I, the grandson of the second emperor of the Ming Dynasty, earned 100 million taels at the beginning

Omrad's eyes were tearing apart, and his steel teeth were about to be crushed.

There was half a legion in that area, nearly four to five thousand soldiers, but all of them disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Asshole, rush up, go up!"

Omurad angrily pushed away the officer who was supporting him, and roared loudly at the orderly next to him.

"Yes, Your Majesty the King!"

The orderly was trembling with fright, not daring to disobey Omurad's order, turned to face the attacking legion, and blew the order to attack with all his might.

Omurad never imagined that just this one order he issued angrily cost him tens of thousands of people.

"Heavy machine gunners enter the position!"

Seeing the Ottoman soldiers rushing up desperately, a Ming officer of the observation group couldn't stand the fusiliers in front of him, so he waved his hand and gave an order to a group of soldiers around him.

After much consideration, Daming still gave the heavy machine gun to Luo Ke.

However, there are strict rules.

The Heavy Machine Gun Corps was only leased to Luo Ke, and it was stipulated that when Daming felt that Luo Ke could not use the heavy machine gun, he would directly take it back.

And the rental price is ridiculously expensive, even more expensive than buying it in a month.

And it is also required that the use of heavy machine guns must be under the observation of Daming officers. If they are out of sight, Daming has the right to withdraw them immediately.

Although this weapon has so many strict rules, Luo Ke, who is familiar with the horror of this weapon, still gritted his teeth and agreed, and directly rented 20 heavy machine guns.

Daming didn't refute it either, and directly pulled 20 machine guns from the army and shipped them over with the first batch of supplies.

After going to war with the Ottoman Empire for so long, Locke has been hiding these 20 big killers to no avail, just waiting for the opportunity to make a big kill today.

Now the opportunity he was waiting for finally came, and it would definitely make the Ottomans drink a pot hard.

Following the order of the officer in charge of commanding the heavy machine guns, under the supervision of 20 Ming soldiers, the soldiers of the Roco Legion carried a heavy machine gun and ammunition to the preset position.

Ottoman deserves to be the most powerful empire in the West at present. Not only is its army strong, but its soldiers' fighting and willpower are not comparable to other countries.

If it was another country that suffered such heavy casualties and such a strong blow, it would have been a damn thing long ago.

However, the steadfast Ottomans, who had no intention of retreating, heard the horn of an all-out attack from the rear, gritted their teeth one by one, with red eyes, and roared angrily.

Omurad's guess was right.

The Rocco Legion, who was not determined to fight, was intimidated by the momentum of the Ottoman Legion, and the battle position instantly became chaotic.

The fusiliers who had been moving in an orderly manner had already begun to become confused.

Many soldiers were nervous, and after firing their guns, they turned around and ran back to continue loading ammunition, regardless of whether their guns had fired.

But no matter how good a gun is, it can't hold such a charge, not to mention that these guns are still retired from Ming Dynasty, and many weapons have been used for several years.

As a result, they loaded too much medicine, pulled the trigger again, and directly exploded the chamber.

Coupled with the fact that the Ottomans were charging and shooting, the Roco Legion, which was originally in the upper hand, began to retreat steadily.

"kill!"

The first batch of Ottoman soldiers rushed to the fence of the camp against the barrage of bullets from the Rocco Legion.

The Ottoman soldiers, while dodging bullets from the opposite side, fought back to cover their partners who destroyed the fence.

Wood is scarce in the Gobi desert, and the fence defenses around the Roco Legion are actually just a sham.

With the chopping and pushing of the soldiers of the Ottoman Legion, the fences were knocked down in pieces, and the last point of defense of the Rocco Legion was completely opened.

"Kill!"

The soldiers of the Ottoman Legion, holding bayonets, rushed towards the retreating Rocco Legion when they were angry.

"Fire!"

Seeing the enemy swarming, the heavy machine gun positions that had been hidden in the main passages let out angry roars instantly.

"Da da da…"

The flames danced wildly, and the flames ejected from the muzzle turned into a whip of death that harvested human lives, frantically strangling lives one by one.

