The completion of the strategic deployment of Wan Songlin directly sounded the death knell of the Uzbek tribal army! More than 100,000 tribal troops are struggling to survive in the large net carefully compiled by the ten thousand pine forests.

Bao Dahai was playing hide and seek with the artillery commanded by Ismaili. But he still squeezed out some troops and gave direct support to Wan Songlin.

The power of the 75 mountain artillery is far from being comparable to the 60 mortar, and the bombardment of two artillery groups and one base directly destroyed the resistance of the Uzbek tribal army!

Hundreds of cannons were fired in unison, and cannonballs like flocks of birds rained down on the tribal army. The flame-steaming shrapnel was like the scythe of death, and pieces of tribal army were smashed and cut, and they were instantly crushed!

Having finally survived the concentrated fire of the 75 mountain artillery, Murza was trying to open up the connection between the various units and reorganize the army and run away.

Woohoo! The cannonballs fired from the commanding heights by Wan Songlin's headquarters descended again and continued to ravage the already pitiful tribal army!

After two rounds of shelling, the scorched ground was littered with tribal soldiers shivering on the ground.

War is the best instructor, the tribal sergeant found out that lying on the ground can avoid most of the shrapnel baptism, so they have to lie on the ground, hoping that their luck will be better and they can survive such an attack!

Qingyunshan stared blankly at the artillery bombardment on the battlefield one after another, and couldn't help but sigh: "What a horse!" Uh, good-looking! Xiao Shanwa, who was like a dragon and a tiger, snorted, Qingyunshan squinted at him, and snorted: "You are a rammer, you know a fart!" Xiao Shanwa shouted unconvinced: "Company commander, don't underestimate people, isn't it just big fireworks, what's so strange?" Qingyunshan snorted: "Fireworks? Also, Mountain Baby, do you set off fireworks like this at home? I don't know! Do you know that a big firework costs fifty taels of silver? Our mortar has to shoot out ten taels of snowflake silver for one shell! That's all money! Xiao Shanwa's mouth opened wide now, and she couldn't close it anymore!

Twenty Twenty · My God, where are you counting? Xiao Shanwa's eyes are really Venus straight up, just a few times, I'm afraid that a mountain of gold will burn out, right?

Recruits are afraid of artillery, veterans are afraid of guns, as a second-rate unit in the Uzbek Khanate, where have you seen such shelling?

Not to mention the heavy casualties, the entire tribal army completely lost the courage to fight, and all of them lay on the ground and refused to get up, just waiting to be taken prisoner!

However, the Uzbek tribal army is not without warriors, at least Murza can definitely be counted. When the cannon fire stopped, Murza lifted the corpse of the loyal guard, leaped to his feet, and quickly gathered his men.

There were only 300 loyal warriors left in the direct guard, and the horses were either killed or ran away in panic, and these 300 warriors crowded around Murza and walked firmly in the direction of the Mughal army!

The last tribal army, which was ragged and scarred, and regarded death as home, was directly exposed in front of the position of Qingyun Mountain Company.

Murza suddenly began to chant: "Praise Allah, you have given sunshine and lambs, you have given life and hope······" The three hundred men bowed down to the old man in unison and chanted: "Praise be to Allah, you who gave the sun and the lamb, and you who gave life and hope..." The sun shone on the muddy face of Murza, and there was an aura of holiness brewing.

Xiao Shanwa was moved by the opponent's momentum, and the gun in her hand slowly let go. Qingyunshan sneered: "Pretend to be pitiful? Get ready to shoot! Xiao Shanwa was stunned for a moment, and asked with some hesitation: "Company commander, really fight?" Qingyunshan kicked Xiao Shanwa: "Bastard thing! The prince said that kindness to one's enemies is cruelty to one's own people. Haven't heard that phrase? His hero, my revenge! A dead enemy is the best enemy! Fire! Xiao Shanwa subconsciously pulled the trigger, and with a bang, a few blood flowers burst out on Murza's chest, and the old man looked up to the sky, muttering in his mouth, his body was weak, and he fell into the arms of the loyal guard!

Da-da-da-da! The gunfire was loud, and the three hundred pious Uzbek tribal troops, like dead leaves trembling in the wind, kept twitching, and they snuggled to the ground one after another, and bright red blood gushed out, composing the swan song of the Uzbek tribal army!

When Shaybani received the news of the annihilation of the Tribal Army, he cried bitterly on the spot! A total of 200,000 Uzbek troops, the tribal army has as many as 120,000, Wan Songlin directly cut off one of the legs of the Uzbek Khanate, and from then on, the Uzbek Khanate in the middle of the river will be reduced to a second-rate country, and it will be impossible to dominate again!

The reactions of various countries were mixed, and the happiest was Babur, the long-time enemy of Shaybani, and the Timurid Khanate died at the hands of Shaybani, and Babur, as the inheritor of the Timurid Khanate, was of course very happy.

The point is that the loss of most of the Uzbek army gave Babur the possibility of rebuilding the Timurid Khanate!

Ismaili was not so happy, he didn't like Shaybani's arrogance, but he didn't like Babur even more to rebuild the Timurid Khanate!

