My dear King Rocco, I have to tell you with regret that the support force you have sent has completely collapsed at noon today.

In this regard, while deeply sympathetic, there are also some questions, and I hope you can give us an explanation.

In order for your country to defeat the demons and achieve victory, we have sent you the best officers and used the best weapons for you.

But tell me why your army was so miserably defeated, and if it were not for our Daming general, who struck at a critical moment, I am afraid that your supporting troops would have gone to the arms of Allah at this time.

Of course, they had another option, which was to raise their hands and sing songs, and happily enter the Ottoman prisoner camp.

In the face of the Ottoman army, they had almost no resistance, and after only a few rounds of fire, they were beaten to pieces by the Ottoman army.

Oh, sorry, maybe I should have made it clearer, they didn't even weigh two rounds, and they were beaten by the Ottoman army.

It's hard for us to believe that this is the elite troops you sent, and if all of your elite troops are like this, then your ordinary army we dare not imagine how bad it will be.

For this reason, we have raised serious doubts about your ability to command and select talents, and we are very skeptical that in this war against the Ottomans, the Rocco Legion you represent can achieve the final victory.

Therefore, we have given you a choice, that is, our general will command your troops and fight against the Ottoman demons.

Of course, this is just an offer we have made, and you can choose to decline it.

But finally, as your good friend, I have to remind you that if your Rocco Kingdom is very defeated in this war and can't even protect your own homeland, it will be possible for us to consider dissolving the alliance with your Rocco Kingdom.

The Ming lived as a Western envoy, Hamra. Satchel!

As one of the generals finished reading the telegram from Jerusalem, the whole horde fell into a deathly silence.

All the generals lowered their heads, not daring to look at Rocco, whose face was difficult to see.

"Bastard, damn Shar, you deserve to go to Infernal Hell."

As the general finished reading the telegram, Rocco rushed forward angrily, grabbed the telegram and tore it to pieces, and threw it down the tent door.

He wanted to scold Da Ming, but he saw a few Ming observers sitting there in the corner tent drinking tea with their heads bowed and grilling lamb skewers.

Rationally switched the target of the words he was about to scold, and locked on the fat commander he sent out.

Rocco's venting, none of the people present dared to speak, and could only quietly listen to the king's curses and curses.

I don't know how long later, Rocco sat back in his chair tiredly, and looked at everyone:

"That guy in Ochiben has come to us with the rest of his troops. I need a general to step up and lead the warriors of our valiant Rocco kingdom to send this group of damned demons to hell, and who of you wants to take this errand. ”

The big tent was quiet, no one catered to him, and even when he looked at it, he subconsciously lowered his head.

"You cowards, your courage and audacity are not worthy of the title I have given you!"

Rocco erupted again, pointing at the generals with their heads down, and spat out again.

But what's the use of scolding, no one wants to stand up, even if he just scolds his throat, it's useless.

In fact, he could understand the thoughts of these generals, Ochie was a well-known general in the Ottoman Empire, and his command ability was second to none in the Ottoman Empire.

This kind of famous general, before the enemy, the morale will be suppressed by half, if you are not sure of victory, do not lead several times the army, no one will dare to be an opponent with him.

According to the information from the Ming Dynasty, the army in the hands of Aoqi was at least 13,400 people.

If Rocco wants to exterminate this army, without the leadership of a good general, at least 4~50,000 troops are needed to defeat it with confidence.

The army in Rocco's hands was only about 200,000.

During this period of war, nearly 10,000 people were killed and wounded, and the 40,000 troops sent back to support Jerusalem a few days ago did not return a single one.

This is reduced before and after, and the army in Rocco's hands is less than 160,000, and if you subtract those logistically supported troops, he will have 1230,000 troops in his hands.

If 4~50,000 troops are sent to deal with Ochbenri, then let Roko take something to fight against the upcoming Ottoman main army.

"Your Majesty, it may be difficult for us to win in the field, and I heard that the Ming side has begun to form a defensive line in Jerusalem and on the other side of the canal. Perhaps I think we should consider the idea of retreating to Jerusalem to rest and recuperate, and then fighting the Ottomans when we have enough troops. ”

I don't know how long it took for an elderly minister to finally open his mouth and say what he thought.

