12,000 heavily armored cavalry, followed by 26,000 rangers. The ancestors of the Turkic people were a people on horseback, who once broke through the Guanshan Mountains and crisscrossed the land of China.

Until there was a great king in the history of China!

The Turks were forced to move far from their homeland, from the Turkic steppes to the west. This road can be called the road of blood and tears of the Turks, and they have gone through countless hardships before they have taken root in today's land.

The wolf clan on the grassland has the gene of cruelty and rage in their blood. They killed the natives here, they fought against the Kurds, they fought against the Romanians, they fought against the Slavs, they fought against the Hungarians, they fought against the Arabs, they fought against the Persians.

Eventually, the Turks wiped out the Eastern Roman Empire and captured Constantinople. In the twenty-three previous sieges, no one had won. The Turks did it, and they conquered the most fortified city in the world. They finally became the masters of this land.

With the momentum of thunder, with the pride of the Turks, and with the glory of the Turks, the cavalry rushed to the Ming army without hesitation.

The Turkic warriors will use their scimitars to tell the arrogant Ming people, you are finished, suffer death!

The scimitar will split your heads, and the horses will stumble on your bodies. You will eventually become nutrients for weeds and lie on the land forever.

Under the dazzling sunlight, the Turkic cavalry shouted and charged without hesitation. At this moment, the scimitar is like snow and the spear is like a forest. The sound of galloping horses' hooves exploded on the ground like thunder.

Then, Li Xiao heard the sound of the double 25 anti-aircraft artillery.

These were originally double-two-five rapid-fire anti-aircraft guns for air defense, and they were used by Ao Ye for flat fire. Twenty-five-millimeter shells were fired at a rate of fire of 300 rounds per minute.

The rapid-fire cannonballs formed a jet of metal, like a whip made of cannonballs, and struck the charging cavalry fiercely.

Twenty-five-millimeter shells, whether they hit people or horses, as long as they hit the body, they will be broken into several pieces.

Li Xiao saw with his own eyes that a tall horse was hit in the chest by a cannonball. The muscle-filled chest immediately turned into a mist of blood. The entire chest was blasted open by the shell, the sternum turned outward, and the white bone stubble stood out in the mass of flesh.

Horses are like this, let alone people. As long as the cannonball hits, the person will be directly broken in two, the upper body has fallen to the ground, and the lower body is still charged by the war horse.

The heavy armor on the heavy cavalry, in front of twenty-five mm shells, was simply no different from paper. The cannonball can tear apart the heavy armor of the cavalry without hindrance, and then turn its owner into several disconnected pieces.

Soon, the sound of tearing linen rang out.

A general-purpose machine gun, which can be called a battlefield scythe. Under the strafing of many general-purpose machine guns, a barrage was actually formed in front of the Turkic cavalry.

The crazy Turkic cavalry rushed on this barrage, and blood flew out of their bodies. Countless blood flowers fluttered in the sky, flashing in the sunlight with a strange and beveling light.

The Ottoman cavalry, which had defeated Arabs, Armenians, Kurds, Persians, Hungarians, Byzantines, Romanians, and Slavs, and had no rival in the Middle East, fell to the ground like wheat.

"The invincible Ottoman cavalry, which has been crisscrossing the Middle East for hundreds of years, is now over." Li Xiao sighed, sat in the pod, and watched the eternal swan song of the Ottoman cavalry through the huge glass curtain.

The Turkic cavalry proved by facts that they were a people on horseback, and that the bravery of their ancestors flowed in their blood.

In the face of the ferocious Ming firepower, Li Xiao did not see a single Turkic escape. Although they knew that they would die, they still rushed without hesitation.

The man fell off his horse like a dumpling, and before he could be trampled by the cavalry behind, he was covered in blood by bullets.

When the gunfire on the battlefield stopped, there was silence between heaven and earth. It was the silence of death, the open ground in front of the position, full of the corpses of fallen men and horses.

The wind blew across the corpses, and the blood-stained grass shook. The samurai's hair fluttered in the wind, but their masters fell forever.

Suleiman Drimel looked at the corpse in front of him, and there were tears of blood in his eyes. These are all veterans who have followed him on the battlefield for many years, and among these people are his sons and nephews.

These were the sharpest spear points of the Ottoman Empire, and these were the most loyal warriors of the Empire. They are the last hope of the Empire!

