I am rich in martial arts, but choose culture to win

But in a blink of an eye, thousands of experienced French cavalry were made dumplings.

Before he could organize a rescue force, a white flag fluttering in the wind was erected high from the French position and fluttered in the wind.

Surrendered in just 10 minutes. It really can't be blamed for the cowardice of the French cavalry division.

They were far more severely battered than McMahon had seen through a telescope.

In fact, at the beginning, under the command of Ramidere's adjutant, the French dragoons formed a battle formation within 5 minutes, which can be said to be quite well-trained.

They also knew that the defenders in the fortress could not just sit back and watch their lone army be eaten by Ming people, and they would definitely organize a rescue.

As long as you can persist for an hour, no, three or ten minutes, General McMahon's reinforcements will definitely arrive.

Therefore, the dragoons stood in formation, assuming a posture of resigning themselves to death.

Since the ranges of the guns of the Ming and the French were close to each other, both sides had a tacit understanding to start shooting when they were 500-800 meters apart.

This shows that this is by no means a pecking at each other between the Taiping Army and the Hunan Army with their guns shooting indiscriminately, but two truly well-trained armies confronting each other, showing the world's top army strength.

However, the result of the battle was not as even as the French had expected.

The casualty ratio of the French army is much higher than that of the Ming army!

It is said that the [-]-type infantry gun is weak and has a slow rate of fire, which is compared with other rifles in World War I, World War II, and even the Korean War.

The power and rate of fire of the Chasaipo rifle is not as good as that of the [Dewu Ernian Style] rifle, not to mention the shooting accuracy and stability that the latter is proud of.

The rifles of French soldiers often shoot seven or eight bullets, and there will be problems of one kind or another, or even a direct jam.

But Ming's rifles output firepower with high productivity and efficiency throughout the process.

In addition to the difference in weapons, the more important difference is the difference in people.

Compared with the French who still fought in line, the infantry of the Ming Dynasty assault knew how to find bunkers on the spot or lie down on the spot, with three people as a combat unit, covering each other and advancing layer by layer.

The French, like standing baguettes, are living targets.

And the Ming army is like gophers in the wilderness, you know they are there, but it is hard to hit them.

What is even more desperate is that even if they were lucky enough to hit the Ming people, they seemed to be invulnerable and hardly injured!

The steel helmets on the heads of the Ming troops were barely understood by the French, and they even regarded it as one of the strange tricks of Ming, but the ceramic inserts in the bulletproof suits on their bodies might not be clear to them even if they wanted to break their heads.

Under the intensive artillery bombardment above their heads, facing the fierce and difficult-to-injure enemy, the fighting will of the French dragoons finally collapsed.

The adjutant proudly puffed out his chest and waved the white flag with grace, trying to maintain the dignity of a Frenchman.

He was greeted by a cannonball.

His white flag was full of holes and did not fall down, but his buttocks had already flown ten meters away.

"Your posture of surrender is wrong!"

The translator next to Mo Bai yelled in completely substandard French.

At the same time, shells fell more densely.

Bao Tie'an shook his head, these French people just like to play petty temper, even when raising a white flag, they have to show some flirtatious gestures.

Don't even inquire about it, what is our commander Mo famous for?

Hey, Commander Mo is good at everything, but the murderous nature is too heavy.

Bao Tie'an sighed, quickly installed a cannonball in his hand, and hit the flock of French chickens with a bang, causing intestines and buttocks to fly all over the sky.

In the end, after trying 7 surrender postures by 7 French officers, the French finally surrendered with their buttocks up, their hands on their backs, and the squatting chicken pecking rice, or the correct posture of a hen showing its back.

During this campaign, the Dingguo Army of the Ming Dynasty took over 1300 captives and sent a telegram to the Ministry of War. Zhang Changgui happily said hello three times, saying that Mo Bai finally changed his temper and that he can be taught.

But Zhang Changgui's smile froze when he learned that there were more than 5000 French troops surrounded by the Huangxun system's detailed report.

"Sure enough, Your Majesty is still wise! If Mo Bai is asked to capture the Three Emperors alive, wouldn't Da Ming get a few hundred dollars to take the Three Emperors?"

Zhu Fugui could only pat him on the shoulder, and comforted him, "At least this time, the French army will definitely be mobilized, Mo Bai..."

The words "Li Guang is difficult to seal" somehow appeared in Zhu Fugui's mind.

Shaking his head, Zhu Fugui didn't think this kind of thing would happen in Daming.

