Getting out of port, he set off immediately.

The enemy has been on the run for half a day? There is a lot of road to rush. Now Tiep Sultan is very rich? The marshal recruited enough horses for him in India. Now the three thousand cavalry under his command each had two horses, one carrying men and one carrying equipment.

Too rich? Not only are dry food and water readily available? There's also that kind of canned food called lunch or something. It tastes good, and each person has an Indian-made rifle. The bullets were 200 rounds per person, as well as grenades.

When I was training in Egypt, I was very generous, and the bullets were fired casually. The cavalrymen, who had never used a firearm before, quickly fell in love with this weapon that could shoot from a distance.

Relative to the bow and arrow? The gun is much stronger.

With rifles and sabers on their backs, Tep Sultan waved his hand and 3,000 cavalry chased down in the direction of Ankara. In the order he was given? Kill everyone you see.

But the opponent is the elderly, the child? Women or deserters, as long as they are able to move? It's about turning them into immovable corpses.

Although it would tarnish the reputation of the samurai? Tiepu Sultan had no doubts. Because he knows? If Li Xiao's orders are not respected, they will become corpses.

If you want to survive, you have to prove that you are useful. Being able to make the Li family's knife is also a useful performance.

They are not without support, their support is in heaven. Or rather, there are always eyes in the heavens watching them. If they don't do it well, those people will tell them with a frenzy of strafing that it's not right.

No one has a chance to make amends, because no one can survive that kind of crazy strafing.

On the other hand, Li Xiao began to attack Constantinople.

"Let's see the power of the cannon, two hundred silver coins for a fucking shot, that's throwing money." Ao Ye held a telescope and stood on the airship waiting to see the most expensive fireworks display. The 460mm cannon was fired, and Ao Ye was also seeing it for the first time.

"Tom!" A cannon sound shook the heavens and the earth, and Ao Ye felt that the airship was shaking. The hand holding the telescope shook unconsciously, but Ao Ye quickly stood firm and aimed at the gray-white boulder walls of Constantinople.

"Boom!" A huge pillar of smoke rose into the air on the city wall, and Ao Ye clearly saw that a stone of the same size as himself was flying as high as himself.

Now they feel that it would be wise to look at it from a distance. Otherwise, you will definitely be hit by those stones that fly into the sky.

After waiting for a while, the smoke cleared. Everyone was shocked that there was a huge gap in the megalithic wall. Constantinople stood like a child in the middle of a tooth change.

As for the soldiers who were still guarding the city walls, no one thought they would survive. Perhaps at the first moment of the explosion of the shells, they were vaporized.

"Boom" Another cannonball smashed on the city walls, and in front of the 460-millimeter cannons, the thousand-year-old megalithic walls of Constantinople were a joke.

The smoke of gunfire cleared, shattering not only the walls of Constantinople, but also His Majesty's determination to hold on.

It's over! Originally, I thought that I could defend it by leaning on the boulder wall. But now it seems that it was all wishful thinking. Standing on the tower, Suleiman II watched the collapse of the megalithic walls, and his heart ached. Why did you kill the envoys of the Ming Dynasty in the first place, and provoke the crazy commander of the Ming Dynasty.

God knows, how could they have such powerful weapons. This is not a weapon on earth, this is the arm of the gods. Could it be that the Ming people are all gods?

Standing on the tower in a daze, he thought that if the Ming army attacked, he would see the fall of his empire, just as his ancestors had occupied the city many years ago.

There is no way, the best thing to do is to jump off this tower. The carcass was either pecked by crows or gnawed by wild dogs. It doesn't matter anymore, the thousand-year-old empire left by his ancestors was destroyed in his hands.

Shameless to live! Humiliated to live!

From dawn to dark, the Ming army did not attack. It was just a bombardment of the city walls, as if it were a demonstration against Suleiman II.

"Your Majesty! The Ming army did not attack, and they did not even have the slightest intention of attacking. "Prime Minister Ahmed has been standing behind His Majesty the Sultan, and he has not moved a single step of his feet for a whole afternoon.

"Will they attack tomorrow?" As the sun set, Suleiman II looked at the monolithic walls that did not look like an old lady. The last barrier was originally thought to be the strongest barrier. I didn't expect that in front of other people's weapons, he was a scumbag.

"Maybe, maybe not, only the great and true God knows." Ahmed muttered to himself, as if speaking to the air.

The two of them sat upright in their chairs and watched the sun go down and the moon rise. They watched like that all night. No one spoke, and no one moved.

Even, they didn't eat or drink.

Li Xiao was on the airship, watching the moonlight fall on ancient Constantinople. Many, many years ago, the Turks were also attacking the city.

The fortified megalithic walls protected the Byzantine Empire. But in the end, they fell short because they forgot to close a door.

