March 24, 1796 AD.
After two days of preparation.
The battle between the Ming and Qing Indian princes' coalition forces and the Qing Mo coalition forces in the valley south of Agula City finally broke out.
With a large number of the most elite Uzbek cavalry of the Mughals, they continued to charge.
The muskets of the Ming Dynasty's Indian princes' coalition forces also continuously defeated the charges of the opponent's cavalry.
The Qing-Mo coalition forces, which had the advantage of the terrain, gradually fell into a passive situation.
Then the Ming and Indian coalition forces attacked on three fronts.
Using muskets and cannons, they launched a fierce attack on the Qing Mo coalition forces!
After the gunfire.
What rang out was the earth-shattering cry of killing!
"The true God is great! The true God is great!"
Those shouting slogans were the infantry of the Mughal Empire.
Most of the people under the rule of the Mughal Empire were Hindus, but their top leaders were all Green Religion people, so they could recruit capable warriors from Central Asia to fight - the way the Mughals ruled India was to use India Their wealth recruited warriors from Central Asia to rule India.
After all, everyone knows.
Indians don't fight.
but now.
These green believers who shouted "the true God is great" are now really beaten to collapse by the "true Indians" in southern India.
Yes.
In fact, most people in northern India are "foreign invaders".
The native Indians are relatively black, while those from outside are relatively white.
At first it was the Aryans, and later it was the Yueshi, Turks, Persia, and Mongols.
One after another, invaders came from the Khyber Pass in northwest India, and each time they established a powerful power on this continent that made the Indians proud.
Therefore, from the perspective of white Indians, black Indians are not very capable of fighting - after all, they are the first indigenous Indian race to be conquered.
but now.
The Central Asian warriors, who are generally considered to be more capable of fighting, were beaten by three brigades of black Indian natives and suffered heavy casualties.
Fifteen thousand flintlock guns fired volleys in turn, and the projectiles that exploded formed a dense barrage and turned into a rain of metal, beating the white-skinned guys from the northwest who had bullied the black Indians for five thousand years. Crying for father and mother.
Black Indians are excited.
When did they become so capable of fighting!
All this is the credit of the Chinese uncle.
Under the leadership of the Chinese uncle.
We black Indians can also be invincible!
Ten thousand Uzbek warriors wearing white clothes and white turbans formed four square formations and launched a menacing charge.
Yes!
Just charge.
Not lining up to be shot.
Instead, charge directly.
Lilamuku, who was commanding the battle, was furious.
He knew that his men could not defeat each other in a queuing shooting operation.
Although on the front are three black Indian brigades.
But on one side was a brigade of Yellow Indians armed with rifled muskets - the Yellow Indians could fight much more than the Black Indians.
On the other side is a howitzer position.
The explosion of the roaring howitzers turned the line of infantry slowly pressing forward in a slow formation into a living target.
in this case.
You can't beat them by queuing up and shooting them.
The only chance.
Just take advantage of the lull when the Ming army's cannons are hot, seize the moment, rush forward, and fight hand to hand.
They must force their opponents back.
Because the Mughal cavalry had suffered heavy losses, and the Ming army's follow-up support troops on the opposite side included three dragoon brigades!
If we don't force the other side back and entangle them, it's hard to say how many of the tens of thousands of warriors hired by the Mughals from Central Asia at a huge price can return alive.
therefore.
Now I can only
Give it a try! !
These Uzbek infantrymen did not use bayonet reinforcements, but their scimitars and shields.
In this era, the bayonet was almost a symbol of a strong army.
That means a combination of intense firepower and discipline.
It is difficult for the infantry of the feudal era to use traditional cold weapons to take advantage of the army using bayonets.
Bang bang bang!
A sound like frying beans sounded.
The Uzbek infantry had just rushed less than a hundred paces.
A dense volley of guns rang out.
Hand-to-hand combat requires courage.
But lining up in a dense queue to shoot volleyball requires honesty and obedience.
in this regard.
The black Indians are obviously qualified.
Motivated by strict training and reward and punishment mechanisms.
There are no racial differences.
They all carry one head on two shoulders.
Black India pulled the trigger and fired the bullet.
Is there any essential difference between the bullets fired by white people and Chinese people when they pull the trigger?
In front of bullets.
Everyone is equal.
In front of shells, some people are more equal.
A metal storm formed by countless projectiles.
The bullets collided head-on with the torrent of scimitars of the Mughal Central Asian warriors.
The warrior Durko from the Fergana Basin is a member of the scimitar torrent.
Talk about it.
He has enmity with the Qing people, his allies in this battle.
