Chen Laohu said that Constantinople could not support it, and Shang Kexi felt that he was right.

The Ottoman soldiers in the city are a group of fish-belly soldiers. In addition to bullying the common people of his country, he knows nothing and does not understand anything.

Of course, this is also the result of Daming's indulgence.

If the Ottoman army can suppress its own people, if they have too strong combat effectiveness, it is also a threat to the Ming Dynasty.

However, this was simply a fatal weakness in the battle of Constantinople.

The Hebrews would only need to shoot down the line of Ottoman soldiers for ten minutes, and then they would see the guys throw off their weapons and flee.

Then the Hebrew soldiers could swagger and occupy their positions.

The battle had been going on for a week, and almost the whole of Constantinople had fallen, except for the railway station position.

Garrisoned at the railway station were troops composed of the remnants of the three marine divisions of the Ming Dynasty.

Taken together, there is less than one division.

Today's Constantinople railway station is in ruins.

The basement of the railway station has become a welcome headquarters. In this basement, Shang Kexi has been in this basement for eight days.

In the past eight days, Shang Kexi has hardly slept much!

In these eight days, three divisions under his command, as well as two Sikh divisions, were forced to fight less than one division.

The territory was also from the periphery of Constantinople, and only the head was left on top of this railway station.

Now that the whole of Constantinople had been occupied by the Hebrews, the railway station was no more than 1.5 kilometers long from east to west, and a little more than 2 kilometers from north to south.

The main thing is that there is a freight yard at the railway station, and there are huge underground warehouses near the train station.

Shang Kexi is very fortunate that there is an underground warehouse at the railway station.

Otherwise, the Ming army would not have been able to hold it for so long.

The underground warehouses not only stored large quantities of ammunition, but also housed many wounded.

Shang Kexi leaned sideways and gave way, and two soldiers walked over carrying stretchers.

The moans and screams of the wounded could be heard, and there were so many of them. Shang Kexi had to vacate half of his headquarters to house the sick and wounded.

"Commander, there are more and more wounded. Some of the medicines are not enough, and yesterday there were three wounded because of ......! ”

"Don't say it, what do you think I can do right now. If the brothers are in too much pain and cannot be saved...... Give it a ride. ”

Shang Kexi looked left and right, and saw that no one around him whispered to the military doctor.

He felt a little sad, and as a commander it was almost the only thing he could do for them now.

"Commander, do you mean that the marshal doesn't care about us? Do we have no reinforcements? ”

"Silence!

How could the handsome ignore us? The Liao army started with more than 100 people and now has more than 1 million people, when have they ever left their brothers.

Put your heart in your stomach, and it's only a matter of three or five days. Reinforcements from the Great Marshal will definitely arrive!

! Take care of the wounded brothers, and when they are healed, I will invite them to drink.

Kill all the sheep of Constantinople and invite them to drink. ”

Shang Kexi kicked the military doctor!

The whole army knew Shang Kexi's words, and after winning the battle, he invited everyone to eat roasted whole sheep. One by one, it doesn't matter if you kill all the sheep in Constantinople.

The warriors went to the battlefield with the promise of eating roasted whole sheep, but now, more than half of them died in all corners of Constantinople.

Many people were bombarded by the battleship's huge cannons!

The medic ran away like an arrow in the ass!

Shang Kexi felt a wave of dizziness, but still stood against the wall.

In the past eight days, he has said this many times.

But when the reinforcements will come, he doesn't have a score in his heart.

At first, it was said that he should hold out for seven days, and after seven days, reinforcements would arrive.

As a result, the seven-day time came, and three companies came with full reinforcements.

Today is the eighth day of the Hebrew assault on Constantinople, and there is still no news of reinforcements.

Moreover, Shang Kexi clearly knew that he was surrounded by the Hebrews.

The Hebrews had already mobilized heavy artillery to bombard the positions of the Ming army at the railway station, and the heavy artillery of the Ming army had been lost, and only the mortars were still holding out.

Shang Kexi became a liar, he deceived everyone to continue fighting, and even lied to himself that he would live to see the arrival of reinforcements.

But he knew that without reinforcements, it would be difficult for them to hold out for three days.

Because inside the telescope, he saw more and more Hebrew soldiers gathering.

