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

"Report, urgent call from Pioneer Three Battalion!"

Buda Provisional Command.

When Jiang Huai was discussing the next battle plan with many staff officers, a communications soldier rushed in and handed a telegram to Jiang Huai.

Jiang Huai reached out to take it and read it as quickly as possible.

The surrounding staff also stopped discussing and looked at Jiang Huai.

Everyone present knew what order the Pioneer [-]rd Battalion carried out.

The next battle plan they made was planned because the third pioneer battalion could complete the mission.

Although they have also made follow-up preparations, the nearest Pioneer Battalion to the Third Pioneer Battalion is still 200 miles away, and they simply cannot support them in a short time.

Once the third vanguard battalion fails, the enemy will step up their guard, and it will be difficult for the troops behind to occupy the front line.

"it is good!"

Under everyone's nervous gaze, Jiang Huai exclaimed in surprise.

"Did they complete the task?"

Zhu Gaosui asked hurriedly.

Jiang Huai nodded, handed the telegram in his hand to the other party, and at the same time gave orders to the other staff officers.

"Send a telegram to the No.18 and No.20 mechanized infantry regiments, ordering them to rush to the combat position as quickly as possible."

"Tell Jiang Daniu and Tian Yu that I have only one order. Let me surround them to death. If the main force of the Western Alliance escapes, I will not only deprive them of their posts, but also shoot them."

"Yes!"

Hearing Jianghuai's order, everyone was shocked, knowing that the last decisive battle might be about to begin.

"Haha, it's true that the tiger father has no dogs, Li Zhen didn't embarrass his father."

After Jianghuai gave the order, Zhu Gaosui also read the telegram.

The Third Pioneer Battalion completed the task as scheduled. Although nearly a hundred people were killed for this, the sacrifices were worthwhile.

Jiang Huai nodded with a smile, he was also happy for this big nephew.

"They suffered a lot of casualties, and half of their ammunition was lost. The weather is good today. Inform the Airship Corps, and transport ammunition and heavy weapons to them at all costs."

"Before the main force arrives, they have to face the enemy's crazy attack. They are short of ammunition and heavy weapons. The pressure is very high, so we need to replenish them as soon as possible."

Zhu Gaosui nodded in agreement and added something by the way.

"The airship can transport part of the troops, and send some reinforcements to them. Even if there is one more soldier, their pressure will be relieved."

"Although General Li said that even a soldier cannot escape the fate of being shrouded in horse leather, we can't really let his son die here."

"Although he won't say anything, we feel sorry for him."

"That's right, give as much support as you can."

After a brief discussion, the commanders of the two front armies issued an order to the airship troops to transport weapons, ammunition and soldiers to support the [-]rd Pioneer Battalion.

At the same time, an order was given to the flying corps to make them transition as quickly as possible, and they must complete combat preparations within two days.

Soon, the main army of the Ming Dynasty stationed in Buda started to move quickly, gathering towards the direction of Wangxiong Mountain.

Naturally, the actions of the Ming army cannot be concealed from others.

The Western Alliance spies who stayed in the city reported the news immediately.

The news they reported arrived almost at the same time as the news reported by the front-line sky guards.

Looking at the two letters in front of him, Omurad's eyes were a little dull.

He didn't expect that Wen Si, whom he valued very much, turned out to be a silver-like wax gun head.

Originally, he thought it was based on the opponent's weapons and equipment, as well as the special terrain.

Not to mention the small army of the Ming Dynasty, even if thousands or even tens of thousands launched an attack, they would not be able to win the sky in a short period of time.

However, in the end, he thought too much.

Wen Sikong has a lot of knowledge and ideas, but he has no actual combat experience.

Perhaps in the future, Wens, who has experienced countless war magic powers, may become a famous general.

However, at this time, Wens, in Omurad's view, was not necessarily qualified to be a centurion, let alone lead an army in battle.

Although I wish I could pull that guy Wens over and hack him to death, but time doesn't allow it.

He is letting the opponent retreat when it is overwhelming.

But he didn't say to let him retreat after hitting casually.

What he meant by that was that he retreated only when faced with the powerful firepower of the Ming army and was in danger of being destroyed.

However, according to the information he received, the small group of Ming troops attacking the first-line sky was only about 500 people.

And it doesn't seem to be carrying any heavy equipment.

The difference in the number of the two sides was several times, and the side with the larger number also occupied a favorable terrain.

He couldn't figure out how the opponent had so many advantages, how they lost, and how they retreated in such a mess.

But the most urgent thing is not the time to think about these things.

The road ahead was blocked, and the Ming troops chasing behind had already begun to lay out encirclement circles.

If they don't jump out of Ming's encirclement within a short period of time, then the main force of the Western Alliance will face only two fates, either surrender or perish.

The main force of the Western Alliance here now is formed by the elite armies of various countries, and they are all veterans who have fought for many years.

As for those rookies who were recruited by force, they almost died as early as the first round of battle.

If this army is wiped out under his command, there will be no army in the entire west that can stop the advance of the main force of the Ming Dynasty.

So he can't be surrounded, let alone lose.

Thinking of this, Omurad stood up and hurriedly said to Joan next to him: "Immediately notify the troops to abandon unnecessary equipment and attack Wangxiong Mountain as soon as possible."

Omurad didn't think about running elsewhere for the time being.

The topography of Yixiantian is too important, and it is related to his next major plan. Although this plan is a bit risky, he wants to take a gamble.

