"The strength of the Ming army is unparalleled, and His Majesty's westward expedition has really not been fought so far. Why? These prairie guys are very slippery, and they can't catch up with them! But now it's different, originally Da Ming still needs to travel thousands of mountains and rivers to destroy them, or even just defeat them. But now? A million-strong army was concentrated in Samarkand, and the greatest advantage of cavalry had been lost. We can do it all in one battle and kill all these steppe barbarians! When we occupy any more Safavids, Mughals, Ottomans, Makruim, will there be any resistance?" The more Wan Songlin spoke, the more excited he became, his mouth was like a lotus flower, and his face was crimson with excitement!

Zhu Houzhao nodded frequently: "Well, it makes sense. But Xiaolinzi, can we eat our appetite? This is an army of millions, not a million brutes!"

Wan Songlin laughed: "The number of troops is enough, now that Banzai has an army of 130,000 under his command, it is not arrogant to take one as ten, right?" As long as there are enough bullets, as long as the plan is appropriate, as long as strong fortifications are built, hehe, not the ministers are talking big, millions? Another million is also a dish!"

Bao Dahai immediately began to ask for details: "A million army, the pursuit is very difficult, isn't it meaningless to run away?"

"Run?" Wan Songlin sneered and continued: "Eight hundred miles to send a letter to the capital, mountain artillery, 107 rockets, let the prince send more shells, who can pass the shells quickly?" Anyway, it takes time for a million-strong army to assemble, and waiting is also waiting, while making fortifications, while hoarding shells. Your Majesty, my lords, this battle of the Ming Dynasty must fight for a hundred years of frontier peace!"

Chang Yulu waved her fist excitedly: "Okay! You can say that again! The Mongols can sweep the world, and so can the Ming Dynasty! Your Majesty! Let's fight!"

Zhu Houzhao nodded frequently, and his face turned red: "Okay! You can say that again! Since I ascended the throne, there have been these small attacks on the border, which is annoying! Well, it's a decisive battle! I immediately repaired the book, and Qian Ning immediately sent someone to send it back to the capital as quickly as possible and handed it over to Brother Wei himself!"

Jiang Bin immediately added: "But Tang Zhong is ordered to send all the baggage to the front of the army, and after the prince's supplies are delivered, he will go to Samarkand!"

Hulentu stood behind Wan Songlin and said coldly: "Samarkand is about three thousand miles away from here, but this is a straight-line distance, if you really walk, I am afraid it will be more than five or six thousand miles."

Zhu Houzhao nodded: "The Western Regions are vast and indeed worthy of its reputation! Are you familiar with this place?"

Hulentu shook his head: "In the past, Mansu'er's father died in this area, and I am not familiar with this place. But my old shaman is a veteran of the past, and with him, he won't get lost!"

Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed, and the 130,000-strong army will immediately move. Zhu Houzhao doesn't mention it anymore, with Ismaili, Selim, Garigul, and Babur, where can Zhu Houzhao still take care of him? The army moved forward slowly, and Shaybani did not send troops to harass along the way, and everyone was waiting for the shocking battle in Samarkand!

Samarkand is at the foot of the Nuratau Mountains, and Shaybani has gathered 250,000 troops from various Uzbek and Kazakh tribes, and dense tents have spread over the steppes at the foot of the Nuratau Mountains.

Zhu Houzhao led the Ming army across the desert and marched southwest along the Tianshan Mountains. Two months later, I finally came to the northern foot of Nulatau Mountain! Cross the mountain pass and there is Samarkand in front of you!

The Ottoman Selim, with an army of 200,000 men and more than 300 artillery pieces, had just arrived in Amole, which was still very far from Samarkand. Ismaili with his army of 200,000 is now in Mare, not far from Samarkand. Garigul is an ally of Ismaili, and he takes his last 100,000 warriors with him! Babur, with his army of 150,000, has come to Samarkand!

The Great War is about to begin, and countless rangers are scouting their opponents. Chang Yulu was originally from the Liaodong Army, and in front of Zhu Houzhao, he asked for the task of reconnaissance, and sent a small detachment of companies and platoons to start a reconnaissance operation around Samarkand City!

Xing Xiaowu was the platoon commander of the fifth company and three platoons of the third division and fourth regiment of the First Army of the Wing Army.

Countless grassland knights cruising ahead, Xing Xiaowu subconsciously clenched the big troll in his hand. The cold, familiar touch reassured him a lot, and he turned around

Look at your three squad leaders: "Chang Xingshui, Wang Cuibo, Lan Shantian, the three-three system can also be used on the horse, now disperse immediately, and those who dare to block the road will be killed!"