In between commands, Ismaili walked up to Shaybani and comforted him softly: "Shaybani Khan, it's nothing, there is no shortage of thriving lambs on the grassland!" Until you become strong again, Safavid can be your most loyal friend! Garigul, who is now a diehard Ismaili, also followed him and released his kindness: "The Makrumu Empire is also your friend!" Babur was stunned for a moment, and immediately said: "Shaybani, the hatred between you and me has been written off, and we will be brothers from now on!" "Shaybani gained the support of Ismaili, who finally fulfilled his long-cherished wish and became the leader of the Mothlin world.

This moment is also the highlight moment of Ismaili's life, because the next moment is Chang Yulu's performance time!

Chang Yulu on the right wing is not Wan Songlin, Chang Yulu, who was born in the Liaodong Army, has his own strong personal color.

With cavalry against cavalry, soldier against soldier against general, the mountain is like a big axe! Chang Yulu divided the troops at hand into three, like a sharp blade stabbing at the enemy!

The fire phoenix opened the way, and the mortars rained down on Garygul's Giram cavalry! Ismaili's army is about the same size as Shaybani, except with one more Red Hat!

As the leader of the Red Hat Army, Kosbanda directly commanded an army of 100,000. The Ming army commanded by Chang Yulu was menacing, and Kosbanda, who accompanied Ismaili everywhere in the battle, did not have the slightest fear.

"Sanchez collapsed, attack the middle of the left flank of the Ming army from the flank, don't confront it head-on! Remember, the Gillam Corps can be the leader! Sanchez nodded understandingly, urged the war horse, and turned his soldiers and horses into a wild race.

"Bourrambai! Storm the right flank of the Ming army. It's good to pester them and not let them reinforce the middle. ”

"Chirekbai! You set off immediately and attacked the rear of the Ming army's middle lane. ”

"Worship the wood and the stone! You lead a team of 10,000 people, use harassment tactics, disperse and attack the middle of the Ming army, and make each of them uneasy! "The Safavid Empire fought a war with the Ottoman Empire with superheated weapons, and the Red Hat Army was also one of the participating troops.

So there is still a little bit of experience in how to fight an army with thermal weapons. Groups of cavalry were like locusts and birds, whether they were within range or not, they were also raining arrows, taking turns to attack the Ming army.

Tarbac of the Gillam Corps actually had two beautiful mustaches between his lips, and Sanchez was a little afraid of his eyes.

The Giram Corps, which was composed entirely of eunuchs, and Tabac actually had a mustache that eunuchs could not have, coupled with the kind of vicious eyes that were unintentionally revealed, Sanchez was really uncomfortable.

"Dear Your Excellency Sanchez, I think it's better for us to go our separate ways. You see, there is such a big gap in the front and rear of the Ming army, hehe, leave it to us, you impact their rear army, I believe we can have a drink at night! Tarbacus gave him a seductive look, and his right hand caressed his chest weakly and bonelessly, and his long eyelashes seemed to flash with electric sparks.

Sanchez's back was cold at the moment he collapsed, and Tabac's flattering eyes made his lower stomach hot, but his heart was full of fear!

He nodded busily, and he didn't care about Kosbanda's orders!

"Uh, oh, good! I'll take someone right away! After saying that, he slapped his horse and rushed down the high slope. Behind him came the laughter of Tabac like a silver bell!

Dada! Catch fire! In front of the left wing junction of the Ming army was the first division and three regiments of the three armies of the new army, and in the rear was the third division and two regiments of the three armies. Turn at 100 steps! "The Gillam Corps has been in Europe, Asia and Africa for many years, and naturally has unique features.

The longbow in his hand flicked, exceeding the length of an ordinary arrow by one-third of the long arrow, and with a power far exceeding that of an ordinary bow and arrow, it shot at the somewhat lax Ming army.

After a rain of arrows, the Gillam cavalry suddenly turned, and when the retaliatory firepower of the Ming army was transferred, it had already run out of sight!

Tabac lifted his visor, and his onion-like fingers wiped his bright red lips: "It doesn't seem to be very powerful!" Come and play with them! "Every member of the Gillam cavalry had no friends, no family, only companions who fought together.

They eat, live together, train together, have the same sorrow, and have the same cruelty.

Hearing Tabac's words, the rest of the Giram warriors put away their longbows, drew their shiny Damascus scimitars, and followed Tabacs.

The terrain in this area is undulating, and Tabac led this group of Giram cavalry to suddenly kill from behind the hills, and actually rushed into the Ming army in one fell swoop!

The Ming army, which had no time to react, did not resist stubbornly, but dispersed in a hurry! Tabac exclaimed in surprise: "Quick! Keep up with them! They are the best shields! "Not every kind of milk is called Trensu, and not every Ming army is brave and tenacious.

One soldier is a bear, and there will be a nest of bears, and the three armies, one division, three regiments, five battalions and three companies are like this! Lu Guangyao, the brother-in-law of the regiment commander and the descendant of the Marquis of Deqing, has always been the scum in the Fifth Army Camp.