Ming Zuo

Chapter 1712 Tangnu Wulianghai

The enemy is outnumbered, but the weapons and equipment and the quality of soldiers occupy an absolute advantage.

In view of this, Li Jiaxin doesn't play tricks either.

Just set up a battle in the middle of the mountain pass.

The four infantry battalions formed a tight front, and considerable firepower was deployed on the heights on both sides.

The regimental artillery company is ready behind, so that the shells can cover every corner of the battlefield.

In front of the infantry, barbed wire fences and mines were planted.

If it weren't for the freezing weather in this place, Li Jiaxin would even dig a trench.

Even so, the 17th regiment also threw many stones on the ground on both sides of the barbed wire.

These stones are as big as a human head and as small as a fist.It seems inconspicuous, but once the Mongolian cavalry charged, the horse's legs knocked and they were either dead or disabled.

Lumbateji also knew the situation ahead.

When fighting in such a place, there is no such thing as setting up an ambush and inviting the king into the urn.

Thousands of miles around are bare, unless there are hundreds of thousands of troops conducting large-scale detours and outflanking.Otherwise, head-to-head is the only option.

Lumbategui felt endless fear.

Why is there the Wehrmacht everywhere?

He can't stand on the plateau, can't he escape back to the Western Regions?

Seeing the terrified appearance of the generals, Lumbateji almost blurted out the words of running away.

But reason told him that running away was definitely the worst choice.

Because they fled thousands of miles, the supplies they carried were almost exhausted.And in this kind of place, there is absolutely no supply nearby.

If they don't rush through this mountain pass, they will starve to death on the way.

"Batur Huntaiji is calling us, and the beautiful homeland is waiting for us to return. Nothing can stop us from going home, and the brave Mongolian warriors will not be afraid of any enemies!"

In desperation, Lumbateji could only mobilize before the station, and then commanded the exhausted Mongolian cavalry to launch an assault on the 17th regiment.

The narrow mountain pass is no more than [-] meters wide at its widest point, and it is bare and unobstructed.

The Wehrmacht really likes this combat environment.

Especially since they are still on the defensive side, they just need to wait for the enemy to rush up and die.

Seeing the Mongols driving camels and carrying artillery forward, Li Jiaxin scoffed.

"How dare you take out these rags to shame people?"

Before the Mongols' artillery was set up, the artillerymen of the 17th Regiment gave the Mongols a taste of the power of advanced technology.

Even if the 17th Regiment only had light infantry guns, it was not comparable to the small front-mounted black powder guns in the hands of the Mongols in terms of power, range, or accuracy.

The frozen hard land was overturned by violent blast waves, and large tracts of hard soil were wrapped in shrapnel to harvest the Mongols wantonly.

The camel, which usually looks very strong, is nothing but flesh and blood under such bombing.

The smoke has not yet cleared, and the ground is already in a mess.

The limited artillery in the hands of the Mongols has been completely scrapped.

The better ones were broken, and the worse ones were directly turned into pieces.

The Mongolian watched this scene dumbfounded, trembling with fright.

But this is the only way home, so they can only attack helplessly.

The infantrymen of the Wehrmacht took off their thick cotton gloves and put on light and thin gloves, holding their muskets steadily.

In their eyes, the figure of the Mongolian was very clear.And densely packed, layer upon layer, 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 period of time and falling.

The Mongolian cavalry were the first to crash into the stone array, and immediately many horses were stumbled by the rocks and fell to the ground neighing.

These fallen horses became even bigger obstacles, causing great trouble for the following cavalry.

The Mongolian cavalry in the charge had to slow down and carefully avoid the gravel on the ground.

However, what power is there for cavalry who have lost their speed?

In fact, at this time, the Mongolian cavalry had already entered the range of the National Defense Army's muskets, but seeing that the Mongolian cavalry was stumped even at the first pass, the 17th regiment simply decided to wait.

When a part of the Mongolian cavalry finally rushed through the stone array and came to the barbed wire, something that made them collapse even more happened.

The Mongols have no idea what this is.

It looks inconspicuous and thin, as if it would be broken when cut.

But when they saw the sharp knives in their hands, the barbed wire fence was intact except for the irritating noise of rattling.

Seeing that the National Defense Forces began to raise their guns, the Mongols became more and more anxious, trying to break the barbed wire.

But how to dismantle things like barbed wire is a very precise and meticulous work, which is not something the Mongolians can do at all.

"Fire!"

Li Jiaxin decided not to wait any longer, and had enough watching the play.

The wind is howling in this ghost place, and the cold air is pressing. The soldiers are exposed to the wild for a while, which will damage the body.

In the stormy gunfire, a large area of ​​the Mongols fell on the spot, so that there was an astonishing blankness 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 would never be able to shoot so far, so accurately, and so ruthlessly.

Before the Mongols could wake up from their astonishment, the muskets in the second and third rows followed as if they didn't want money.

However, at a distance of more than 100 meters, the Mongols could only bear the coverage of muskets with flesh and blood.But the weapons in their hands, whether muskets or bows and arrows, could not hit the Wehrmacht.

The Mongols were killed layer by layer and were driven away from the barbed wire very quickly.

Those strange thin wires became a moat that they could no longer touch.

Lumbateji watched the whole battle from behind, completely desperate.

"withdraw!"

As for where to withdraw and whether he could return to the Western Regions, he couldn't care less.

If you don't withdraw, you will all die here today.

The Mongols come fast and go even faster.

If it wasn't for the blood that was left all over the place, it would be as if nothing had happened in this barren land.

Li Jiaxin did not order the pursuit.

They are infantry and it is not wise to go after cavalry.

He decided to guard here for a period of time, and wait for the follow-up security forces to take over before moving forward.

In any case, the Mongols cannot be allowed to enter the Western Regions and harass the rear of the National Defense Forces.

In the battle of the Western Regions, there is no room for any uncontrollable factors.

Sarajik Wulianghai Banner has lived on the banks of the Yenisei River with abundant water and grass for generations, living a life like a paradise, and provided a large number of warriors and war horses to the entire Oirat Mongolia.

This is an important war horse producing area of ​​Oirat Mongolia, and it is also the confidence of Oirat Mongolia to dominate the Western Regions.

How can such an important place be let go when the National Defense Forces arrive?

Before the early morning mist cleared, the second cavalry division, covered in dust, quietly appeared on the eastern hill.

Tangnu Ulianghai has always been regarded as a back garden by Oirat Mongolia, an absolutely safe place.

But now, the empire tells the Mongols with great ambition that every bit of the lost territory will be returned to the original owner.

(End of this chapter)