The news of the meeting soon reached Rumanet. When the news came, the city that had been razed to the ground was once again in a boiling state. Even compared to the Ming army, the so-called "crusaders" were even more excited. Whether it was the volunteer army from Ireland, England or France, or the slave soldiers who had just been rescued, their first reaction after learning the news was that the Turks were finished!

The reason why they had such an idea was entirely because they witnessed the power of the Ming Dynasty. They knew the power of the Celestial Empire. If such a powerful Celestial Empire wanted to launch a army to fight against the Turks, could they not be perfected?

When people were happy about the news of the meeting, Zheng Sen, who stood in front of the map in a native manor outside the city, stood there without saying a word.

Looking at the entire Ottoman Türkiye on the map, Zheng Sen, who had been silent for a long time, said.

"This battle is probably not easy to fight!"

"It's not difficult to fight. His Highness the Crown Prince personally led hundreds of thousands of troops on the way. Once the army arrived, the Turks would definitely collapse."

Zheng Yunhe, who was standing aside, said casually.

"Who in this world can stop my hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers in the Ming Dynasty?"

Although his surname is Zheng, Zheng Yunhe, as an official in the residence of the Prime Minister, was not from the Zheng family in southern Fujian. He was from Shangrao, Jiangxi. His ancestor Zheng Zhongkui was a famous scholar in Jiangxi during the Chongzhen period of Tianqi. However, this "scholar" was very poor. Although he was very talented, he made a living by teaching and never became an official in his life.

It was only when Zheng Yunhe that he passed the imperial examination and became an Imperial College student, and then went to England. Although it was a sending from the court, it was also for the purpose of reuse after returning to China. Unlike in the past, officials regarded going to the border or overseas as "exiled", many young officials now prefer to work in those places. On the one hand, the court had special subsidies, and on the other hand, it was because of those experiences that made them more easily promoted.

However, like most civil servants, Zheng Yunhe also didn't know about the military and also had the unique arrogance of civil servants.

"The Han soldiers are invincible" is a self-confidence for soldiers, but for many civil servants, it has become a capital of arrogance.

Just like now, after experiencing the Battle of Rumanet, Zheng Yunhe and others naturally had no doubts about victory after witnessing the strength of the Ming Dynasty.

"No one would doubt that we can defeat the Turks, but the problem is to have the least cost!"

Staring at the map, Zheng Sen said casually.

"If we go north from the Sinai Peninsula, we need to march thousands of miles. The places we have to pass along the way include cities, deserts, and a large number of mountainous areas. Even if we do not consider logistics issues, we will march and fight in such places. When we come to Istanbul, the Turks can do it there with ease..."

"What if I go by sea?"

Zheng Yunhe asked back.

"Travel straight to Istanbul?"

After thinking about it, Zheng Sen shook his head and said.

"I have considered it, but we have too few ships! There are only so many ships in total, and we can only send 30,000 people to the city of Istanbul, and then the fleet will take at least twenty days to transport reinforcements back and forth. If you are not careful, we will suffer if you are not careful. After all, 30,000 people, let alone attack, will not even surround Istanbul."

Shaking his head, Zheng Sen said.

"If you want to take the sea route, you can transport at least 150,000 troops at one time. That is to say, we must prepare at least 500 to 800 merchant ships before His Royal Highness comes. Only in this way can we ensure the transportation of the army in the future, but so many merchant ships are not easy to deal with!"

It is indeed difficult to deal with. In Europe, the Dutch were the most merchant ships, but they were fighting with Britain, and Britain was a vassal state of the Ming Dynasty. In this case, it was impossible to rent Dutch merchant ships, as for other countries.

That is nearly a thousand large ships, not something you can hire with just one mouth.

It's hard to deal with!

In fact, there were more merchant ships in the Ming Dynasty, but the problem was that when those merchant ships bypassed the Cape of Good Hope, then entered the Mediterranean from Gibraltar, and then went to Rumanet, they might have been cold.

"Without a ship, we can only go by land, one bone and one bone, and when we hit Istanbul..."

Zheng Sen immediately fell into silence, and after a moment, he said.

"At that time, it will be difficult for His Highness Yu to explain!"

In fact, he didn't need to consider so many issues at all. After all, the future marshal will be His Highness the Crown Prince, not Zheng Sen, and Zheng Sen may not even be the Crown Prince's deputy, but he must solve this problem, which has nothing to do with whether he is a plenipotent minister in Europe, but to repay His Majesty's kindness.

