Zhang Zhonglin raised his eyebrows and said, "So I hope our army will attack and help your country capture Bakhtaran City?"
Jabney smiled embarrassedly and said, "I know that the Bakhtaran region, as an agreement, should be captured by our country by our own sphere of influence, but our army is insufficient to destroy the Persian Empire. I hope your army will help."
After saying that, he added: "If the Persian Empire government does not perish for a day, the territory of your army will not be peaceful. Those resistance organizations, with the spiritual leader like the king, will definitely resist crazily."
Zhang Zhonglin pretended to ask for a moment, so he frowned as a difficult person and said, "It's not that our army doesn't want to help, but my army is scattered everywhere to receive the results of war. There are not many troops in Badra City, let alone they fought for several months.
I'm resting, I can't let these soldiers fight again without a reason."
Jabney heard Zhang Zhonglin's tone loosening and hurriedly said, "I know that it is difficult for some people to come to ask for help from you in this way. Therefore, we are willing to bear all the costs of your army's attack. At the same time, we are willing to break through the city of Bakhtaran.
The royal treasures of the Persian Empire will be taken over by your army as additional military expenses."
The Istan Empire was already forced to do so. Anyway, the wool was released on the sheep and it could be scraped back from the occupied area. As for the things that were not their own, they would not feel so distressed to give to others.
"This..." The conditions were so tempting, and even Zhang Zhonglin was a little hesitant. "I need to ask the Lord Lord, and I also ask Lord Jabney to stay here for a day."
Zhang Zhonglin finally decided to ask Fang Xiaoyu for instructions. When Zhang Zhonglin agreed to ask for instructions, Jiabni was naturally happy. He agreed to stay here for a day and wait for news.
"Brother Tobull, do you know how many treasures the Persian royal family has?" Fang Xiaoyu asked Tobull with the telegram sent by Zhang Zhonglin.
Toble smiled and said, "How can I ask me such a thing? I think this question should be asked by Zhao Quan. In fact, Fang Xiaoyu already knew the location of the Persian royal treasure chamber, but for some reason, Xiaofeng's scanning could not penetrate it and could not see it.
To the specific situation.
Zhao Quan, who was standing beside him, shook his head and said, "Only the emperor and the people closest to him can enter their treasure house, so I don't know what is inside, and I don't even know the specific location."
Zhao Quan changed his tone and said: "However, the Persian Empire was once very powerful hundreds of years ago, with its power spread across the Central and Southern subcontinents, and some of its territory even penetrated into the Western continent. The vast territory is comparable to that of the Cossack Empire today.
It was even more than enough, and the areas it occupied were very rich at that time. With such experience, I believe that the treasure house of the Persian royal family should be quite good."
Everyone nodded, and Liu Junguo smiled and said, "It seems that the Lord Lord is going to make a big profit again this time."
Fang Xiaoyu said: "We spent so much money, what's the use of just occupying some wasteland? It's better to make some money and make money. Tell Zhang Zhonglin to let him inform the Istan Empire that if we were to send troops, there would be a condition to let them pay.
Immigrate all Aberdeen people in our control to their country.”
After receiving a telegram from Fang Xiaoyu, Zhang Zhonglin immediately found Jabni: "My Lord Jabni, my lord has a reply."
"Oh?" Jabney widened his eyes and said, "What echo? Did Lord Lord agree?"
Zhang Zhonglin nodded: "Lord has basically agreed to your country's request for military dispatch, but he still has one condition."
"Condition?" said Jabney: "But our country has never taken out anything again."
Zhang Zhonglin said: "It is not that your country wants to give more military expenditure to our country, but that your country needs to pay the money on its own and immigrate all the Aberdeen people in the Chinese-controlled area to your country."
Jabney said: "This is a good thing. We are just trying to make this suggestion. The cultural conflict between these Aberdeen people and your lord is relatively large and it is difficult to manage in the future. If we immigrate our country, we can not only make your country's public security stable, but also
It is really a killing two birds with one stone to give our country a chance to obtain valuable human resources.”
Zhang Zhonglin smiled and said, "Since that's the case, let's prepare and will definitely send troops within ten days." Jabney said, "Then I'll wait for the Lord."
Someone paid military expenses, so Zhang Zhonglin was naturally willing to send troops. According to the Intelligence Bureau, there are only 120,000 troops in Bakhtaran City, of which 70,000 belong to the First Goden Legion and are well-equipped.
The well-equipped army is compared to what the Istanish army said. In the eyes of the Chinese army, they are worthless. Therefore, Zhang Zhonglin will continue to fight the 12th Army and the 21st Army of the Defense Army, which has not yet been fought.
Sent to the battlefield.
For such a low-intensity war, every general of the Chinese corps will put new troops into battle to test their combat effectiveness and at the same time give them experience on the battlefield, which is very beneficial to the growth of the troops.
