A place that was supposed to be Qingzhen Temple was filled with corpses of Ottomans.

In the square, which was wide enough to accommodate thousands of people, corpses were piled up to a height of seven or eight meters.

Old people, children, men, women...!

Those with heads and those without heads. Those with arms and legs and those without arms and legs were mixed and piled together.

Several days later, the blood on the ground turned black.

The stench could make people faint, and countless flies were crawling densely on top of the pile of corpses.

When a crow lands on it, the flies startle like a black cloud.

The subordinates said that there were countless such massacres in the city.

In the square in front of Topkaman Palace, there are several high piles of human heads.

Shang Ke was so happy that his eyes were about to burst. These were the corpses of Ming soldiers who died in battle.

Against the walls of Topkaman Palace, there were many headless corpses, all wearing camouflage uniforms.

In this world, only the Ming army wears camouflage uniforms.

"Commander, let's go back. There may be Hebrew snipers nearby!" his staff warned.

Although the Hebrew organization was broken up, it was impossible for them all to evacuate smoothly in such a short period of time.

Especially when it gets dark, these rat-like people begin to act like monsters.

It's inevitable to do things like blasting and blowing whistles, shooting black guns and so on.

An officer of Shang Kexi's level managed to survive the brutal siege battle, so it would be unworthy to die here.

These staff officers all crawled out of the dead.

Just as he was preparing to rise to great heights with this chief officer, how could he let Shang Kexi die in Constantinople?

"Give me the order. The captured prisoners should not be transported to the country to work as coolies. They should be killed directly. Their heads should also be piled up like this!"

Shang Ke looked at the pile of heads of a man with joy and hatred.

"My commander, what's the point of catching and killing him.

These people are all top-notch coolies and will definitely be sold into the mines when they arrive in China.

A relative of Xiaguan was contracted for the mine, and for them this was a source of income.

But for these coolies, it is hell on earth.

He worked hard all day long, but he ate only pig and dog food. He lived in a work shed surrounded by mats, with a layer of thatch thrown over it.

One winter the snow was so heavy that the shed collapsed.

Those coolies dug out of the snow and were frozen solid!

You may not know that there are no mice within a hundred meters of the work shed. Do you know why?

They were all caught and eaten, all raw.

Tell me, do you think it would be easier for them to kill them directly?

Letting them suffer the consequences is the best way to let the dead brothers rest in peace."

Shang Kexi glanced at the staff officer, nodded and left with his hands behind his back.

The staff officer wiped the sweat from his forehead!

The Liao army did not kill prisoners, which was almost the consensus of the entire army.

One is to make these prisoners feel that there is still a way to survive by surrendering, and they will not have to fight to the death with the Ming army.

But this is not the point. The point is that these people are the harvest of the Liao army.

The people had to be transported back to the domestic market to be sold, and the money earned from the sale was not taken by the officials, but belonged to the Liao army.

When prisoners of war are linked to money, killing and surrendering prisoners is unlikely to happen unless there is deep hatred.

After this battle, many people died and many prisoners were taken. This is a big gain!

Everyone, whether dead or alive, has a share in this money.

This is a major feature of the Liao army. The brothers who survived a battle will always take care of the families of the brothers who died.

But the Liao army had never suffered such heavy casualties before!

Not even the war to conquer India had as many casualties as the battle to defend Constantinople.

Three Marine divisions, plus two Sikh divisions and two Marine battalions temporarily transferred before the war.

The total number of employees was nearly 60,000, and they were all fired within ten days.

The total number of people alive, including the wounded, did not exceed 8,000.

This battle can be said to be the largest loss suffered by the Liao army in a single battle.

In the darkness, there was the constant roar of airships in the sky.

At this time, the airship will not attack ground targets. If the line of sight is not good, God knows whether it is our own people or the enemy on the ground.

These airships are here to transport reinforcements!

Each airship is filled with soldiers. After they get off the airship, the wounded will be transported out.

The transportation efficiency of the Ming army's heavy airships was astonishingly high, with a division of personnel and equipment airlifted in just one day.

The ground troops began to clear out the remaining Hebrews. In the darkness of Constantinople, gunfire rang out from time to time.

Fiery red bullet marks streaked across the night sky, leaving behind scorching marks.

Almost at the same time, Man Ye's 1st Cavalry Division had advanced to the gates of Sofia. Their goal was Iasi. As long as they stayed in Iasi, they could cut off the retreat route of the Hebrew army fleeing from Constantinople by land.

Of course, this will have to wait until tomorrow after the aircraft carrier air attack, the Hebrew fleet will be completely destroyed.
Chapter completed!