Now hope is shattered like a fantasy, it's over! It's all over!

At first, he thought that the Ming army came from afar and he could succeed in one blow. Unexpectedly, the Ming army actually had such sharp weapons.

Ao Ye took a deep breath, and the air was mixed with the smell of blood and gunsmoke. Every time he smelled this smell, Ao Ye felt that the blood in his body was burning.

That night on the banks of the Hunhe River many years ago, those mourning Ming soldiers. Have you ever thought that today's Ming Dynasty is as powerful as this? In this world, there is no power more powerful than the Ming Dynasty.

If the soul of the faithful has a spirit, do you see it in heaven? Will you be able to keep your eyes peeled? Will you be able to rest in peace......!

"The descendants of the wolf clan, the warriors who still have the blood of their ancestors in their veins, even if today is the end of the Turks, we must let the world know how hard the bones of the Turks are.

Follow me! Kill! The scimitar was unsheathed, and Suleyman Drimel rushed out first. His guards followed, and countless Ottoman soldiers behind him raised their weapons and shouted to pounce on the Ming army's position.

This is a suicidal attack, not about life and death, but only about honor.

The Turks want to use their own blood to prove that they are not afraid of death, they dare to die!

In the face of the Turkic people rushing over like a tide, Ao Ye was also full of firepower. Howitzers, divisional light rocket artillery, and a large number of mortars constantly bombarded the Turks.

Smoke rose into the air, and bodies were shattered. The Turks, chanting for blood and courage, covered the field with stumps and severed arms.

No one survives the net, and anyone who tries to cross it will be torn to shreds by the flying shrapnel. The frenzy of artillery fire has left the machine gun shooters with nothing to do.

"The Turks were able to run rampant in the Middle East, and they did rely on it." Loyal and brave people are always admirable, and Li Xiao admired the Turks very much at this time.

I know that there will be no survivors if I rush forward, and so many have died. But there are still people who go forward and charge, constantly running forward and charging.

At least for now, Li Xiao has not seen anyone flinching and fleeing.

For Li Xiao, this is good, very good. It couldn't be better, Li Xiao wished that all the people of the Ottoman Empire would have such courage to fight. Killing them in this way will be more trouble-free and effortless.

Suleyman Drimel, he didn't know where he died for a long time. He and his guards, covered with light rocket artillery. In the smoke of gunfire, they were never seen again.

Standing on the high city walls, Suleiman II watched the warriors of the Turks bravely rush towards death. The soldiers of the empire were bleeding, and Suleiman II's heart was bleeding.

"Your Majesty! I know what they're going to do? Ahmed behind him seems to have aged ten years in the past few days. Snow-white sideburns fluttering in the wind!

"What are they going to do?" Suleiman II turned his head and looked at Ahmet.

"They want to completely destroy the Ottoman Empire, completely destroy our Turks." Ahmed said sadly.

“……！” Suleiman II felt that Ahmet had said the right nonsense.

People's armies have come from thousands of miles away, and they are definitely not here to have a party with you. The countless corpses in front of him are not enough to confirm that the Ming Dynasty wants to destroy the Ottoman Empire and destroy the Turks?

"Your Majesty, Great Sultan, not what you think. The Ming could have captured Constantinople a few days earlier, but they didn't. They were just besieging Constantinople, and his aim was not to storm the capital, but to attract our troops to come to the aid and then destroy them.

You see, it's like Suleyman Drimel. Koprulu is also coming with his army, and their fate will be no different from that of Suleiman Drimel.

Lost the army, lost the most warlike samurai. Even if our Ottoman Empire is finished, so is our Turkic peoples.

How many Arabs have we killed over the years, Persians, Romanians, Hungarians, Slavs, and the Armenians that we have just slaughtered.

They hate us to the core, if there is no army. They will take the most brutal revenge on their Turks, and there will be no living people in Constantinople. We, the Turks, will really be wiped out. Ahmed cried and collapsed to the ground. As a wise man, he can see the future, but he is powerless to change it. This feeling made him collapse.

Suleiman II was stunned, he thought that the Turks would lose. I also thought about the difficulties of the war, but I never thought that the Ming people would completely destroy the Turks like this.

It's so ruthless! Today's Ming Dynasty is even more vicious than their ancestors, the Tang people.