"Kill, rush over!"

In the sparse poplar forest on the bank of the Jade River, nearly a thousand Kokand cavalry roared wildly, urging their horses to wield scimitars and launch a fierce attack forward. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

By this time, Rahman's army of 50,000 had been completely disorganized, and the Khotanese garrison of the Ming army from Khotan along the north of Khotan attacked from the left flank, tearing the barely maintained retreat order with rapid-fire guns, machine guns and air bombs, followed by the pursuing Wensu garrison and 30,000 militiamen who completely disrupted it with ferocious intersperses, and then the oncoming 50,000 cavalry and 30,000 infantry surrounded it, and the Kokand people were like porcelain plates hit by heavy hammers.

And that's just one of the pieces.

The Kokand people, who were cornered, also burst out with the last courage, like a caged beast frantically biting, trying to kill a way to escape home, such a desperate charge can be seen everywhere on the battlefield, but the result is almost the same, the corpses piled up on the vast wasteland and the blood flowing are their only destination.

At this time, in front of this cavalry, the five thousand militiamen of the West Night County Garrison were hurriedly lined up, and their own horses behind them were running away into the distance.

They are pure militia.

There are even middle-aged people in their forties and fifties.

The cavalry in the Pishan ambush was actually a young and middle-aged elite selected from all over the country, and they were the main field forces, while the garrisons left in the counties were basically inferior in combat effectiveness, and their main task was to rely on the city wall and barbed wire to hold on, otherwise they would not even have women on the city wall. Theoretically, these garrisons did not require them to go out of the city to fight, and the final battle against the Kokand people was the responsibility of the Ming army and those young and middle-aged people, but in fact, this time the county garrisons were killed, and the people of the Western Regions were extremely strong, and they had a very unusual enthusiasm for war. However, although these people also had horses, it was impossible to expect them to fight the Kokand cavalry on horseback, so they simply followed the example of the European dragoons to dismount and fight, and just when the Kokand people launched a decisive charge, these militiamen, who were generally older, were also noisily lining up, and the neighborhoods who could call each other by name quickly formed a dense three columns and raised their front-loading rifled guns to the front.

The Kokand cavalry were still desperately whipping their horses to speed up, and they saw no threat to the line of these infantry, and a charge passed.

And yet they were wrong.

"Fire!"

A mile away, the shouts of the commander rang out from inside the militia.

All the militiamen quickly pulled the trigger.

As in the standard Civil War, on a not-so-neat front, a breech-loading Mini rifle with bayonets erupted in flames.

Unlike the common people in the interior, guns are as familiar to these militia as hoes here, and they have been fighting wild wolves, yellow sheep and rabbits for nearly 20 years, and their marksmanship is very good. And these militiamen, who are generally older, skillfully take out the bullet and stuff it into the muzzle, use the pestle to the end, pull out the whole strip, put on the fire cap, aim at the front again, pull the trigger, and then continue to repeat the process, the fixed ammunition of the nitrified paper shell greatly speeds up the loading speed, these militiamen continue to fire at the front at a speed of less than twenty seconds, and in the flames of the black powder jet, the bullets fly forward intensively.

In this way, the Kokand cavalry in front of them continued to fall from their horses in the charge.

These cavalry were powerless to fight back.

The difference in the range of those smoothbore guns in their hands is too large, and the effective range is less than 100 meters, not to mention that the galloping war horses can't hit the target, all they can do is charge at full speed, rush over and use the war horse to break the battle line, and use the scimitar to slash and kill. But their numbers were too small for a thousand cavalry to do just that, and the militia, which was five times as large as them, could fire nearly twenty thousand bullets per minute, while their war horses, long exhausted by hunger and long journeys, took two minutes to rush through a distance of six hundred meters. Forty thousand bullets against a thousand cavalrymen was enough even if it was only a one-fortieth chance of hitting, and when the last Kokand cavalry finally rushed to a distance where the faces of the militiamen could be seen, they found themselves in a daze that there was no one of their companions by their side.

He stopped in confusion.

Then the militiamen across from him looked at each other in the same daze.

That's it?