The three squad leaders agreed in unison, and immediately commanded their brothers, and dispersed in an instant. Three-person teams, three-person groups of nine, and the squad leader leads the overall situation. In the blink of an eye, the three classes weaved a large net covering a small mile and went straight to the front.

Ahead was the defense area of the Uzbek tribal army, and the commander Abu Du pointed to Xing Xiaowu's team: "Drive them away, or kill them!"

The team of hundreds of people immediately gathered, rolled up the smoke and dust that rushed to the sky, and rushed towards Xing Xiaowu's third row. The distance is getting closer and closer, and the visual inspection of the head of Chang Xingshui is about one hundred and fifty meters, and the big troll on his shoulder is pulled to his waist, and his finger pulls the trigger!

Rumble! Countless projectiles flew forward. The soldiers under his command also pulled the trigger one after another, and the black cloud-like projectiles flew towards the enemy cavalry rushing at high speed! Chang Xingshui turned around and shouted, "Three groups take turns shooting, the rest of the personnel reload their bullets, and the fire output cannot be stopped!"

Wang Cuibo and Lan Shantian also immediately shouted, to distribute the firepower of the soldiers below and maintain the density of firepower output!

The Uzbek tribal army, which has never tasted bullets, has tasted bitterness now! Under the high-speed gallop, the people and horses shrouded in the black cloud of projectiles all fell down in an instant! The snow mist that burst out in an instant formed a blood cloud floating in the air in the blink of an eye!

A large troll, which can be fired five times in a row, in the hands of the soldiers of the Ming army, is a very rhythmic continuous shooting. Rain of bullets continued to spread on the enemy troops speeding at high speed! There seemed to be an invisible wall between the two sides, and hundreds of Uzbek cavalry crashed into the invisible wall and shattered in an instant! The other Uzbek tribal troops who had gathered over turned around and fled in fright, not daring to approach the land that was sown with blood!

The commander of the thousand soldiers, Abudu, turned pale with fright, and kept shouting for his subordinates to stay away from those Ming people who were armed with devilish weapons! And a team like Xing Xiaowu, Chang Yulu sent dozens of teams in one breath, and on the grassland of the Nulatau Mountain Pass, it became a slaughterhouse!

After receiving the news, Xibani smashed his beloved blue and white porcelain wine glass to pieces on the spot! What a shame! What a shame! Before the war started, I was slapped in the face by the opponent first! The face is unbearable, especially with the presence of the Mughal Empire's Khan Babur, Shaybani feels even more hot on his face!

Babur laughed and stopped the enraged Shaybani: "Forget it! Shaybani Khan, if the Ming Empire weren't brave and good at fighting, would it be possible for our five major powers of Moslin to join forces? Let's go and see the city!"

Chang Yulu didn't want to start a war now, and after clearing the enemy troops at the southern foot of Nulatau Mountain, he temporarily stopped his actions and first surveyed the terrain and landforms of this area and drew a map. At the head of the city, Shaybani and Babur can only see the ant-like villains in the shadows, busy there!

Babur smiled slightly: "Shaybani Khan, simply write a letter to the Ming Emperor, and say that the land will be given to him as the location of the military camp. Anyway, you can't stop the Ming Empire if you don't say it, isn't it good to write a letter to show your generosity?"

Shaybani glanced at Babur, who looked into the distance with a smile. Shaybani knew that Babur had not forgotten the hatred, and when he seized the slightest opportunity, he secretly satirized himself. Forget it, when Zhu Houzhao is destroyed, I will go back and clean up this Timur's slippery fish! His iron-blue face suddenly turned like a spring breeze, and he nodded and laughed, "Why not? Babur, your proposal is very good, I will just do it!"

The construction of the temporary camp began, and Zhu Houzhao seized the time to convene his subordinates to hold a pre-imperial meeting. The meeting was brief, mainly to temporarily assign tasks. Wan Songlin was naturally the main force in the construction of the battalion, Jiang Bin commanded the entire Ming army, and Bao Dahai was temporarily in charge of the artillery.

Wan Songlin first walked non-stop all over the southern foot of the Nuratao Mountain, and the overall strategy of this battle was determined in the meeting just now, and it is not a simple matter to fight against the five countries of Moslin, even though there is a huge advantage, but the disparity between one million and one hundred thousand cannot be ignored. For this reason, Zhu Houzhao decided to divide the battle into two steps, the first step was to focus on defense, and to use the overall fortifications of trenches and bunkers to resist the impact of the enemy's millions of iron cavalry. Therefore, the rationality and durability of the overall fortifications have become the top priority of the first stage of defensive operations!

two

A few days later, Wan Songlin took out a sketch of the overall fortifications. Zhu Houzhao called all the senior commanders together to review the sketch.

