I Am the Grandson of the Second Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Earning 100 Million Taels at the Beginn

"Old Li, how do you fight?"

Also messed up, the deputy battalion commander Lao Xu, who was like a mud monkey, crawled to Li Zhen's side, staring at the distant sky and asking in a low voice.

"The order given to us by the headquarters is to take this place before dark."

"I took a look just now. These white-skinned pigs have no other skills. They are good at digging up turtle shells."

"We don't have heavy weapons in our hands, just two cannons and two heavy machine guns, it's a bit difficult to chew!"

Passing the telescope to Lao Xu beside him, Li Zhen expressed his observations and worries with a solemn expression.

"Eat even the hardest!"

Observing Old Xu on the opposite side, he firmly replied:

"This is the only way for the Western Alliance army to go to Vienna. If the headquarters wants to snatch this place, it must be here to have a vigorous battle and wipe out the main army of the Western Alliance."

"And the terrain here is also very suitable. Once we grab a line of sky, the enemy wants to retreat. They have to climb the mountain or go around for hundreds of miles."

"But there are not many cities within a few hundred miles. Their 10,000+ army has no supplies, and it will also end in destruction."

"So this task is very arduous, and it is also the trust of the headquarters in our battalion. No matter how much it costs, we must complete this task."

After roughly observing the situation, Lao Xu handed the binoculars to several officers next to him, gritted his teeth, expressed his guess, and expressed his determination.

Li Zhen nodded slightly, and looked back at the mud monkey behind him. Seeing that many people looked a little tired, a trace of unbearableness flashed in his eyes.

These were brothers who had been with him for nearly a year, and he knew in his heart how difficult this task was.

Even if the task is completed, at least half of the people present will fall here.

But Li Zhen also understood that if they could complete the task, the subsequent conquest battle would be smooth sailing, and the casualties of the main army would be greatly reduced.

And more importantly, this terrain is too complicated.

If they hadn't won the first line of sky and the enemy deployed heavy troops to defend here, even with the cooperation of the air force and artillery corps, the main army would have to pay a lot of casualties to win it.

Looking up at the sky, and then at the well-defended line of sky in the distance, Li Zhen gritted his teeth.

"Done!"

Old Xu glanced at him, nodded and said nothing.

Soon, a group of officers came to a remote place.

Li Zhen looked at the crowd and said, "It's half an hour before dawn, people are the most tired at this time."

"Plus they don't know, we've got here, the defense will definitely be very low, and this is our opportunity."

Take out a few stones and hand one of them to the captain of the first team.

"Xiao Zi, take your team and quietly touch the opponent's last line of defense, waiting for my signal. Without my whistle, no attack is allowed."

Then he took out two more and handed them to the captains of the second and third teams.

"You two teams are responsible for detouring left and right to see if you can climb above the sky. I will lead the rest of the team to attack from the front to attract the enemy's attention and firepower."

"Once the enemy's rear is empty, you immediately launch an attack to block the enemy's rear."

The two team leaders nodded, tightly holding the stone in their hands.

Taking a deep breath, Li Zhen handed the last stone to Lao Xu.

"You lead the fourth squad and the artillery squad to support us in the rear."

"If I die, you will take over the command, continue to launch the attack, and report the situation here to the headquarters, so that the other nearest vanguard battalions can come over to take over our offensive mission."

"I'm in charge of leading the team to attack, and you support from behind."

Old Xu pushed the stone back and offered to take on the task of new firepower.

Li Zhen looked at the other party seriously, "Xu Guangqi, this is an order!"

Old Xu was stunned, looked at Li Zhen with firm eyes, was silent for a while, and took the stone.

"Let the brothers check the ammunition and set off in a quarter of an hour. I will launch an attack before dawn. I hope you can reach the designated location."

Unwrapping the gun wrapped in the raincloth, Liu Zhen loaded the gun with a "click" and saluted several team leaders.

Several people returned the gift immediately.

"Da Ming Wansheng!"

Li Zhen stretched out his hand and shouted, and the others put their fists on top of it, and shouted in a low voice.

"Wan Sheng!"

A line of sky, the cave where the garrison soldiers rest.

Wen Si looked at the order in his hand, his expression was full of indifference.

This is an order from the headquarters of the Western Alliance, asking him to strengthen his guard and ensure that the main army passes here safely.

As an idealist, he was very disgusted with the alliance's way of fighting to avoid the main force of Ming Dynasty at first.

He felt that they should have a head-on confrontation with Da Ming like knights.

