Li Xiao has always been wary of such a thing as being an emperor!

The reason is very simple, the position of emperor not only has great benefits, but also great responsibilities.

With the world in his mouth, he holds the king in his hand, and has the power of life and death. For many people, being an emperor is the ultimate dream of a lifetime.

But Li Xiao is different, thanks to all kinds of self-media renderings, B station, and all kinds of self-media renderings.

Li Xiao has always been in awe of this ultimate right!

There are many reasons, the most important one is that when the emperor reaches old age, he basically can't escape the four words of widowhood and loneliness.

Those who are young and fatherless are called lonely, those who are old and childless are called alone, those who are old and have no wife are called widows, and those who are old and have no husbands are called widows.

If you really become an emperor, you can't escape such a fate.

Only then did he win the battle, and if he defeated the European countries, the world would submit to the Ming Dynasty.

At that time, it was estimated that the concerts that encouraged him to ascend the throne would flood into the court like a tsunami.

What's more, there is always someone like Zhang Huangyan behind the scenes.

When Li Xiao walked into the palace gate, Ben-Gurion was looking through a telescope at the city that was stuck in Israel's vital passage.

The beautiful megalithic walls are now being made one by one. On the edge of the ruined wall are collapsed ruins, which look like the teeth of an old lady.

It was a city of broken bricks and ruins, and artillery was useless here.

Ben Gurion never dreamed that mortars, grenades and snipers would become the protagonists here.

Large-caliber guns, especially those 480 mm guns on battleships.

There doesn't seem to be a better role than making the ruins more wasteful.

The terrifying shock wave, blocked by the ruins of one building after another, had no previous power at all.

As things stand, the capture of Constantinople is basically impossible in the short term.

The battle lines in the city were in disarray, especially at the Constantinople railway station. Both sides are fighting desperately, and today alone has changed hands three times.

One battalion rushed out to attack, and after the capture of the railway station, only half of the battalion remained.

Then the other half of the battalion was exhausted in the frantic counter-charge.

At night, it's a frantic killing field.

I don't know how many snipers on both sides lay on their stomachs in the dark, like night owls ready to attack their opponents.

"Weizman, tell me when we'll be able to take this place." Ben Gurion put down his binoculars.

Haim Weizman was thinking about how to answer the commander-in-chief!

"We have successively committed six divisions, plus three separate regiments. Total strength ......! ”

"I don't want to hear the total number of troops, I just want to know when we will be able to take Constantinople." Ben-Gurion impatiently interrupted Weizman.

"Uh......! I still need five more divisions. ”

Wei Ziman turned his heart sideways, and simply opened his mouth.

Ben Gurion frowned, didn't speak, just looked at Weizman.

"We have captured half of Constantinople, but we have lost more than half of our troops.

At present, several divisions on the front line have only 30% of their establishment left.

According to the regulations of the war, it should have been withdrawn a long time ago.

Sir!

Had it not been for the glory of King David, our army would have collapsed. Wei Ziman's eyes were filled with tears, and he couldn't hold back.

Ben-Gurion remained silent, still looking at Weizman.

"Sir!" Wei Zman was a little frightened, and at this time, a group of soldiers who had withdrawn from the establishment happened to pass by.

Wei Ziman immediately pointed to one of the captains and shouted, "You come here." ”

The captain-officer hurried over and raised his hand to salute Weizman and Ben-Gurion.

The Captain's hand was reduced to two and a half fingers, and the gauze was still oozing blood. He also had gauze wrapped around his head and a splint hanging from his other arm.

"Good work!" Ben-Gurion had to raise his hand in return.

The injuries on his body are enough to prove that he really tried his best.

"How many men are left in your company?" Wei Ziman asked, looking at the captain.

"Count me, and I've got twenty-one left." The captain replied honestly.

Ben Gurion's breath was a little short, and the strength of a company was one hundred and two. Now, the company has been reduced by three-quarters.

Look at his men, some of them have their arms hanging from them in bandages. Others had gauze wrapped around their heads, and some were on crutches covered in blood.

The lower body is a pair of torn pants, and a torn leg.

