Invincible urban management

Under the setting sun that was about to set, Emperor Constantine XI scratched his hair. From a very distant time and space, he withdrew his excessively divergent reverie just now, and once again focused his attention on the chaotic battlefield in front of him.

At this time, on the sea surface of the port of Constantinople, a massacre like cutting melons and vegetables has come to an end.

As the scene grew thicker, the vision on the sea gradually blurred, and the unscathed Venetian fleet had ended the battle and began to regroup.

And the drowning Turk, who was thumping in the sea with the plank of the ship, seemed to be relieved because of this, and even the heart-piercing screams became much lighter.

But Emperor Constantine XI, who often lived here, knew very well that for these Turkish soldiers who fell into the water, the coming of evening would only mean another more terrible fate. In the winter and spring season, the sea surface, which was not very calm, will become more ups and downs after nightfall.The monstrous waves of the Marmara Sea will slap on these broken hull pieces, and will soon completely swallow these wreckage and the drowning people clinging to it if they can't get ashore as quickly as possible.

Of course, these dogs in the water will die or live in the end, which is nothing to the emperor at this time.What really gave him a headache was the Venetian fleet, which was gathering a whole fleet amidst the sound of bugles, heading towards the Golden Horn of Constantinople.

What kind of attitude and strategy should I use to face these redundant reinforcements?

If it was before those fellow travelers of later generations arrived in this time and space, His Majesty Emperor Constantine XI, who was surrounded by the Turkish army and was always hanging by a thread, would definitely treat this precious new force like sending charcoal in the snow. Feeling ecstatic, even if you can't rely on this little army to withstand the strong attack of the Turks, at least you can have one more back when you die.

But the problem is that when the New Year's bell rang in 1453, a wormhole across time and space appeared in the emperor's prayer room...

So "relying on the lenman poison gas released by the seaplane last night, the 14 Turkish troops gathered outside the city have now all gone to see Allah, and the terrible Urban Cannon will never sound again, even Even Sultan Mehmed II is dead.

Therefore, after repelling today's wave of attacks by the Ottoman Turkish fleet, Constantinople has actually won a stable victory and turned the crisis into safety. It only needs to wait for the opponent to collapse and collapse on its own, and there is no need for more external assistance. On the contrary, this The sudden arrival of a Venetian fleet has added a lot of variables to the fate of the Eastern Roman Empire. Although they are said to be reinforcements who came to help their side, they can't stand up to the big bully store!

As the emperor of the Eastern Roman Empire, Constantine XI certainly remembered very clearly how in 1204, these Venetians, who claimed to be direct descendants of the Western Roman Empire, carried the Crusaders across the sea to break Constantinople The city wall of the Christian world broke the strongest shield of the Christian world with the sharpest long sword in the Christian world, and wiped out the Eastern Roman Empire for half a century.In the subsequent history, Venice and Genoa also used their fleets to insult the dignity of the empire time and time again, so that the last Eastern Roman emperors had to be reduced to their marionettes.

This unforgettable hatred is still deeply buried in the soul of every generation of Eastern Roman emperors.

Seriously." At this time, Emperor Constantine XI really wanted to keep this uninvited Venetian fleet away.

But the trouble is, first of all, the Venetians came this time with good intentions after all, and it would be counterintuitive for Constantinople to keep their doors closed. Can't afford the glorious Republic of Venice: "Finally" at this moment, except for Emperor Constantine XI and the passers-by pretending to be "Mongol Crusaders", in the entire Constantinople, there is no Nobody else knew about the downfall of the Turkish army.In the thinking of the people of the Eastern Roman Empire, 10,000+ terrible Turks still surround the city, and this brave, invincible and majestic Venetian fleet is the only one that the Eastern Roman Empire can capture in despair. life-saving straw.

So" they all looked up at the golden lion banner of the Republic of Venice, and applauded the bravery of the Venetians.

"...Your Majesty! The Venetians have sent someone to row a small boat to shout! They want to enter the Golden Horn Bobodang to anchor!"

The commander of the imperial army who was sitting on the battlefield with the emperor, John Kantacushenus in chain mail, quickly stepped up to the tower where Emperor Constantine XI was," shouted cheerfully.

And Constantine XI looked back at Xiaoniao Youzhenbai, and felt that she seemed also at a loss, so he had to sigh helplessly, "Oh, then put down the iron chains blocking the sea in the Golden Horn Bay, Welcome to the city!"

The emperor who traveled through rubbed his forehead with throbbing veins, and said to General John, "Let Franz arrange a banquet to entertain these Venetians. In addition, you can arrange a few more people to go outside the city tomorrow to find out. See why the Turkish Sultan has been silent..."

Just as the Venetian fleet was sailing into the Golden Horn singing triumphantly, today it has suffered repeated defeats,

Suleiman, the commander of the Ottoman Turkish Navy who lost a lot, and the Bulgarian Muslim convert Suleiman, also ordered the remnants of the Turkish fleet to be gathered in a miserable atmosphere of failure, and at the same time salvage the Turkish sailors who fell into the water. The appalling fleet docked to rest.

"...32 of our warships were sunk, 3000 were missing, [-] were seriously injured, and [-] officers and soldiers were killed in battle. In just one day, the fleet was beaten into such a state, but the result was none. I really don't know Sudan After receiving the news, what kind of thunder will be furious?"

After counting the losses, Suleiman couldn't help but stumbled and lamented that he seemed to have seen the scene where the Sultan ordered his execution!

However, this worried and frustrated Turkish naval commander need not worry about the safety of his own head.

Because, the person who can order to take his life has already gone to see Allah as early as last night.

"...His Majesty the Sultan is dead! All the troops on the shore are dead! This must be the curse of the devil! A total of 14 people died in one night! Not even the horses and dogs survived! Allah! What's wrong?!"

Accompanied by this incoherent explosive message, the two messengers sent by Suleiman to the Sultan's camp fell on the deck convulsively and foaming at the mouth, causing others to run away in fright—no one knew who they were. Contaminated with residual poisonous gas, but took it as a curse from the devil.

That night, after the sudden death of the Sultan and the extinction of the army, the Turkish fleet bombed and disintegrated, and the siege of Constantinople in 1453 was resolved.