Ottoman military camp.

On the surface, things are in complete chaos.

It is actually very orderly.

Li Yuanba led his men to blow up the central command tent, killing dozens of high-ranking officers.

For a time, the Ottoman soldiers were left leaderless.

However, Suleiman was not killed in the explosion.

Suleiman was always ambitious.

He had long wanted to replace Mudra. In Suleiman's view, although Mudra had spent several years in Russia, he knew the country's situation very well.

However, Mudra had not commanded troops in battle for a long time.

Such a person deserves to die.

After Mudra and more than a dozen senior officers were killed in the bombing.

Suleiman thus became the de facto supreme commander.

After gaining power, this guy quickly reorganized the army.

Bonaparte saw why the military camp was in such chaos.

It's not real chaos.

Instead, it was Suleiman who was frequently mobilizing troops.

Suleiman frequently mobilized his troops to keep the strongest fighting force close to him.

In this way, he can bring out his greatest strengths.

It was late at night.

The Frankish army has moved into combat positions.

And at this very moment.

Suleiman also had a grasp on the every move of the Frankish army.

Suleiman moved the military command tent to the side closer to the Frankish military camp.

Not only that, he also stationed 200,000 troops on the southern hillside.

This army of 200,000 was personally led by Hakimi, Suleiman's most capable general.

“General…” Several scout cavalrymen rushed up to Suleiman.

"Just as you predicted."

"Frankish soldiers launched a night attack."

"The other side sent out almost their entire force."

Suleiman was thrilled when he heard this.

"Light the torches and send a signal up the mountain, telling them to launch an attack now."

“These Franks are too arrogant. They want to launch a sneak attack. How can we make them suffer a loss?”

With Suleiman's order.

Dozens of soldiers lit torches, which they held and quickly circled in the air.

At that moment, the people on the mountain saw it all clearly.

The people on the mountain had already seen the Frankish cavalry and infantry approaching from afar clearly.

Everyone was holding back a lot of energy.

Ottoman military camps were attacked repeatedly, especially recently when more than a dozen high-ranking officers of Mudra were killed in a bombing.

These Ottoman soldiers were all bursting with determination.

They are determined to avenge their previous defeat in this battle.

"General Suleiman has issued the order."

The cavalryman standing on the hillside quickly drew his long sword from his waist.

"These Franks are too arrogant and have repeatedly looked down on us."

"This time we're going to kill them all."

The long sword gleamed in the cold wind.

They had only one thought in their minds: to rush down the mountain.

With a command given.

The cavalry were the first to charge down the hillside.

Soon, torches lit up the hillside.

These torches, like stars in the sky, twinkled together.

The ground shook as these cavalrymen charged down.

Meanwhile, the Frankish infantry had not yet had time to recover; the long march had left them breathless and exhausted.

When they saw the torches suddenly lit on the southern hillside, they all panicked.

"Damn it, we've been ambushed."

"Turn your guns around and deal with the cavalry on the hillside."

"We can't let them get too close to us."

"Everyone is ready to fight back."

The Frankish infantry, exhausted from their long march, could barely hold their rifles.

Most of the people were shivering in the cold wind as they rushed here. They were already exhausted and drenched in sweat.

When they stopped, gusts of wind blew through the gaps between the high mountains on both sides.

The winds grew stronger and fiercer.

The Frankish cavalry and infantry were shivering from the cold.

"Prepare for battle."

"The artillery should fire first, without waiting for the enemy to enter the firing range."

"Then everything will be over."

With a command given.

The Frankish artillerymen turned their cannons around, all pointing them at the distant hillside.

Meanwhile, the number of Ottoman cavalry surged downstream like a tidal wave.

They ran downhill, shouting loudly as they went.

The shouts of killing were accompanied by whistles, sharp and piercing.

These cavalrymen were carrying torches.

Torches covered the entire hillside.

The ground shook as they charged down.

"Fire..." came the order.

The booming sound of cannons filled the air.

At the same time, the muskets in the infantry had already opened fire.

A cacophony of gunfire erupted.

A hail of bullets flew forward.

Many of the cavalrymen at the front were unable to dodge in time and were hit by bullets and fell to the ground.

Even so, a large number of cavalrymen still charged downhill regardless of the danger.

They were on higher ground and moved much faster than usual.

"Prepare to fire." At that moment, the Ottoman cavalry opened fire.

They all raised the muzzle of their muskets two inches.

A burst of gunfire rang out.

Bullets fired by Ottoman cavalrymen flew into the sky.

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