Marthatini, of course, didn't want to kill her own men. A large number of casualties among fanatics, she was also very uncomfortable. However, she always felt that with the number of fanatics, she could definitely take out all the white-clothed soldiers. As long as you can kill the white-clothed army, even if the price paid is a bit heavy, it is worth it. Xu Xingxia is too hateful.

She didn't believe how long the artillery of the white-clothed army could last. After she slowly calmed down, she also saw a little clue from it. At such a rate of consumption, the shells of the white-clothed army will definitely be consumed quickly. She just waited for the white-clothed army to run out of ammunition and food. As soon as the shells of the White Army are exhausted, the opportunity of the fanatics comes.

Rosalind and Marthatini's thoughts are actually the same. She also hoped that the shells of the White Army could be consumed as soon as possible. If the whites were left without shells, they would certainly not be able to stop the attack of the fanatics. At that time, there will be no suspense as to which side the victory will belong. Now she is waiting for the artillery fire of the white-clothed army to end.

However, as time passed, the artillery fire of the white army showed no signs of stopping. On the contrary, it seems to be getting more and more ferocious. The ranks of the fanatics have been blown to a very thin area, and the distance between them has been widened. A large number of shells, after the explosion, overturned mainly the corpses and debris on the battlefield, as well as a large amount of sand and gravel. These things, in the eyes of those who follow, are indeed quite spectacular.

However, such a spectacle is a bit tragic for those who watch the battle. The more spectacular the explosion, the more painful their hearts became. They began to feel that time was passing so slowly, unbearably slow. Between every breath they take, a large number of fanatics fall to the ground. They are like resentful wives who are looking through the autumn water, waiting for their husbands to come back wholeheartedly. However, the damned husband never returned.

In fact, the estimates of Marthatini and others are indeed a little biased. This time, Xu Xingxia did carry a large amount of ammunition. Among them, the largest number were mortar shells, which were loaded with hundreds of camels. Moreover, behind him, there are special people who are responsible for escorting ammunition. This person is Sawanna.

Xu Xingxia knew very well that this time the white-clothed army entered the Turpan area, it would definitely be besieged by a large number of enemies. They're going to come like a sandstorm. To deal with a dense enemy, the best weapon is mortar. Therefore, other ammunition can be appropriately saved, but mortar shells can never be saved.

Due to the heavy weight of mortar shells, the weight of each shell is as high as seven catties, and a strong camel, in such a desert area, can only carry a maximum of fifty rounds. Therefore, Xu Xingxia carried five hundred camels in one go. In addition, Xu Xingxia also arranged a large number of logistics troops for himself. Among them, the main transport task is mortar shells.

For the sake of safety, Xu Xingxia handed over this important task to Sawanna. After all, she is a person who has lived in the Western Regions for a long time, and she is familiar with the climatic characteristics of the desert Gobi Desert, and can effectively ensure that there will be no accidents due to natural conditions. In addition, Xu Xingxia equipped her with a guard team of 300 people, all equipped with Han-style rifles. Basically, even if there is a small group of horse thieves or something, she can easily deal with them.

The White Coats had spent months hoarding ammunition in Hamiwei and other places, and now they are finally seeing results. However, in the long run, the ammunition reserves of the White Coats are still quite insufficient. In particular, the stock of shells for mortars is seriously insufficient. This time he personally led the chasseurs and almost emptied the shells of the Hamiwei area.

It takes a long time to transport a large amount of ammunition from the distant town of Ningxia, and the labor cost is also very high. There are tens of thousands of war horses used for transportation alone. From a cost point of view, it's simply bigger than launching a campaign. Fortunately, the White Coats now have a sufficient number of horses to meet their needs.

In the long run, it is still necessary to build railway transportation lines. The needs of the front can be met only by rail transport. However, it is also impossible to build a railway in the short term. Even if there is enough capital, enough technology, enough labor, and enough raw materials, it will take at least three or five years for the railway from Xi'an to Hamiwei to be basically completed. As for commissioning, it is estimated at least five years.

To this end, Xu Xingxia began to plan to set up a large number of munitions warehouses on the road from Ningxia Town to Hamiwei, one after another, like a relay race, to transport ammunition to the front line. This is the most primitive mode of transportation. There is no other way. This means that from now on, the Hamiwei region will become a huge arsenal.

