Chapter 389: The Poor King of the Drain Road Branch

After Aduli said this, he pointed to the middle of the two armies' fronts, where shells fell from time to time, causing pieces of mud to rise, but the place where the shells landed was empty. Aduli pointed to the Persian army again, and the shells of the giant cannon were still falling into the Persian army. In order to prevent attack, the Prince of the Tangluzhi had moved his command position twice.

Aduri narrowed his eyes and continued, "I have been thinking about why the enemy's cannons have been fifteen. After careful observation, I found that there were only fifteen cannons in the middle of the battlefield, and only five cannons that could penetrate into our positions. Just now, I realized that those shells were not meaningless. The shells in the middle of the battlefield blocked our attack route. Now we can only watch the soldiers on the front line fall into hard battles, but cannot reinforce them.

The shells that fell into our positions are gradually destroying our will. My prince, please look back. Although the soldiers who have experienced the bombardment of cannons are still standing still, their faces have already shown fear. Their movement is because all the soldiers have not moved, so they dare not move. Once we ask them to step forward, pass through the blank area of ​​artillery bombardment, and go to the front line to receive more intensive attacks from the enemy, I am afraid that when the order is issued, they will collapse."

What Aduli just said is actually the "platz effect". When a group of people stand together, everyone in the team is afraid that they will live like themselves. They try their best to stay consistent with others so as not to appear special. This "platz effect" is also called "herd psychology". The Persian army was able to stand firmly under the bombardment of cannons because of the square effect. Everyone stood like this, so every soldier tried his best to bury his fear in his heart and stood as if he was pretending to be regarded as a heretic.

However, as long as they move their feet, things will be different. There may be thousands of choices in the direction of movement under their feet. Some people can no longer move their legs because of fear, so they stand in place, while some people are not taking prescribed steps because of fear. The strange ways of action immediately break the square effect. Then, they wake up personally, and their choice must be the most in line with their nature.

As long as escape becomes a majority psychology, the square effect will play a role again. Even the most determined people are unwilling to stay where they are and be regarded as heresy. They will try their best to follow their companions and maintain the situation of defeat...

The fierce battle on the hillside continued, and the Song army near the camp did not seem to insist. After they fired all the bullets in the mainland of the handgun, they began to gradually retreat. When the Persian vanguard rushed to the second camp, they found an officer on the hillside sneered and left the torch. He looked at the Persian soldiers, his eyes full of pity, as if he was looking at a group of dead people.

The torch left behind immediately caused a fire on the ground. The flames were a little like an explosion of fire. A small ball of white smoke rose. Then, several steamers were separated from the flames and gradually meandered to the distance along the black lines on the ground. The attacking Persian soldiers were stunned for a moment. They noticed that the flames were burning along some black powder on the ground. The black powder was drawn on the ground, and all the black powder was a small wooden barrel on the ground.

With a loud bang, a huge explosion sounded, and a small wooden barrel was ignited. The fire it caused triggered was like a domino pushed to trigger a chain reaction. The explosion sounded like a pile of smoke rose up. Between the first and second camps halfway down the hillside. The explosion heat wave immediately covered the entire area like a moving Tubo rat, turning this area into a sea of ​​fire.

Amid the explosion, Zhao Xing, who was standing on the hillside, muttered with satisfaction: "It's a bit like a carpet bombing."

At this time, the loud explosion sounded deafening everyone's ears. The officers on the hillside only saw Zhao Xing's lips opening and closing, and could not hear any sound. They shouted anxiously: "What, what?"

Zhao Xing made a gesture, and when the officers' ears slightly regained their hearing, he shouted loudly: "I mean, the Dragoons can attack."

The outcome of the war is visible, and the officers have recommended themselves to take on the final blow. Zhao Xing waved generously: "Go, go, everyone, the people in the Drum are rich, try to plunder."

Generally speaking, more than 30% of an army was killed, and this army had disappeared. The square effect would make them want to escape and not remember to resist. Although the Persian army on the opposite side had only invested three 10,000 people and launched two attacks, they had lost their sense of resistance under the blow of thunder and fire. When the dragoons in red uniforms circled out from both sides of the mountain, the remaining Persian soldiers on the front line had begun to flee, and the dragoons on both sides did not care about these retreating troops. They dragoons dragoons drew from afar and rushed directly to the Persian formation.

