The sky is high, the clouds are light, the autumn air is crisp, and the sky seems to have risen hundreds of thousands of miles. The autumn grass on the ground is withered and yellow, and the earth is a mess after harvest.

The further north you go, the colder the weather gets, and the colder Dorgon's heart becomes.

When I passed by Kiev, I still had expectations in my heart. I hoped that this city would also be a prosperous city, and at least I would still have room to express myself.

He left disappointed. Compared with Constantinople, Kiev was just a pigeonhole. The shops on the streets were less than 20% of those in Constantinople. The population was also much smaller. Dorgon estimated that the most

One hundred thousand people.

At night, this place becomes a dark world. The little bits of light emitted from the houses are almost like fireflies. Not to mention compared with Mumbai, even compared with Constantinople, it is far behind.

The further north you go, the fewer cities there are. The land is close to a barbaric state, and the grass on the ground is as tall as a person. Sometimes when riding a horse through the grassland, you need to use a compass to identify the direction.

This is the famous Kipchak grassland, which is very suitable for grazing. So the ancient Mongols stayed here and established the Kipchak Khanate. The Russian nation, as a Slavic people, was ruled by the Mongols for three hundred years.

Mongolians prefer pasture to producing food.

"Dorgon, this place is like a wilderness, worse than Heilongjiang. Do we really have development here?" Jilharang looked at Dorgon with some worry.

"Jilharang, what we want is the wilderness. Bombay is prosperous, and so is Constantinople. But what do you think? Li Xiao is like a shark that smells blood. As long as he smells it,

If you smell prosperity, the army will chase you and kill you.

There is nothing we can do about it. Only when we get to Moscow, maybe we can get better. When I was in Bombay, I helped Kutuzov a lot. I hope he still remembers this favor. Of course, we can also

Help Russians become stronger.

Don’t forget, the Russians once fought with the Ming Dynasty in Heilongjiang. For Russia, they don’t like the Ming Dynasty and hate the Ming Dynasty even more. It’s just that there is nothing they can do about the Ming Dynasty!” Dorgon took a sip of wine from the glass bottle.

, took the last sip. The remaining wine was poured into his mouth, and he shook out a few drops.

After saying "suck" "suck", he shook his hand and threw the bottle far away.

"Will the Russians be Ming's opponents?" Zirharang expressed doubts about the Russians' combat effectiveness.

Until now, Jierhalang found that as long as Li Xiao still commands the Ming army, it seems that there is no power in the world that can defeat him.

Even the combined military forces of the world were unable to defeat the Ming Dynasty.

"Brother! The Ming Dynasty didn't develop to what it is today all at once. They also came step by step. India once had the opportunity to catch up, but it's a pity! It was abruptly interrupted by the Ming Dynasty.

If you see the trajectory of Li Xiao's battles, you will know that he is not very enthusiastic about the land. He is not as greedy as his ancestors, he is only interested in resources and wealth.

So! Look at his attacks on India and Constantinople. These were all for the Ming Dynasty to better plunder resources and develop trade routes.

In the later stages of India's development, India is actually no worse than Ming Dynasty in terms of technology. We have also developed airships, machine guns, artillery and even generators. We only need another year or two of research before India can generate electricity like Ming Dynasty.

Come.

There are some things you may not know yet. The direction Mr. Newton is researching is the gasoline engine. This is a kind of refined oil used as the driving force. It is more powerful and more convenient than the steam engine. Based on the feedback from the craftsmen, Mr. Newton developed

The gasoline engine is even more advanced than the Ming Dynasty’s.”

"But in the end we failed! We were completely defeated in Bombay, and even Wu Sangui disappeared in the chaos. Do you think he can escape?"

"I don't know about this, maybe it's possible or not. Wu Sangui is not a cunning person, his character is more headstrong.

From the last attack on Zhangxi, I knew that Wu Sangui was doomed. Because Mumbai seemed to be prosperous on the surface, but in fact, apart from Mumbai, the entire Indian economy collapsed.

The scary thing about the Ming Dynasty is that they can launch attacks continuously. There are unlimited manpower, material resources, and financial resources in the country for them to squander, but in the end, India had to snatch food from the farmers who cultivated the land.

