The army of the Rocco Kingdom returned very quickly, and in less than 5 days, the rescue army felt Jerusalem. Whew

The Ming army did not break its promise, and directly handed over the supply of eighty artillery pieces and Ruo** shells to the other party.

And it's at a good price.

This matter was decided by Zheng He.

In Zheng He's words: If you want the dog to work hard, you have to throw more bones, and besides, people are coming back to block the wall, and if we don't win, we will have to go on our own.

Zheng He has fully exerted Zhu Zhangui's thoughts, if the war can be solved with cannonballs, don't fill it with your own lives, if you really can't avoid it, then use money and interests to tempt others to work for us.

The commander of the army who received the weapons and equipment of Luo Ke returned to the reinforcement army, but he was happy to see his eyebrows, shouted that Mingluo was friendly, and after resting for a long time, he took his army with a fierce attitude and went to fight with Aoqi's skills.

"Which of the two of them do you think will win?" Whew

On the walls of Jerusalem, all the Ming troops who had no task came to the city walls to watch the battle, pointing at the opposing front of the two armies in the distance, and from time to time put forward their own ideas and suggestions.

The same is true of his soldiers, as well as Qi Yuan, who is the commander, and Saxuer, the plenipotentiary representative of the Ming West.

Holding a telescope and looking at the two battle lines in the distance, Saxuer didn't understand war, so he asked Qi Yuan, who was also holding a telescope next to him.

"It's hard to say!"

Qi Yuan shook his head, retracted his binoculars and commented, "Although the Rocco army uses weapons produced by our Ming Dynasty, and the soldiers are also trained by us, their morale and military spirit are very poor."

"It's okay to fight a tailwind fight, but if you suffer too many casualties, or if you hit a hard bone, you may collapse at any time."

"As far as I know, this Ottoman army on the other side is the direct army of the Ottoman king Omurad, and since Omurad ascended the throne, he has followed him to fight in the north and south, and has fought many wars." Whew

"Its commander, Ochbenri, is known as the Wolf King of the Desert in his empire, and has great insight and the ability to command troops."

"Its own characteristic is that it is good at grasping the enemy's weak points, and then breaking them in one fell swoop, completely defeating the enemy, and achieving the final victory in the war."

"I'm sorry for the guy Rocco sent."

Qi Yuan shrugged his shoulders, "I haven't heard of his name, his record is even more unheard of, and I have a very bad impression when I see him, so I judge that he is a guy who relies on sycophants to get to the top."

"So I conclude that the odds of an Ottoman victory are seventy percent, and that of the Rocco army is only thirty percent, and that is with the weapons we have given him."

"If we hadn't given him the weaponry, his odds would have been less than 100!"

Hearing such a thorough analysis, Saxuer gave Qi Yuan a thumbs up. Whew

At the same time, he thought in his heart, no wonder the other party would be sent overseas to lead the army alone, and with this observation and judgment alone, he threw off ordinary generals a lot.

"Shall we pull him when necessary?"

The Rocco Kingdom is now an ally of the Ming Dynasty, and Saxuer considered that if his side saw that the other party was defeated and did not make a move, I am afraid it would be difficult to explain to Rocco's side.

Qi Yuan smiled slightly, "Don't worry, everything has me, and I will make a move then."

This morning, Qi Yuan received a telegram of appointment from the imperial court.

Since the morning, he is no longer an ordinary corps commander of the Marine Corps, but the commander-in-chief of the Daming Marine Corps.

Before the outbreak of the future war, he will command all the troops in the west, including the five army corps that will be supported in the future, under his command. Whew

Zhu Zhangui also instructed him that if the army of the Rocco dynasty was defeated, he could directly take over its army and establish a defensive line in Jerusalem and other directions to block the Ottoman attack.

Of course, this order is not absolute, Zhu Zhangui only gave him a general direction, as for how to fight and how to fight, he needs to judge for himself.

If he has the ability to hit the Ottoman directly

collapsed, and then captured the whole of Ottoman, and the court would not blame him for moving troops without permission.

Of course, if he starts a war without authorization and is defeated later, then he will be fully responsible.

How to fight the war in the future, Qi Yuan is still thinking about it, but the defense line in Jerusalem and other places is already under his consideration.

As a general, he will be defeated before he fights, no matter how he tosses in the future, he must hold the canal and Jerusalem.

Otherwise, if the previous war was not won, and these two places were lost, then he Qi Yuan would be the eternal sinner of the Ming Dynasty. Whew

"Toot toot toot..."

The sound of the trumpet in the distance awakened Qi Yuan, who was thinking.

He looked up and saw that the two regiments in the distance had already set up their formations and were ready to start the battle.

"Boom... Rumble... Rumble... Boom..."

The Kingdom of Rocco took the lead in attacking.

The commander of the Rocco Kingdom, who has sufficient logistics, doesn't care about any savings at all.

Eighty artillery pieces lined up and launched a barrage of bombardment against the Ottoman regiments on the opposite side. Whew

"Fool!"

Looking at the artillery arrayed in a row, Qi Yuan couldn't help but curse secretly.

