It was the Lion Cavalry who came head-on. [Full text reading]

Originally, the Lion Cavalry was not very suitable for such a frontal attack. They had not been trained in this area before, and they had no practical experience in this area. Comparatively speaking, the Leopard Cavalry and Mastiff Cavalry are more suitable for such occasions.

However, the Leopard Cavalry and the Mastiff Cavalry were unable to rush to the battlefield for the time being, and Xu Xingxia had no choice but to let the Lion Cavalry take the lead. Gao Yigong's confidence in the Lion Cavalry is also quite sufficient. Everything has to have a first time, and this is the first battle of the Lion Cavalry.

It's a fleeting opportunity!

If this opportunity is missed, the losses of the white-coat army will be great.

Song Bingshu had already received accurate news that the Ottoman [***] team was about to retreat gradually, and they withdrew the Sultan's own soldiers back, trying to evacuate the most elite Sultan soldiers from the battlefield, leaving only some cannon fodder to contain the white-clothed army. As the commander of the white-clothed army, Xu Xingxia certainly did not want to let the 30,000 Sultan's personal soldiers leave safely.

If the Whites had only forced the Ottomans back, they would have made a comeback. Only when all their claws are cut off will they feel pain and fear. Therefore, it was not enough to destroy the Ottoman cavalry, but also to kill all the Sultan's own soldiers.

"Fire!"

Ann Naider shouted frantically.

The sudden change made Ann Naid look a little flustered.

At this time, it was impossible for the Ottomans [***] to organize an effective defensive line when they encountered a strong attack by the white-clothed army. Under the onslaught of the cavalry, the formation of the infantry will soon be scattered. The Sultan's own troops did not have any advantage in dealing with the enemy's cavalry. And in An's hand, there was no phalanx of spears.

Fortunately, the Ottoman [***] team still has hundreds of cannons.

The hundreds of cannons were too heavy to maneuver quickly, and Annaider was determined to give them all up. Unexpectedly, the situation suddenly changed, and he had to order these cannons to be pushed out for use. Fortunately, he only ordered the discarding of these cannons before, and did not order the destruction of these cannons, otherwise, now it would be ironclad miserable.

However, it will certainly take some time for the abandoned cannons to be regrouped for use. This period of time is an opportunity for the White Army. Just as Ann Naid gave the order to open fire, the mortars of the White Army also began to roar.

The target of the mortar bombardment was the artillery position of the Ottoman [***] team. The so-called cavalry to cavalry, artillery to artillery. The mortars of the White Army, in order to play their role to the maximum, must first be killed by the artillery of the Ottoman Emperor [***].

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Violent explosions, continuous.

Mortar shells rained down.

The artillery position of the Ottoman [***] team suddenly turned into a sea of fire.

The entire position was shrouded in intense firelight. The entire position was filled with air waves from the explosion. The white smoke that continued to spread out was intertwined with each other, enveloping the entire position. Anyone or anything that comes close to this position will be ruthlessly crushed. The screams kept coming, and no one knew who was screaming. The smell of gunpowder continued to spread around, and the Ottoman soldiers around them retreated desperately.

Before, the more than 300 mortars of the white-clothed army had been standing still, and they had been holding back to watch others fight, and the inner feeling can be imagined. Watching others fight, but not having a chance to make a move. There is nothing more aggrieved in the world.

Now, it's finally time for them to vent. They all wanted to fire as many shells as possible in the shortest possible time. All the gunners were going crazy stuffing shells into the chambers. Some mortar barrels soon began to smoke. The three hundred and seventy-five mortars were fired at the highest speed, and the density of the shells can be imagined.

"Oh my God, wouldn't it?"

"What kind of devil is the White Army?"

"Why are their cannons so powerful?"

Ann Naider was completely stunned, his eyes glazed over, and he muttered to himself.

The continuous shelling of the White Army completely stunned the entire Ottoman [***] team.

The Ottoman artillery, in the heart of the shelling, was simply worse than dead. They were running around desperately under overwhelming artillery fire. The strong smoke made the sky and the earth completely lose visibility, and they couldn't tell the direction at all. They don't know where they should go in order to escape. Many people ran and ran, and then they fell to the ground and never got up again.

In the violent explosion, the cannons of the Ottoman [***] team were completely slaughtered, and they were blown apart, fragmented, and mutilated. The thick barrel of the gun, without the support of the gun carriage, can only be sunk deep in the sand. The muzzle of the cannon is pointed to the ground, and the butt is pointed to the sky. The blasted gun carriage, along with the gun wheels, rolled back and forth on the ground. Until it is blown up again, or it is blown to pieces.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The explosion of mortar shells, in fact, is not the most terrible.

