The current situation is that Nasr II has 3,000 Alka Forbidden City guards and 8,000 Gulams from Herat and Samarkand. Armed with the noble sons who came out of the city, there can be a few Hundreds of people.
Prince Hamid mobilized more than 15,000 people from the city of Bukhara. In addition to the 3,000 people necessary to control Bukhara, there were about 12,000 people who followed him out of the city.
The strength of both sides is similar, but the advantage is not on Prince Hamid's side.
Although he used the name Qing Junzi, everyone actually knew that this was bullshit and that they were rebelling.
Rebellion is the most exciting thing at all times and in all countries. If the fight goes smoothly, miracles can often happen, but if the fight goes wrong, people will easily become unstable and collapse.
Nasr II occupied Stone City, and his numbers were comparable to Prince Hamid's. If Prince Hamid could not capture Stone City, the morale of the troops would be greatly reduced in a day or two at most.
At the same time, the Ersalia standing army and the armed Iqta who came from various places to serve the king would gather. At that time, he would definitely be defeated.
Not only that, there are still two thousand emir guards in Alka Forbidden City. Once they figure out the reality, they will not stick to Alka Forbidden City.
There are more than 200,000 people in Bukhara. Who they will help is still a big question.
Therefore, Prince Hamid cannot wait. Time is extremely precious to him.
The first to enter the battlefield was the cavalry team of Bukhara Gulam.
Although Nasr II retreated into the stone city, it was impossible for all the more than 10,000 troops and thousands of nobles to retreat.
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If so many people retreated to Stone City, it would be a disaster. If nothing else, the lack of water would completely collapse them.
Therefore, after more than 500 Alka Forbidden City guards were allowed to escort Nasr II into Stone City, the rest of the army was organized by the officers and formed an array outside Stone City.
He also specially guarded a trail leading to the dense water to ensure that he would not be cut off from the water source.
When the horse archers of the Gulam Guards of Bukhara arrived, the cavalry of Herat Gulam also happened to be assembled.
The horse archers from both sides immediately started fighting each other using the same tactics at the place where they had originally gathered at the foot of the hill.
There was no probing. After the horse archers from both sides shot at each other twice, they immediately pulled out their long swords and started slashing at each other.
In a place where all kinds of gorgeous flags are still planted and the aroma of barbecue is still rising, there is a sense of irony in the blood splattered everywhere.
While the cavalry was entangled, a large group of infantry also arrived. Prince Hamid, who was eager to fight, immediately drove his Ghulam forward.
Hussein just wanted to persuade him, but Hamid couldn't care about anything anymore. He had never been so eager to take the position of emir immediately.
As a result, most of the Bukhara Gulam guards began to put on armor only when they were five to six hundred meters away from the hill.
But there was a drum sound on the opposite side, and the dark armored cavalry of the Alka Forbidden City Guards, numbering at least seven to eight hundred, came out directly.
"Quick! Form a formation quickly! The spearmen hold steady! The archers are ready to cover and shoot!"
Hussein, regardless of his superiority or inferiority, pushed Prince Hamid away and roared loudly.
Prince Hamid, who was pushed away, looked confused and his head almost shut down. For the first time, he felt that the war was different from what he imagined.
They are not wearing armor yet. If they are hit by more than 700 armored cavalry, they may be penetrated directly!
There was a dense vibration of bow strings. Fortunately, the archers temporarily organized by Hussein were relatively reliable.
More than two thousand bows and arrows did not directly shoot at the armored cavalry that had begun to trot. Instead, they gave a little advance and covered the path of the armored cavalry.
Three rounds of continuous coverage shooting, the effect is still good, at least forty or fifty armored knights fell to the ground with arrows inserted all over their bodies.
But this doesn't help. It can only slow down the opponent's speed. A loss of less than 5% cannot suppress the opponent's charge at all.
Waiting for the armored knight wearing a traditional pagoda-shaped iron helmet with a pointed peak, as he got closer and closer, Bukhara Gulam, who had not had time to put on the armor, was like a sponge, being crushed more and more flat.
Miserable screams rang out one after another from the front row, although miraculously the infantry, whose armor was not fully completed, did not collapse.
The armored cavalry on the opposite side did not rush in suddenly, but the casualties began to increase visibly to the naked eye, and their morale continued to decrease.
"Your Highness the Prince!" Hussein was still quite bold, and he stared at Prince Hamid.
Prince Hamid knew what he meant, so he simply closed his eyes, then pulled out the sword inlaid with gold and jade from his waist, and howled, "Warriors, come with me!"
At this time, only the few hundred personal guards under Prince Hamid had completed wearing armor, and only the prince himself could stabilize the position.
So, at the front, four to five thousand infantrymen and more than seven hundred armored cavalry were strangled together. The infantrymen were not fully armored and were constantly hacked and stabbed to death.
The armored cavalry that rushed in at the same time were unable to break through such an infantry phalanx. They did not break the enemy formation at all, but relied on their full armor to drive their horses forward and squeeze forward.
The infantry of Nasr II behind them started to approach in a scattered formation, shouting slogans.
After Hussein behind him pushed his master up, he immediately began to beat his own infantry wildly, asking them to rush to their armor, and then formed a second line of defense on the spot.
