"Penson, do you know what's happiest after the war?"

While taking off his boots from a corpse wearing an Ottoman Sultan's personal guard uniform, Atoks said to Panson, who was bandaging his wounds beside him without raising his head.

"I think your answer is right in front of you."

“Ahhh ~

I am worthy of being my brother, and I can see what I think at a glance.

I have to admit that the Ottoman boots are really great, and the size of this shoe is about the same size as my feet.

Do you know how difficult it is for me to find a pair of boots like this?"

“Well, I can understand.

After all, my sister is always full of doubts about your big feet.

Otherwise, why do you think I would object to my sister marrying you?

It’s not that I objected, but that she was unwilling to marry a big-footed man. She felt that the odor of a man’s feet would be smeared to death by her.

Sorry, I'm not insulting you, I'm stating a fact."

Atoks stopped the 'work' in his hand, stood up, pinched his waist and looked at Panthon with a heavy breath.

"Penson, you can still talk to me here now because I pulled you back from hell. Is this how you thank your benefactor?"

"Attox, if I let my sister marry you, I want to repay you for your life-saving grace."

“Oh, God.

Panson, do you know?

This is the smartest choice you've ever made.

Your sister married the bravest man in the world, a rumored Ottoman Sultan guard who killed the rumored cannibalism.

Look at the corpse under my feet. They have been practicing martial arts since childhood. If guns and cannons had not dominated the world, we Greeks would never have returned to Istanbul."

"Yathox, look in the mirror before bragging. If you kill him head-on, I will definitely pour out your martial arts. Unfortunately, you pierced his neck from behind.

The Sultan's personal guard has no eyes behind him, and I think any man can do this."

"Penson, this is war!

I just use war to solve my opponents. After all, this is not an arena. It is not popular to fight alone and face the opponent head-on. What I bring is not honor, but stupidity or even the price of my life!

At least, the result is that you survived. This shit-like Sultan guard lay at my feet and also contributed a pair of boots that were about the size of mine.

Thank God, I love these boots so much!

Neither the blind Aristotle nor the tyrant Levi had ever thought of giving us brave Greeks a real military uniform.

I feel like I am not coming here as a soldier, but as a slave!”

“No, Atoks.

We are not here to be slaves, but to come here to be flesh targets for the enemy to shoot.

I will never forget the scene when our captain's skull was lifted up with bullets. The power of the Ottoman muskets was really amazing."

"That's right, I can't find any other benefits except for the powerful power of the Ottoman muskets. If those damn aliens are willing to hand over the excellent muskets in their hands to us, we can definitely blow up their eggs before the Ottoman fires!"

"Haha, maybe we can dream of that scene. The 13th Legion of the tyrant Levi is a unit above everything else.

They gave everything to the tyrant Levi, who gave them the power to kill people at will.

As long as they think it is an incorrect behavior, it is a crime!

God has become a plaything for the tyrant Levi. This is the most ironic joke I have ever seen in my life, no doubt about it!”

Atoks and Panson were silent at the same time, until Atoks put on his boots that had been taken off the body, he spoke in a muffled voice:

"Penson, although we took down the outer wall of Istanbul, you and I know that one of our entire company is no longer ten.

This is already lucky.

Many of the troops ahead did not even have a survivor.

There were more Greeks who died under the city of Istanbul than the Ottoman Empire!

At least, the Ottoman defenders had a way out, and we retreated to death!

Don't you think that this is the tyrant Levi and the blind Aristotle who are planning to eliminate us Greeks?

Aristotle had sold himself and the entire Greek Republic to the tyrant Levi. In his eyes, he had no compatriots of his own, only his high power, and for his own position, he could do anything.

I didn't believe it at first, but now I believe it, we are abandoned!

At most, in the new round of offensive launched tomorrow morning, it will be the end of our lives!”

"Attox, don't be so pessimistic. If you and I survive such a fierce battle, why will you die?

Not being able to retreat does not mean that we must strive forward desperately and find a hidden position where we can fight until the moment the city wall falls.

I have seen many Greek compatriots survive this way.”

"Penson, if the walls did not fall, we would be searched by those fierce Ottoman soldiers and then hit a sieve with a round of bullets!"

Atoks grabbed Panthan's collar, and his eyes flashed with extreme fear.

"Attox, we have no choice but to hope that the troops of the tyrant Levi can continue to win until they take down every wall of Istanbul and break into the central palace.

By then, you will be able to marry my willful sister.

This time, I will let her change her unfair view of your big feet.

My sister has listened to me since she was a child. If you think about the future more, you will have the motivation to survive."

Yatox relaxed his hands and sat on the corpse.

It’s not that he likes sticky blood corpses, but that there is no clean open space around him, even if it’s just an open space to settle down!

The bodies of the Greeks and the Ottoman guards were intertwined, and no one went to sort them out, only a few Greek soldiers were searching for something useful to them.

The injured Greek soldiers still have the power to wail here, while the injured Ottoman soldiers only ushered in absolute death.

Teams of new Greek new forces are pouring in from the broken walls and the city gates that have been blown up by black gunpowder, trying to make the number of living people here exceed the dead.

Unfortunately, this effort will never be able to win!

Even the corpses on the ground were used as defense materials, and were stacked by the Greek soldiers who had just come in, forming simple meat wall obstacles where they needed them to cover the bullets that came from time to time on the fortress of the inner castle in Istanbul!

Remaining soldiers like Atoks and Panthon who win victory can use their precious time after the war to rest and restore their physical strength, or wait for their blood to gradually flow, transform from a seriously injured person into a corpse, and then stack them on top of other corpses as defensive materials!

No one collected the Greek soldiers' bodies, and their superiors asked them to be cremated only after the battle was over because they did not have so much time to deal with the large number of corpses!

Attox looked at the teams of new forces driving to the distance, and the fear in his eyes subsided a little. He looked at the only blue sky here, which was still pure, and said to Panson:

"After I get home and marry your sister, I want a daughter and don't have a boy."

Pansen was slightly stunned after hearing this. This idea seemed very alternative in this era of favoring boys over girls.

"Why?

This is the first time I heard that my father likes girls but doesn’t like boys.

If you want to tell me that you treat men and women equally, you don’t need to use this reason.”

Atoks smiled and replied, "Because when the boy grew up, he could only fight for others and die in a foreign land.

Only girls can be by my side and visit my grave.

When will this world of cannibalism end?”

"Perhaps after this war, peace will come in Greece, after all, no one can fight against the army of the tyrant Levi in ​​Southern Europe.

Not to mention Greece.”

"Haha, what if the British army landed in Greece again?

Didn’t Aristotle’s madness and blindness begin after that decisive battle?

Many people say that after that decisive battle, Greece was dead.

I couldn't understand at that time how could the Greek nation, which had thousands of years of brilliant civilization history, die easily?

Now I understand.

If the historical civilization of a long enough period was useful, the Greeks and Egyptians should have unified the world long ago.

I think no civilization has a longer history than these two nations.

What about reality?

A long historical civilization can only become a fantasy of our self-intoxication.

No matter how brilliant the history of civilization is, it cannot stop the destruction of elite troops sent by countries with only hundreds of years of civilization.

The long historical civilization will only make the conquers even more excited because they will trample a country with thousands of years of culture under their feet.

I think that in the eyes of the tyrant Levi, this is the greatest purpose of Greece.

I used to be proud of my Spartan ancestors and proud of me being a Greek.
To be continued...