"Arrow, shoot arrow!" The prince of the Tangluzhi ordered at the top of his lungs.

The dragon cavalry did not reach the range of the bow and arrow. They raised their hands outside the range of the bow and arrow, and suddenly a spear sounded like a rainstorm. Persian archers were knocked to the ground like banana leaves in the rainstorm. But the Song soldiers were not finished yet. They put the empty pistol back into the horse bag. With a turn of their hands, a new pistol appeared in their hands again. Suddenly, the spear sounded like a rainstorm sounded again.

The archers collapsed, and the troops that attacked from a long range lacked the courage to fight with each other. Seeing Song Bing riding a tall horse, rushing towards him while holding pistols endlessly. Half of the Persian soldiers threw down the bows and arrows in their hands and turned around and ran towards their army...

Their escape triggered a chain reaction. A Persian infantry on the front line could not bear the fear. He threw down the spear and shield in his hand and turned to follow the archers. His companions were not stupid either. They were only stunned for less than half a second, and they also followed suit and turned backwards. When the Song army dragon cavalry rushed to the position where the guy was standing just now, there was no one standing Persian ten meters in front of them.

The Prince of the Dungluzhi, located in the rear army, still wanted to persist because the advantage of the cavalry lies in speed. The dragon cavalry emptied the hand gun in his hand. When they rushed to the Persian formation, only a distance of more than ten meters was enough for them to increase their horse speed. This speed was not a charge speed. The Prince of the Dungluzhi decided to take a gamble and send his black-armored cavalry to fight. However, at this time, the Persian formation was in chaos and everyone was shouting. Everyone was running around, and the Prince of the Dungluzhi could not find his messenger.

"My prince, lead your army out of the battlefield, please give me this place." Aduli grabbed the head of the prince of the Tangluzhi and persuaded him to explain. He pointed his hand away and reminded: "Prince. The Song army moved on the ridge of the mountain. They launched an attack on the whole line. We may not be able to hold on to the sunset."

At sunset, Aduli led the remaining troops to leave the battlefield. At this time, his army was less than 3,000, and everyone was devastated. At this time, the Prince of the Tangluzhi had fled to the capital of the Tangluzhi. Only five thousand loyal cavalry were left beside him, and the troops of the Allies had collapsed.

At this time, in Shanliangshan, the Song soldiers proudly followed the military flags at Zhao Xing's feet, and the military flags were painted with various symbols. Sinbada explained the meaning of these flags to Zhao Xing one by one: "This is the military flag of the Gandawa tribe, this is the Telek, this is the Tingbak... There is actually the Meklan military flag... Marshal, congratulations, you defeated the entire Tangluzhi and the entire southern Iranian plateau."

"It's a pity that we neither captured the Balochistan Prince nor captured the Balochistan Prime Minister. These Iranians are really tenacious," Zhao Xing smacked his lips with regret.

After the sun set, Aduli fled the battlefield under the cover of some of the troops in the Lanlu. The Song army, who was in a strange place, did not dare to go deep into the hostile wasteland and searched for deserters to expand the results of the battle. Therefore, although the Song army seized many war horses in this battle, they had to withdraw their troops in a hurry...

The victorious Karachi Castle was brightly lit. After returning to the castle, Zhao Xing personally arranged the follow-up matters regardless of his fatigue. The identified prisoners were taken into the meeting hall in a series, crawling at Zhao Xing's feet, and the Song merchants stood in the left wing. The Song army officers stood in the right wing. They listened to Sinbada's introduction with satisfaction.

Sinbada's loud voice echoed in the hall: "Prince Gandava is convinced to you and asks you to accept his allegiance; Prince Kirak is willing to regard you as the lord. He asks you to accept him and his subjects... Prince Mekran surrenders to you, and he asks to give him the opportunity to redeem his freedom."

Zhao Xing touched his chin and asked, "Sinbada, you were surprised by the existence of the Meklan army just now. Is he very rich?"

