"Kill!" The tiger gunners in the first row shouted in unison, twisting their waists and stabbing with all their might, and the tip of the steel spear suddenly penetrated the shield that the Persians had placed great hopes on. After all, the Huaxia Tiger gunners are specially selected, and they have practiced these tricks for several years or even more than ten years: one is to stab with all his strength, draw the gun from the side, and then stab with all his strength. Therefore, the power of their spear is unimaginable to the Persians, and this power is so great, combined with the tip of the gun made of stainless steel, even the iron wall will dig a hole in you. What's more, the shields of the Persians are only inner wood and outer iron, and they must be considered to be easy to carry, and the thickness cannot be increased at will, so they are all pierced under the thrust of the tiger spear.

The tiger spear pierced through the hole in the shield, pierced through the thick armor of the Persian shieldman, and pierced into the flesh inside. Suddenly, there was a smell of blood in the entire military formation.

Regardless of whether the tiger gunners in the first row hit the target or not, when the shooting posture was about to run out, the side of the body gave up a gap more than one person wide on the left and right. And with both hands, he pushed back and began to draw his gun. Because the tip of the Tiger Gun is integrated with the body of the gun, and there are three long blood grooves on the tip of the gun, it is very easy and smooth to draw the gun. At the moment when many Persian shieldmen drew their guns, they were already weak due to the rapid gushing of blood, and with the strength of their drawn guns, they immediately dropped their shields and collapsed to the ground. At this time, the second row of tiger gunners took three steps forward, stepped out between the first row of tiger gunners, and as soon as they crossed the first row and settled, they roared and shot with all their might, stabbing straight ahead. Rather than being in a neat direction, as in the first row, this stab pierces through the gap created by the first row of spikes and stabs straight into the chest of a valid target, such as a Persian shieldman who has not been stabbed or has only been slightly wounded.

Spikes. Collect the gun, and the back row steps out of the gap again, and continues to stab, closing the gun. For a moment, the Persians felt that there was an endless stream of spears in front of them, and wherever they hid, a spear would stab you, and once stabbed by this spear, you would become a bloody man in a short time, and then fall to the ground and convuls.

The Persian shieldmen were quickly killed, and the Huaxia Tiger Spear Battalion faced the Persian pikemen directly. And fought with them. The Knife Player quickly followed, covering the Tigergunner's flanks and helping them tear the punched gap wider. The longbowmen continued to shoot, and when the Tiger Spear Battalion and the Sharp Battalion in front of them were killing deeper and deeper, almost out of the range of the longbowmen, the longbowmen in order to avoid accidentally injuring their comrades. The immediate change of formation was divided into two parts. The chief archers of the battalions in front put down their longbows, pulled out their Yanling steel knives, and rushed to the battlefield under the leadership of the Modao team. All of a sudden, they became swordsmen who were good at hand-to-hand combat. Take the Mo knife hand first, support the knife player, and fight with the Persian soldiers who rushed up in a bloody battle.

The archers of the battalion commanders in the rear continued to advance. They were longbows in hand, looking warily ahead, while the Mosamurai stood between them, supporting them. They will become the strongest barrier for the Ballista Battalion and the Bed Ballista Battalion, which will continue to provide long-range fire support to the front with a rain of arrows.

Liu Gaozhi, as a general who commands an army, likes to rush to the front with a strange knife. After protruding a gap in the Tiger Gun Battalion, he handed over the command to the adjutant general Tu Xu, and then personally led five hundred Mo swordsmen to rush straight into the depths of the Persians. Liu Gaozhi knew that fighting a war should be fought with vigor and not by fighting. Therefore, he wants to take the opportunity to expand the results of the battle, not only to make a big gap in the Tiger Spear Battalion, but also to lead the Mo Knife Men to stir up a good gap in the gap, as long as this can make the Persians collapse faster.

After a while, Liu Gaozhi's body was covered in blood, and he could barely see the original color of the armor on his body. And there are more than 400 people left of the 500 Mo knife hands. But there were at least five or six hundred Persian corpses lying behind them. Liu Gaozhi kicked his foot and pulled the Mo knife out of a corpse with only the upper half of his body left. With a roll of his eyes, he just looked at a target, a Persian general.