They seemed to be preparing for the last assault, and this time the assault was to conquer the only position of the Ming Dynasty.

Wipe them out in one fell swoop!

"Commander, telegram!" The correspondent handed it over with a telegram clip.

Opening the telegram clip, Shang Kexi didn't speak, tears flowing down his cheeks.

The telegram said that it was necessary to hold out for another three days.

Three days!

Now almost every minute, there are casualties.

Sixty percent of the soldiers on the front line were wounded.

"Commander, our division commander went up, and he said that if we don't come to reinforcements, we won't be able to withstand it." Inside the phone, an eager voice came from the phone.

"You call when you come to light, and Lao Tzu will go up." Shang Kexi put down the phone and picked up an Aka rifle.

Pull the bolt and check: "Guard company, follow me." ”

Walking out of the exit of the underground warehouse, Shang Kexi was smoked to tears by the pungent smell of gunsmoke.

"Sir! Why did you get out, we're not dead yet. ”

A guy with a face smoked like a ghost yelled at Shang Kexi.

"What's the noise, cannonballs can't hit you." Shang Kexi leaned on the edge of a ruin and looked into the distance with a telescope.

In the pre-dawn darkness, bullets streaked everywhere, leaving scorching bullet marks.

In Shang Kexi's eyes, there were no Ming soldiers in sight.

All you can see is bullet marks, slicing through the air and shooting into the distance.

In front of me was a group of Hebrew soldiers charging with a cat's waist, and the strength of the army was almost a company.

It's just that these Hebrews, dressed in Hebrew uniforms, don't look like Hebrews.

These people didn't spread out in tactical formation, nor did they run around in a zigzag like the trained.

They were stomping around, glancing behind them from time to time, and several of them wanted to turn around and run back.

But as soon as you turn around, gunshots will ring out behind you. The bullet hit the foot, forcing the men to turn around and move on.

This is not a Hebrew soldier, the former Hebrew soldier was very fanatical. He was not afraid of death when he charged, and his will to fight was even higher than that of the Ming army.

Shang Kexi put down the telescope in his hand, his mind full of question marks.

"Commander, the Hebrews have learned well. They captured the families of these people and forced them to die.

You see, there's a minefield. The battalion commander pointed to the minefield in the distance and sighed helplessly.

Every night, fighters risk their lives to lay mines.

If you are not careful, you will either be killed by a shell or a rifle. More likely, it came across mines that were installed when the Hebrews withdrew.

In this battlefield where injury equals death, the loss of a life is as common as the death of an ant.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

“……！”

An explosion accompanied by screams continued to reach Shang Kexi's ears.

Shang Kexi shook his head helplessly, the battle has reached this point, and he will do whatever it takes.

"Order the mortars, blow these people back. No......! Shang Kexi swallowed the words in his mouth raw.

The Ottomans, frightened by the explosion, ran back as if they had lost their lives, but as soon as they ran more than ten meters, there was a sudden sound of heavy machine guns.

Flaming red bullet marks streaked across the hazy skylight, accurately greeting them.

The people who were running immediately flew flesh and blood, and then fell to the ground weakly.

In just five minutes, more than 100 men died cleanly.

The Hebrews didn't care about these people, but after a dozen minutes, more than a hundred more Ottomans were driven into battle.

Faintly, he could still hear the sound of someone crying, and by the light of the sky that was gradually brightening, Shang Kexi could see that many people did not even have guns in their hands.

It was true that there were no guns, and these people were forced to rush forward by the sound of gunfire behind them. Those who fall last will be killed by bullets that fly from nowhere.

When these people ran into the minefield, they didn't know that they had stepped into the ghost gate. Some people will also look down and pick up the gun on the ground, and then howl as they let the gun go forward.

Bullets flew aimlessly, and some even fired their guns into the sky.

It is clear that they are not shooting at the enemy, but emboldening themselves.

Seeing that the minefield that had been laid by a dozen brothers who had died last night was about to be destroyed by these people.

The Ming army had no choice but to greet with precious mortar shells.

The shooting of Zhu Yuan had already been calculated, and a burst of fire and smoke engulfed these Ottomans.

After a round of firing, the Ming artillery scurried around like rats.

Many of the bunkers they left were greeted by howitzers five minutes later.

