"Whoosh-" In a sharp whistle, a deafening explosion rang out in quick succession among the Cossack cavalry and the group of indigenous cavalry behind them.

"Whoosh!" sounded in his ears, and a horniron brushed Dolokhov's cheek, and he immediately felt a heat on his stubble left cheek.

"Don't stop, don't stop, the Qing people are right in front of us. Let's rush up and tear them all to shreds, and send them all to hell—"

Undaunted, Dolokhov still shouted loudly at the Cossacks behind him with blood on his face, and always charged at the front.

Gunshots rang out like fried beans, and the Cossack cavalry rushing to the front fell one by one, and the bloody corpses fell to the ground. But it was dark, and the Cossacks were not the pure wall-type modern cavalry of the British, French and German countries of Western Europe.

They were Napoleon's best rangers in the world, but not the best cavalry.

A few Cossacks in front of Dolokhov suddenly fell off their horses without even snorting, as if they had been sucked of all their bones. Through the light of the fire, Dolokhov could already see the soldiers of the expeditionary army who were kneeling a hundred meters in front of him with their muskets in their hands.

The sound of horses' hooves also sounded on both sides.

The best class to deal with cavalry is cavalry. Liu Xian had a strong cavalry force in his hands, in addition to the two brigades of the regular Qin cavalry, among the like-minded Ili recruits, he also selected 500 people to form the first cavalry brigade of the Volunteer Battalion.

"Charge, charge—" Dolokhov realized that the situation was not good. The sudden appearance of the expeditionary army in his path was enough to surprise him, and now there was a cavalry group approaching rapidly, which almost made Dolokhov think that he had just slipped into the ambush circle of the expeditionary army.

Now they haven't killed a single enemy, how can they just retreat?

Besides, Dolokhov just wanted to retreat, and he was afraid that he would be hit by the rapidly killing cavalry when he adjusted the horse's head. At present, their only way to survive is to break through the infantry interception in front of them and crash into the battlefield of fighting according to the original plan!

What else to do after that? Then we'll talk about it then.

While beating the horse and waving his hand, Dolokhov continued to roar loudly.

But Dolokhov's plan did not come to fruition, and when he was killed by a single bullet, there were no more Cossack cavalry on the battlefield.

The last twenty or thirty horsemen Cossacks were frantically beating their horses away from the area. On the other side of this small battlefield, the overwhelming superior cavalry of the expeditionary army and the cavalry of the Volunteer Brigade were destroying the last handful of cavalry of the Ili indigenous rebellion.

Dolokhov's sorrow lies not only in Liu Xian's bugs, but also in the fact that he did not lead a pure Cossack cavalry. The Ili native cavalry, which occupied eighty percent of the horse corps, did not have the will of the Cossacks at all, nor did they have the pride and reverence of the Cossacks.

Their ancestors completely bowed to the feet of the Qing Dynasty as early as a hundred years ago.

And the shepherds, who were completely like herdsmen, also made them not obey Dolokhov's orders when the cavalry units of the expeditionary army were rapidly approaching, and accelerated their horses to attack the infantry on the opposite side. Instead, he quickly turned his horse's head around and fled.

God is pitiful, these Ili natives, who were originally thrown away by Dolokhov intentionally or unintentionally, left out a distance, and perfectly became substitutes for the Cossack cavalry company.

After Wei Ming saw this group of Ili native cavalry, he forgot all the Cossacks, and forgot about Liu Xian's magical 'anticipation of the enemy first', and his mind was to strangle this group of rebels who deserved death in his eyes. So much so that he did not block the back road of the Cossacks, so that Dolokhov's cavalry company kept the remnants of less than thirty cavalry and fled back to the main Russian position.

"Damn, how can this be?" Golpakovsky cried out in pain as he clutched his head.

The cavalry units that attacked not only did not bring themselves the victory as expected, but almost completely annihilated. However, Golpakovsky no longer had the heart to grieve at the loss of his cavalry troops, and now he looked straight at the battlefield where the two armies were strangling, racking his brains to think of a way to save the troops that had been thrown in.

I can think of sending cavalry to attack, and the Qing army that is completely victorious in terms of cavalry at the moment, wouldn't it?