The Ottoman legionnaires who rushed up like a wave fell to the ground in pieces.

At this moment, all the courage, all the blood, all vanished.

They only saw the crazy flames in their eyes, and only the non-stop crazy shooting and the wailing of their partners before they died.

"what is this!"

Omurad, who has not received the letter from Aoqi, looked at the frantic flames, his body froze in place, and his eyes widened in a daze.

He didn't realize it until this moment.

The so-called various schemes, the so-called ingenuity, become so ridiculous in the face of this absolutely crushing power.

"Retreat!"

Seeing batch after batch of soldiers rushing up and being knocked down to the ground, Omurad staggered violently and almost fell to the ground.

He stared straight at the distant battlefield, feeling helpless, angry, and more hopeless.

Finally, he closed his eyes and gave the order to retreat to the general of the Ottoman Empire next to him.

Why can't he figure it out?

Why did the sneak attack, which was clearly sure to win, end up like this?

It was Harney who had lied to him.

The first thought in Omurad's mind was that Hani of Roco Kingdom had deceived him.

But thinking of the other party being held in his hands, he shook his head, feeling that the other party would not dare to deceive him.

If the other party really cheated him, and he threw the handle in his hand to Luo Ke, Hani would have absolutely no hope of living.

So all of this vaguely pointed to a force that he didn't want to face, and even kept avoiding.

"Ming dynasty!"

Seeing the army retreating in embarrassment, Omurad looked to the east and clenched his fists.

"Hahahaha, Omurad, you also have today..."

Rampant laughter resounded on the battlefield full of corpses and blood.

Looking at the groups of captives being held in custody, the corpses strewn all over the place, and the figures of his own soldiers cleaning the battlefield, he looked up to the sky and laughed triumphantly.

Today's battle completely swept away the depression of the Mamluk Kingdom being suppressed by the Ottomans for so many years.

In the past, when they fought against the Ottomans, they almost lost more than they won, and even if they won, they suffered heavy losses.

It seems that such a big victory today has never been achieved since the war with Ottoman.

"Your Majesty, the simple statistics have come out."

Just when Luo Ke was in a happy mood, the officer who was going to clean up the battlefield ran over happily.

"Speak quickly!"

Rocco rubbed his hands excitedly.

"Yes, Your Majesty the King!"

The officer responded, and under the expectant eyes of many generals around him, he announced loudly:

"In this battle, our army killed more than 6 Ottoman soldiers, captured more than 1 enemies, seized countless weapons and ammunition, thousands of horses, and some money."

"Haha, good good!"

Hearing the result, Luo Ke laughed again in satisfaction.

"What about our casualties?"

The leader of the Daming observation team, who was also smiling, looked at the officer and asked about the casualties and losses of his side.

Regarding the big brother from Ming Dynasty, the officer naturally did not dare to neglect, and quickly saluted him with a Daming military gift report: "Reporting sir, our army has more than 7000 casualties, including more than [-] injured, and the use of ammunition is relatively serious. , Two rounds of rockets were fired, and there are still three rounds in storage."

"Almost 1/4 of the ammunition distributed to the soldiers has been used up, and the artillery has not suffered any loss, but two base ammunitions have been used. Half of the ammunition on the heavy machine gun side has been consumed and needs to be replenished in time."

This officer is a rare person in the Roco Legion who is proficient in arithmetic. It only took him more than an hour to complete such a troublesome calculation, which shows that he does have a certain ability.

The team leader nodded and saw Luo Ke who was still laughing triumphantly.

"Your Majesty, I don't know what your next plan is, whether to withdraw to Jerusalem according to yesterday's plan, or continue to stay here, or go forward and launch an attack on Ottoman."

Having won a battle, Luo Ke, whose self-confidence was unprecedentedly inflated, had no intention of retreating. He waved his hand and said proudly: "The Ottoman army suffered heavy losses after losing a battle. They originally had an army of 14. All of a sudden, 7 were lost, leaving only 7 remnants and defeated generals, plus scattered, it may even be less than this.”

"I still have nearly 10 soldiers in my hands, and such powerful weapons and equipment, 7 vs. [-], the advantage lies with me, why should I retreat?"

