Rolling rolling little shell~ How I wonder where you are~
Here I am honey~
The giant metal round shells the size of a man's head came tearing through the air pounding onto the ground bouncing off into the crowd of Ottoman soldiers, these soldiers here are pretty new recruits to replenish the previous batch of garrison forces here have been drawn by the previous sultan Mehmed into the siege of Constantinople, and of course they never returned as the grand vizier Candarli Halil Pasha prohibited them from going back to their home towns and joining 'the hilariously weak forces of the rebels'. Thus, it is certain that only a pitiful amount of them ever experienced what does shelling taste like.
