Zu Kuan squatted in the trench and looked at the mountain in the distance. The mountain was a thousand meters high, but in the Ili River Valley, this height was nothing.

The offensive has been going on for half a month. After continuous fighting, the Indians have not much foothold in the Ili Valley. The foothold in front of them is the last solid support point. If this place is destroyed, it will be considered as occupying the entire Ili.

river valley.

As the most fertile place in Central Asia, as long as it is occupied here, the Ming Dynasty will be invincible in Central Asia.

When I picked up the telescope, my palms hurt a little. This was the result of falling off my horse yesterday. If I fell off my horse, I would be seriously injured even if I didn't die. Zu Kuan was lucky, his feet were not caught in the stirrups, and his body fell into the straw mat. Except for his legs,

Apart from being slightly lame and pricking his hand on a grass stalk, he didn't have any serious injuries.

"How much longer?" Zu Kuan put down the telescope and looked at the staff officer beside him.

"There are five minutes left." The staff officer looked at his pocket watch and reported to Zu Kuan.

"You still have five fucking minutes." Zu Kuan cursed, and then continued to look through the telescope.

The time before the war was the most difficult. The advance company had climbed out of the trenches. Looking at those guys wriggling like maggots, Zu Kuan cursed in his heart.

What happened to the good cavalry fighting now? It was just digging trenches, but they had to climb out of the trenches. Although he felt that this was a shame for the cavalry, Zu Kuan still firmly let his men do this.

Since the emergence of machine guns, cavalry assaults have also been used, and the death should not be too ugly. I have seen the Mongols charging against the machine gun positions, and Zu Kuan felt numb when thinking about the scene of blood and flesh flying everywhere.

The Mongolian cavalry held their shields high and pressed forward like black clouds in an arrow formation. There were a large number of rangers on both sides, shooting and charging at the same time.

I don’t understand what the Mongolians thought. Even if a shield as big as a cattail leaf fan could protect the chest of a cavalryman, could it be said that it could also protect a horse? Under machine gun fire, the Mongolians were shot and turned upside down with blood flying everywhere.

On the position at that time, there were only two companies and three Maxim heavy machine guns facing the Mongolian charge. The intensive firing of Maxim bullets formed a wall of steel in front of the position. Every person who hit the wall,

They all died uglier than pigs.

Since that time, Zu Kuan never dared to mention the cavalry charge again. Nowadays, the First Cavalry Division, except for marching on horseback, all fights are dismounted and on foot a few kilometers away from the battlefield.

"And...!" Zu Kuan's hands were a little sore, and just when he was about to ask again, his chest felt tight and he suppressed all the words he said later.

He quickly raised his telescope. With many years of military experience, Zu Kuan knew that this was a heavy artillery fire.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the position on the opposite side to explode. The power of the shell explosion sent the rocks up to a height of 100 meters and then fell down. You could see with the naked eye that the impact continued to spread to all directions.

The Indian soldiers in the trenches were shaken out like gophers. Many of them just jumped out and stopped moving.

After almost ten seconds, Zu Kuan heard a thunderous explosion.

The explosions of the shelling were loud, and the barbed wire fences, mines, and various obstacles in front of the Indian position were overturned into the sky. Through the telescope, Zu Kuan also saw a trapeze artist scratching his hands and feet in the sky.

The rumbling bombardment lasted for a full five minutes, and the Indian position was full of turned-up soil. There were also complete or zero bodies!

"Blow the charge horn!" Zu Kuan gave the order, and immediately a staff officer behind him lit the fireworks. Three red Sky Monkeys flew into the air and exploded, and then a loud bugle sounded from the front position.

Suddenly, the sound of killing broke out, and countless soldiers crawled out of the trenches, shouting and charging towards the opposite side. Zu Kuan looked through the telescope and saw the leading red flag fluttering in the morning wind.

On the Indian position, countless Indian soldiers emerged from the garrison holes. The officers were a little curious. Today, the Ming army's artillery bombardment time was much shorter. It is probably because their supply lines are also very long and the supply of artillery shells, especially heavy artillery shells, was difficult.

This is good news for the Indians. When this 155mm heavy artillery shell is fired, it is like the earth being hammered by Thor. Even if it is not killed by the explosion, it will be shaken to death by the violent shock wave.