Since Churchill ordered the extermination of the Kurds with chemical gas;

"I will not admit that we have made a terrible mistake with the red Indians in America or the blacks in Australia; nor will I admit that a stronger, higher, wiser world-wide It was a mistake for these people to enter and occupy their land and make them what they are now." Churchill can be a hero of the British and regard himself as the guardian of human civilization, so of course Mo Bai Can.

Perhaps in a few hundred years, there will be a traditional delicacy in Europe called Fried Mobai, which is probably the highest praise for him!

As for myself, I'm afraid it's even more so.

But, I don't care.

If the name of the devil must be left behind, Zhu Fugui will personally act as the Lord of Hell and become the eternal nightmare of the European world.

Chapter 372

Although only less than 8000 cavalry divisions were eaten by the French, the mobilization of France in this era was very urgent. There were not even standing divisions on weekdays. Even national wars like the Franco-Prussian War only mobilized less than 60 people. Among them are 25 non-combat troops.

Therefore, these 8000 elite cavalry were enough to make His Majesty Nasan, who was shocked by the bad news, so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.

He immediately picked up the map of Mexico, studied it for a day and a night, and finally concluded that the main force of the Ming people was in Santa Ana. They attempted to seize the railway, and then entered the hinterland of Mexico along the railway.

At the meeting of the General Staff Bureau, the three emperors patted the table and said, "I want to lead the Royal Guards to break the siege of Santa Ana. Do you think it is feasible?"

Marshal Bazin knew the depth of His Majesty Nasan, and hurriedly dissuaded him: "Your Majesty, Marshal McMahon is the best general in the empire. With him in Santa Ana, you don't need to go in person. You only need to send orders to San Luis Porto and Zacateca. If Sri Lanka's defenders go to support it, they will definitely be able to intercept the Ming army north of Santa Ana."

Marshal Bazin opened his mouth, and the other generals also said that His Majesty the Emperor had been left in Mexico City to take command. According to intelligence, the number of people's army was only tens of thousands, and there was no need to take risks in person.

In the face of everyone's opposition, Napoleon III had to compromise.

He didn't just say that he wanted to fight in person, Nasan really likes war.

This may be because of his uncle's blood inheritance, or because he has been imitating his uncle intentionally or unintentionally so that he gets too deep into the play.

Moreover, Queen Eugenie, Nasan's wife, is also a militant.

She often blows the pillow and says: "My dear, if we don't start a war, how can our son be the emperor?"

The combination of internal and external factors led to His Majesty Nasan's belligerent character, so that the French Empire has been in war.

And he is not simply a big food addict.

Of course, His Majesty Nasan is really good, but he is like a bronze Galen holding a six-sacred outfit. He was cremated all the way with lightning in Algeria, Italy, Khmer, Vietnam, Tsarist Russia, Qing Dynasty, Tokugawa Shogunate, etc. A group of "masters" chased and chopped their heads.

It wasn't until they met Daming in Japan, and Shen Zhuang met a coercion, that it was the first time that they fell into the sand and encountered a major defeat.

This is why, after failing to compete for Japan, Nasanhui so persistently regarded Zhu Fugui as a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh, and even went across the Atlantic to personally come to Mexico to find his place.

Losing to Daming is not only a matter of face, but also a matter of face.

The issue of face is more related to his own legitimacy as the heir of Napoleon Bonaparte.

And once his own legitimacy is questioned, the plan to pass the throne to his son and make the Bonaparte family as eternal as the old nobles will undoubtedly run aground.

In short, the top three is Zhu Fugui in Europe, and Zhu Fugui is the top three in America.

The legitimacy of their ruling comes from the abundance of martial arts of the family predecessors, which is destined to both want to completely defeat each other and show that they are more full of martial arts than their predecessors.

This is a battle of kings against kings, Nasan is eager to show his exquisite battlefield micromanagement, and smash all doubts about himself.

It's just that he didn't expect that this time, all the officials were against him personally leading the army to rescue.

In desperation, Nasan had to put away his desire for performance and stay in Mexico City to strategize.

But soon he discovered the beauty of the telegraph.

It is different from being hit hard by Prussia because of not paying attention to telegraph technology in history.

Before the last Japanese war, Nasan received the humiliation of Zhu Fugui's telegram 31 minutes in advance, coupled with the long-standing trend of Ming Dynasty's frequent telegrams leading the world, this time, Nasan realized the importance of telegrams in advance.