He couldn't figure out whether this officer would fight or not, and whose artillery would gather together.

If the enemy sends out cavalry, desperately breaks through the battle line, and comes up to block all your artillery holes, won't it be the end of the calf?

Although he was very suspicious of this general's combat command ability, Qi Yuan did not say anything.

The things belong to others, and they have already paid for them, and they can use them however they want, it's none of his business.

Although he didn't want to interfere with the other party's command, Qi Yuan still made preparations. Whew

He turned his head to the adjutant beside him and said, "Inform the artillery battalion to target the artillery corps of the Rocco Kingdom, and I will immediately open fire and destroy them all as soon as I give the order."

"Yes!"

The adjutant saluted and turned to inform the artillery battalion to begin preparations.

"What are you?"

Saxu'er, who heard the order all the time, looked at Qi Yuan suspiciously.

"I am worried that he will not be able to hold this artillery position, and in order to prevent the enemy from seizing these artillery, he will turn his head against us, so I must destroy him all before it is lost."

"I see." Sashel nodded, and then said with some confusion, "Then why don't you just remind him." Whew

Qi Yuan chuckled, raised his binoculars, looked at the battlefield with the rumbling of artillery in the distance, and said lightly, "Remind him, do you think he will listen to me?"

"Some people don't blush without touching their heads, and they never know what regret is."

"Your kind reminder will not only not make this kind of person vigilant, but will also think that you are nosy with rats."

Sashel opened her mouth to stop talking, raised her binoculars, and looked at the battlefield in the distance.

The wealthy Rocco regiment carried out an artillery bombardment for half an hour.

What is puzzling is that the Ottoman regiment on the opposite side withstood the artillery bombardment and did not launch a return fire, and even retreated a mile at the last moment.

"Hahaha... What an elite legion, isn't it like this, the whole army marches." Whew

The fat man who commanded the Rocco legion, when he saw the elite Ottoman legion on the opposite side, was hit by his own artillery and retreated again and again, and proudly pinched his fat waist and laughed.

When the last cannon sound stopped, the fat man pulled out the knife at his waist with great difficulty, swung it forward, and ordered the forward army to attack.

The vanguard corps, having received the order, slowly advanced with the marching song.

"Drop... Drip... Drip... Knock knock knock... Boom..."

This piece is very light, and at the same time there is an inexplicable force that pushes the hearts of the people.

The song came from far away from the battlefield, and the Ming soldiers on the city wall also hummed softly.

This piece was composed by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and the name is the March of the Line Infantry, and the nickname is the Happy Song of the Great Qing Dynasty. Whew

When the Ming army used line infantry to attack the phalanx, the army was adjusted

That's the song for the footsteps.

It's a pity that Daming's equipment was updated too quickly, and this piece was relegated to the second line before it was put on the battlefield, and became a daily performance song, or a military music marching song.

Later, the Ming soldiers came to the Rocco Kingdom and passed on this song when they trained these Egyptian soldiers.

So the current Rocco legionnaires, when they attack, will play this tune to adjust the ranks and steps of the army.

Although the soldiers of the Rocco Legion couldn't understand why they had to bring a band to fight, they had to say that this song was really good, and the rhythm was very clear, as long as they followed the drum beat, the team would not go across.

"Adjust your formation and prepare for battle!"

The Rocco corps attacked, and the Ottoman army stopped retreating. Whew

An officer holds his saber horizontally and asks the soldiers to line up while they begin to reload.

This Ottoman regiment was worthy of the elite, and with the order, in less than 10 breaths, it was loaded with ammunition and ready to shoot.

Ottoman regiments, modifications of the three-column firing phalanx.

They felt that it was a waste of time for the soldiers to retreat to the rear after shooting and then let the rear come forward to fill the position.

Therefore, it was adjusted to a four-row queue, with the elite shooters in front and the three rows behind them tasked with loading the shooters who were shooting.

In this way, the attack will not stop, and the enemy will always be under fire under fire.

The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, and the Ottoman soldiers who were ready looked at the Rocco army that was slowly advancing in a neat queue on the opposite side, and their heads were confused. Whew

They don't understand how much the people of the Rocco Kingdom like music, and they don't forget to bring a band to the battlefield when they fight.

But even though they thought so, they had to admit that this song was really good, and even some soldiers subconsciously hummed along.

"Silence, get ready!"

The officer, who was walking back and forth in front of the queue, heard a soldier humming after him, and glared at the soldier fiercely.

The soldier shrunk his neck in embarrassment, and hurriedly looked ahead without squinting, ready for battle.

300 meters, 200 meters, 150 meters, 100 meters...

Both sides quickly reached the effective firing range of the guns. Whew

The expected attack of the Rocco army did not come, and the Ottoman army on the opposite side still aimed their guns at them.

"Keep going!"

An officer of the Rocco Legion, looking at the rows of black holes on the opposite side, swallowed his spit secretly, and ordered the troops that had slowed down to move on.

At this time, the disadvantage of poor psychological quality is revealed.

Facing the enemy's guns, facing the danger of death, people will be afraid.

Some of the soldiers with poor psychological quality in the Rocco Vanguard Legion began to weaken their legs.

