"I will never retreat." Suddenly, Suleiman looked resolutely into the distance.
"We still have nearly a million people."
"As long as we persevere, we will eventually get through this."
"Send a message to His Majesty the Emperor via hawk, instructing him to order another round of grain transport," Suleiman said decisively.
Upon hearing this, Hamid, who was standing nearby, quickly stepped forward and said, "General, the territory we have captured so far is extremely limited."
What should we say if His Majesty the Emperor asks?
Suleiman's eyes darted around in their sockets: "Gentlemen, do you all want to die?"
This question seems extremely silly.
But none of them wanted to die.
For them, staying alive is more important than anything else.
"Alright, since you don't want to die," Suleiman mounted his horse. "Then do as I say."
"You don't want to die, I don't want to die, and none of us here want to die."
"It wasn't me, Suleiman, who caused the losses to the military camp; it was that idiot Mudra."
"A message from the eagle to His Majesty the Emperor: We must let His Majesty the Emperor know that we have suffered heavy losses due to Mudra's mismanagement."
Dozens of generals were killed in battle under the enemy's fierce attack.
Our supplies were also burned to the ground.
"But thanks to my decisive action and wise leadership, I saved the lives of more than one million brothers."
"It is imperative to make His Majesty the Emperor understand that the Frankish camp has been completely destroyed thanks to my decisive action."
"We will endure the hunger for now, while waiting for His Majesty the Emperor to send us provisions."
"Once His Majesty the Emperor sends supplies, we will be able to completely defeat the Franks."
Suleiman's little brain is really useful.
This guy has a silver tongue.
They can call black white and straw gold.
Everyone nodded after hearing this.
If they retreat now, they will have accomplished nothing.
Those generals who led troops into battle are undoubtedly to blame.
With Suleiman's statement, not only did Suleiman completely absolve himself of responsibility, but the newly promoted generals around him also absolved themselves of their responsibilities.
Frank's military camp was indeed burned down.
Now it's a matter of who can hold out the longest for both sides' soldiers.
Regardless of who can hold on, Suleiman believes they must hold on.
"I never expected the fire to burn so fiercely."
"It's impossible that all the grain in the ruins was burned at once."
"Produce as much grain as you can."
"In short, we must hold on."
"promise……"
Soon, a gray falcon soared into the sky, heading straight for St. Petersburg, the capital of the Ottoman Empire.
Faced with devastation.
The nearly one million Ottoman soldiers rushed into the camp, which had been burned to the ground.
Just as Suleiman said.
Although the fire had burned.
But it was impossible; everything was reduced to ashes.
There's always something useful that can be salvaged from these ashes.
These nearly one million Ottoman soldiers salvaged quite a few useful items from the ashes.
They extinguished the fire and rebuilt the tent on the same spot.
…………
In the dead of night.
Xiang Yu was shocked to see the firelight burning in the distance. He quickly picked up his telescope and looked into the distance.
"These guys are really something else."
"General, shouldn't we take the initiative and wipe these people out completely?"
Xiang Yu looked northward with his telescope.
Under the cover of night.
A glimmer of light seemed to be coming from the north.
"If I'm not mistaken, our lord will arrive late tonight," Xiang Yu said excitedly.
Long Qi and his companions also took out their binoculars and looked into the distance.
Half an hour later.
The sliver of light on the northern horizon grew brighter and brighter.
That was definitely not the light from a torch, but the light from a car headlight.
Jiang Tian kept yawning as he drove.
Aksilia, who was sitting next to me, and Chen Yuanyuan, who was in the back seat, felt sorry for me after seeing this.
"My lady, you should take a rest." Chen Yuanyuan put down the pipa in her hand.
"Honey, stop the car. I'll set up a tent here so you can get some rest. We can set off again tomorrow."
"There's no need to fight this desperately in war."
Jiang Tian shook his head.
"This time, I will not only annihilate their army, but also fight all the way to their Constantinople."
Jiang Tian glanced at Aksinia beside him: "Do you have any ideas to perk me up?"
"Is it okay to eat chili peppers?" the little girl asked, blinking her clear, bright eyes.
"That won't do, there are some acidic things here."
“I have some sour plums here, and you gave me some lemons yesterday. How about I cut these lemons for you to eat?”
Jiang Tian nodded.
Aksinya, the little girl, took out a small knife and made a light cut on the lemon.
She quickly sliced a fist-sized lemon in half.
The carriage was filled with a sour smell.
The little girl pinched a lemon and brought it to Jiang Tian's lips, squeezing a little lemon juice into his mouth.
When the lemonade entered his mouth, Jiang Tian grimaced from the sourness.
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