The first wave of attacks was frustrated, Timur's army had to retreat, and the two sides re-entered a state of confrontation.
Balulus was scolded by Abu Saiza and was so angry that he could only endure it and not let it out.
"Great Khan, the Ming army is cunning, we need to change our strategy."
Abu Saiza had almost finished scolding him. After hearing this, he asked: "What's your strategy?"
Balulus said: "I admit that the Ming army's firearms are powerful, but even the most powerful weapons have weaknesses!"
Abu Saiza's eyes darkened slightly and he said, "Go on!"
"The Ming Dynasty attacked the Ottomans by taking the Nanyang sea route, and the ammunition they carried was limited. This new type of firearm is very powerful, which means that the production process is complicated, especially the ammunition. Every time a batch is consumed, there will be a smaller batch. Unless it is imported from the mainland,
Supplies were brought in, but they didn’t have time at all.”
"That's the truth. What's your response?"
"It's very simple, consume!"
Abu Saiza raised his eyes and said: "How to consume it? Are you going to consume it with the lives of soldiers?"
Balulus replied: "Great Khan, fighting is all about attrition. If you can win victory by sacrificing the lives of a few soldiers, why not?"
Abu Saiza was silent for a moment and then asked: "From a tactical perspective, your proposal is fine, but have you ever thought about how we can win if the battlefield becomes a one-sided killing and our morale is destroyed?"
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Balulus said: "Don't worry, Great Khan. When my subordinates attacked the Sultan of Delhi, they recruited some local surrender troops, about five thousand people. They come in handy today."
Abu Saiza finally nodded and said: "Even if we surrender our troops, we should use them sparingly and spread out the formation as much as possible to consume the Ming army's ammunition to the maximum extent."
"I obey my orders!"
"Wait a moment!"
Abu Saiza suddenly thought of something and said: "Deploy some elites from these surrendered troops. It doesn't need to be too many, just a few hundred people, and circle back to attack the Ming army's supply line!"
Balulus was a little puzzled and asked: "Great Khan, we can use our people to attack the opponent's supplies. The combat effectiveness of Delhi's troops is so poor that even the elite cannot compete with the Ming army."
Abu Saiza smiled contemptuously and said: "There is no hope that these troops will be successful at all. It only needs to distract the opponent's attention, that is enough."
Balulusi finally came to his senses and said: "The great Khan is brilliant!"
The combat effectiveness of Delhi's troops is not that bad. They were originally used by civilians. If they can successfully cause damage to the Ming army's supply lines, it will be a waste of money.
Even if you can't do it, it doesn't matter.
If the Ming army's logistics line is attacked, it will inevitably disperse the troops on the front line to defend, and its strategic purpose will be achieved.
After everything was arranged, the battle began again.
All the elite members of Timur's army were withdrawn and replaced by Delhi soldiers.
The Ming army soon discovered clues. The enemy's infantry were all in groups, and they were very scattered among themselves.
Boom!
Boom!
After a burst of cannon fire, the opponent's attack slowed down, but not long after, they pounced again.
Li Zhen felt something was wrong and waved her hand to postpone firing.
Since taking charge of the New Three Thousand Battalion, I have experienced a lot of battles, large and small, and seen many different tactics. This is the first time I have seen this kind of attack method.
Sun Jixian came forward and asked: "Master, do you want to fight or not?"
"Do not hit!"
"But the enemy is coming!"
Li Zhen put down the telescope and asked, "Don't you think there's a problem?"
Sun Jixian thought for a while, nodded and said: "It's quite strange. These people are too scattered, and their charging speed is not fast. It feels like..."
"What is it?"
"Like cannon fodder!"
"That's right, it's cannon fodder!"
Li Zhen sneered and said: "Timur's army wants to use these cannon fodder to defraud me of the cannonballs. It's really ridiculous!"
"Master, what should we do?"
"The order goes down. All artillery and muskets, and not a single round of ammunition should be wasted. The front line should fix the bayonets and prepare for hand-to-hand combat!"
"yes!"
A strange scene appeared on the battlefield. After the Ming army fired a few artillery shells, it was like a misfire and there was no sound anymore.
Timur's legion still only had Delhi soldiers, charging forward sparsely.
Behind the position, Balulusi's eyes widened, and he clearly saw that all his men rushed to the Ming army's position, but there was still no reaction from the other side, and the battlefield fell into deathly silence.
Finally, the frontline Delhi soldiers arrived at the Ming army's position, and then...
The Ming troops hiding in the trenches suddenly jumped up. The rifles in their hands had triangular bayonets installed on their fronts, making them particularly dazzling.
"kill!"
Amidst the shouts of killing, the Ming army frantically harvested the opponent's lives like chopping melons and vegetables.
The Delhi soldiers on the opposite side suddenly turned into watermelons and cabbages, beaten until they cried for their fathers and cried for their mothers, and peeed like shit.
Melee combat is more brutal than long-range combat. Just imagine if you are charging on the battlefield and a cannonball falls next to you. With a loud bang, the person is gone. It is simple and painless.
Hand-to-hand combat is very different. Every time a knife hits the body, there will be a deep blood mark.
You will see your own blood pouring out of your body and spraying on the other person's face.
The Delhi soldiers were originally positioned as a food transport team, or at most reserve forces. They were not prepared for battle at all. They even received the weapons in their hands just last night.
Whether it is the combat quality of individual soldiers or the overall skills and tactics, there is really a huge difference.
The battlefield immediately turned into a one-sided killing. The Delhi soldiers were desperate. They could not fight again and again, nor could they run away. At the critical moment, some people decisively threw down their weapons and knelt on the ground.
A Ming soldier held a bayonet and chased him forward. When he saw the other man suddenly kneeling down and begging for mercy, he was startled for a moment, then spat disdainfully, and turned around to chase the next man.
When other Delhi soldiers saw this, they immediately threw away their weapons and knelt down to beg for surrender.
Balulus saw this scene in the telescope and was so angry that he cursed.
Originally, they wanted to use these surrendered troops to consume the ammunition of the Ming army. However, they did not expect to use muskets at all, and instead used bayonets.
This result surprised him, because long-range strikes only resulted in ammunition loss and zero casualties in personnel, while close combat would result in attrition anyway.
Even if those Delhi soldiers can't be reused, it's okay to kill one out of ten, right?
Five thousand people rushed over, and even if they all died in battle, they would still have to drag five hundred Ming troops with them to be buried with them.
What is infuriating is that the Delhi soldiers really have no backbone at all. They collapsed at the first touch and surrendered directly.
Balulusi jumped to his feet and cursed. After a long time, he tried to calm down and went to the Chinese army's tent.
After scolding others, it’s time to get scolded yourself.