The weather in Kulun is very good, with blue sky, white clouds and green grassland complementing each other.
Although the altitude of Mobei is not as high as that of the Southwest Plateau, the sky is still blue as hell. A few white clouds float in the sky, dotting the pure blue curtain.
If there is just the endless blue sky, people will definitely feel dizzy after looking at it. Human eyes seem to be unable to adapt to a single color. Therefore, there will always be a few clouds floating in the sky over the grassland, with different shapes, making people always look at it.
Never tired of it.
The Dharma conference has been going on for several days and is about to end.
Maybe this time is just a Dharma meeting. Some people began to doubt their initial guesses.
But it doesn’t make sense. Most people think there must be a war.
Judging from Zasak Tuhan's posture, he will definitely not retreat without a fight.
The Han people did not seem to be prepared to give in, and they were ready to send troops to destroy Zhasak Tuhan if he did not surrender.
But these days, the two sides are more at war with each other.
Let a lot of leaders of various ministries who are ready to become melon-eaters not be disappointed.
If we don't start a war, the prepared melons will spoil.
A cloud passed in the sky.
But this time, the shadow under the cloud did not leave.
This time everyone saw clearly that this was a cavalry team of more than 30,000 people.
Mobei has not assembled so many cavalry for a long time.
Each guard in the city guarded their master.
There are too few of them to interfere with this war. Of course, no matter who wins, it will not do anything to them. All they have to do is surrender.
Although the Chechen Khan tribe and the Sanyinnoyan tribe were willing to surrender to China, they both said that they did not lead troops this time and could not influence the war.
In fact, what they mean is to remain neutral in the war. This is the safest approach and also the helplessness of the weak.
No matter who wants to conquer them, they must show their strength.
All the wolves in the pack will succumb to the alpha wolf, but when the alpha wolf fights for the throne, no other wolves will come forward to help.
The war between the wolf kings must be resolved by the wolf kings themselves. Qi Bin still stays in the inn where he lives.
Cullen has no walls.
The posthouse is located southwest of Kulun City. It is built along the river. It has white walls and black tiles. The wall is more than three meters high and looks quite thick, but there is no place to lean on it.
More than five hundred guards have established a position in front of the post house.
Behind the post house is a river, so there is no need to consider it for the time being.
In front of the gate is a semi-circular position, which consists of horseback, barbed wire and trenches. The soldiers are stationed in the trenches.
Four tanks were placed in the open space in front of the door to form four machine gun positions.
The curtain behind the chariot is now down, and no one except the missionaries knows what is inside.
"Are they going to use these 500 people to fight against an army of 30,000? When did the Han people become so arrogant?" A leader of the Sanyinuoyan tribe said with a smile.
"Yes, Qingru's men can crush them with just one charge." Someone agreed.
"Great Khan, you see, that is the posthouse of the Han mission. They seem to be ready to resist."
Qingru already claimed to be the Great Khan of Mobei, and he also announced that he would succeed the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, and gave himself a reign name, Guangxu, perhaps because he aspired to be the Guangwu Emperor of the Qing Dynasty.
Qingru followed the sound and saw that there was indeed a posthouse outside Kulun City in the distance.
It is located alone on the bank of the Tule River. The Tule River behind the inn is very rough.
After spring, the ice and snow on the grasslands melt, causing the Tule River to surge.
The mission chose a good place, but did they think that with their backs against the river, they could fight against the 30,000 troops in their hands? Qingru thought to himself.
He looked at the size of the post house again. There was no way to hide troops in such a small place, so it would be no problem for the mission to only have the information of 500 guards.
"Great Khan, let me lead my thousands-man team to flatten the opponent."
At this time, an assistant leader from the General's Mansion stood up and said.
Although General Ulyasutai's Mansion is located in a remote location, it is small and well-equipped.
Among them are two counselors and ministers, one each from Manchu and Mongolian. Four from Zhangjing, in charge of the four yamen. One from Green Camp, one from Qianzong, three from General, and one from Foreign Affairs Commission. Tang Nuwu
There are five members in charge of Liang Hai (one member for each flag), and twenty-five members each for the Assistant Leader and Xiao Riding School (five members for each flag).
These people are all members of Qingru's team. This general manager was promoted by the former general's office. This person's name is Wuletai, and he is quite brave.
"Okay, Uletai, I'll give you two thousand people. Can you level the posthouse in front of you and take back the head of the Han envoy?" To be on the safe side, Qingru directly allocated two thousand people to Uletai.
Thai.
"Your Majesty, you just have to wait and see, I will help you get the Han dog head." Wuletai felt that this master seemed to be a little too careful.
With only a guard of five hundred men, he felt that a thousand cavalry would be enough to destroy the opponent.
