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

The road ahead was blocked, and the Ming troops chasing behind had already begun to lay out encirclement circles.

If they don't jump out of Ming's encirclement within a short period of time, then the main force of the Western Alliance will face only two fates, either surrender or perish.

The main force of the Western Alliance here now is formed by the elite armies of various countries, and they are all veterans who have fought for many years.

As for those rookies who were recruited by force, they almost died as early as the first round of battle.

If this army is wiped out under his command, there will be no army in the entire west that can stop the advance of the main force of the Ming Dynasty.

So he can't be surrounded, let alone lose.

Thinking of this, Omurad stood up and hurriedly said to Joan next to him: "Immediately notify the troops to abandon unnecessary equipment and attack Wangxiong Mountain as soon as possible."

Omurad didn't think about running elsewhere for the time being.

The topography of Yixiantian is too important, and it is related to his next major plan. Although this plan is a bit risky, he wants to take a gamble.

If everything went according to his plan, the main army of Ming Dynasty, who was on the rampage all the way, would not only be severely injured, but would also be bruised.

Omurad is a person who will not give up lightly. He thinks the plan he made is very good, although there are some deviations from the original plan.

But he has 10,000+ troops, and there are only a few hundred people guarding the front line.

He didn't believe it, these hundreds of people could defend the attack of his 10,000+ army.

As long as these people are defeated and the first-line sky is reoccupied, then his plan can continue to be carried out.

Joan of Arc, who was also reading the letter beside her, naturally understood what the other party was thinking.

"I'll take a team there first, and the main force will be handed over to you. Remember, you must not be caught up by the main force of Daming. If I fail, you will lead the main force to bypass the sky."

"The main army is the hope of the alliance and the hope of the whole West."

"I don't know what plan you have in mind, but I still want you to think about it for the whole West."

Hearing the words, Omura glanced at her, and nodded heavily under the firm eyes of the other party.

Joan's speed was very fast, she pulled out the cavalry in the team, gathered more than 5000 people, and pulled some artillery to catch up with Yixiantian.

The main force of the Western Alliance is only more than 100 miles away from Yixiantian.

In order to grab a ray of sky, Joan of Arc didn't care about the horsepower, beat her all the way and rushed to the place in more than three hours.

"coming!"

Li Zhen, who was leading people to repair the defense line left by the Ottoman Empire, looked in the direction of the smoke and dust in the distance.

"Beep beep beep..."

The reminder whistle rang through the entire defense line.

Soldiers who were on guard, repairing the line of defense, or resting, regardless of physical and mental exhaustion, quickly got up and took their weapons and rushed to their respective defensive positions.

Bringing the injured Lao Xu, he also came to the front, and noticed that Li Zhen was observing the situation and thinking about problems, so he didn't bother him, and waited quietly.

Li Zhen looked at the soldiers of the Western Alliance who dismounted and rearranged their formation in the distance, and a look of worry flashed between his brows.

He counted in the morning, and there were only more than 320 of his men who could fight, and the rest were either dead or injured and unable to move.

The aspect of personnel is just one of them. What worries him the most is the problem of ammunition.

They have been away from the main army for a while, and there are some battles on weekdays.

Coupled with the consumption in the early hours of this morning, the remaining ammunition in the whole battalion is less than 1/3.

This is still a rifleman.

The submachine gun held by an officer like him has only one or two clips left in his hand.

If it is a small-scale battle, the remaining reserves are still fine.

But looking at the Western Alliance soldiers on the opposite side who were more than ten times stronger than them, Li Zhen reckoned that the ammunition in his hand could withstand two rounds.

"Has the telegram requesting supplements been sent?"

Taking back the observing telescope, Li Zhen asked Lao Xu next to him.

"It has been sent out. The headquarters said that the ammunition and heavy weapons will be delivered as quickly as possible to give us sufficient logistical preparations."

"Did you say when it will be delivered?"

Old Xu shook his head.

"It didn't say that, it just said that due to the heavy rain and hail in the past two days, the airship corps had a lot of problems, and it is currently under repair."

"And add our distance, and the time wasted in airship troop transport."

"I figured it would be good if it could be delivered tomorrow morning."

"tomorrow!"

Li Zhen bit his lip, and after thinking for a while, he said to Old Xu: "Leave Yixiantian to me, and you will guard it later."

"No matter what, even if our battalion is completely wiped out, we must complete the orders given by the headquarters."

Looking at his unconscious right hand, Lao Xu didn't try to be brave. He nodded and led two small teams of soldiers to the rear of the first line of sky to guard against the reinforcements from the Western Alliance coming from Vienna.

"Don't forget to arrange people on the top of the mountain. That's how we went in. I guess the enemy has already figured it out. Be careful that they will do this to us too."

Lao Xu, who was about to leave, waved his hand, expressing his reassurance.

"Woooooooo..."

As soon as Li Zhen finished discussing with Lao Xu, the horn of attack sounded from the Western Alliance soldiers outside the front line.

As the horn sounded, Li Zhen saw Western Alliance soldiers lined up in the distance, holding rifles in skirmish line formation, slowly touching the position.

At the same time, the placed artillery also began to bombard the front line desperately.

"Stay safe for me, don't shoot without my order, pay attention to saving bullets, our support won't arrive until at least tomorrow morning."

"If the fight is over, we will have a bayonet fight with each other."

While running in the trench, Li Zhen kept patting the shoulders of the soldiers who were getting ready, explaining his orders.

"Tap tap..."

