I, the grandson of the second emperor of the Ming Dynasty, earned 100 million taels at the beginning

He didn't know if anyone was still alive, but in the dense explosions and crazy shooting, Ochben estimated that even if there were people alive, there would not be more than a hundred people.

"What kind of weapon is that, it can shoot continuously..."

Aoqi's mind is full of the city gate, the frantically dancing flames.

He didn't dare to imagine that if Daming had this kind of continuous shooting weapon, wouldn't the line infantry formation they were so proud of be a living target.

As the sky gradually brightened, dozens of wounded soldiers climbed back supporting each other.

Aoqiben didn't find his son in it, and he didn't return to the barracks with an expressionless expression until dawn when the Ming army began to open the door and come out to collect the corpses.

After letting the troops retreat another ten miles, Oqibenli returned to the camp alone, took out a piece of parchment and a quill pen, and began to write.

My dear majesty, when you received this letter, my camp had retreated another ten miles.

Just yesterday, I sent my son to launch a night raid with 2000 soldiers.

In the initial approach, everything went very smoothly, but when they reached the gate of the city, they were exposed.

According to the wounded soldiers, it is a strange weapon. When people step on it, an iron can will pop out, it will explode, and it will shoot countless murderous beads. My son Olavimo was penetrated by a steel ball. head off.

Of course I say this not to make you feel sorry for the loss of my son, but I just want to tell you that this weapon is just an appetizer for night raids.

Next, Daming used a new weapon, a weapon that could shoot bullets continuously.

By Allah, I swear to you, I never thought in my life that there would be such a terrifying weapon in this world.

It is like the sickle of death, if touched by it, the soul will be mercilessly taken away.

It is like a farmer's sickle for harvesting wheat, swinging it left and right, the life touched by it will either die or be disabled.

Here I have to regret to tell you that the line infantry formation, which we thought was very powerful and excellent, is just a living target under this kind of weapon.

I can tell you responsibly that I have no confidence in completing the tasks you entrusted to me, and even have serious doubts about whether we will win the war in the future.

Maybe when I say these words, you will feel very angry and angry, thinking that I am boosting the morale of the enemy and destroying our fighting spirit.

But I have to cruelly tell you that the fact is that the strength of Daming is really unimaginable.

This is just one of Ming's troops. It's hard for me to imagine what kind of horrible scene our Ottoman Empire will face if Da Ming goes all out to launch a war.

As your most loyal soldier, I have to suggest to you here that before we have the strength to confront Daming head-on, a temporary compromise may be a very good choice.

Commander of the Ottoman Expeditionary Legion, Morad Ochbenri!

After writing his name and stamping his own mark, Aoqibenli handed the letter to the messenger.

"You must give it to His Majesty the King yourself, and tell him that I will fight according to the second method."

After the messenger left, Ochbenli glanced at the city of Jerusalem and the place where his son died, silently picked up the hat and put it on his head, and retreated to the distance with the troops.

Chapter 366: Equipment does not represent courage, the real brave is the one who dares to fight and is not afraid of death!

The army of the Roco Kingdom returned to the rescue very quickly. In less than 5 days, the rescue army felt Jerusalem.

The Ming army did not break their promise, and directly handed over [-] artillery pieces and some shell supplies to the other side.

And it is discounted at a favorable price.

This matter was decided by Zheng He.

In Zheng He's words: If you want a dog to work hard, you have to throw more bones. Besides, people are coming back to block the wall. If you don't win, we have to fight by ourselves.

Zheng He gave full play to Zhu Zhangui's thought. Don't use your own life to fill a war that can be solved with shells. If it is really unavoidable, then use money and benefits to lure others to work for us.

After receiving the weapons and equipment, Luo Ke came back to help the army commander. He was so happy that he couldn't see his eyes. He shouted that Ming Luo was friendly. After resting for a long time, he took his own army aggressively to fight against Ao Qi. .

"Who do you think will win?"

On the city wall of Jerusalem, all the Ming troops who had no mission came to watch the battle on the city wall, pointing at the battle line between the two armies in the distance, and offering their own ideas and suggestions from time to time.

This is true for the soldiers under his command, as well as for Qi Yuan, who is the commander, and Sa Xuer, the plenipotentiary representative of Daming West.

