Chapter 776 I’m not willing to give up, I’m really unwilling to give up!

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It must be known that the distance is so far, people's vision is definitely limited. A normal person can only see a thumb size outside of a hundred feet. How can it be possible to accurately hit the thumb size target at a thumb size outside of a hundred feet? Rosalind couldn't help but wonder what Xu Xingxia came from. Old Demon Xu is not really the reincarnation of the devil, right? But, apart from this explanation, she really can't explain it.

Marshatini suddenly said in surprise: "Rosa, why are you stunned?"

Rosalind said subconsciously: "I was wondering what Xu Xingxia is from? Will he be a demon king or something? He suddenly came to our world from other worlds? Do you feel this way?"

Martha Tinni said gritting her teeth: "Of course not!"

In fact, her inner thoughts were even stronger than Rosalind. Seeing that all the fanatics under her command were buried in Xu Xingxia's hands, she deeply doubted whether Xu Xingxia was the most vicious demon king reincarnated. Because, besides the reincarnation of the demon king, she could not think of any other explanation. In the Green Sect she believed in, there were indeed a few very terrifying demons. She had deep doubts that Xu Xingxia was one of them.

This terrible thought made Marshatini's thinking very disordered. She was worried and anxious for a while, afraid that she would be eaten by the devil. However, on the other hand, she was constantly motivating herself to never surrender to the devil Xu Xingxia. Because the appearance of the devil will inevitably lead to the intervention of the true god. As long as she supports the arrival of the true god, all suffering and all grievances will be over.

Martha Tinni firmly believed that Xu Xingxia would definitely disappear in front of the omnipotent true god. Because the true god is omnipotent. Even the God believed in by the Byzantine Empire had no room for survival under the glory of the true god. The original Constantinople was captured by the Ottoman Turkish Empire. After capturing Constantinople, the Ottoman Empire changed its name to Istanbul to demonstrate the military achievements of the Ottoman Empire.

Rosalind understood that Marshatini had fallen deeply into the horns and could no longer escape. For a moment, she did not think of a better way to persuade her, so she had to silently watch the battle ahead. Although the failure of the fanatics was already destined, they were still fighting tenaciously.

Emotionally, Rosalind absolutely opposes Marshatini's stupid, stubborn, short-sighted waste of those heroic fanatics under the guns of the White Army. They should play a greater role. Twenty thousand fanatics, if used properly, can play a great role. Unfortunately, Marshatini is the priestess and the master of those fanatics. She insists on asking so much, and Rosalind has no right to stop it.

The only thing she could expect was probably a miracle. One miracle was that the resistance of the White Army suddenly ended. In her opinion, the resistance of the White Army was so fierce from the beginning and should not last long. It was like a man in the bed. If it was too fierce at the beginning, it would often not last long. Another miracle was that Martha Tinni would decisively order to withdraw from the battle. If the priestess realized her mistake, he should correct it in time.

However, regrettably, the two miracles that Rosalind expected did not appear. The white-clothed army showed no sign of stopping. Marshatini herself had no intention of withdrawing the fanatics from the front line. As a result, as time went by, more and more fanatics fell, and fewer and fewer remaining fanatics, less than three thousand. What a huge casualty it was to be cut from 20,000 to 3,000.

But at this time, all the Yarkand cavalry seemed to have disappeared quietly. Abdullahtifu, Abdullain and others also left quietly. When they left, they did not say hello to Rosalind and Marthatine at all. Even the horse Heima, who was the most active in action, had quietly disappeared. They arrived vigorously, but left quietly. The smell was indeed a little weird.

Rosalind and Marshatini's faces suddenly became very ugly. The departure of the Yarkand cavalry undoubtedly explained their position. This was no longer just a non-cooperational relationship. This was a very dangerous signal. It was so dangerous that it was possible to attack the two of them under the instigation of the White Army. They might even intend to surrender to the enemy.

After realizing this, Rosalind's face suddenly turned pale. Idiots knew what would happen to her and Masha Tinni if ​​the Kingdom of Yarkand surrendered to the White Army. This was not a joke. This was a life-and-death and imminent danger. Therefore, Rosalind immediately screamed: "Masha Tinni, withdraw the army!"

Martha Tinni finally woke up and screamed hysterically: "Retreat! Retreat all! Retreat me quickly! The true God ordered you to retreat!"

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"They finally couldn't hold on anymore and were going to retreat."

On the rocks of the Flaming Mountain behind the oasis, Zhang Tianhao said with relief.

In fact, under the cover of the mortar, the battles in the White Army before seemed very fierce and hot, but there was no danger. As long as the mortar did not have major problems, those fanatics would have no chance to rush to the front of the oasis. However, Zhang Tianhao still felt nervous. After all, he was a literati!

Xu Xingxia said leisurely: "It's a bit late to retreat now."

Before he finished speaking, Liu Chuang rushed up from below excitedly, opened his mouth and shouted loudly: "Sir, the enemy has finally retreated. Are we going to fight back?"

Xu Xingxia nodded and said without hesitation: "Of course! Organize a counterattack immediately!"

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With Liu Chuangxing's hobby of organizing counterattacks and deployments, Xu Xingxia came to Zhou Weihong's artillery position. At this time, the victory of the battle was completely foregone conclusion, and Xu Xingxia had no need to continue to care about the battle. What he should care about was other things. In today's battle, the mortars performed very well, and he needed to summarize his experience to promote it throughout the army. In the future battle, the mortars were a killer weapon of the White Army.