However, he is only a head of a thousand people, and a young man who has just inherited his father's position. What he said is nothing to those nobles.

Later, by chance, he came into contact with Omurad, king of the Ottoman Empire.

The young and bold Wen Si put forward his own ideas and doubts.

Omurad did not choose to ignore the other party because of his low status, but patiently explained the tactics and the comparison of the strength of the two parties to the other party.

Omurad's explanation made Wens, who had little contact with top-level intelligence, suddenly realized. At the same time, he also understood that the Western Alliance chose this method of combat, which was really helpless.

Understanding the difficulties of the alliance, Wins immediately revised his thoughts and told Omurad about the revised ideas.

After hearing this, Omurad's eyes lit up.

He didn't expect that the young man who chatted casually had such a high opinion on the military.

Seeing that the opponent had opportunities to be trained, Omurad, who lacked generals, directly sent an invitation, hoping that Wens could join the Ottoman Empire.

Wen Si, who always felt that he was being neglected, already had the idea of ​​changing jobs in his mind.

The king of Omurad, a huge empire, did not dislike his identity, and personally offered an olive branch. Wen Si just hesitated, and agreed to join the Ottoman Empire.

Omurad did not treat him badly, and handed over the newly formed 2000-man new rifle battalion to the other party.

And assured him that in the future, the new equipment of the Ottoman Empire will be given priority to his troops.

Omurad's trust made Wens very excited, and he vowed in his heart that he must complete the other party's task well.

Ever since he took refuge in Omurad, Wens only obeyed the other party's orders.

As for the Western Union, it doesn't even count as a fart in his eyes.

Therefore, the order issued by the Western Alliance, without Omurad's signature, is a piece of waste paper.

Coincidentally, today's order does not have Omurad's signature.

As for why he didn't know, it was probably another internal struggle.

Since the Eagles withdrew from the league, the situation in the Western League is now a bit delicate.

Each country has its own ideas, and the soldiers who were originally required to be sent to the main force on a regular basis have been delayed again and again.

The Western Alliance is still an alliance in name, but in fact, it is already in disarray internally.

Even among them, it is not known how many have secretly turned to Daming.

Wins remembered that Omurad once told him that at least 1/10 of the league had secretly defected to Ming.

Now all kinds of information about the alliance, just decided in the morning, entered Daming's hands in the afternoon, and there were no secrets at all.

Omurad, who had no expectation of victory, was ready for a total defeat.

As for where the Ottoman Empire will go after the defeat, Wens doesn't know.

The most urgent task now is to consider how to choose.

If a Ming army really came to attack, should they block it desperately, or fight casually, save their strength and retreat immediately.

Scratching his head irritably.

Without Aumurad's acceptance, he really didn't know what to do.

"Your Excellency, His Majesty the King has a letter."

Just when Wen Si was having a headache, a guard walked in and handed him a letter.

Wen Si was overjoyed, and quickly opened the letter.

The content of the letter is very simple, asking him to obey the alliance's orders.

But in the end, Omurad reminded him vaguely that if he couldn't hold on, he could choose to retreat and wait for the main force to arrive.

Vince understood.

Aumurad meant to tell him that as a member of the alliance, he still had to obey the alliance's orders.

But the army in the hands of Omurad is one of the few troops in the Ottoman Empire equipped with new rifles.

If all the losses are here, Omurad will also feel distressed.

So I told Wens that it is enough to put on a show, so as to retain the troops and give the alliance an explanation.

After understanding what Omurad meant, Wens felt relieved all of a sudden.

Glancing at the darkness outside the window, he stretched, turned around and returned to the wooden bed next to him to rest.

"Bang bang bang..."

However, he had just laid down when suddenly there was a fierce gunshot outside.

Wins sat up suddenly, grabbed the pistol that Omurad gave him, which was said to be seized on the battlefield, and rushed out of the command room quickly.

"what happened?"

Stretching out his hand to grab a yelling soldier, Wen Si asked sharply.

"Report to the general, a small unit of the Ming army has been found ahead. They have taken down the first line of defense and are now attacking the second line of defense."

"Damn!"

After listening to the soldier's report, Wens cursed in a low voice.

What on earth are the officers on the first line of defense doing? The enemy has touched them, but they didn't even notice.

In just this short period of time, his carefully arranged layout on the first line of defense was completely in vain.

Although he wished to pull the officers on the first line of defense over to kill him, but now was not the time, he needed to go to the front line to command the troops to fight, repel this big Ming or annihilate them, as a token of his appearance.