Everyone was asking with puzzled eyes.

Suddenly, a man came to his senses, cheered and rushed out, grabbed the reins of a dead master's warhorse, and unceremoniously turned over and rode up, at this time the other militiamen also came to their senses, and immediately scrambled to pounce on their respective targets, saying that one of the important goals they ran out of was to make a fortune. The war horses of the Kokand people are a good thing, much stronger than the Mongolian dwarf horses they ride, that is the hometown of the legendary sweat and blood horses, and not only the war horses, but also a large number of camels scattered on the grassland, and even those Kokand people who did not die are also good things, this is a rare big animal, go back to find a pig Yan is a good slave.

Poor wounded Kokand people were overwhelmed by the scrambling crowd before they could get up in terror.

"Mada, we're worried!"

In the distance, among the cavalry of the Ming army who were coming to reinforce it, the commander looked at this scene and said speechlessly.

"Brigade commander, there is an enemy in the north!"

An officer beside him said, looking at the sky.

In the sky, a white signal flare is being fired from an airship, which means that the enemy is found in the north, this is a special airship for command, overlooking the battlefield below from a high altitude, searching for the Kokand people who have been washed away, and then dispatching the Ming army to intercept it with signal flares, there are several such airships acting as conning towers in this vast battlefield.

"Let's go!"

The brigade commander shouted with a wave of his saber.

Four thousand cavalry, which were actually reserves, immediately began to advance, and after turning over a sand dune in front, nearly two thousand Kokand cavalry who were running wildly appeared below them, and the brigade commander did not hesitate to give the order to attack, and the Ming cavalry who were climbing the sand dunes did not even have time to start charging as a whole team, and gradually approached in the charge, and the spears formed a terrifying spear wall, because the advantage of the downward charge crashed into the Kokand cavalry at an extremely ferocious speed.

This is Rahman and his guards.

His Majesty the Great Khan now had 2,000 men left with him, and his army of 50,000 was completely scattered across tens of thousands of square kilometers of grasslands, and was gradually annihilated by an equally scattered Ming army, and he was no longer able to change all this. The only thing he could fight for now was to escape alive from this terrifying steppe and escape back to Kokand on the other side of the mountains, but now this goal was obviously out of reach, and he was still nearly 300 kilometers away from the mountain pass of the Green Ridge.

"Ming Army!"

Frightened screams woke him up.

He turned his head to look at the Ming army rushing down like a torrent of sand and dust on the sand dunes on the right, and said nothing but whipped his war horse fiercely, while hundreds of loyal subordinates turned their horses' heads and rushed towards the Ming army with their scimitars. Soon the two cavalry collided together, and the Ming army, which continued to rush down from the heights, instantly drowned those heroic Kokand cavalry, and then ran straight into the fleeing team with the momentum of ten thousand horses, and in the sound of broken spears, countless Kokand cavalry fell off their horses, and then were trampled to pieces by the galloping horses' hooves.

Rahman still didn't say anything.

As if he didn't know what was happening behind him, he whipped his horse desperately and galloped wildly under the escort of his cronies.

Run, keep running.

That's all he has in his mind right now.

Suddenly, a huge airship appeared in front of him, like a terrifying monster in his field of vision, quickly fell to a height of dozens of meters from the ground, floating a mile in front of him, just at the same time in the cockpit under the airship, a little fire lit up, and in the blink of an eye, the whistling of bullets swept in his ears, and several cronies behind him immediately fell off the horse in this whistling sound, and before he could react, the war horse under his crotch suddenly fell to his knees with a scream, and the huge inertia threw him out directly.

Rahman struggled to get up from the ground and stumbled to the side.

And the fire still shines.

The dense bullets kept hitting his feet and stirring up dust, he ran desperately forward, but the bullets kept going like maggots attached to the bones, and suddenly he seemed to be hit by something on the waist, and then pushed him to the side, he struggled to get up, but found that his entire lower body did not react at all, he struggled desperately, but could not stand up at all, and the bullet continued to whistle, and a few seconds later a bullet hit the chest of the great sweat again.

He fell completely.

