The enemy is outnumbered and we are outnumbered, but we have an absolute advantage in weapons and equipment and the quality of our soldiers.
In view of this, Li Jiaxin does not play tricks.
Set up a formation in the middle of the mountain pass.
Four infantry battalions formed a tight front, and considerable firepower was also deployed on high places on both sides.
The regimental artillery company was well prepared at the rear so that the artillery shells could cover every corner of the battlefield.
In front of the infantry formation, barbed wire fences were stretched and landmines were laid.
If it weren't for the freezing weather here, Li Jiaxin would even dig trenches.
Even so, the 17th Regiment also threw many stones on the ground on both sides of the barbed wire fence.
These stones are as big as a human head and as small as a fist. It seems inconspicuous, but once the Mongolian cavalry launches a charge, the horse's legs will collide with each other and it will either die or be maimed.
Lombardyji also knew the situation ahead.
When fighting in a place like this, there is no such thing as setting up an ambush and inviting the king into a trap.
Thousands of miles around are bare, unless there are hundreds of thousands of troops carrying out a large-scale outflanking. Otherwise, head-on confrontation is the only option.
Lombardyji felt endless fear.
Why are the National Defense Forces everywhere?
He can't stand on the plateau, so why not escape back to the Western Regions?
Seeing the horrified expressions of his generals, Lombataji almost blurted out the words to run away.
But reason told him that running away was definitely the worst option.
Because they fled thousands of miles, the supplies they carried were almost exhausted. In a place like this, there is absolutely no supply nearby.
If they don't rush through this mountain pass, they will starve to death on the way.
"Batur Hutaiji is calling us, and our beautiful homeland is waiting for our return. Nothing can stop us from going home, and the brave Mongolian warriors will not be afraid of any enemy!"
In desperation, Lombataji could only do some mobilization in front of the station, and then commanded the tired Mongolian cavalry to launch an assault on the 17th Regiment.
The narrow mountain pass is only a hundred meters wide at its widest point, and it is bare and unobstructed.
The National Defense Forces really like this kind of combat environment.
Especially since they are still on the defensive side, they just need to wait for the enemy to rush up and die.
Li Jiaxin sneered when he saw the Mongols driving camels and artillery forward.
"How dare you bring out these rags and embarrass yourself?"
Before the Mongolian artillery was ready, the artillerymen of the 17th Regiment gave the Mongolians a taste of the power of advanced technology.
Even though the 17th Regiment only had light infantry guns in its hands, its power, range, and accuracy were not comparable to the small front-loaded black powder iron cannons in the hands of the Mongols.
The frozen, hard soil was overturned by the violent explosion wave, and large tracts of hard soil were wrapped in shrapnel, which the Mongols harvested wantonly.
The camels that usually looked very strong were nothing more than flesh and blood under such bombings.
The smoke has not yet cleared, and the ground is already in a mess.
The limited number of artillery pieces in the hands of the Mongols have been completely scrapped.
The better ones were broken off, while the worse ones were directly turned into pieces.
The Mongolians stared at this scene in stunned silence, trembling with fear.
But there was only one way home, so they had no choice but to attack.
The infantrymen of the Wehrmacht took off their thick cotton gloves, put on lightweight thin gloves, and held their muskets steadily.
In their eyes, the figure of the Mongols was extremely clear. And they are densely packed and layered, so there is no need to aim too carefully.
It doesn't matter even if the muzzle is raised, because the bullet can hit the enemy behind after flying for a while and falling.
The Mongolian cavalry was the first to crash into the stone formation. Immediately, many war horses were tripped by the rocks and fell to the ground with their screams.
These fallen horses became a greater obstacle and caused great trouble to the following cavalry.
The charging Mongolian cavalry had to slow down and carefully avoid the gravel on the ground.
However, what power does a cavalry have when it loses its speed?
In fact, the Mongolian cavalry had already entered the range of the National Defense Forces' muskets at this time, but seeing that the Mongolian cavalry was stumped even at the first level, the 17th Regiment simply decided to wait.
When part of the Mongolian cavalry finally broke through the stone formation and came to the barbed wire fence, something happened that made them collapse even more.
The Mongolians have no idea what this is.
It looks inconspicuous, and is so thin that it seems to break if cut.
But when they looked at the sharp knives in their hands, except for the annoying sound of clattering, the barbed wire was intact.
Seeing that the National Defense Forces began to raise their guns, the Mongolians became more and more anxious and tried hard to break through the barbed wire fence.
But how to dismantle things like barbed wire is a very precise and meticulous job, which is not something the Mongols can do.
"Fire!"
Li Jiaxin decided not to wait any longer and had had enough of watching the show.
The wind is howling in this ghost place and the cold is freezing. If the soldiers are exposed to the wild for a while, it will be harmful to their bodies.
Amidst the storm of gunfire, a large number of Mongolians fell on the spot, so that there was an astonishing blank space on the battlefield.
This speed of casualties far exceeded the imagination of the Mongols.
Although they also had some muskets in their hands, it was obvious that they could never shoot so far, so accurately, or so hard.
Before the Mongols could wake up from their surprise, the muskets from the second and third rows followed as if they were free of charge.
However, at a distance of more than a hundred meters, the Mongols could only bear the coverage of muskets with their flesh and blood. But the weapons in their hands, whether they were muskets or bows and arrows, could not hit the National Defense Forces.
The Mongols were beaten to death one layer after another and were driven away from the barbed wire fence very quickly.
Those strange thin wires have become a natural chasm that they can no longer touch.
Lombardigi watched the entire battle from behind, and he was completely desperate.
"withdraw!"
As for where to evacuate and whether he could return to the Western Region, he no longer cared.
If we don't withdraw, we will all die here today.
The Mongols left as quickly as they came.
If it hadn't been for the blood all over the place, it would have been as if nothing had happened in this barbaric land.
Li Jiaxin did not order the pursuit.
They were infantry and it would not be wise to pursue the cavalry.
He decided to guard here for a while, waiting for subsequent security forces to come up and take over before moving forward.
In any case, the Mongols cannot be allowed to enter the Western Region and harass the retreat of the National Defense Forces.
The battle in the Western Region does not allow for any uncontrollable factors.
Sarajik Ulianghai Banner has lived on the banks of the Yenisei River with abundant water and grass for generations, leading a paradise-like life and providing a large number of warriors and war horses to the entire Oirat Mongolia.
This is an important production area of Oirat Mongolia’s war horses, and it is also where the Oirat Mongols have the confidence to dominate the Western Regions.
How can we let such an important place go when the National Defense Forces arrive?
The early morning mist had not yet dissipated, and the Second Cavalry Division, covered in dust, appeared quietly on the hills to the east.
Tangnu Ulianghai has always been regarded as the back garden and an absolutely safe place by Oirat Mongolia.
But now, the empire is telling the Mongols with its ambition that every bit of the territory it once lost must be returned to its original owner.
