"Saved, saved!"

On the walls of Kokand, the remaining Prince Karim, or now Kokand Khan, looked out of the city and cheered excitedly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

And in the same way, the old and sick people on both sides of him who were put together were also waving the scimitar spears in their hands and making joyful cheers, they were finally saved, and the city of Kokand, which was surrounded by the Ming army, was finally saved, because at this time, on the other side of this ancient city that was on the verge of despair, a torrent of iron horses was rolling up the sky with sand and dust on the distant horizon.

"Bukhara."

Chen Qi looked at the signal from the airship overhead and said with a sneer.

"Prepare to meet the enemy!"

He then ordered.

The Ming army, which was preparing to launch an attack on the city of Kokand, immediately stopped, took out the sapper shovels they carried with them and dug trenches on the spot, while at the same time, serpentine barbed wire fences were quickly erected around them, and the four army garrisons formed two circular positions with two artillery positions in the north and south as the core. There is no militia here, the Ming army is responsible for the main attack, and the militia is responsible for the rest of the town guard and cleaning, so only these four local garrisons are attacking Kokand, with a total strength of 8,000 people, compared with the cavalry that shelters the steppe in the distance, it is like two reefs about to usher in a tsunami.

Soon the Bukhara cavalry came into sight.

At this time, the soldiers of the Ming army, who had dug trenches on the soft sandy land, set up a machine gun one after another, and behind them a three-inch howitzer, and the multiple rocket launchers also aimed at the Bukhara people who were still on the march in the distance, and then the howitzers first spewed flames, and the thirty-two three-inch howitzers belonging to the four garrisons continued to pour dozens of pounds of shells at the speed of three rounds per minute to the Bukhara cavalry six miles away, and the fire of the explosion shone intensively in the cavalry. Before the countless Zhen Lord warriors could unleash their anger on the enemy, they were blown into shattered corpses.

But they were not afraid.

The 30,000 Bukhara cavalry, reinforced by Kokand, desperately whipped their horses, picked up speed in the open and flat green steppes, and then constantly fell in the explosions.

Fortunately, they are cavalry after all.

Soon, the torrent of iron cavalry entered less than three miles away from the Ming army.

"Fire!"

Chen Qi said lightly.

Suddenly, a strange whistling sound sounded like a flood of bursting banks, and a stream of fire swept past him at great speed, and then fell in an instant, and thousands of cavalry at the landing point were completely engulfed by the flames like a volcanic eruption.

This is rocket artillery.

Twelve-barreled three-inch rocket artillery.

The same is the eight guns of each garrison, a total of thirty-two, two hundred and fifty-six shells at the target at one time, of course, this can be reloaded, those soldiers holding shells behind the rocket artillery, stuff one shell after another into the barrel at the fastest speed, and then retreat at the same speed, the artillery commanders quickly complete the electric shock, the flame-spraying shells continue to fly out towards the target one after another, and a new round of washing the ground is staged instantly.

And those howitzers are also firing.

The poor Bukhara cavalry, before they could see the faces of the enemy, were already bombarded with corpses all over the field, and behind them, the dead bodies of men and horses covered the spring steppe.

However, the Lord gave them strength.

They are still charging forward.

"Next is my favorite!"

Chen Qi said excitedly.

"Fire!"

Then he said.

"Fire!"

The shouts of the officers continued to sound on the various positions, and then flames erupted from the outside of the trenches, and the charging Bukharans seemed to hit the wall, and in an instant a group of people turned on their backs, and those galloping war horses screamed and kept falling, throwing their owners directly, and the horses behind immediately trampled them under their feet, and then they were also hit by invisible bullets and fell in the same way, and this scene spread inexorably on the entire front like a tide.

This is hell for cavalry.

"Machine guns and barbed wire, the cavalry is useless."

Chen Qi said with a sigh.

Of course, this was for the Ming army, but for their enemies, the Ming cuirassiers galloping across the field with spears were still a nightmare.