Although the Persians did not have a rank mark on their armor like the Chinese, it was very easy to distinguish between soldiers, officers and generals, because the armor of officers and generals was very beautiful and very well worked, which was very different from the simple armor of soldiers. The Persian who appeared in front of Liu Gaozhi's eyes was wearing a set of silver-white armor, which was not only bright and exquisite, but also had several decorative patterns and figures on it, which was not a bargain at a glance.

Liu Gaozhi didn't say a word, raised his knife and went straight to the Persian general, and the rest of the Mo knife men also whistled and followed closely. When the Persian general saw Liu Gaozhi's hideous face and shaled over violently, he immediately panicked a little, and called people over again and again to "escort him".

Liu Jiao slashed over a Persian soldier at the front, then swept and directly cut a Persian officer in two, and then stabbed, and the tip of the Mo knife pierced directly into the chest of a Persian soldier. Liu Gaozhi turned his hand, and then retracted, only to hear the Persian soldiers screaming loudly, a huge blood hole appeared in his chest, blood was gushing out, and he couldn't see it alive.

Liu Gaozhi killed the Persian general in a few moments, but the rest of the Persian soldiers who came to "protect" him were intercepted by the Mo knife hand behind Liu Gaozhi, and they couldn't get close at all. The Persian general saw that the subordinates in front of him were empty in a few clicks, and the Chinese demon pounced on him with a strong smell of blood, so he gritted his teeth, brandished his Damascus scimitar, and rushed forward.

Liu Gaozhi lightly picked, Mo knife flicked up, straight to the face of the Persian general, panicked that the Persian general hurriedly waved the knife to block, who knew that Liu Gaozhi's move was a false move, he had to castrate with the old, and he took advantage of the situation to split with an anti-figure. The Persian general suddenly felt a sharp pain in his right arm, and he couldn't help but let out a scream. Liu Jiaozhi slashed off the right arm of the Persian general, twisted the flying knife and pressed it down, and cut off the head of the Persian general with a snort.

Liu Gao took a step forward, grabbed the head that fell to the ground, raised it high, and shouted loudly: "The head of the Persian general is here!" Hearing this, the Huaxia sergeants let out a burst of cheers in unison, and their morale was suddenly greatly boosted. It was the first Persian general to be beheaded, and it was the beginning of a constant burst of cheers.

On the upper floor of Isfahan, looking at the southern flank camp that had been formed into a regiment, he heard a roar and the accompanying cheers that erupted from time to time, and he had studied Chinese hard and understood it without a translator. This is the Chinese showing off their martial arts, announcing to everyone on the battlefield that they are holding the heads of Persian generals in their hands, and even shouting the names of some generals. The Chinese also made careful preparations before the war, and the combat habits, appearances, and names of important Persian generals were distributed to the battalions. And from last year to this year, Huaxia Jun also remembered the names of the opponents they had fought many times.

Finally, an incomparably loud voice sounded on the battlefield: "The head of Xue Tixis is here!" There was a brief silence on the battlefield, followed by a loud burst of cheers. It was far better than the dozens of cheers just now, because now the person who was beheaded was the commander-in-chief of the Persian battlefield and the most trusted general in Bezchia.

When he heard this roar, his eyes suddenly went black, and he almost fainted. He really couldn't understand why the Chinese people, who had an incomparably splendid civilization, were so ferocious on the battlefield. Raise the head of the blood in the air. Shouting the names of the slain, each roar can make the Chinese people more excited and fanatical. And each time it dealt a heavy blow to the morale of the Persians.

It took a while for Bezecht to come to his senses, and he suddenly turned around. Pointing at the Chinese army camp of the Huaxia army, he shouted loudly: "Send the Bedouins, send all our cavalry, and assault the Chinese army camp in the Huaxia land." I'm going to cut off the head of King Huaxia directly! ”

His eyes were red and his eyes were split, and he waved his hands like crazy. The attendant next to him did not dare to slack off, and immediately went down to give the order.

Bezchi originally had 70,000 Bedouin mercenaries coming east with the army, plus nearly 30,000 Persian cavalry, plus more than 100,000 together, but more than half of them had already lost more than half of them in the fierce battle with the Chinese army for more than half a year. Now there are only 50,000 horsemen left, and the morale is low, and the west of the city of Isfahan, which has been arranged by British Christers, is now being used for a last stand.

