Chapter Eighty-Eight: Fancy Massacre

The dignified national war is like a savage hunting, and Li Jing also has a headache. Fortunately, there was no big mess, and he always had a team of 30,000 elites in his hands to monitor the overall situation and protect the smooth progress of the renovation and capture operation. The only thing that made him feel a little unhappy was that he had caught so many Turks, but he didn't catch Jieli!

This is also something that can't be helped, after all, a shameless commander doesn't care about the so-called aristocratic face at all, and directly leaves his subjects to flee for their lives, which is really not in line with the mainstream values of this era, and it also surprises everyone. The unexpected result is that Jieli ran away!

In order to capture Jieli, Li Jing sent two elite teams, Zhang Baoxiang and Xiao Kai. Pursue along the two most likely routes, trying to capture Jieli.

In fact, when the war is like this, Jieli's life and death no longer matter. Even if he's alive, what if he comes back next year? A frightened Turk, no one will continue to follow. Even if someone follows, I'm afraid they won't have the courage to be right with Tang Jun again. However, the capture of Jieli himself can bring great military achievements to Tang Jun and even Li Jing himself. This alone was enough to prompt the Tang army to search the grassland at any cost.

Zhang Baoxiang was a cavalryman all the way, and he was utilitarian, so the speed of the search was naturally faster, and he chased all the way along the clues.

As for Xiao Kai's journey, they were steady and steady, and they carried out their tasks in strict accordance with the requirements of the training regulations. Don't be greedy, don't rush forward, and when you encounter the Turks, you also follow the prescription. Those who dare to resist are destroyed on the spot, and those who do not resist are handed over to the army. Compared with Zhang Baoxiang's gang, they are more like they go out to hunt and play.

Day 5 of the search mission, on the banks of the Dolan River. The training camp, which was temporarily resting, suddenly burst into commotion. The communications officer of the reconnaissance company came at a gallop.

"There is an enemy!" The correspondent rolled his saddle and dismounted, shouting as he ran.

"Battalion commander! The reconnaissance company found that there was an enemy situation ahead, and a group of its own men was retreating, and about 5,000 Turkic cavalry were pursuing them! All good hands! Company Commander Song has already made contact with friendly forces according to the plan, and is expected to retreat here in half an hour......"

"All of them, enter Position 2 immediately! Level 1 alert! ”

The biggest shortcoming of the training battalion is the horses, except for the reconnaissance company and the communications company, as well as the battalion headquarters, which have a few horses, and most of the troops are infantry. But the advantage of the new army is that it does not need the mobility advantage of cavalry at all.

Everywhere you go, the first thing to do is to detect the terrain and preset the position. As soon as they heard the order, everyone rushed to the position with guns in their hands, quickly carried out the earthwork, and got the bunker out first. In just ten minutes, an ambush position took shape.

After another ten minutes or so, the rattle of horses' hooves rumbled close.

Bang bang bang! Three consecutive gunshots were fired as warning shots from the reconnaissance company, which was the best way to distinguish friend from foe.

This cavalry, which rushed through the position, was the friendly force that the reconnaissance company should have arrived. After two minutes of exhaustion, the Turkic cavalry after the Ouroboros came to the front.

"Hit!"

Gunfire rang out like fried beans, and bullets scrambled towards the Turkic cavalry on the blocking position of a thousand men.

The imposing Turkic cavalry suddenly felt as if they had hit a wall of air, and the hundreds of men and horses at the head were smashed and smashed by their own men and horses.

Five thousand elite cavalry, if played well, can be called a force capable of destroying the country in this year. Unfortunately, however, they encountered new weapons units that were at least five generations ahead of them.

The company machine gun that had been erected long ago was not opened at all, but with the repeating rifle in the hands of the soldiers, the five thousand elites were completely defeated. The devastating blow was so severe that the five thousand cavalry did not even have a chance to escape. Before the back had time to restrain the startled horse, the front one was almost dead.

By this time, the reconnaissance company, which had hastily placed friendly troops, had turned around the main position, and had been swimming out of the battle for a good time, ready to pick up the fish that had slipped through the net.

The cavalry chased the Tang army and wanted to be ruthless, but they didn't expect to chase too tightly and fell into a trap for the dead. And because they ran so fast, the distance between the two sides was less than 100 meters when the blocking position began. When the situation reverses, it becomes difficult to exit.

The two platoons that had long been in ambush at the front and were responsible for cutting off the rear road also each had a machine gun. Their numbers were too small to guarantee firepower, so they had to make up for it with advanced weapons.

Finding that the cavalry also had that terrible firearm in their hands, the Turks were completely intimidated. No matter how elite a warrior is, once he loses his blood, he will only become a headless fly, looking for a chance to escape according to the most direct reaction in his heart.

From the sound of the gun to the fact that the situation was decided, it was only a few minutes. And these few short minutes were a completely one-sided bloody massacre. A full five thousand people, in just a few minutes, lost nearly half!

Retreat! Without anyone's orders, all the surviving Turkic cavalry turned their horses around and tried to escape from this terrible hell on earth.

It's a pity that on the way back, the machine guns that have been hidden for a long time are waiting to be tested with their lives.

The strange sound of torn cloth gunfire rang out suddenly, and two chains of fire intertwined in the air, like two death scythes slashing through the air, cutting the cavalry who tried to escape into even more ferocious pieces.

The Turkic cavalry, who ran around like flies, were harvested by this terrible weapon, and a small centaur was slaughtered. Occasionally, a few lucky ones protruded from the encirclement, and they were greeted not by freedom, but by the bullets of the cavalry of the reconnaissance company.

Finished! I don't know which Turkic cavalry let out a long roar of despair from the mouth, followed by scattered saddle falling off the horse...... After a while, almost all the survivors obediently dismounted, knelt and surrendered. After all, in front of such a terrible killing weapon, if you are a little slower, you may be beaten into a puddle of minced meat.

Then it's time to pack up the prisoners and clean up the battlefield.

Zhang Baoxiang, who watched the massacre all the time, looked at Xiao Kai and the teaching camp again, his eyes were no longer curious, but awe with a hint of eager worship!

God, I am also the elite of more than 800 people, and I coaxed to catch Jieli, but I stabbed a hornet's nest, causing such a group of hot sticky skins to chase and kill endlessly. But such an invincible Turkic elite, in front of this group of new troops, is as if it were paper paste, completely vulnerable!

There were 5,000 people, and before they could even break through the defensive line, they were killed and scared the other half.

The point is, on the side of the new military camp, not a single hair was injured!

Where is this war, this is slaughter, or killing in a different way!

What the hell, if we encounter such an opponent, how much stronger can we be than those Turks?