"His Excellency General, now almost all the Turkish troops are in the Strait of Dardanelles!..."

A seemingly inconspicuous word made Zheng Sen, Li Qingwu and others lit up. Perhaps Victor Sassoon did not realize how important the information he inadvertently revealed was, but for the soldiers, they keenly saw another opportunity.

The net of heaven and earth!

On the surface, the Turkish Dardanelles had laid a net of heaven and earth, and even deployed hundreds of "wood crushers" that could blast the city walls and easily tear the Ming army's warships. Even if the Ming army's warships were named "iron armor", they would definitely not be able to withstand such artillery bombardment.

Even so, there are not no loopholes to be found.

At least Zheng Sen saw a loophole.

After thinking about it, Zheng Sen asked.

"Victor, you mean, there are no defenders in the city of Istanbul now?"

"It's not that there are no defenders, but very few. Since the Turks occupied Istanbul, the city has never faced any threat from any country, so it only has a small number of troops stationed. After Mohan failed to go south for the fourth generation, he took away most of the guards and guarding Istanbul, with only a few turrets and the garrisons of the castle..."

Perhaps, this is also because of Istanbul's special and almost perfect geographical location, which rarely suffers from foreign invasions. For the Ottoman Empire in its expansion period, there is no need to consider external threats. As long as their turrets defend both sides of the strait, no enemy can threaten Istanbul!

The peace over the past 200 years has even made the people of Istanbul never consider the threat of war. The war is too far away from this city, which means that the Ming army would be so unethical and suddenly break into the Dardanelles and enter the Maramale Sea at night.

"How many troops are there in the city?"

“Around Istanbul…”

Before Victor could speak, Zheng Sen emphasized again.

"I am in the city of Istanbul! Inside the city, not the surrounding fortresses."

"There are probably less than three thousand guards, and their main force is currently..."

Suddenly, Victor seemed to realize something, stared at Zheng Sen for a long time before saying.

"Your Excellency General, do you, do you want to attack Istanbul?"

Victor asked in an uncertain tone. He even looked around the Ming army inadvertently, with only one thought left in his mind, to conquer Istanbul?

Is it possible?

Even after saying this, he felt that he was thinking about something random, and he even felt that the Chinese would definitely laugh at him. Just a little bit of people, and they were still navy, even if they didn't want their own fleet, they wouldn't be able to get the army needed to attack the city.

However, he did not hear the ridicule of the Chinese. Instead, those Chinese who could understand Latin looked at him with a surprised look. Some people even stared at Istanbul thoughtfully and stared at the capital of the Ottoman Empire.

"Attack Istanbul..."

Zheng Sen smiled.

"It seems that there are not many defenders there, but only a few thousand people..."

As he muttered this, Zheng Sen thought in his mind that there were more than 1,600 Marines on his fleet. Even if they were all put on land, they were still at a disadvantage compared to the Turks. Moreover, there were so many Turks in Istanbul...

If it looks like this, even if you go ashore, you will have no chance of winning!

Focusing on Istan in the distance... No, it should be Constantinople. Zheng Sen frowned and raised, as if he was weighing the possibilities in his heart.

“What is the most important thing for us now?”

After a long silence, he suddenly spoke.

"It is not to razing Constantinople to the ground, nor to seize Constantinople, but to ensure the safety of the fleet! This is what we need to consider."

Staring at Constantinople, Zheng Sen suddenly said.

"Maybe, we can surround Wei and save Zhao!"

"Bound Wei and save Zhao?"

The deputy coach's suggestion lit up everyone's eyes, and Li Qingwu said in surprise.

"The deputy commander means to attack Constantinople and then force the Turks to transfer their troops back to protect Constantinople?"

Zheng Sen smiled.

"It's almost the same! But it's not that simple. Now, we have to contact the prince first. Victor, can you send the letter to Jerusalem as quickly as possible?"

"Of course, we can deliver the letter to Jerusalem in just a few days. Please rest assured that the Jews will be the best friends of the Chinese in this war!"

Victor patted his chest and assured that his guarantee was just like the guarantees they had given to the Ottomans during the rise of the Ottomans. At that time, the roles played by the Jews were not just the butler and tax-holder, but also provided a lot of information for the Ottomans. Even the fall of Constantinople, historians thought that the Turkish army discovered that the Corkpota Gate of the Wall of Belaknay was not locked, but in fact? Only God knows why it was not locked.

But one thing that is certain is that during the rise of the Ottomans, the Jews, as their good friends, did give great help to the Turks, and it was this kind of help that made the Jews receive some kind of preferential treatment in the Ottoman Empire.

"Your Excellency, if you need it, we can give you more help elsewhere,"

Obviously, Victor was not satisfied with the simple task of sending letters. As merchants, Jews had their own business intelligence network. More than two hundred years ago, they used such business intelligence network to send a large amount of intelligence to the Turks. Now of course they can also serve the Chinese.

But in Victor's opinion, the more they sell, the more they can get. Perhaps in the past they were "old friends of the Ottomans", then now, he is more willing to become "old friends of the Chinese". Of course, if this old friend goes down in the future, they will also abandon each other, but now it is the time for everyone to cooperate.

Zheng Sen just smiled and said at Victor's initiative to volunteer.

"Of course, my friend, I think the help you can give me will be far beyond your expectations. By the way, when I was in England, I saw it in the newspaper that there is no business in the world that you Jews have never been involved in, and even more so in the Ottomans. Now, I want to talk to you about a business, but..."

The corners of his lips raised slightly, and he looked at Victor, and Zheng Sen said seriously.
Chapter completed!