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In Nanjing, Qin Mu was thinking about how to set a trap for the Japanese so as to completely control Japan in terms of currency and food.
His trusted general Su Jin was thousands of miles away in Central Asia, and he wanted to take the enemy by surprise and attack them where they would be rescued.
Su Jin only smelled a hint of danger in the trap set by Yang Jier at the foot of Shuangfeng Mountain using himself as bait, and immediately took a detour to Turkestan City to kill.
It is about 150 miles from Shuangfeng Mountain to Turkestan City. Going south via Hongqiao only adds about 50 miles. Two hundred miles in total is enough for the Qin army, which has only three riders per man, to reach the city in one day.
The Qin army marched southward, raising a cloud of yellow dust that covered the sky and blocked out the sun.
Seeing this scene, the Kazakh Khan Yangjir was extremely anxious. There were only 5,000 defenders left in Turkestan City. If the Qin army's firearms were as powerful as Mu Yirufeng said, the 5,000 defenders might not be able to hold out for long.
Yang Jier never expected that as the king of a country, the Qin army would ignore him and abandon him, which made him very ashamed and angry.
Now the situation was urgent, and he could not care about much else. He immediately sent his general Aluerke with 5,000 light cavalry to chase the Qin army.
He himself led an army of more than 50,000 and returned to Turkestan to provide emergency support.
The earth was trembling as it was violently pounded by the horses' hooves. Wherever the horses passed, beasts fled in panic, birds flew away, and yellow dust rose up into clouds, as if the whole of Central Asia was shrouded in billowing smoke and dust.
The enemy and we are like in a race, with different routes but the same goal.
In terms of short-distance sprinting, Yang Jier's Arabian warhorse has the advantage; but in terms of endurance, Su Jin's Mongolian horses are much stronger. In addition, they are one person and three horses, and they can take turns to ride, so although the distance is 50 miles longer, the time it takes to reach Turkestan City is almost the same.
Aluerke was in charge of chasing the enemy, and Yang Jier gave him a death order to delay the Qin army at all costs. He had no choice but to bite hard.
At this time, Su Jin would not bother with him anymore. He left a thousand men to the guerrilla Wu Tian to stop the enemy, and continued to rush towards Turkestan with the main force.
When they were still dozens of miles away from Turkestan, large tracts of farmland and scattered villages began to appear on the banks of the Syr Darya River. Since the army entered Central Asia, there were almost no farming areas, only mountains, grasslands, and nomadic tribes.
Previously, I only saw some farming people in the Suiye River Valley. But they were not as densely populated as Turkestan City. From a purely military perspective, the combat readiness of Turkestan City on the plain was not as important as that of Suiye City.
The Kazakhs chose to establish their capital here because they were attracted by the large agricultural area. The villagers fled in panic, and Su Jin and his men flew past without paying any attention to them.
Except for eating and drinking, the nearly 20,000-strong army marched almost non-stop. It took them four hours to travel the 200-mile distance and they finally arrived outside the city of Turkestan in the evening.
The defenders on the Turkestan city wall had already drawn their swords and strung their bows, ready for battle. Looking at the rolling black iron stream, each of them looked solemn and uneasy.
The Qin army had been demonized. Various rumors were circulated in the city, and some even said that the Qin army was a monster with three heads and six arms, who ate human flesh and drank human blood and committed all kinds of evil.
The Qin army was said to be very vicious, and after hearing so many rumors, the Kazakh soldiers guarding the city were inevitably a little nervous.
At this time, Yangjier's tens of thousands of troops finally rushed back to the outskirts of Turkestan.
Upon receiving the report from the scouts, the staff officer Qian Da immediately said, "General, each enemy soldier has only one horse. After running all the way back, the horse must be very tired. General, we cannot let Yang Jier retreat back to the city."
Lieutenant General Chen Runan also said immediately: "Yes, we have three horses each, and our horses have better endurance than theirs. We are still exhausted, so the enemy must be in a worse situation. General, please give the order. Now is the perfect time to defeat Yang Jier."
Su Jin made a prompt decision and shouted, "Change horses!"
In addition to the two thousand Qin troops equipped with flintlock rifles, at Su Jin's order, all 18,000 Tibetan cavalrymen were equipped with new war horses.
Su Jin also ordered Li Sheng to send out dozens of soldiers, carrying rockets, to clear the way for the army.
