Guns roared, fighting sounded, horses' hooves shattered.

Mughal Cao Cao, the imperial consul Wazir Gazi's face sank like water, and his face could be wrung out of the water.

To this extent.

It's a personal see.

The battle has already been decided.

The Mughal Empire is coming to an end.

But

The scramble for the Ganges basin has only just begun.

On this battlefield.

The warriors of the Green Sect hired from Central Asia suffered heavy casualties under the blows of the Ming people.

The combat power of the two sides is not at the same level at all.

Wazir Gazi even saw the scene of Black India chasing the White Warriors of Central Asia.

This shocked him even more.

The Black Indians have become even more capable of fighting than the Green Cult warriors in Central Asia under the hands of the Ming people!

It's so desperate.

But Wazir Gazi is worthy of the Mughal Cao Cao.

He did not show despair, but was actively trying to find a way to remedy it.

The outcome of a war sometimes does not depend on the strength of the armies of both sides.

There are many decisive factors.

People's hearts, terrain, logistics, and so on.

"Archon, it seems that it is impossible to confront the Ming people head-on, now we can only think of other ways, we can burn all the trees around Agoura that can make ships, and burn all the materials that may be used to build ships, so that the time for the Ming people to enter the Ganges River will be greatly delayed!"

A civil official said.

"It's just a delay." Wazir Gazi sighed, "There is only this way now, we have no strength to fight anymore, wait for the Britons to deal with the Ming people!" ”

"The Britons just want us to be cannon fodder!"

Someone said angrily.

Wazir Gazi snorted coldly: "If the Britons don't send troops in person, I will take the Mughals and surrender directly to the Ming Empire!" ”

"In addition, we have to go to the northwest to recruit warriors, Delhi can't be lost!!"

Just as Wazir Gazi spoke.

The terrified voice of his general, Lilamuku, said, "Archon! The army of the Western Qing Dynasty moved! ”

"They're on the attack?"

"Nope! No! They're coming at us! ”

"What?!"

Vazir Gazi turned his head to look.

They saw only a brigade of men and women, dressed in cloth and armor, with eight-and-a-half iron helmets, flintlock muskets with bayonets, and horses pulling a six-pound cannon and twelve pounds along the edge of the valley in the direction of the hill on which they were entrenched.

Wazir Gazi was shocked and angry: "What are they going to do? They're going to run away?! Damn it! How could they leave us and run away?! We paid the price of three cities to bring them here! How could they do that! Fast! Send someone to stop them! ”

The Mughal Cao Cao's military generals looked at each other.

The archons were really dazed.

It's not easy to mess with these Qing troops when they look at them, who dares to stop them without their lives?

"Your Excellency, it's too late!" Lilamuku shook his head.

He pointed to the chaotic battlefield ahead.

"The Ming people have launched a general attack, our cavalry has suffered heavy losses, the infantry can't resist their offensive, Your Excellency the consul, we have to leave too, if we don't leave, it's too late!"

Wazir Gazi looked in the direction of the battlefield, and the smoke had almost dispersed.

The situation on the battlefield is clear.

Wearing shiny steel helmets, the Ming army ran with the Green Cult warriors with white or black turbans on their heads.

On the battlefield, there was not much organized resistance left, and the front line had collapsed on all fronts.

The artillery of the Ming army was also pulled up, and it was bombarding the middle lane, which was the most numerous.

The explosion of the grenade harvests a lot of lives.

O God.

Why would you allow the infidels to have such a terrible weapon

Many of the civil and military generals under the command of Wazir Gazi were trembling in their stomachs.

"Your Excellency the Consul, let's go!"

"yes, yes, we can't die here!"

"If we all die, the glory of Allah will completely withdraw from this land!"

"We want to go back to Delhi, Delhi is rich enough to hire millions of Green Cult warriors to defend the Sultan!"

I don't know how many of the warriors of the Green Cult died bravely.

But these high-ranking people don't seem to believe much in the legends of the Kingdom of Heaven, and they don't seem to yearn for the legendary Kingdom of Heaven.

What a disappointment to the waiting of the seventy-two virgins.

Wazir Gazi is not in a hurry to go to heaven to comfort the seventy-two virgins.

But he really couldn't bear the more than 10,000 infantry scattered on the battlefield.

This was hired at a great price, and all of them are extraordinary martial arts.

If these more than 10,000 infantry are abandoned.

Now there are only more than 16,000 infantry left around him.

There was now only a thin defensive line of infantry on the front line, although the warriors fought valiantly.

But in the current situation.

It doesn't look like it can last long.

"Defeated, defeated"

To the south of the valley rang out the loud shouts of mountains and tsunamis.

Available in a variety of languages.

This panicked scream to the extreme was shocking.

Wazir Gazi looked towards the valley.

I saw that the Ming army had already attacked the hills where the Mughal army was entrenched, knocked down the crescent moon banner, and trampled on the ground.

The sun and moon flags of the Ming Dynasty fluttered high on the position.

Those were the Green Cult who had fled for their lives from Central Asia.

They were all organized by the Haoqiang of the Hezhuo family in Central Asia and the Western Regions Province.

This Central Asia and the Western Regions were ploughed back and forth twice by the Qing army and the Ming Pingxi Domain, and those who did not have time to escape were beheaded and turned into fertilizer to nourish Turpan and Hezhong.

And these wandering armed forces who fled to India naturally became mercenaries fighting for profit, and they actually wanted to run away for a long time.

After seeing the Qing army leave, they also retreated from the hill they were guarding with a whimper.

"Archon, go! There are still more than 3,000 Uzbek cavalry to protect you, and we will definitely be able to return to Delhi and never leave again. The road is about to be clogged with rout! ”

Lila Muku was in a hurry.

The terrain of the decisive battle site was all too familiar to him.

It's a shallow valley.

And it is open in the south and narrow in the north.

If the rout passes through the valley to the north, it will have to block the mouth of the valley to the north.

When the time comes, you won't be able to leave if you want to!

After finishing speaking, I saw that Vazir Gazi was still in a daze.

Lila Muku doesn't bother to talk either.

He waved directly to his guards: "Hurry up, take the Archon out of here!!" ”

The guards also knew that something was wrong.

The front line is about to collapse, and if you don't leave now, I'm afraid that you will be coerced by the rout, and I don't know what fate will befall you

So they took up Wazir Gazi and ran down the hill.

Wazir Gazi's expression was gloomy.

"Damn Delentai, damn Qing people, damn Ming people."

He muttered.

(End of chapter)