The Indian soldiers were lying in the trench, staring wide-eyed at the Ming army infantry charging across from them. They put the muzzle sights on these people who were running desperately, and they dared to charge at a distance of more than a thousand meters. Isn't this sick?

Not to mention there are so many machine guns and rifles waiting, even if they run up and fight hand to hand, one thousand meters is enough to make you out of breath.

In view of the huge number of Ming troops, almost all the Indians ran out of the underground cave. There was an explosion behind them, which was the Ming artillery's extended artillery fire. When the distance between the two armies reached the range of rifle fire, the Ming artillery's shelling

It probably stopped.

And these Ming army infantry who rush up will be wiped out by mortars and machine guns.

Seeing the Indian soldiers waiting in full formation, the corners of Zu Kuan's mouth turned up. "Let's do it again!" Following Zu Kuan's order, "whoosh", "whoosh" and "whoosh", three more green fireworks flew into the sky and exploded!

The Charge immediately stopped, and the charging Ming infantry all lay on the ground.

The Indian soldiers were dumbfounded and didn't understand why the Ming army suddenly stopped at a distance of more than a thousand meters. Could it be that it was a test of the accuracy of my mortars? Damn it, you despised my artillery and set up a mortar

Bomb his motherfucker.

"Boom", "boom", "boom"...! The mortars continued to bombard, and many Ming army soldiers were hit by the mortars, turning into balls of blood mist, and their body parts and limbs were scattered in all directions.

No one in the Ming army moved in the assault formation. If you run around at this time, you will basically be hit by flying shrapnel. It is safer to lie down on the ground!

Behind the Ming army's position, smoke suddenly evaporated. The Indian officer felt his scalp numb when he saw the smoke. It was the smoke after the rocket launcher. It's too late to enter the Tibetan Army Cave at this time! It's too late for everything! People

You can't outrun the cannonballs!

Thinking of the power of falling heavy rockets, the Indian military officer had the urge to die.

It seemed that what fell was not a rocket, but an unknown artillery shell. This kind of artillery shell was very bright when it was in the air, and the smoke could not cover the light emitted by those artillery shells. For a moment, it seemed that there were many more suns in the sky.

When those artillery shells fell on the position, the Indian army knew how powerful this thing was. This new type of artillery shells would start burning wherever they landed.

I have seen incendiary bombs before, but I have never seen this kind of incendiary bomb. When the white flame falls on the soil, the soil begins to burn. When it falls on a person, the person begins to burn. Even when it falls on a steel helmet, the helmet begins to burn.

An officer's cheek was only as small as a fingernail, and his entire face began to burn. The intense burning was accompanied by his screams, which horrified the people around him.

However, the Ming army did not give them time. As more new types of artillery shells fell, the Indian position was already a sea of ​​fire. The entire position was shrouded in thick smoke. The situation inside could not be seen from the outside, nor could it be seen from the inside.

The situation outside.

Zu Kuan opened his mouth wide, knowing that there was nothing good that Changxing Island had tinkered with, but this thing was too evil. Twelve rocket launcher trucks fired a salvo, and the entire mountain burned like a torch. Incendiary bombs had been used before, but that was not the case.

It's not as powerful as this thing. Besides, incendiary bombs are open flames and will not burn when they encounter soil and stones.

But this thing will burn wherever it sticks. This is simply... a weapon from hell!

From then on, Zu Kuan engraved this incendiary bomb deeply into his letters. White phosphorus incendiary bomb!

The entire Indian position was burning like a torch. The Ming army a thousand meters away stared with wide eyes, and some of them even stood up in a state of confusion.

No artillery shells were fired as expected, and no bullets were fired as expected. One thousand meters was not far, but the heart-rending screams of the Indians on the position could still be heard.

They were all veterans who had fought countless battles for the rest of their lives. They had seen tragic scenes before, but hearing the screams made everyone's scalp numb.

"Commander, this white phosphorus incendiary bomb is too powerful. This...!" The staff officer's face turned pale when he saw it.

"Nonsense, if it weren't for the powerful white phosphorus bombs, I would have allowed them to charge under the red flag. Isn't that just seeking death? What we want is to lure out these Indians who are hiding like mice. As long as they are lured out, I will take a fucking spoonful of them.

Stewed.

What a pity! There are only more than a hundred rounds of white phosphorus incendiary bombs, otherwise I could hit Bombay with this thing." In fact, Zu Kuan didn't know where Bombay was. These words were the spoken words of the Ming army generals. Just describe it.

