18th century total war

Chapter 338 This Is War

"Allah is with us!

Jihad must be won! ! ! "

"Jihad!
Holy war!

Holy war!

............"

Amidst the roar of jihad, all the entrances and exits in the inner city of Istanbul suddenly opened, and a group of soldiers and even militiamen armed with various hot and cold weapons rushed out roaring.

On the open space in front of them, groups of Greek soldiers hurriedly lined up. Layers of shield walls were erected in the front row, and the soldiers in the second row pushed up with spears in both hands.

The two streams of people crashed into each other like this, launching the most primitive hand-to-hand combat!

The number of firearms in the Ottoman Empire was not large. Under the premise that a large number of regular troops were wiped out, and even the Sultan's personal guards were disabled, the firearms allocation rate naturally dropped again and again.

In order to expand the military strength as much as possible, the Sultan of the Ottoman Empire could only order the cold weapons stored in the warehouses to be taken out, and also asked blacksmiths and private workshops that were not capable of making muskets to produce low-cost cold weapons for arming. Militia.

From here, we can see how big is the gap in productivity between the Ottoman Empire and countries that have started the industrial revolution in Europe!

When the British had already begun to use steam engines to make weapons, the Ottoman Empire was still using primitive human workshops to beat weapons!

And the quality of the weapons produced is uneven, most of them are inferior products!

The brutal fighting erupted between the outer city wall and the inner city wall. Tens of thousands of people were packed here. Less than an hour after the battle lines collided with each other, it became you in me and you in me.

After all, there are many messy buildings inside the outer city wall, which are not enough to support the massed operations of the large corps.

The sound of artillery fire has not stopped from beginning to end. The only change is that there are fewer and fewer artillery sounds from Istanbul. It is obvious that the exposed artillery of the Ottoman Empire is being 'slaughtered' by the artillery of the Holy Alliance.

Aatrox and Pantheon leaned on each other, watching the groups of Greek soldiers rushing to the front, showing no intention of getting up.

"Reluctant Aatrox, are you going to stay here with me forever?

Maybe you can make a sharp cut in your stomach or some other part, so that the officers won't come to trouble you. "

"officer?
Do you mean those whores who were abandoned by Aristotle?

I think those people are more pitiful than us, at least we have not been abandoned by the object of allegiance.

I mean, I never paid any allegiance to Aristotle. "

Pan Sen shook his head and replied: "That is not a deed worth mentioning. It will make people like us have a very low status."

"You are right, but I just feel that I am luckier than those who were sent to us as officers by Aristotle. Their original status was much higher than that of farmers like us."

"According to your theory, we should be happier if Aristotle died in the battle of Istanbul."

Pan Sen nodded in agreement and replied.

"Pan Sen, tell me, if the Greek soldiers here suddenly switch sides and fight out with the Ottomans, will the expression on the face of that bastard named Karl, the tyrant Levi, be very exciting?"

"Aatrox, if you can do that, I will look forward to it, even if we can't shake the Thirteenth Legion under Carl at all."

"Panson, you are wrong, Karl only has the [-]th Legion.

The cowardly and cowardly tyrant Li Wei kept the most powerful and numerous French Legion by his side to protect his life.

But this move is wise, otherwise the tyrant Levi will definitely die before the two of us. "

"Haha, a scumbag like the tyrant Li Wei, if there was no army to protect him, he would have died in the anger of the people!

If given the chance, I would be happy to share a piece of Levi's flesh and blood, it would be wonderful.

Whether it's mentally or physically! "

“It’s a pity that we can only dream here.

But then again, if the tyrant Levi didn't have his army to support us, we wouldn't even hear the name 'Levi', let alone hate it?

Sure enough, in this world, only evil can be remembered by the world.

Just like my Spartan ancestors.

Even though the city-state of Sparta has long been reduced to dust, there are many people in the Greek peninsula who remember the horror of the Spartans and take this as a warning.

People can always remember violent conquerors, but it is difficult to remember benevolent monarchs.