On the stretcher lay a lieutenant officer, his face covered in blood, half of his arm and half of his leg missing.

"The enemy is resisting so fiercely?" Ben-Gurion was finally willing to speak.

"Let him do it." Wei Ziman sighed helplessly.

Ben Gurion looked at the captain officer.

"Report sir! The enemy had no line at all, and when we rushed up, they used machine guns and snipers to wear us down.

Once we have taken our position, their mortars will be smashed down in the face.

It took more than half of our company's casualties to take the position, but then those Ming soldiers didn't know where they came from.

They fired cold guns at us, and they fired cold guns.

The mortars were very accurate, and we couldn't see where they were firing from.

And also!

The Ming army had something called a grenadier that was used by individual soldiers.

The range is three or four hundred meters, which brings us very much damage. We tried to rush out and find them, but we couldn't find anyone.

At the end of the day, we were left with only these people in our company. If we had not been ordered to retreat, the entire company would have been gone.

Sir!

We are not greedy for life and afraid of death, but we ......, but our fists seem to be hit in a pile of cotton.

I can't use the strength!

You look at the guns in the hands of the soldiers, some of them only fired a few rounds.

I really can't find the target! ”

The captain had tears in his eyes, and his face was full of unwillingness.

"Sir! Now the troops at the front have reached their limit and must be withdrawn to rest.

Our lack of troops has led our opponents to consume us in this way.

Only by organizing a strong force rushed to the end and directly drove the Ming army out of Constantinople.

Get out into the wild!

Only then can this war be won. ”

Ben-Gurion shook his head helplessly, now if there are not many reserves from Israel.

"How many more troops do you need?" Ben Gurion asked.

"Ten divisions, if you want to drive Daming out in one fell swoop, you need ten divisions." Seeing that Ben-Gurion was showing signs of relenting, Weizman hurriedly doubled the number of troops he needed.

"Ten divisions ......!"

Ben Gurion gasped.

Now there are only three divisions left in the Israeli reserves, if you want to make up ten divisions. That can only be drawn from the Northern Front!

But it is difficult to say what happened on the northern front, since the Ming army occupied Minsk, it did not continue to operate.

No one can say whether the Ming people will go south or north.

Israel now attracts five million people, though not all of them are Hebrews. But they all keep the faith of the Hebrews!

"Uzi! You go, I'm so proud of you. Wei Ziman said to the captain's officer.

"You know him?" Ben Gurion was a little strange.

A front-line commander actually recognized a small captain officer.

"He's my son." Wei Ziman said lightly.

Looking at the wounded captain, Ben Gurion closed his eyes.

Wei Zman had done his best and sent his sons to the front line.

"Okay, transfer ten more divisions from the mainland. You must take Constantinople as soon as possible!

Eliezer Marrom's detachment is finished, and reinforcements will arrive soon. We don't have much time to waste! ”

"Yes! Sir, I will take Constantinople as soon as possible! Wei Ziman stood up and saluted.

Ben-Gurion glanced at Constantinople with the artillery roaring in the distance, and turned to the airship that was waiting for him.

"Father, can you fool the past?" Uzi saw Ben-Gurion board the airship and asked Weizman in a whisper.

"Hopefully! We need more troops to be able to take Constantinople.

Send those wounded soldiers away quickly, don't die halfway through.

The war expanded, and the Ming crushed Eliezer Marrom's fleet. The whole fleet, the whole army was destroyed. ”

"Really? This......! We didn't hear anything about it. Uzi asked, his eyes wide.

"In order to stabilize morale, the news was blocked." Wei Ziman sighed helplessly.

"Father, don't you say this battle situation is a bit ......!" Uzi began to remove the bandages from his arms, which were always uncomfortable to hang.

He shook his arm and loosened his muscles.

"It's hard to say right now, the Middle East is erosive. Many of the Ming troops were dragged there, and Moshe Dayan was there.

As long as we capture Constantinople here, we will still have the strength to fight.

After all, the whole Hebrew world is behind us.

And if all the country is mobilized, I estimate that millions of people can be mobilized.