Under the leadership of Zhang Zhonglin, the two armies prepared enough ammunition and heavy weapons and marched towards Bakhtaran City. As they brought all the heavy equipment this time, the two reinforcements led by the Chinese army continued to walk for ten days before they arrived at the designated area.
, which made the officers of the Istan Empire almost look forward to it.
Zhang Zhonglin almost got excited when he arrived at the city of Bakhtaran, which had been surrounded by 500,000 Istanese troops. Unexpectedly, even the 500,000 Istanese troops could not capture the city of Bakhtaran, which had no food and grass inside and no reinforcements outside. In this city, he still had
There are less than 120,000 defenders.
The lax position of the Istanese army is even more worrying. With Zhang Zhonglin's eyes, if he had an army stationed in the city and launched a counterattack at night, he could defeat all the Istanese army. Such a low-level battle really made Zhang Zhonglin
Somewhat can't get excited.
Of course, the Istanish Empire also made great efforts in this war. Because the Chinese leadership was too strong, many Persian troops were scared away, and the direction of their retreat was naturally the place where the Istanish Empire should control.
The two sides met on narrow roads, but many wars broke out. If the Persian army had not been defeated by the Chinese army and the large amount of equipment and supplies were seized, the Istanese army would not have won so easily.
The defense forces that arrived one after another immediately began to prepare for combat, all artillery soldiers began to build positions, and observers climbed to the high ground and carefully observed valuable targets in the city.
An hour later, the two armies led by the Chinese were ready for battle. The Istanese Marshal Hamar and Zhang Zhonglin stood together. Seeing the ready-made defense army, he asked: "The preparation should be over, your army
Very well-trained, I wonder how many such elite troops are in your territory?"
Zhang Zhonglin smiled and glanced at him and said, "Are the elite? These troops are the worst novice troops in our Chinese leadership. They have never been on the battlefield yet." Zhang Zhonglin's words surprised Hamar and could not stop talking, but he
I also wondered whether Zhang Zhonglin was bragging.
After the artillery observers summarized the situation, the artillery command quickly gave various valuable target positions and distributed them.
The artillery company commanders obtained their own combat tasks, and then they adjusted the direction and elevation angle of their artillery according to these tasks. All the defense soldiers held their breath and waited for the arrival of the general offensive order.
After looking at the pocket watch, Zhang Zhonglin picked up the phone and said, "I order all artillery soldiers of the 20th Army and the 21st Army of the Defense Army to focus on attacking valuable targets, covering densely, and firing artillery."
The order was issued step by step, and soon all the artillery soldiers started to move. Whether it was a 105mm howitzer or a 76mm mountain cannon, they all raised their gun barrels and aimed at their respective targets.
As the artillery company commanders waved the red flag in their hands, hundreds of artillery began to roar. The dense shells shot into the city of Bakhtaran, covering all key departments such as positions, military camps, ammunition depots, and command centers.
In the smoke of gunpowder.
Never seen Persian soldiers who were bombarded with such fierce shelling, holding their heads and hiding in the corner, trembling.
The dense firepower coverage lasted for an hour. Marshal Hamar secretly calculated the number of shells to be consumed in this shelling. The price made him secretly shocked, and the money was all for the Istan Empire.
The intensive shooting of the artillery of the defense army made Marshal's face look increasingly ugly. When Zhang Zhonglin announced the stop of the artillery, other personnel in the headquarters clearly saw Marshal's heavy breath of relief.
The artillery just ended, and the infantry of the Defense Army pulled out the scattered line and started a cluster charge. According to the standard training movements, the soldiers skillfully used various hidden objects to advance quickly.
The remaining Persian soldiers in the position quickly woke up. When they saw the Chinese soldiers starting to charge, they hurriedly picked up the rifle at their hands and fired.
Hearing the sound of shooting on the position, the mortar armed with the gun barrel charge immediately stopped and set up a mortar to clean up the remaining firepower points at a fixed point.
The precise attack of the mortar and the dense fire suppression of the light and heavy machine guns made the Persian soldiers unable to raise their heads. When they felt the firepower on the opposite side weakened, they were about to stand up and shoot, but they found that the bayonet had already pierced the chest.
The Persian army, which was defending the periphery, was caught off guard and either became a prisoner or was shot dead on the spot. In just two hours, the defense army captured Bakhtaran's periphery.
Zhang Zhonglin pointed at the receiving position and escorted the prisoners of the defense soldiers at Marshal Hamar and smiled at him: "Mr. Marshal, how do you see our Chinese army?"
Marshal Hamar wiped the sweat from his head and said, "It's true that he is well-trained, but I think what Lieutenant General said just now is a bit too much."
"Oh? What's the sentence?" Zhang Zhonglin said very strangely.
Marshal Hamar smiled and said, "Lieutenant General said that these people are recruits from the Chinese leader and have never been on the battlefield. I think it should be your big talk. Such a well-trained army should be the most elite in the leader."