Just because the benevolent monarch did not expand the territory or achieve an epic victory that would be remembered by the world. "

"It's normal, I was interested in the stories of those conquerors when I was a child, and I didn't take a second look at the name of the king of benevolence and righteousness.

Mainly, the deeds of the benevolent and righteous king are too boring.

I don't know why, it just feels that way.

Perhaps this is what we humans have in common. "

"Soldier, what are you doing there?!"

A rich voice suddenly came over, and an officer and four guards walked towards Aatrox with eager eyes.

He glanced at Pan Sen who was lying on the ground, and that look left a deep impression on Pan Sen.

Because this look made Pan Sen feel as if he had become a corpse.

That's right, the other party just glanced at Pan Sen with the same gaze of looking at the corpse, even though Pan Sen's chest was still heaving, but his breathing was a little short.

"Soldier, answer my questions or I will execute you here as a deserter!"

The officer looked closely at Aatrox, and the guard behind him drew his sword.

This is really a picture with realistic irony. On the battlefield under heavy artillery fire, an officer leads a soldier with a long sword to interrogate a soldier who has not stepped into the meat grinder!
Aatrox stood up and did not answer the officer's question, but looked at the four guards behind him.

"We are all Greeks and understand what the tyrant Levi has done to us!
Don't you just want to dedicate everything you have to the alien emperor who doesn't treat us as human beings and drives us to death step by step?

He didn't even hesitate to point his sword at his compatriots! "

After the officer heard this, he looked at the guard behind him and gave a mocking smile: "We are following the orders of Aristotle, the president of the Hellenic Republic. You, a humble soldier, do you think you have a talent for speaking? ?

Sorry, you will be tried as a battlefield deserter because of what you just said.

Guard, kill him! "

Aatrox seemed to have expected this situation long ago, a hand behind his back suddenly stretched out, a black hole appeared in front of the officer's eyes, and then the jet of flames magnified infinitely in the depths of his pupils !
With a bang, the gunfire could not even attract the attention of people who were tens of meters away on the battlefield.

But it was enough to make a blood hole in the forehead of this officer who was loyal to Aristotle.

The four guards who were about to rush up paused, watching the sturdy body of their own chief fall to the ground.

The invention of firearms has reduced the individual differences of human beings infinitely on the battlefield.

Originally tall and strong soldiers can easily crush short and thin opponents on the battlefield, but with muskets, everyone is equal before bullets!
"Panson, the power of my trophy is not bad.

The sultan of the Ottoman Empire is much richer than our tyrant Li Wei and the blind Aristotle. At least the sultan is willing to equip the soldiers fighting on the front line with this kind of flintlock hand that I have only seen in the hands of nobles. pistol.

Oh, by the way, I may be wrong, the original owner of this flintlock pistol should not be an ordinary soldier in the Ottoman army. "

After Aatrox killed the officer, he teased Pantheon who was lying on the ground with a smile on his face.

"You're crazy!

You killed a colonel! "

The guard standing at the front looked at the flintlock gun in Aatrox's hand in shock and anger.

He didn't know whether it was the officer's death that frightened him, or the flintlock pistol that was out of ammunition made him feel at a loss.

"Colonel?
Oh, the official position is really big.

It's a pity that our Greek colonel is worthless. I saw with my own eyes a second lieutenant from Karl's subordinates reprimanding one of our Greek majors in front of a group of people.

How many levels is the difference between the second lieutenant and the major?

Sorry, I'm a small soldier who doesn't know much about the rank of an officer. "

"Do you want to rebel?"

"No, I just want to live!

Too many of our Greeks have died in battle.

Have you ever thought about why we Greeks are at the forefront in every battle?

Why are the weapons you and I are equipped with big knives and spears that should have been eliminated long ago!

Can those damn shields still block bullets?
Look at how many Ottomans rushed over from a distance, they shouted 'Jihad', I didn't understand the meaning of that word at first, but after the place became a mountain of corpses and blood, I understood why the Ottomans shouted that word !