50,000 Persian Bedouin cavalry passed through the broken northern flank camp, drew an arc, and rushed directly to the Chinese Chinese army camp in the middle. The reason why Beischi has not dared to use cavalry is because he is afraid of the cavalry of the Chinese army. Although the Huaxia army nominally had only 60,000 cavalry. But that's an elite van army. And I don't know how many cavalry are scattered around the periphery, as long as they give an order. Probably tens of thousands of cavalry were gathered from everywhere. Moreover, in the field melee, neither the Bedouin cavalry nor the Persian cavalry were opponents of the Chinese cavalry, which has been proved by more than half a year of bloody teaching. Now that Brunsks didn't care about all of that, he desperately needed a chance to turn the tide of the battle.

As soon as the Persian cavalry moved, the Chinese people knew about it, and Cao Yan received an order and immediately asked Zeng Wen, who was in charge of the command of the Chinese army, to prepare immediately. The Chinese army led by Zeng Wen had 30,000 Xiang troops and 50,000 soldiers from the Weeping Shuo, Bing, and Sizhou Mansions, which were no worse than the 50,000 Xiang troops and 50,000 Guanlongfu soldiers who were fighting in the camp on the southern flank.

Seeing the Persian cavalry whistled in the distance, Zeng Wen once again checked the solemn military formation. This is the Chinese army, defending his father and king, and it is also the heart of the entire battlefield, and there can be no chaos. At this moment, an officer ran over and whispered an order.

"Your Majesty ordered the use of thunderbolts?" Zeng Wen was a little surprised, and Zeng Zhan next to him couldn't help but be puzzled when he saw his father like this, and asked in a low voice, "Father, what kind of weapon is a thunderbolt?" ”

Zeng Wen did not answer his son's question, but directly ordered the chief herald: "Order the artillery battalion, use thunderbolts, and fire in bursts." Then he turned around and looked ahead fixedly, Zeng Zhan saw that it was not easy to ask questions, so he honestly rode his horse and stood behind.

Soon, the Persian soldiers rushed over, and seeing that they were about to rush to less than three hundred meters in front of the Huaxia Central Army, Zeng Zhan only heard a creaking sound behind him, and then there was a sound of breaking wind, and he knew that this was the projectile of the artillery battalion firing.

Zeng Zhan raised his head and saw hundreds of black round bullets flying over his head. What kind of bomb is this? There is neither the orange and black tail characteristic of fire oil bombs, nor the obvious grayish-white color of stone bombs. Just as he was thinking, a black round bullet smashed into the galloping Persian cavalry. Because the Persian cavalry spread out a little, the black round bullets only hit less than a hundred cavalrymen. Zeng Zhan was a pity, but he knew that things were not so simple.

At this moment, Zeng Zhan suddenly saw a flash of fire from the black round bullet that fell on the ground, and then quickly raised a huge black smoke, and there seemed to be a lot of things flying in all directions in the black smoke. Then Zeng Zhan heard a loud explosion and thunder that tore through the air and reached his ears. The sound was so loud that it made the mounts of Zeng Wen, Zeng Zhan and others a little panicked.

The firelight and black smoke flashed everywhere, and loud voices rang out one after another. The galloping Persian cavalry was hit by the explosive flying iron fragments and fell off their horses, and it turned out that the thunderbolts were thunderbolts filled with gunpowder. Huaxia's gunpowder development has become more and more mature, but because the steel casting, cutting and other processes are still relatively backward, and Zeng Hua deliberately did it, so Huaxia did not develop artillery and muskets, but only used gunpowder as a secret weapon for blasting. Later, it evolved into the current thunderbolt.

Thunderbolts are also very simple to say, a cast-iron shell with a bumpy exterior like a pineapple. According to Zeng Hua, it was a pre-burst shrapnel, and then it was filled with gunpowder in the shape of particles (the production process is basically known to military enthusiasts from another world, and it is all well advertised through the literature. Gently pound tightly, then seal with wax, and insert a hollow thin iron pipe in the middle. Inside is a fuse (made of thin cotton yarn with powdered gunpowder rolled inside). When firing, the thunderbolt is first removed from the moisture-proof box, then placed in the leather pocket of the in-place projectile, and then the lid of the thin iron tube is removed. Expose the lead, then ignite the lead and throw it out. It's like throwing a cannon fight. Because the lead is protected by a thin iron pipe, as long as it is properly stored and is not affected by Xiang, it will generally ring.