Holding the binoculars and looking at the two battle lines in the distance, Sa Xuer didn't understand war, so she asked Qi Yuan who was also holding binoculars next to her.

"Hard to say!"

Qi Yuan shook his head, took back the binoculars and commented: "Although the Roco army uses weapons produced by our Ming Dynasty, and the soldiers are also trained by us, their morale is very poor."

"It's okay to fight with the wind, but if there are too many casualties, or if you encounter a difficult bone, you may collapse at any time."

"As far as I know, the Ottoman army on the opposite side is the direct line of troops of Ottoman King Omurad. Since Omurad ascended the throne, he has fought many wars with him."

"Its commander, Ochbenri, is known as the wolf king in the desert in his empire, and has extremely strong insight and commanding capabilities."

"Its own characteristic is that it is good at grasping the enemy's weakness, and then smashing it in one fell swoop, completely defeating the enemy, and winning the final victory in the war."

"The guy Roco sent back, I'm sorry."

Qi Yuan shrugged, "I have never heard of his name, and his record is even more unheard of, and I have a very bad impression of him, so I judge that he is a guy who relies on flattery to get to the top. "

"So I concluded that Ottoman's chances of victory are [-]%, and Rocco's army is only [-]%, and this is still under the blessing of the weapons we gave him."

"Without the weapons and equipment we gave him, his chances of winning are less than [-]%!"

Hearing such a thorough analysis, Sa Xuer gave Qi Yuan a thumbs up.

At the same time, I thought in my heart, no wonder the opponent was sent overseas to lead the army alone. With this observation and judgment alone, he was far ahead of ordinary generals.

"Then if necessary, shall we give him a hand?"

The Luoke Kingdom is now an ally of Daming, Sa Xuer thought, if her side just watched the other party being defeated and did not make a move, it might be difficult to explain to Luoke.

Qi Yuan smiled slightly, "Don't worry, everything is up to me, and I will take action when the time comes."

This morning, Qi Yuan received an appointment telegram from the imperial court.

From the morning onwards, he was no longer an ordinary regiment commander of the Marine Corps, but the Commander-in-Chief of the Marine Corps of Ming Dynasty.

Before the outbreak of the future war, he will command all the troops in the west, including the five legions supported in the future, all under his command.

Zhu Zhangui also asked him that if the army of the Rocco Dynasty was defeated, he could directly take over its army and build a line of defense in the direction of Jerusalem to block the attack of the Ottoman Empire.

Of course, this order is not absolute. Zhu Zhangui just gave him a general direction. As for how to fight and how to fight, he needs to judge by himself.

If he has the ability to beat Osman directly

collapsed, and then captured the entire Ottomans, the court would not blame him for arbitrarily deploying soldiers.

Of course, if he started the war without authorization and was defeated later, then he would be fully responsible.

Qi Yuan is still thinking about how to fight the war in the future, but the defense lines in Jerusalem and other places are already under his consideration.

As a general, defeat is counted before the battle. No matter how he struggles in the future, he must defend the canal and Jerusalem.

Otherwise, if the previous war was not won and these two places were lost, then Qi Yuan would be a sinner of Daming through the ages.

"Beep beep beep beep..."

The sound of the trumpet in the distance awakened Qi Yuan who was thinking.

He looked up and saw that the armies of the two countries in the distance had already set up their formations and were ready to go to war.

"Boom...boom...boom...boom..."

The Roco Kingdom took the lead in launching the attack.

The commander of the Roco Kingdom, who has sufficient logistics, doesn't care about saving at all.

Eighty artillery pieces lined up, launching a wild bombardment towards the Ottoman army on the opposite side.

"idiot!"

Looking at the cannons lined up in a row, Qi Yuan couldn't help but curse secretly.

He didn't know whether this officer knew how to fight, and whose artillery was gathered together.

If the enemy sends cavalry to break through the battle line desperately and block your artillery holes, then it will be the end of the calf.

Although he doubted the general's combat command ability, Qi Yuan didn't say anything.

Things belong to others, and they have already paid for them, so they can use them as they want, and it is none of their business.