The Ottomans fought for their sovereign, but what about us Greeks?

Fighting for the tyrant Levi who wants to exterminate us?

you……"

puff~
Aatrox suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and a long sword pierced through the blind spot of his side and rear, and passed across his abdomen!

"Damn deserter, do you really think of yourself as a speaker?
Pooh! "

The soldier who stabbed Aatrox to death spat on the blood-spitting corpse on the ground, and wiped the drawn long sword on the opponent's clothes repeatedly.

Pantheon, who was lying on the ground with a face as pale as snow, looked at the soldier who attacked Aatrox and said puzzledly: "You are not that officer's guard, why did you do this?"

The person who attacked Aatrox was not one of the four guards standing in front of him, but the soldier shrugged his shoulders and said: "I saw with my own eyes the colonel who was shot and reprimanded the deserter. I think I have Obligation to kill such a person.

You should be his companion.

Do you want me to help relieve your pain? "

"Don't you agree with what Aatrox said?"

"Oh, it turns out that this deserter is called Aatrox, who sounds like the farmer's son.

We all understand what he said, but just because we agree with him doesn't mean we want to follow him and watch him kill his chief!

Escape from here. Outside are the troops commanded by Karl. It is a situation of no life or death. Why should we listen to Aatrox? "

"At least, we can aim our weapons at the enemy before dying!"

"Enemy?"

The soldiers present burst into laughter.

"The Ottomans not far away are the enemies of our Greeks!
Moreover, we can win against the Ottomans, as previous battles have proven. "

Pan Sen looked at the group of people in front of him unreasonably.

"The alien army behind us watched helplessly as we went to die and massacred our fellow tribesmen. Are you willing to accept such a fate?"

"You don't need to remind us of our dire situation!

The friendly forces behind are only killing deserters. As long as we don't act as deserters, they won't take action!

As for sending to death.

Haha, aren’t we here just to fight?
Could it be said that if we surrender to the Ottomans, we will gain a new life?
The previous rule of the Ottoman Empire has made us understand that on the Ottoman side, we will only live worse than death! "

At this time, a soldier at the back came over and said coldly to Panson: "The most important reason why we are fighting here is that the Holy Alliance will definitely be the winner of this war.

Following the will of the victor is our way of survival.

We are not fighting for Aristotle, we are fighting for survival! "

After finishing speaking, the soldier suddenly inserted his sword into Pan Sen's tender neck. When the sword was pulled out, Pan Sen had no breath.

Afterwards, the soldier wiped his long sword clean with the corner of Pan Sen's clothes, looked left and right and said, "I think we should report this to a nearby officer. Two deserters killed a colonel, and We avenged the colonel.

In this way, we should be able to play for a while and set foot on the front line. "

"pretty good idea."

…………

While the bloody battle in Istanbul was still going on, a team composed of old people, young women, and children penetrated deep into the Kingdom of Serbia.

Pantheon's sister looked at the figure of the last soldier leaving after the handover between the Greek army and the Serbian army who escorted them, and hugged her mother tightly.

"Mom, can we really get what government officials call 'military treatment'?"

The young mother with a wrinkled face smiled and nodded. Just as she was about to comfort the last relative beside her, a Serbian soldier came over and looked lewdly at the daughter in her arms.

"A nice girl, I should be able to sell it for a lot of money. Aristotle sent me a lot of good stuff."

Although my mother could not understand the language of the Serbian soldiers, anxiety and fear gradually emerged in her eyes after seeing their expressions.

Sure enough, the Serbian soldier called one of his companions and roughly pulled her daughter out of her arms. The poor mother jumped on her hoarsely, and then stabbed a bayonet into her heart fiercely.

The poor little girl rolled her eyes and fainted from the blow.

In order to eradicate the last hidden danger in Greece, the Aristotle government decided to sell all the families of Greek cannon fodder soldiers to the three Balkan countries!

(End of this chapter)