my days with tyrants

Chapter 408: Total Invasion of the Ming Dynasty

Just when Murad was still sighing about this Eastern warrior, several personal guards were already flying up, and then the guy was wielding a strange weapon and bumped out in the blood.

The next moment he roared like a lion.

The bodyguards behind him rushed towards him in a state of chaos.

The stunned Murad still woke up amidst the anxious shouts and hurriedly rushed into the separating formation.

The cavalry on both sides fired sharp arrows intensively.

But at the same time, a strange roar sounded in the sky, as if a boulder thrown by a trebuchet fell.

Before he could turn around, something brushed behind him, and the war horse under his crotch screamed and flipped up, throwing him directly backwards from the horse. With the severe pain on his back, he hit the ground hard again. , he almost fainted and struggled to get up with a strong courage, but then a black shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and a huge force hit his face, and he was knocked backwards again.

Now he couldn't get up anymore.

Squirting out a mouthful of blood, he opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at the figure that appeared in front of him.

This was a man in colorful clothes, holding a strange weapon in his hand. The front part was a thick copper mallet, and behind the handle was a ball as big as a man's head. Although he didn't understand what it was, he knew that this thing must be very heavy. , because this person was swinging it and smashing it around.The cavalrymen and horses that were hit fell down in a splash of blood and flesh. There was even a horse whose whole head was smashed. The blood and minced meat that was stirred up and thrown down fell like raindrops.Under this violent attack, there were no living people around him in the blink of an eye. The corpses of people and war horses and even their limbs were piled up bloody, while the cavalry further out were so frightened that no one dared to step forward...

"Are you Murad?"

The man said in Turkic dialect very ferociously.

Murad opened his mouth, but because it was filled with blood, he could only make some strange sounds.

The man slammed the weapon in his hand on the ground, then lowered his head and picked up one of his feet. He was at a loss and didn't understand what this man was going to do.

The latter raised his foot and stepped on his other leg.

Murad raised his hand tremblingly, wanting to ask this guy, but the guy suddenly lifted up the leg he was holding.

Because the lower leg was stepped on, it was actually fixed to the ground, and Murad was lifted by him and lay on his side, so the sharp tearing pain came all of a sudden, and Murad couldn't help but scream. Then he watched his leg continue to rise. The severe pain made him let out a heart-piercing scream. He struggled like crazy and tried to get rid of the clutches, but the result was that the angle between his legs was getting wider and wider. , and at the same time, the severe tearing pain also overwhelmed his consciousness...

"Damn it, it's not as strong as Miranshah!"

Yang Feng looked at Murad who was twitching at his feet and said.

As he spoke, he looked around, and the surroundings were stunned. The Ottoman soldiers looked at the strange-looking pasha in his hand as if they were dumbfounded.

Pasha's blood was still flowing at Yang Feng's feet.

Yang Feng looked at them with an evil smile, and then continued to move forward little by little until Murad's leg was almost parallel to his body...

"Here, here's your pasha!"

he shouted.

Then he grabbed Murad's ankles with both hands and threw him towards an Ottoman cavalry like a dead dog.

The latter fled in horror, but was still hit in the head. Because Pasha's body was relatively empty, the two of them fell entangled with each other...

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Ambassador Yang laughed wildly with satisfaction.

Then he ignored the Ottoman soldiers around him and turned directly towards the Ming army.

And the latter has already started to move forward...

"I feel like the world is the same without me."

Yang Feng stood on the hill and looked at the battlefield below with emotion.

Although only three thousand Ming troops participated in the battle, and the rest were Zhao Sheng troops, the situation was still overwhelming.

Three small phalanxes in the shape of the Three Thousand Ming Military Products were attacking and advancing on the battlefield. The three phalanxes alternately provided cover, attracting the Ottomans and Bulgarians to attack, and then used the artillery on the high ground behind them and the magic guns in their hands to kill the enemies. people.Neither the Ottomans nor the Bulgarians had any experience fighting the Ming army. All they had were the legends of the Ottomans, Serbian soldiers and other soldiers who had fled to the west.

The latter is of course a serious fiction.

Therefore, they lacked understanding of the Ming army and still bravely attacked these three square formations.

Then under the intensive firepower, corpses were everywhere.

This is a designed fire trap.

Because the Ming army relied on the Golden Horn Bay on one side and high ground on the other side, but deliberately left space for the cavalry to outflank the coast...

On the sea are warships.

Although Zhu Di does not have a heavy artillery battleship, even a small merchant ship can carry those rapid-fire artillery and field artillery. As for the magic gun in the hands of the soldiers, this small sampan will do. After taking Galata , all these warships poured into the Golden Horn.The Ottoman cavalry, who did not know that these warships had a strike range of hundreds of meters, naturally tried to attack the Ming army from the flanks, but they happened to fall into the range of the cannonballs and even bullets of these warships.On the warships dozens of meters away from the shore, various light artillery and magical muskets were used to shoot at the Ottoman cavalry crossing in front of them. On the other side of the latter, the firepower of the Ming army's formation also increased. Shooting these cavalrymen.

