"Your Majesty King Rocco, I'm right, your great general can't be trusted!"

On a sentry tower in the Rocco military camp, Rocco, who was wearing a soldier's uniform, looked at the Ottoman legions rushing in the distance, and his teeth were clucking.

Late last night, the leader of the Daming Observation Mission found him and told him that his general had betrayed him.

At first, Luo Ke didn't believe it, thinking that it was Da Ming's side, and felt that Hani proposed the idea of retreating, disrupting Da Ming's plan and wanting to kill Hani.

But the leader's words didn't look like lying, and Rocco struggled for a long time, and finally agreed to take precautions.

Late last night, under the pretext of having something to discuss, he called Hani over and brought him under control.

Then he transferred Hani's personal guards out late at night and asked them to return to Jerusalem to prepare.

After arranging everything and sending some waste soldiers to keep vigil, Rocco ordered the legion to be on guard.

But it was the middle of the night, and seeing that the sky was almost dawn, there was no movement outside the camp.

However, just when Rocco thought that he had been deceived by the Ming Dynasty, the spies he sent out came back to report that the Ottoman army was approaching the camp.

Hearing this news, Luo Ke was shocked at the time, and at the same time secretly glad that he listened to Da Ming's words, otherwise he would have suffered a heavy loss today.

Knowing that the Ottoman Legion was coming, the first thought in Rocco's mind was to vacate the barracks, and then hide somewhere else, so that the Ottoman Legions would fall into the barracks, surround them from the outside and hit the other side fiercely.

But as soon as he put forward this idea, he was rejected by the leader of Daming.

In the words of the leader, the area was already full of Ottoman spies, who would be spotted by the slightest movement.

Not only will hiding not work, but you will even miss the opportunity to inflict heavy damage on the enemy.

The leader suggested to Rocco that he set up an ambush in the barracks, and when the enemy approached the barracks unsuspectingly, he would strike with all his might and inflict heavy casualties.

After the traitor incident, Luo Ke, who had already trusted Daming, the leader, agreed without saying a word, and asked the other party to command this ambush operation.

The leader who received Qi Yuan's telegram naturally did not refuse, and directly took over the command of Rocco's army and began to mobilize troops to set up an ambush in the battalion.

The distance of more than a mile was nothing more than a matter of breath for the charging Ottoman regiments.

The elite legion that rushed to the front, the first one approached the Rocco legion.

Looking at the guards of the Rocco Legion who were so frightened that they fled, and the Ottoman legionnaires who ran on the front line, they laughed excitedly.

However, before their laughter fell, a soldier who was running in the front, not knowing what he had stepped on, only heard a click sound around him, and several small iron buckets suddenly ejected from the ground, and then suddenly exploded in the stunned eyes of the soldiers.

In an instant, screams were repeated, and blood mist filled the air.

A distance of dozens of meters was instantly shrouded by this mine net, and hundreds of Ottoman soldiers, covering their wounded lower bodies or other positions, fell to the ground in a miserable howl.

But that's just the beginning.

With the explosion of the jumping thunder buried outside, several large camps surrounded by tents in various positions of the camp were pushed away by soldiers who had waited all night without sleeping, and hundreds of artillery pieces hidden everywhere revealed their hideous muzzles.

"Fire the gun, blow up these damn bastards!"

With the order of the artillery commander, the artillery, which had long been loaded with ammunition, started a frenzied roar.

Cannonballs whistled out, plowing bloody paths through the charging Ottoman crowd.

The tents in the camp were lifted one by one, and groups of heavily armed soldiers rushed out of the tents with a roar, and under the cover of cold weapon hands, they launched a crazy shot at the Ottoman regiments who were already dumbfounded, but still subconsciously charged.

"Bang bang bang... Boom Boom..."

The quiet morning was instantly broken by the sound of gunfire, and the Ottoman army, which rushed up completely unprepared, was beaten head-on.

"Damn, you've been tricked!"

Omrad was furious and punched the sand.

But at this time, the arrow had to be fired, and if you retreat at this time, the losses will be heavier.

"Blow the trumpet, don't stop, rush up and rush up."

"Their morale is weak, as long as we rush in, the victory will be ours."

Omurad is worthy of being a fierce man, he is well aware of the weakness of the Rocco legion, and directly ordered the soldiers to rush in desperately against the crazy attack from the opposite side.

However, the nightmare has only just begun.

"Woo woo woo ......"

As the fierce battle began, the rocket artillery regiment stationed in the big tent in the center of the Rocco Legion also joined in this crazy performance.

Rockets flew out with a howling sound of ghosts and wolves, dragging thick tail flames, and smashed heavily into the Ottoman army.