"Withdraw! Order the soldiers to retreat, let the natives of Ili go up, and we all retreat-" Golpakovsky did not hesitate to throw out the Ili aboriginal rebels as a substitute for the dead at the critical moment. It's just that he doesn't know if this substitute ghost can attract the attention of the expeditionary army for himself.

In addition, Golpakovsky ordered the 1,000 Russian troops under his command to deploy combat readiness.

The black clouds did not obscure the green ocean, but were engulfed by the green ocean.

"Fire, fire." Kosolov gave orders to his soldiers. As the battalion commander of the artillery battalion, he now had to take on even heavier responsibilities.

All the artillery no longer suppressed the mortar of the expeditionary army. Instead, they bombarded the cavalry units of the expeditionary army with all their might.

It's just that with the current artillery power, it is simply impossible to cut off the gallop of a cavalry unit in the dark night, or if there are only more than a dozen cannons.

Half an hour later, when the cavalry of the expeditionary army dispersed into three forces and cut through the entire Russian army and the indigenous rebels from the flanks, a rout was irretrievable.

Golpakovsky looked at the 'torrent' of defeated troops with an ugly face. The generals of the Qing army did not use the cavalry to 'cut' and capture prisoners or kill and wound them in large numbers. Rather, it drove the defeated troops back into the main position of the Russian army.

Two battalions of Russian troops were thrown into battle, and now the Russian troops, who have retreated to the main positions, are not even one battalion enough.

Golpakovsky's face was pained.

The defeat of the attacking forces has already involved a large number of Russian troops in the chaos, and now there is the drive of the cavalry units of the expeditionary army, and if he wants to withdraw his soldiers, he will not be able to do it at all.

"Save your people, O God." Golpakovsky ordered the deployed Russian soldiers to shoot if necessary.

What that means, everyone knows.

In black, Golpakovsky's originally upright body is now so bleak.

……

The sound of shouts and gunfire was loud for most of the night.

Finally, the roar of the tide ceased, and the fierce gunfire subsided. The night regained its former emptiness. It's just the groans that sounded from time to time in the empty pitch darkness, reminding the Russian army of the previous scene......

Silence enveloped the Russian camp. A gloomy atmosphere spread throughout the camp.

In the distance, the torches were bright. The medical staff of the expeditionary army are leading the men of the Volunteer Battalion to search for the wounded and sick on the battlefield.

Early the next morning, the losses counted by the various ministries were summarized in Liu Xian's hands. Two hundred and thirty lives, four hundred and fifty wounded, of whom two hundred were badly wounded, and it is expected that another sixty or seventy will be killed in the next few days.

Half of the Qin army was accounted for, plus the wounded, half of the brigade was gone. This was the heaviest battle loss of the soldiers of the pure Qin army since Liu Xian entered Xinjiang.

Not counting the Volunteer Battalion and the three infantry brigades included in the Hussar Battalion, together with the casualties in the previous battle, Liu Xian's 2,000 descendants have already suffered more than 400 casualties, 20% of the strength.

……

Beijing. Russian Embassy in China.

After a feast, the whole mansion fell into a deep sleep. Only Yevgeny. Karlovich. Buze, now the acting Russian minister to China, is still so excited that he can't help himself, and he can't sleep for a long time.

Just yesterday, after many days of persecution, the Qing government finally issued an order for Liu Xian to withdraw his troops from Andijan in Kokand and return to Xinjiang. On the surface, Russia paid the only price - Muhammad, the king of Kokand. Goodeya apologized to Beijing. The secret promise is only not to support the rebel regime in Xinjiang.

It can be said that Yevgeny. Karlovich. Without paying any price, the Qing government was able to uncover the chapter in which Kokand sent troops to aid Aguba. Although this does not mean that the Qing government does not want to cause more troubles in Xinjiang, it is still very helpful for Russia to establish its prestige in Central Asia and penetrate the hearts of the people.

And more importantly, when this order arrived in Xinjiang, Liu Xian could only withdraw his troops from Andijan. He successfully completed the tasks assigned to St. Petersburg.

Perhaps, the word 'generation' on his head will soon be gone!

Yevgeny. Karlovich. Butzer was so excited that he just wanted to sing a song, how could he sleep? R1152