Chapter 1965: I have whips and carrots
The Sultan of Suleiman, who was still looking forward to it, was shocked at this time. .
He could not imagine that these 20,000 Tatars who had no idea about Istanbul would dare to... directly attack the Ottoman army, and obviously, these Tatars had already taken advantage.
The roar of the cannon was like a mountain collapse and the ground broke, causing the entire hall to tremble. Every thunderous sound caused a wave of fear, but only Ye Chunqiu was sitting on the throne, still standing still. His face turned ashen and his eyes were swept at everyone.
And these people all lowered their heads, and fear was everywhere on them.
Seeing this, Shahin scolded the guards who drew their swords and said, "Everyone is retreating! Don't be rude to His Highness King Lu!"
In fact, the guards were already panicked. You should know that Istanbul's defense is not bad, but the Tatars have easily killed themselves in the palace. It can be seen how terrifying the strength of these Tatars is, not to mention that the Sultan is now in the hands of Ye Chunqiu.
Shahin is the chief of the Imperial Guard, and now even he has become Ye Chunqiu's minion...
These guards suddenly lost their backbone. Finally, some people took a step back. When others saw this, they began to retreat one after another. So much so that the overwhelming guards had to push each other back, as if they were defeated like a mountain. Everyone dared not approach the throne and the man on the throne.
Kakka...
The hurried footsteps were getting closer and closer, and finally, at the outer periphery of the palace, a group of students from the town had already come quickly.
All the Ottoman princes and nobles quickly retreated to the corner of the hall in horror, looking at these uninvited guests in fear.
Ye Chunqiu glanced at Sha Xin and said in a deep voice: "You, bring people to accept this place. All the palace maids and concubines are not allowed to leave. If all the guards refuse to surrender to you, they will be killed. All the warehouses must be locked. Anyone who wants to rob in the chaos will be killed."
Sha Xin finally realized that Ye Chunqiu had really given him a chance to survive. Even when he remembered a woman in the palace, the girl he loved, he couldn't help but start to jump. From then on, maybe he could finally get along with her day and night.
The nerves that had been tensed for a long time finally loosened a little. Shaxin bowed to Ye Chunqiu and left in a hurry.
Now Shahin has obviously become a new nobleman, and the power of life and death in this palace is in his hands.
Ye Chunqiu finally became interested at this time. He looked at Suleiman Sultan who was lying on the ground with a smile and said, "Now... do you have anything else to say?"
"I... don't kill me, I can give you gold coins, women, and you..."
Suleiman, who was once arrogant, was only scared at this moment. He couldn't help but tremble all over. The boundless fear in his heart completely burst out at this time. He had no mind to think about anything else. He only thought about life, he did not want to die, so he thought about a way out, that is, to contribute his wealth.
Ye Chunqiu found it ridiculous and said mockingly: "These are my king's. Do you still need to give it to me?"
"You don't seem to understand. There is a saying in the Ming Dynasty that all the world is the king's land, and all the land is the king's minister. You are just a sultan. Every inch of land you own and every weed on the ground is the king's minister. Are you worthy of claiming to give these to me?"
Sultan Suleiman could not understand Ye Chunqiu's words at all. He was so scared that he had long lost his previous majesty and compassion. He said with difficulty: "Yes, yes, yes, it's all yours. But Ottoman is not simple. If you lose me, how can you rule..."
Ye Chunqiu smiled again. At this time, he thought that the Sultan of Suleiman was actually quite cute. He pursed his lips and said, "I don't need you, you don't need your family. Here, you only need a governor to solve it. Why do you need you? You are so confused. You still don't understand how powerful the difference between you and me. The Ottoman and Lu state is. You don't understand, so you think that you are popular and you are orthodox, and you can rule here. You think that the Ottoman must need you. You are still wrong.
The world is no longer the same as before. If the people here are free from their abilities and virtues to me, then I will oppress them. If they still refuse to surrender, I will pick up a whip to whip them. If they dare to resist again, then kill them until everyone is willing to obey. This is what you deserve, and it is your unpredictable retribution. Look at your ministers, do you think they will be unwilling to be ruled by me? No, whether they are willing or not is not important to me at all, because I have a whip and a carrot!"
"And you are the most useless one. I don't need you at all. You are even in the way of my king. So..."
Speaking of this, Ye Chunqiu had already stood up and drew his sword at the same time. The sharp sword of the Blao Sword slowly came into Suleiman's neck, and under the candlelight of the palace, a dazzling light was reflected.
Suleiman was going to hide, but found that no matter how he hid, the tip of the sword was like a maggot on the tarsal bone and could not be avoided. The tip of the sword pierced into his skin, and the pain came. He hugged the sword tightly with both hands. Suddenly, blood was dripping from his hands. The sword thrust violently and pierced his throat directly.
Suleiman uh, and his whole body was in a cold war, his eyes wide open, and he looked at Ye Chunqiu in disbelief. At this time, Ye Chunqiu had already collected his sword and returned with blood. The next moment, Suleiman's body collapsed and completely disappeared with his ambition.
Ye Chunqiu didn't look at Suleiman anymore, raised his head and looked around, and he slowly said, "Who is not convinced?"
The translation passed his words once.
People curled up in the corner pushed into the corner one after another, some burst into tears, some trembling, and some wailing.
Ye Chunqiu's eyebrows sank and said with a little impatiently: "For the last time, who is not convinced?"
Finally, someone fell to the ground and muttered, not knowing that he was praying or begging for mercy.
Then, more people fell down. At this time, in addition to Ye Chunqiu, there were also new soldiers in the garrison. Almost all of them dared not straighten their knees, or even dared to look up at the Tatar who looked like a god.
"It seems much easier than I thought." Ye Chunqiu smiled self-deprecatingly, and then sat down easily.
Chapter completed!