Since he was so good, he said he wanted to go to Bombay.

The Indian troops on the entire hilltop were silent, while the mountain shrouded in smoke burned for a long time. When the white phosphorus burned out, the charge horn blew again.

The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty rushed towards the enemy's position with shouts of "Ouch" and "Ouch", but there was no reaction at all from the other side. There was no sound of gunfire or artillery. There was only the "crackling" sound of burning flames!

The distance of one thousand meters is neither long nor short. Rushing to the position, the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty were stunned by the situation in front of them.

There are charred corpses everywhere, even the soil on the ground is charred. Some corpses are very strange. The clothes on their bodies are still intact, but the people have been burned into skeletons. Look at the black bones!

There are still some people who are obviously lying on the ground. But if you take off your helmet, you can see a black and slightly carbonized skull.

The mortar crews huddled next to the mortar, their paws hooked like chicken claws on their chests.

"Pa!" There was a gunshot, and a flower of blood bloomed from the chest of a Ming army soldier. The bullet entered from the chest and came out from the back, bringing out a larger mist of blood.

The Ming soldiers all around gathered around it. It was a small perforation hole. Countless bullets were fired at the small soldier, causing debris to fly around the perforation hole.

The perforations are actually made of reinforced concrete.

The surrounding Ming troops gathered around and discovered that this damn building was actually a reinforced concrete building. It was half buried underground and covered with floating soil. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't know that this was a solid bunker.

"Fuck, hurt our brother, get him!" the commander of the assault company roared, and immediately a light machine gun fired at the inside of the firing hole. A soldier pulled out a smoke grenade and stuffed it along the firing hole.

One, two, three!

Three smoke bombs were stuffed in, and soon many places on the ground began to smoke. As long as there was smoke, digging up the loose soil would result in perforations.

And it can be seen that these perforations form cross fire with each other. If it were not for the incendiary bombs that caused heavy casualties to the Indians, perhaps many Ming soldiers would have been shot and killed by now.

"Grandma's! It's really poisonous. It actually has a shooting hole in the back." The company commander cursed and threw another smoke bomb into it.

The Indian soldiers hiding in the fortifications were so smoked that their noses and tears flowed. One by one, holding their guns and coughing, they ran out. The Ming soldiers were hiding not far from the entrance of the fortifications. They shot these guys out as if they were shooting targets.

Shoot them one by one. Some of them can't escape because they can't bear to go out. Then they'll be suffocated to death inside.

The position at the foot of the mountain was quickly captured by the Ming army.

The Ming army did not continue to attack upwards, but quickly passed through and went around to the back of the mountain.

When the Ming army charged, no artillery was fired down the mountain. This can only show that the mountain road is too steep and large-caliber artillery cannot be transported up. There is no need to attack this kind of position. You only need to go around their back and cut off

After assistance, just repair slowly.

This was the last high ground for the Indians in the Ili Valley. The Ming army had plenty of patience to deal with them.

Just after crossing the valley, I saw thousands of Mongolian cavalry fleeing hastily south.

Galdan was completely defeated this time. He originally wanted to take back the Ili Valley, but he didn't expect that within half a year, Wu Sangui sent 30,000 Indian soldiers and almost wiped out the entire army.

His hometown, the Ili River Valley, was also completely occupied by the Ming army. He could not defeat the Ming army in positional battles, and Galdan had long given up the idea of ​​actively attacking the Ming army's solid positions.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Galdan could only grease his feet and run away. He knew that after returning, he would face Wu Sangui's scolding. But he had no choice but to defect to Wu Sangui in order to survive.

Further west was the territory of the Persians. Because of their different religious beliefs, Galdan felt that he would not be accepted. For a moment, Galdan actually felt that there was no place in the world.

Zu Kuan did not send anyone to chase Galdan. Two legs chasing four legs was nonsense in itself. If someone killed him and turned around, he would be in great disgrace.

It is serious to eat the last Indians on the mountain and firmly occupy the Ili Valley.

"Are there any prisoners?" Zu Kuan asked the commander of the leading company as he walked onto the scorched battlefield.

"Not many are alive. We only caught a few with minor injuries and are preparing to deal with them."

"Can I leave?"

"Walking is no problem."
Chapter completed!