The Ottomans would not make such a mistake, they kept the door closed. But the city walls have been bombarded into slag by huge cannons!

The capital they are proud of is gone, and their ambition to stick to it is gone. Presumably, the high-ranking Turkic king will recall his elite frontier troops in the western provinces.

Under the moonlight, Li Xiao drank wine and looked at the Turkic capital like a prey. Now he is a victor, a conqueror.

Li Xiao never thought of capturing this Turkic capital. As long as they are still surrounding the city, the Turks will come from afar, in a steady stream to save their king.

It will also be eaten by Li Xiao one by one, until this flesh mill grinds all the elite of the Ottoman Empire here.

If this were not the case, Li Xiao would have to send people all over the world to hunt down these damned Turks.

They are natives who have inhabited the land for thousands of years. If you really have the heart to fight guerrilla warfare with yourself, it will really take a lot of effort.

With so much trouble, the Ottoman army will be like moths to extinguish the fire in Constantinople.

Gunshots rang out in the distance, and tracer bullets flew wildly in the air.

It was the army shooting people who were trying to escape from Constantinople, and it seemed that it was a little too late. Li Xiao is not worried that the news will not spread, as a thousand-year-old empire, it has not even had this means, and it has long been destroyed.

Fireworks continued to explode in the sky, flashes of light constantly shining on the figures. The soldiers crouching inside the trenches, guns in their hands, kept aiming and shooting.

Everything is as if it were shooting training, and the targets are Ottoman soldiers, old people, children, women, men. As long as it's humanoid, it's all in the shoot.

Bullets weaved through the crowd, and the screams of the people who were shot could be heard, which for a time drowned out the sound of gunfire.

As dawn approached, the escape was at its peak. Lots of people poured out of the gaps in the walls and rushed into the Golden Horn in an attempt to swim to the other side.

People who are in good health and have good water skills help their family members who are not good at water, and there are people who have prepared driftwood early to help those who don't know how to water.

Countless people were fluttering on the sea, and the Ottoman army didn't care about these things. They did not join the fugitive army, and they were already loyal and patriotic.

When the Ottomans struggled so hard to climb the northern shore of the Golden Horn. The machine gun rang out, the moment the sound of the general-purpose machine gun tearing linen rang out.

Many people fell on the beach covered in blood, and the north shore had been occupied by the Ming army. As long as anyone lands on the shore, they will be shot mercilessly. They were given orders to shoot anyone who tried to escape from Constantinople.

Gunfire rang out all night around Constantinople. It is not known how many people were shot on this night, which is also known in the history of the Turks as the Night of Blood.

At daybreak, the escape stopped. Because no one wants to go out to die anymore, there is no way to escape under the cover of night, let alone the flickering sun hanging in the sky.

It's not about running for your life, it's about committing suicide.

"Haven't they attacked yet?" Suleiman II's eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was hoarse as he asked Ahmed.

"No, those who tried to escape are dead. The person who went out to deliver the letter also died, and the only person who could communicate with the outside world was the carrier pigeon. Ahmed's voice was also hoarse, and he had sat in the tower last night, like Suleiman II, and watched the horrific escape.

"Let it go, and order the men of Koprulu and Sophia to return. This is the battle of the rise and fall of the Turks, this is the battle of the rise and fall of the Ottoman Empire. We must concentrate all our forces to defeat the Ming army and defend the glory of the Turks. Suleiman II stood up.

He looked at the rising sun, as if he saw hope. The Ming Dynasty came from afar anyway, Suleiman II didn't believe it, and he couldn't beat the damned Ming people with the power of the Ottoman Empire.

Even if the Turks are all dead, they must drive out all these invaders and defend the Ottoman Empire and Constantinople.

"Your Majesty! Can we really beat them? "Ahmed is much more sober.

A thousand years ago, the Turks were forced to migrate here from the Mongolian plateau. After many years of struggle, he finally defeated the Byzantine Empire and became the new owner of this land.

Now, even stronger opponents are coming. The Ming were to the Ottoman Empire what the Turks were to the Byzantines. It's just that the Ming Dynasty was more ferocious and powerful than the Turks at that time.

This is the real moment of national peril, and if one is not well controlled, he will end up with the extinction of the race.

"Ahmet, I know what you mean, but do you really think they're just there for my head?

In exchange for the survival of the Ottoman Empire, I am willing to sacrifice my head.

But after yesterday night, you still can't understand? It's understandable to shoot soldiers, what are they shooting those old and weak women and children for?

They did not think about conquering the Turks, they only wanted to destroy the Turks. It's not that I want to fight a powerful enemy, but it's so strong that the enemy won't let us go.

The Ming people are the same as their ancestors, the Tang people, no! They are more cruel than their ancestors, the Tang people only want our grassland, and the Ming people want our lives.

There is no way back! Ahmed! ”