Of course, this oxen horn is not from the Mongolians, and it is even more impossible to be a model slave! It is unique to the Turks!

Perhaps, this is also the remnants of the Turkish nomadic tribes that are rarely seen on them. As for the "compound horn compound bow" that has long been eliminated by muskets, that is, a few Turks are still playing with him, and use this to prove the awesomeness of their ancestors.

In the past few hundred years, whenever the horns sounded on the battlefield, the Ottomans rushed over like a tide, killing the enemies in front of them.

Today, when the dull trumpet echoes in the air, no one seems to doubt that today they can also kill the Chinese in front of them.

Accompanied by the dull sound of ox horns, the guards carrying flintlock rifles began to slowly move towards the Chinese square formation. Their speed was neither too fast nor too slow, but the neat square formation looked quite decent. On the side of the square formation were Christian officers who rebeled from the Green Sect, who issued a loud password in unskilled Turkish.

"Stabilize the queue!"

During the officer's order, Karami, who was moving forward in the queue, felt more and more nervous, and his breathing became more and more rapid. He was restless and looked at the Chinese in the distance, and all kinds of thoughts flashed in his heart.

Chinese people are amazing!

Unlike those Egyptians who had never seen the world, Karami from the Balkans had seen many worlds. He had lived in Istanbul, even though he was just in a military camp. However, at that time, he was guarding the port and had seen people from all over Europe, including Christians and tartars.

From those people, he had heard some strange stories about the Chinese, such as Chinese guns that could hit the heads a mile away, and their cannons that could break a church. Guns are like lightning, and cannons are like Thunder.

In the past, he didn't think it was a big deal. At most, it was just a conversation between him and others, but now, he couldn't feel relaxed... What if those legends were true?

If it is true, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive!

If it is true, then I would like to bless the Lord to make you lucky, and the Lord bless you not to die here...

As the people around me step on the drum beats and stay in this open valley, Karami, like everyone else, sometimes turned her eyes to the hills and sand dunes in the distance. There should be no ambush there, right?

"No one seems to be lying there."

However, soon, Karami, who was in the front row, found that the situation ahead had changed. Although he had not heard the sound of cannons, a cloud of smoke was spewed out of the middle of the Chinese phalanx.

The Chinese are firing!

How could they fire so far away?

2000 meters!

This is the maximum range when the nine-jin field gun is fired at a ten-degree shooting angle. According to the artillery tactics of the Ming Dynasty, in combat, the enemy's phalanx should first be attacked with dense artillery fire at a long distance, and the preferred artillery shell is shrunk.

When the 24 nine-jin field guns of the Ming army roared, the Ottomans did not stop because of the Ming army's shelling. The Mamuliuk cavalry ran from time to time, checked their formations, and were ready to enter the battle at any time. The Ottoman Guards were arranged in neat square formations, carrying flintlock rifles and continued to move forward under the guidance of the military flag. A rifle and a bayonet at the muzzle rolled forward like a moving forest.

"go ahead……"

Accompanied by the sound of snare drums, the phalanx slowly advanced.

After counting breaths, Karami saw dozens of shells explode in front of him, and the shells exploded one after another in the air.

It's a shrapnel!

Some well-informed officers immediately recognized this shell. The shrapnel was also introduced from China to Europe and taught extremely profound lessons to the English and French. This new shrapnel increased the killing distance of artillery soldiers to 2,000 yards, but due to the distance measurement timing and the reliability of the shell fuze, it was not widely used in Europe.

But for China, all this is not a problem at all.

At a distance of 2,000 meters, the Ming army's artillery took the initiative to welcome these guests from afar. Their shells exploded in the air about 100 meters ahead of the platoon. With the white smoke in the air, hundreds of lead projectiles roared forward in the air and fell into the Turkish square formation like raindrops. However, compared with raindrops, the raindrops composed of lead bullets can easily tear the Turks' bodies and cause bloody storms in the square.

"Swoosh..."

Like a heavy rain, thousands of projectiles whistled in the air. They easily tore the bodies in front of them, broke people's arms and thighs, and accompanied by a mass of blood mist, hundreds of Turkish soldiers fell into pools of blood without even being anxious to react. The lucky people died on the spot, and those unfortunate people cried sideways in pools of blood, begging for help...

"ah……"

With a scream, Karami saw the people around her, took a step forward, and his body fell forward, and his head was smashed. At that moment, Karami even doubted whether the scream was made by him.

However, Karami was not in the mood to think so much at this time. Like the people around him, he was very nervous, just praying silently in his heart, praying that the shells would not fall on him.

"May God bless..."

Perhaps because he was too nervous, he actually used Christian prayers. At this moment, Karami was stunned. He didn't even know how this sentence was spoken from his mouth, so he looked left and right in horror. Perhaps because he was in the battlefield, no one heard any difference in his prayers, maybe because he didn't really say it.

"It's okay, it's okay, Lord bless you, no one hears..."

Karami said secretly with gratitude.

Although he was from the Balkans and was born into a Christian family, all of them were far away and long-awaited memories. He had even forgotten his parents' names. At the age of ten, he was snatched from his mother by the Turks and became a soldier in the Sultan. He was circumcised and changed his faith. Now he is no different from the Turks.

Christian?

He is not a Christian. He is a believer, even more pious than the Turks. But how could he use the prayers of the pagans at this time?
Chapter completed!