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chapter seven hundred and ninety five

For a time, the battlefield was magnificent, with hundreds of iron cavalry scattered among tens of thousands of enemies, and wherever they passed, they killed people's heads and blood flowed into a river.

However, in the Battle of Wujiang, even the unparalleled overlord like Xiang Yu was submerged under the impact of the tide of the Han army. Although the cavalry of the Western Regions Protectorate's Office now rushed into the army and tore the formation open, the Kucha soldiers were still full of morale with the help of the absolute advantage of the number of people. Under the roaring orders of their respective officers, they rushed towards the Han army one by one, fighting with them for a while.

The ants are not blown by dying. Every minute and every second, the heavy cavalry wearing heavy armor is consuming their physical strength violently, and the war is slightly more biased towards Kucha.

Fortunately, Cao Zhang didn't even want to defeat the Kucha people with just a few hundred cavalry. The main force output was actually the infantry trained by the Western Region Protectorate under the command of the Five Hundred Kings Shuang in imitating the Chang'an Corps!

"fire!"

The crackling crisp sound suddenly sounded, and the crisp sounds like beans were bursting. The white soldiers of Kucha who had been torn into the formation and were terrified and crowded towards the iron cavalry of the formation were rushing down in disbelief. They looked at the big hole in their chests and then collapsed to the ground in a limp manner.

The lead bullet the size of a pill was only more than fifty meters away, and the damage it caused could be described as horror. More than a dozen Kucha soldiers were even torn into pieces and the plasma splattered out ferociously.

The Kucha soldiers who were torn into their chests behind were even lucky. The white soldiers who had their arms broken and their legs were covered with their broken limbs, rolling and screaming with all their might.

In horror, the Kucha soldiers charged at Cao Zhang's main formation in fear and anger, under the roar of their respective commanders and nobles. However, before they could rush out a few steps, the infantry flew up again behind them amid the overwhelming sound of horse hooves and shrill screams.

The iron-armored cavalry of the Han army who had penetrated the formation of ten thousand people actually came back again. They tore a hole in the formation of Kucha in charge. In fear, the Kucha army could no longer stop being in chaos.

This is why Cao Zhang dared to use one thousand people to fight the 20,000 Kucha army, and his training level!

The Han army could still maintain the formation and maintain the attack sequence while at a disadvantage, but these city-state militias who lack training could not do it. Under the trampling of horse hooves, the Kucha soldiers who were not strong in fighting will not be able to stop fleeing in all directions, and then gather them and launch an attack, which took the noble officers of Kucha for a long time.

This skill made the Han cavalry, who had taken a breath, launched the third charge!

Moreover, the tactical advantages of impacting cavalry are reflected here. Unlike high-risk fighting cavalry, I charge over with heavy armor in just wearing armor, and I don’t want to kill many people to disrupt your formation, giving the rear a chance to output long-range infantry! In this era, low-quality troops bear more than 10% of casualties, which is enough to defeat it!

Of course, the Kucha people are not completely out of the way! You should know that fighting in armor that is equivalent to half of their weight is an extremely heavy consumption for heavy cavalry and war horses. The Kucha people were defeated if they failed to reach the critical point, and the heavy cavalry could not support them and could not rush. Even Cao Zhang, the five hundred men, each of whom had eight-armed Nezha, would be overwhelmed.

Therefore, in addition to Plan A carefully calculated by the General Staff, there is also an additional plan of Pangbi. Zilang Literature

That is our Miss Changle’s chariot!

A large gun was placed on a rotating tripod. The gun body was more than two meters long. The momentum was even more arrogant than Barrett in later generations. In addition, a gun group was equipped with five people. Changle, who was playing guns at home for nothing, was the main sniper. Two staff officers were searching for targets in the enemy's crowd with telescopes, and the two gunmen were holding brooms and strips of the same length, and were dressed in ammunition at any time.

"Miss, in the direction of Gengzi, the one wearing a big red hat! He is an officer!"

Nowadays, nobles have to make something different from civilians to prove their unique identity. As a result, this became a death talisman. As the observer pointed his fingers, he quickly aimed the man's head with the gun's heart, and the gun chased him with his movements, and sweat beads gently emitting from his forehead. Changle's little mouth also unconsciously estimated the distance.

In an instant, her little hand suddenly hooked, and with a bang, she specially created a rifled gun lift. The pointed hollow was slightly smaller than the barrel, and the paper-packed gunpowder exploded. The slightly soft hollow made of lead quickly filled with the air expanding, completely fitting the barrel. The lead peanut rubbed the rifle and roared and erupted out.

Just like the summoning of the god of death, the Kucha officer wearing a gem inlaid with a pointed hat like a peacock's tail feather suddenly exploded with a bang like a watermelon.

Shunjian, thousands of Kucha infantry lost their command and became a mess.

" "Miss, in the direction of Guichou, the one wearing a flat helmet and a gold chain hanging around her neck!"

In front of the gun, the ammunition officer quickly inserted the strip into it and quickly swept out the gunpowder ash in the gun. Then, the second hollow pointed bullet was stuffed into the butt with the gunpowder bag.

The general of Kucha who was wearing a big gold chain with standard equipment in the future and was still roaring at the command of the commander, had no idea that he had been targeted by the god of death.

Bai Yi was indeed resourceful, but like the late Tang and the motivated eunuchs and soldiers in later generations, he might not know military affairs. The only one thousand precious cavalry in his hands were regarded as firefighters, and he chased heavy cavalry like the two scorpion pliers of the Han army to turn left and right in vain. He spared more than twenty minutes. It was rare that the two shiny armored two Han army cavalry, with bloody ideas, completed their last charge panting, and stopped in front of the Han army's formation at both ends.

Looking at the exhausted cavalry of the great man, he was ecstatic. In this formation, the fat man grinned and raised the military flag. Who knew that at this moment, the tens of thousands of Kucha soldiers who were also tortured by back shooting and beheaded and decapitated collapsed with a loud bang.

The scene of defeat was really well-proportioned. The infantry, who were extremely afraid of being mixed up, threw away the weapons and flags and retreated back with no choice. They cried and shouted at their parents to disrupt the military formations that did not go out to fight behind them. The fear was infected like a plague, and the panting Kucha cavalry who were also running away like a monkey also quickly collapsed.

In the military formation, the bald king Zeluo, who was still cursing with great utmost swearing, was stunned, and Bayi, who was just the loyalty of the king, also showed his loyalty vividly.

When he threw away the Kucha King Flag, he turned around and ran away. Although he looked fat and dumb, he ran faster than anyone else!

Looking at this scene, Cao Zhang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He raised his military flag high, and looked at the defeated Kucha army, and the last 200 cavalry who had been retaining their physical strength and rushing toward their foreheads, just like the collapse of the Yellow River embankment, rushed out with a crazy roar!
Chapter completed!
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