Guns roared, fighting sounded, and horses' hooves thundered.
Wazir Gazi, the Mughal Cao Cao and the governor of the empire, had a face so dark that water could be squeezed out of his face.
To this extent.
Everyone can see it.
This battle has already been decided.
The Mughal Empire was coming to an end.
but
The battle for the Ganges River Basin has just begun.
On this battlefield.
The Green Sect warriors hired from Central Asia suffered heavy casualties under the attack of the Ming people.
The combat power of both sides is not on the same level at all.
Wazir Ghazi even saw the scene of black India chasing the white warriors of Central Asia.
This shocked him even more.
The black Indians under the hands of the Ming people actually became more capable than the Green Sect warriors from Central Asia!
This is really disappointing.
But Wazir Ghazi is worthy of being Mughal Cao Cao.
He did not show despair, but was actively trying to find a way to remedy the situation.
The outcome of a war sometimes does not depend on the strength of the armies of both sides.
There are many decisive factors.
People, terrain, logistics, etc.
"Consul, it seems that it is impossible to confront the Ming people head-on. Now we can only think of other ways. We can burn all the trees around Agula that can be used to make ships, and burn all the materials that can be used to make ships. , in this case, the time for people from the Ming Dynasty to enter the Ganges River will be greatly delayed!"
A civil servant said.
"It's just delaying." Wazirgazi sighed, "This is the only way now. We are no longer able to fight. Let's wait for the British to deal with the Ming people!"
"The British just want us to be cannon fodder!"
Someone said angrily.
Wazir Gazi snorted: "If the British don't send troops in person, I will take the Mughals and surrender directly to the Ming Empire!"
"In addition, we have to go to the northwest to recruit warriors. Delhi must not be lost!!"
Just when Wazir Ghazi was talking.
The horrified voice of his general Lilamuku came: "Consul! The Xiqing army has moved!"
"They attacked?"
"No! No! They're coming for us!"
"What?!"
Wazir Ghazi turned to look.
I saw only large groups, wearing various colors of cloth face armor, wearing eight-and-a-half iron helmets, holding flintlock guns with polished bayonets, and horses pulling six-pounders and twelve-pounders along the edge of the valley. Coming towards the top of the mountain where they were entrenched.
Wazir Gazi was shocked and angry: "What are they going to do? Are they going to run away?! Damn it! How could they leave us and run away!?! We paid the price of three cities to invite them here! How could they?" You can do this! Quick! Send someone to stop them!"
The civil servants and generals under Mughal Cao Cao looked at each other.
The Archon really lost his mind.
At first glance, these Qing troops are not easy to mess with. Who dares to risk their lives to stop them?
"Your Majesty the Consul, it's too late!" Lilamuku shook his head.
He pointed toward the chaotic battlefield ahead.
"The people of the Ming Dynasty have launched a general attack. Our cavalry has been severely damaged, and the infantry cannot withstand their offensive. Your Excellency, Consul, we have to leave. If we don't leave, it will be too late!"
Wazir Gazi looked towards the battlefield and saw that the smoke had almost dissipated.
The situation on the battlefield is clear.
Ming soldiers wearing shiny steel helmets were chasing green warriors with white or black turbans on their heads.
On the battlefield, there was not much organized resistance left, and the front lines had collapsed.
The Ming army's cannons were also pulled up and were violently bombarding the center with the largest number of people.
The explosion of the grenade kills a lot of people.
What a God.
Why do you want the infidels to have such terrible weapons?
Many civil servants and generals under Wazir Gazi's feet were trembling.
"Your Majesty the Consul, leave quickly!"
"Yes, yes, we can't die here!"
"If we all die, the glory of Allah will completely withdraw from this land!"
"We want to go back to Delhi. Delhi is rich enough to hire millions of green warriors to defend the Sudan!"
There are countless warriors from the Green Sect who died heroically.
However, these high-level officials do not seem to believe in the legend of heaven, nor do they seem to yearn for the legendary heaven.
Really let down the waiting of the seventy-two virgins.
Wazir Gazi is not in a hurry to go to heaven to comfort the seventy-two virgins.
But he really couldn't bear to part with the more than 10,000 infantrymen who collapsed on the battlefield.
They were hired at a high price, and all of them have extraordinary martial arts skills.
If these more than 10,000 infantry were abandoned.
Now he only has more than 16,000 infantry left to use.
There was now only a thin defensive line of infantry on the front line, although the warriors fought bravely.
But under the current situation.
It seems like he can't resist it for much longer.
"Failed, defeated"
From the south side of the valley, there was a huge cry of mountains and tsunamis.
Available in various languages.
This panic-stricken cry made people's hearts tremble.
Wazir Ghazi looked toward the valley.
I saw that the Ming army had already attacked the hills where the Mughal army was entrenched, toppled the crescent flag and trampled it to the ground.
The sun and moon flag of the Ming Dynasty was flying high on the battlefield.
Those are Green Sect armed forces fleeing from Central Asia.
They were all organized by powerful people from the Hezhuo family in Central Asia and Western Region Provinces.
Central Asia and the Western Regions were plowed back and forth twice by the Qing army and the Ming Dynasty and the Western Fan army. Those who had no time to escape were killed and turned into fertilizer that nourished Turpan, Henan and other places.
And these wandering armed forces who fled to India naturally became mercenaries fighting for profit. In fact, they had long wanted to run away.
After seeing the Qing army leaving, they also retreated from the hills where they were guarding.
"Consul, let's drive away! There are more than 3,000 Uzbek cavalry who can protect you. We will definitely be able to return to Delhi. If we don't go, the road will be blocked by broken troops!"
Lilamuku was anxious.
He was too familiar with the terrain of this decisive battle location.
This is a shallow valley.
Moreover, it is open to the south and narrow to the north.
If the defeated troops pass through the valley to the north, they will inevitably block the entrance of the valley to the north.
By then, I won’t be able to leave even if I want to!
After finishing speaking, I saw that Wazir Ghazi was still in a daze.
Lilamuku didn’t waste any words.
He waved directly to his guards: "Hurry up, take the consul out of here!!"
The guards also knew something was wrong.
The front line is about to collapse. If we don't leave now, I'm afraid we will be trapped by the defeated troops. I don't know what fate we will encounter.
So they set up Wazir Gazi and ran down the hillside.
Wazir Ghazi looked gloomy.
"Damn De Lengtai, damn the Qing people, damn the Ming people."
he whispered.
(End of chapter)