As for the other side of the phalanx, there is a high ground three to 40 meters higher.

There are heavy artillery on it.It even includes a heavy siege gun that was pushed up hard.

That was originally the position for bombarding Galata. There were not only heavy artillery, but also mortars, rockets, and heavy weapons.

The Bulgarians, who had little understanding of the range and power of these weapons, also ran headlong into their striking range and were shattered by the shells.

"It's time to investigate."

Zhang Fu, who was in charge of the command, said.

The signal soldier beside him waved the signal flag, and then from the hot air balloon above his head, the signal soldier issued an order to attack to the waiting Zhao Sheng Army.

Zhang Fu looked at Ambassador Yang who was still pretentious...

"Then go back quickly, we really don't need you here."

He said.

"Indeed, your sister needs me more."

Yang Feng said seriously.

On the battlefield ahead, with the addition of the Zhao Sheng Army, the Ottoman and Bulgarian coalition forces immediately began to rout.

With the loneliness of an invincible man, Yang Feng turned around and hugged his new favorite, walking to the ferry waiting for him at the seaside. After boarding the boat, he changed into his Tatar uniform and returned to the castle to convey Zhu Di's instructions to Manuel II. The latter accepted this obediently, but he watched the Ottomans' defeat from the city wall...

Of course, he definitely couldn't see Yang Feng tearing up a living person with his hands.

The castle wall is at least 1000 meters away from the place where Yang Feng tore a living person with his hands. The Ming Dynasty-made telescope in Manuel II’s hands did not have this capability.

The defeat of the Ottoman and Bulgarian coalition strengthened Manuel II's determination to surrender. Since Zhu Di wanted him to attract reinforcements here, it was better for him because he didn't need to take risks.

Yang Feng left King's Castle immediately. As for his new favorite...

Of course I took it back.

And he also gave Manuel II a letter of surrender to the Ming Emperor. Even if he had to cooperate with Zhu Di in acting, the letter of surrender had to be sent to the Ming Dynasty first, and Isabella served as his official The envoy will follow Yang Feng to the Ming Dynasty. As for the identity, of course it will be given to a Roman princess.Anyway, the Ming Dynasty was also an empress, and the ruler was also a princess. Her Royal Highness the Princess of Rome represented the Roman Emperor and went to the Ming Dynasty to present a letter of surrender to the Ming Emperor, completing a key step in Rome's surrender to the Ming Dynasty.

This is also for insurance purposes.

Manuel II also knew that even if he really cooperated with Zhu Di, Zhu Di might actually kill him after breaking the city.

He's not that innocent yet.

But he first surrendered to the Ming Emperor through Yang Feng, who could guarantee that Zhu Di would not dare to do this.

understand.

Yang Feng took Isabella out of the castle and then walked overland through the Ottoman territory. Isabella told the Ottomans in a public identity that she was ordered to go to another territory of Manuel II. That is the Principality of Moria in the Peloponnese Peninsula.

This explanation is reasonable, after all, it is the safest place there.

Then Yang Feng acted as her entourage, so they first reached Adrianople, then continued forward to avoid the coalition forces of Issa and others who were attacking there, and went inland southward to Greece, all the way to Athens, and then forward. Just pass the Six Mile Wall to enter Moria.His original intention was to visit Greece, especially cities like Athens and Sparta, and then find a port to hire a ship to Syria, and then to Basra. From there it would be faster to take the Ming Dynasty's merchant ship back.

however……

Athens.

Parthenon.

It is not yet in ruins, in fact it is still used as an Orthodox church.

But later the Ottomans used it as a fortress, especially an arsenal, and then it was hit by mortar shells and died when the Venetians attacked the city.

"Damn it, he actually brought the fleet over?"

Yang Feng stood in front of this temple and looked at the huge fleet on the sea in the distance.

Flames sprayed from the sides of the warships, and the sound of cannons rolled like muffled thunder. However, the Venetian fleet that had just arrived in the port of Athens was being destroyed one by one under the bombardment of cannonballs.

Zheng He's fleet arrived.

I don’t know how he completed this exotic voyage of tens of thousands of miles, but he did bring this huge fleet from Guangzhou to Athens, and it seemed that the losses were not large, at least the number of warships did not seem to be significantly reduced. .In fact, there should be more, but there are some extra Arabian warships. They should be North African pirates who followed him to make a fortune. They blocked dozens of Venetian warships in the port of Athens, and the latter was beaten without any chance of fighting back. Their burning smoke filled the whole of Athens.

A priest behind Yang Feng looked at the destruction with horrified eyes.

"Tell him that if you want to save this city, go tell the people below and surrender to this fleet honestly."

Yang Feng said.

Isabella hurried to the priest.

(End of this chapter)