At the same time, the ninety-six machine guns belonging to the four garrisons were still frantically spewing flames, wantonly killing the Bukhara cavalry, and in less than a minute, the dead bodies of the cavalry and war horses had been piled up into a terrifying mountain of corpses. Even a large number of cavalry have begun to turn around and flee, in the end, faith has not been killed, after all, the lord is not more important than life, but there are still some warriors with firm faith, still brave the bullets of machine guns to rush to the Ming army, and in the end, many of them even rushed to within a mile. But at the same time, the infantry lying on their stomachs in the trenches also couldn't wait to pull the trigger, they had been waiting for such an opportunity for a long time, because of the ferocity of the artillery fire and the appearance of machine guns, it was becoming more and more difficult for the pure infantry of the Ming army to reap the results they longed for in the defense of the position, and now these enemies who could rush to the range of rifles finally fulfilled their wishes.

The sudden sound of thousands of rifles firing at a rapid pace also quickly made the warriors of the Zhen Lord realize their great wish to sacrifice for the Zhen Lord.

The last cavalryman who rushed to the barbed wire raised his scimitar and lifted his horse in a very heroic manner, and the horse jumped up in a dashing manner, but when it fell, he stepped into the second barbed wire, and the horse screamed and tried to jump again, but unfortunately the barbed wire that pierced its fur was also brought up, and then it fell again, because of the angle of the landing, the horse was carried down at the same time, and fell into the barbed wire with the cavalry on its back. The latter got up as fast as he could, but was caught in more barbed wire, and he wielded his scimitar in grief, but the arm holding the scimitar was also hooked by the barbed wire, and soon he and his horse were completely entangled in this vicious thing. At this time, the attacking cavalry had been completely defeated, and several Ming infantry climbed out of the trench and stood beside him and watched with interest, but no one stepped forward to help him, and the poor Zhen main warrior was wrapped in barbed wire like a silkworm chrysalis, looking at the surrounding enemies with sad and angry eyes.

"Retreat!"

At this time, on a high ground not far from the battlefield, Major Apraksin said with a blank face.

They came to watch the battle, or to really feel the combat effectiveness of the Ming army, after all, the Russian army needs to understand its biggest enemy in the future, the defenders of Omsk and other places have not been able to escape back, and those Russians who served Yinchu back then were some Cossacks and exiles, in fact, no one of them could go back alive, and they all ran out of life on various construction sites in the Ming Dynasty, so now the understanding of the combat effectiveness of the Ming army by the Russian military leadership is still only in the legendary stage, in fact, there were some Russians under Rahman before, It's just that these people haven't come back either, and this time it can be said that it's a godsend.

"It's terrible, it's an invincible enemy."

An officer beside him said with palpitations, it is obvious that the terrifying combat effectiveness of the Ming army has caused them very serious psychological trauma, and the thought of facing such a terrifying enemy in the future will inevitably give birth to a sense of despair, and this is still the garrison of the Ming army rather than the field army, 30,000 Bukhara cavalry against less than 10,000 infantry, and they didn't even touch people's skins after a third of them were killed or wounded.

How can such an enemy be defeated?

"Even so, what can be done? Shall we surrender without a fight? ”

Major Apraksin said with a gloomy face.

All the Russian officers beside him were silent, indeed, even if the enemy is invincible, what can they do? Surrender without a fight? Then burn the church, cut off the head of the Patriarch of Moscow, burn the scriptures, and honestly serve the Ming people as slaves from now on, just like when he crawled at the foot of the Golden Horde, lying at the feet of the Ming Emperor? Obviously, such a result is unacceptable, and the Russian people have dignity, but if they really fight, how should they fight? The Bukharans have all played this kind of result, and I am afraid that the Russian army will not do better, and the result will definitely be a fiasco, so there is no way to fight in the field, and in the end they can only wait for the Ming army to bombard their homeland.

This is a sad outcome.

All the Russian officers silently turned their horses' heads and left with fear and dazedness.

And the prince Karim on the city wall was also dumbfounded, he just watched all his hopes disappear, and it was less than an hour before his cheers, and the gods in the heavens and the earth were a little too fast, and the 30,000 Bukhara cavalry, 30,000 warriors who used to be enough to run rampant throughout Central Asia, actually failed like this, and they were defeated so completely, that they did not even kill a single enemy, and did not even rush to a distance where they could see the enemy's face, and were killed and wounded at least a third.

This, this is a fart!

"Open, open the gates, surrender!"