And the fire under the airship was still shining, and the bullets whizzed over his head, constantly hitting the Kokand cavalry behind, and the last image in the Great Khan's vision was the scene of the annihilation of his own soldiers.

Just as Rahman finally stopped his convulsions, a dozen miles away from him, thousands of Kokand cavalrymen were calmly dropping their weapons.

They surrendered.

Their ammunition is exhausted, the camels they accompanied are scattered, even their war horses are trembling because of hunger, they have completely lost the ability to fight, not to mention the siege of the Ming army, even if there is no Ming army attack, they have no ability to return to Kokand, in the south of them is a desert that stretches for hundreds of miles, and to the north of them is an icy snow-capped mountain that does not have any roads even in modern times, if you don't want to die, you have to surrender.

Although surrender means being a slave.

But I'm still alive!

"Zhen Lord Warrior is nothing more than that!"

Looking at the Kokand cavalrymen who were laying down their arms, the commander of the Ming army who surrounded them said with a sneer.

At this time, on the battlefield of more than 10,000 square kilometers centered on the city of Yutou, more and more Kokand people were laying down their weapons and surrendering to the Ming army. As for those who refused to surrender, they were gradually wiped out under the siege of the Ming army, which had several times the number of troops, and a small number of panicked people went north into the lofty mountains of the Tianshan Mountains or south into the vast desert, and there was no other possibility of their end, and the snow-capped mountains and yellow sand would swallow them.

This is the end of the war.

"Your Majesty, the General Staff reported that all the armies in Shannan have completely annihilated the invading Kokands, killed a total of 30,000 enemies, captured 30,000, killed Kokand Khan Rahman, and a small number of enemy troops have fled and are being pursued."

At the hot springs in Hakodate, the female officer made a report to His Majesty the Emperor.

"What about the other side of the two rivers?"

Emperor Yang asked.

"Neither the Russian army nor any other army launched an offensive."

"Good, this is the Alliance!"

Yang Feng said with a sneer.

The Russians and Bukhara are not stupid, their diversion attack is to prevent the Ming army from reinforcing Shannan, since the Ming army did not do this, then they do not need to really fight, after all, taking the initiative to attack those heavily defended fortified fortresses will inevitably suffer heavy losses, if the Kokand people succeed then of course they are all happy, they immediately attack the Ming army on the two rivers on the whole line, if the Kokand people fail they have no loss, as for the Kokand people's losses......

They will pray to the Lord.

"Your Majesty, the General Staff asked if it would be possible to cross the Green Ridge and attack Kokand?"

The female officer asked.

"Over the Green Ridge? But there aren't many people in the army in Shannan? ”

Yang Feng said.

"The chief of the General Staff Gao said that the militia in Shannan was willing to take on the task of attacking Kokand, and if the time dragged on too long and the enemy got the news that the Kokand people were completely annihilated, then the Bukhara army would definitely enter Kokand and establish a defensive line in Kokand. At this time, taking advantage of the opportunity before the news has passed, we can directly cross the green ridge, and we can seize Kokand in front of the Bukhara army, where the young and middle-aged people have basically been wiped out in the south of the mountain, and there are almost no troops left in Kokand, although there are still some men, but these men do not even have guns, and it is impossible to resist our militia with bows and arrows. ”

The female officer said.

This is indeed a good opportunity, and the only problem for Yang Feng is that the number of Ming troops is not large, and the entire Shannan is nothing more than four army garrisons, which add up to the strength of two brigades, in fact, two brigades are enough to defeat Kokand, but the two brigades will definitely not be able to control Kokand, but if the 50,000 cavalry pour in, there will be no problem.

"Okay, tell Gao Huai, just say that I agree, and besides, those militias can do whatever they want after they enter Kokand!"

Emperor Yang said.

"Honorable."

The female officer said.

Then she turned and prepared to leave.

"And."

His Majesty the Emperor said suddenly.

The female officer hurriedly turned around.

"Come over after sending the telegram, and we'll talk about your mental growth."

Looking at her young body wrapped in a red military uniform, Emperor Yang said with a smile.

The female officer's pretty face immediately flushed, and then quickly turned away.