Of course, Mahmud would not feel that the Ottoman [***] team would have no way to deal with the white-clothed army. He just didn't dare to take it lightly. For the final victory, Mahmoud is still very confident. After thinking for a while, he decided to touch the details of the white-clothed army on the frontal battlefield. So, he sent someone to send a letter to Xu Xingxia again, asking the two armies to start a war in three days. The location is in the vast wilderness just outside Tirik.

The Ottoman [***] team was generally equipped with a Lumi gun, which had a long range and great power, and if the three-stage shooting tactics were adopted, they had never encountered an opponent. Those who opposed the Ottoman [***] team were all beaten to death by Lu Mi. Even the Abbasids of the Safavid dynasty, in front of the Rumi Gun, had only the advantage of bowing down.

"If the White Coats agree to fight us head-on, they will die! We're going to wipe them all out! The brilliance of the true God will be everywhere! No one can escape the punishment of the true God! Ann Naid's hands danced confidently and excitedly.

Xu Xingxia read the letter and said casually: "Agree to their request, and fight head-on!" Let's see the real chapter on the battlefield! The order is one higher merit, steady and steady, and the main thing is to consume the enemy's living forces. Those fanatics should not pay too much attention for the time being, and must find a way to force the Sultan's own soldiers out! ”

After Gao Yigong received the order, he immediately adjusted the troops.

According to his estimates, in the initial battle, the Ottoman side would definitely not send elite Sultan's own soldiers. It should be those fanatics who take the lead. There is no more suitable cannon fodder in the world than a fanatic. In other words, Gao Yigong still doesn't understand how those fanatics were brainwashed, and why they didn't react to death at all? They're not people at all, they're a bunch of perverts!

Since the Sultan's own soldiers will not be dispatched easily, the white-clothed army naturally cannot throw out all their secret weapons at once. When it's time to keep it low, you have to keep it low. Like a mortar or something like that, until the last moment, it's better to hide it. Only when the other party takes out all the killer weapons at the bottom of the box can the mortar go into battle.

In fact, Xu Xingxia thinks the same way. He asked Gao Yigong to hide the mortar first and not let the Ottoman side know. Mortars are a weapon of great destruction that can only exert their greatest power when they are used at the most critical time. 30,000 Sultan's personal soldiers, say no more, say a lot less, if there is no mortar such a big killing weapon, it is really difficult to deal with.

During these three days, both the white-clothed army and the Ottoman Empire were trying to prepare for battle in all aspects. The entire outskirts of Tirik were full of armed troops, military flags fluttering in the wind, sentry posts everywhere, and swimming sentinels everywhere, and the atmosphere seemed very depressing. Even the goshawk, which had been flying with the white-clothed army, disappeared temporarily.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

In the silence of the night, there was a sudden sound of violent gunfire.

Xu Xingxia lay in the hammock, listened attentively for a moment, and did not notice anything unusual, so he continued to sleep. When he got up the next day, he received news that a patrol of the Lion Cavalry had encountered a small group of Sultan's own scouts. There was a fierce exchange of fire between the two sides. Later, troops from both sides went to reinforce it, which led to a time expansion of the fighting. However, later, the Ottoman side took the initiative to retreat, and the fighting tended to subside.

"Are you sure the other party is a soldier of the Sultan?" Xu Xingxia asked with concern.

The five officers of the white-clothed army patrol were all invited to Xu Xingxia to report the situation in detail. The bodies of the soldiers of the Ottoman Empire [***] who were killed were also dragged back. Judging from the battle situation at the scene, as well as the clothes, weapons and equipment on the corpses, the white-clothed army patrol encountered it was indeed the Sultan's own soldiers.

According to the officers of the patrol, the encounter between the two sides was indeed very sudden. However, those who can be dispatched to the patrol are elite fighters. Whether it was the white-clothed army or the Sultan's own soldiers, after the sudden encounter, they immediately took combat action. This is completely unconscious and does not need to go through the conditioned reflexes of the brain.

"We immediately got down on our ......," said the officers of the patrol.

One of the biggest benefits of a Han-style rifle is that you don't need to stand up and reload in battle. This allows the soldiers of the white-clothed army to lie on the ground and look for obstacles to cover themselves, so as to effectively avoid the enemy's shots and ensure their own living space. This point is obviously very important when the two armies encounter suddenly.

