The Young and Vigorous Eighth Prince

The battle started when the two sides approached each other, and the Hebrew-speaking people and Jiang Zheng's coalition forces immediately launched an attack on the Western army's positions.

On the western position, guarding here is the army of the Medical Association Alliance, with 100,000 troops. On the left and right sides are 100,000 troops each, half of which are Tehran's troops.

Jiang Zheng's coalition army used 300,000 troops as the vanguard and launched a battle for the position. They were also divided into three directions.

It was a battle of one hundred thousand against one hundred thousand, and both sides were equipped with hot weapons, but Jiang Zheng had full confidence in himself.

Therefore, he almost suppressed nearly half of his troops at the very beginning, and the battle line of dozens of miles was stretched out, and people could be seen almost everywhere.

However, although the attack formation of 100,000 troops quickly advanced to the position of the Western Army, they had not yet launched an attack on the position.

Behind the Western Army's position, countless dense artillery fire flew out, and the sound of hissing was endless. These artillery fire fell on the attacking army's formation, directly blowing the attacking army dizzy.

Each rocket-like shell has a killing range of almost one mile, and the medium-barrel shells can even reach a greater range.

Under the dense artillery fire, Jiang Zheng's coalition forces were simply plowed by the artillery of the Western army. Nearly 30,000 people who rushed to the front were directly wiped out by several rounds of artillery fire.

Jiang Zheng, who was standing far away, saw this scene through a telescope. He was so shocked that his mouth almost dropped to the ground, and his eyes were full of shock and disbelief.

Logically speaking, the new weapons he developed using the Hebrew people must be stronger than those of the Daxia Army in terms of power and performance. The Western Army in front of him might only have Daxia's weapons, but they might just be obsolete low-level weapons.

But he never expected that the other party actually possessed a weapon as powerful as a rocket, which made him unable to believe it was true.

The Hebrew general beside him was also stunned, thinking he had seen it wrong. What kind of horrible weapon was this? It completely overturned his understanding of weapons.

In the command post of one of the positions, Jiang Zhaoxing looked at the position covered by artillery fire in the distance, with a smile on his face and respect in his eyes.

It was the first time he saw this rocket launcher, which his father called Katyusha, had such terrifying power. This rocket launcher alone was enough to make the enemy in front of him unable to fight back.

If he took out all the other advanced weapons, how long would it take for the enemy in front of him to be eliminated? However, he was not in a hurry to take out the weapons.

The war must be fought slowly. He wanted to let his uncle feel the fear, which could be regarded as revenge for the harm done to his father.

Katyusha rocket launchers were still firing continuously, and the entire front position was plowed, and it was even about to hit the enemy's base camp.

The plowed areas were left with only corpses, and even if there were still enemies alive, they would not live long. After all, under the bombardment of rocket launchers, anyone within the killing range would be killed by the shock, even if they were not killed on the spot.

In this round, almost 110,000 to 120,000 of the 300,000-strong army died. Although the rest escaped, they were so scared that their legs were shaking and there was only fear in their eyes.

The scene they saw was so horrific that it made them despair. They definitely didn't want to experience it again.

Jiang Zheng's face was as gloomy as water and his eyes were filled with fear. He was considering whether to continue the attack. After all, it would be a bit unwilling to go back like this.

He came here with great ambitions, but he never expected the situation to turn out like this. He was beaten to the point where he had no power to fight back.

He thought there might be a fierce battle, or even a crushing victory over the Western Army. However, he didn't expect that there would be no fierce battle, but there would be a crushing victory for them.

The Hebrew general standing nearby was already shaking with fear in his eyes. He did not dare to fight anymore.

How can we fight this battle? We haven’t even encountered the enemy yet, but we have already lost more than 100,000 soldiers and have been pinned to the ground.

Even if we launch another attack, we probably won't be able to get close to the enemy, and then we will be pinned to the ground and rubbed again.

Coming back to his senses, the Hebrew general looked at Jiang Zheng and said, "Jiang, we can't fight anymore... We have to retreat... Otherwise..."

He couldn't say the rest of the words because he knew that even if he didn't say it, Jiang Zheng would understand what he meant.

Jiang Zheng's eyes flickered when he heard this. Although he was unwilling, he knew that he had to withdraw his troops. He gritted his teeth and gave the order to withdraw.

Immediately, the remaining 300,000 coalition forces began to retreat, and their retreat speed was extremely fast.

How arrogant they were when they came, how embarrassed they were now. Jiang Zheng had a gloomy face in the team, shaking with anger, and his fists were about to bleed.

He knew that the horrific weapons in the hands of the Western Army must have been made by Jiang Fan, and only Jiang Fan could create such a miracle.

He felt very unwilling to accept the fact. Why had he never gained an advantage over Jiang Fan since he appeared? He always lost miserably and humiliatingly.

More than 20 years ago, he was forced by Jiang Fan from Dayan to Liaoxia, and then from Liaoxia to the Western Regions. He finally found a place to settle down in Persia.

However, Jiang Fan chased him to Persia. After he fled to Africa, he thought that after so many years of development in Africa, he should be able to compete with Su Fan.

But he never expected that he would still fail miserably in the end. He began to hate the black people in Africa. If it weren't for the fact that these guys had such strong genes, he would have given up the idea of ​​using black people to increase the population.

The population he has in Africa is definitely much more than this. Three million people occupy so much high-quality land, but they are simply unable to develop.

In order to prevent himself from being evilened by black people, he even started to massacre black people. But in the end, he still lost to Jiang Fan.

He was so angry that he wanted to rush to Jiang Fan and ask him why he could always beat him, why...

Just as he was unwilling to give in, the 300,000-strong army had already withdrawn dozens of miles and was about to reach the coast. As long as they boarded the warships, they could return to the African continent.

He was a little nervous, as he was worried that the Westerners in front of him would take the opportunity to invade the African continent. By then, he was afraid that he would be powerless to fight back.

Just as he was daydreaming, suddenly, a buzzing sound rang above his head. The sound made him frown, his face full of surprise and confusion.

He didn't know what the sound was, but he soon saw that the source of the sound was actually coming from the iron bird in the sky. Moreover, there were more than one of those huge iron birds, dozens, or even more. He couldn't count them all.

Just as he was wondering, he saw the iron bird in the sky suddenly rushing down towards them. When it was about to hit the ground, a burst of bullets came from the iron bird.

The fleeing army below was immediately shot to pieces, and the entire army was thrown into chaos. Jiang Zheng watched all this in horror, his eyes full of disbelief.

He never imagined that Jiang Fan could actually research and develop something that could fly in the air. Such a killing weapon was simply their nightmare.

As the iron bird shot back and forth, their 300,000-man army was almost dispersed, suffering heavy losses. They were like prey on the ground, being hunted by hunters.

The enemy not only fired strafing shots, but also dropped many shells from iron birds, which exploded among the crowd. Jiang Zheng's army was slaughtered one-sidedly.