This discovery made Mongolians very angry, and when they pulled up the blade net, it became more and more powerful.

"All notice. When the Mongolians approached thirty meters away from us, as soon as I called to throw them, you would knock the red end of this thing on your hat and throw it directly over!"

Although the squad leader has repeatedly explained the operation process of the grenade several times in the past two days, it is about to be put into practice. All grassroots officers are emphasizing the last time to prevent any idiots from making mistakes in operation and killing their own people.

Seeing the Mongolians pushing the shield cart and starting to step into the 30-meter line, all the squad leaders directly ordered: "Send!"

The movements were fast and slow, smooth and awkward, but everyone threw the grenades in their hands. It is not ruled out that some idiots forgot to knock them out, but most people still remember that the first row of Mongolian shields was immediately blown away from wood chips.

"Good, this thing is so amazing!"

The Ming New Army, who plays black gunpowder every day, has seen the power of new gunpowder, and is a little shocked.

"cast!"

They are all veterans, and the squad leader will not make the mistake of being dazed on the battlefield. After a while of throwing, another moment will be followed.

The first time Sheng Xiaobo learned that the Mongols were coming, he transported a million of these things from the Tiansu Railway. There is no need to wait for now.

The shield chariots that could not be fired by muskets shattered in front of the grenades, causing the Mongolian soldiers to howl.

"It's OK again today!"

Sheng Xiaobo looked at the timid look of the Mongolians in the telescope and knew that they were just like this. He hoped that they could break through the grenade and rushed over, and Genghis Khan had no chance of resurrecting him.

Both sides retreated their troops, each of them was busy. The Mongolians were busy racking their brains and thinking about ways to break the deadlock; the Ming Dynasty was busy cleaning up the bodies, resetting the blade net, and strengthening the defense line.

"Chief of Staff, I'm not late, right?" Lin Zhanfei laughed and greeted him, holding Sheng Xiaobo's hand.

Their military train arrived at around 11 o'clock in the evening, and Sheng Xiaobo had been waiting at the train station for a long time.

"How about it? Can you hold it? There are still two hundred kilometers to rush, so let everyone take a rest first?"

Sheng Xiaobo was afraid that the soldiers would be exhausted when they came from afar, and thought it would not be too late to go to the front line after dawn.

"No, I've been sleeping all the way. Besides, you're in front of us. We'll be at the front line and can sleep more at ease. If there's something wrong, I can help you."

When Sheng Xiaobo thought what he said made sense, he simply agreed: "Okay, it's impossible for so many people to finish it in a short time. Let's go down."

The unloading of more than 100,000 troops is a big project. The Qihu Army is not a simple configuration like the New Army of the Ming Dynasty. They have pulled more than a dozen trains for ammunition supply, not to mention the equipment such as the three-wheeled side and the 75-girl.

The vanguard troops had already arrived at Anyuan Town, two hundred kilometers away, and took over the defense of the first trench. The troops that had just arrived were still getting off the train.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, the Mongols were much less powerful than their ancestors. With such a messy army, they could not sweep across Europe and Asia."

Lin Zhanfei looked at the Mongolian camp with a telescope for a while, and shook his head in disappointment.

"Haha, I broke almost 20,000 to 30,000 people in two rounds, and I didn't even touch our hair. They still have a lot of morale."

Sheng Xiaobo was quite proud in his tone. The most difficult time had passed. Now the Qihu Army is constantly entering the position. The 75 girl with a range of up to ten miles is almost ready, because she is afraid that the opponent will not be able to cry.

"Don't fight too hard for now. Let's put them within three miles and open fire, drag them, and wait for the subsequent reinforcements to come up before giving them some ruthlessness."

The two cruel guys immediately determined the strategy. Although everyone didn't say anything, they were all holding their breath this time and wanted to fight a beautiful battle and show it to the commander-in-chief.

In the next few days, the Mongols suddenly realized something was wrong. Although they still didn't come up with a good idea, they could only let the soldiers push the shield cart forward, but they felt that the bullets and shells on the battlefield were a little different from the beginning.

The opponent's artillery still fired at Sanli, but it was not the kind of round iron bomb, but it would explode. Once the shot came, the shield cart could be reimbursed with the people behind it.

The gun also started shooting from a distance of one or two miles, and its power was obviously very different.

The only advantage is that the guns and cannons are now very slow and feel a little weak. Grenades will fly out unless they can rush to the trench.

I tried all kinds of ways to speed up, increase the number of people, but the other party was still in a desperate situation. Every time I felt that I could almost rush over, and in the end I fell in front of the trench.

After six or seven days of going back and forth, Ajikhan and Borjijin were both a little discouraged. As for the low-powered Tatan Tumot tribe, no one listened to their opinions.

"Or what if we go around?"

Borjijin can only think of this one way.

