my days with tyrants

Under the threat of cannons, the unlucky Genoese merchants approached the shore tremblingly and honestly offered Zhu Di their road money.

As for their identities...

Miscellaneous Hu.

Don't know the origin of miscellaneous Hu.

Those who think of Ming trade must first have the legal status of Ming, whether they are people of Ming or subject subjects, they must first have roots, but they don’t. They say they are from Genoa, but what the hell is Genoa to Ming?Therefore, they can only be miscellaneous, and if they want to trade in Daming, they must pay heavy taxes to Daming. Whether they are on the coast of the Ottomans or the coast of the Golden Horde, including the coast of Georgia, they are all trading in Daming.

These are now within the scope of the Great Ming territory.

Of course, the Genoese can't figure this out, they don't even know what Ming is.

They had indeed heard about Zhu Di's existence, but because of the translation of various languages ​​and the distortion of various news, it had nothing to do with the facts.

In fact, even in West Asia, the Mediterranean, and Eastern Europe, what many people know about Zhu Di has nothing to do with the facts.

It is said that he is the Great Khan of Mongolia, who marched west just like he did back then.

It is said that he is from the legendary Khitan country.

Even if it is known to belong to Daming, it has been translated into many different pronunciations due to various language translations.

There are even legends that he belonged to King John the Elder of India.

In these legends, his subordinates are cyclops, fire-breathing monsters, and even flying monsters...

Now these myths and stories are widely circulated along the coasts of the Black Sea and the Mediterranean Sea. It is said that he marched westward to conquer the three Indias. In Western cognition, there are three layers of India. The first layer of India is the Ganges River, and the second layer of India is the Ethiopia, the third tier is further east.In their cognition, Ethiopia has always been farther than the Ganges River. In fact, at this time, the Holy See even regarded Ethiopia as the country of John the Presbyterian. defeated, and then migrated to East Africa.

Ethiopians were ceremoniously welcomed in Europe well into the fifteenth century.

In fact, at first they also regarded Temujin as John, and beat their chests because Temujin had empathized with others in his belief.

As if he really believed it.

Of course, most of the people don’t take this seriously, and they are still tirelessly looking for what they believe to be the real Elder John’s country. Even Emperor Shenluo claimed that he dug up the bones of King John’s three magi...

So it makes sense that modern-day Germany dug up what looks like a thousand-year-old bronze sword from last week.

Ancestral craftsmanship.

Of course, Zhu Di didn't know that he had been rumored to be an Indian king with countless Cyclops and monster legions.

After intimidating the Genoese, he went to Uskudar, and then looked at Constantinople on the east bank of the strait...

"My lord, it's not difficult to break through. As long as there are a few battleships here, and then they are equipped with heavy artillery and continuously bombard their walls, it will be enough to blow them away. If you attack from land, the best way is to blast them. But I don’t know the quality of the underground soil there, but as long as the tunnel can be dug, it’s nothing more than a pile of gunpowder, if a few thousand catties of gunpowder are stuffed into it to detonate, their city walls can explode even if they are as solid as our capital’s green bricks.”

Zhu Neng said.

"You can also set fire to them, build more hot air balloons, and then occupy the west of the city, release hot air balloons with incendiary bottles here, and keep hitting their houses from the sky, and then the hot air balloons will fall to the west of the city, and then go back to the west of the city." Load more Molotov cocktails until the wind direction is right, and then put them back, and burn everything that can be burned in the city, I don’t believe that the people inside can really hold back and not surrender.”

Qiu Fu said very thoughtfully.

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome, as long as you can occupy the surrounding land, then control the sea, and then besiege it.

If you don't surrender for a month, you will be trapped for a year, and if you don't surrender for a year, you will be trapped for two years.

There is no need for a strong attack at all. An isolated city like this is nothing more than relying on foreign aid. If their foreign aid is really relying on the sea, then they just need to block their sea aid. They don't have to fight for three years, and they go directly to the city to bleed one by one. "

Kun Timur said.

……

While a bunch of his subordinates offered advice one after another, Zhu Di just continued to look at the huge city in the distance.

