Finally, it was the Black Sheep Legion from the north who made the first move.
Karashakh personally led an army of 50,000 people to set off. The Chinese army advanced forward, and the cavalry detoured back to cover the two flanks. The momentum was like a rainbow.
The Timur Army on the east road and the Aries Army on the south road got the news and took action one after another, but they were not as quick as the Black Sheep Army and seemed to still have a wait-and-see attitude.
Duke Rui Li Zhen came to the northern front in person. At this time, the Black Sheep Army had already arrived at the city, covering the sky and the sun.
"Sir, the enemy has entered the minefield. Do you want to open fire?"
Li Zhen held a monocular telescope in her hand. As far as she could see, there were densely packed crowds of people.
"Don't be anxious yet, calm down!"
Karashakh was wary of the Ming army's firearms. As his troops advanced, he constantly adjusted their formation to prevent being ambushed.
However, the other party made no movement for a long time, which made his tense mood relax little by little.
The situation at hand has confirmed that Moravi's intelligence is correct, and the Ming army has no ammunition!
Without heavy firepower, Tehran cannot be defended with just a few thousand men.
Peripheral scouts keep coming to report, and the Timurid Army and the Aries Army are also advancing steadily. No matter which of these two groups captures Tehran, they will not surrender obediently. It is time to make a decision.
After weighing for a long time, Karashakh finally issued the order for a general attack.
After all, they are superior in numbers. Even if the Ming army has an ambush, even if they suffer casualties, they will still capture Tehran!
"attack!"
The low horn sounded, and the Black Sheep Legion began to charge.
Li Zhen stared straight ahead and slowly raised her right hand.
Seeing that there was no obstruction from the Ming army, the Black Sheep Legion charged more fiercely. The vanguard had broken through the minefield, and their facial expressions could be seen clearly without a telescope.
Fierce, greedy, and murderous.
It's like a pack of hungry wolves rushing into a flock of sheep, showing their sharp claws.
The distance between the two sides was less than a hundred steps, and the Black Sheep Legion's charge became even more frenzied. They seemed to have seen the hope of victory, and the tragic defeat that happened not long ago had long been forgotten.
At this moment, Li Zhen's right hand suddenly waved down.
"Fire!"
Suddenly, a series of cannon fire was heard from the Ming army's position, which was deafening and resounded throughout the sky.
The shells that came out of the barrel passed over the front line of the Black Sheep Legion like meteors and landed behind them.
Boom!
Boom!
The shell landed, exploded, and detonated the mines that had been laid. Suddenly, there were explosions everywhere, accompanied by bursts of crying and howling.
In the dense formation, countless soldiers of the Black Sheep Legion were blown to pieces, their flesh and blood flying everywhere.
The charge of the front line continued because they could not stop at all.
The rear was already in chaos. Minefields separated the entire Black Sheep Legion. Under the double blow of mortars and landmines, a large number of soldiers were killed on the spot. The teams behind were still charging. The seriously injured were lying on the ground calling for help, but there was no one.
People ignored them and even stepped on them.
With such a large-scale charge, even if the commander gives an order to retreat, it will be difficult to execute it for a while.
Karashakh's heart was bleeding. The Easterners were too cunning and they set up an ambush after all.
However, the war machine has been started and cannot be stopped easily.
At this point, we can only continue to charge. We still have the advantage in numbers. Even if we risk casualties, we still have to win the position.
Li Zhen stared in front of her indifferently and raised her right hand high again.
boom!
boom!
boom!
A series of gunshots rang out from the Ming army's position, and bullets poured out like a torrential rain, mercilessly shooting at the invading enemy.
Within a hundred steps is the most advantageous shooting distance of the rifle, and the leading force of the Black Sheep Legion suffered heavy losses in an instant.
Their formation began to become chaotic, soldiers fell down one after another, and wailing sounds occurred one after another.
Karashah's heart was bleeding, but he had no way out.
If they retreat at this time and the Ming army takes advantage of the situation to pursue them, the casualties will be even more severe.
He clearly saw that there were only a thousand people on the Ming army's position, and they could not withstand the impact of his 50,000-strong army no matter what.
Fight!
The Black Sheep Legion continued to rush towards the Ming army's position, trying to break through the defense line, a hundred steps, eighty steps, fifty steps...
After entering fifty steps, it is difficult to go further.
Gunfire rang out constantly from the Ming army's position, suppressing the enemy's charge.
The black sheep soldiers kept falling, and then new soldiers rushed up and fell again...
They have not yet understood that war has entered the age of firearms, and numbers are no longer an advantage.
Unless the opponent's ammunition is exhausted, no matter how many people there are, they will not be able to pass through the firepower network of the forward position.
Karashakh saw that his army suffered heavy losses, but was unable to take a step forward. He had no choice but to change his formation.
The Black Sheep soldiers began to disperse and surrounded the Ming army's position in a fan shape.
The cavalry on both wings began to make circuitous movements, moving to the left and right of the Ming army's position, waiting for opportunities to find loopholes in the Ming army's defense line.
Seeing this, Li Zhen decisively ordered the adjustment of the Ming army's defensive formation to ensure that each position could take care of each other. If there was a gap, others could quickly fill it.
As time went by, the battle became more intense.
The soldiers of the Black Sheep Legion were still charging crazily, while the Ming army relied on tight defensive formations and excellent fire suppression to always stick to their positions.
With the unremitting efforts of the Black Sheep Legion, they finally broke through the fifty-step death line and charged towards the Ming army's position.
The battle entered a fierce stage. Although the Ming army had huge advantages in weapons and equipment, its numbers were too small and casualties had begun to occur.
The soldiers of the Black Sheep Legion were even more exhausted. They struggled hard under the firepower of the Ming army. With their last breath, they rushed into the Ming army's position and struck down with their swords.
However, what awaited them was the shining three-edged bayonet.
Countless Black Sheep soldiers fell on the Ming army's position, and then the Ming army suddenly rushed out of the position and launched a counterattack.
Their formation is tight, with every three, five, or seven or eight people forming a small team. The team members echo back and forth, like a meat grinder, harvesting the lives of the enemy.
Karashakh was desperate and finally fought hand-to-hand, but his side still did not have the advantage.
The morale of the Black Sheep Legion began to decline. They found that they were surrounded by Ming troops. Each team seemed to be fighting independently, but they were still able to maintain close contact with each other, cover each other, and attack extremely ruthlessly, usually
One move is fatal, without any unnecessary movements.
Melee combat is more terrifying than long-range suppression. Under the blow of muskets and artillery, you may die before you even react.
Only when the other party truly stands in front of you can you truly experience the cruelty of war.
Facing the murderous Ming troops, fear arose in their hearts. They no longer had the courage to charge, so they dropped their scimitars and retreated desperately, trying to escape from this bloody battlefield.
Seeing that his army began to flee, Karashakh finally gave the order to retreat.