Under Yang Wei's arrangement, Liu Beina went to Shanghai, while Yang Wei sent Xing army to lead a company of troops to secretly follow Ma Bufang and headed all the way to Urumqi.

After leaving Yumen, Ma Bufang felt extremely relaxed and quickly threw away all the things he had lost in Yumen Town. He sat majestic in a heavy armored chariot, heading to Urumqi with great fanfare.

At the same time, another team was starting from Urumqi, and its marching route happened to be the same as that of Ma Bufang to Urumqi. These two teams were destined to meet on the road. Although Ma Bufang knew nothing about the coming danger, Sheng Shicai, who was commanding another team, knew all the plans and was full of expectations for Ma Bufang's team who was about to meet on the road.

A large amount of oil and Ma Bufang's head are gradually approaching, and the ambitious prosperous times are determined to win this.

However, although Ma Bufang was marching westward, he was afraid of the prosperous times that were entrenched in Urumqi, he never thought that the prosperous times would suddenly come out halfway. The march was relatively easy. Until the third day of departure, the troops reached Hongshan Lok, and Ma Bufang ordered the troops to march overnight.

This time, Ma Bufang finally learned from the experience and lessons of the last time and no longer stayed on the road to avoid causing trouble on the road. But Ma Bufang was too extreme. He either walked around and stopped like a quick walk or rushed day and night. Ma Bufang was not feeling anything, but the marching soldiers complained. The soldiers under Ma Bufang were like Ma Bufang. Because Ma Bufang's troops were loose in training, they had never marched for such a long distance, so they naturally could not bear this hardship. Although Ma Bufang ordered people to accelerate their advance, the speed of the march had actually slowed down.

Seeing the bright moon rising, the town ahead was still out of reach. Everything on the horizon was full of desert Gobi. Ma Bufang couldn't help but feel angry. He immediately ordered the commander to stop the heavy armored train, jumped out of the train himself, and snatched the whip from the guards' hands, shouting angrily: "Everyone is trying harder for me! No one has eaten, right? Tell you, if you can't walk in the early morning of tomorrow, no one in the town ahead will want to eat, just wait for the whip!"

After Ma Bufang rebuked him angrily, the soldiers couldn't help but complain, their voices were shattering and low, like a fly making an disturbing noise in their ears. Many complaining sounds were connected, which drowned Ma Bufang's voice. The angry Ma Bufang snatched the "Mao" pistol on the shoulder of a soldier beside him without saying a word, and shot him at the top of his head. The roaring gun sounded above everyone's heads, and the sudden sound echoed on the lonely and empty Gobi Desert, like a ghost crying and howling.

The soldiers instantly calmed down, all of them stood up subconsciously, looked at Ma Bufang nervously, and Ma Bufang, who was standing in front of everyone, snorted proudly: "Whoever dares to talk nonsense anymore, I will let him eat a gun!"

Ma Bufang, who said this proudly, seemed to have never heard of a truth. The smell of blood was very easy to attract wild animals, just like the fragrance of bones could attract wild dogs. What can those who fired their guns in the wilderness attract? It is unknown what the full text of the Late Tang Dynasty read.

Just as Ma Bufang finished speaking, a very sudden sound suddenly roared and howled. Ma Bufang, who was facing the soldiers, didn't know what was going on, but the soldiers standing opposite Ma Bufang clearly saw a dark red shadow slipping down in the darkness and finally landed less than fifty meters behind Ma Bufang. Just as the shadow fell on the ground, the round dark red object suddenly exploded, and the golden red light instantly dyed the sky red.

An explosion sounded muffled, and the earth was shaking as if the entire ground was shaking. The soldiers covered their heads and lay on the ground, while Ma Bufang, who was facing the explosion scene, wanted to turn around but it was too late. She was hit on the ground by the hot air waves and turned twice in succession.

"It's a shell! Howitzer!"

In the crowd, I don’t know who shouted, and the whole camp suddenly became chaotic. A chariot commander hugged his head and ran away. Ma Bufang pulled his collar and pulled the chariot commander back, cursing: “Are you fucking stupid? Can’t you see the armored chariot?”

The captain, who was originally a cavalry, had completely forgotten that there was a heavy armored chariot. He came to his senses when he heard Ma Bufang's reminder. He quickly jumped into the heavy armored chariot, looked at Ma Bufang nervously and dullly and said, "Teacher, what should I do now?"

Ma Bufang slapped the captain on the head and shouted angrily: "Are you a captain or am I a captain? Give me a hit!"

Although the commander had undergone special training from Yang Wei's armour division, it was the first time he went to the battlefield. In his eyes, this kind of iron guy was not as convenient as riding a horse when he was really fighting. At least the speed of escape was incomparable. The commander endured the panic and calmed down and fiddled with the buttons on the dashboard, swallowed: "Teacher, if the division commander fires now, the opponent has not yet entered the shooting range, and the shooting range is not enough."

Ma Bufang, who was angry, wanted to command the chariot to open fire, but then he thought of the mistake he made last time. When he had exchanged fire with Sheng Shicai, it was Yang Wei's armored chariot commander who reminded Ma Bufang to wait until the other party entered the firing range before firing, so as not to waste shells. Ma Bufang, who had not listened to his opinion, fired randomly with his own chariot, which led to the lack of artillery fire in the end.

Ma Bufang waved his hand and directed the scouts to sneak quietly from the side of the battlefield to check the situation. At the same time, he commanded other soldiers to enter the state of preparation. Most of the soldiers under Ma Bufang had never experienced mechanized combat scenes. The scene in front of them had already made them lose their calmness and looked ahead in panic. If they wanted to use their flesh and blood to fight these iron guys who killed people without blinking, it would be better to run away immediately. Even if they were deserters, they could at least save their lives.

If a soldier has such an idea, I am afraid that Ma Bufang can only blame him for his lack of training in daily life.

The scout quickly found out the situation of the other party. Ma Bufang's heavy armored chariot had a shooting range of 1,500 meters, so it was naturally impossible to do it recklessly.

What puzzled Ma Bufang was that the opponent kept attacking on the spot, and the range of the first round of artillery fire remained unchanged from beginning to end, which made Ma Bufang unable to understand what the opponent's purpose was.

The fierce artillery fire lasted for a full ten minutes. When the opponent's shells stopped attacking, it seemed as if the world had completely quieted down. All the soldiers' ears were buzzing tinnitus. Among these sounds, Ma Bufang's voice was high and excited, and he shouted: "Everyone obeys the order and moves forward at full speed!"

Ma Bufang's troops were arranged in an orderly manner, leading with heavy armored chariots, with cavalry and infantry following closely behind, and quickly moving forward. Bloody Mountains and Rivers 341

However, just as Ma Bufang's troops had just marched less than a hundred meters, a strange feeling suddenly came towards Ma Bufang. It was a cold emanating from his bones, as if the god of death was venting cold behind his back.

Before Ma Bufang could figure out where this cold came from, suddenly, a violent explosion swept across the battlefield, and the sound of artillery fire came overwhelmingly.

Until then, Ma Bufang suddenly realized that the violent shock of the explosion came from under him, and Ma Bufang suddenly roared subconsciously at the top of his throat.
Chapter completed!