In fact, there is another point that Zhang Kai did not say.

That is, through the previous rounds of shelling, he roughly judged that the opponent had at least fifteen or more cannons.

With such a powerful firepower, if the artillery battalion of the regular army of the Central Plains is benchmarked, the number of cannons of the Outer Mongolians is much higher than theirs.

There are so many cannons, and there must be more machine gun fire points!

Regarding Zhang Kai's judgments, Zhao Ming has reservations.

It is a good thing that Zhang Kai has experience, but he must not judge the Outer Mongolians with the firepower and style of the regular army of the Central Plains.

Because Mongolian people can always do something that violates common sense, they don't play cards according to the routine!

"Well, there are thousands of ways, but you still have to try their quality first!"

Zhao Ming said and looked at Baoshan with a smile.

"Baoshan, you let the men of a third company take turns to attack and test the water, and if the opponent's firepower is strong enough, it is allowed to retreat in advance!"

"Yes!"

Baoshan saluted solemnly, he was now very convinced of Zhao Ming.

And although he has no position now, he is actually based on manpower, and Baoshan can be regarded as a regiment leader.

A regiment has 1,000 people with a small number of people, and 2,500 people with a large number of people, which is considered an ordinary regiment.

Without hesitation, Baoshan quickly counted out more than 300 people and began to launch a surprise attack on the opposite artillery leader in order.

Da-da-da-da!

The sound of horses' hooves resounded quickly, and when the cavalry reconnaissance company on the periphery of the artillery leader noticed something unusual, the distance between the two was less than 100 meters.

On a snowy day, there was snow on the ground, and the wind was howling, and the sound of horses' hooves was muffled to the lowest.

Hearing the movement, the Outer Mongolian cavalry reconnaissance company patrolling the periphery did not hesitate at all, turned around and ran back, blowing the bone flute hanging around its neck as it ran.

A kind of flute made of hollowed out bones of birds and beasts, with a sharp sound and extremely penetrating power.

Soon, the watchtower near the artillery leader also heard the movement and played the flute one after another, and in an instant, the entire artillery leader took action.

"Why is it here again?"

Hearing the report, Bao Tangzuo was confused.

"How's going on over there in Pakistan?"

\"My lord! There's not going to be any movement over there! The messenger busied.

"No movement?"

Bao Tangzuo's brows tightened, he didn't think too deeply.

After all, there was a team of 3,000 people in the neighboring part of Ba'a, and with its own artillery support, it was impossible to think that it would be defeated so quickly.

Secondly, there is the Balhu Ministry on standby.

"Huh! I understand! It seems that they have touched the ashes in the neighboring part of Pakistan, and they want to try our catties and taels! ”

Bao Tangzuoling's brows stretched quickly, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he waved his hand absently.

"Tell the brethren, call me! Hit hard! We're not soft persimmons, let them know how powerful our artillery leaders are! ”

Bao Tang Zuoling is very confident, he was born an aristocratic person, and he looks down on other banner masters at all.

This self-confidence is not only reflected in life, but also brought to the battlefield by him.

Soon, the messenger nodded and rushed out.

Seeing this, Adjutant Anto's bad premonition became stronger and stronger.

He attended the new army officer academy founded by the Russians near their royal capital in Outer Mongolia.

Of course it is clear that in Russia the fire of an artillery battalion.

If it was the firepower of the Russian artillery battalion, he, of course, would not have felt that there was anything wrong.

But the situation on their side is different again, the Qiyan Banner Master has limited heavy firepower at hand, so this artillery leader can be said to have no decent heavy firepower except for artillery.

He knows better what kind of character Bao Tang Zuoling is, it's okay to let him fire a cannon, and it would be a joke to let him train a group of warriors who are not afraid of death like other Outer Mongolians.

"Lord Bao Tang, I think we should evacuate as soon as possible! According to the scouts, the southerners have not yet encircled us.

Now is the best time to break out, and it's still too late to go. ”

Adjutant Anto anxiously persuaded.

Hearing this, Bao Tang Zuoling couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and chuckled, "Withdraw? Where to retreat? Isn't there a Southerner army stationed in our north? Now we have to go around in a big circle, and with so many of our artillery shells, it is simply unrealistic to want to withdraw.

And Adjutant Anto, you are a steppe man you should have heard that when you face a wolf in the steppe, you must not be afraid, it is better to look at it.

Don't show the slightest timidity, otherwise, it is likely that a hungry wolf will become a pack of hungry wolves, and I don't need to say more about the final result, right? ”

"But..."

Adjutant Anto was speechless and didn't know how to refute for a while.

For the southerner garrison to the north, he always felt that something was wrong.

I repelled them before, why are they still stationed around here? It would be reasonable to say that in order to cut off their retreat north to the direction of the base camp.

It's just that the situation on the side of the Bal Tiger Department is not moving at all makes them feel weird here.

"Nothing! I'm afraid that this group of southerners has been eyeing us for a long time.

The previous group was their vanguard, and they tried to deceive us but they didn't, and now they are stationed in the north, which is to cut off our retreat.

Now you can see that their follow-up troops are really pressing up.

But don't worry. ”

Saying that, Bao Tang Zuoling laughed even more,

"There may be contradictions between the Banner Lord of Geer and the Lord of the Banner of Heyan, but there is no contradiction between them and me.

Even if there is, they can only hold back, and when they see that my side is attacked, they will definitely send people over to support.

When the time comes, once the fight starts, this group of southerners will inevitably suffer from the enemy!

And we will also write a strong stroke in this battle! ”

The more he talked, the happier Bao Tangzuoling became, and he couldn't help but use some Han idioms.

For the older generation of Mongolian nobles like him, the clan has also received a lot of education in the Central Plains, and it is difficult for him to be able to say an idiom.

As he spoke, the messenger from earlier was gone.

"Why did you come back again?" Bao Tang Zuoling was a little displeased.

"Big... My lord! ”

The messenger was a little apprehensive.

"It's the front line! The battle situation on the front line.... The battle situation is not very good, the attack of those southerners is a little too fierce, they are not afraid of death at all!

The front-line positions on the western side have now fallen into the hands of the enemy! ”

When he heard this, there was a moment of silence in the tent.

Bao Tang Zuoling rubbed his chin and pondered carefully.

"Well, it looks like they're hell-bent on tearing a hole in us.... Then let the company on the east side go over to support, and be sure to hold the second and third positions on the west side! ”

Waving his hand to signal the other party to retreat, Bao Tangzuo sat cross-legged on the ground and was not in a hurry.

He was waiting, waiting for Geer and the Banner Master to make a move.

At the same time, the banner lord of Heyan, who had been standing five hundred meters away from the artillery leader, was anxiously waiting.

"My lord! Those Nanren scouts have been hovering around us several times, so why don't we leave? ”

The adjutant was a little anxious, if he waited like this, if he was really targeted by the southerners, whether they would be able to escape back to the base camp at that time was still two words.

"Did the brothers sent to the base camp leave for help?"

The Banner Lord asked lightly, although the situation was urgent, they still tried to maintain their composure as much as possible.

"It's already gone!"

"Alright, let's keep waiting here!"

He Yan nodded, his eyes staring at the artillery leader, he was waiting! Wait for Bao Tang Zuo to take a shot!

Anyway, what did Bao Tang Zuoling think, why didn't he break through to him?

If you don't break through, it's too late!