However, this city is indeed considered a top-level city in China, and the only city that can overwhelm it is the capital. However, the defense of the capital is not as good as its geographical conditions. After all, the defense of the capital must defend against attacks from at least three directions. It is enough to guard in one direction, and the double city wall is so close that the attackers scold the builders for eight generations.But as these subordinates said, given the current situation in this city, there are many ways to kill them. If he wants to solve it quickly, he can make a few thousand catties of gunpowder, dig tunnels and blast them. Blast together.Then hundreds of thousands of Ottomans, Mongols, Turks, etc. assembled outside the city swarmed in. Even if there were [-] troops in the city, they would be killed in the end, not to mention that according to the Armenians, the city can now It is very difficult to collect [-] soldiers.

but……

Such a city is best captured by the Ming army.

An imperial capital that has lasted for 1000 years must have countless wealth in it. Such a city cannot be cheap with these messy forces.

And he can't take care of attacking Constantinople now, he has to deal with Timur.

"Send someone over there and tell that emperor in the city that there are no two suns in the sky, and no two masters in the earth. In the whole world, only the Emperor of Ming can be called emperor. Lose a vassal king, otherwise it is usurpation, and the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty will be ashamed as soon as they arrive."

He said.

"Your Highness, it's just that none of them understand the Ming language, and the word emperor is not easy to translate."

Issa said cautiously.

This word is really not easy to translate.

After all, there are subjects of all ethnic groups in the Ming Dynasty. The word emperor is called differently in different systems. The Mongolian system has been designated as Tian Khan. This has a basis to follow. After all, the grasslands used to call Li Shimin like this.

Moreover, it has been confirmed by the Ming Dynasty that the Emperor of Ming Dynasty is Tian Khan.

The Turkic family can also be used. After all, this name was also used by the ancestors of the Turks. In fact, it is difficult to say whether the Turks in the Western Regions are Turks, but since they think they are Turks, let’s treat them as they are, but Persians and Kurds. It is not easy to translate.

It is even more difficult to translate in East Rome.

"What does the guy's highest status mean in town?"

Zhu Di asked.

"Your Highness, their titles are very messy, and they are also in various languages. Our Lord, Lord and God, King of Kings, Supreme Ruler, etc., in the belief of Eastern Rome, they are the secular supreme rulers He is the mouthpiece of the gods in the mortal world, the king of kings, the ruler of the world, the eternal ruler, in this sense the eternal ruler the king of kings, in the worldly sense he is the supreme ruler Or, in short, he is supreme among mortals."

The Armenian translator said quickly.

"The ruler of the world, the eternal ruler, the king of kings, the supreme ruler, all of these cannot be used, only the Ming emperor has this qualification.

Just go and translate Emperor Ming into these. "

Zhu Di looked at the distant city in shock.

So the city lord of this lonely city in front of him can also brag about himself!

The Armenian translator hurriedly boarded a small boat under the escort of the Ottomans and sailed to the other side.

"Shoot a few shells into their city to give them a warning."

Zhu Di said.

Immediately after him, the field guns lined up next to him raised their muzzles to the maximum. Accompanied by the flames from the muzzles, two-jin shells flew across the Bosporus Strait and into the walls of Constantinople... …

At this time, in the distant Etala, Timur was trembling towards his throne.

Although the outside world rumored that he was injured by Zhu Gaoxu's shells during the retreat, this is actually a rumor. He would not let Zhu Gaoxu hit his central army with shells. He is simply old, and then suffered so many failures, especially It's just that the non-stop fighting here and there has directly exhausted the body.After all, he is also in his [-]s, how can he stand up to the battle between Zhu Di and his son? Since he was waiting for an ambush in Batu Sarai, but was forced to go north to fight Zhu Gaoxu, he basically didn't stop.

Zhu Gaoxu didn't finish fighting Zhu Di and went south, he hurried south to fight Zhu Di and failed, and had to go north to fight Zhu Gaoxu again.

Even a strong man can't bear it!

In fact, many soldiers died of exhaustion and disease during his retreat.

Zhu Di and his son went south and north, and they dragged down these tiger and wolf warriors who roamed the Western Regions to death.

"Sha, hasn't Shahru come yet?"

He leaned weakly on the soft cushion, looked at the subordinates in front of him, and said weakly.

