There is only the last line of defense left in front of us, and the walls of Tehran's New City are already within easy reach.
A smile finally appeared on Balulusi's lips. This place would soon become the territory of the Timur Khanate. The people of the Ming Dynasty would never have imagined that everything they did here would be advantageous to others in the blink of an eye.
He was more concerned about the Ming army's firearms than these buildings.
If the Timur Khanate mastered these weapons, it would only be a matter of time before it conquered the world.
He is even imagining now that his legions are armed with the Ming army's muskets and artillery, fighting everywhere, and are invincible...
The Ming army continued to retreat, and Timur's army continued to advance.
Finally, the legion advanced to the last line of defense of the Ming army's position!
This is a long and narrow trench, roughly one and a half people high.
Balulusi became even more excited and led the people to jump down without hesitation.
As long as this trench is broken through, the Ming army will no longer have a position to defend. By then...
Suddenly, he realized something was wrong.
This is a keen sense of combat, coupled with the experience gained from hundreds of battles, allowing him to immediately detect the problem.
There is something wrong with the height of the trench!
Generally speaking, the function of the trench is to provide a shooting space for the musketeers. Therefore, it will not be dug very deep, about half a person's height. At least when shooting, the eyes can see outside.
However, this trench is actually longer than an adult man's height. Even if you have to raise your hands and jump your feet, you can reach the upper edge.
How did the Ming army shoot in such a deep trench?
Balulus quickly recalled the scene of the battle. The Ming army had blocked the attack in the first two trenches, but when it came to the last trench, not a single shot was fired.
If it is not used to block attacks, then what is the purpose of this trench?
Suddenly, Balulusi had an ominous premonition in his heart!
"Retreat, retreat quickly!"
But, it's too late.
Those who rushed in front were all heavily armored knights. They were covered in iron armor from top to bottom and were particularly inconvenient to move. After jumping down from the trench, it was impossible to climb up.
Moreover, the soldiers at the back were still jumping off the trenches. At this time, the people in front suddenly received the order to retreat, and they suddenly crowded together.
Boom!
Amidst the chaos, a loud noise was heard.
Here, the Ming army had already planted bombs, waiting for Timur's soldiers to jump down.
Boom!
Boom!
Explosions sounded one after another. The entire trench was about fifty meters long, and ten bombs were planted in advance.
These bombs are made of black powder, because the production process of black powder is simple and the quantity is large.
The power of the bomb depends on the amount of gunpowder. Regardless of the load of the Kongming Lantern, it doesn't matter how much gunpowder you want.
Suddenly, blood and flesh flew everywhere in the trenches.
The corpses of Timur soldiers were scattered everywhere, and the blood and soil mixed together, emitting a disgusting smell.
Balulus had better luck. When the explosion started, the two heavy cavalry in front of him blocked most of the shock wave and shrapnel.
Even so, he was still thrown away, covered in blood.
I just don’t know if the blood is my own or that of others around me.
Because the trenches were dug too deep, many bodies were buried on the spot, which saved a lot of trouble.
As for those who are not completely dead, they are buried directly in place.
Balulus tried his best to push the body away and struggled to get up. However, his legs seemed to have lost all feeling. No matter how hard he tried, he could not move an inch.
At this time, his heart was filled with fear and despair, and he could only wait for death to come and the massacre by the Ming army.
"kill!"
Suddenly, there was a burst of shouts of killing in the distance, one after another, continuous.
Balurus lay on the ground and clearly felt the deafening sound of horse hooves.
He wanted to see what was going on, but his body was completely unconscious and he couldn't move.
Hearing the explosion, the main cavalry of the Ming army immediately came over from both sides to cut off the retreat of Timur's army.
This time, it was a real one-sided killing of cavalry against infantry.
Before Timur's soldiers could react, the vanguard was completely gone, and now they had to face the cavalry attack again, unable to withstand it.
Balulus clearly heard the sound of rifle shooting, the sound of bows and arrows piercing the air, the sound of swords and spears piercing flesh, and the screams of the soldiers.
He was already despairing. This battle was ultimately lost.
At this time, he could only lie on the ground, unable to move.
His heart was beating violently, as if it was about to burst out of his chest. His hands tightly grasped the soil, trying to crawl out of the pile of dead people, but after trying for a long time, it was still in vain.
A pair of military boots suddenly appeared in front of me. Judging from the style, they should be soldiers of the Ming Army.
Of course, it is no longer possible for one of my own to appear at this time.
Those at the front were all killed, and those who survived were just like me, buried in a pile of dead people unable to move. The rear team was intercepted and killed by Ming cavalry, and was completely defeated...
Baluluosi smiled bitterly and slowly raised his head.
He wanted to see what the person in front of him looked like...
"This one is not dead, it is still moving!"
puff!
The light of the sword passed by, and Balulusi's head fell to the ground.
The Ming army, which had just pretended to retreat, began to counterattack. Those Timurid soldiers who had been injured by the explosion had nowhere to escape, and were stabbed one by one, killing them all.
The cavalry moved back and forth, dividing the soldiers of Timur's legion, and then defeated them one by one.
Abu Saiza held a telescope and saw that his soldiers were being slaughtered, and felt his heart bleed.
More than half of the 200,000-strong army had been killed or wounded, and the rest were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, without even the courage to resist.
Military Minister Muhalda stepped forward and asked: "Great Khan, what should I do?"
Abu Saiza closed his eyes silently and said: "Withdraw!"
"Great Khan, this is our entire main force!"
Muhalda was anxious, should he just watch the soldiers being slaughtered and do nothing?
Abu Saiza suddenly opened his eyes and asked, "Do you have a better way?"
Muhalda suddenly fell silent, yes, what else can be done?
The 200,000-strong army is the main force, and now there are 300,000 logistics personnel. Are these logistics personnel required to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy?
The main force has been wiped out, what's the use of the support staff?
The only thing that can be done is to consume the Ming army's physical strength. After all, killing is a physical job. Even if there are 300,000 sheep lined up for you to kill, it will take three days and three nights to kill them, and your swords will be cut and curled.
The failure of the front line is a foregone conclusion. If we don't withdraw, I'm afraid even the Great Khan will get involved.
The trumpet sounded, and the troops broke out of camp and retreated.
When the soldiers who were still fighting fiercely on the front line heard the sound, their hearts were filled with despair and they no longer had any fighting spirit.
"surrender!"
"We surrender!"
Everyone dropped their swords in unison and knelt down to beg for surrender.