Tens of thousands of Indian coalition forces due south collapsed.

All the bullets fired by the machine guns hit the cowardly backs of the Opoyin deserters.

In the face of infantry fighting vehicles that were ahead of their time, a six-fold numerical advantage was meaningless. No amount of musket siege could penetrate the armor of an infantry fighting vehicle more than two millimeters thick. And in the face of the rate of fire of the Gatling gun of one hundred and thirty rounds a minute, the stacking of numbers only increased the target.

The Gatling gun had already killed more than 30,000 people, and more than 30,000 more could be killed before the barrel was red-hot. All the Otto-Polish and Indian troops understood that continuing to rush up was just sending them to their deaths.

First, the soldiers in front turned and fled to the back, and then this collapse quickly drove the emotions of the soldiers in the back row. The panic of defeat soon spread over the heads of all the Otto-Polish soldiers, and everyone ran behind them.

No Warlord could stop such a rout, and if the Warlord dared to shoot at the defeated soldiers, he would be beaten into a hornet's nest by the routs.

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

There is no doubt that the prince Li Zhi has won again. Although the Tiger Ben army that penetrated deep into the interior of India was only 90,000, and had recently been divided into 5,000, and had to meet the 600,000 Ostro-Polish and Indian troops with 85,000 men, the war was won without any suspense in the face of the weapons created by the prince like the stars.

Originally, there was pessimism among the Tiger Army due to the inferiority of numbers, but as soon as the infantry fighting vehicles and Gatling guns were introduced, all anxiety and concerns immediately disappeared.

Li Dingguo, who was beside Li Laosi, was also very excited, and his face was slightly red. He put down his binoculars and watched with his naked eyes the collapse of the dense Apsarian-Polish coalition army in the distance, and shook his head with some emotion.

"The prince's methods are really terrible."

Li Laosi laughed and said, "Li Dingguo, the prince's martial arts, you will have a great chance to figure it out carefully in the future." ”

Shimazu Mitsuhisa was also a little shocked by the total victory on the battlefield, took a breath and said: "Uncle, the southern part of the Indian coalition has completely collapsed, won't we chase it?" ”

Li Laosi waved his hand and shouted, "Chase!" Of course chase! Six hundred infantry fighting vehicles assaulted, chasing and killing the enemy's deserters. ”

Hearing Li Laosi's order, the flag bearer immediately waved the flag order and gave the order to the infantry fighting vehicles in front.

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

Standing in the gap between the chariots, he fired a shot at the fleeing Ottoman Turkish infantry.

But the shot missed.

Boss Wei was about to reload, but saw the top cover of the infantry fighting vehicle be opened, and the chariot communicator climbed out of the chariot. Then the officers of the tank unit began to shout on the roof of the tank. Black smoke erupted from the tail of the tank, and after a few seconds, one after another infantry fighting vehicles moved on the grass.

The chariot moved forward and began to pursue the fleeing Otto-Polish soldiers.

Only then did Boss Wei turn his head and look at the high ground a few miles away, and found the flag ordering the whole army to pursue. He let out a breath from his nostrils and began to shout at the soldiers of the company hiding behind him, ordering them to chase down the fleeing Otto-Polish soldiers.

On the hill, Abbas II saw the infantry fighting vehicles chasing the Allied soldiers at high speed, and he was already crying without tears.

The infantry fighting vehicle drove so fast that it reached a speed of nearly twenty kilometers per hour in the back. The coalition soldiers who fled in various armors used their legs to run, and even if they ran out of breath, they could only hold on to the top speed of ten minutes and ten kilometers.

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

The carnage continued with the Gatling guns on the chariot.

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Where the machine guns swept through, the Coalition soldiers pounced on the ground like scarecrows.

By the time they got behind, the infantry fighting vehicles had actually broken through into the middle of the Austro-Polish and Indian soldiers, and not only the Gatling guns were firing, but the steel tracks in front of the chariots that could crush everything were also crushing the panicked routers.

In one corner of the battlefield, Abbas II saw eight or nine routed soldiers running together for a long time, and when they were out of breath and could no longer run, they were finally pressed by the infantry fighting vehicles rushing up from behind. Seven or eight soldiers barely jumped to the side to avoid the chariot, but two more routers failed to escape, and were crushed under the infantry chariot.

The crusher tracks slammed the flesh and blood of the rout under the steel plates, crushing the rout's bodies into meat sauce. Bright red blood burst out from under the tracks, splattering several meters away.

The rout fled for ten miles in all directions, and tens of thousands of people were killed by the pursuing infantry fighting vehicles. The deserters began to throw away their armor and even their leather armor, hoping to escape faster. The southern front of the coalition army, which originally numbered 170,000 men, was completely crushed, and I am afraid that not a single formed soldier could escape.

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

On the battlefield, infantry fighting vehicles rushed back and forth with impunity, and hundreds of thousands of Ottomans, Persians and Indians had no choice.

Suddenly, Kopluru's body shook, his eyes widened, and he shouted, "Oops! ”

Bardip looked up at Koplulu.

Koplulu 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 became pale, and his lips trembled: "These chariots... These tanks have surrounded us here. ”

Abbas II's pupils narrowed, and he looked sharply around.

In order to observe the battlefield, the hill where the nobles were located was only fifteen miles from the southern front, which was not far in a straight line. The infantry fighting vehicles never rushed towards the hill head-on, and the nobles on the hill did not feel that the infantry fighting vehicles were ready to threaten the base camp on this side. So inadvertently, more than a dozen chariots chasing the rout had already outflanked the left and right of the hill.

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

Abbas II surged towards the side of the hill and rushed to the place where his horse had stopped.

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

But the nobles fled as fast as the cannonballs.

Seeing that the nobles on the hill began to flee, the infantry fighting vehicles that outflanked both flanks of the hill appeared in a dagger, turned sharply, and rushed towards the side of the hill. The breech-loading guns on the left side of the tank began to bombard the stalled area halfway up the mountain.

Only the continuous sound of artillery was heard, and the flowering shells smashed like meteors into the Arabian war horses halfway up the mountain. The explosion exploded around the horses like fireworks, and some of the hapless horses were killed instantly. The frightened other horses began to struggle desperately, uncontrollably confronting the reins tied to the stake.

It would have been impossible for these well-trained horses to run away desperately, and the wooden stakes on the ground for tethering the horses were not strong. But at this time, the shell hit the war horse, and the situation was completely different. Under the desperate drag of the tall horses, the stakes were quickly dragged out of the ground.

Shells from the rear-loading guns kept falling in the stalling area, and more than 200 horses quickly got rid of the obstacles and fled in all directions.