His subordinates are almost recuperating now, and Yedigai and Deirchak are still following him. The key is that there is no one else to follow. His grandson, Pirma Heima, is all looking at him.

"Sudan, you haven't come back yet."

Pirma Hemp said.

He was Timur's designated successor.

"Forget it, he's going to Herat. It seems that he won't be able to catch up. Now that Zhu Di is still stuck in Tabriz, he just took this opportunity to go east. How many troops do we have now?"

Timur said slowly.

Then, he who was originally weak, seemed to be injected with something all of a sudden, and sat up straight again.

"Sudan, there are already 20 troops."

Before Pirma Heima could speak, Ye Di should speak first.

The others all looked at him in bewilderment, but fortunately Timur didn't find anything unusual, and this number cheered him up again.

"Okay, okay, let me say that we are still strong and strong. We have plenty of soldiers. As long as I give an order, we can gather 50 troops and wipe out the Ming army in one fell swoop. If the order goes down, each army will bring enough cattle and sheep, and bring those cannons. Come on, take all those war elephants with us, and we will set off tomorrow to kill Yilibali. Zhu Di is too deceitful, I will kill his whole family, and I will capture all his women in front of him Play, I want to let him know who is the master here.

I……"

Timur coughed violently.

Everyone looked at Sudan, who was puzzled by the last kang, and quickly echoed, patting their chests and expressing that tomorrow they will lead an army of 20 to follow Sudan's eastward expedition.

Go kill Zhu Di's family.

Go and grab all Zhu Di's women and give them to Sudan to play with.

Don't look at Sudan like this, Sudan can still make a comeback with hard work.

Timur leaned there panting, showing a satisfied expression, as if he had captured Zhu Di's palace and looked at Zhu Di's woman.

But Zhu Di's women also include his granddaughter.

It's not a big deal to them though, and neither is the granddaughter.

Of course, the poor Sudan didn't know that his subordinates didn't have 20 at all. In fact, after arriving here, not only did it not increase, but it decreased a lot. After all, he looks like this. Those emirs are still here waiting for him to die , had already slipped away with his subordinates.Moreover, Hazhi and Ugzihashiha have already surrounded the Bekabad Fortress, and the soldiers from Samarkand, Tashkent and other cities who are still somewhat loyal to him have gone to make a siege, so there is no time to mess with him.

In fact, the most important thing in Hezhong now is defense. In the current situation where they are about to disband, the Ming army is not needed at all.

Those miscellaneous names in the Western Regions can bully them.

Hazhi and Ugzihashiha are attacking Bekabad, Zhu Gaoxu and Guilichi have returned, and are waiting for supplies in Talas. Once the supplies arrive, they will definitely go south.

Tyrants all over Western Persia were betraying Timur, and then surrendered to Zhu Di.

How can there be 20 troops under such circumstances, and now there are less than [-] soldiers in Eadala, and the main ones are Yedi Gai and Deirchak, and the ones brought by Pirma Heima are regarded as guards.

As for the real goal...

In fact, I just wait for Timur to die, and then I can take over, so as to avoid being robbed by other brothers.

Especially his uncle Shaharu, that's why he drove his uncle Shaharu back to Herat.

As for Yedi and Gai, they are actually waiting here. Once Zhu Gaoxu goes south to attack Shymkent, they can also contain them from the outside. And the control of Khorasan, so you still have to be ready to fight.

beat.

But for mercy.

Everyone just looked at Timur who was still immersed in his dream with complicated eyes.

At this moment, a general hurried in...

"Sudan, something happened. Yang Feng led the army to Kunduz. Shahru surrendered to Yang Feng, and the coalition forces crossed the Amu Darya River to attack Samarkand."

He said with panic.

Timur instantly stood up...

"Lie, you're lying!"

he growled.

"Sudan, Shah Ruh surrendered to Yang Feng a long time ago. When he was still in Georgia, he sent someone to inform Yang Feng that you were cooperating with Guangzhou."

said the general.

Everyone else was also dumbfounded, and Pirma Heima suddenly woke up.

"Quick, go to Samarkand!"

he shouted anxiously.

"This, this, this bastard, I'm going to kill him!"

Timur stood there growling.

The next moment he suddenly shook, followed by a mouthful of blood, and at the same time fell straight backwards.