Sinbada bowed and replied: "Your Excellency, from this port, heading north along the coastline, the next port is Meklan, which is one of the few open ports in Seljuk now, and they are very rich. And this prince is the third prince, most likely to inherit Meklan because his two brothers have passed away."

Zhao Xing laughed: "So, we have gained a lot this time... Do you think the price is appropriate to allow him to redeem freedom with thirty camel land sand?"

This is the value of his ransom that Sinbada once mentioned. Sinbada bowed and replied respectfully: "Conqueror of the Bangluzhi, how can you compare me with Prince Mekran? I think he will produce at least fifty camels of golden sand, plus ten warships and five hundred beautiful female slaves... Well, if two hundred male servants are added, it would be more appropriate."

"Talk him at this price!" Zhao Xing waved his hand and ordered.

Sinbada stepped forward to communicate with Prince Mekran. An officer quietly approached and reminded carefully: "Taiwei, these people should be given to the official family, and the official family will decide."

"But the government will not pay me money for it," Zhao Xing looked at the officer and said with a smile: "Our military expenditure is very expensive. If these people are sent back to the court, the government will only give a heavy reward and then let them return home. In this way, we spend money and bleeding, and the military expenditure will be deducted by those corrupt officials, which is too unpaid."

The officer wanted to persuade him again, but Zhao Xing waved his hand: "Don't worry, I always want to save some face for the official family, leave a few poor people who can't afford to pay back to the country, so that the official family can be happy. Others are better to discount."

After saying that, Zhao Xing stood up and announced loudly: "Although this war is not over and the Prince of the Tangluzhi has not surrendered yet, the rewards of the three armies are still going to go on. I announced: Each of the soldiers participating in the war can get one kilogram of gold (Song) or equivalent goods. After the Prince of the Tangluzhi surrenders, I expect everyone can get another kilogram of gold."

Zhao Xing said this, the Song merchants were reluctant. A leader came up under the recommendation of Song merchants, holding a list with a smile, and said embarrassedly: "Master Taiwei, you have borrowed a total of three million guan of gunpowder on credit this time. In addition, the Guangnan Firearms Bureau still has 10 million guan of muskets not paid...

I just heard that the Prince of Mekran only redeems fifty camels... Alas, the price of Arab female slaves has been very high recently. Five hundred female slaves can't sell at any price. The Lord promised to give each soldier a kilogram of gold. Then, do you think you paid the money by the way? There are also labor costs, stone fees, lime clay costs, and food, fresh water, and supplies... a total of 50 million guan."

Zhao Xing closed his eyes in pain: "War is really too expensive."

His eyes rolled, and Zhao Xing asked again: "How valuable is this Karachi castle?"

Gangshou shook his head: "Sir, you can't talk to us about money for this castle. We have to pay taxes on schedule, so this castle can only be the property of the government, but it is just run by us merchants. We don't pay for this castle, even a copper plate."

"The profitable businessman!" Zhao Xing cursed: "Don't worry, I can get 50 million pounds of money... A camel can weigh 400 pounds of gold sand. The musketeers and artillerymen who participated in the war paid rewards according to the amount I said, and the grenadiers were reduced by half. The servants were reduced by half. I saw a room of prisoners here. This was a woman. If I don't believe they didn't even have enough military expenses for me."

Under this standard, the captured princes of the small states even wanted to die. They were called princes. The population of the territory was equivalent to a clan in the Song Dynasty. In the Song Dynasty, they were at most a clan leader. Although the Arabs were rich, they had to spend so much money and emptied the savings of these clans for a hundred years.

In fact, the price offered by Song Shang to Zhao Xing was purely a lion's mouth, and this price contained a lot of water. However, Zhao Xing hoped to inspire Song Shang's desire for war, and he always believed that instead of squeezing his compatriots and squeezing their profit margins, it was better to attack foreigners. So he tacitly agreed to Song Shang's quotation.

