Suleiman immediately understood that he had guessed the mind of the Ming prince, and continued excitedly: "The Ottomans don't have any good feelings for the pagans of Europa, since the Ming Empire doesn't like the chaotic guys of Europa, then the Ottomans are willing to become friends of the Ming Empire, for the Ming Empire."

Hua Houwei suddenly sneered, pointed at Suleiman and said unceremoniously: "Suleiman, you play a little clever with Lao Tzu again, believe it or not, there will be a United Nations joint *** to attack the Ottomans tomorrow?" Do you really think that Daming needs a broken settlement? Naive!"

Suleiman was stunned for a moment, his face was red and white, and his eyes were full of anger! Wan Songlin also sneered: "What strength does the Ottoman have now? Can you still jump? Suleiman, this world is fair and cruel, your status matches your strength, don't be delusional about something that doesn't belong to you!"

At this time, the Ottomans were not the great empire that spanned Europe, Asia and Africa, and had not yet entered their most glorious moment. After the First Battle of Samarkand, the Ottomans lost most of their strength. Especially the Dardanelles cannon, which was built by the Ottomans, there are not many in the country, and all of them have fallen into the hands of the Ming Dynasty.

Suleiman sighed, although Suleiman was extremely intelligent, he was still very young. He slowly walked up to Hua Houwei, knelt on his knees, and said sincerely, "Your Royal Highness, Your Royal Highness Suleiman has no other meaning, but just wants to explain a fact. There was no fundamental contradiction between the Ottomans and the Ming Dynasty, on the contrary, there were the same interests and aspirations, and there was a basis for an alliance. Please don't care about the abruptness of His Highness Suleiman, Osman, Osman."

Su Laiman sighed, bent down towards Hua Houwei, and bowed at ninety degrees: "Yes! I was wrong! The Ottoman Empire will be the most loyal servant of the Ming Empire, and will fight for Europa for the Ming Empire!"

The stubborn young man finally lowered his head highly, recognized the huge gap between the Ming and the Ottomans, and recognized the subordinate position of the Ottomans, and Hua Houwei was satisfied. But what to do with the Ottomans? How can its value be reflected? Hua Houwei thought about it, and simply asked Suleiman to say by himself: "Suleiman, I am a very fair person, what kind of strength has what kind of treatment, what kind of role will have what kind of status, what kind of status do you think Ottoman should have?"

Hua Houwei's words are very clear that if Suleiman could not prove the significance of Ottoman's existence, then the Ming Empire would not care about Ottoman's thoughts. Sweat was dripping from Suleiman's forehead, and he looked up at Hua Houwei and said slowly: "The situation in Eastern Europe is extremely complicated, the Grand Duchy of Moscow has become a regional power, and Grand Duke Vasily III is ambitious, he wants to become the heir of the Eastern Roman Empire, and he wants to become the tsar. Oh, and the Tsar is actually Caesar, the name of the emperor of the Roman Empire. There are constant contradictions between Poland and the Teutonic Knights, and a war is going on between the Grand Duchy of Lithuania and the Grand Duchy of Moscow for Smolensk."

Hua Houwei was shocked, that snake-like Tsarist Russia was about to appear? That's a big problem! So he nodded, "What can Osman do?"

Suleiman spread his hands: "It depends on the attitude of the Ming Empire, the Holy Roman Empire is also constantly involved in the affairs of Eastern Europe, and the Pope is also paying close attention to Eastern Europe."

Hua Houwei nodded: "Well, what is that of the Grand Duchy of Moscow, oh, Vasily, why does he want to be the Tsar? Don't the rest of Europa have an opinion?"

Suleiman was in good spirits, not afraid to ask questions, not afraid to work, afraid that Daming really didn't need Osman, it would be difficult to do. He explained with a smile: "Vasily III's father is Ivan III, and his mother is a Byzantine princess who escaped from Constantinople, so legally speaking, Byzantium without an heir can be inherited by Vasily III."

Yo, it turns out that the tsar came like this! No wonder he can become a European gendarme, and he is a descendant of the Eastern Roman Empire in terms of emotional bloodline! Huahou Wei's history is a mess, and the history of Russia is not known at all, and only now do I understand that the original tsar is Caesar, and only then do I understand the origin of Russia. So what else to say? If the Ottomans don't want to develop, it is completely in the interests of the Ming Dynasty to let the Ottomans and Russia continue to fight!

"Well, what is Poland's attitude?"

"Poland and Lithuania are inseparable allies, and the relationship with Muscovy is naturally hostile

。 Of course, we Ottomans and Poland are not friends, the allies of the Ottomans are the Crimean Khanate, and Muscovy and Poland and Lithuania are all in a state of war."

Oh, my God! Disorderly! Hua Houwei had a headache, there are countless countries in this place, large and small, but it is not like that of later generations, just a few countries. Suleiman only said Poland, Lithuania, Moscow, Crimea, but Hua Houwei also knew that there were other places here, what Kazan Khanate, Ukraine, Slovenia... q.