Mexico already had a telegraph line to the north.

After the overhaul, His Majesty Nasan communicated with his loyal Santa Ana Fortress by telegram.

In the beginning, it was just a simple inquiry, but soon His Majesty Nasan discovered that with the development of technology, he seemed to be able to command the battle remotely without going to the front line.

So, Mo Bai and Zhao Xizhu were surprised to find that from a certain day on, Santa Ana's French nerves became abnormal.

They directed the Mexicans to build the shooting low wall in the morning, then use a sledgehammer to cut it open in the afternoon, and rebuild it half a meter forward. After two days, they retreated one meter again, and they never tired of doing it.

Mo Bai felt that this must be the French using fatigue tactics to prevent the Mexican servants from rebelling.

Sure enough, such intrigue and cruelty existed between the imperialists and their vassals.

……

His Majesty Nasan was delighted to discover that thanks to his exquisite command, the Santa Ana Fortress had become impregnable.

Although the Ming army only had 4 people, more than 10 French and Mexican soldiers had gathered around the Santa Ana Fortress;

Although those Ming people took advantage of the night to destroy the barbed wire fence several times, burned and killed the barracks outside the fortress;

Although no one has dared to confirm the number of casualties of the Ming army;

But no matter what, one thing is certain, the Ming people really did not cross the fortress an inch.

Under the careful arrangement of the emperor, Santa Ana became the Constantinople that would never fall in North America!

This sentence may sound a bit familiar, but it doesn't matter.

The military reporters of the "Paris Daily" have already boarded the ship and sent the news release of [His Majesty the Supreme Emperor punished the Tatar robbers from the north today].

Let the Parisians know that they have the upper hand in the contest with Zhu Fugui, the dragon of Satan, the greatest enemy of the Christian world. This is what Nasan cares most about.

It's a pity that Mexico is not Europe after all, and its telegraph network is not well developed.

While Nassau was basking in his winning streak in the Battle of Santa Ana, a hurricane was sweeping northeast of the U.S.-Mexico border.

……

Coahuila, at noon, the sun is scorching hot.

"There's a yellow rose in Texas~

How I long to take a look~

......"

Guo Dazhuang was frying eggs on the front armor plate of the iron kite, blowing cheerful Texas folk songs.

He learned the song from a Texas girl.

That girl is a fan of "Miss San Diego" and a loyal listener of "The Voice of Ming Dynasty".

Guo Dazhuang refused her love, and the sad Texas girl sang this song "The Yellow Rose of Texas" to him when she parted.

"Boss Guo, why are you rejecting a girl!"

"That's right, Battalion Commander, don't you know what's going on with you yourself? Nail dead bark three inches, and jump up to eat the big steamed bun on the girl's chest! You're still picky."

Faced with the teasing of his comrades, Guo Dazhuang couldn't help but poohed: "Your skin is itchy, right? You boy will be half a centimeter taller than me soon, and you will be shy every day. Be careful, I will physically lower your height!"

To be honest, as the ace tank player of the Wumu Army, Guo Dazhuang is really not tall.

Otherwise, he would not have been selected to be the driver of the first generation Han riding tank.

Compared with the Hanqi 01, the weight of today's Iron Buddha Tank has increased from 1.7 tons to 3 tons.

But the added weight is mainly due to the thickness of the armor, and the interior space is as narrow as ever.

In the final analysis, this iron kite is actually just an enhanced version of "Old Man Music".

Guo Dazhuang chased him out with a scrambled egg shovel, and Li Huzi hurriedly begged for mercy: "I was wrong, battalion commander, I was wrong. Our battalion commander is Yushu Linfeng, looks like Pan'an, and has not changed his original intention. He said he would buy a gege to play with. I have to buy a grid to play!"

"Bah, what is buying, this is free love!"

Guo Dazhuang scratched his head embarrassingly, "It's mainly because I lost my head back then, and raised my mouth when burning paper for my mother, and then the flames sprang up, I think my mother took it seriously!"

Daming did not object to intermarriage between Manchu and Han people, so Banner women could naturally marry Han Ding.

However, intermarriage with Manchus is strictly prohibited within the military and in sensitive positions, and even three generations of investigations are conducted. If there are relatives of bannermen, they will all fail the political review.

So Guo Dazhuang had to wait until he was discharged from the army, and then went to see if he could find a princess to go home and become a wife.

Chapter 373

There is nothing unusual about Grid these days.