"You mean, these bastards ruined the Alexandria I've been dreaming of? They ate the bear's heart and leopard gall, and actually dared to demolish the classical buildings left over from the ancient Greek and Roman eras! Napoleon was like a furious beast, and with bloodshot eyes, he gritted his teeth at the white-clad natives of Alexandria. His right hand gripped the book so hard that it had deep nail marks on it.

He certainly had the right to be angry, it was the sound of an adult's dream shattering, and since he saw Alexandria in his youth when he saw the book depiction, he had longed to come to the place where Alexander and Caesar had stayed, and he had worked all his life for it. And when he came here, what he saw was a disappointing, barren land. To put it mildly, Alexandria was to Napoleon what Jerusalem was to Christians, and Alexandria was his holy city to Napoleon, who was a religious pragmatist!

"Who says there is no retribution in this world? Napoleon was simply the wrath of nature! These Alexandria residents are about to pay for the unruptive destruction of the natural environment and historical artifacts that their ancestors have done for thousands of years! Please (yǔn) allow me to observe three minutes of silence for them! Han Xing thought to himself.

Under the leadership of Napoleon, the infantry on the troop carriers began to land on the beach thousands of meters from Alexandria, while the Vostok and all the gunboats of the Mediterranean Fleet began to direct their sides in Alexander's direction, ready to open fire at any moment.

Unexpectedly, (qíng) is justified - the Mamluks in the city chose to assemble and go out of the city to fight!

It is said that it is unexpected, because of your own muskets and artillery, as well as the fire support of warships, choosing to go out of the city to face the battle is simply looking for death! At the beginning, Napoleon did not dare to attack the city of Toulon from the coast when the Royal Navy was in the Gulf of Toulon (qíng), for fear that the Royal Navy's naval guns would bombard it to slag. I didn't expect these Mamluks in front of me to be so brave, or naïve!

It is said that it is justified because cavalry is not suitable for defending the city in the first place, and as a high-speed mobile unit, giving up its mobility advantage and staying in a narrow, (bī) city to fight is obviously a fool's behavior that can only be done if there is a hole in the brain! Any sensible cavalry commander will choose to go out of the city to fight guerrillas, but anyone with a little tactical acumen knows that a lonely city cannot be defended, and if you want to outnumber, you must use the cavalry's maneuver (xìng), and take advantage of the opponent's head just poking into the city gate hole and the troops can't spread out, and give him a cold slap from behind!

However, with the blockade of naval guns, this tactic will not work at all, there are fifty guns on the side of the Vostok alone, and dozens of other large and small warships, at least hundreds of guns can be made, and the shells that go out (shè) alone can be called overwhelming, piled up enough to form a hill, bury this group of Mamluks alive!

However, it turned out that the Mamluk leader was not a fool, and he chose to go out of the city from the south, and went straight to the endless sand dunes that were stacked like heavy mountains, and across the middle of Alexandria, the French fleet on the northern sea could not fight them!

"These guys look familiar!" Han Xing looked at the *** arrogant men who wrapped their heads tightly in white clothes, carried scimitars in their hands, hung muskets on their saddles, rode brown and yellow, brown and red war horses, and held their heads high, and always felt indescribably familiar.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Han Xing's mind, and he clapped his hands and said, "I remembered!" Aren't these bastards the ones who robbed the Nile in the first place? Han Xing vaguely remembered the fear of being on the Nile, when the Wolf and the Buck were surrounded by them, and his head was still pointed at by their thousands of guns.

"Heaven is so reincarnated! This time it's my turn to take revenge! Han Xing said with all his might, now Napoleon's expeditionary fleet has hundreds of artillery pieces that can be called the sharp weapons of the country! Let's see who plays whom!

"You have a grudge against them?" Napoleon had closed his eyes, as if enjoying the cool breeze on his face, listening to the sound of the waves crashing on the shore, imagining himself on an antique Egyptian ship, cleaving the waves towards his imaginary Alexandria. Hearing Han Xing's words, his eyes popped open.

"I once traveled to Egypt and met these guys robbing the road, you don't know, ······ at the time" Before Han Xing could finish speaking, Napoleon interrupted him, "It seems that these guys are not only the shameful tomb robbers who parasitize Egypt, corrupt ancient civilizations, and destroy cultural relics, but also a group of idiots who sit on the treasure mountain and don't know it!" Napoleon did not hide his disgust for the Mamluks who entrenched themselves in Alexander, and they desecrated the holy places in his mind, and for this alone they had already been sentenced to death in Napoleon's heart!

