But even if two guys die, you can't kill them. That's Lao Tzu's person, to say something unpleasant, it depends on the owner to beat the dog.

Lao Tzu's dog, Lao Tzu can kill it.

You! No.

"Suleiman, you make it difficult for me. Although my people have violated your religious taboos, it is not your turn to kill. Now, look at me bringing so many soldiers to your capital to look for you.

Along the way, you also saw the corpses under the city walls, all thanks to your impulse.

But since it happened for a reason, I decided to forgive you. Spare you, and your subjects. Everyone has the right to live, and it is up to you to decide whether your life will be good or bad.

You can also live in Constantinople, which is your city, and I have no intention of occupying it. And you, Suleiman, you are still the king of the Turks. I have no intention of replacing you! ”

Li Xiao sighed, with a sad expression on his face.

When Suleiman heard the translation of the tongue man, he was visibly excited. The guy got out of his seat, knelt down in front of Li Xiao and kissed his shoes.

It was so unexpected when I came in and walked out of Constantinople. Suleiman II was determined to die, but he didn't expect it...... Unexpectedly, not only did he not lose his life, but also kept his throne.

This kindness should be grateful, and it should be greatly appreciated.

The excited Suleiman II couldn't help crying bitterly, hugging Li Hao's thigh and crying bitterly.

Li Xiao was almost annoyed to death, you have to find another place to fucking cry, what's the matter with holding Lao Tzu's thigh.

If it's a beauty, forget it, a bearded man is a stinky old man. His mother cried so much that she had a lot of snot and tears, and she rubbed her pants on it, and she was sick to death.

Sun Xing saw that Li Xiao's face was not good, and immediately ran over and pulled Suleiman II away. really angered Li Xiao to change his mind, it was a matter of millions of lives.

"But the death penalty is forgiven, but the living sin is unforgivable. If you kill the envoy of the Ming Dynasty, you need to compensate the Ming Dynasty a hundredfold. How to pay for it......! Li Xiao thought as he paced.

"Then it's better to pay with gold, two hundred catties for one person, and four hundred catties for two people. A hundredfold increase is ......, 40,000 catties. You go back and prepare 40,000 catties of gold to compensate Daming. Li Xiao said lightly.

Sun Xing's hand trembled, 40,000 catties of gold. This is the rhythm that is going to drain the bone marrow of the Turks!

"Forty thousand catties of gold?" Suleiman II immediately stopped crying.

Oh my God! 40,000 catties of gold, what a fortune it must be.

Eyes scanned the surroundings, it is estimated that there is no problem filling such a hall, uh......, it seems that this hall may not fit.

"Your Excellency Generalissimo, we in Constantinople can't afford 40,000 catties of gold." Suleiman II fell to his knees and almost cried.

"Oh! Can't take it out ......! Ah! How good is this, Da Ming needs face. Then go back and gather as much gold as you can. The part that can't be taken out can be used...... Other deductions.

It's more about precious stones, precious works of art, or women or something. Either way! I don't care about the specifics, you can tell him. ”

Li Xiao pointed to Ai Husheng, who had just arrived from Daming, who had come to inspect the Middle East oil fields. Since it is very close to Li Xiao, I came to Constantinople to visit Li Xiao.

It just so happened that Suleiman II came out at this time to surrender. Professional things should be done by professional people, this is Li Xiao's consistent idea.

Looking at Ai Husheng who stood up with a smile, Li Xiao felt that if the Turks could have a pair of pants to wear, they were already blessed by their gods.

The rest was handed over to Ai Husheng. I am a civilized person, and I can't always fight and kill. Civilized ways of looting suit you better, and it's time for a change.

Li Xiao went back and changed his clothes, but there was no way that Suleiman II's snot and tears were too disgusting.

"Brother Xiao'er!" Ao Canghai, the bastard, rubbed his hands and followed. Hippie smiles on your face!

I'm sorry that this kind of thing appeared on his face, it is indeed very rare. However, as soon as the goods are embarrassed, the purse of the treasury will bleed profusely.

No need to ask, he's here for the gold.

The first division has been here for two months, and he hasn't reaped any benefits, so how can it be done?

Li Xiao decided to play dumb and ignore this bastard to see what tricks he had.

