Fifty miles west of Weinan, there is a stretch of hills. In the middle of the hills is a road, which is the only way from Weinan to Chang'an. There is a clear stream on this hill, and merchants coming from east to west come here.
People would always stop here to take a rest. Over time, a small town was formed here. The dirt road here was changed to a stone road. Some carriage shops, taverns and restaurants were built on both sides of the road. The town did not have a formal name, and people who came and went used it casually.
Call it Fifty Mile Fort.
Looking from a distance, Fifty Mile Fort is the same as usual. Camels and mules are tied at the door of the carriage and horse shop, smoke is rising from the kitchen, and the young man is sweeping the horse manure on the stone road with a broom. It is a quiet and peaceful scene, but if you walk
If you take a closer look, you will find that these people are not Han people, but people from the Western Regions with high noses and sunken eyes. They are working carelessly while paying attention to the direction of Weinan from time to time. There is a faint light shining in the windows of the buildings beside the road.
There was the cold light of the weapons, the sound of the friction of armor and weapons, and the muffled conversation in gibberish.
Behind the hills on both sides of the town, a large group of cavalry was waiting quietly. They were the rear troops of the Xixia Army. They had been waiting here for two days. The soldiers sat cross-legged on the ground, drinking kumiss from their skins, and
Wiping their scimitars on the hem of their shirts, this 10,000-strong army had bloodbathed Weinan three days ago, and now they were waiting for Mingjun's dumplings.
Wanhu Chang Tubu Tachibana was the rearguard general of the entire Xixia army. He was brave, resourceful and ruthless. In order to cut off the supply source of the pursuers, he did not hesitate to slaughter all the Han villages along the way, even Weinan, which had a population of tens of thousands.
The city was burned to the ground and everyone in the city was killed. Tubu Tachibana thought that when the Ming army saw the massacre in Weinan, they would pursue them crazily. When their minds were overwhelmed by anger, they would be defeated and eat the pursuers.
Only in the vanguard can the Ming army be deterred and the Xixia army be protected from retreating slowly.
The scouts on the mountain set up a pergola. When they saw the dust billowing in the distance, they hurriedly blew a whistle. All the troops behind the mountain stood up, tightened their horse girdles, strung their bows, and mounted their horses. This unit was the elite of the new annexed army.
The cavalry was very skilled in fighting. Each horse had a short wooden stick stuffed in its mouth to prevent the horse's neighing from disturbing the enemy. There were seven or eight thousand people ambushing behind the mountain, but there was no sound at all.
The first thing to appear was a dozen strong war horses, which quickly ran out of the smoke. They ran to a stone's throw fifty miles away from the fort before reining in their horses. They looked at the rising smoke and then turned their horses back. There was no
Go deep into the town to find out.
Seeing the Ming army scouts returning, several fully drawn strong bows were slowly put away. In the window facing the road, a Xia army soldier dressed as a Han man muttered a string of Turkic words, probably to count you lucky.
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The smoke in the distance was getting closer and closer, and a strange sound also stimulated the Xixia Army's eardrums. This was a very rhythmic and textured sound that the nomads who grew up at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains had never heard before.
As the sound got closer and closer, the Xixia troops saw a black behemoth emerge from the smoke and dust in the sky, and suddenly appeared on the streets of Shilibao.
This is an ugly thing that is indescribable in words. A thick cylinder lies on two rows of iron pulleys. The whole body is painted with black paint. There is a copper tiger emblem on the front. There are also words on this big cylinder.
There are five or six half-egg-shaped protrusions, and black iron pipes protrude from these half-egg shapes, facing the buildings on both sides of the road.
Behind this behemoth made of black iron, there are a long series of rectangular carriages tied with iron chains. They are also covered with iron sheets and have iron wheels underneath. However, they do not have the half-egg-shaped bulges. They just drive to the left and right of the carriages.
With a small window four inches square.
At this time, the Xixia soldiers disguised as merchants and store clerks were so stunned that they forgot to pull out the scimitar hidden behind them. The archers at the window also opened their mouths, looking at this thing that was beyond their imagination.
It wasn't until the iron pipe that was spinning left and right on the behemoth was aimed at him that a centurion's heart skipped a beat. Years of experience on the battlefield told him that something was not good!
Before the centurion's command to release arrows could be shouted out of his throat, the monster roared out. The soldier guarding the window only saw a ball of fire coming toward him, and the huge force shook the entire window and the wall next to it.
The soldiers were shot away, and the flesh and blood of the soldiers was smeared all over the wall behind them. The head of a hundred households was luckier. He was hit in the waist by a shotgun and did not die immediately. He fell to the ground and heard a loud bang outside.
, there was the sound of strange weapons being fired, as well as the sound of houses collapsing and screams in Turkic language. At this moment, he understood that it was the enemy's tank...
There were more than a thousand archers ambushing in the town. They originally wanted to attack the pursuers with arrows and then block the intersection. The cavalry came out from behind over the hill and wrapped the pursuers into dumplings. However, they did not expect to catch up with the enemy before they advanced.