The huge explosion knocked the broken bricks into the sky, and then it was like a rain of stones in the sky.

Broken bricks! Rotten tiles! Cement blocks! Dead man's parts!

A whole bunch of smashing down!

Shang Kexi dropped a hand in front of him, wearing a ring on his hand.

The battalion commander next to him was more unlucky, and he had an extra intestine on his neck.

"Hidden!" The battalion commander shouted while desperately blowing the whistle in his mouth.

Those Ming soldiers who were hidden were like marmots and burrowed into the bunkers that had been dug up around them.

Some of these bunkers are cracks in the ruins, and some are basements. Some of them are even wells!

Shang Kexi reluctantly retreated into the underground warehouse!

There was the sound of a hammer smashing on the ground, and wisps of dust fell down the roof.

Every shell exploded as if it had hit the heart. The chest was very tight, and despite the long mouth, the eardrums were still bulging, and it was very uncomfortable.

The good people can't stand it, and the wounded can't stand it even more.

Many of the wounded were so shocked that they vomited blood, and some coughed and staggered like fish ashore.

Shang Kexi's scalp is numb, just listen to the voice. This is not an ordinary artillery shell, but a heavy rocket.

The position of the Ming army has been compressed to this point, which is very suitable for concentrated bombardment by rocket artillery.

Fortunately, the 480 mm naval guns were too powerful. The battle lines of the two armies are staggered, and one of them will hurt his own people if he is not careful.

Otherwise, the thing will fall down. It can directly blow up a large crater in the ground that is more than ten meters deep!

Not to mention bunkers, even underground warehouses will be blown through.

The shelling stopped, and the battalion commander wanted to rush out. As a result, Shang Kexi came back!

After only five minutes of silence, the cannon fire began again.

"I'll fuck his grandma!" The battalion commander's eyes immediately turned red.

Such repeated shelling will destroy the fighters who have just come out of their bunkers.

Needless to say, the shrapnel and broken bricks and tiles from the explosion of the shells can shock people to death even if they are shockwaves.

Now the fighters outside, I don't know how many people have died under this intermittent shelling.

The duration of the second shelling was very short, Shang Kexi glanced at his watch, picked up the Arca rifle and rushed out first.

The sun had not yet risen above the horizon, and Shang Kexi took advantage of the hazy sky light to see rows of Hebrew soldiers bent on their waists, speeding towards the Ming army's position.

On the side of the Ming army's position, except for a lot of more bomb craters and an even more choking smell of gunpowder smoke in the air, everything seems to be similar to just now.

It's just that the broken bricks on the ruins are even more broken. The ground was covered with broken bricks, and it hurt to step on it.

On the edge of those bunkers, there were the corpses of many Ming soldiers.

Not many were killed or blown up, and most were shocked to death.

Judging from their corpses, many of them felt bad and were about to return to the bunker.

"Mortar!" The battalion commander shouted bitterly.

Soon, the mortar-carrying guys came out like groundhogs from wells, basements, and so on.

It's just that his face is covered with dust, and he looks like a little ghost.

"Coax them back!"

The Hebrews ran very fast, and some of them had already run through the minefields that had been trodden through, and approached within 200 meters of the Ming position.

The mortars and grenadiers of the Ming army were smashed down as if they didn't want money.

The Hebrews, like the Ottomans, were soon surrounded by smoke and flames.

Now the war is fighting, first of all, an artillery battle.

When Shang Kexi heard the sound of machine guns, the Hebrew soldiers had already rushed within a hundred meters.

The Ming soldiers lay behind their bunkers and fired at the approaching Hebrew soldiers.

It is very difficult for people to hit on the run, but fortunately, the Arca rifle has a three-shot burst function.

The fast and slow machine is adjusted to two, and three bullets are fired at once. As long as it hits, that person basically loses his combat effectiveness.

The Hebrew artillery here was aiming at the Ming army like crazy.

As long as the muzzle fire of the machine guns on the side of the Ming army was exposed, it didn't take long for shells to fall down.

The Hebrews, who had no scruples, even pushed the cannon to the front and fired straight ahead.

After a few shots from Daming's machine gun, he had to change his position.

As long as you run slower and want to shoot a few more bullets, you will be directly overturned by the shell. Even people with machine guns were lifted into the sky.