"Brother Xiao, when it comes to robbery, you are the best. We're all far from it! In a flicker, he got 40,000 catties of gold. ”

"The cost of the Western Expedition is huge, don't think about this money." Li Xiao sealed directly, there is no end to the money for this goods. Everyone in the Ming Dynasty knows that the first division has become a pig.

"No money...... Brothers have been here for two months, you say ......! I, the division commander, have no face. ”

"Yo! Ao Ye, what do you want that thing to do? Could it be that you can't bring a division without money? You really can't talk to you, I'll take it. ”

"I'm ......!" Ao Ye will have nothing to say.

If someone else comes to bring a division, they will be played to death by those Qiu Ba. Li Xiao is absolutely no problem, let these killers sit, these killers will definitely not dare to lie on their stomachs.

"Wait for Ai Husheng to talk about it, see what benefits can be shared, and give a little to the first division. You don't have to think about gold, it's useless if you want anything. But there will always be some women! ”

Fighting abroad, the mental tension is not like words. It's also a benefit to get some women and do something good for your body and mind.

Outside the city of Constantinople, countless people stood. Head to head, head to head. Standing on a high place and looking at the past, the black pressed a large piece. There are a lot of different colors of hair in the middle, and it looks really spectacular.

Li Xiao really had never seen such a scene, more than two million people huddled together, like lambs waiting for the judgment of fate. For Li Xiao, at this moment, he is the true god of these people.

With a single thought, you can decide the life and death of these people.

Li Xiao has a sense of God!

Old man! Child! Woman! Man! They all stood and looked at what their king would come up with.

This is the law of the forest!

If it is now the Turks who win, the people of the Ming Dynasty will only be even more miserable. This world has always been the law of the jungle. Countless people have been looking forward to world peace for a lifetime, which is actually a beautiful slogan.

Human nature is good at predating!

When the first Homo sapiens came out of the East African savannah, it was destined that the world would become a world of killing. Of the world's known species, humans are the only ones who plan to commit genocide against their own kind.

Li Xiao doesn't speak, and neither do others. Everyone looked at the black crowd, these lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Far away in Moscow, Dolgon walked into a luxurious office. Of course, the luxury here is far from comparable to Dorgon's office in Mumbai.

Dorgon admired the reindeer's head hanging on the wall, with a giant polar bear skin on the floor. The bear's mouth is big, and its sharp fangs are exposed, which is a little scary to look at.

Near the fireplace, there are two chairs and a small table, the chairs are covered with tiger skins, and the whole office is full of strong Scandinavian style.

"Hello, General Kutuzov." When Dolgon saw Kutuzov, he opened his arms enthusiastically.

"Dolgon, my friend, it's a pleasure to meet you." Kutuzov also opened his arms, and the two hugged warmly.

Dolgon thought this etiquette was necessary, as opening his arms meant not being aggressive. Not being hostile is a good start to getting along for a long time.

"Sit down!" Kutuzov dragged Dolgon to the fireplace, although it was only the end of October, but yesterday there was a heavy snowfall in Moscow. It's still very cold!

The two sat down on tiger skin chairs in front of the fireplace, and Kutuzov took a bottle of wine from his attendant. "Vodka, would you like a little more?"

"Oh! My friend, I have something better. Dolgon waved to Zilharang behind him, and Zilharan hurriedly took out a glass bottle from the box.

"Wuliangye produced in Daming is the best wine in Daming. I brought it to you! ”

"Oh! Oh my God, Wuliangye, this is a good thing. I drank it at the banquet of His Majesty the Tsar, and it costs more in Moscow than gold. Thank you, my friend! ”

Most Russians are good at wine, and when they see Wuliangye, they can't put it down.

Kutuzov couldn't wait to unscrew the glass bottle, sniff at the mouth, and then took out two square glasses, poured a sip and tasted them himself, and then filled the two glasses.

"Huh! Looks like you like it, I'll bring you a box. Already downstairs handed over to your adjutant! I have another gift downstairs that your guards are not allowed to bring in. ”

"Djukic! You immediately go down and bring up the things that the guests have brought. Kutuzov immediately instructed his adjutant.

