"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The side of the Sipahi cavalry, where the shells were constantly continuing, exploded. [No pop-up novel network]

Clusters of firelight, loud noises, and pillars of smoke instantly turned the front of the nameless plateau into a mess. The already dry land already has a lot of dust, and when the mortar shells explode, the dust that flies up is even more. Several shells in a row went down, as if rolling up a sandstorm, in the case of people.

The Sipahi cavalry, who rushed up, fell one after another under the powerful bombardment of mortars. Some of the cavalrymen were killed on the spot, and their bodies fell into the soft sand, and blood gushed out, which was quickly absorbed by the dry sand. Those who were not killed on the spot struggled desperately in pools of blood, moaning and wailing.

Most of the horses were actually just injured. They either had to fall to the ground because of leg injuries, struggling in pain, screaming in pain. Or after being frightened, they ran around in a panic. These out-of-control horses obviously caused a lot of trouble to the attack of the Sipahi cavalry. Their ranks were disorganized.

In terms of the power of a simple explosion, mortar shells are actually not very powerful. A mortar shell of 60 mm caliber is estimated to cause effective damage to a target within a radius of five meters. However, mortars have a characteristic of a fast rate of fire and a dense range of shell drops. Often the aftermath of one shell in front has not yet dissipated, and the next wave of shells falls again. The power of the explosion is considerable.

Whether it is a human or a war horse, it is the best mortal fetus. Their bodies could not stop the explosive power of the shells at all, only the severity of the injuries. The environment around the Nameless Heights is very harsh, with dry sand everywhere and flying dust everywhere, which can easily fill the wounds and cause evil infections. If the wound is not cleaned and disinfected in time, even if it is sent to the rear, there is no chance of saving.

"Bang Bang!"

"Bang Bang!"

Another sharpshooter seized the opportunity, aimed at the remnants of the Sipahi cavalry, and fired coldly.

Pity the Sipahi cavalry, after the mortar bombardment, they are already a mess, fighting on their own, and when they are subjected to cold gun fire, more people will fall. Among the white-clothed soldiers on the nameless heights, there are at least five or more professional snipers, as well as dozens of sharpshooters. The bullets they shoot rarely miss.

Don't look at the number of Sipahi cavalry, at least more than five thousand people. However, in the course of the onslaught, after they were baptized by mortars, their morale dropped by at least more than half. The decline in morale has seriously affected the display of their combat effectiveness. Some of the Sipahi cavalry even turned around and fled halfway. When they broke out of the mortar interception and tried to get close to the nameless heights, the remaining number of people was basically less than two-thirds of the original.

However, this is not the worst of all. Mortars and snipers were not the weapons that would finally put an end to the Sipahi cavalry. The last thing to put an end to the Sipahi cavalry was five massive water-cooled Makqin heavy machine guns. When the remaining Sipahi cavalry thought they had a chance to kill the nameless heights, the muzzles of the black holes were silently waiting for them.

From the perspective of technology, the Makqin heavy machine gun is definitely a big killer on the battlefield. Its uninterrupted firepower was also lethal for the cavalry troops. In the era when there were no tanks, the biggest killer of cavalry was the Maxim heavy machine gun. The development of history has proved that this kind of mass killing weapon, no matter what, will appear on the battlefield.

The only drawback of the Maxim heavy machine gun was that it was too heavy. The general Makqin heavy machine gun weighs more than sixty or seventy pounds, and it needs to be carried by two people, or carried by horses. This is very disadvantageous for the mobile surname of the troops. Especially for troops who need to march long distances, this heavy weapon is definitely an ordeal.

In addition, since the Makqin heavy machine gun is generally water-cooled, if there is no water in the combat area, it cannot be cooled in time, and its practical surname and surname can be greatly reduced. In West Asia, what is most lacking is water. In Baghdad and other places, the water source has always been insufficient, and the water-cooled Makqin heavy machine gun is almost useless for heroes.

However, the Maxim heavy machine gun is still acceptable if it is used in defensive operations and does not need to be moved frequently. Especially when faced with an enemy without heavy weapons, it is simply invincible. A heavy machine gun that occupies the commanding heights can control everything within a radius of 200 meters around it, and not a single fly will want to fly in.

When it comes to the Nameless Heights, it is such weapons that are most needed. Five Maxim heavy machine guns are enough to control the entire area of 300 meters around the nameless heights. As for the water needed for cooling, it can be brought from the city of Homs one after another. The White Coats have a special single-person carrying tank, and a tank of water can be used for a long time.

"Da Da Da!"

"Da Da Da!"

Five Maxim heavy machine guns were arranged in an oval shape, constantly spraying fierce flames in all directions. The chain of bullets continued to extend, as if a heavy machine gun had a bloody mouth, constantly devouring the bullets, and then spraying them out again.

