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Chapter 195 Rolling

The hundreds of thousands of Indian coalition forces directly south collapsed.

All the bullets from the machine gun fire hit the cowardly backs of the Opoyin deserters.

In the face of an infantry fighting vehicle that is ahead of its time, a six-fold numerical advantage is meaningless. No matter how many muskets are fired, it cannot penetrate the two-millimetre-thick armor of the infantry fighting vehicle. And when a Gatling machine gun fires 130 times a minute,

In the face of the rapid rate of fire, the stacking of people only increases the number of targets.

The Gatling gun has already killed more than 30,000 people, and it can kill more than 30,000 people before the barrel of the gun becomes red. All the Allied forces of Austria and India understand that continuing to charge upward will only lead to death.

First, the soldiers in the front turned and fled behind, and then this collapse quickly aroused the emotions of the soldiers in the back row. The panic of defeat soon filled the heads of all the soldiers of the Austro-Indian Allied Army, and everyone ran wildly behind them.

No supervising team can stop such a huge rout. If the supervising team dares to shoot at the soldiers who are in a huge rout, they will immediately be beaten into a hornet's nest by the rout soldiers.

Li Laosi observed the situation on the battlefield with a telescope and smiled.

There is no doubt that Prince Li Zhi won again. Although there were only 90,000 Tiger and Ben troops deep into the interior of India, and 5,000 were recently divided, and 85,000 had to fight against the 600,000 Austro-Indian allied army, but

In the face of the weapons created by the prince like stars descending from the earth, he won the war without any doubt.

Initially, there was pessimism among the Tigers and Tigers due to their numerical disadvantage, but as soon as the infantry fighting vehicles and Gatling guns came on stage, all uneasiness and concerns disappeared immediately.

Li Dingguo, who was beside Li Laosi, was also very excited, with a slight blush on his face. He put down his telescope and watched with his naked eyes the collapse of the densely packed Opo-Indian coalition forces in the distance, and shook his head with some emotion.

"The prince's methods are really terrible."

Li Laosi laughed loudly and said: "Li Dingguo, you will have a great opportunity to carefully study the greatness of the prince in the future."

Shimazu Mitsuhisa was also a little shocked by the complete victory on the battlefield. He took a breath and said: "Uncle, the southern part of the Indian coalition has completely collapsed. Don't we pursue it?"

Li Laosi waved his hand and shouted: "Chase! Of course we will chase! Six hundred infantry fighting vehicles will attack and hunt down the enemy's deserters."

Upon hearing Li Laosi's order, the flagman immediately waved the flag and issued the order to the infantry fighting vehicles ahead.

On the battlefield in the south, Boss Wei saw the Indian coalition forces retreating from all directions, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and stood up from behind the infantry fighting vehicle.

He stood between the chariots and fired a shot at the fleeing Ottoman Turkish infantry.

But the shot missed.

Boss Wei was about to reload when he saw that the top cover of the infantry fighting vehicle was opened, and the fighting vehicle correspondent climbed out of the fighting vehicle. Then the officers of the fighting vehicle unit began to shout on the roof of the fighting vehicle. The rear of the fighting vehicle sprayed out

There was black smoke, and then after a few seconds, infantry fighting vehicles one after another drove on the grass.

The chariot moved forward and began to pursue the escaping Opo-Indian soldiers.

Only then did Boss Wei turn his head to look at the high ground a few miles away, and found the flag ordering the entire army to pursue. He blew a breath from his nostrils, and began to shout loudly at the company soldiers hiding behind him, ordering the soldiers

Chasing and killing the fleeing Opo-Indian soldiers.

On the hill, Abbas II was on the verge of crying when he saw the infantry fighting vehicles chasing the coalition soldiers at high speed.

The infantry fighting vehicle drove too fast, reaching a speed of nearly 20 kilometers per hour at the rear. The fleeing coalition soldiers wearing various armors used their legs to run, and even if they ran out of breath, they could only maintain a top speed of ten minutes or ten kilometers.

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So Abbas II watched helplessly as the infantry fighting vehicles got closer and closer to the defeated coalition soldiers.

Gatling guns on tanks continued the carnage.

"Da da da da da da da da!"

Wherever machine guns swept across, coalition soldiers fell to the ground like scarecrows.

At the back, the infantry fighting vehicles had actually broken into the middle of the defeated soldiers of the Allied Forces of Opo and India. Not only were the death-like Gatling machine guns firing, but the steel tracks in front of the tanks that could crush everything were also crushing those who were panicking.

Broken troops.

In a corner of the battlefield, Abbas II saw eight or nine broken troops running together for a long time. When they were out of breath and could no longer run, they were finally crushed by the infantry fighting vehicles rushing up from behind. There were

Seven or eight soldiers reluctantly jumped to the side to avoid the chariot, but two broken soldiers failed to escape and were crushed under the infantry chariot alive.

The tracks like a crusher suddenly rolled the flesh and blood of the defeated soldiers under the steel plate, crushing the bodies of the defeated soldiers into meat paste. Bright red blood burst out from under the tracks and splashed several meters away.

The defeated soldiers fled ten miles in all directions, and were killed by tens of thousands of infantry fighting vehicles. The deserters began to discard their armor, even their leather armor, just hoping to escape faster. Originally there were 170,000

The southern front of the Japanese coalition forces was completely defeated, and I am afraid that not even a single organic soldier could escape.

The faces of the Central Asian nobles on the hill were ashen, and many of them knelt on the ground, wanting to cry without tears.

The infantry fighting vehicles on the battlefield were charging back and forth recklessly, but hundreds of thousands of Ottomans, Persians and Indians were helpless.

Suddenly, Koprulu shook his body, opened his eyes suddenly, and shouted: "It's terrible!"

Baldip raised his head and looked at Koprulu.

Koprulu looked at the thirteen infantry chariots on the left side of the hill, and then at the eleven chariots on the right side of the hill. His face turned pale, and his lips trembled as he said: "These chariots... these chariots have already

They are surrounding us."

Abbas II's pupils shrank and he suddenly looked around.

In order to observe the battlefield, the hill where the nobles are located is only fifteen miles away from the southern front line, and the straight-line distance is not far. The infantry fighting vehicles never rushed towards the hill, and the nobles on the mountain did not feel that the infantry fighting vehicles were preparing to threaten the base camp here. So,

Inadvertently, more than a dozen chariots chasing the defeated troops had already appeared and surrounded the hill.

The chariots on both sides were no more than three miles away from the hill.

Abbas II suddenly rushed up the hillside and rushed towards the place where the horse stopped.

The nobles on the mountain woke up from a dream and rushed up the mountainside with Abbas II.

However, although the nobles escaped quickly, they were not as fast as the cannonballs.

Seeing the nobles on the mountain begin to flee, the infantry chariots outflanking both sides of the hill appeared. They suddenly turned and rushed towards the hill. The rear-mounted cannon on the left side of the chariot began to bombard the horse parking area halfway up the mountain.

Only the continuous sound of artillery was heard, and the explosive shells hit the Arab horses halfway up the mountain like meteors. The explosions exploded around the horses like fireworks, and some unlucky horses were killed on the spot. Other horses were frightened.

He began to struggle desperately, fighting uncontrollably against the reins tied to the wooden posts.

It was impossible for these well-trained war horses to escape desperately. The wooden stakes laid on the ground to tie the horses were not strong. But now the cannonball hit the war horses, and the situation was completely different. Under the desperate drag of the tall war horses,

, those wooden piles were quickly dragged out of the ground.

Shells from the breech-loading cannon continued to fall in the horse parking area, and more than two hundred horses quickly got rid of the obstacles and ran away in all directions.


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