The 20,000 heavy cavalry were all wiped out and turned into corpses, but not a single soldier flinched, and everyone held their chests open to face the bullets and calmly faced death. Of course, it was not completely without losses to the Ming army, the barrels of the six Tempest heavy machine guns were completely scrapped, Hua Houwei saw the brand-new Tempest Heavy Machine in the telescope, and had to retreat to replace the barrel, muttering angrily: "Damn, it's six thousand taels of silver again!"

Ismaili and Shaybani had no other thoughts at the moment, such a bloody scene completely frightened them, they never imagined that there was such a weapon in the world, which could turn the heavy cavalry of the former absolute killer and ace army into a piece of meat in just five minutes. The disgusting stench of corpses, the smell of excrement, and the smell of blood in the air were already intertwined and drifted with the wind. The two of them covered their mouths and noses, and couldn't help but glance at the scolding Hua Houwei, a chill welled up from the bottom of their hearts, and they swore that they would never go against this ruthless person who seemed harmless to humans and animals in this life!

It wasn't that Eddie didn't fail to see the sea of corpses and blood, but the tragic situation of the heavy cavalry led by Amanmula only strengthened his conviction. Demons like the Ming Empire must be driven back to their hometowns, otherwise in this world, the Moslin World can only succumb to the *** of the Ming Empire, just like more than a hundred years ago, with land, gold, and women, to feed the hungry wolves who can never get enough to eat.

Not far away, Tabac was trembling constantly, such a bloody scene, such a fierce warrior who was not afraid of death, the passion that had been dormant in his heart for a long time could no longer be suppressed! When I was young, the daily prayers of my parents kept flashing in front of my eyes, and after being castrated, during the daily cruel training intervals, Ah Hong's kind face, which comforted me, continued to enlarge in front of my eyes, killing and fighting, being injured and killing, and the numb soul for many years only had a moment of peace in worship, which made Tabacus's blood boil, and finally broke through the thick shell and turned into a long howl that resounded through the four fields!

"Warriors of Gillam! We can't do nothing here, we're all a bunch of non-humans who have long since died, let's go! Kill with me!"

The Gillam warriors, who were cold and numb in the past and did not have a little bit of humanity, all had tears in their eyes, and the disappeared humanity came to life at this moment!

"Kill! Kill all the heretics!"

The huge sound made Hua Houwei's gaze cast onto him, and he couldn't help but smile mockingly: "It's okay! Jilam, a monster that exterminates human nature, it is better to disappear from the world as soon as possible! Let Lao Tzu give you a ride for free, and go to hell!"

Eddie couldn't help but glance back, a smile on his face. The Gillam Legion is worthy of being the people of ***, even if it is close to a demon, it is still on the side of *** at the critical moment! The 50,000 light cavalry had come to that hell, and every time the horse's hooves fell and lifted, it was as if they had stepped into a small river, bringing up sticky blood flowers! And those snot-like corpses, trampled by countless horses' hooves, slowly turned into meat paste, mixed with the black blood that did not coagulate, and this cursed land became soft and elastic!

The barrels are all ready-made and are quickly replaced. Due to the high power of the Tempest heavy machine gun and the high pressure of the chamber, the requirements for the barrel were higher, so it was only after Hua Houwei's research institute invented the refining technology of chrome ore that it was born. It's no wonder that Hua Houwei is distressed to death, a thousand taels of silver is by no means a joke, plus the cost of research, I am afraid that a thousand taels will not be able to come down.

Tong! Tong! The heart-shaking voice resounded through the sky again, and just like just now, the light cavalry led by Eddie only ran a distance of a hundred meters, as if they had hit an invisible wall, and they shattered one after another!

Eddie is not a god, he is just one of God's spokesmen in the world, and he does not have an invincible golden body with three heads and six arms. Three bullets hit his body at the same time, and the white-haired warrior spilled blood on the Amu Darya River, his body disintegrated in the air, and the gleaming gold badge fell to the ground, instantly losing its previous brilliance!

Hua Houwei finally couldn't stand it! He angrily scolded: "Cow dog! You scumbag! Fire Phoenix, damn, can't Fire Phoenix kill people? Cannon! Won't it be possible to fire a gun? Hurry up and solve these people for Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu can't stand it anymore!"

Niu Yaowu, who was in a bag, gave an order, and the main force of the Ming army, which had just stood by and watched, suddenly moved. Seventy-five mountain cannons, mortars, fire phoenixes, and soul chasing guns, immediately a large net covering the Shura field was formed, leaving only two

Light cavalry of 30,000 people, shrouded in it.

Tabacus laughed, and the speed and death brought him a pleasure he had never experienced before, and the urge to dedicate himself to the supreme *** completely released the guilt that had been suppressed in his heart for many years. Tabac even felt that his body was shining, and the blood and sins that had accumulated in his body and soul were disappearing little by little, and the sense of relief that he had never felt before made his blood run wild!