Rocco looked at the man angrily, and when he saw that it was his uncle, he withdrew his angry gaze.

"What about the others!"

Generals, you look at me, I look at you, and finally locked my eyes on a gray-haired veteran at the front.

Rocco also looked at him, "General Hani, what do you think we should do?" ”

From the meeting to the present, Hani, who has closed his eyes and rested throughout the whole process, heard Rocco's inquiry, slowly opened his eyes, glanced at everyone, and then said slowly: "I was against this war at the beginning, although our country is strong in weapons and equipment, but in terms of military morale, it is still much inferior to the Ottomans. ”

"Coupled with the lack of troops, it is completely a wrong choice to fight against the Ottomans at the moment."

"Don't say the previous words, we don't have a choice."

Seeing that the veteran was about to talk about it again, Rocco impatiently stretched out his hand to interrupt him and asked him to directly name the key points.

Hani nodded slightly, not caring about His Majesty the King's interruptions, and continued to everyone: "In the field war, although we have the advantage in weapons, our soldiers are not familiar with this way of fighting, if we fight against the main Ottoman army, even if we win, we will suffer heavy losses. ”

"This is not the result we want, even if we win the Ottomans, there is a Timur on the sidelines."

"So I feel like we should play to our strengths."

"Our strengths?" Rocco's eyes lit up slightly, and he looked at Hani.

Nodding slightly, Hani got up and said to everyone: "Our weapons are strong, and with the support of the Ming Dynasty, there will be a steady stream of logistics." ”

"As long as we put a strong line somewhere, we will be rock solid in the line."

After speaking, he looked at Rocco, "Your Majesty, the task given to us by the Ming Dynasty is only to start a war with the Ottoman Empire, but it does not let us attack the Ottomans. ”

"Therefore, as long as we fight with the Ottomans, drag down their main army, and make their country's economic production unsustainable, we have completed the task given to us by the Ming Dynasty."

Roco's eyes grew brighter and brighter when he heard this.

Yes, Daming just asked him to go to war with the Ottomans and slow down the development of the Ottoman Empire, but did not say that he would attack the Ottomans.

Haney was right, why did he have to hit the other party stupidly.

Now that the other party has come out, why don't you set up a line of defense, and then rely on the logistics supply of the Ming Dynasty, and slowly fight a war of attrition with the Ottoman Empire on the opposite side.

Rocco believed that with all kinds of advanced weapons and a steady stream of support, the Ottoman Empire would be held back by them.

As long as the Ottoman army is held back, won't the task of the Ming Dynasty be completed.

Thinking of this, Rocco slapped the table hard, "Okay, let's follow this method." ”

As he spoke, he stood up and said to everyone: "Inform the whole army to withdraw from the camp, and we will retreat to Jerusalem and set up a defensive line 50 miles away. ”

The Ming observer, who was drinking tea and eating snacks on the side, did not speak during the whole process, and when he heard Rocco's decision, he put down the teacup in his hand, got up and walked outside.

Rocco also ignored the other party, and ordered his officers to retreat around Jerusalem as quickly as possible, before the main Ottoman army arrived.

Soon, the order to pull out the camp was passed down, and the Rocco soldiers, who had long been afraid of the Ottoman legion, cleaned up quickly, and they were almost packed before dark.

Now as long as you wait for tomorrow morning, you can go home happily.

"Boom la la ......"

In the middle of the night, a carrier pigeon flew out of a tent and disappeared into the dark night.

Fifty miles away from the Rocco Legion, a large military camp was stationed.

At the center of the camp, Omurad, dressed in civilian clothes, was discussing the battle plan with his generals.

"Your Majesty, a secret letter has been served!"

A personal guard walked in from outside, holding a carrier pigeon in his hand, and handed it to Omurad.

Looking at the things tied to the pigeon's legs, Omrad's eyes lit up slightly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he personally reached out and took down the bamboo tube on the carrier pigeon, and poured out a strip of white cloth inside.

The above content is simple, just a simple sentence.

"The order to retreat has been issued, and the soldiers have no intention of fighting!"

After reading the above, the smile on the corner of Omrad's mouth became even stronger.

Throwing the strip of cloth into the brazier, Omurad waved at the generals who had stopped talking and looked at him: "Harald! ”

"Your Majesty!"

