Looking at Ye Chunqiu, who was curled up with a smile on his face, Ibrahim Pasha could realize that every word Ye Chunqiu said just now was not a joke, but was true. .

The reason why he firmly believed that Ye Chunqiu had this ability and confidence was probably because of his shock when he first arrived in Lu.

He saw the steam train whistle, carrying hundreds of thousands of kilograms of cargo and countless people through the grasslands and forests. He saw the chimneys emerging from countless workshops, and saw countless war preparation materials that should have been the most important, and the most high-quality steel, but they turned out to be countless machinery, some were laid into rails, or even made into farm tools.

This kind of luxury and waste is itself a kind of strength.

You should know that in Persia, Ottoman, and Francis, these are extremely precious strategic resources, which can be produced so easily in Lu and so easily applied to those irrelevant production and life. He even saw with his own eyes that when someone built tall buildings, he actually used steel to reinforce them, poured concrete into the steel, and built tall buildings.

It is conceivable how amazing the power of this production capacity is.

The army brought by Ye Chunqiu looked extremely ordinary. They had neither heavy armor nor steel helmets. They were just wearing very wear-resistant clothing and were wearing boots that were said to be made of rubber. In addition, they also carried a pair of canvas shoes on their waists to deal with other road conditions. They only had leather belts on their waists, and everyone hung a kettle made of steel and used a steel pot to drink water. This was another waste of resources for Ibrahim Pasha.

In addition, they also carry a small short sword. The function of the short sword can be used as a weapon, and can also be used to cut things. When burying a pot and making rice, they will habitually use the iron sword to stir the hot soup.

In addition, there were rows of ammunition, with a short gun on the side of the waist, and behind them were dry food. They used a belt similar to canvas to put it in dry food, and then carried it on their bodies, and then there was a military blanket, which was tied up in various shapes and carried it behind them.

The rifle he was wearing was cross-body, and the suit was dozens of kilograms. Ibrahim Pasha thought that the weight was probably not under the heavy armor, and at least 30 kilograms.

If an ordinary person had just carried these thirty kilograms of heavy objects, he would be overwhelmed. But these people marched all the way, as if they were walking on flat ground. Although they were sweating and panting, most of them could grit their teeth and hold it back. He saw with his own eyes that many people had blisters on their feet. With a needle, the blood flowed out. After applying some medicine, they would still march the next day. They used silk to help their feet, as if this would make the boots more comfortable.

But based on these alone, Ibrahim Pasha knew very well that the 20,000 Lu army should not be taken lightly. Their tenacity, physical strength, and even loyalty were far above the Ottoman Imperial Guards. He could even conclude that even the Sultan's bedroom guards were probably far from them.

But what makes Ibrahim Pasha most terrified about this Lu* team is that these people can enforce the order!

He knew the army so well. As the captain of the guard, Ibrahim Pasha knew very well what a group of young soldiers would look like once they were released from the military camp...

The more he thought and delved, the more he felt that there seemed to be a powerful force behind Ye Chunqiu, and this force was exactly what Ibrahim Pasha could not understand.

Now facing Ye Chunqiu's questioning, Ibrahim Pasha was silent for a moment and said hesitantly: "Your Highness, I..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he couldn't continue to say it anymore, but looked at his own translation, meaning that this translation may not be reliable.

Ye Chunqiu just smiled faintly and said disrespectfully: "It doesn't matter, he dare not say nonsense, right?"

As he said that, Ye Chunqiu looked at Tongyi, and his face was still smiling. In an instant, his eyes showed murderous aura. This murderous aura was a trembling aura that only Ye Chunqiu, who crawled out of the sea of ​​blood, could emit.

In this breath, Tongzhi felt his heart suddenly raise his heart, and then hurriedly said in Chinese: "Yes, yes."

"Then, you can say it." Ye Chunqiu smiled as if he curled his lips very satisfied. In an instant, the murderous aura was completely restrained, as if the urgent aura just now was just an illusion.

Ibrahim Pasha was still hesitating. He frowned and thought for a while before saying, "Sultan can kill his brother, and he can kill anyone. His heart is stronger than anyone else. Even the playmates who have been with him since childhood cannot guarantee enough safety."

This is obviously a warning and a kindness.

Since Sultan can kill anyone and nothing can be betrayed, then Ye Chunqiu, who is just a friendly army, should naturally be careful.

But Ye Chunqiu thought that Ibrahim Pasha had a small mind because this reminder had no meaning! It was that Ibrahim Pasha who didn't remind Ye Chunqiu, how could Ye Chunqiu have some trust in the Sultan? But since he knew it, he still said this in front of himself. This was actually just a favor, but such favors were worthless.

Ye Chunqiu pretended to be relieved and said, "What else?"

"The Franchise men have mastered a very powerful firearm. They are now twisted into a rope. We have reason to believe that it was the Holy Roman Emperor who conquered all countries. The Holy Roman Emperor Maximilian has always been ambitious. Although before this, we could not believe that Maximilian had restrained the nations of Franchise, but I have reason to believe that they must have obtained some extremely terrible weapon. Then they subdued the Franchise monarch. This time the Crusade was led by the Holy Roman Emperor."

A terrible weapon?

Ye Chunqiu subconsciously frowned.

This time, I heard a message that was useful in Ibrahim Pasha's mouth, but...

Could it be that it is really because of the firearm?

But if it were ordinary weapons, how could the Ottomans be afraid of it? You know, the Ottomans have been fighting with the Austrians all year round. And with the current technological level of Franchise, Ye Chunqiu really doubted how they could get the firearms in Ibrahim Pasha’s mouth.

So……
Chapter completed!