Looking at the dead bodies of the Bukhara cavalry piled up in the distance and the Ming soldiers who were rushing out of the trenches, and then holding the rifles with bayonets, standing outside the barbed wire fence looking for wounded soldiers to shoot targets, and then looking at the old and sick people beside him who were holding scimitars and spears, and their legs were trembling, he also said tremblingly.

The city of Kokand was officially surrendered to the Ming army.

Similarly, the Kokand Khanate fell, and in addition to a small number of Kokand tribes in the outer mountains, the core land of the country, including the Great Khan, who had just succeeded to the throne, all fell into the hands of the Ming army, which also included nearly 300,000 people in this land.

"Degraded to the common people, his father actually dared to invade the Ming Dynasty, he didn't immediately return to obedience after the arrival of the king, if he didn't kill him, it would be preferential, the land of Kokand was divided into two, and the Dawan Mansion was established with Kokand City as the government, and the Dawan Mansion was directly renamed Dawan City, and Bowang Mansion was established with Andijan as the government, and Andijan was changed to Bowang County, which can be regarded as a memorial to Zhang Qian, and the Green Ridge Province should also be established, so that Bowang should be the provincial capital first, and let the cabinet select a group of officials to go over, and there are militiamen who are willing to stay in these two provinces this time, and each person will be rewarded with 100 acres of land."

Emperor Yang said.

He prepared to divide Central Asia into two provinces, with the line of the Tien Shan Mountains and the Syr Darya River as the dividing line, the north of the province of Hezhong and the south of the province of Lingling, now the vast majority of the land in the province of Hezhong has fallen into control, and the territory of Xiaoyuzi has not been completely annexed, as for the north of Siberia north of the Irtysh River, which belongs to the Hanhai Province, at this time with the spring thaw also resumed the offensive, and the province of Green Ridge belongs to this is still the first piece of land seized, but this land is very valuable.

It is the best land in the whole of Central Asia, and the meltwater from the snow-capped mountains on both sides converges into the wettest valley in this arid region. Although in modern times it is about to become a den of Central Asian bandits, but that is only the people there can't, if it is replaced by the Chinese to develop, it will soon become the south of the Saiwai Jiangnan, in fact, not only the Fergana Basin, the whole of Central Asia can be developed as a granary, such as in the river.

What is lacking there is only development, especially a proper irrigation system, there is no shortage of water, although the place always feels like it should be arid, but in reality there is no shortage of water, the Syr Darya and Ili rivers are almost equal to the water of the Yellow River, not to mention the Amu Darya and Irtysh rivers, the Tien Shan Mountains and the Pamir Plateau provide enough water for this vast land.

All that's left is to repair the canals and reservoirs.

Just as the Russians did in history, the latter could turn Central Asia into the granary of the empire, and of course the Ming could do the same.

In the economic system of the Ming Dynasty, all the colonies and frontier provinces were agricultural areas and raw material suppliers, producing grain, meat and various cash crops for the empire, and of course, consuming various industrial products, although it was not absolute, but the industries in these places were also based on high pollution and primary processing, and the production of many things was prohibited. For example, it is even more taboo when it comes to the military industry, and if the monarch of the subject country dares to make arms privately within the territory, it will be punished with the theory of rebellion, even if this kind of thing is civilian, it can only be produced within the scope of ordinary provinces, and military weapons and some industries involved in these aspects can only be produced by the royal factories, and even if the people produce and sell them, they must also be punished with the theory of rebellion.

This principle is the foundation of the country, not only now, but also in the future, Yang Feng is not ready to let go, even if he dies, his descendants will still have to adhere to it, which is conducive to maintaining the feudal rule of his descendants.

"Your Majesty, it's here."

At this time, another female officer walked in to report.

"Change!"

Yang Feng said.

The maid next to him hurriedly waited for the emperor to change his clothes, and the Dongfang at his feet was slowly sailing into a port that was not too big, tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians were kneeling at the pier, and the ceremonial flowers continued to explode in the sky, although it was spring at this time, but the snow could still be seen in the mountains and forests in the distance, and even small pieces of ice floes could be seen on the sea from time to time, it was obvious that the climate here was still cold, as for the reason was very simple, it was 64.7 degrees north latitude.

Within the Arctic Circle.

This is Jade City, the northernmost city of the Ming Dynasty.