At the beginning of the civil castle, the Ming God of War was a little panicked

Chapter 576 Derry Soldiers
The first wave of attacks was thwarted, and Timur's army had to retreat, and the two sides re-entered a confrontation.

Balu Lasi was scolded by Abu Saiza, but he was full of anger, but he could only bear it, and he couldn't attack it.

"Khan, the Ming army is cunning, we need to change our strategy."

Abu Saiza's scolding was almost the same. Hearing this, he asked, "What strategy do you have?"

Baru Lasi said: "I admit that the firearms of the Ming army are powerful, but even the most powerful weapons have weaknesses!"

Abu Saiza's eyes sank slightly, and he said, "Go ahead!"

"The Ming Dynasty attacked the Ottomans on the Nanyang sea route, and the ammunition they carried was limited. This new type of firearm is powerful, which means that the production process is complicated, especially the ammunition. Every time a batch is consumed, there will be a batch less, unless it is imported from the mainland. Supplies are coming in, but they don't have the time."

"That's the truth, what's your countermeasure?"

"It's very simple, consume!"

Abu Saiza raised his eyes and said, "How to consume it? Use the lives of soldiers to consume it?"

Balulasi replied: "Khan, war is all about exhaustion. If you can win victory by sacrificing the lives of a few soldiers, why not?"

Abu Saiza was silent for a moment, and then asked again: "From a tactical point of view, your proposal is not problematic, but have you ever thought about how we can win if the battlefield becomes a one-sided killing and our morale is wiped out?" ?”

Baru Lasi said: "Khan, don't worry, when my subordinates attacked the Sultan of Delhi, they recruited some local soldiers, about 5000 of them, and they just came in handy today."

Abu Saiza finally nodded, and said: "Even if you are surrendering troops, you should save some money. The formation should be spread out as much as possible to consume the Ming army's ammunition to the greatest extent."

"Subordinates obey!"

"Wait a moment!"

Abu Saiza suddenly thought of one thing, and said, "Drop out some elites from among these surrendered soldiers. It doesn't take too many, just a few hundred people, and go around and attack the Ming army's supply line!"

Baru Lasi was a little puzzled, and asked: "Khan, attacking the enemy who can use us for supplies, the combat effectiveness of the soldiers in Delhi is too poor, even the elite, they can't compete with the Ming army."

Abu Saiza smiled contemptuously, and said, "I didn't expect these surrenders to be successful at all. It is enough to distract the opponent's attention."

Only then did Balulasi come to his senses, and said, "The sweat is brilliant!"

The combat effectiveness of Delhi's surrender troops is not ordinary. They were originally used as civilian husbands. If they can successfully cause damage to the Ming army's supply line, it will be purely for nothing.

Even if you can't do it, it's okay.

If the Ming army's logistics line is harassed, it will inevitably disperse the front-line troops to defend, and its strategic goal will be achieved.

Arrange everything, and the battle begins again.

The elite of the Timurid Army were all withdrawn and replaced by Delhi soldiers.

The Ming army quickly discovered the clues. The enemy's infantry was all in groups, and they were very scattered among each other.

Boom!

Boom!

After a burst of cannon fire, the opponent's attacking pace slowed down, but it didn't take long before they rushed forward again.

Li Zhen felt that something was wrong, and waved her hand as a signal to delay firing.

Since taking charge of the New [-] Battalion, he has experienced many battles, large and small, and seen many different tactics. This is the first time he has seen this type of attack.

Sun Jixian leaned forward and asked, "Grandpa, do you want to fight?"

"Do not hit!"

"But, the enemy rushed up!"

Li Zhen put down the binoculars and asked back, "Don't you think there is a problem?"

Sun Jixian thought for a while, nodded and said, "It's quite strange, these people are too scattered, and the charging speed is not fast, it feels like, it's..."

"What is it?"

"Like cannon fodder!"

"That's right, it's cannon fodder!"

Li Zhen sneered, and said: "The Timur army wants to use these cannon fodder to deceive Lao Tzu's shells, it's really ridiculous!"

"My lord, what shall we do?"

"Pass down the order, don't waste a round of ammunition for all artillery and muskets, put bayonets in the front line, and prepare for hand-to-hand combat!"

"Yes!"

A strange scene appeared on the battlefield. Since the Ming army fired a few shells, it was like a dumb fire, and there was no sound.

The Timurid Army still only had Delhi soldiers, charging forward sparsely.

At the back of the position, Baru Lasi's eyes widened, but he clearly saw that his men had rushed to the Ming army's position, but the other side still did not respond, and the battlefield fell into deathly silence.

Finally, the Delhi soldiers at the forefront came to the Ming army's position, and then...

The Ming army hidden in the trenches suddenly jumped up, and the front end of the rifles in their hands had been equipped with a three-edged bayonet, which was particularly dazzling.

"kill!"

Amidst the sound of shouting and killing, the Ming army frantically harvested the opponent's life like chopping melons and vegetables.

And the Delhi soldiers on the opposite side suddenly turned into watermelons and cabbage, and they were beaten and cried for their fathers and mothers, and the shit was gone.

Melee combat is more brutal than long-range strikes. Just imagine, if you are charging on the battlefield, a shell falls beside you, and with a bang, the person is gone. It is simple and painless.

Hand-to-hand combat is quite different, every cut on the body is a deep bloodstain.

You will see your own blood gushing from your body and spraying on the other person's face.

The Delhi soldiers were originally positioned as food transport teams, at most they were reserve forces, and they were not ready for battle at all. They even received the weapons in their hands last night.

Whether it is the quality of individual combat or the overall skills and tactics, it is really far behind.

The battlefield immediately turned into a one-sided killing. The soldiers in Delhi were desperate.

A Ming soldier held up his bayonet and chased after him. When he saw the other party kneeling suddenly begging for mercy, he was startled for a moment, then spat in disdain, and turned to chase the next one.

Seeing this, other Delhi soldiers immediately scrambled to throw away their weapons and knelt down to beg for surrender.

Seeing this scene through the binoculars, Balurath cursed angrily.

Originally, they wanted to use these surrendered soldiers to consume the ammunition of the Ming army, but they didn't realize it. They didn't bother to use muskets at all, but instead used bayonets.

This result surprised him, because the long-range strike only lost ammunition, and the personnel had zero casualties, and close combat would reduce the number of personnel no matter what.

Even if those Delhi soldiers can't be reused, ten can beat one, right?

If 5000 people rushed over, even if they were all killed in battle, they would have to be buried with [-] Ming troops.

What is infuriating is that the soldiers in Delhi really have no backbone at all, they will collapse at the touch of a touch, and they voted directly.

Balurasi hopped and scolded his mother. After a long time, he tried to calm down and went to the main tent of the Chinese army.

After scolding others, it's time to be scolded yourself.

(End of this chapter)