In fact, Jiayuguan Fortress is indeed suitable for large-scale military warehouses. Xu Xingxia took a cursory look before and found that around Jiayuguan, at least 50,000 white-clothed troops could be stored and various military supplies could be used for more than three years. With this powerful logistics base, the battle of the white-clothed army in the Western Regions can be much easier.

...... "What to do?" ”

Rosalind is truly at a loss.

Martha Tini's face was angry and at the same time, she was at a loss.

They were all looking forward to the cessation of the artillery fire of the white-clothed army, and to expect a miracle. However, the artillery fire of the white-clothed army never stopped. The artillery fire of the white-clothed army was so dense, so ferocious, and so powerful that no matter how many fanatics sent it, they could only send it to death. Of the more than 20,000 fanatics, it is estimated that there are less than 5,000 left. In other words, it was basically wiped out.

This is the full power of the fanatics in the Turpan area. Before, due to the serious underestimation of the combat effectiveness of the white-clothed army, Mashatini and her sisters did not dispatch all the fanatics at once. As a result, today's passive situation has long been inadvertently closed. If these fanatics were wiped out, it would definitely take more time for them to bring more fanatics from the Western Regions over.

In this period of weakness, who can guarantee that there are no surprises? Don't you see that the cavalry of the Yarkand Kingdom has quietly retreated? They refused to take part in the battle. What does this mean? This means that, if necessary, it is entirely possible that they will throw themselves into the arms of the White Army. Now they are most afraid of the frontal attack of the white-clothed army, but the black hand from behind. That's what you can't prevent!

For her own safety, and for the sake of the face of the behemoth behind her, Mashatini will never let the Yarkand Kingdom have a good time. You want to get out of the war? Want to take refuge in the White Army? Don't! If you don't want to die, get your troops up!

"Perhaps......" Mashatini rolled her eyes and said coldly: "His Royal Highness King Abdullatif Khan, we should transfer more people over!" We should go on the offensive! Attack until the white-clad army runs out of shells! I don't believe that the shells of the white-clothed army are endless! Their shells will always run out! ”

"What about the warriors of the kingdom of Yarkand? Where have they gone? Why don't I see any of them? There were so many warriors here just now, why did they all disappear all of a sudden? Don't tell me that your kingdom warriors are already afraid of the whites! Or are you ready to take refuge in the White Army and survive in front of them? ”

At the end, there was a grim smile on the corner of Mathatini's mouth. He doesn't need to say too much, and he doesn't need to speak too clearly. She just had to quietly mention the behemoth behind her. This behemoth will definitely make those present make a new choice. They were already living in the shadow of this behemoth.

Sure enough, threatened by Mashatini, the high-level of the Yarkand Kingdom were very conflicted in their hearts. They are like rats in bellows, angry at both ends. They were afraid of both the great fighting power of the White Army and the great national power of the Ottoman Turkish Empire. No matter which side is offended, there is no benefit to them. However, it is equally impossible to want both sides not to be offended. For example, now, do they want to offend the White Army?

If you don't listen to Mathatini, you will offend the powerful backstage behind her. If you listen to Mathatini, you will offend the White Army. There's no way to get the best of both worlds. It is estimated that these two women will definitely not be able to give them the best of both worlds. For a while, the high-level leaders of the Yarkand Khanate were only silent with interest.

However, Rosalind didn't seem to give them time to think. She said softly, slowly, "In three months, we will have 300,000 fanatics coming. ”

It's a naked threat. 300,000 fanatics, true or not, tens of thousands are absolutely there. The biggest feature of fanatics is that there are a large number of them, and there is no upper limit at all. The arrival of so many fanatics will certainly not be just against the White Army. They will also carry out a thorough transformation of the Yarkand Khanate and completely green it. As for how to transform, it depends on what Matha Tini and her sisters mean.

After a long time, Abdul Rain said slowly: "Your Majesty, High Priest, if we transfer all the troops, we will not be able to protect Turpan. You know, my fiefdom is in Turpan. If I lose Turpan, I will have nothing. The number of troops under my command is so small that I must be cautious. ”

(To be continued)