As if sensing the confusion in Han Xing's eyes, Napoleon explained: "It is true that the advent of the Age of Discovery did cause the Mediterranean trade zone to collapse, but even so, Alexander's superior geographical location meant that it could still exist as a trade hub in the Middle East, as a gateway between Egypt and the surrounding countries of the Mediterranean!" These idiots rob travelers and merchants who pass by, isn't this drinking zhen (fourth tone) to quench thirst and digging (ròu) to satisfy hunger? ”

While Han Xing and Napoleon were chatting, the French landing force had already completed the formation, and the tens of thousands of men were divided into eight infantry regiments, and two cavalry regiments were guarding the right flank under the leadership of Murat. Dozens of land artillery pieces on the left flank were ready, occupying a sand dune several meters high, and an infantry regiment divided into two halves to defend the artillery positions on one left and one on the right.

The Mamluk cavalry, which had disappeared into the vast sand dunes, finally appeared, and it turned out that they made a detour and tried to go around to the southwest of Alexandria under the cover of the dunes, trying to launch a surprise attack on the right flank of the landing force, but they forgot one problem, this is the desert! Thousands of cavalry galloped past, and the dust raised was several meters high, and their every move could not escape Napoleon's eyes!

What's more, there is another problem in front of them, that is, the sand dunes they are in are still nearly 500 meters away from the positions of the French army, and in this distance, they will be completely exposed to the rain of bullets and bullets of the French army! The French army had already changed its formation in time, and with the exception of the artillery positions, the entire unit retreated a few hundred meters to the left rear, leaving enough "room for performance" for these Mamluks.

So when these sand dunes were struggling over the sand dunes in flowing white robes, riding strong war horses, brandishing snow-bright scimitars with dazzling light in their hands, and roaring in muffled Arabic, they saw this jaw-dropping scene before them:

Crowds of French soldiers lined up in rows, dressed in blue and white revolutionary uniforms, wearing high black caps decorated with red and green pom-poms on their heads, and smoothbore guns with bayonets and bullets in their hands.

Han Xing didn't know what they were thinking in their hearts, after all, they were too far apart, but even looking at the stunned gaze in their eyes, Han Xing could guess what they were thinking, "Oh, I'll go, so many people!" "Who am I? Where am I? I shouldn't have been here at all! "It's suicide! I want to live another 500 years! "Compared to bullets, my head looks like a bullet~" ", run!" ”

Unfortunately, in order to deter the enemy and strengthen the power of the charge, they chose to climb over the sand dunes and dive down (a bit similar to the tactics of a dive bomber, first raise and then dive), the result is that the people in front of (shēn) have a sense of retreat, but unfortunately the people behind (shēn) are unaware of this, still shouting slogans, brandishing scimitars and planning to play a game of riding and slashing! In addition, the war horses were driven by habitual (xìng) and began to gallop, and those in front (shēn) had no choice but to be coerced by the people behind to launch this "true suicidal charge"! Now they have experienced what it means to "ride a tiger hard"!

"Bang~Bang~Bang~" They were greeted by the French platoon-based Qi (shè), and under the cover of the smoke of gunpowder, the muzzles of the guns flashed with fire. Bullets burst out of the muzzle of the gun, and with a screaming sound that broke through the air, flew towards the white-clad Mamluk cavalry, who were charging downhill.

In an instant, the men turned on their backs, and the Mamluk charging procession seemed to hit the waves of the reef, collapsing at a speed that was visible to the eye. Blood stained the white robes of the Mamluks, the horses fell to the ground with a wail, and the sharp scimitars fell weakly to the sand, they were still shiny, and a few drops of blood slowly dripped on them, setting off their mirror-like knives (shēn) particularly bright. But this time, the blood is not from their enemies, but from their own masters!

After all, they are just cold and qíng weapons, and even if they are sharp and leave their users, they are just scrap metal falling on the sand, waiting for their fate to be no different from those ancient monuments that have been swallowed and buried by time! No one will pick them up again this time, for their owners have joined them, lying down on the hot sand baked by the sun like them. Maybe his hands and feet were still twitching unconsciously, and even scratching in a disorderly manner, but he wouldn't get anything but handfuls of seemingly endless yellow sand!

The era of cavalry is a thing of the past, and perhaps one day in the future, cavalry will be reborn in some unknown form - individual high-speed mobile vehicles, just like the vehicles (tanks, armored vehicles) that were once eliminated but returned to the battlefield! It is entirely possible that individual high-speed mobile vehicles are more agile and material-efficient than combat vehicles, the most typical is Iron Man's armor, and if you add shields, in the distant future, cavalry may be resurrected in this form It is unknown!

But not today, it won't be tomorrow, and it may not even be in a lifetime! Even if a high-speed mobile vehicle for individual soldiers is successfully manufactured, it will be a long process to achieve large-scale popularization!