Two quarters of an hour ago.

After completing the assignment, Li Zhen gathered all the people with submachine guns in the lead to form a temporary attacking team.

Then he let the rifleman wait in the rear, and he crawled forward with the assaulter, avoiding various obstacles, and came to the opponent's first line of defense.

The enemy is slack.

Several sentries were easily resolved.

Those who fell asleep at the defensive point were better dealt with, and they took a bayonet and unified their hands.

In this way, they touched one defense point after another.

But seeing that there are only a few left, the first line of defense is about to be settled.

Just as Li Zhen and the others entered a defense point, an Ottoman soldier who was going to the bathroom happened to come out of it.

The two sides collided directly.

Although Li Zhen dealt with the opponent immediately, he still alerted the enemy at the defense point.

Seeing that he couldn't hide anymore, Li Zhen also went all out, and directly ordered to open fire.

Submachine guns fired, grenades littered.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, dozens of enemies at the remaining defense points were also eliminated.

As a price, one of the stormtroopers led by Li Zhen was killed and one was injured.

Next, the two sides, each occupying a line of defense, started a frenzied exchange of shots.

Every soldier on Da Ming's side has long been familiar with this kind of positional battle, coupled with excellent weapons, they almost press down on the opponent to fight.

Wens, who rushed to the position from the rear, was stunned by the crazy output of firepower from the opposite side.

He had never fought against the Ming army before, and he had only heard about the strength of the Ming army, but had never seen it with his own eyes.

In his opinion, those who brag about the strength of Ming soldiers are just covering up their own incompetence.

Coupled with the fact that he had changed to a new weapon, he felt a sudden sense of confidence in his heart.

He felt that with the weapons and equipment he currently possessed, it would be no problem to meet the same number of Ming troops, not to mention winning, but a tie.

But today, when he really fought against the Ming army, he realized how naive his thoughts were.

The rain of bullets from the opposite side made the soldiers on his side almost unable to lift their heads.

Occasionally, there were a few bold ones whose heads were smashed into honeycombs by dense bullets as soon as they poked their heads out.

"Damn it, is this the strength of Daming?"

Wens, who was hiding in a trench and protected by several soldiers, couldn't help cursing in a low voice.

However, as soon as his cursing sound fell, there was a sudden fierce exchange of fire in the sky behind him.

It turned out that after the attention of the soldiers of the Ottoman Empire was attracted by the front, the two detours left and right dispatched two soldiers from Yunnan and Guizhou.

These two soldiers grew up in the mountains, and their ability to climb mountains and trees is first-class.

With ropes tied around their waists, the two of them quickly climbed up the stone wall, which was almost smooth in the eyes of other soldiers, like monkeys.

Perhaps thinking that Daming was a soldier who didn't have the ability to climb up, Wen Si was hardly defended on the top of the mountain.

The result is.

The two teams easily climbed to the top of the mountain, and then descended directly into the hinterland of Yixiantian, where they fought fiercely with the remaining Ottoman soldiers inside.

"Blow the whistle!"

Li Zhen, who had just shot a shuttle, heard the fierce gunshots coming from the canyon, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he shouted at a wounded soldier next to him.

Without hesitation, the soldier raised his whistle and blew vigorously.

"Beep beep beep..."

The first team, which was ambushing not far from the enemy's second line of defense, cleared the way with a round of grenades after hearing the whistle, and then, led by several officers, rushed into the enemy's trench with shouts.

"on!"

Seeing that the flanking team had entered the opponent's second trench, Li Zhen shouted, and was the first to rush out with the submachine gun in his hand.

"kill!"

The soldiers who were lying on the first line of defense and facing each other, jumped out of the trench without hesitation and rushed out.

"Damn!"

Hearing the gunshots from the left, front, and back, Wens cursed, glanced at the retreating soldiers who were being beaten, sighed helplessly, shouted "retreat", and was the first to turn around and run road.

When the other Ottoman soldiers saw that the boss had run away, they gave up resistance one after another, turned around and ran away with their weapons in hand.

That is to say, the empire has regulations that soldiers are not allowed to discard their weapons. If anyone is found to have discarded their weapons, they will be sentenced to death by hanging.

Although something weighing about 10 kilograms is not heavy, it is really a burden for those who are fleeing for their lives.

If one side is not bound to die, and the other side may die, they will throw away their weapons and equipment without hesitation, change into civilian clothes to hide their identities, and live a mediocre life.

No one wants to die, but this world has to force you to die.