The Turks are coming! They finally went on the offensive. Everyone was excited.

The Russians on the other side were a little alarmed when they saw so many people suddenly appearing on the river, and hurriedly stopped the attack and closed their front to the fortifications.

The Austrians did not take advantage of the victory to pursue and were stationed in place to rest. It was not until the Turkish troops came ashore one after another that they began to march.

The two armies were united under the command of the more prestigious Kemal, but all operations were to be communicated to the Austrians in advance.

Since the day before yesterday, the Russian army in Crimea has gradually surrendered to the Turkish army, and until yesterday, the entire territory of Crimea had fallen, and Kemal was able to free up a large number of troops to invest in the Dnieper.

The commander of the Austrian reserve told his superiors this information, and the Austro-Hungarian top brass was very excited when they learned about it, and asked Kemal to launch an attack from the east, attack the back of the Russian army, and penetrate the last few ports in Ukraine, so that the Black Sea Fleet has nowhere to live.

The next day, the army began to march.

They launched a series of attacks, beating the Russian army to defeat one after another, and there was no way to fight back.

Immediately afterwards, without giving any opportunity to relax, it continued to press the energy of the Russian army and drove all the way to the coastal areas.

Although the Black Sea Fleet was equipped with countless huge cannons, the newspaper said that they were no longer shells, and that the naval guns were just a pile of ornaments, and there was no threat to the army.

The Allied offensive became even more daring, and in one day all three fronts advanced about seventy-two kilometres, and without the slightest sign of stopping, the invasion continued.

By May 25, the Allied forces had completely torn apart the Russian defenses, and all the Russians had nowhere to hide but to be surrounded and waiting for death to come.

The front has advanced more than 300 kilometers again, and this time the offensive is not in as many directions as before, and it is completely a straight line from the north.

But it was this straight line that easily broke through the weakness of the Russian army, and it is still expanding its results.

The only port left for the Russian Black Sea Fleet to live in was short-lived, and the Allied forces were less than 34 kilometers away.

It is impossible to hold off the enemy's attack on land, so don't think about letting the infantry withstand it.

The Russian naval officer looked apprehensively at the sea, and then looked back at the scorched earth, his face full of melancholy.

A group of sailors were carrying things, mostly food and the few shells left, but the officers lied to the sailors that they would get money for the next time they went ashore.

Soon the ship was filled with something like that, the deck became crowded, and the sailors had some difficulty in moving, but they were still very happy to communicate with each other.

The naval officer looked at them sadly, his red and swollen eyes with some apology, and then his eyes became resolute again, but when he looked back and saw the Ukrainian land behind him, it dimmed again.

After a few lamentations, I suddenly heard gunfire in the distance, and it became more and more dense.

He knew he couldn't stay any longer, even if he was full of regret and regret, there was nothing he could do.

Before leaving, he took with him the most monumental thing in the port: dust.

The unarmed battleships flew away, farther and farther from land, separating even if they were no longer visible.

The Russian Black Sea Fleet had more than 50 warships, but there was not a single shell to fire, and the boxes contained only food, beer, and explosives...

Waves stirred up on the surface of the sea, and the waves crashed against the ships. Suddenly there was a thunderclap, dark clouds quickly spread across the sky, and the wind swept through everything, mixed with the rain and smashed down on the ship.

When the rainstorm came, the sailors immediately ran back to the cabin. To their surprise, however, this was no ordinary rainfall.

Suddenly, a wave of about eight meters long rose, instantly covering several ships in front of the fleet.

The water also turned jet black, and it seemed that several whirlpools were forming to pull the surrounding boats in.

By the time they reacted, three of their ships were incapacitated and had fallen overboard to escape to other ships.

The officer felt an inexplicable pull on his ship, and hurriedly asked the crew to drive outside, dodging the whirlpool and waves, and escaping.

The entire fleet was hovering between life and death, and it took nearly two hours for the terrible weather to disappear, and the crew for the rest of the day was terrified.

After counting the losses, they lost a total of 7 battleships, only a handful of rescued sailors, and countless missing.

Enduring their grief, they continued their voyage.

Two days later, the sea was calm, but the Russian Black Sea Fleet received a letter, which was a letter of persuasion:

"Russians on the Black Sea Fleet, you have no way to retreat, the entire territory of Ukraine is our army, the ports are under our control, the entire Black Sea area is surrounded by us, you have no way to retreat. Are you going to starve to death on the ship? Or do you want to chisel your own battleship? Don't do anything stupid, surrender quickly! ”

After reading it tremblingly, the officers of the fleet had mixed feelings, but they still concealed the matter and took the pressure of this information alone.

But after a day, many small boats appeared on the sea, and the Russians wanted to sink them, but there were no shells and could only watch them approach.

They didn't come to attack the Russians, but they came to propagate, and what they propagated was the letter of surrender that had been sent before.

The Russian sailors, who had been expecting it, instantly fell low when they heard their words, and the fleet officers realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly boarded the deck to expel the small ships with rifles.

Then he turned back and shouted, "Go!" Go Istanbul! ”