After finishing speaking, he waved to all the generals under the speechless eyes of the team leader of Ming Dynasty: "Pass on my order, chase the enemy, we will beat the dog in the water, lead this evil army led by Omurad, and wipe it out completely!"

"Woooooooo..."

Just when the generals were excitedly preparing to wave their hands in response, the rear of the barracks suddenly remembered the horn of the enemy's attack, and at the same time, the ground also trembled faintly.

Everyone was startled. When they heard the sound and looked around, they saw a sandstorm rising up in the sand sea in the distance.

In the sandstorm, a masked Ottoman cavalry brandished a weapon and launched a fierce charge towards the unsuspecting Rocco Legion.

Chapter 370: The Battle of the Century is about to begin!

"Is this the advantage you said is yours?"

The leader of the Daming observation team glanced at the stunned Luo Ke, picked up the copper whistle hanging around his neck, put it in his mouth, and blew vigorously.

"Beep beep...beep beep..."

The specially trained heavy machine gunners, as well as the soldiers guarding the heavy machine gunners, heard the familiar magic sound and quickly assembled to the leader.

"Give up the rear battalion, guard the central army, and anyone who dares to attack the formation, no matter if I kill them!"

The leader gave the order loudly, and then asked all the heavy machine gunners to arrive at the designated position as quickly as possible, ready to fight.

Facing the sudden cavalry rushing into the camp, stepping forward to meet the enemy at this time will only make the situation more chaotic.

Therefore, the best way to deal with it is to abandon the front battalion where the cavalry is attacking, build a defensive position in the middle army, relieve the enemy's impact, and then carry out the final strangulation or expulsion.

Outside the rear camp, Harald, who led the Ottoman cavalry regiment, looked at the chaotic Roko barracks opposite, took a deep breath, put down his mask, and prepared for the impact.

He had already received the news of the defeat of the main army. He thought that Omurad would let him retreat, but he did not expect that Omurad would let him continue to attack.

In the words of His Majesty the King: The morale and fighting spirit of the Rocco Legion are extremely poor. If they win suddenly, they must be ecstatic and ignore their defense and vigilance.

Coupled with the fact that they didn't rest all night, many soldiers will definitely be physically and mentally exhausted after the intense fighting spirit.

At this time, the cavalry attacked, and the enemy did not react, and would maximize the results of the battle, and even reverse the situation of the two parties in one fell swoop.

Harald, who obeyed His Majesty the King unconditionally, accepted the order without any hesitation, and led the cavalry corps hidden several miles away from the Roko camp, and slowly advanced under the cover of the sand dunes.

When they reached the predetermined impact position, Harald ordered the cavalry to mount their horses without hesitation and began to charge the Rocco Legion.

Looking at the chaotic camp opposite, Harald admired His Majesty the King to the extreme.

When ordinary people encounter a defeat, they will probably fall into regret and self-blame, and rarely have the idea of ​​stealing another defeat to turn victory into victory.

After all, morale is already low after a defeat. Let the soldiers go back to fight again, let alone whether they can win or not. Whether the soldiers are willing to obey orders is all the same thing.

"For His Majesty the King, for the dead partner, kill!"

Harald took the lead and was the first to rush into the camp of the Rocco Legion.

The steel knife in his hand slashed left and right, and no one was invincible wherever he passed.

The cavalry behind him were also slashing wildly, throwing the ball grenade they had prepared long ago into the enemy group or tent from time to time.

The screams of the explosion were intertwined, and the tent that was ignited by the fire emitted thick black smoke straight into the sky.

Those who can become cavalry in Ottoman are the best warriors.

Harald's cavalry regiment has a total of 8000 cavalry, and each of them is a good player who can block ten with one.

They rushed all the way, without encountering any decent resistance, they rushed to the front of the Chinese army in the Luoke barracks.

Omurad changed their order. In addition to continuing to occupy the rocket launcher, another task was to grab the gun that could be fired continuously.

The heavy machine gun left a deep impression on Omurad, and now he dreams of getting this kind of weapon, the kind that scratches his heart.

"Fire!"