Dolgon was met in India, and at that time Dolgon helped him get a lot of arms from Wu Sangui. For this old friend, Kutuzov still recognizes it very much. And he also knew that the Jurchens were actually a nation in Northeast Asia that could fight well, but unfortunately they were defeated by the Ming Dynasty.

After a while, the adjutant moved in several large boxes with a few soldiers.

Zilharan walked over and opened one of the boxes, pulling out a strange-looking gun.

"This is for you, General Kutuzov. This thing is called a box cannon in the Ming Dynasty, and it is generally equipped with officers or cavalry.

Don't look at it as a pistol, but it's not small. It has a lot of lethality within 50 meters, and there are 20 rounds of ammunition in reserve. If the cavalry hedges, the cavalry of the Ming Dynasty will have an absolute advantage with this weapon. ”

After Dolgon finished speaking, he pushed the box gun to Kutuzov.

"Oh! This is really a good thing, and I believe that the cavalry that uses this kind of thing is invincible. "Kutuzov's eyes immediately lit up when he saw the box cannon.

This gun has a barrel that is much longer than a pistol, and you can take a look at it with the magazine removed. Sure enough, the magazine in front of the ammunition could be loaded with twenty rounds of 9mm pistol ammunition in two rows.

Dolgon's statement that this gun is lethal at a distance of fifty meters is definitely not nonsense.

As an infantry general, Kutuzov also had cavalry under him. Although the Russian cavalry is now equipped with rifles, it is not easy for the rifle to hit the enemy on the back of a bumpy horse.

Moreover, the role of cavalry is to make a quick assault, and the scene of thousands of horses galloping is enough to crush most of the enemy.

But in the face of such a weapon, the proud Kutuzov immediately lost his temper.

While the Russian cavalry were wielding sabers and charging desperately, a group of men with twenty rounds of ammunition in their hands and easy to reload box guns came from the opposite side.

Fifty meters away, twenty bullets were powerful enough to form a rain of bullets.

Kutuzov even fantasized about the Russian cavalry falling from their horses like dumplings.

"This gun can also fire continuously, you see that as long as you pull this trigger, you can achieve continuous firing."

"Can you still do a streak?" Kutuzov was even more frightened.

If this thing can still be fired in bursts, then ...... Will the cavalry against them still have a way to live?

"But against cavalry, this weapon is not the best." Dorgon snapped his fingers, and Zilharan immediately pulled out a drawing.

"This kind of thing is called a heavy machine gun, and the Ming people call it Makqin. The rate of fire of the Ming people can reach a rate of 180 rounds per minute.

And the PhDs from the University of Cambridge in England, they improved the formula of the steel for the barrel of the machine gun. Heavy machine guns produced in India can reach a rate of fire of up to 240 rounds per minute.

Shoot a large tree with such a heavy machine gun, and it will soon be able to cut the large tree off. This thing is fed by a chain, and there are three types of reserve boxes, one is a medium reserve box of 600 rounds, and the other is a large reserve box of 1,000 rounds.

There is also a small reserve box of 300 rounds that is easy to carry, which can be easily transferred on the battlefield.

You imagine if the cavalry encounters such a weapon, then ...... Can the cavalry still have a way to live? Dolgon's words made Kutuzov's eyes light up at once.

Since ancient times, the most vicious enemy of the infantry has been the cavalry. Throughout the ages, I don't know how many people have worked hard to study how infantry can deal with cavalry.

But until now, the advent of guns has not made the cavalry withdraw from the stage of war.

This thing in front of him can make the cavalry lose any deterrent power in an instant. Or simply be destroyed, the appearance of this thing will make the cavalry directly history.

Looking at what was on the drawings, Kutuzov's hands were trembling.

"This is also for me?"

"General Kutuzov, we are friends. This is of course for you, you know India is finished. I'm homeless right now, and I wonder if you can support me in opening an arsenal.

I will make the sharpest weapons and equip the Russian army. Of course, you will have a stake in this arsenal. ”

"Dolgon, you have come at the right time. I just got fired and I don't have anything to do. The Arsenal thing is wrapped up in me! Kutuzov had a wry smile on his face.

"You've been fired?" Dolgon's eyes widened in surprise, what are you kidding, boss, you have been dismissed and set up a woolen arsenal.