Forget it, whatever! Hua Houwei spoke: "Suleiman, if you have the support of the Ming Dynasty, can you defeat the Muscovy? And Poland, Lithuania?"

Suleiman shook his head: "Not enough strength! The Ottomans lost 180,000 troops this time, as did the Dardanelles artillery."

Hua Hou Wei laughed, "Isn't the 80,000 Fire Gun Army of Zeyi's servant enough? And those cannons that we can't use, we can let the Ottomans redeem them! In addition, the Ming Dynasty has a lot of firearms that can be sold to the Ottomans, and as long as there is gold, then everything is not a problem!"

Suleiman stood up in surprise, staring at Hua Houwei with a pair of eagle eyes: "Your Excellency, is this true?"

Wan Songlin was not happy, and sneered: "Who do you think the Prince of Daming in front of you is? Emperor Daming is his own brother, our Ming is not like you, brothers fight to the death. The relationship between the prince and the emperor is not only very harmonious, but the prince is also the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty!"

Suleiman was surprised in his heart, could Da Ming actually be like this? Can a younger brother inherit the throne of an older brother? Is the emperor's son willing? But this is a matter of Daming, and it has nothing to do with him. He nodded and solemnly promised: "If the Ming really allowed the Ottomans to redeem their warriors and artillery guns with gold, then the Ottomans will unite Safavids, Uzbekistans, Mughals, Kazan, Crimea and other countries to attack Muscovy, as well as Lithuania and Poland."

Hua Houwei nodded silently: "Suleiman, Ismaili, Shaybani, Babur, you can do it yourself." But I allow you to take advantage of mine, do you understand?"

Suleiman knelt down again: "Thank you, Your Excellency, for your generosity, I think I understand what you mean. So, when is the time to trade?"

Hua Houwei raised his eyebrows and shook his head: "What? Don't you have enough troops to take Istanbul?"

Suleiman smiled awkwardly, "Yes, I only have 70,000 men in my hands, but I still have 100,000 troops in Istanbul and 100 Dardanelles cannons."

Wan Songlin looked at Hua Hou Wei, Hua Hou Wei smiled and nodded: "Yes! Your muddy water company, hehe, kind of interesting. You can see what you do!"

Wan Songlin was overjoyed, coughed, and his tone changed to become very tempting: "Your Highness Suleiman, I have a mercenary army of the Muddy Waters Company in my hand, the price is a little higher, but the combat effectiveness is super strong, comparable to the elite of the Ming army, are you interested?"

"Yes! It's so much!" Suleiman was overjoyed! This is good, if Da Ming sends troops directly, he will also have a bad reputation as a betrayer and an enemy who killed his father. If it were a mercenary, all these after-effects would not exist. However, Suleiman squinted at Jimu Shibai and gritted his teeth.

"Can I talk to you alone?"

Wan Songlin looked at Su Laiman in surprise, and then looked at Hua Houwei. Hua Houwei was stunned for a moment, then showed a look of disdain, and nodded indifferently: "Yes!"

Wan Songlin didn't know why Hua Houwei had this reaction, and just wanted to ask, Hua Houwei waved his hand: "Go! I have something to say to him."

When the two of them found another place to talk, Ji Mu Shibai asked in surprise, "Your Excellency, is there anything you need me to do?"

Hua Houwei suddenly asked, "Ji Mu Shibai, when you were slashing Nan Pasha, was it painful?"

The anger on his face flashed, and he nodded slightly, tears flowed unconsciously: "I'm sorry, please forgive a sinner who had to kill his own father and didn't want others to reveal his scars."

Hua Houwei nodded: "Well, understood! So do you regret that you castrated yourself with your own hands for the sake of Osman killing a teacher like your father?"

Jimu Shibai sighed: "

Who wouldn't want to be a normal person? Who wouldn't want a good name? However, the Ottomans have been defeated, and if I escape, not a single of the 90,000 Ottoman troops will return to the Ottomans alive. Your Excellency, for the sake of my teacher, for the sake of my country, and for me, even if I endure many hardships, that is my duty!"

Hua Hou Wei shook his head regretfully: "Mu Shibai, have you thought about the future without you?"

He lowered his head and buried himself deep in his body, and only raised his head after a while: "I'm sorry, I lost my temper. I don't have a future, a sinner who killed a teacher, there will be no future. Where is the future for a man who is not a man?"

Hua Houwei admired the sincerity of Jimu Shibai and decided to give him a chance: "Jimu Shibai, what would you do if you were asked to join the Ming Empire and give you the position of governor?"

He was stunned for a long time, but still shook his head: "Thank you for your favor, I think I am an Ottoman!"

Hua Houwei nodded and stopped talking. Wan Songlin came back with a gloomy face and whispered a few words in Huahou Wei. Hua Houwei smiled slightly: "I guessed, it's all like this, promise him!"

Wan Songlin turned his head to look at Suleiman and nodded slightly. Suleiman slowly walked in front of Jimu Shibai, and the sword flashed!