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Chapter Fifteen: Subsequent Effects

Seeing his fleet slowly sinking in the sea of ​​fire, the Sultan's face was so gloomy that he seemed to be dripping with water. He roared angrily, "I will cut Baltoglu into thousands of pieces, and he will repent for what he has done in hell."

everything of."

The Sultan was furious, and his plan was just a step away from succeeding. But now that the entire navy had been destroyed, it was no longer possible to block the city to make the enemy surrender. The enemy's reinforcements and supplies could enter and leave the city at will.

This city is more difficult.

Unlike here, cheers erupted in the city, and the entire naval battle in the Golden Horn was witnessed by the citizens. In their view, this was God's favor for them.

"Okay, okay." The emperor was also very excited, but he quickly calmed down.

"Tell our allies this news, and the next plan can begin."

Genoa

"Alderman, the Byzantines defeated the Ottomans at the Golden Horn, and the Ottoman navy was completely annihilated."

"What do the Byzantines want?"

"They asked us to help blockade the Dardanelles and Bosporus."

The mayor thought for a while and made up his mind.

"Promise them, but we must sign an agreement with them. We must enjoy trade privileges in Byzantium."

A similar dialogue also took place in Venice. Although the Venetians were hesitant, they still agreed to the Byzantines' request.

Karaman

Bey (the name given to the monarch of a small country in the Arab world) was eating pieces of mutton in his tent when a soldier walked in.

"Sir, the Ottoman Sultan suffered a defeat recently in the Golden Horn, and the Ottoman navy was completely wiped out."

"What?" Bey stuck the knife into the meat,

"The Byzantines are so powerful? God helps me."

After saying that, he banged the table and said, "Gather all the heads of departments, I have something important to discuss."

Soon, looking at the leaders of various ministries in the big tent, he said slowly,

"The current Ottoman Sultan is in an unfair position. The previous Sultan was killed by him. Prince Orhan is the legal heir of the Sultan. I have decided to send troops to attack Bursa from now on and welcome Prince Orhan as the Sultan."

After looking around and seeing that everyone was silent, he said again,

"After capturing Bursa, do not seal the sword for three days."

As soon as this statement came out, the generals howled and screamed,

"Your Majesty."

Bursa is the largest city of the Ottomans in Anatolia. It has been the capital of the Ottomans before and was later moved to Edirne. Orhan is the son of the former sultan and now lives in Constantinople. The same can be said.

Succession to the position of Sultan.

On the other side, King Kamizirz IV of Poland and Laszlo also learned the news.

"Are the Byzantines really so powerful?" It was Laszlo who spoke, "What's going on?"

"It is said that dozens of flames rained down from the sky and completely burned down the Ottoman fleet." The person who inquired about the news said with a charming smile on his face. Obviously, he did not know the inside story.

Laszlo sneered, "Fire from the sky? Why didn't God just send troops? He saved me this trip."

The man laughed and was speechless.

At this time, the Byzantine envoy also found Laszlo.

"May God bless you, my lord."

After waving his hand to show that there was no need to be polite, Laszlo asked curiously: "What happened at that time? Why did you suddenly win?"

"The great Constantine ordered people to improve the device for firing Greek fire, greatly increasing its stability. He also ordered people to fill the galley with sulfur, saltpeter and other flammable materials, rush into the enemy's formation and ignite it.

Annihilate all enemy fleets." The envoy responded respectfully.

"Haha, your emperor is really surprising." Laszlo laughed for a while.

"What did Constantine send you for?" Laszlo asked again.

"Your Majesty has sent me here because he wants you and the King of Poland to join forces first and wait fifty miles outside the city. When the signal for fire is raised in the city, you can lead the troops and rush out to catch him off guard."

"Yes." Laszlo nodded, this arrangement is very appropriate.

As far away as Italy, the Pope also learned the news.

"I heard that the Byzantines had a great victory recently?" the pope asked his scribe.

"Yes."

"Why hasn't Bishop Gregory taken action yet?" the Pope asked again.

"I don't know," the clerk shook his head.

"There has been no news about Bishop Gregory. He may still be discussing with the Byzantine emperor."

"Write a letter to urge them. If the Byzantines win, it will be difficult to get them to surrender." The Pope was a little worried.

"Yes." The secretary turned to arrange this matter.

Now that the threat from the Ottomans has been lifted, the Pope is also preparing to take back the ships sent to support. After all, he only wants Byzantium to survive, not to revive Byzantium.

In Constantinople, the citizens fell into a carnival, and General Hussepp, as the protagonist, was admired by everyone.

The emperor came back from his excitement. Although the naval battle was victorious, the Sultan's strength was still very strong. There were already many gaps in the city wall due to the bombing day and night. Within a day or two at most, a section of the city wall would be completely destroyed.

If it collapses, we will have to engage in brutal hand-to-hand combat with the Ottomans.

The Ottoman military superiority was very obvious, but morale was not as high as before. The failure of the naval battle made the Ottoman soldiers believe that this was a warning from God that the time to capture Constantinople had not yet come. Even the religious circles also thought so.

thought,

But the Sultan insisted on going his own way, and this defeat damaged his prestige. If he could not successfully capture Constantinople, he believed that his brother in the city would definitely come out to try to seize his position, and he must kill this possibility.

,Otherwise, the country will definitely fall into civil strife,

There are not a few Christians in the army. If the enemy uses the name of holy war, the morale of the army will not be guaranteed. Therefore, he must fight quickly.

"Send the order, the city gates must be opened tomorrow, and within five days, I will have a military parade in Constantinople." The Sultan's tone was cold, with a look of madness on his face.

In fact, the city wall was almost completely destroyed a long time ago, but in order to reduce casualties and lower the enemy's morale, the Sultan did not decisively issue an order to storm when looking at the earthen walls built by the Byzantines overnight, but now he can't care so much.

Already.

The Urban cannon has been overwhelmed by the bombings in recent days. The existing smelting technology cannot support such a large cannon. Cracks have appeared on the barrel. In a recent bombardment, the barrel even burst.

, dozens of people died as a result,
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