Rather than saying that India was defeated militarily, it is better to say that Wu Sangui only focused on military industry and ignored the economy. As a result, India went on a rampage and ended up with a domestic economy that collapsed. The soldiers had no bullets, the artillery had no shells, and even the soldiers could not even fill their stomachs.

How can such an army fight?

I hope I can successfully meet the Tsar this time when I go to Russia. I heard that the Russian Tsar is quite wise. As long as he accepts my philosophy of governing the country, I can make Russia flourish in this land.

In less than twenty years, this will be a country that can stand shoulder to shoulder with the Ming Dynasty. By that time, we will definitely be able to return to our hometown in Liaodong.

Twenty years, at our age, you and I can still afford to wait." Dorgon looked into the distance with solemn and profound eyes. It seemed as if he wanted to look across thousands of mountains and rivers and see his hometown of Shenyang in Liaodong, Liaoyang, and his hometown of Hetuala.

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"Hey...! I hope we can still have a chance to return to our hometown. The Great Khan once established such a powerful khanate, but in the end he was defeated by Li Xiao.

Damn Li Xiao, he always comes up with some weird weapons. All the elite soldiers and generals of our Eight Banners were destroyed in his hands. Now that I think of him, I want to eat his flesh and drink his blood."

When Li Xiao came, Jierhalang gritted his teeth with hatred.

"Haha! Jierhalang, you are wrong. Li Xiao relies on his sharp weapons to fight, but he is also a master of strategy and tactics.

Although he is an enemy, I still admire his strategic vision.

When dealing with us, Hou Jin, he constantly divided our routes to encircle and suppress us, using powerful weapons to consume our effective forces. When dealing with the Indians, he constantly lured Wu Sangui into fighting, and these were all high-consumption wars.

The aid to the Jungar Mongols greatly consumed India's national power. It eventually led to the collapse of India's national power, and Li Xiao almost won without a fight.

Looking at the deal with the Ottomans this time, the powerful Ottoman Empire, the storm is about to come and the building will collapse in an instant. As soon as I take action, Constantinople is surrounded, if I expected it is not bad.

At this time, the elite Turkic warriors in Sassenita and Sophia Castle have been completely wiped out by Li Xiao. Kuopulu's army is also in danger.

After wiping out the Turkic army, the Turks will become tigers without teeth and claws. No matter how hard you try, they will only moan twice.

Maybe we will get the news when we arrive in Moscow that the Ottoman Empire has collapsed. It will be divided into many small countries like India. And in the future, it will never be possible to merge into a whole."

"The Ottoman Empire was also a big empire in the Middle East. How could it be easily overthrown by Li Xiao?" Jirharang didn't believe that such a huge empire could actually collapse in just a few months.

Even if Li Xiao had superb command and excellent strategic vision, he would not be so fast.

"Perhaps now, Li Xiao has accepted the worship of Suleiman II in Constantinople. The larger the empire, the greater its weaknesses.

Just like countries like India and Turkey. Their biggest weakness is ethnic divisions and sectarian hatred. With these two things existing, the country will never be able to cohere as a whole.

The final straw for India was Zhang Xi's betrayal, and the final straw for the Ottoman Empire was the Kurds, Arabs, Persians, Romanians, Slavs, Hungarians, and Yazidis within its territory.

So many ethnic groups have been artificially kneaded together by force, and it only takes a moment for them to become a piece of loose sand. In this world, it is difficult to find a single-ethnic country like the Ming Dynasty.

The Han people make up the vast majority, and other ethnic minorities will not be able to make trouble no matter how much they make trouble. After all, their numbers are too small."

Dorgon predicted everything with his forward-thinking vision, but he was still wrong.

At this time, Suleiman II did not kneel at Li Xiao's feet, but stood inside the tall tower. He looked sadly at the subjects who were about to starve to death at his feet. He wanted to save them, but was unable to do anything.

A sense of powerlessness crawled all over my body, and I was hungry. As a sultan, I had to set an example and could only eat one piece of bread a day. Although everyone knew that this was just a few more days, but what could be done.