How can the infantry be a match for the cavalry when there is no city wall to rely on on the grassland?
Any young general with little combat experience can understand the truth.
The leader of the mission opposite obviously couldn't even talk on paper.
At this time, it was best for them to retreat to the city of Kulun and seek the protection of the great lama.
Qingru's cavalry would not attack the temple casually, even if Qingru ordered them to do so, they would not do it.
On the grassland, the Buddha is bigger than the emperor.
Herdsmen will not hesitate to put their beliefs first.
In Kulun City, on the highest floor of the pagoda, the old monk is sitting on it.
He saw a tidal wave of cavalry surrounding the post house by the Tule River.
And that post house was like a small boat in the tide.
Behind is the rolling river. The old monk doesn't like to see killings.
But at this time, he could not restrain his curious desire.
He wanted to see what the new Dharma Protector King Kong was capable of.
Every religion that wants to develop cannot do without the support of the political power behind it.
The Orthodox Church continues to expand in East Asia and Eastern Europe relying on the strong force of the Rakshasa people.
The Gelug sect had always relied on the support of the Qing court, but the power of the Qing court continued to shrink in the grasslands to the north and west.
The Central Plains already had its own Buddhist sect, and the Qing government would not allow the Gelug sect to infiltrate.
From now on, the outlet for the Gelug Sect, just as the Han envoy said, is only in the grasslands of the north and west.
In other words, if the Gelug Sect wants to develop in the future, it must support the Chinese government's continuous expansion in the north and west.
So are they capable of fighting against the Rakshasa people?
The old monk is looking forward to their performance today.
The old monk recited scriptures to save those who will die in today's battle. May they enter reincarnation early, Amitabha!
Tuxie Tuhan did not go out to join in the fun. At his age, he could get sick if the wind blew. He did not want to die before the fight was over.
If he died, the honest eldest son might not be able to control his younger brother and the leader of the tribe.
He didn't know if the person he arranged had arrived at his location. He believed that his most loyal servant Geier would definitely handle this matter.
For this reason, he handed over the eight thousand cavalry in the tribe into the hands of Ges'er. In order to hold on to China's thigh, Lao Khan made a desperate move this time.
A man of his age should not have acted so impulsively.
However, the old Khan King was very confident in his choice. He believed that following China, his Khan tribe would definitely live a better and better life.
Maybe the old man is too confident in his own wisdom.
Wuletai trotted forward with the two thousand horses allocated to him, but they still had not reached the sprinting distance. They were now letting the horses warm up first.
"My sons, step on the Han Chinese post house in front of you. You will be rewarded for your sweat." Wuletai looked at the post house like a small black dot in front of him, full of confidence.
As the general speeds up, the entire team speeds up.
As the charge approached, the line gradually turned into a crescent shape and surrounded the post house like a pair of pliers.
"Bang bang bang..." A faint green smoke floated in front of the door of the post house.
The six mortars of the guard battalion opened fire first. The shells that had been calibrated in advance accurately exploded in the prairie cavalry camp.
But there were only six mortars, which were too few in number. Wuletai didn't care. He urged his horses and led his cavalry to speed up again.
We have already entered a distance of 500 meters.
At this time, there was loud gunfire in front of the post house's position, and the rifles at this distance were able to effectively kill the densely charging enemy cavalry.
The muzzles of the four rotary machine guns rotated, and hot bullets were ejected from each barrel. The cartridge cases were ejected from the barrel as the crank rotated, and then new bullets entered the chamber.
When the gun penetrates the flesh, the machine gunner can judge the impact point of his bullet by following the fallen horse.
Because the target is too small and there are too many people in Uletai, the closer they get to the target, the more densely they perform plastic surgery.
The Mongols' attacks were still in a swarm pattern, with no standardized formation.
This brings convenience to the Renaissance soldiers stationed in the position. They only need to keep shooting, and they don't even need to aim.
Temulun is a warrior of Tangnu Ulianghai, who comes from Komuzik Ulianghai Banner.
This time almost all the two thousand soldiers under their flag were dispatched.
As a warrior, Temulun didn't know many things. But they had always been under the jurisdiction of General Ulyasutai.
Being drafted to fight is part of what is right.
After arriving at Uliasutai, they learned that the original Qing Dynasty had been destroyed by the Han people, and the general was preparing to stand on his own in Mobei.
Those who follow the general can all gain great credit.
After they gathered with other teams, they were led by the general and headed towards Cullen.
Temulun had gone to Kulun before to worship. There were all magnificent temples there. He had never seen so many houses.
The current General Manager Qian told them that there were more houses in the Han area in the south. After he and the general went to Kulun and made the Khalkha people in the east surrender.