As a result, after this war, countless "little kings" in the Dangluzhi became penniless and could not even get a decent pot at home... Of course, because this battle established the well-deserved maritime overlordship of Karachi Castle. Subsequently, with the prosperity of maritime trade, these little kings who depended on the Song Shang Dynasty also became rich again, and even became richer than in the past, which made them talk about the plundered past, and were more show-off than hatred.

After the Battle of Karachi, which was verbally praised by Arabs, the Song army rested for three more days. Three days later, the Song army suddenly sent troops to Lupuha in the afternoon. Then, the Song army arrived in Hadurshu like a whirlwind. After the defeat, the panic-dang army of the Tanglu became even more panicked.

Three days and earth were not enough to search and consolidate the remaining troops, and regrouped the resistance forces. The army of the Tanglu thought that the Song army would hesitate in the port area because they were not familiar with geography. Unexpectedly, the Song army seemed to have learned the method of shrinking the ground. They did not take a step out of the port for fifty days before, but after the battle, they spanned 250 miles in one and a half days.

The Song army that attacked this time was no longer an infantry army. They used the spoils seized from the war to achieve complete cavalry equipment. Three thousand combat soldiers dragged 30,000 servants and slaves, and kept working all the way, followed by a larger caravan.

Nowadays, the Song merchants have completely different appearances. In the past, they had to be down on this land and acted at the faces of the Arab agents. But now, as a military merchant, Zhao Xing opened firearm restrictions to them. These Song merchants used materials to exchange muskets, grenades and other offensive weapons with the Song army. As a result, each caravan transformed into a robbery team. They waved muskets with one hand and gold coins with the other. They used gold coins to do things that could be done. If gold coins could not do anything, they used muskets.

In an instant, this huge team was like a hurricane blowing across the Iranian plateau. Wherever they passed, the local residents became poor.

The merchants of Song State were armed, and the army of the Danglu Branch could not distinguish the difference between formal personnel and merchants. They immediately exclaimed: "Why, why are the Song State people getting bigger and bigger? The battle between the Danglu Branch was only 10,000. In the blink of an eye, they became 100,000... Well, the 100,000 troops defeated all the elite troops of the adjacent states of the Danglu Branch. What is their purpose?"

The people of the Bangluzhi were surprised that there was not much time left. The Prince of the Bangluzhi was still trying his best to gather the defeated troops everywhere. Zhao Xing had led the army to advance to his royal city.

The size of the Tangluzhi royal city is not large. In Zhao Xing's view, it is not even as good as a prefecture city in the Song Dynasty. Now, due to the butterfly effect brought by Zhao Xing, many prefecture cities in the Song Dynasty have begun to build city walls with concrete and stones, and the city walls are more than ten meters high. The Tangluzhi royal city is actually a city of earth. Although the wall made of rammed earth is tall, it is ultimately a pile of soil.

Zhao Xing rode around the city on a horse, sighing while walking. The officers accompanying him shook their heads and kept asking Zhao Xing: "Teacher, you said the city is full of gold and gems, but the people in the city are full of gold and gems. Why did they build their own walls so broken? This is not a city of wealth? I think it is even worse than a county town in the Song Dynasty."

Among the top ten cities in the world, the Drum Branch cannot be ranked at all. There is only one city on this land, that is Baghdad. According to statistics, the population of Baghdad at that time was about 433,000. This population, in the Song Dynasty, was equivalent to a state city.

Even Baghdad, the capital of Seljuk, is like this, how big can the city of Tangluzhi be? The Song army officers who have seen the prosperous Song Dynasty cities despise the royal city of Tangluzhi. Zhao Xing shook his head and explained: "This city is really not very good. I remember that their capital is a stone city, with huge stones three meters thick, and it is an ancient city. It has become a majestic stone city. The history of the stone city has been five thousand years, or even six thousand years.

Don’t underestimate the prosperity of the Drum Branch. Although this city is a turret, their architectural style is like this. They are used to building houses with adobe, but their turret houses are indeed full of countless gold, silver and treasures."

The soldiers of the Song army were ready to go: "Who lives in a dirt house guards a bunch of treasures. Isn't this a child walking on the night road with gold? Look at me, this kind of earth wall will definitely be blown away with an eight-pound cannon."
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