After giving orders to his brothers, Li Zhen came to the most prominent position of the front line, took out a small box from his body with slightly trembling hands, took out a handmade cigarette and put it in his mouth, and lit it with the help of the nearby fire .

"call!"

The green smoke was scattered by the wind, and Li Zhen stared straight at the thousands of Western Union soldiers who were getting closer, and slowly touched the two grenades placed in front of them.

Although Daming now has a melon grenade.

Soldiers who are used to this kind of wooden-handled grenade will still choose this long-handled type when receiving the grenade.

Because the long-handled grenade not only allows them to throw farther, it is also very convenient to install.

In your arms, on your belt, in your boots, whatever.

The melon grenade will not work.

The cantaloupe grenade is relatively heavy, and because of its size, many soldiers can't throw it very far.

The power of the grenade explosion is very powerful. Once the throw is not far away, you may be killed by the grenade thrown by yourself.

300 meters, 200 meters, 150 meters...

The soldiers of the Western Alliance, who were advancing as skirmishers with cats on their waists, quickly approached a distance of 50 meters.

"call!"

Pinching the buttocks of the eyes that were already burning his mouth, Li Zhen took a final puff, and then flicked the cigarette to the side.

He quickly unscrewed the cover on the back of the grenade, pulled out the fuse hanging from the mud ball inside, and quietly watched the Western Union soldiers getting closer.

The distance between the two is so close that even many soldiers can see each other's face clearly.

30m…

When the soldiers of the Western Alliance stepped into this distance, Li Zhen let out a low growl.

"go!"

The Ming soldiers defending in other positions took out a grenade one after another, and threw them at the enemy who was getting closer.

"Boom boom boom..."

The explosion broke the tranquility of the sky.

After throwing the grenade, Li Zhen picked up the captured Western Union 2nd generation rifle, skillfully reloaded, aimed and fired.

The reason why he used this weapon of the enemy was mainly to save money.

And the submachine gun is very lethal at close range. He plans to wait for the enemy to get closer, or when he is about to lose his hold, and then change the gun.

The fierce battle began instantly.

The soldiers brought by Joan of Arc were not elite guards in name, but in fact they were idiots.

These troops composed of light cavalry, most of their tasks are to cruise around the main force, and often engage in battle with Ming's rangers.

After fighting for a long time, they have a firm will and experience in dealing with the Ming army.

The skirmish formation they formed was learned from Daming.

Facing the crazy firepower on the opposite side, none of them flinched. Each of them held up the second-generation rifles specially borrowed from other troops, and launched a crazy attack on Da Ming Pioneer No. [-] on the defensive line, and also looked for opportunities to attack Fight back.

This battle lasted for half an hour, and finally the Western Alliance soldiers retreated with heavy casualties.

I have to say that war can really sharpen people.

In the early days, the Western Alliance Legion, which had no ability to resist against Da Ming, had been able to persist for a period of time under Da Ming's crazy firepower, and it could also bring some casualties to Da Ming.

In this battle, less than 1000 of the 400 soldiers attacked by the Western Alliance returned, and all the rest were handed over to the front.

On Daming's side, more than a dozen of the 1 soldiers on the first line of defense were killed.

Casualties were of secondary importance. What really worried Li Zhen was that this round of fighting had put them in dire straits with the few ammunition they had left.

If they can't get supplements in a short time, they can only use bayonets to fight each other desperately.

Looking at the few bullets left in their hands, the soldiers showed sad expressions on their faces, and kept looking in the direction of Buda, hoping that the airship that the battalion commander mentioned would arrive to deliver the ammunition.

Unfortunately, until another battle broke out, there was not even a shadow of the airship they were looking forward to.

Chapter 415: Decisive Battle

"Huhuhu..."

The gust of wind gushes out crazily from the sky, blowing smoke and dust everywhere outside the mouth of the valley.

Holding the binoculars in his hand, Lao Xu looked at the corpses everywhere in front of Yixiantian, biting his lips for blood.

Since the arrival of reinforcements from the Western Alliance yesterday, the fighting has never stopped.

Even in the dark night, the other party launched attacks and sneak attacks again and again.

And just this morning, the Western Alliance sent another batch of reinforcements, the number of which was at least 8000.

After these reinforcements arrived, they replaced the light cavalry units that had attacked all night, and continued to launch a fierce attack.

The counterattack of the Ming army on the ground went from intense at the beginning to sparse in the middle. In the round of attack just now, I even thought of a few gunshots and the explosion of grenades.

The battlefield was deadly quiet, and Lao Xu didn't know if anyone was still alive.

He just sent a messenger to ask Li Zhen if he wanted support, but Li Zhen refused.

In the words of Li Zhen.

You are the last line of defense, even if we are all dead, we still cannot take a single step forward.

So he could only watch helplessly as one comrade after another fell under the enemy's bayonet rifle.

"Deputy Battalion Deputy Battalion, good news. A signal came in just now, saying that it was from the flight transport team, saying that our support has arrived. Let us make a mark so that they can deliver the goods."

Just when Lao Xu was considering whether to send a few people up to have a look, the correspondent who was waiting by the radio station rushed over excitedly.

"Damn, they still know to come!"

The excitement he had imagined did not appear. Old Xu still held the binoculars, looking at the front position and the Western Alliance, which was reorganizing its forces and preparing to attack.

Old Xu didn't speak, but a small team leader next to him couldn't help it and started yelling.

The communications soldier shrank his neck, ignored the little captain, and looked at Old Xu.