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Chapter 154 - Chapter 154: Breaking the City

The defending general, Hussein Shilin, died on the spot, which was a fatal blow to the already demoralized defenders.

Facing an inevitable defeat, their morale completely collapsed.

Less than a minute after Hussein's death, his deputy immediately knelt down, threw away his weapons, and surrendered on the spot.

With the deputy setting an example, the remaining defenders also successively bowed their heads and surrendered.

About an hour later, all of the Crimean defenders who had been stubbornly resisting on the city walls earlier surrendered, and many of them even proactively requested to the Theodoro Army, expressing their willingness to guide them to "atone for their sins."

When the message from these former defenders reached Tukharovsky's ears, he couldn't help but smile faintly, "Good, I understand their meaning, and I highly approve of their attitude.

But it's a pity, we already have people there.

Let the soldiers enter the city as originally planned; the message should quickly reach those people inside the city."

After receiving Tukharovsky's order, the Theodoro Army, following the original plan set before the city's breach, temporarily brought the surrendered troops under control and entered the city in single file from the city walls that had already fallen into their hands.

Not all Tatars were willing to succumb to Theodoro's military pressure; even though the city had fallen, a small number of die-hard Tatars and fanatical muslim within the city still tried to resist and increase Theodoro's losses.

This situation was exactly as Tukharovsky had expected.

At this point, it was time for the 'nails' he had previously managed to place inside the city to take effect.

Although the defenders' low morale during this siege was partly due to the efforts of those people.

As soon as the Theodoro Army's vanguard passed through the city gate, the leader of Tukharovsky's previously ambushed spies within the city came to greet him and handed over the intelligence he had gathered in the city over several days.

And where did these spies come from?

They had infiltrated among the fanatical muslim when the Theodoro Army specifically expelled them from Bakhchysarai last time; these people were either muslim or Tatars.

As for their leader, he was Suleiman Karamanoglu, the Karaman Prince who had received Theodoro's protection.

During his time lurking in Bakhchysarai, he led the Principality's spies under him to cause various degrees of destruction within the city.

If asked how much psychological burden he had about this, the answer would be almost none: "Who told the Crimean Khanate to help my uncle hunt me down? They deserved it!" This was Suleiman's view on the matter.

Upon seeing Tukharovsky again, Suleiman first removed his disguise, then engaged in a close exchange of greetings with him before getting to the main topic, fully informing him of Crimea's arrangements in Bakhchysarai, such as the distribution of die-hards, the fanatical believers about to cause trouble, the true situation within the city, and the current status of the Girai Khan's family.

After receiving precise intelligence about the city, Tukharovsky clarified the direction of his next actions.

And for Suleiman, who had provided him with considerable help in intelligence and the siege, Tukharovsky, to express his gratitude, asked, "Your Excellency Suleiman, is there anything else you need my help with next?"

"Let me think," Suleiman stroked his beard and began to ponder, "How about I handle Giray's family?

After all, I am a Muslim, and still considered a noble, albeit an exiled one.

I am more skilled at dealing with these compatriots of the same faith.

Also, could you spare a hundred men for me?"

Tukharovsky looked at him with complex eyes, "I wonder who it was that led the killing of so many mullahs these past days to ensure the capture of Bakhchysarai."

he murmured to himself.

However, this was ultimately a matter between Muslim; he found it difficult to argue and had no desire for such a meaningless affair.

After a moment of consideration, he granted Suleiman's request, temporarily assigning a small team of over a hundred men to Suleiman to facilitate his handling of the Giray family still in the Bakhchysarai Khan's Palace.

After receiving Tukharovsky's approval, Suleiman lowered his head to conceal the smile that had just appeared on his face.

After taking over the hundred or so soldiers from Tukharovsky, Suleiman quickly led them to the Bakhchysarai Khan's Palace to swiftly control the situation there.

At this time, inside the Bakhchysarai Khan's Palace, with no escape route, Haji Giray's wife and children, including his only daughter, little Aisha, could only be protected by the Girey Family's personal guards in the rooms of the Khan's Palace.

As for the ordinary servants in the Khan's Palace, they either scattered and fled or tried to seize the opportunity to gain some benefits for themselves.

If not for the protection of the personal guards, the bolder among these servants might have proactively tied up Giray's family and sent them to the Theodoro's camp.

However, the number of personal guards loyal to the Girey Family was ultimately limited, and human desire is endless.

As the situation became more urgent, more and more greedy opportunistic servants picked up objects from the palace, intending to capture these family members, and some even wanted to take the opportunity to lay hands on them and commit indecent acts.

Although the Girey Family's personal guards tried hard to resist, they ultimately could not withstand these people's greedy delusions of a "better life" in the future.

About an hour later, several personal guards collapsed from exhaustion, and seeing this, the reckless servants began to gather and break through the positions where those few personal guards were missing.

Soon, this gap was about to be breached by them.

And the closest Girey Family member to this spot was little Aisha.

"Father, Mother, I, I'm scared," Aisha cried out in fear, looking at the menacing crowd that was about to approach her.

But her father was fighting on the continent now, and her mother was being protected by personal guards, barely able to protect herself.

Who else could save her?

Perhaps only a miracle.

Coincidentally, a "miracle" was about to arrive, although this "miracle" was not so "miraculous."

Just as Aisha was about to be grabbed by a rebellious servant, a young man, slightly younger than her mother, flashed in front of her and directly cut through the servant's chest with a single knife on the spot.

And the soldiers under his command also arrived in time, using thunderous methods to immediately control these servants on the spot.

"Pass on my military order: execute all these disrespectful and reckless servants on the spot."

At the young man's command, the room was filled with the cries and wails of those greedy individuals, and at the same time, a large amount of blood quickly flowed, or rather, spurted out from their bodies, which would be more appropriate.

The siege was lifted, and some of the relieved Girey Family members stared at him with even more worry, while others fell to the ground, muttering, "God bless."

Only little Aisha, half in fear and half in gratitude, looked at the young man in front of her.

After a while, she tried her best to ask respectfully and quietly, "Excuse me, are you... here to help me?"

The young man turned his head, crouched down, and responded to her with a smile, "Yes, Your Highness little Aisha.

My name is Suleiman Karamanoglu, and in the name of God, I swear I will always help you."

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