In the loud explosion, hundreds of thunderbolts flew over again, and for a while, a continuous explosion sounded among the Persian cavalry, and black smoke rose everywhere. Thousands of Persian cavalrymen were hit by shrapnel and fell headlong from their galloping mounts. More of the warhorses of the Persian cavalry were frightened. No longer controlled by the master's land, he began to run wildly, and even collided with his comrades and companions who rushed behind him.

The soldiers of the Chinese army were taken aback at first, but they quickly calmed down, after all, the thunderbolt is their own weapon, and the more powerful it is. On the contrary, it is more morale-boosting. They began to rain arrows on the Persian cavalry like headless flies.

Watch as the Persian cavalry soars into the air in the explosion of thunderbolts. Then it fell heavily to the ground; Watch the terrified Bedouins pull their even more terrified mounts and circle there; See a handful of Persian cavalry rushing through the black smoke of the thunderbolts, only to fall in despair in a rain of arrows.

"This is gunpowder to make ground thunderbolts. I've seen it in the secret research institute of Mozi Academy. Zeng Wen looked at the shocking scene in front of him, and said to Zeng Zhan without looking back, "I have visited there, and there are all kinds of secret weapons that are terrifying, but what shocked and impressed me even more was a stone standing there, with a line of inscription from His Majesty: "Three things make the empire so great" "Faith, steel and gunpowder!" ”

When 50,000 Bedouin and Persian cavalry were ravaged by thunderbolts and arrows for more than half an hour, the Chinese army camp finally raised a signal flag, which was Zeng Hua's order to attack the Persian cavalry after the rest and recuperation.

When the thunderbolt exploded, Bracks couldn't believe his eyes, he stared blankly at what was happening on the battlefield, and after a long time, finally spat out a mouthful of blood.

The Persian cavalry collapsed under the stormy attack of 60,000 Chinese cavalry, and the Bedouins, whose morale was not high, only wanted to go home early and leave this damned battlefield. Later, he was beaten by a thunderbolt like an artifact, and he lost his fighting spirit. When the Chinese cavalry rushed over, they only hurriedly resisted, and then ran away, and the remaining Persian cavalry was overwhelmed by the raging tide.

The large camps on the north and south wings of Isfahan City have been defeated, the cavalry has been completely annihilated, and the more than 200,000 Persian troops have collapsed for a while, and the remaining defeated army has not even entered Isfahan, so they directly let the city go away and go west, and behind them are tens of thousands of Zhaozhou soldiers like hungry wolves.

Isfahan became an isolated city, although there were still nearly 50,000 troops in the city, but the main force was lost, and most of the generals either died on the battlefield or were captured, plus the city of Biscus I vomited blood and fell into a coma, the defenders had no intention of defending the city, and carried Biscus out of the city. Zeng Hua immediately issued a general pursuit order, and the cavalry of the 50,000 Xiang Army launched a strangulation of the Persian army that had fled from the city.

The sun was about to set, and the remnants of the bloody sun shone obliquely on the battlefield, and the soft and dim sunlight caressed each of the corpses lying there one by one with a gentle sigh, and the whining wind took away their souls, and perhaps it would not be long before they could float back to their hometown with the wind, and see their long-awaited relatives, but their relatives could no longer see them.

"Your Majesty, find the body of Bersco, who died with one of his sons, and Odoria with him, and it looks like he committed suicide." Liu Yu reported.

Zeng Hua rode his horse to a mountain bag, then turned over and dismounted, and walked over. Zeng Hua saw Bei Si lying there, covered in wounds and blood, with only a little dirt stain on his face. Bezchi's eyes widened as he stared at the sky that was beginning to darken, as if looking for something.

Zeng Hua stood there silently for a long time, and finally turned his head to Liu Yu and said, "Good burial!" After finishing speaking, Zeng Hua raised his head and let out a long sigh. At this time, Zeng Hua saw the Kuhedd Mountains in the distance winding through the heavens and the earth, and the sunset was gently shining on the top of the mountain.

Zeng Hua couldn't help but mutter: "Right and wrong, success or failure, turn your head empty." The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times. "Isfahan couldn't imagine that he wrote more than 10,000 words in one breath, and he was originally lazy and wrote all the chapters, so let's think about it or divide it into two chapters, it's the same anyway. In order to enjoy everyone's watching, Lao Zeng announced it together. Finally, it's really coming to an end.