His hometown was once plundered by the Qing army, but now it is the Ming people who occupy the Fergana Basin.
He covered his head and moved forward.
Pay no heed to the gunshots of the infidels.
He didn't pay attention to the screams that kept ringing around him, and just charged with his head covered.
The true warrior of God has no fear of death, which is but the passage to the eternal heaven, where there is a bed studded with diamonds.
There are immortal young servants, countless fine wines and delicacies, and as many as one hundred thousand slaves.
Seventy-two virgins and goats with cleaner asses than anything were waiting for him.
Two hundred steps to go!
Dulko rushed to the front, bullets flying over his head.
But today he seemed to be blessed by the true God. People kept falling around him, but only Dulco was not hit by a bullet.
When the second platoon gunfire rang out.
He had already rushed into the fog of gunpowder smoke, and he still wasn't hit!
He could only vaguely see the pagans standing next to each other in front of him. They were so densely packed. There were so many of them!
The faces of the black Indians showed fear.
Dulko's mouth revealed a sinister smile.
These damn bitches.
Do they think that with the support of the Ming people, they can climb above the heads of the Uzbek warriors?
Their muskets were very powerful.
but.
Dulco was convinced.
As long as he rushes in front of those black Indians, he can easily defeat these black Indians.
They are simply vulnerable!
This is the historical experience of thousands of years! !
The pagans have taken over Central Asia.
The current Mughal emperor is the only sultan in this land who protects the green believers.
After the death of the Mughals, the Green Cultists completely became the ruled in this land.
People from the Qing Dynasty, people from the Ming Dynasty, and people from Britain.
Even the Marathas have to step on their heads!
Duerko secretly made up his mind to use his scimitar to defend the true God!
Bang bang bang bang...
Another burst of gunfire!
I don't know if it was because of the shortened distance, but this time the 15,000 flintlock guns fired like a group of artillery bombardments.
The choking smoke on the battlefield became more intense, and the white smoke spread everywhere, making it look more ethereal, as if you were in the sky among the clouds.
Dulko began to have the illusion that he had ascended to heaven.
But what about the land full of milk and honey?
What about the bed studded with precious stones and made of gold?
What about the one hundred thousand slaves and the seventy-two virgins?
Why not come and greet yourself?
"Long live the Ming Dynasty!! Kill!"
The earth-shaking shouts quickly brought Dulko back to reality!
He couldn't understand the language of this cry and had never heard it before. It was the enemy's cry!
The enemy also started to charge!
but
Why did he become a Mingguo person?
In the smoke, the person rushing towards Dulko and others was not a black Indian.
But it was the Ming army that had already detoured back to a brigade in front of the Black Indian Brigade!
People from the Ming Dynasty?
Dulko was shocked.
He had heard too many legends about the people of the Ming Dynasty.
legend.
They are invincible and invincible. They have the largest empire in the world!
but
How is that!
I have the blessing of the true God.
Who is the emperor of Ming Dynasty?
The true God is the greatest! !
Dulko felt that the blood in his veins was already boiling...
God's warrior is invincible, and he has been practicing the scimitar for twenty years and is the most outstanding warrior on the Central Asian grasslands!
"The true God is great! The true God is great!!"
Dulko was the first to shout.
Beside him, a group of true god's warriors also held scimitars and shouted.
I don’t know why their true god didn’t come to help them take a bullet.
"Three brigades will attack in two waves, Kanur Brigade and Gudbo Brigade in the first wave, and Gulbarga Brigade in the second wave!"
Behind the military formation, Yang Fang, the general of the Ming army who was responsible for commanding the front line, shouted loudly.
"If you advance, never retreat! If you escape before the battle, behead them; if you are unable to move forward, behead them! Take back the land and expel your family members!"
Yang Fang emphasized discipline.
Soon a general officer translated his words and conveyed them to every soldier of the Black Indian Brigade.
Since there are too many languages in various parts of the South Asian subcontinent, the languages in various places are not very connected, and this continent does not have a unified central government to formulate any official language, so these Indian soldiers can only be organized according to language and region.
For many soldiers in black India.
Ming Dynasty was not an invader, but a liberator.
When they joined the Ming army, what they got was the distribution of land!
There was even a high priest who personally assured them that if they joined the Ming army, their caste would be improved, but if they were expelled, they would become untouchables again!
"I don't want to be a pariah anymore!"
"If you don't be a pariah in this life, you won't be a pariah in the next life!"
If Emperor Zhu saw this scene here.
It will definitely surprise you.
His Indian vassals are actually so troubled.
It also plays the role of liberator in India!
eventful!
Too many things!
Although these black Indians have not yet reached the level of "kings, princes, generals, ministers, etc.".