The Rocco Legion has 10 rocket carts, each with 12 rockets, and 10 fired together, which is 120 rockets.

120 rockets, exploding in an area, how terrifying their lethality.

You must know that the power of this rocket produced by Daming is no worse than that of about 200 artillery shells in later generations.

More than 120 artillery shells of about 200 caliber smashed into an area, and their lethality was like purgatory on earth.

The area covered by the rockets was barely left with anyone standing up after the explosion.

Omrad's eyes were cracked, and his mouth full of steel teeth was about to be crushed.

There was half a legion in that area, nearly four or five thousand soldiers, and all the effort was gone in the blink of an eye.

"Bastard, rush up, rush up!"

Omurad angrily pushed away the officer who was holding him, and yelled at the herald next to him.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The herald, trembling with fright, did not dare to disobey Omurad's order, turned to face the attacking legion, and sounded the order to attack with all his might.

Omurad could not have imagined that this order he gave in anger would cost him tens of thousands of men.

"Heavy machine gunners enter position!"

Looking at the Ottoman soldiers who rushed up desperately, a Ming officer of the observation group saw that the flintlock muskeliers in front of him were a little overwhelmed, and waved his hand to give an order to a group of soldiers beside him.

After many considerations, Da Ming still gave the heavy machine gun to Rocco.

However, there are strict rules.

The Heavy Machine Gun Legion was only loaned to Rocco, and it was stipulated that when Da Ming felt that Rocco could not use the heavy machine gun, he would take it back directly.

And the rental price is ridiculously expensive, even more expensive than buying it in a month.

And it is also required that the use of heavy machine guns must be under the observation of the Ming officers, and if they are out of sight, the Ming has the right to take them back immediately.

Although there are so many strict rules for this weapon, Rocco, who is familiar with the horror of this weapon, gritted his teeth and agreed, and directly rented 20 heavy machine guns.

Da Ming's side did not refute, and directly pulled out 20 machine guns from the army and transported them together with the first batch of supplies.

After being at war with the Ottoman Empire for so long, Locke has been hiding these 20 big killing weapons useless, just waiting for the opportunity to kill them today.

Now that the opportunity he had been waiting for had finally come, it would surely make the Ottomans drink a pot hard.

With the order of the officer in charge of commanding the heavy machine gun, under the supervision of 20 Ming soldiers, the soldiers of the Rocco Legion carried a heavy machine gun and ammunition to the preset position.

The Ottomans are the most powerful empire in the West at present, not only with strong military strength, but also with the fighting and willpower of their soldiers, which is not comparable to that of ordinary countries.

If other countries had suffered such a large number of casualties and such a strong blow, it would have run away a long time ago.

However, the determined Ottomans, who had no intention of retreating, heard the clarion call of an all-out attack from the rear, and one by one gritted their teeth, red eyes, and let out angry roars.

Omurad's guess was correct.

The Rocco Legion, which was not determined to fight, was intimidated by the momentum of the Ottoman Legion, and the battle position instantly became chaotic.

The flintlock musketeers, who had been moving in an orderly manner, had already begun to become confused.

Many soldiers were so nervous that after firing their guns, they turned around and ran backwards to continue reloading their ammunition, regardless of whether their guns had been fired or not.

But no matter how good the guns are, they can't bear such a charge, not to mention that these guns are still retired from the Ming Dynasty, and there are many weapons that have been used for several years.

As a result, they loaded more than one medicine, pulled the trigger again, and blew up directly.

Coupled with the fact that the Ottomans were charging and shooting at the same time, the Rocco army, which was originally in the upper hand, began to retreat one after another.

"Kill!"

The first group of Ottoman legionnaires, under the hail of bullets from the Rocco legion, rushed outside the fence of the camp.

The Ottoman soldiers, dodging bullets from the opposite side, fired back at their partners who were covering the destruction of the fence.

The desert Gobi is already scarce of wood, and the fence defense on the periphery of the Rocco Legion is actually just a spectacle.

As the Ottoman legionnaires cut down and pushed down, the fence was torn down in pieces, and the last bit of defense of the Rocco army was completely opened.

"Kill!"

The soldiers of the Ottoman legion, armed with bayonets, rushed towards the retreating Rocco legion when they were angry.

"Fire!"

Seeing the heavy machine-gun positions where the enemy was swarming and had been hidden in the main passages, he instantly let out an angry roar.

"Da Da Da..."

The tongue of fire beat wildly, and the flames spewed out from the muzzle of the gun turned into the whip of death that harvested human lives, frantically strangling one life after another.

The Ottoman legionnaires, who rushed up like a tidal wave, fell to the ground in pieces.

At this moment, all the courage and all the blood were all in vain.

