The smoke of gunpowder dissipated, and King Charles I looked at the wilderness in horror, and the corpses were everywhere. When he set out, eight thousand cavalrymen evaporated, and most of the casualties were killed and injured. The remnants were trapped between the two camps in front and behind the Ming army, and were attacked from all sides.

The Ming army infantry was strangled by the tide.

The ticking Scottish bagpipes are still blowing vigorously, but they sound so harsh.

Around the surroundings, the arrogant Scottish ancient tribes had a pale face, but they were strangled by their own army, but they were at a loss and turned into wooden men. Under the city, Li Huaiyi's central army formed a round formation, and there were many obstacles outside to resist horses.

, His guard barracks were in the middle core position, and the general flag was tightly protected.

"The enemy cavalry has collapsed!"

"The horse team will stop the defeated enemy, and then let it go and come to see me!"

"Ha ha!"

Li Huaiyi's eyes were covered in blood, and he burst into laughter. Everyone was cheering in the camp. With his own strength, a town of soldiers could defeat a country. Nearly ten thousand enemy cavalry rushed wildly, and only a small number of casualties were paid.

Compared with the huge results, casualties are negligible. After twenty years of hard work and hard work, the Ming army has grown to such a level that Li Huaiyi, as the head coach, has become a little crazy.

In a blink of an eye, the defeated enemy cavalry was trapped in a heavy siege and trapped in the overwhelming group of infantry soldiers of the Ming army. They could not move, were strangled, and were stabbed. In the distance, the Ming cavalry, who were cruising outside the battlefield, also entered the battlefield and fled a small number of them.

The enemy cavalry on the battlefield, the killing teams of people were on the spot.

In an instant, the chaos was filled with bloody smell, heart-wrenching crying and screaming. The Scottish cavalry, trapped in the group of infantry, completely lost the mobility of the cavalry, but refused to abandon the war horses.

The infantry rushes over and stabs them to death.

In the back camp, Wu Jinchen sat on the ground, wiped the man, looked at the sandbag in front of him, and the chariot bunker was covered with incomplete corpses. The tall war horses fell to death on the spot, and the black blood gathered into a stream.

, He still felt scared in his heart when he was flowing through a small inch of land. Although his troops and horses were well trained, it was still too dangerous.

"Cabin, cavalry..."

Wu Jinchen muttered silently a little lost. He remembered the fierce debate with his fellow soldiers in the military academic lecture hall a few years ago. In front of the infantry town armed to the teeth, were the cavalry out of date? Beside him, there was a nest of a nest

The soldiers from the rear camp came out with muskets and rows of bright guns and swords shook dazzlingly.

Under the Stone City, the only four cannons roared from time to time, trying to meet the defeated Scottish cavalry. However, the firepower of the four cannons was useless. The Scottish people paid the price for their barbaric and backwardness. Most of them were surrounded, and a small number of defeated cavalry

I escaped to the city but was blocked by the suspension bridge, so it was easy to go out and difficult to go back.

When setting off, the eight thousand elite cavalrymen escaped back in a panic, but they squeezed into a group outside the suspension bridge. The cavalry was defeated, and you can't stop just by wanting to stop. The one in front wanted to stop the war horse and pass through

The suspension bridge was pushed and pushed continuously behind, and from time to time, defeated soldiers and horses howled and fell to the moat.

Boom, a city defense cannon shook violently, and a pillar of smoke soared into the sky outside the city, but to no avail.

The Ming cavalry followed the defeated soldiers and kept blocking the killing. The defeated Scottish cavalry was blocked at the city, and their morale was broken and they did not dare to turn back to resist.

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze!"

"ah!"

The cries were earth-shaking, and the huge sounds made the Scottish clans on the city wall tremble, their eyes red, their hands tightly clenched, and blue veins on their necks burst out. There was no hope of escaping, and some Scottish cavalry who were behind were desperate, howling

He shouted and turned his horse's head to fight the Ming army desperately.

The horse's hooves roared, and the same brave Ming cavalry rolled in, rolling on the horse's back, waving a sharp sabre, and the horse's bodies crossed. The sword light flashed, and the brave Scottish cavalry howled and fell off and fell to death. The riding skills were superb.

The Ming cavalry was constantly divided and encircled, making it impossible for the Scottish straits to gather together and form an institutional resistance.

The fierce battle was till noon, and the sun was in the sky.

Outside the Stone City under the scorching sun, the noise seemed to have come to an abrupt end. On the tragic battlefield, there were only a group of Ming troops in big red uniforms. Eight thousand Scotland's most brave and warlike cavalry were destroyed here.

This is a terrible thing that has never happened in Scottish history.

The city was silent, and there was a thunderous joy under the city. A great victory was made. The Ming army killed 8,000 enemies with less than 500 casualties, creating a brilliant victory. The Ming army, with great morale, took advantage of the situation to advance and the troops were at the city.

Five miles away from Wuming Stone City, he gained a foothold and began to dig and build trench bunkers.

The Ming army besieged in the city was already powerful, and the stone city was silent as if it were dead.

The next day, when the Ming army had a brief rest and set up two 130 mm field artillery from the running camp, King Charles I of the British led the remnants of the British army to surrender.

September, the eighth year of Kaicheng.

The British king surrendered, and the British royal family was destroyed in the northern highlands of Scotland. The royal family and more than 2,000 nobles became prisoners of the Ming Empire.

In early September, Port Gibraltar.

In the strait port, military flags roared, and a powerful fleet appeared in the eastern section of the strait. For a moment, heavy artillery fired together, and the Ming army on the strait was thunderous.

"Thousands of victory, thousands of victory!"

The achievements of destroying the country and the victory of the revelation of the Ming Empire made the great reputation of the young generals of the Ming Empire, and also pushed the personal prestige of the Regent Ma Cheng to the top. Ma Cheng sat upright, with a majestic expression, looking at the more than 2,000 prisoners below the British King

, tied it with a rope, and walked down from the warship with a large tie.

"Long live, long live!"

The shouts of the mountains rose again, inside and outside the port, loyal and brave soldiers wearing big Red Army uniforms knelt all over the ground.

The captives walked closer to the mountain, and when they saw King Charles I in detail, they were a little disappointed. They were just a middle-aged man with a shaved beard and a bruised nose.

"kneel!"

The ritual official shouted loudly, but the King Ying was still a little arrogant, raised his head and refused to kneel down.

"The king of the country is so brave!"

"Barish, why don't you kneel!"

Amid the shouts of scolding, the soldier in red, who was like a tiger or a wolf, strode over, pushes his waist back, and kicks his knees, and pounces, and the King of England kneels down in humiliation.

"Long live, long live!"

The sound of thunder in the mountains and seas was heard again, Ma Cheng's face was as usual, but his heart was ups and downs. This British kingdom, which poses the greatest threat to modern China, has committed the most sins, and has committed the most evil, has finally been pacified, and he can no longer make any waves. And his

The plan to abdicate cannot be delayed any longer.

The eighth year of Kaicheng, at the end of September.

The king ordered the port of Gibraltar to announce the world that the regent who dominated the tenth year of the Ming Dynasty abdicated, and the officials changed their ranks like a lantern. In the prosperous Ming Dynasty, the two most powerful prime ministers were about to emerge. Sun Chuanting was the Minister of Commerce of the Southern Prime Minister.
Chapter completed!