Constantinople was attacked twenty-four times, and twenty-three of them were perfectly protected by megalithic walls. The last time the Turks succeeded, this time the Ming people are almost successful.

After the success of the Turks, there was a powerful Ottoman Empire. The new empire always stood on the corpse of the old empire, and Suleiman II never imagined that one day he would become a corpse at someone else's feet.

What is causing the current crisis?

Suleiman II did not know, and there was no way to know. In his cognition, the Ming people are a group of barbarians who hold the weapons of the gods and act recklessly.

In his eyes, those soldiers were not heroic at all. Even, those Ming soldiers were still a little thin in his eyes. If the battle array was torn apart, he believed that the Ottoman warriors under his command could crush those men with a single charge.

But those people had god-like weapons, and when they made a loud noise, they poured steel down. The warriors of the Ottoman Empire, no matter how well they wore armor and how fast they rode their horses.

After that loud bang, they will fall to the ground as a broken corpse.

There is no way to defeat them, and distance is an eternal pain. They can always shoot their warriors from a distance, with precision.

Suleiman II had no way to deal with everything in front of him, if the Ming were to attack. Tomorrow they will be able to storm Dopkapi Palace, but it is clear that the Ming are not prepared to do that.

What are they going to do?

Suleiman II couldn't guess it, and neither could Ahmed, known as the wise man. No one can guess, maybe only the true God knows.

It is a pity that the true God turned his back on Suleiman II. He did not tell His Majesty the Ottoman Sultan about what was about to happen.

The true god turned his back on Suleiman II, and the loyal warriors of the Ottoman Empire did not turn their backs on him. Knowing that his monarch was surrounded, Suleyman Drimel immediately gathered the border troops against the Hungarians and Slavs, as well as the armies of Sophia and Sasenita, and attacked Constantinople from the west.

As a royal family, he would never watch the Ottoman Empire collapse.

A whole army of 200,000 troops, which was all Suleyman Drimel could have raised.

Li Xiao rode on the airship and watched the Turkic army crushed by black. There are so many people, and they look like a swarm of dense ants in the sky.

They covered the earth as if they were going straight to the end of the earth. The troops formed one phalanx after another, marching in unison under the command of the officers.

An ox cart driven by several oxen, pulling huge artillery. I don't know the caliber, but seeing that so many cattle are needed, Li Xiao guessed that the weight must be very heavy.

I don't know how far such a heavy artillery can hit. Li Xiao only knew that this was a good target for the Daming howitzer. With the presence of sighting airships, ground artillery can easily destroy these guns.

As for the soldiers, Li Xiao didn't pay attention to it at all.

Most of the soldiers carried swords or weapons such as spears and axes. A few cow guys, who are still tired like meteor hammers in their hands, don't know how to play.

There were only a handful of soldiers, with guns on their shoulders. It seems that it is still a firearm mounted in the breech. It is estimated that the power is not much different from the arquebus made in the Japanese country!

"Big brother, is it an order to attack." Li Hu's hands itched a little when he saw such a huge army.

"The attack is not our business, let Ao Ye command this battle, it is likely that this is the last large-scale battle of the Ming Dynasty. For a long time in the future, no country will want to get along with Daming. Li Xiao put down the binoculars, this kind of battle is really not a start.

In other words, this kind of war is not a war, but a one-sided slaughter. Li Xiao just wanted to be a spectator and watch this thrilling battle between the Ming Dynasty and the Ottoman Empire from the perspective of God.

"Oh" Li Hu was a little unhappy. He can also command a campaign of this magnitude. But thinking about it, these are all veterans of the first division, and Li Hu gave up this idea.

If there is no Li Xiao or Ao Ye, no one will take him seriously. No one listened to him!

This is also where Li Hu was discouraged, the eldest brother gave himself a chance to prove himself, but in the end he still messed up. Perhaps, he is really a regiment leader at most.

The sun rose, and countless Turks fell to their knees and worshiped the rising sun.

Such a spectacle is rarely seen on the battlefield, and countless people face the direction of the sun, laying down their weapons and worshipping reverently. Could it be that they are not afraid of the other party's attack at this time?

I can't figure out their mentality, whether this is religious piety or fucking stupidity.

"Are we ready to attack?" Even Li Hu felt that he was definitely sorry for not attacking at this time.

"Don't care, this is Ao Ye's business. Just look at it! Li Xiaocai didn't believe that Ao Ye could let go of such a good opportunity.

Sure enough, it was time for the Ottomans to worship the sun. Artillery rang out on the positions of the Ming army, in the midst of rumbling artillery. Li Xiao saw bursts of gunpowder smoke rising from the Ottoman army, and the skyrocketing smoke column covered a large area.

Li Xiao felt that there were definitely heavy casualties in that area.

The shelling almost always hit the crowd, and it was definitely the least attrition and the most damage. There is no way, in the face of such a dense enemy army, it is more difficult for a shell to miss a person than to hit a person.

The Ottomans suffered heavy casualties and were equally furious.

Suleiman Drimel angrily drew his waist knife: "He actually launched an attack while we were worshipping, the young man does not speak of martial virtues, his grandmother's, Lao Tzu wants to destroy you on behalf of the true god." ”

Li Xiao looked very enjoyable, and from his angle, the Ottoman soldiers on the ground pressed towards the position of the Ming people like dark clouds.

This is what the cold weapon army combats. Everyone rushed up, not talking about martial arts at all, and you didn't discuss the group beating.

From Li Xiao's point of view, the soldiers of the Ottoman Empire seemed to be angry waves on the vast ocean. And the front of the Ming army is like tourists who are leisurely surfing on the beach.

The distance between the two sides was rapidly shrinking, or the Ottoman soldiers were attacking too quickly. The cavalry galloping on horseback, with puffs of smoke and dust, stabbed at the Ming army like a sharp sword.

This is how they had broken the enemy's army before, whether it was the Hungarians, the Slavs, or the Italians, all of whom had not benefited from them.

Today, the Ming people will also be trampled into powder under the impact of the iron horse. For his own striker, Suleyman Drimel has a lot of confidence. He didn't believe that his ironclad cavalry couldn't break through such a thin military formation.