Wan Songlin held the baton in his hand, pointed to the sketches hanging in the big tent, and began to explain one by one: "The altitude of Mount Nuratau is not high, but the stone texture is very hard. In order to realize the overall operational intent, I drew up the fortifications of the core position of the five lines of defense. Let's start with the core fortifications, since the Ottomans have a lot of artillery, so the fortifications here should be mainly strong, so that our artillery can be supplemented and built!"

Bao Dahai was the first to raise his hand: "Xiaolin, the firing range of our mountain artillery is between ten and fifteen miles, how do you plan to ensure the firing range and ammunition supply of the mountain artillery?"

Wan Songlin pointed to the core position: "Here I plan to arrange fifty mountain artillery, according to the direction of the mountain, using the method of giant wood to build artillery positions. First, the accuracy of enemy artillery fire is not high, and secondly, it can provide good camouflage and a certain protective effect. Personally, I think it's enough!"

Bao Dahai shook his head: "Xiaolin, it's not enough, I think here, that is, the anticline, an artillery position should also be built."

Wan Songlin was stunned: "Anticline? Why? Could it be that the Ottoman artillery is a threat to us?"

Bao Dahai laughed: "Xiaolin, this kind of thing is not about who has better ideas than whom, and the so-called magic strokes are more, but who makes fewer mistakes than whom, who has more preparation, and more hole cards!" What if, if the Ottomans took shit luck and broke through your five lines of defense? Another example, hehe, I shouldn't say that, but there is a possibility. For example, our people have brain cramps and surrender to the enemy with the Seven or Five Mountain Cannons, what should we do?"

Wan Songlin was sweating profusely in an instant, and stood on the spot! Zhu Houzhao nodded and cocked his thumb: "Old Bao, amazing! It's impossible for this to happen, but it's good to prevent it from happening!"

After a while, Wan Songlin raised his head: "Your Excellency is right, there is indeed such a possibility. But in his humble opinion, excessive caution is actually a waste. My lord, the prince once said that war is never something that can only be done with absolute certainty, and it can be implemented with 50% certainty, and it must be fought for with all its strength if you are 70% sure. For the sake of an illusory possibility, I personally think it is not worth investing a lot of manpower and material resources!"

Jiang Bin was the first to applaud: "Okay! You can say that again! Lao Bao, fighting a war has always been to pin your head to the waistband of your trousers, how can you be 100% sure? I'm sorry, I'm standing in the woods this time!"

Bao Dahai was also stunned, and a storm of twelve was set off in his head. After many years in the army, prudence has become his motto, and it is also prudent to march and fight. But Wan Songlin's words made him have to admit that he did seem to be a little over-pursuing foolproof! He laughed self-deprecatingly, stood up and arched his hand towards Wan Songlin: "Thank you, thank you! A word wakes up the dreamer. Xiaolin, you're right, I'm overly cautious!"

Wan Songlin hurriedly bowed and returned the salute, and explained anxiously: "My lord, I didn't mean that, my lord."

Zhu Houzhao laughed and waved his hand with satisfaction: "Okay! Xiao Linzi, don't say it. Lao Bao is not that kind of person. Well, let's put an end to the artillery position, let's go on!"

Wan Songlin stood up straight, smiled apologetically at Bao Dahai, and then pointed at the wall chart with his baton: "The core position cannot be abandoned, this will be the largest storage place for all ammunition, and it is also where the command post is located!" That's why I'm going to build it in a camouflage-enhanced way. To put it simply, it is a three-in-one, a layer of solid wood, a layer of crushed stone, a layer of sand, and a layer of solid wood in the middle. So it takes a lot of excavation, a lot of manpower."

Jiang Bin nodded: "Yes! I can't fight a big battle for the time being, so I'll give you half of my troops! Let's talk about the five lines of defense!"

"Thank you, Lord Jiang! The five lines of defense are radial and adopt a staggered manner. It is mainly based on the mountain topography and takes advantage of the natural height difference. In this way, we can get twice the result with half the effort, and the difficulty of our defense will be greatly reduced! The most important thing is the communication ditch, which is convenient for the rapid deployment of troops, and I intend to dig fifteen communication ditches. The second is the anti-artillery holes, after all, the Ottomans had artillery, and there were quite a few of them. Warriors returning from the Safavid once said that the Ottomans were an adversary to be taken seriously because of their large numbers and variety!"

"I took a leave of absence yesterday, write a little more today, and forgive me for being shallow!"