Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
“Ah?” The Second Imperial Consort was stunned.
Does my big brother mean to give up on Edirne? But this is the capital of the Ottomain Empire! It has great political significance; only by occupying this place can the sultan give out orders to the arrogant military and chieftains.
How can we give up on it just like that?
“Big brother, we…” The Second Imperial Consort tried to dissuade Pasha Callerga.
“We overestimated ourselves,” Pasha Callerga interjected. “The Khitans don’t see us worthy of negotiation, be it us, the First Imperial Consort, or the Fifth Imperial Consort. To them, we’re just a bunch of lambs in the slaughterhouse.”
He turned to the Second Imperial Consort and asked, “Would you bother negotiating with the meat that you eat every meal?”
“…” The Second Imperial Consort found it ridiculous.
When did our Ottomain warriors fall to such a plight? We have always been the one plundering. Our enemies have always been the one trembling before our bloody shamshirs.
How did the tables suddenly turn on us?
“We’ll disguise ourselves and escape from the city right away,” Pasha Callerga instructed. “We need to flee before the Khitans notice us, or else it would be the end. For now, our goal is to find the Morean army and join hands with them. If we succeed, there might still be a chance to turn things around.”
When Pasha Callerga chose to give up on the capital, the Ottomains’ First Imperial Consort made the same decision too.
With the two imperial consorts taking away a substantial number of Edirne’s troops, the remaining soldiers couldn’t put up an effective defense. Their only fate was to be slaughtered by Shu Yichao amidst despair.
Just like that, Edirne, the Ottomain Empire’s capital, fell into Shu Yichao’s hands.
“Tsk.” Shu Yichao clicked his tongue after ending the last opponent.
He quickly assessed his losses, and he felt his heart bleeding in pain. “I lost nearly a hundred people? Tsk! Street fights are the worst.”
Mounted units needed a wide space to build up momentum. While Edirne had a few wide streets
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