In front of the weapons, the thousand archers who were ambushing Fifty Mile Fort became dumplings in the pot. The firecrackers protruding from the carriages fired bullets calmly without having to aim. They just shot to both sides of the thin wooden wall.
They couldn't withstand the bullets. The crowded Xixia soldiers inside were beaten so hard that they couldn't even lift their heads. When the enemy's firecrackers finally subsided, they were about to come out with their scimitars, but a rocket bomb
It shot in again, blasting the pig-iron rocket shell into countless sharp fragments, harvesting the lives of these Turks who only wore coarse cloth robes. What's even more terrifying is that the huge monster can also breathe fire, with a jet-black jet.
The iron pipes spurted out raging fire, burning the soldiers hidden in the carriage shop until they screamed and rolled on the street. However, the fire could not be extinguished no matter how hard they were fought, and many soldiers were burned to death.
The sound coming from the front of the mountain was a bit weird, not like the sound that would usually be heard when ambushing the enemy. However, Tuburi Tachibana did not hesitate and gave the order to attack. Maybe the enemy this time is different from the past, maybe the thousand-man team in the town has been destroyed.
, but Tubu Tachibana’s determination remains unwavering. No matter how powerful the enemy is, the Turkic cavalry’s ten thousand troops will definitely pin them firmly to the Fifty Mile Fort.
This place.
Eight thousand cavalrymen rushed out from both wings, and what they saw was a strange scene. Under the white smoke in the sky were chariots covered with iron sheets. At the head was a tall and ugly monster, blowing white smoke and making strange noises.
Making an awkward turn on the stone road, it seemed that he was preparing to head towards the direction of the cavalry. But half an hour ago, the small town of Wulibao, which stood quietly between the two mountains, was now beyond recognition. Everything was charred and in ruins.
, the streets were filled with blood and bodies were everywhere.
The cavalry knew that the thousand-man team was finished. The flames of revenge made these men on the prairie forget the danger of the enemy. They all sprinted with all their strength, taking off the bows and arrows on their backs while charging, and using the superb riding skills of prairie men.
Kung Fu vented hatred, and arrows fell on the Ming army's chariot with a sharp sound of piercing the air, but in vain they left only a white spot and then slid down. The armor plate produced by the Liguo Iron Factory was not
Damn, although the thickness is not as good as that of early armors, this kind of steel plate is high carbon steel. Not to mention that it cannot be shot through by bows and arrows, even cutting it with the Uzi sword that is most respected by the people of the Western Regions will not help.
That tall and ugly monster was a tank temporarily transformed by the engineers of the Red Shirt Army from the steam engine of a flat-bottomed gunboat. Don’t underestimate the creativity of the engineers. Although they don’t understand any scientific principles, the steam engine thing has been played by everyone.
He was so superb that he transformed such a strange-looking tank in just one day. The turret and wheels were all derived from parts on the battleship. The majority of the engineers were blacksmiths. For them, hammering out these little bits and pieces was simply child's play.
The artillery and muskets on the tank are all the standard equipment of the Red Shirt Army infantry. They are equipped with tiger crouching cannon, mountain cannon, flat-fire cannon, rocket launcher, continuous musket and grenades. The main body of the tank is a large boiler, which is very heavy.
It was considerable. In order to reduce the pressure on the ground, the engineers specially installed many more wheels. The effect was quite satisfactory. Because there was a lot of remaining power, the engineers installed the cart behind the steam chariot and let it drag the front.
Okay, this kind of personnel carrier is the standard configuration of the Red Shirt Army. It has a wooden body and is covered with thin steel plates to prevent bow and arrow attacks. With the protection of this layer of shell, the Red Shirt Army are even more powerful, and they don’t even need to wear armor.
Squatting in the car, he kept reloading, firing, reloading, and firing, calmly killing the Xixia cavalry. Anyway, the opponent's backward cold weapons could not cause them any harm.
Tobu Tachibana's 10,000-strong troop was well-trained and fearless of death. Even in the face of such terrifying lethality, they still charged forward. However, when the first wave of cavalry approached the enemy despite the hail of bullets, they put away their bows and arrows and drew out their scimitars.
When we were preparing for close combat, another unexpected situation happened. Those war horses stepped on something unknown and fell down one after another in pain, throwing the knights on their backs far away. The cavalry behind them had no time to rein in their horses.
The cavalryman was tripped by the horse lying in front of him and suffered heavy casualties for a while. Fortunately, the cavalryman did not suffer a concussion from the fall and continued to charge forward with his machete. However, he was hit by a bullet fired from the tank and died on the spot. One fell off his horse.
The cavalryman found something on the ground, picked it up and waved and shouted in the direction of Tobu Tachibana's tooth flag. The charging Tachibana glanced over and saw that the soldier was holding an iron caltrop dyed khaki. What a cunning Han!
There's just nothing you can do.
The enemy only has ten carts in total. No matter what strange weapons they have or what insidious tactics they use, their numbers are always at a disadvantage. As long as they rush upward with all their strength, they can always be defeated! The Tuburi flower face remains unchanged.
Still shouting in nonsense: "Charge me!" The large group of cavalry surged forward, and the caltrop formation laid by the red shirt army was filled with flesh and blood by them.