Some mortars have stopped firing and are cooling naturally. In the previous battle, the mortar with the least shells fired more than 100 shells. The number of shells fired is large, even more than 150. After so many shells are fired, the barrel must be very hot. When the battle is most intense and the firing speed is the highest, the barrel may become red, just like a red soldering iron.

From the perspective of caring for mortars, if it is not necessary, it is best not to use cold water to cool it. Sudden cooling and heat will definitely affect the service life of the mortar. In the past, cold water cooling method had to be adopted for the needs of the battle. Now, the battle is over, there is no need for this. Therefore, what mortars are now used for natural cooling.

Zhou Weihong brought more than a dozen of the best-performing soldiers to Xu Xingxia and prepared to summarize his combat experience. Due to the fierce battle before, the shells fired were too fast, and the faces of these artillery soldiers were smoked black by the launching medicine. Or, these black smoke could not be wiped clean in a short period of time.

Many people's throats absorbed a lot of sand and gunpowder, making it very difficult to speak. Even if they drank a lot of water, they did not improve fundamentally. Xu Xingxia had to decide to postpone the summary time and wait until their throats recovered.

In this battle, the mortars definitely occupied the protagonist. All the artillery soldiers were very enthusiastic. Although they couldn't speak, the expression on their faces had fully told Xu Xingxia that they were very happy. In fact, they were indeed too vivid and comfortable in this battle. The shells fired out fired all the negative emotions in their hearts.

However, some of the hunting cavalry soldiers seemed a little disappointed. It felt that after the appearance of mortars, their pure combat troops seemed to be slowly losing their main position. It seemed that in today's battle, mortars almost monopolized the entire battlefield. If the artillery had not reduced the density of artillery fire later, there would have been no chance of them participating.

Unfortunately, there is nothing we can do about it. The advancement of technology brings this result. A large number of weapons with increasingly powerful power will appear on the battlefield one after another, gradually replacing the original manpower. Just like the emergence of firearms, basically replacing hand-to-hand combat. Fierce artillery fire will also replace most gunfires.

Later, with the gradual improvement of steam engines, the emergence of internal combustion engines, tanks, armored vehicles, aircraft, etc., pure infantry had almost lost their traditional meaning. Infantry in later generations had completely transformed their functions. Most of the time, they were used as eyes. The main task was to guide attacks.

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On the other end, Liu Chuang was ready to fight back fiercely.

When the mortar finally stopped firing, the hunting cavalry counterattack team set out.

At this moment, Marshatini's retreat order was finally passed to the front with difficulty. The remaining fanatics quickly turned around and retreated. As a result, they had just begun to retreat and were counterattacked by the White Army. The degree of depression of the Fanatics can be imagined. When they retreated, the White Army was chasing behind them. This was simply handing over their backs to the enemy, which was completely suicide!

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

All kinds of violent gunfire suddenly rang.

The soldiers hunting cavalry were like tigers and killed them.

Fighting on the sand, the movement speed of the war horses is actually not fast. If you are not careful, you will fall into the sand nest. Therefore, the soldiers of the hunting cavalry simply abandoned the war horses and attacked on foot. Operating the Han-style rifle on the horse's back is actually not as effective as it is on land. Shooting on land can better maintain the hit rate and better shoot the enemy.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Hunter soldiers kept firing, and the remaining fanatics fell to the ground one after another.

They gave their backs to the hunting cavalry, which was purely a behavior of seeking death. This action allowed the hunting cavalry soldiers to shoot easily and freely as if they were on the shooting range. In such an environment, their shooting effect was often the best. As a result, the fanatic who was beaten to a terrible extent had to turn around and try to counter the hunting cavalry.

"Cao! Still want to fight back? Do you think this is a child playing house? Whenever you want to fight back?" Liu Chuang, who witnessed all this, couldn't help laughing, without hiding his contempt. He really couldn't help but despise the other party.

Isn't this a joke that a fanatic who is less than the white-clothed army actually tries to counterattack the white-clothed army armed to the teeth? Even Liu Chuang, who is not very smart, can clearly feel that someone must have been in the enemy's commander and is very confused. If he were to command, Liu Chuang would not have done such a stupid thing!

If it was half an hour earlier, the fanatics still had a chance to fight back. At that time, they still had tens of thousands of troops, and a wave of counterattack could indeed pose a threat to the White Army. But now, it is absolutely impossible. Their counterattack can only be to commit suicide again.

Sure enough, the remaining fanatics tried to stand up from the chaotic battlefield and launch a counterattack on the White Army. As a result, they were killed by the bullets flying towards them. The White Army soldiers would not miss such a good opportunity. They all calmly and accurately shot the bullets in the gun chamber into the fanatic's body. In a moment, there were no fanatics standing on the battlefield.

"Chase!"

"Catch up! No one left!"

Liu Chuang waved his command knife and shouted viciously.

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Before, Martha Tinni appeared on the front line, and the only result was to make the fanatic die faster. Now, her retreat order has caused more fanatics to be massacred without any ability to resist. I wonder if those fanatics had known about the priestess, would they give their middle fingers of wronged against their priestess?

Rosalind doesn't know how the fanatics who died in battle feel. However, Rosalind's own mood is quite bad. More than 20,000 fanatics eventually died completely under the fierce artillery fire. Only a few were injured by the snipers of the hunting cavalry. Now, the White Army's pursuers have also come out, and they must quickly escape.

Rosalind shrilled to Martha Tinni, "Masha, let's go too!"

Martha Tinni seemed a little dazed, and ignored the things around her, with only a mess of chaotic mud in her mind. Her eyes were dull and unconscious, and she muttered to herself: "I'm not willing! I'm really unwilling!"

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