In a moment, the 18,000 iron-hoofed troops, who had completed the horse-changing operation, under the leadership of Chen Runan, rushed towards Yang Jier's army in the east.
The two sides were only a few miles apart at this time. The endless yellow dust covered the sky and the sun. Countless iron hooves pounded the ground, making the city of Turkestan tremble.
A huge war is coming. The plains are vast, the rivers are winding, the mountains are in chaos, the wind is sad and the sun is setting. The weeds are broken and the grass is withered. Thousands of horses are galloping like the Milky Way. The murderous aura is overwhelming. At this time, you can roar, you can howl, but you can't retreat.
The sky was low, the flags were scattered, no birds or beasts were seen, and sand was blowing in the air. The two cavalry units had no time to make any arrangements before they were quickly hit by the huge waves brought by a hurricane.
Two hundred steps later, the Qin army's rockets began to show their power. In the endless yellow dust, dozens of flames swept into the sky, like meteors hitting the moon, and fiercely smashed down on the Kazakhs' raging battle formation.
Amid the earth-shaking sound of iron hooves, there was a deafening sound of fierce explosions. Balls of fire rose up and knocked down the Kazakh cavalry one after another. Men and horses howled miserably, like waves hitting the shore, and the front line was suddenly in chaos.
"Kill!" Chen Runan roared, and led nearly 20,000 black-clad cavalrymen to rush in through the gap opened by the rockets.
At the moment the two armies collided, murderous aura destroyed mountains, force collapsed like thunder and lightning, and the sound penetrated the sky. Waves of arrows rose into the air from the middle of the Qin army's battle formation, like dark clouds covering the sky, and whizzed down at the enemy, while the soldiers on the periphery of the battle formation continued to swing their swords and slash with all their might, their momentum was like a rainbow, unstoppable.
Looking down from the sky, one can see yellow dust rolling up. On the huge battlefield, which is nearly ten miles wide, a stream of black iron is ruthlessly plowing through the middle of the huge Kazakh army formation.
Although the Kazakhs were numerous, they were plowed to both sides like waves, rolling continuously. Waves of red blood gushed out, and their screams were as loud as the wind and the sky, as if countless evil spirits were howling.
Wherever the black iron stream passed, flags fell and corpses were scattered all over the ground...
This battle came so hastily that the Kazakhs, who had been running wildly for a day, had no time to think, no time to hesitate, and even no time to catch their breath before they were met with the Qin army's violent attack.
The warhorse under his crotch had lost its hooves and could hardly run. Cavalry that had lost its impact force were no better than infantry.
Yang Jier looked at the battlefield filled with smoke and the cries of killing, and he never expected that his troops, which were three times larger than the enemy's, would be like a wall of sand and vulnerable under the enemy's attack. Everything was in chaos.
After nearly 20,000 Qin troops fiercely broke through the middle of the Kazakh battle formation, they immediately split into two, with Chen Runan and Huo Dongsheng each leading a group of troops, who turned around and fiercely broke into the enemy's rear formation again.
The two armies collided and slaughtered each other, sharp arrowheads pierced bones, sand flew in the face, and the sound of horse hooves, shouts, and howls resounded in the whole area, like the raging sea, one wave higher than the other.
"Great Khan, defeated, defeated!"
"Khan, there are more enemies coming from the opposite side. They are using firearms. They are using firearms. Khan, hurry up..."
The generals and soldiers around him kept howling. Yang Jier had never encountered such a chaotic war. Everything happened too fast, so fast that he still had no time to issue a correct order.
Just in front of him, another two thousand Qin soldiers rushed over. Their speed was not fast, but the bang of gunfire and the rain of bullets made people fall down around him. There were also flaming shells whizzing over, making an earth-shaking roar, and the war horses were blown to pieces, with flesh and blood flying everywhere.
Yang Jier was so shocked that his eyes were dazzled and his eardrums were buzzing. The dense smoke and billowing dust made it almost impossible for him to tell north from south, east from west, and he could only charge forward on his horse.
The defenders on the Turkestan city wall were all in extreme shock at this moment, their mouths wide open and they forgot to close them. The tens of thousands of Kazakh troops outside the city were constantly being pierced by the Qin army in black clothes and black armor. They were in chaos, like countless ants fleeing in a torrent, and their screams were like the howling of ghosts and wolves.
Countless people fell off their horses every moment, and were trampled by the iron hooves. The thick smell of blood almost suffocated people. This was not the human world, but hell, the most terrifying hell... ... ... ..
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