"Your Majesty the Sultan! There is only enough food in the city to last for another seven days. After seven days, there will really be no more food." What Ahmed did not say was that after seven days, people can only eat people.

"Ahmed! We have no choice but to open the city gates and let everyone escape."

Ahmed looked bitter. Opening the city gate? The city gate has long been a decoration. There are more than a dozen huge gaps in the huge stone wall. Even if the city gate is not opened, people can run out through the gaps.

Even many defenders ran out through the gap.

The question is...what can I do if I run out? A group of them are killed by the Ming army's mines, and then another group are killed by machine guns. The rest finally rush to the front of the two armies. The result is that they are killed one by one by the Ming army's rifles.

Shoot.

Sometimes the Ming army would release barbaric Slavs, armed with axes, to kill the unarmed citizens of Constantinople.

Blood soaked every inch of soil outside the city. Standing on the city wall and looking down, there were scattered skeletons everywhere. Countless small creatures were sorting and looking for food. Even the people who were fleeing could not scare them.

They gnawed at the corpses of the deceased in broad daylight without restraint.

In fact, the phenomenon of cannibalism has already appeared in the city. The exchange of children is just a piece of meat in the neighbor's pot. How cruel you are to my children, I will be as cruel to your children. It's just an equal exchange.

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At the beginning, the officers and soldiers guarding the city wall would extort money from the refugees.

Not anymore, because money has no effect. Even if you carry a bag of gold, you can't exchange it for a piece of bread. In the face of hunger, money is useless.

Sure enough, after the city gate was opened, very few people came out of the city. Many people were too hungry and had no strength, and some were because they saw the withered bones outside the city. They were desperate, and there was no way to survive even if they left the city.

There were fewer and fewer people coming out of the city gate, and Constantinople was shrouded in a dead black cloud. At night, not a few lights could be seen in the entire Constantinople.

From the bright lights to the current glow of fireflies, Suleiman II couldn't cry. He didn't understand why things got so bad almost overnight.

It was too fast, everything happened too fast. It was hard to react. The Ottoman Empire was a powerful empire half a year ago. But now, Suleiman II felt as if he had just dreamed.

But this is a cruel reality, not an illusory dream.

What now faced Suleiman II was the question of how two million people in Constantinople could survive.

"Ahmad, I think we have only one way." Suleiman II sat weakly on the throne. This throne was once the master of the Ottoman Empire, but now it is a bit hot.

"Your Majesty the Sultan! No matter how you give the order, I will follow you. I think all the Turks will also follow you." The old Ahmed became even thinner and older.

"Tomorrow, distribute all the food. Let everyone have a full meal. Everyone in the city will gather at the door at noon tomorrow."

"Your Majesty the Sultan! What do you mean...!"

"Everyone comes out of the city, and if they want to kill, let them kill. Some people will survive in the end, and as long as some people can survive, there is hope for the Turkic nation.

When the Tang Dynasty expelled us and forced us to march westward, we also recovered. Let future generations remember our blood feud. After a few hundred years, when we recover, future generations must make the Ming Dynasty pay a more tragic price."

Suleiman II came up with a solution that was not a solution.

No matter how cold-blooded the Ming army was, they were still facing two million people. To really kill all these two million people would require extremely tough nerves. Suleiman II was betting that the Ming people did not have such strength.

Courage to kill two million people at once.

"Your Majesty the Sultan!" Ahmed cried, knowing what this meant.

Suleiman II was betting on the fate of the country, and he was betting on the humanity of the Ming people.

If the Ming people had no humanity, then the destruction of the Turks would be imminent.

"Okay! Now that Your Majesty the Sultan has decided, I will be the person who will be reviled by future generations. There will always be people who are unwilling to leave the city, and they would rather stay and wait to die.

I will be the executioner for once and kill them all. I will also kill those who are unwilling to move forward. As long as there is enough deterrence, those people will keep moving forward according to your will, His Majesty the Sultan.

Until he was killed by the Ming army, or passed through the Ming army's position alive."
Chapter completed!