"It's hard to walk around the desert for hundreds of miles."

Ajikhan actually felt a sense of retreat. The three gangs had lost 60,000 to 70,000 people here. Before they could go further, they didn't even know how many people were killed by killing each other. The corpses burned on the battlefield every day were rolling in black smoke, and their morale was already a little unstable.

"We are cavalry, we can only go around for a few days. What Ming Dynasty lacks is cavalry. They will definitely not be able to catch up with us. As long as we reach the edge of the Yellow River and rush into the hinterland of the Ming Dynasty, we will not be our world."

Borjijin doesn't want to fight with Daming at this mountain pass at all now. It's just a loss.

The two discussed for a while and decided to take a detour. Their advantage lies in the mobility of the cavalry. It is a loss to fight positions with people here. As long as they walk out of the Alaxan Desert, their cavalry's advantages can be fully utilized.

When the Mongols first packed their luggage, they were discovered by Sheng Xiaobo and Lin Zhanfei.

"Want to run?"

Sheng Xiaobo was a little disbelief. The Mongolians obviously made sufficient preparations and wanted to do a big fight. Now they have lost 60,000 to 70,000 people. They have gained nothing and turned around and left. What are they doing?

Lin Zhanfei pinched his chin: "I don't think they admit defeat so easily. They just realized that fighting with us was too disadvantageous and wanted to change their gameplay."

Sheng Xiaobo raised his head from the map and glanced at him: "Why do you think so?"

Lin Zhanfei took the reconnaissance report of the fighter plane and Yang Yang: "Faced with nearly 100,000 people on our side, there was no intention of leaving at all, which means he wanted to drag us. If it was just a break from the rear, he should have packed up now."

Sheng Xiaobo immediately understood what he meant: "Is he trying to attack the east and west? Drag us here, and the others walked up the desert and crossed over to attack Yinchuan or Baotou?"

Lin Zhanfei nodded: "It's probably what it means. I often play like this in Myanmar!"

Sheng Xiaobo looked at the guy with a funny look, turned around and ordered the Air Force Staff, "Let all fighter planes take off and attack the Mongols with all their strength, disrupt their formation first, and create opportunities for the Qihu Army."

Now there are only about 400,000 troops coming one after another, only about 100,000 of them have organic power, and the rest are all infantry, but Sheng Xiaobo doesn't care about it now, and it is even more difficult for the Mongols to run into the desert.

"Old Lin, I'll leave it to you below. Your Qihu Army will attack with all your strength. I'll let the new army help you transport supplies and capture prisoners from behind."

This was a combat method that had been agreed upon earlier. Of course, Lin Zhanfei had no objection and nodded and agreed: "I'll make arrangements now."

The soldiers of the Jihu Army who had been bored in the trenches heard that they could set off and start attacking on their own initiative, and they all wanted to jump up. They could endure this kind of gameplay from them who had never fought such a stupid battle.

One by one, they happily pushed their side three wheels out of the trench, and the artillery fired the cannon trucks and began to heat up the car.

"Don't stay, don't worry about the back. Our mission is to keep chasing people and fight with people. Whoever dares to get together will fight with them. Just run to death if all the horses chase them."

The orders of grassroots officers made these guys who were used to crawling in the mud pits in Nanyang cheered.

This is the endless northwest, you can ride your bike and chase the enemy wildly, and you will be happy to think about it.

The first thing to start was fighter jets. Small bombs fell from the sky. When they landed among the Mongols, it was a big fireball. The camp of 400,000 people stretched for dozens of miles. A hundred fighter jets were not very harmful and were extremely humiliating.

Ajikhan and Borjijin didn't know how there would be something flying in the sky in the Ming Dynasty. They only knew that they had no choice but to use this thing. They were so angry that they could only order the Mongolian cavalry to disperse and accelerate the transfer.

The next time the construction started was hundreds of 75 girls who were already close to the Mongolian camp five miles away. This thing was much more terrifying than fighter jets. It had a large number and a fast firing rate. It smashed the front camp in front of Mongolia in a few minutes, and the artillery fire continued to extend into the camp.

The front battalion generals who were willing to prepare for the cavalry attack had to order to retreat.

Next, the 100,000 Tiger Army officially debuted. Now, the Mongolians realized that people slowly shot and shot them, and they were just having fun.

I didn't see that people started to retaliate now, and the cannon bullets hit the Mongols just like it was raining, which made them only turn around and run away.

Of course, Borjijin and Ajikhan were in the back camp. As they were watching their subordinates packing their luggage, suddenly a warrior from the clan came to report: "Khan, the Ming army has caught up with them, and they have broken the front camp."

The two almost fainted, and Borjijin roared: "How is it possible? As soon as we started to clean up, they rushed over and even broke the front camp? Are the people in the front camp all the money? They couldn't hold on for half an hour?"
Chapter completed!