Before the attack, the Southeast Army continued to wash the ground with firepower, including muskets, bombs, bows and arrows, kerosene jars, and so on. It beat the western wall of Istanbul so badly that it was very sour.

The artillery on the powerful battleship formations located in the Golden Horn and the Marmara Sea also joined the "ensemble", making it a mess.

The Southeast Army is like a bird-like, why can't you have a conversation between men!

The Baotou guys hiding in the ruined wall of the city thought bitterly, feeling the violent shock of the city wall. In some places, they felt that the city wall seemed to fall, and their hearts trembled.

This was attacked by the Yicheng Cannon!

The power of the Yicheng Cannon is powerful, and even more powerful is to put Baotou in a state of mental stress.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The violent crits were all around, and there were flying thunder cannon shells, and some of them were large-caliber toad cannons. They sent out large bombs of 50 kilograms and exploded on the city wall.

The Baotou guys lowered their heads, covered their ears with their hands, and opened their mouths to prevent the eardrum from rupturing --- they already knew this medical principle, but they still couldn't prevent it.

Bombs are more terrifying than artillery shells. Every time the shells approach, they will trigger Baotou’s indescribable fear, because they don’t know if they will be bombed and eat flying nails and steel balls.

The bomb with long smoke fell down, and it felt like a lightning flashed in front of them. No matter how brave the Baotou was, they could only be a tortoise with their heads shrunk. They tried to hold their heads tighter, waiting for a burst of scalp hair. The sound of hemp explosion, the air trembling, debris of mud, rock and wood flew on the outer walls and gates of the fortress, dust and smoke infiltrated the Tibetan soldiers' cave.

The Baotou guys endure, endure, they know very well that the attacks are coming one after another, and the heretics are too rich!

It only takes about a tenth of a second to feel it flying by or hitting it up, a loud noise, and a terrible explosion, tearing Baotou's nerves.

This time, the Southeast Army’s firepower preparation did not take long, and there was no trace of Baotou in the city. They were all hidden, so that the Southeast Army snipers on the soil hills in the distance could not find the target, and there was no need to waste ammunition.

So the southeast army infantry phalanx began to move forward, the first is the archers!

They advanced to a distance of fifty meters from the city, and then raised their arrows to the sky.

There are so many arrows, the sky is dark.

"Hu Hu Hu Hu..." The sound of bowstrings one after another reached the ears of Yan Changwu, Chief of Staff David, and Minister Liu Kongzhao who had arrived on the hill to watch the battle. Liu Kongzhao polished his shoes and said: "What a sweet voice! "

As a result, he slapped a flattery, and Yan Changwu snorted coldly: "It used to be so sweet when the Tatars used arrows to attack Jinan City!"

So scared that Liu Kongzhao dared not take the trouble, Mr. David patted him on the shoulder and said solemnly: "Dear Master Liu, war is hateful. Your Majesty launched the war not for war, but to end the war as soon as possible, and let the earth enjoy peace forever! "

If it were appropriate, Yan Changwu nodded politely. Liu Kongzhao naturally didn't dare to be disrespectful to Yan Changwu, and yelled at Mr. David, you dead warmonger, a **** smuggler-trafficker. If it weren't for a bit of luck, I would have impeached you!

You know, Mr. David is a white-skinned man. The rivalry between White-skinned and Baotou is deeper than the Mediterranean and higher than the Alps. This war of tens of thousands of miles to the country was provoked by the white-skinned Mr. David. He let the Chinese athletes live. Blood and sacrifice overseas!

If it were not for the Southeast Army to go from one victory to another, Mr. David had not been taken down, otherwise, when the Southeast Army suffered a big defeat, he would be a traitor who deceived the emperor, and everyone would be blamed!

To be honest, no one of the Gungun princes of the two Chinese dynasties was extremely jealous of Mr. David, the white-skinned person, and wanted to replace him in his dreams. Because of Yan Changwu's brilliance, everyone wanted to be a great minister close to the sun to attract the attention of the world. Hundreds!

It is a pity that they are disappointed, and they seem to be getting more and more disappointed, because as the former commander-in-chief of the battle against Baotou, Mr. David is a stranger in life, and is expected to win the "crown" of the Ottoman in Istanbul to dedicate it to Yan Changwu. By then, Mr. David will have the two honorary titles of "Main Creator of the Southeastern Navy" and "Conqueror of Istanbul". He will not be ranked low in the history of the Southeastern countries and even the two Chinas. He must be Ling. Passengers in the smoke pavilion.

Hey, Liu Kongzhao’s thoughts are the thoughts of many people. They wanted to divide the pork before the battle was completely over, so they wanted to kick Mr. David away...

Mr. David was born with an exquisite heart. I don’t know what these guys are thinking. He secretly scolds the guys that they want to divide the pork before they kill the pigs. What he lamented is that where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. , Go your own way, let others talk about it!

As for Yan Changwu, he is triumphant. He is about to achieve an offensive against the Ottomans, he will achieve an unparalleled historical reputation, and he will reach the pinnacle of his life and be crowned emperor. Thinking about it, he is still a little excited!

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Not to mention that the monarchs and ministers have different minds, but on the front line, the Southeast Army has one mind.

Take down Istanbul!

At the end of the eight hills near the city, there are two 500-man phalanx on the left and the right ~lightnovelpub.net~ Half of them are iron soldiers, responsible for tank charge, and the other half are mixed forces, including musketeers. , And there are grenadiers. Everyone has a red scarf on their right arm. These are the death fighters. They carry a bowl of wine in their hands.

In this way, the eight bosses of Zuo Menggeng, Dang Shousu, Dou Mingwang, Ma Bao, and He Zhen, Zhang Neng, Tian Hu, and Zhang Nai of the Eighth Army, each on a **** of a soil mountain, hold a bowl. Wine, for the expeditions!

After drinking this bowl of wine, go to the city wall!

Everyone drank the bowl of wine happily and threw the bowl, accompanied by the crisp sound, endless pride rose in the chest, charge!

The Iron Man was supported by ordinary infantry up to the top of the hill, and then marched forward.

Behind the death squad, there are phalanxes one after another, ready to follow up on the hills.

If you don't take Istanbul today, you will never give up!

"Boom boom, boom boom..." An agitated drum sounded.

"Charge, kill!"

"Fight for your majesty!"

"Our army is victorious, victorious!" Amidst the countless shouts, various high-profile and passionate shouts continued to be heard, resounding through the sky.

The drums urge people to forge ahead. Everyone is affected by the determination and momentum. When the people are in it, life seems to be unimportant, because all people are infecting each other and supporting each other, especially watching When they arrived, the bosses also put on thick armor and are about to go into battle.

Your Majesty is behind us watching us move forward!

The bosses are with us.

Our army will win, rush!

Istanbul is full of fires and smoke billowing from the depths, and there is a sea of ​​surging horses and crowds outside the city walls, and the entire city is at risk as it is facing the tide.

The fate of this city is about to be doomed!

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