Rumble! Rumble! Woohoo! Da-da-da-da! Tom tom! Bang! Bang! All kinds of weapons were constantly spewing flames and death, and the sturdy chain armor of the Gillam warrior was like a piece of paper, torn apart in an instant, and the tough skin, powerful muscles, and hard bones were all shattered.

Tabac yelled, "Unarmour! Rush forward as fast as you can!" The soldiers of the Gillam Legion woke up from a dream, stripped off their chain armor, threw away their riding guns, reduced their weight to a minimum, and lay on their horses to reduce the windward area. That's right, no kind of armor can stop bullets, since it's useless, why wear it in vain to increase the weight of the war horse?

The gore was getting heavier, and the visibility in the open area had dropped dramatically. At least in Hua Houwei's telescope, it was all blood, and he couldn't see the face at all. Hua Hou Wei simply put down the binoculars and smiled and spoke to Ismaili: "Hi, Ismaili!"

Ismaili shuddered, and her body bounced up like lightning. Hua Houwei asked in surprise, "What's wrong? Oh, it's okay, it's okay, just get used to it. I've seen a lot of this scene, it's nothing, it's just that the killing speed is a little fast!"

Nothing more? Nothing more! Ismaili finally calmed down, and re-evaluated Hua Houwei's danger in his heart and raised it by two levels. He smiled bitterly, and just as he wanted to speak, he couldn't help but retch twice, and smiled apologetically: "Prince, this meeting is really amazing. Although the number of dead in the great battle in Samarkand was large, but, vomit, but never so, vomit, such a speed of killing, please forgive me."

Hua Houwei took out a porcelain vase and handed it to Ismaili with a smile: "Ismaili, this is Daming's antiemetic medicine, try it, it works." Yes, just drink it. Give Shaybani a little bit, it looks like he needs it more than you do."

After the two of them looked better, Hua Hou Wei smiled and said, "The battle is over soon, you can send troops to invite Babur over."

Yes, how can such a battle of death in vain not be pleasant? Storm heavy machines with a rate of fire of 400 to 600 rounds per minute, Fire Phoenix with a rate of fire of 600 to 800 rounds per minute, 75 mountain guns with a rate of fire of 10 to 15 rounds per minute, mortars with a rate of fire of 20 to 25 rounds per minute, and cavalry with a rate of fire of 40 to 50 kilometers per hour, how can they not be fast? How could such a miracle be created without an unimaginable faith fanaticism? Well, it's a miracle, it's an unbreakable record, and it will go down in history.

Half an hour later, Tabacus was left with only a complete head, and the upside-down face was not a charming smile or an ugly hideousness, but a pure childlike smile. Perhaps the moment of death is the happiest moment in Tabac's life!

Babur came, with mixed feelings, to this land that was filled with a stench. As they passed through the ink-stained land, the horses stopped uneasily and kept retreating. The acid water in Babur's stomach was rising, and an irresistible chill almost made him turn around and flee in a hurry!

From a distance, it looks like a black Gobi Desert, but when I got closer, I found that the dense stuff of things like stones was actually pieces of meat of various shapes! As soon as I stepped on it, it was like stepping on a spring mattress, and it was slightly undulating up and down. A large amount of minced meat that has been trampled into minced flesh, mixed with countless coagulated blood, stirred by the horse's hooves, and absorbed by the soil to form such a unique hellish surface.

Babur stood at the edge of the land filled with countless remnants, and did not move for a long time. It took a long time before he left a sentence, "This is a cursed demon land!" After finishing speaking, he endured the discomfort between his chest and abdomen, turned over his horse, and made a detour!

From this day on, wolves and ghosts howled day and night here, and no grass grows. From this day on, the stench of the sky has not dissipated, and no one dares to pass by here, and it has truly become a dead place! A hundred years later, the years have erased all traces, and suddenly it has become a flower

The ocean is particularly open and gorgeous, but no one dares to approach it. Later, the Ming Empire erected a stone monument here, and built a Taoist temple to suppress it, and all abnormalities slowly disappeared.

Babur finally came to the camp of the Ming army, and finally met Hua Houwei, who dominated all this. Babur, who was defeated by this battle, had no arrogance at all. He bowed respectfully, and introduced himself in a dry voice: "Babur, a survivor of the Timurid Empire, has come to meet His Royal Highness the Prince of the Ming Empire."

Hua Houwei's voice seemed to come from outside the sky, distant but with a brilliant atmosphere: "Babur, the Timurid Empire is already history. However, Timur used to be friendly with the Ming Dynasty, and Lone will not be harsh with you. Arise, religious fanaticism is terrible, but it is also needed. I met you today to talk to you about the future of the Mughal Empire. I believe that you have understood the truth and will not do anything irrational. Ismaili Shah, please explain to Babur in detail."

"There may be more later, don't you expect?"