It is conceivable what kind of result will be achieved against a Han rifle that is essentially a breech-loading rifled gun, which is essentially a smoothbore gun. After the soldiers of the white-clothed army lay down, they effectively avoided the fire of Lu Mi Gong and reduced their own casualties. They can lie on their stomachs and fire at their enemies without having to stand up and expose themselves.

The Sultan's own soldiers, on the other hand, could not do that. They had to stand up and reload the Lumi Gun. When they stand up, they're just live targets! At a distance of only a few dozen meters, any soldier in white can effectively hit them. One shot passed, and the Sultan's own soldiers were bound to fall.

The final result also fully proves this point. The patrol of the White Clothes Army is actually only half a squad, about thirty people. The patrol of the Sultan's own soldiers was a hundred people. However, the casualties on both sides were completely disproportionate.

On the side of the White Army, five soldiers were wounded. Three were hit by the Lumi Gun in non-vital places, and two were pure bruises. Where the battle broke out between the two sides, there were too many stones, and they were accidentally bruised. On the side of the Ottoman [***], thirty-two men were killed and another two dozen wounded.

"What's going on?"

"How did you do that?"

"I've seen a disgrace, I've never seen such a disgrace!"

Looking at the embarrassed scouts, Ann Naid was immediately angry.

It was indeed the scout team of the Sultan's own soldiers who were defeated by the scouts of the White Army. Indeed, there were a hundred of them. Their original purpose was to catch the tongue of the white-clothed army and extract information from the mouth of the tongue.

Originally, according to their assumptions, more than 100 Sultan's personal soldiers would have succeeded in catching the tongue when they encountered the patrol of the White Army. Even if you can't catch a live tongue, you can give the other party a dismount. On the eve of the battle between the two armies, giving the white-clothed army a ruthless dismount can effectively hit the morale of the white-clothed army and dampen the combat effectiveness of the white-clothed army.

However, they didn't expect that the patrol of the White Army was so fierce that they couldn't resist it at all. If it weren't for them running fast, I'm afraid that all the people would have to stay in that pile of rubble. This dismount was solidly landed on top of their heads by the white-clothed army.

"Rubbish! It's all rubbish! ”

"Confinement! Confin, all of them! ”

The result of the battle made Annaider feel very faceless. If it weren't for the need for battle, he would have ordered them to be executed. With such a humiliating record, he still has the face to come back alive? None of the white-clothed soldiers were killed, but more than 30 people were killed and more than 20 people were injured.

Fortunately, Mahmud, as the coach, did not say anything. As a veteran who has been on the battlefield for many years, he has seen all kinds of situations. It's just that his brows, inadvertently, wrinkled even more. It seems that these white-clothed soldiers are really not easy to deal with. If you are not careful, someone else will give yourself a dismount.

Mahmud is more worried about whether the other units of the White Army will be as perverted in combat as the patrols. If all the white-clothed troops have such perverted combat effectiveness, the Ottoman [***] team, if they want to defeat the other party smoothly, I am afraid that it will not be easy at all. Xu Xingxia, a freak, why is he so powerful?

Under the auspices of Mahmud, the remaining members of the Sultan's personal scouts gave a detailed report on the situation of the war. As a result, Mahmud and others, the more they listened, the more unpleasant it became. Ann Naid's brows were almost huddled together. That's just! How powerful is the White Army? He wouldn't have believed it if he was killed.

The military uniform of the white-clothed army is modeled after the uniform of the armed police of later generations. From a distance, it does look a bit thin. Its color is relatively unremarkable. It also doesn't have a towering red hat, a wide belt. Purely from the outside, it feels a little shabby. However, who would have thought that their combat effectiveness would be so powerful?

"Bastard! It's not that the white-clothed army is too powerful, it's that you are incompetent! ”

Ann Nend scolded his men viciously, his cheeks almost contorted. He will not admit that the combat effectiveness of the white-clothed army is above that of the Sultan's own soldiers. If he admits it, it will be a fatal blow to the entire Ottoman [***] team. When did the domineering Sultan's own soldiers ever meet a real opponent?

However, in private, Anneid did not dare to be careless. He was determined to get a good understanding of the details of the battle of the White Clothes Army from other sources, so as to have a new understanding of the White Clothes Army. Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one win all battles, this kind of truth, the Ottoman Emperor [***] team also understands. started a war in a daze, only afraid that he would suffer a big loss. They certainly wouldn't make such a low-level mistake.

(To be continued)