The general will take them to the south, and then they can have their own big houses, and each of them will be given a few Han women.
It's really beautiful when I think about it.
Temulun's thousand-man team launched the first round of attack on the post house along with Wuletai.
Temulun looked at the post house in the distance, like a small boat.
Those Han soldiers were actually outside the post house, and they didn't hide inside the wall.
These people were all warriors. Temulun decided not to insult their corpses later.
Temulun rushed forward with his companions, and as the distance shortened, the distance between him and his companions became closer and closer.
Everyone's war horses were almost crowded together. There was no way, the target was too small. Maybe Ultai should only attack with a thousand men.
Fortunately, the riding skills of these prairie cavalry are so good that they are almost integrated with the horses under their bodies.
Suddenly, Temulun saw a puff of smoke rising from the opponent's camp.
Then a dull sound came, followed by explosions one after another.
Many cannonballs directly hit people or war horses and exploded directly. They didn't stir up any soil, but they exploded into masses of flesh and blood.
Temulun felt as if a drop of water fell on his face.
But it was obviously a sunny day, with only a few white clouds in the sky.
Then the drop of water flowed down his cheek. Temulun subconsciously wiped it with his hand, and the smell of blood drifted into his nose.
He saw that his hands were dyed red. Well, it turned out to be his companion's blood spilled on his face.
When Temulun saw his companions around him, they did not flinch. Instead, they speeded up their horses, and he also speeded up. People on the grassland had also seen cannons, and they knew that this thing was just for scaring people.
As long as you get closer, the cannon will no longer be effective.
Therefore, usually when being bombarded, the cavalry will subconsciously speed up their horses.
He could now see the rejected horses in front of the posthouse opposite. There was only one row of rejected horses, and Temulun knew that the cavalry in front would use flying hooks to pull these rejected horses apart.
The grassland people's ability to throw flying hooks is all practiced by roping horses, and they are very accurate.
These horses also have ropes pulled behind them. This shouldn't be a problem.
As long as they crossed these two obstacles, they could rush up and kill the mission guards hiding in the trenches.
Temulun subconsciously clenched the saber in his hand. He was in the back row and had no chance to shoot arrows. All he had to do was go up and kill people.
"Bang bang bang...ta da da..." Two different musket sounds sounded.
Temulun, who was at the rear of the team, couldn't see clearly the Han position on the opposite side, so he just thought it was the Han people on the opposite side who were firing muskets.
But the distance in front seems to be far away. Are these Han people all novices? They started shooting at such a long distance.
But Temulun heard the sound of knights in the front row falling down again.
There were also the screams of cavalry and the whine of war horses.
Temulun was a little scared. He wanted to slow down his horse, but there were people behind him pushing him forward.
Temulun could only lie down as low as possible and use the body of the war horse underneath him to protect himself.
His position was already very far back, and the dense cavalry in front blocked his view.
But now his eyes are gradually becoming clearer.
The horse beneath him ignored his command and jumped over the corpses of the men and horses consciously.
This is a good horse that his father bought in exchange for five sheep. This horse has been with him for two years, and they have established a strong relationship of trust.
There were corpses all in front of and behind Temulun. He looked at it all with some confusion, and subconsciously moved closer to the living companions around him, as if this would give him a sense of security.
Obviously there are only 500 people on the other side, so at best they only have 500 muskets. How could they be so powerful?
At this time, the rotating machine gun had stopped shooting. Therefore, Temulun did not see the terrifying scene of heavy machine gun fire just now.
Many Khan kings and leaders watching from a distance could not see clearly how the Han people fought.
They only saw two thousand cavalry rushing five hundred meters in front of the post's position as if they encountered a wall.
The cavalrymen rushing in front kept falling to the ground and could never get up again.
In just one stick of incense, two thousand cavalrymen turned into corpses on the ground.
How is this done?
You know, the 500 people these cavalry encountered were not ordinary 500 people, they were Dong Shuheng's presidential guard.
They use the latest Type 54 rifles, which use smokeless powder bullets and have a much faster rate of fire than the Type 53 rifles.
And there will be no smoke that will affect the infantry's continuous shooting. After using smokeless gunpowder, this kind of breech-loading gun will generally not malfunction, and there is no need to clean the barrel during continuous use.
These five hundred people also own four rotating machine gun tanks. The four tanks combined can fire nearly a thousand rounds of bullets per minute.
This speed is equivalent to adding a battalion of rifle firepower to them.
"This...how is this possible?" Qingru, who was riding a horse, almost threw the whip in his hand to the ground.
After all, he was not a veteran of the battlefield. Faced with such a cruel battlefield and such a bizarre result, Qingru didn't know what to do for a moment.