The muzzle of the Maxim heavy machine gun was constantly blazing. The sound of the bullet out of the chamber is a bit like the "Ambush on All Sides" in the guqin, which is very urgent. Boxes and boxes of bullets were consumed on the enemy's body like flowing water. Around the nameless heights, it was as if a metal storm had been set off. Everywhere you go, everything turns to dust.

No matter how nimble, how light, and how erratic the movements of the Sipahi cavalry were, in the face of the dense rain of death bullets, they could only fall. The closer the distance of the Sipahi cavalry, the greater the success of the Maxim heavy machine guns. They almost fell in droves. The posture of falling down is not much different from the posture of impact.

Xu Canhuai raised the binoculars and carefully observed the strafing effect of the heavy machine gun.

There is no need to doubt the power of this mass killing weapon. In front of the Makqin heavy machine gun, the life of the Sipahi cavalry was as fragile as paper. In a few moments, to the south of the Nameless Heights, a large number of corpses had been piled up. And under the fire of heavy machine guns, there are more corpses, which continue to pile up layer by layer.

Subconsciously, Xu Canhuai shook his head and put down the binoculars. There is no need to continue observing. This is not a war. It was a one-sided slaughter. The onslaught of the Sipahi cavalry, although fierce, although fierce, although indomitable, but, in the presence of mortars and heavy machine guns, it was simply impossible for them to rush to the front of the positions of the white-clothed army. The faster they charge, the more people involved in the attack, and the greater the number of deaths.

However, the commander of the Sipahi cavalry, it seems, did not realize this. Or maybe he's already aware. However, in a desperate situation, he could only use his troops, desperately rushing, desperately surging upward, trying to fight his way out. It's a pity that their hopes were completely dashed.

An hour later, the battle was almost over.

In front of the nameless heights, lay the corpses of the Sipahi cavalry.

Of the more than 5,000 Sipahi cavalry that appeared earlier, about 4,000 were involved in the attack. In the end, they all basically fell in front of the Nameless Heights. The number of survivors is basically negligible. The remaining more than 1,000 people, feeling that the situation was not good, had to reluctantly slip south, presumably retreating back to the city of Damascus.

After the battle, the whites began to clear the battlefield. Those war horses that were not killed and could still be used were all pulled away by the white-clothed army. Wounded horses are to end their suffering with bullets. The enemy, who did not lose his breath, sent them with bayonets to their true God. Anyway, they deeply believe that after death, they will definitely see the true God.

Xu Canhuai also pulled a war horse for himself and used it as a mount for the time being. Because most of the war horses originally equipped by the white-clothed army were Mongolian horses, they were not suitable for the hot and dry climate of West Asia, and could not continue to be used in West Asia. Therefore, the white-clothed army had to rely on the horses captured in the local area to form cavalry. As long as they find a war horse that can continue to be used, the white-clothed army will actively take it for themselves. Part of it was turned in, and part of it was rewarded to front-line troops.

So far, the main body of the Leopard Cavalry and Mastiff Cavalry is actually infantry. They were originally all cavalry, but after arriving in West Asia, they became all infantry. The captured horses were basically distributed to scouts and signal soldiers. It is estimated that there is no hope of forming a special combat cavalry for the time being.

After pulling away all the useful things, all that remains is to level the battlefield. The layers of corpses should be spread out as much as possible, and they should not continue to be piled together. The deep pits blown up by the shells should also be filled as much as possible. The main purpose of this is to clear the shooting line. The second is to avoid giving the enemy a chance to dodge.

The firing of heavy machine guns was affected in many ways. It must be used in open terrain to maximize its power. If there are too many obstacles, blocking bullets or line of sight, the firing effect of the heavy machine gun will be greatly reduced. For example, if an enemy is hiding behind a pile of corpses, heavy machine guns will not be able to effectively kill them.

In the afternoon of the same day, the attack of the Sipahi cavalry continued. These Sipahi cavalry must have arrived from some other place. They apparently did not know what had happened to the Sipahi cavalry in the morning. So, while they were also on the move, they launched an assault on the nameless heights. As a result, in front of mortars and heavy machine guns, basically all fell.

The next morning, more of the enemy retreated from Damascus. Xu Canhuai looked out of the binoculars, and only saw the black head, and he couldn't see the tail of the crowd at all. It is estimated that the news of the occupation of Homs by the White Coats has reached Damascus, which has deeply stimulated the retreating faction. They must snatch Homs back. If they can't even get Homs back, they really have to wait obediently in Damascus to die.

In order to recapture Homs, the commander of Damascus, sent a large number of troops. Among them, there were at least three thousand of the elite Sipahi cavalry alone. And behind the Sipahi cavalry, a large number of infantry also appeared. As a rough estimate, the number of infantry would not be less than thirty thousand people. Behind the infantry, there were also a large number of fanatics. As for the number, on the side of the white-clothed army, it is impossible to estimate it for the time being. There is no way, even the highest magnification telescope, there is no end in sight.