After all, we have a lot of things coming from the outside.

Grain from Kyiv, steel from Georgia. And the funds of the Skull and Bones Society! These are the motives of war.

In addition, the news to tell you is that France is convincing Prussia that they want to go to war with the Ming on the Western Front. ”

Wei Ziman looked left and right and whispered.

"The Western Front? You mean the Polish front? Uzi's eyes widened, if France and Prussia were to attack on the Polish front, it would be too advantageous for Israel.

"To the Church, Orthodoxy is pagan.

The Ming people from the East were even more pagans.

The Holy See could not tolerate the massacre of Christians by the Slavs, and at the same time would not allow pagans from the East to set foot on Christian soil.

This time, the Holy See made a big effort. And they also gave a lot of money, to some extent they can accept us, but they can't accept the Slavs and the Ming people.

The whole of Christendom will send troops to participate, and the British are frightened by the Ming people. But they'll have a lot to offer! ”

"Isn't that going to mobilize a lot of troops?"

"I'm afraid that at least two or three million people will be mobilized, and they liken this battle to a crusade.

The main thing is that the Ming and Russia beat Poland too badly, and Poland also lost too quickly.

Everyone fears that the Russians and the Ming will further encroach on Europe.

After all, in the last war against Russia, everyone reaped the benefits.

Now if you want everyone to spit out the benefits, no one wants to. ”

"Then it will be much easier for us to concentrate ten divisions and take Constantinople. Hehe! There is no longer the power to blockade us in Israel. ”

Hearing that the West was brewing a coalition, Uzi immediately became excited.

After all, there are less than 100,000 people in Minsk.

How can 100,000 people fight against an army of millions.

This time the Holy See came forward, which can be said to be a counterattack by the Holy See against the secular world.

Over the years, the status of the Holy See has declined dramatically. Less and less voice in the secular world!

The Holy See also wants to take advantage of this opportunity to regain its influence.

After all, all of Europe is God's people.

Li Xiu looked helplessly at the big hole on the deck of the Shandong ship!

Because it was dark, the landing Stuka stuck his head on the back deck.

Not only was the wooden deck torn apart, but the steel plates underneath were badly abroded by the fire caused by Stukka.

"How long will the repair take?" Time, now is life for Li Xiu.

The defenders of Constantinople were urging reinforcements almost a day with several telegrams.

"The wooden deck is okay and will be almost ready one day. If you paint, you can dry in more than a day.

Can...... The ablated deck below is not easy to get!

After being ablated, the strength of the deck decreases considerably.

If the next time the plane lands, there may be problems.

The metal deck below can be replaced, and the wooden decks on the sides need to be lifted off before ......! ”

"I don't want to know how the process is, I just want to know how much time it takes." Li Xiu's face turned pale and interrupted Zhang Zheng, the captain of the Shandong ship.

"Two days, at least two days!" Zhang Zheng gritted his teeth.

"Give you a day, another day for the fleet to sail. If you don't fix it well, you will watch from the sidelines when there is a real war. ”

Li Xiu took a deep breath.

Originally, I heard that Stuka had run out of ammunition and that there was not much fuel left, so the damage was not too large.

Unexpectedly, the pilot didn't know why. The plane was smashed straight down from the sky!

This smash directly smashed a big hole in the rear deck.

The worst thing is that this position is awkward. The remaining decks are simply not enough to fly carrier-based aircraft.

In other words, the Shandong ship cannot fly carrier-based aircraft now, and likewise cannot receive carrier-based aircraft.

Zhang Zheng helplessly watched his commander board the airship and fly to Crete.

"Send an airship to bring some troops over first, and we'll wait another day." Li Xiu reluctantly commanded Chen Laohu.

"Airship carrying? That was dangerous, and now Constantinople is almost under siege.

If the airship transports troops, it is easy to be shot down by the enemy.

Besides, there was chaos in the city. We don't even have a landing field! ”

"So what do you say?" Li Xiu said helplessly.

"Can you let the Liaodong ship escort it, let's go first to support. Constantinople really can't hold on! ”