Why did His Royal Highness personally conquer the Ottomans?

It is not just for the sake of giving face to the Celestial Empire, but for military merits!

Therefore, no matter what, he must allow the prince to win this battle beautifully, rather than fight a long-term war of attrition.

"What about...Spain?"

Zheng Yunhe tentatively said.

"They also have many ships, and the British queen is the Spanish princess."

"They have too few ships,"

Shaking his head, Zheng Sen said.

"Even if Spain is willing to help us, at most there can only provide no more than two hundred ships of various types, which is too few, unless..."

Suddenly, Zheng Sen paused, his eyes set on another position on the map, and then he stood in front of the map and thought, and said to himself from time to time.

"Maybe I can work with them, but..."

While talking to himself, he shook his head and said.

"Those people may not be reliable. They betrayed the Spaniards back then. If they betrayed the Ming Dynasty..."

Do they dare?

Immediately, this idea came to Zheng Sen's mind. If they dared to betray the Ming Dynasty, what would it be to wait for them?

Betrayal must have a price to pay. Those businessmen will definitely weigh the pros and cons.

However, you can't just pull them in for the ship, and you have to fight for some other benefits.

Just as this thought and Zheng Sen's heart repeatedly emerged, a guard suddenly came in to report.

"Report to the Prime Minister, the Turks have released our envoys and are sending Wang Jiezhi and others to the pier."

What!

Upon hearing this, Zheng Sen hurriedly ordered.

"Hurry, prepare the horse!"

When Zheng Sen arrived at the port, Wang Jiezhi had already gotten off the ship. Facing the harbor with a pair of concerned eyes and greetings from others, he said to William proudly.

"Look, I'm right! This is the Ming Dynasty, this is the power of heaven that cannot be offended!"

Looking at the warships in the port and the Ming army on the shore, William said after a while.

"You, are you really going to start a war against the Ottoman?"

Not only were all the Dutch on his ship stunned. They never thought that the Chinese had occupied the Turkish city.

Do the Chinese really want to fight against the Turks?

Even though this was exactly what William dreamed of, he still didn't believe it very much in the face of the reality in front of him.

Are the Chinese really going to fight a war with the Turks? Just for their envoys? Everything seemed so incredible to him, and what made him even more incredible was the words coming from behind him.

"It's not about starting a war, it's about destroying its country!"

The sound from behind made both of them look back.

It's Zheng Sen!

"Ah! I've seen the Prime Minister..."

Before Wang Jiezhi could deliver the ceremony, Zheng Sen supported him and said.

"Thank you for your hard work, Lord Wang, I have made you suffer!"

Looking at the scars on his face, although he was wearing a robe, Zheng Sen could also imagine what he had suffered in the past.

Faced with Zheng Sen's comfort, Wang Jiezhi said directly.

"The subordinate officials are at least alive, but the subordinate officials' subordinates are slaughtered by the Turks. I also ask the Prime Minister to avenge them!"

"The revenge must be avenged!"

Zheng Sen nodded.

"But, it's not Zheng who went to report, Lord Wang, let me tell you a message, the Prince's Palace is coming down! It's on the way!"

What!

Wang Jiezhi said in surprise.

"Good, the prince is here!"

Why did Your Highness the Crown Prince come here? Wang Jiezhi was confused. He couldn't even react for a moment. Could it be that Your Highness the Crown Prince is also for himself?

"Yes, in order to avenge you all, Your Majesty ordered His Highness the Crown Prince to lead a large army to conquer Türkiye!"

In an instant, Wang Jiezhi was stunned at first, then knelt down respectfully at Dongfang and said.

"Your Majesty treats me very much as the sea. How can I repay the holy grace..."

When talking, Wang Jiezhi was so excited that he even shed tears. From ancient times to the present, has there been another emperor who sent the crown prince to attack the foreign land for his ministers?

Excited, not only Wang Jiezhi knelt down, but everyone else also knelt down.

"The emperor's grace is so great!"

In the Ming Dynasty, kneeling for worship was to worship heaven and earth and parents, but at this time, they were willing to express their gratitude in this way.

Chen Yechen kowtowed in excitement. At this moment, all the resentment caused by the Chen family being exiled to Nanyang disappeared. At this moment, he seemed to understand a lot.

Once again, Chen Yechen remembered what his father said.

"The country does not disappoint me, but I am defeating many of them."

Yes, the country has never let down the Chen family. And where is his father? He even almost had the idea of ​​surrendering at the beginning.
To be continued...