What made the white-clothed army feel a little surprised was that in the army of the Ottoman Empire, the shadow of artillery also appeared. Apparently, it was the defenders of Damascus who pulled out the artillery as well. From this, it can be inferred how strong their desire to retreat is. They really don't want to stay in Damascus anymore. I really knew this was the case, so why bother in the first place. I retreated early and ran in the direction of Istanbul, where is today's sadness?

The cannons carried by the Ottoman Emperor [***] were all large-caliber smoothbore guns. The largest caliber is estimated at more than three hundred millimeters. The Ottoman Empire, in fact, was still relatively advanced in the study of firearms. In addition to the famous Rumi gun, there is also a large number of artillery. If it weren't for the rise of the White Coats, they would have been brilliant for at least two hundred years.

During the attack on Baghdad, the white-clothed army had already learned the power of these large-caliber smoothbore guns. The Ottoman Empire [***] team knew how to concentrate all the cannons to use them early on to strengthen their power. In fact, within a range of two or three thousand meters, if there is no trench protection, the marbles thrown by the smoothbore cannon cover a very large area, and the damage caused is also very large. A dense marble can knock out half of the squadron of the White Army.

However, now, the white-clothed army is on nameless heights, has a well-developed defense of trenches, and does not need to expose their bodies to marbles at all. The warriors hid in the trenches, easily avoiding the marbles that fell diagonally. Those marbles hit the soft soil, and they were basically sunk deep, motionless, and the rebound was of zero damage.

The mortars of the White Army were also arranged on the anti-slope of the slope to avoid the attack of marbles. The grape bombs thrown by the Ottoman [***] team, the splash of marbles, still have a certain angle. Hiding in a trench or on the opposite side of a slope can be used to dodge effectively. When the enemy's cavalry or artillery attacked, they opened fire.

Although the range of the mortar is about the same as that of the enemy's smoothbore gun, it is possible to give them a chance before the enemy's artillery fires. However, the white-clothed army did not use mortars against the enemy's artillery for the time being. Sun Dasheng was worried that if the enemy's artillery was killed too early, the enemy's infantry and cavalry might not dare to attack at all.

He hoped that the enemy would continue to attack the nameless heights in order to destroy as much of the enemy's living force as possible. It is better for the enemy to be crazy, irrational, and uninterrupted, and continue to attack the nameless heights until they are all killed. The more the enemy suffered casualties on the nameless heights, the weaker the Damascus garrison became.

Sure enough, after the continuous shelling, the cavalry and infantry of Emperor Osmin [***] attacked one after another. They were really eager to retreat. Almost at the sound of an order, all the troops rushed up. There was no order at all, let alone a battle plan, and they just swarmed up.

"Puff puff!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Da Da Da!"

The white-clothed army stationed on the nameless heights immediately counterattacked.

Under the double fire of mortars and heavy machine guns, the enemy's counterattack was quickly defeated.

This time, the loss of the Ottoman [***] team can be described as quite heavy. The 3,000 Sipahi cavalry who rushed to the front were naturally beaten to nothing and the whole army was annihilated. The 30,000 infantry behind the cavalry were also almost packed, and most of them lay on the bloody sand. It is estimated that only three or four thousand people were able to escape back.

And the fanatics behind the infantry, however, did not suffer much. According to rough statistics, there should be less than 10,000 fanatics killed and wounded by the white-clothed army. Because, after the cavalry and infantry were killed in large numbers, the fanatics finally collapsed completely. Scattered, they frantically scurried around, no one knowing what they were going to do.

The White Army has every reason to believe that those fanatics who have lost their minds should not continue to believe in the true God after being constantly attacked. Because, from the beginning to the end, the true God never appeared and did not give them the slightest help. If they still believe that the true God will come to save them in such a situation, it can only be said that they are brainless.

After a day of fighting, the white-clothed army achieved brilliant results. Before and after, at least forty or fifty thousand enemies were eliminated. The white-clothed troops stationed on the nameless heights, plus the attached mortar and heavy machine gun squads, were only more than 400 people, not even 500 people. However, the ammunition consumption of the white army is also very large. Mortar shells and heavy machine gun bullets, mostly empty.

After nightfall, all but the necessary vigilance troops went to the rear to help transport ammunition. They needed to get back to Homs to transport ammunition, on foot, exactly four hours back. Fortunately, during the daytime battle, at least 3,000 war horses were captured, which to a large extent made up for the lack of logistics and transportation capacity of the white-clothed army.

That night, five 75-mm field guns from the rear arrived and entered the deployment positions. The arrival of field artillery made the white-clothed army stationed on the nameless heights more powerful. After daybreak, another squadron of troops was stationed on the unnamed heights. At this point, the garrison strength of the White Army on the nameless heights finally exceeded 1,000 people.

The next day, early in the morning, more enemy forces from Damascus, began to converge in front of the nameless heights. They brought more artillery and tried to keep the whites at bay with their artillery. However, they miserated. No matter how caliber the smoothbore gun, in front of the 75-mm field gun, it was all scum.

"Tom tom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

75 mm caliber field guns began to roar.

(To be continued)