Suddenly a large number of airplanes appeared in the sky, like sea eagles descending into the river to fish.

With the roar of a monster, it swooped down from the sky.

Dense 12.7 machine gun bullets rained down from the sky when those 25mm anti-aircraft guns were wondering whether to deal with sea targets or targets in the sky first.

The Hebrew gunners were immediately beaten to pieces by bullets.

The machine gun was also riddled with holes.

While the mortars were firing shells one after another, a bomb fell from the sky.

Along with the huge smoke and dust from the explosion, the mortar barrel flew dozens of meters away and was embedded in the wall of the bunker.

The Ming Navy's aviation force was dispatched, and bombs fell from the sky one after another.

The smoke cleared in the distance, and the hidden howitzers had just taken off their gun jackets when they were stared at by war eagles descending from the sky.

The gunners watched in despair as bombs fell from the sky, followed by machine guns firing recklessly.

"Third echelon, dispatch in advance." Sabluhei was on the destroyer five kilometers away from the coast.

He was so excited that he couldn't help himself and immediately ordered the third wave of attacks.

The Ottomans waded through the scarlet bloody water, stepped on the corpses of their companions, and finally landed in the port of Sevastopol.

A soldier climbed up a tall tower crane, and the green star and crescent flag flew high in the port of Sevastopol.

This fanatical guy stands on the tower crane and shouts slogans like a King Kong.

But before he could shout a second time, a bullet flying from nowhere shattered his head.

On the other side of the beach, the Ottomans were gnawing at the bunkers one by one.

An Ottoman soldier had one of his legs broken, but he still dragged his injured leg to the edge of the bunker.

Pull the trigger of the blasting tube and stuff the blasting tube directly in.

The Hebrews inside reacted very quickly, and the smoking blasting tube was shot back again.

The wounded Ottoman soldier fought back with all his strength.

When the two sides were in a stalemate, "Boom!" the blasting tube exploded.

Through the telescope, Li Xiao watched the wounded soldier being blown away.

From this wounded soldier, Li Xiao saw that the wolf bloodline of the Turks was awakening.

A thousand years ago, these people who claimed to be descendants of the wolf tribe roamed the desert grasslands.

It is absolutely not unreasonable for Khan to bow his head tactically!

"Go back, there's nothing left to see." Li Xiao lost interest in continuing to read.

Although they watched with gusto, Li Lin and Zhao Liangdong followed Li Xiao away.

"Let's go to Sochi in the afternoon!" It was lunch time and Li Xiao walked into the cafeteria.

"Don't you want to continue watching the Ottomans successfully land?" Li Xiu asked strangely.

In his impression, Li Xiao would not leave until the battle was over.

After all, Sevastopol's geographical location is very important.

Moreover, there are a large number of Hebrew factories here.

Destroying this place will greatly weaken the logistical supplies of the frontline coalition forces.

“If I don’t watch it anymore, that’s it.

The Ottomans can open a second battlefield here, and then you can help the Ottomans send artillery up there.

In addition, some naval gunboats were left behind to ensure supplies for the Ottomans and to provide them with artillery support.

In short, just protect this battlefield. Let the Hebrews continue to bleed, strain their energy, and prevent them from fully committing to the frontal battlefield.

It is impossible to rely on the Ottomans to win victory."

"I think they fought well today." Li Xiu was greatly shocked by the bravery of the Ottomans.

What I just saw in the telescope, it has become a common situation to sacrifice one's life to catch the eye.

Almost every bunker was destroyed in this way.

"Second brother!

There is another meaning that I did not say.

A thousand years ago, Turks roamed across the desert steppe.

Their ancestors were once wealthy, and they once became the biggest enemies of our Han nation.

We are actually lucky not to have conquered the Central Plains.

From those Ottomans, I saw the awakening of the Turkic bloodline.

Since they are willing to take Crimea and are willing to bleed for Crimea, then let them bleed!

The more these heroic and fearless Ottomans die, the better.

It's best if all that is left are villains who only know how to follow the crowd.

This is in our interest."

"Brother, do you mean that when bleeding the Hebrews, we must also bleed the Ottomans?"

"Yes, let Mokomo send all the Ottoman warriors.

As long as they can capture Crimea, Crimea will be theirs from now on.

As long as the Ming Dynasty had the right to use the port, its sovereignty belonged to the Ottoman Empire."

Li Xiao gave Mokomo a reason to go crazy!

In order to become the Golden Wolf King in the hearts of the Turks, Mokomo would make the Ottomans shed their last drop of blood for Crimea.

"Brother, isn't this bad...!

Mokomo is just lying on the ground wagging his tail, you..."

Even Li Xiu couldn't stand this kind of crazy behavior.

The Ottoman Empire was simply a disgrace to the Ming Dynasty.

Basically, if Ming Dynasty has any requirements, Mokomo must meet them if there are difficulties, and if there are no difficulties, he must meet them if he creates difficulties.

You've gotten to this point, and you still want to plot against others.

Even Li Xiu felt that this was too unkind.

"Second brother!

What Mokomo wanted was to secure his position as sultan, and Ming Dynasty would not take it away.

Now it seems that there is no need to replace him.

This is the result of his begging for mercy!

As for the Ottoman Empire...!

It can be seen from today's battle that there are also Xiong Zong warriors among them.

Do you think Mokomo can control such a warrior?

One day, those warriors will take the head of the comatose Mokomo.

By doing this, we are helping Mokomo, not harming him.

This is also the result of his begging for mercy!

Daming, why are you sorry for your friends?"

"Uh...!" Li Xiu was speechless.

Li Xiu also admires this elder brother for being able to explain deceitful people in a reasonable and well-founded way.

"Why are you nodding?" He turned his head and saw Li Lin nodding like a chicken pecking at rice.

Li Xiu immediately became angry. You have been taught a lesson by your father. Why can't you bully your nephew?

"My father said that Ming Dynasty chooses its opponent not by who the opponent is, but by whether the opponent is strong.

As long as a country is strong, it will naturally become the opponent of Ming Dynasty.

The Ottoman Empire has the potential to be powerful, so we must contain their power in the cradle."

"Fuck, what you said makes sense."

Li Xiu was speechless, these two men were the same.

After lunch, Li Xiao took Li Lin and Zhao Liangdong to leave Kunlun Mountain and returned to the Yanshan.

Before leaving, Li Xiu gave his pistol to Zhao Liangdong, which represented his approval of the marriage.

The gunfire from Sevastopol continued, and the Yanshan had already turned around and headed for Sochi on the east coast of the Black Sea.
To be continued...