Although he didn't want to interfere with the other party's command, Qi Yuan still made preparations.

He turned his head to the adjutant beside him and said, "Notify the artillery battalion to aim at the artillery regiment of the Roco Kingdom. I will fire immediately as soon as I give the order to destroy them all."

"Yes!"

The adjutant saluted, turned around and went to inform the artillery battalion to start preparations.

"You are?"

Sa Xuer, who heard the order all the time, looked at Qi Yuan suspiciously.

"I'm worried that I won't be able to defend his artillery position. In order to prevent the enemy from taking these artillery pieces and turning around to deal with us, I must destroy them all before it is lost."

"So that's the case." Sa Xuer nodded, and then he was a little puzzled: "Then why didn't you remind him directly."

Qi Yuan laughed lightly, raised his binoculars, looked at the distant battlefield where the cannons were rumbling, and said lightly: "Remind him, do you think he will listen to me?"

"Some people will never know what regret is without touching their heads and bleeding."

"Your kind reminder will not only make this kind of people vigilant, but will also make you think that you are meddling with mice."

Saxuer opened her mouth and stopped talking, raised her binoculars, and looked at the battlefield in the distance.

The rich and powerful Roco Legion shelled for half an hour.

What is puzzling is that the Ottoman army on the opposite side resisted the shelling in a daze, did not launch a counterattack, and even retreated a mile at the last moment.

"Hahaha... What kind of elite army, isn't it just like this, the whole army is advancing."

The fat man who commanded the Rocco Legion, seeing the elite Ottoman Legion on the opposite side retreating after being hit by his own artillery, pinched his fat waist proudly and laughed.

When the sound of the last cannon stopped, the fat man struggled to draw out the knife from his waist, swung it forward fiercely, and ordered the forward army to attack.

The vanguard corps that received the order advanced slowly along with the marching song.

"Drip...drip...drip...boom boom boom boom...boom..."

This piece is very brisk, but at the same time it has an inexplicable force that moves people's hearts.

The melody came from far away from the battlefield, and the soldiers of the Ming army on the city wall also hummed softly.

This piece of music was composed by His Royal Highness, the name is the March of the Line Infantry, and the nickname is the Happy Song of the Qing Dynasty.

When the Ming army uses line infantry to attack the phalanx, adjust the army

This is the tune of footsteps.

It's a pity that Daming's equipment was updated too quickly, and this song was relegated to the second line before it went to the battlefield, and became a daily performance song, or a marching song for military music.

Later, Ming soldiers came to the Roco Kingdom, and when they trained these Egyptian soldiers, they also passed on this song.

Therefore, the soldiers of the Roco Legion now will play this piece of music to adjust the formation and footsteps of the army when launching an attack.

Although the soldiers of the Rocco Legion couldn't figure out why they had to bring a band with them during the war, they had to say that the song was really nice and the rhythm was very clear. As long as they followed the drums, the team would not go astray.

"Adjust formation and prepare for battle!"

Rocco's army launched an attack, and the Ottoman army stopped retreating.

An officer asked the soldiers to line up with their sabers horizontally, and at the same time asked the soldiers to start loading ammunition.

This Ottoman army is worthy of being an elite. As the order was issued, within 10 breathless time, the ammunition was loaded and ready to shoot.

Ottoman Legion, a modification of the three-column firing phalanx.

They felt that it was a waste of time for the soldiers to retreat to the rear after shooting, and then let the rear step forward to fill the position.

So it was adjusted to 4 rows, with the elite shooters in front, and the task of the three rows behind was to load the shooters with ammunition.

This way, the attack will never stand still and the enemy will always be under fire.

The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, and the Ottoman soldiers who were ready were confused when they saw the Rocco army advancing slowly in a neat line.

They couldn't figure out why they were fighting so many bells and whistles, and how much people in the Roco Kingdom loved music, and they didn't forget to bring a band to the battlefield when they were fighting.

But even though they thought so, they had to admit that the song was really good, and even some soldiers subconsciously started humming along.

"Shut up, get ready!"

The officer who was walking back and forth in front of the queue heard a soldier humming behind him, and glared at the soldier angrily.

The soldier shrank his neck in embarrassment, and quickly looked forward without squinting, ready to fight.