The most terrible thing is that the mortar bombardment detonated the ammunition pile, which was like the sky falling apart, and the whole earth shook violently. Such a violent vibration made Mahmud's face change uncontrollably.

"How so?"

"How so?"

Ann Nend muttered helplessly.

He was really frightened by the overwhelming artillery fire.

Seeing the artillery fire of the white-clothed army extending towards the position where he was standing, he didn't react at all. Fortunately, his guards were still very eye-catching, regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one, hurriedly pulling him backwards. As soon as they ran a distance of thirty or forty feet, the shells of the white-clothed army landed where they were standing and exploded violently.

"Oh my God! We must retreat! It's too late! ”

An-Naid, who had just woken up from a dream, could no longer care about anything else, and hurriedly looked for Mahmud. At this point, it is completely impossible to evacuate the Sultan's own troops alone. It can only be that the whole army retreats, and how much can it run!

In fact, without the support of artillery fire, the counterattack of the Sultan's own troops suddenly seemed a little dangerous. A large number of shells poured into the queue composed of the Sultan's own soldiers, and they continued to burst into dazzling fires. Every time there was an explosion, a large number of Sultan's own soldiers would fall to the ground screaming. Many of the Sultan's own soldiers were blown to pieces. In an instant, the ranks of the Sultan's own soldiers were all dispersed. Conservative estimates put the number of casualties at no less than three thousand.

Xu Xingxia concentrated all the mortars on the lion cavalry to use this time, and he wanted such an effect. He wanted to let the Sultan's own soldiers taste the warmest reception of the white-clothed army. The overwhelming artillery fire is the best gift from the white-clothed army to the Sultan's own soldiers.

In fact, this gift really lives up to expectations. The casualties of the Sultan's own soldiers were as fast as the lack of embankments in a flood, unstoppable. They all fell in pieces. In a short period of time, their casualties have exceeded 5,000.

Even if it is delayed for even one minute, the death toll of the Sudan's own soldiers will rise by a large margin. Because, in every minute, the white-clothed army can drop at least 5,000 mortar shells on the positions of the Sultan's own soldiers.

Five thousand rounds of mortar shells, what is this concept? The concept is that the white-clothed army will be able to wipe out all the Sultan's own soldiers with artillery fire alone. If the Sultan's own troops did not retreat, they would all die under the fire of the white-clothed army in just half an hour. The efficiency of the cannon to kill people is too high.

In the face of the frenzied artillery fire, the soldiers of the Lion Cavalry had no chance to show their skills. There is no way, the artillery fire in front is too fierce. If they had rushed forward at this time, they would have been accidentally injured by artillery fire. Therefore, they could only be behind the artillery fire, obediently watching the Sultan's own soldiers being emptied one by one.

Some soldiers with a long-term vision have begun to sensitively realize that future wars will be dominated by artillery. The role of the infantry will become smaller and smaller. Sorting out the relationship between infantry and artillery is very important for future battles.

An'Naid's heart was so painful that he didn't care about the dignity of the upper and lower ranks, and shouted anxiously: "General, you can't go on like this!" We must retreat! ”

Mahmud sighed helplessly and said bitterly: "Withdraw!" The whole army retreats! ”

At this time, continuing to talk about the honor of the Sultan's own soldiers will only lead to the annihilation of the Sultan's own army. Therefore, Mahmoud did not insist either. Ann Naider was indeed not wrong this time, they were indeed able to retreat as much as they could. If you hesitate, you will only be wiped out, and there will be no one left.

"Withdraw!"

"Withdraw!"

Annaider immediately issued an order.

The order to retreat came down, and all the Ottoman [***] troops were immediately defeated.

Under such circumstances, it is certainly impossible to maintain a complete retreat order. Only each of them fled for their lives, and how much they escaped.

As a result, the Ottoman soldiers, who were able to find horses, were the first to retreat. If you don't have a war horse, you can only run after the war horse.

Without hesitation, Annaider rolled over his horse and galloped west.

In the same way, Mahmud did not dare to slack off, and also turned on his horse and galloped away in a hurry to the west.

They must escape from the control of the Three Western Regions before the news of the defeat reaches the Three Western Regions, otherwise, there will be a sudden increase in many variables. Thinking that the Three Kingdoms of the Western Regions were very likely to strike back, even Mahmud did not dare to be careless.

The Kingdom of Khorasan, in particular, was the main route for the retreat of the Ottoman [***] forces. Sawanna, who was strongly supported by the White Army, was the original queen of Khorasan. If the Kingdom of Khorasan joins forces with the White Army, their situation will be very bad.

(To be continued)