If it weren't for the push of his teammates behind him and the stern eyes of the officer, I'm afraid he would have been unable to walk now. Whew

The distance between the two sides was 80 meters, and the Ottoman army still did not attack.

The hit rate of the flintlock pistol is really bad, don't look at the short distance of only 80 meters, but once it flies out of the chamber, I don't know where it can hit.

So the Ottoman army set a standard for firing, and that was a distance of 60 meters.

After rigorous training, the Ottoman army, which had already developed a strong psychological quality, did not have any mental pressure on them at a distance of 180 meters.

The elite Ottoman legion can withstand this pressure, but the Loco legion can't withstand it.

Facing the muzzle of the black hole, and the eyes of the enemy on the other side as if they were looking at a dead man, some soldiers finally broke down mentally.

One of the younger soldiers, finally fed up with the pressure of death, roared, raised his flintlock pistol, and pulled the trigger in the opposite direction. Whew

"Bang..."

The smoke of gunfire rang out with the sound of gunshots, and a bullet flew out of the chamber and quickly flew towards the opposite side.

Unfortunately, this shot missed, and the bullet hit the sand in front of the Ottoman regiments, sending up a wisp of dust.

But as the saying goes, a thousand miles of are destroyed in an anthill.

It didn't matter if this soldier fired, but his shot was like toppling dominoes, and the Roco Vanguard Legion, which was extremely nervous, herded the sheep directly after this shot.

"Bang bang bang..."

The ranks came to an abrupt halt, and the sound of gunfire, accompanied by gunsmoke, spread throughout the battlefield. Whew

In addition to the sound of gunfire on the battlefield, the Ottoman regiments on the opposite side rang out with screams.

The weapons used by the Rocco Legion were not studied by the Westerners themselves, they were all retired from the Ming army.

Although these guns were used for some time, their performance did not deteriorate much.

Coupled with the change of gunpowder, the effective lethality has already exceeded 100 meters.

A chaotic burst of gunfire rang out, and the Ottoman legions waiting in line on the opposite side fell in patches like wheat being harvested.

"Damn!"

"Damn!" Whew

The same scolding sounded at the same time in the two military formations.

The curse on the side of the Rocco Legion was because the entire battle formation was completely disrupted.

And there was a curse on the other side, because they didn't expect that the flintlock pistol that Da Ming equipped for Rocco's army would perform so well.

However, at this time, it was too late to regret it, and the two parties issued the next order at the same time.

"10 meters forward and ready to attack!"

"2nd Row Shoot!"

The Ottoman Legion gave the order to advance forward, and the Rocco Legion saw that the battle had begun, and did not continue to advance, and directly gave the order to start the battle. Whew

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Rows of gunfire rang out continuously, and the advancing Ottoman legionnaires kept falling.

But the Ottoman regiment did not retreat, someone fell in front, and someone immediately filled the place of the person in front of him.

In just 10 meters of advance, the Ottoman regiment, at least a thousand men, fell to the ground, either wailing for death or pain.

"Fire!"

"Platoon 1, fire!"

At a distance of 60 meters, the advance of the Ottoman regiments stopped, and the commander, brandishing his knife with red eyes, loudly gave the order to open fire. Whew

On the other side, the Rocco Legion had already fought a round, and the soldiers in the first row who fired chaotically just now had already loaded their ammunition at this time.

Both sides ordered the attack almost at the same time.

"Bang bang bang..."

Thick gunpowder smoke rose on both sides at the same time, and projectiles roared towards the opposite side, and some even collided in the air, splashing sparks.

"Puff puff puff ......"

Brilliant blood flowers bloomed in the two military formations, and life became the most worthless thing at this moment.

"Free fire!" Whew

When the first platoon fired a volley, the Ottoman side gave the order to fire freely.

The Ottoman soldiers, who had already changed to a new gun, pulled the trigger again when the other side was chaotically changing formations.

The poor 2nd row of Rocco legionnaires directly collided with the oncoming rain of bullets, instantly suffering a large number of casualties.

"Don't fight... If you don't fight, run, you can't beat them!"

After suffering two rounds of heavy blows in a row, the Roco Legion, which was already unstable in morale, collapsed in an instant.

Ignoring the officer's orders, they turned around and ran to the rear.

"Damn it, bastard, all stop... Stop—"

The officers shouted insults, prevented the blocking soldiers from escaping, and fired into the air threatening the soldiers to return to combat positions.

It's a pity that the Ottoman regiments didn't give them a chance.

When King Roco *** officials

As soon as the soldiers were stopped, the shouts of threats had just shocked the soldiers, and a new round of Ottoman fire arrived.

The flower of death unfolded in the military formation again, and the Rocco legionnaires, who had collapsed in their hearts, screamed and roared and pushed away the officers, and ran to the rear of the formation without their lives.

"The cavalry regiment attacked, taking advantage of the opponent's confusion to enter the opponent's artillery position and destroy their artillery."

Ochburn, who commanded the army to fight on a sand dune, saw the Rocco army on the opposite side collapse, and his face, which had been cold for several days, smiled, and gave the order he had planned for a long time.

Whew