"What? Nuoyan Gelong's 20,000 troops were wiped out?" Hearing the bad news, Batur Hutaiji was so shocked that he jumped up from the carpet.

The 20,000 horses led by Nuoyan Gelong were considered the elite of the Zhungeer tribe. Unexpectedly, they were massacred by the ferocious Liao army overnight. Even if they released 20,000 pigs, they would not be able to kill them all overnight.

Batur Hutaiji thought he heard wrongly!

"Great sweat! This is not unexpected. I have already inquired about it. This time, the elite Liao army encountered by Nuoyan Gelong had muskets with a high rate of fire and a large number of cannons. According to my understanding of the Liao army,

It is estimated that only the army directly related to Li Xiao has such weapons and equipment." Dorgon suddenly spoke, and he felt that he had to speak.

After losing the inherent territory of the Jurchens, Dorgon could only count on Zhungeer as a life-saving straw.

He did not want Batur Hutaiji to destroy hundreds of thousands of Mongolian troops in his ignorance. He also hoped to use this army to restore the glory of the Jurchens.

"How many such troops do they have?" Batur Hutaiji swallowed.

"As far as I know, the number of the 1st Infantry Division and the 1st Cavalry Division is about 40,000. This is Li Xiao's most elite regiment, and it will not be easily used to fight. My father and brother were killed by these two armies back then.

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They have very powerful firearms. Even the best archers in Mongolia are not as powerful as rifles. Not to mention, they are also equipped with massive artillery. The most powerful rocket launchers have shells as long as a person. When they fall on the ground, they explode.

A large crater a foot deep was blasted. The people at the center of the explosion were instantly wiped out, as if they had never been in this world.

The 1st Cavalry Division was composed of Mongols, and their riding skills were on par with the Great Khan's men. Usually, after the infantry defeated the enemy, the cavalry was responsible for pursuing and expanding the victory.

Li Xiao's tactics are unpredictable, as cunning as a fox, and as ferocious as a wolf. Back then, we Jurchens suffered a big loss from Li Xiao. Alas...!" Thinking of the Jurchens letting Li Xiao grow up from a weak age to

Today, Dorgon also had to sigh.

Li Xiao's growth process was the process of the Jurchens' gradual decline. Victory after battle made Li Xiao continue to grow stronger, while the Jurchens became weak. In the end, he had to give up his homeland and go to Guanzhong to find the last glimmer of hope.

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"The elite of the Han people is only about 40,000 people, and the Great Khan has 400,000 cavalry. One of us can drown Li Xiao with a mouthful of water. Our riding whips can also stop the Yellow River from flowing. The Great Khan has 20,000 Mongolians.

The blood of the warriors cannot be shed in vain. Please allow us to send troops to crush the despicable Han people. Use his head to worship our dead brother." General Zhe Lemi stood up.

"Yes! Great Khan, we Mongolians will not be intimidated by the cowardly Han people."

"Khan! Let's go ahead and chop off the heads of the Han people and use them as balls to kick."

"Great Khan, if more than 20,000 people were killed without taking any action, the Immortal Heaven will also despise us."

"Khan! Our revenge!"

"Sweat...!"

There were shouts of killing in the huge tent, and the leading generals of the Zhungeer tribe all asked with red eyes to attack the Han Dynasty.

"Dorgon, you have the most dealings with the Liao army. Tell me whether our army has a chance of winning this battle." Baturhui ignored his general and turned to look at Dorgon.

"Great Khan, do you want to hear the truth or a lie?" Dorgon glanced at the generals below and hesitated before speaking.

"Of course, listen to the truth."

"The truth is, it is impossible for us to win. Moreover, we will lose miserably."

"Nonsense, the Mongolian warriors under the protection of the eternal sky are invincible. Great Khan, please drive away this Jurchen. He is a crow calling for mourning. He will not have a good life wherever he goes." Zhelemai pointed at Dole.

Gon, if Baturhun hadn't been here, I would have killed Dorgon on the spot.

"General Zhelemiao, how far can your most powerful archer shoot? Two hundred steps, three hundred steps, five hundred steps, or one thousand steps? Li Xiao's elite Liao army, each one has a rifle in his hand

.The bullets they fire can kill a war horse within three hundred steps. At a distance of two hundred steps, anyone hit by a bullet will either die or be maimed.

I just mentioned the powerful rocket launcher, and they also have something called a mortar. Have you ever seen the shells falling down like raindrops? Have you ever seen a wall of fire on the ground? Countless shrapnel intertwined together,

Anything that passes through it will be torn into pieces. No matter how powerful your Mongolian cavalry is, your soldiers are still flesh and blood, not real iron men.

Even if your men are lucky enough to get through the blockade of guns and fire walls, they still have grenades! They are similar to the grenades your men are equipped with, only more powerful.

How many grenades are your men equipped with? It seems like each of them only has one!

Each soldier of the Liao army carried six grenades on his back, and they were not quick to throw them out.

Even if you get through the barrage of grenades, you don't know if you will step on a landmine. You certainly don't know what a landmine is? It's just something that explodes if you step on it. It won't cause much harm if you step on it.

, but don’t expect to walk again in this life. If you want to see, I have a few people who were injured by landmines, you can take a look." Dorgon met Zhelemi's angry gaze without flinching at all.

"Then according to what you said, if you just endure this breath, it won't be you Jurchens who die." Zhelemai swallowed. He had never heard of the weapons Dorgon mentioned. He was the best archer under his command.

It can shoot four to five hundred steps, but there is only one person among tens of thousands of people.

When he thought about the lethality of the opponent at a distance of three hundred steps or more, Zhelemei also felt his scalp numb.

"Great Khan! We now need to take the cattle, sheep, horses and wealth plundered this time back to Jungar. During this time, we will work hard to help you make cannons and firecrackers. When the Great Khan you also have artillery

After that, it will be easy to attack Han Dynasty."

"Nonsense! The blood of so many Mongolian warriors has been shed in vain, so we don't need such rich pastures? What kind of peace of mind do you, a Jurchen, have?"

"The retreat is for future occupation. After the Great Khan's sweep, the strength of the Khalkha Mongolia is no longer what it used to be. Even if we let him rest for a few years, it will only be for us to accumulate wealth. When we have enough firearms

, let alone Khalkha Mongolia, even if it is the land of the Han people, you can go wherever you want, Great Khan. Even restoring the Yuan Dynasty is not impossible.

I promised the Great Khan that a rocket launcher can be trial-produced within one year. Within three years, I will improve the gunpowder formula. When the Great Khan launches another attack, we Jurchens will definitely follow the Great Khan's riding whip guidance until we

Shed the last drop of blood." Dorgon knelt down on one knee facing Batur Hutaiji.

Batur Hutaiji took a deep breath!

The water and grass in Khalkha Mongolia are much richer than those in Jungar. It is difficult to let go of such an attractive place. But it is too close to the land of the Han people. With the support of the Han people, Geritu Khan will make a comeback. At that time

How to deal with it?

What's more, the 400,000-strong army has been fighting for more than half a year. Everyone's horse bags are full of looted things. As for the looted cattle and sheep, it has reached one million. If it weren't for Nuoyan Gelong, he would be killed.

, this will be a great victory for the Jungar tribe.

The soldiers were actually looking forward to going home. According to the character of the Mongolians, they had no motivation to go out to fight again until all the wealth was consumed by wine and women. After all, people would die in fighting.
Chapter completed!