This is really a chaotic battle! One party rushed forward in a hurry, while the other party organized a defense in a panic.
Both sides perfectly demonstrated the excellent matching mechanism of the Hezhong area. The battle involving nearly 30,000 people actually ended up in a fight at the very beginning.
Nasr II's armored cavalry was miraculously unable to penetrate a small amount of armored infantry phalanx.
And Prince Hamid did not give in too much. Bukhara Gulam was directly pulled to the front by him and received a wave of heavy blows even though he was not fully armored.
Whoever said that this was not the Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chu's online dance, Bai Congxin was the first to not believe it.
"Captain, shall we go up now? It seems that the little king of Zhibosi can't hold on any longer!" Ma Shacai stood on his horse and looked into the distance.
"Why are you so anxious! Send two people out first to report to the king that there is no trap. Prince Hamid and his father have already started fighting!"
Bai Congxin sneered and shook his head, then pointed to Prince Hamid's banner in the distance and said.
"Did you see it? Although it was crushed, Dazhao did not retreat. He will not be defeated for a while. If we let them fight for a while, all the dead will be Persians. Don't you still feel sad?"
Although in the eyes of Bai Congxin and Ma Shacai, the two armies were fighting blindly like crouching dragons and phoenixes, for Prince Hamid, this was already the most brutal bloody battle he had ever seen.
The two armies, wearing similar equipment, tried their best because this was different from fighting the enemy. If they lost, they would only lose their lives. They could even save their lives and become prisoners or be recruited.
But it won't work this time. Both sides are not only burdened by themselves, but also their own families. Whichever party fails, their wives, children, and parents will be completely liquidated.
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There was a war outside the city, and it was equally difficult inside the city.
Bukhara is divided into three parts: the South City, the North City and Alka Forbidden City. Alka Forbidden City is the city within the city of Bukhara, with high walls and thick walls, and it even has an independent moat system.
Therefore, even if Prince Hamid instigates the Gulam Guards in the city to rebel, he can only control the South City and the North City. The Forbidden City of Alka, which is still guarded by more than 2,000 guards, is beyond his reach.
In the Forbidden City of Alka, the most difficult person is the Emir Queen Ayshe.
She is several years younger than Prince Hamid, but she is very close to him because she is the half-sister of Prince Hamid's late mother.
This queen was very beautiful and was deeply loved by Emir Nasr II. She and her daughter Princess Sefiye were the staunchest supporters of Prince Hamid in the inner palace.
It can be said that Prince Hamid has been able to survive the suspicion of Nasr II until now, firstly, because he controlled Ghulam in Bukhara, and secondly, because of the support of Queen Ashe and her daughter.
"Sefiye, my daughter, what should we do now? Your brother has started fighting with his father, what should we do?"
Princess Sefiye is fourteen years old this year. She is a famous elf in the Alka Forbidden City. She is sweet-looking, smart and polite, and is deeply loved by everyone including Nasr II.
"My mother, I think we have no other choice. If I hadn't come, I don't think the guards outside would have let anyone in!"
Although she is only fourteen years old, having grown up in a repressive palace environment like Nasr II, Princess Sefiye already has some understanding of politics.
"You mean?" Queen Aixie trembled.
"I am the queen, how dare they do this to me? The betrayer is your brother, not me!"
Princess Sefiye sighed helplessly, "Mother, everyone knows that we are supporters of Brother Hamid, but the guards of Alka Forbidden City are not.
If Brother Hamid succeeds, these guards, especially the officers, will lose all their status, wealth, and even their lives. "
"They have already expressed their attitude towards you, right?" Queen Ashe also keenly sensed that there was something in Princess Sephie's words.
"Yes!" Princess Sephie nodded.
"The generals of the Guards hope that you can come forward to persuade the Gulam guards outside, at least to keep them neutral, so that the guards in the city can go out of the city to participate in the battle!"
Queen Ashe was stunned for a long time, and then her body trembled uncontrollably a few times.
"But...but I don't have a son! I only have two daughters, you and your sister. If your brother is gone, my daughter, who can we rely on in the future?"
Princess Sefiye also fell silent. Her mother, Queen Ashe, has no son. This is the reason why their mother and daughter fully support Prince Hamid.
If Nasr II dies one day, a queen without a son will not have a good life.
"Mother, we have no choice. Although the princes in Alka Forbidden City have all gone to participate in Eid al-Fitr, the concubines in the city are still there. They all have their families living in Bukhara, and the Imperial Guard can also use their names.
The elder brother had no chance of winning, and his father had already been prepared for him. There were two thousand well-equipped guards here, and the imperial guards in Bukhara could also gather thousands of people. "
As she spoke, a few crystal tears suddenly fell from Princess Sephie's shining eyes.
"I don't understand how my brother dared to directly launch a rebellion when he only had the support of Gulam. Moreover, he didn't reveal even a little bit of information to us. We once supported him so much!"
"Okay! It seems that we can only choose the less desperate one among the two dead ends. Let's call in the officers of the Guards. I agree!"
After a few minutes, Queen Ashe made her choice and sided with her husband.
Chapter 220 A loving father and a filial son (Part 2)