A thick, bearded man stepped forward and saluted Omurad.

"You immediately set out with the cavalry legion, bypass the camp of the Rocco legion, and prepare for a surprise attack."

"As soon as the Rocco Legion is in disarray, attack immediately."

"Your Majesty!"

Harald stroked his chest and saluted, then turned to walk out and lead the team out.

"Wait a minute!"

As they were about to leave the tent, Omurad called out to him again.

Harald immediately turned around and respectfully awaited Omurad's command.

"Their new artillery fighting vehicles are placed in the direction of the rear camp of the army, and once you attack, take this rocket artillery fighting vehicle camp."

"If we have the time and opportunity, we can also take their artillery camps and warehouses, there are a lot of good things there, and it will be of great help to us."

Harald nodded, and seeing that Omurad had not commanded, he turned and left the camp and began to gather the cavalry and set off.

After waiting for the cavalry generals to leave, Omurad said to the remaining waiting generals: "Chika, you lead your legion to protect our baggage logistics, and the others will immediately set off in an army, and you must reach the outside of the Rocco camp before dawn and prepare for an attack." ”

"Obey Your Majesty, the Ottomans will win!"

Looking at the departing generals, Omurad hummed a tune, turned and walked to the equipment rack, and began to put on his armor.

Since they had received the order to retreat, many soldiers of the Rocco Legion did not sleep all night in excitement, and did not feel a trace of sleepiness until dawn.

The soldiers can't sleep, and the soldiers on duty are different.

Looking to the east in the distance, there was already a faint white light, and a soldier who had been guarding all night yawned, glanced at the officer who was sleeping soundly in the grass, and then secretly leaned against the fence, closed his eyes and narrowed.

Anyway, the night will be fine, the sky will soon be bright, and you will have to hurry later, and if you don't rest for a while, you will be left behind.

Left behind in the desert Gobi and without water and food, they have no other result than death.

"Whoa..."

The sound of sand grinding faintly came, and instead of waking the sleeping guards, it was like a lullaby that made him sleep more soundly.

A mile away from Rocco's camp, countless heavily armed Ottoman soldiers slowly advanced, staring at the camp in the distance.

To be honest, the Ottoman soldiers were also very surprised to get so close.

They couldn't imagine what a rotten army could have such a rotten vigilance.

If this is the Ottoman army, there will be patrol posts more than ten miles away from the camp, and it will definitely not let the enemy get closer to the camp for more than a mile and have not yet discovered the situation.

The army of the Croco Kingdom has done this, and you can imagine how bad this army is.

"Whew!"

Heavy breathing came out of Omurad's mouth, and he looked at the slightly lit camp in the distance, grabbed a handful of sand and rubbed his hands.

"Tell the soldiers to rest for a while, and when the first rays of sunlight shine on the earth, they will attack immediately."

Omurad's order was quickly passed on, and the soldiers, who had been running for most of the night, heard the order to rest, and carefully took out the dry food and water they carried with them to replenish their strength.

After eating and drinking, the white mangs in the east are getting more and more prosperous.

The well-fed and well-fed Ottoman soldiers, clutching their weapons in their hands, stared at the camp in the distance.

"Whew!"

The first rays of sunlight broke through the darkness of heaven and earth and projected on this golden desert land.

"Whoa!"

Omurad got up, looked at the Rocco camp in the distance and still had no reaction, his face was full of sneers, he pulled out the knife at his waist and swung it forward, giving the order to attack.

The sun shone behind Omurad, and this moment made him feel like a god.

The Ottoman soldiers, who had been waiting for a long time, got up one after another under the gestures of the officers, and rushed towards the Rocco military camp.

"Bell, bell..."

Tens of thousands of troops rushed in unison, and their voices and scenes were magnificent.

With such a loud voice and such a loud movement, although the discipline and combat effectiveness of the army on the side of the Rocco military camp are a little worse, they are not deaf and blind.

In addition, the army of the Ottoman Empire stood in the direction of the rising sun.

People have a habit of subconsciously taking a look at the sun when it rises in the morning.

And at this glance, I happened to see the Ottoman army with the golden sun on their backs, rushing towards them like a tide.