They saw only the crazy tongue of fire in their eyes, and only the non-stop crazy shooting in their ears, and the wails of their partners before they died.

"What is this!"

Omurad, who had not yet received the letter from Och's skills, looked at the frantically whipped tongue of fire, his body stiffened in place, and his eyes widened in shock.

It wasn't until this moment that he found out.

The so-called stratagems, the so-called ingenuity, have become so ridiculous in the face of this absolutely crushing force.

"Retreat!"

Seeing groups of soldiers rushing forward and knocking them to the ground, Omurad stumbled violently and almost fell to the ground.

His eyes looked directly at the battlefield in the distance, helpless, angry, and more desperate.

Finally, he closed his eyes and gave the order to retreat to the Ottoman general next to him.

He couldn't figure it out?

Why did the sneak attack, which was clearly bound to win, be fought like this?

It was Hani who deceived him.

The first thought in Omurad's mind was that Hani of the Rocco Kingdom had deceived him.

Thinking of the handle that the other party was pinched in his hand, he shook his head, feeling that the other party would not dare to deceive him.

If the other party really deceived him, he threw the handle in his hand to Rocco, and Hani had absolutely no hope of living.

So all of this is faintly pointing to a force that he doesn't want to face, and even has been avoiding.

"Da Ming!"

Looking at the retreating legion, Omurad looked to the east and clenched his fists hard.

"Hahahaha, Omurad, you also have today's ......"

Rampant laughter resounded on the bloody battlefield littered with corpses.

Rocco looked at the groups of prisoners being guarded, the corpses everywhere, and the figures of his own soldiers cleaning the battlefield, and laughed proudly.

Today's battle is a complete sweep away the depression of the Mamluk kingdom being suppressed by the Ottomans for so many years.

In the past, when they fought with the Ottomans, they almost lost more than they won, and even if they were victories, they suffered heavy losses.

It seems that such a great victory has never been achieved since the war with the Ottomans.

"Your Majesty, the simple statistics have come out."

Just when Rocco was in a happy mood, the officers who had gone to clean up the battlefield ran over happily.

"Say it quickly!"

Rocco rubbed his hands excitedly.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The officer answered, and under the expectant gaze of many generals around him, he announced in a loud voice:

"In this battle, our army killed more than 60,000 Ottoman soldiers, captured more than 10,000 enemies, captured countless weapons and ammunition, thousands of horses, and a number of silver coins."

"Haha, good, good!"

Hearing this, Rocco laughed again with satisfaction.

"What about our casualties?"

The leader of the Daming Observation Group, who was also smiling on the side, looked at the officer and asked about his own casualties and losses.

For the big man from the Ming Dynasty, the officer naturally did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly saluted him with a Ming military salute and reported: "Report to the chief, our army has suffered more than 20,000 casualties, including more than 7,000 wounded, and the ammunition is used more seriously. ”

"Almost 1/4 of the ammunition distributed to the soldiers was used, and there was no loss of the artillery, but two bases of ammunition were used, and half of the ammunition on the side of the heavy machine gun had been consumed, and it needed to be replenished in time."

This officer is a rare person in the Rocco Legion who is proficient in arithmetic, and it only took him more than an hour to count so finely, which shows that he does have a certain ability.

The team leader nodded, and saw Rocco, who was still smiling proudly.

"Your Majesty, I don't know what your next plan is, whether to withdraw to Jerusalem according to yesterday's plan, or to stay here, or to move forward and attack the Ottomans."

After a victory, Rocco's self-confidence was unprecedentedly inflated, how could he still have any intention of retreating, he waved his hand and said proudly: "The Ottoman army suffered a defeat and suffered heavy losses, they originally had their army of 140,000, but they lost 70,000 at once, and only 70,000 remnants of the defeated generals remained, plus scattered, it may even be less than this." ”

"I still have nearly 100,000 soldiers in my hands, and such powerful weapons and equipment, 100,000 against 70,000, the advantage is mine, why should I retreat."

After speaking, under the speechless eyes of the leader of the Ming Dynasty, he waved his hand to all the generals and said: "Pass my order, pursue the enemy, let's beat the water dogs, and lead Omurad to this evil army and completely destroy it!" ”

"Woo woo woo ......"

Just as the generals were excitedly about to wave their hands in response, the rear of the barracks suddenly remembered the horn of the enemy's attack, and at the same time, the earth was faintly shaken.

Everyone was shocked, and when they heard the sound, they saw a sandstorm rising in the sea of sand in the distance.

In the sandstorm, a masked Ottoman cavalryman, wielding his weapon, launched a fierce charge against the unsuspecting Rocco army.

(End of chapter)