But it has also reached the level of consciousness that "I will live a good life in this life and will not delay living a good life in the next life."
What really gave them courage was the Ming army from a brigade of Central Asian Green Religion warriors who had already rushed towards the Mughals.
This is their backbone.
Duerko tightened his grip on the scimitar and shield in his hands.
There was smoke all around, and the charging phalanx seemed to have scattered.
But he wasn't worried.
Because this situation is very common, almost every charge ends in a swarm.
Because it is impossible for more than two thousand people to maintain their formation during a rapid charge.
A chaotic battle is their goal this time.
After rushing for a dozen more steps, the smoke had dissipated somewhat.
He saw a wall composed of countless bayonets appearing in front of him!
The bayonet wall is moving, running, sprinting!
Dulko subconsciously looked around, trying to find his companions.
But he didn't see thousands of troops.
“The true God bless, the true God is great!!”
The warriors of the Green Sect have gone crazy.
They roared at the top of their lungs.
But the smoke was blown away by the wind.
Everyone's roars stopped.
Where are people?
Where have people gone?
Ten thousand infantry, four square formations.
Even if it's scattered.
It's impossible that there are so few people left? !
The warriors of the Green Sect were still stunned.
The soldiers of the Ming army are not polite.
They held bayonets and formed a dense horizontal formation.
It was crushing like a wall.
Dulko did not flinch. He shouted wildly, concentrated all his strength on the shield of his left arm, and slammed into the bayonet jungle.
Puff puff……
He heard the piercing sound when the knife penetrated his body!
Then came waves of severe pain coming from his arms, lower abdomen, and shoulders.
Then he felt that all his brute strength was suddenly taken away, and his body fell to the ground uncontrollably, and then several big feet stepped down!
Finally going to heaven!
It's a pity that not even a single heretic was killed...
A smile appeared on Dulko's face.
A land where milk and honey flow.
One hundred thousand slaves.
Seventy-two virgins.
It's his now!
next moment.
A big foot stepped on his face, warning that countless big feet were coming.
this taste
It's a black Indian!
Dulko closed his eyes completely in reluctance.
do not know either
Trampled to pulp by black Indian untouchables.
Can I still go to heaven?
"Did you see clearly? How is the situation??"
Delengtai on the hill behind clenched his fists tightly and asked Zeng Sheng eagerly.
Bursts of gunfire continued, and the Eight Banners soldiers were also engaged in a gun battle with the coalition forces of the Ming and Indian princes.
But there was smoke everywhere on the battlefield and it was impossible to see the situation clearly, and the Mughal Cao Cao Wazir Gazi was sending people to urge him to advance.
But how dare De Lentai rashly use his 10,000 troops when the situation is unknown.
These 10,000 troops are only one third of the 30,000 Eight Banners soldiers left.
In case it gets folded in here.
Then I am afraid that Kaicheng cannot be defended - the richness of the Indus River Basin is coveted by many people.
Zeng Sheng shook his head: "The situation here can still be maintained. Although there are bursts of gunfire, the distance between the two sides is far, and the bullets can't hit anyone at all. There are no casualties... They should be feinting."
This is a distant musket shooting.
Mostly just listen to it.
What's more, there are fortifications to cover it.
So it's impossible to kill a few people.
Therefore, the Ming army's main attack direction cannot be on their side.
"So, they are attacking in the middle!"
Delengtai took a deep breath?
"Wazir Gazi has sent people to urge us to attack, which already shows the problem... It seems that they can no longer withstand it!"
Delengtai snorted coldly: "A bunch of losers, I originally thought that if they believed in the religion, they would be able to fight Ming Gouzi without fear of death. It seems that their true god is not that good either."
"The True God is just like Hui Hui's routine." Zeng Sheng muttered.
Now neither the Qing court nor the Ming court unites people.
So Lu Lu doesn't dare to be arrogant now.
If you are arrogant, you will be exterminated in minutes.
There is no reason why a ramen restaurant can't have pig's trotter rice next to it.
"Let's go." Delentai sighed.
When Wazir Ghazi dies, he dies.
These ten thousand soldiers are precious.
"It seems that the fate of the Mughal Empire has come to an end." Zeng Sheng squinted his eyes, "Sir, I heard that Delhi is a big city, where most of the Mughal wealth is gathered."
Delengtai's eyes lit up.
"Quick, quick, quick, while that Mughal Cao Cao can hold on for a while, let's go to Delhi to escort the Mughal Emperor Xi."
"Xishui" Zeng Sheng reminded.
"Yes, yes! Nishikari!"
(End of chapter)