If everything went according to his plan, the main army of Ming Dynasty, who was on the rampage all the way, would not only be severely injured, but would also be bruised.

Omurad is a person who will not give up lightly. He thinks the plan he made is very good, although there are some deviations from the original plan.

But he has 10,000+ troops, and there are only a few hundred people guarding the front line.

He didn't believe it, these hundreds of people could defend the attack of his 10,000+ army.

As long as these people are defeated and the first-line sky is reoccupied, then his plan can continue to be carried out.

Joan of Arc, who was also reading the letter beside her, naturally understood what the other party was thinking.

"I'll take a team there first, and the main force will be handed over to you. Remember, you must not be caught up by the main force of Daming. If I fail, you will lead the main force to bypass the sky."

"The main army is the hope of the alliance and the hope of the whole West."

"I don't know what plan you have in mind, but I still want you to think about it for the whole West."

Hearing the words, Omura glanced at her, and nodded heavily under the firm eyes of the other party.

Joan's speed was very fast, she pulled out the cavalry in the team, gathered more than 5000 people, and pulled some artillery to catch up with Yixiantian.

The main force of the Western Alliance is only more than 100 miles away from Yixiantian.

In order to grab a ray of sky, Joan of Arc didn't care about the horsepower, beat her all the way and rushed to the place in more than three hours.

"coming!"

Li Zhen, who was leading people to repair the defense line left by the Ottoman Empire, looked in the direction of the smoke and dust in the distance.

"Beep beep beep..."

The reminder whistle rang through the entire defense line.

Soldiers who were on guard, repairing the line of defense, or resting, regardless of physical and mental exhaustion, quickly got up and took their weapons and rushed to their respective defensive positions.

Bringing the injured Lao Xu, he also came to the front, and noticed that Li Zhen was observing the situation and thinking about problems, so he didn't bother him, and waited quietly.

Li Zhen looked at the soldiers of the Western Alliance who dismounted and rearranged their formation in the distance, and a look of worry flashed between his brows.

He counted in the morning, and there were only more than 320 of his men who could fight, and the rest were either dead or injured and unable to move.

The aspect of personnel is just one of them. What worries him the most is the problem of ammunition.

They have been away from the main army for a while, and there are some battles on weekdays.

Coupled with the consumption in the early hours of this morning, the remaining ammunition in the whole battalion is less than 1/3.

This is still a rifleman.

The submachine gun held by an officer like him has only one or two clips left in his hand.

If it is a small-scale battle, the remaining reserves are still fine.

But looking at the Western Alliance soldiers on the opposite side who were more than ten times stronger than them, Li Zhen reckoned that the ammunition in his hand could withstand two rounds.

"Has the telegram requesting supplements been sent?"

Taking back the observing telescope, Li Zhen asked Lao Xu next to him.

"It has been sent out. The headquarters said that the ammunition and heavy weapons will be delivered as quickly as possible to give us sufficient logistical preparations."

"Did you say when it will be delivered?"

Old Xu shook his head.

"It didn't say that, it just said that due to the heavy rain and hail in the past two days, the airship corps had a lot of problems, and it is currently under repair."

"And add our distance, and the time wasted in airship troop transport."

"I figured it would be good if it could be delivered tomorrow morning."

"tomorrow!"

Li Zhen bit his lip, and after thinking for a while, he said to Old Xu: "Leave Yixiantian to me, and you will guard it later."

"No matter what, even if our battalion is completely wiped out, we must complete the orders given by the headquarters."

Looking at his unconscious right hand, Lao Xu didn't try to be brave. He nodded and led two small teams of soldiers to the rear of the first line of sky to guard against the reinforcements from the Western Alliance coming from Vienna.

"Don't forget to arrange people on the top of the mountain. That's how we went in. I guess the enemy has already figured it out. Be careful that they will do this to us too."

Lao Xu, who was about to leave, waved his hand, expressing his reassurance.

"Woooooooo..."

As soon as Li Zhen finished discussing with Lao Xu, the horn of attack sounded from the Western Alliance soldiers outside the front line.

As the horn sounded, Li Zhen saw Western Alliance soldiers lined up in the distance, holding rifles in skirmish line formation, slowly touching the position.

At the same time, the placed artillery also began to bombard the front line desperately.

"Stay safe for me, don't shoot without my order, pay attention to saving bullets, our support won't arrive until at least tomorrow morning."

"If the fight is over, we will have a bayonet fight with each other."

While running in the trench, Li Zhen kept patting the shoulders of the soldiers who were getting ready, explaining his orders.

"Tap tap..."

After giving orders to his brothers, Li Zhen came to the most prominent position of the front line, took out a small box from his body with slightly trembling hands, took out a handmade cigarette and put it in his mouth, and lit it with the help of the nearby fire .

"call!"

The green smoke was scattered by the wind, and Li Zhen stared straight at the thousands of Western Union soldiers who were getting closer, and slowly touched the two grenades placed in front of them.

Although Daming now has a melon grenade.

Soldiers who are used to this kind of wooden-handled grenade will still choose this long-handled type when receiving the grenade.

Because the long-handled grenade not only allows them to throw farther, it is also very convenient to install.

In your arms, on your belt, in your boots, whatever.

The melon grenade will not work.

The cantaloupe grenade is relatively heavy, and because of its size, many soldiers can't throw it very far.

The power of the grenade explosion is very powerful. Once the throw is not far away, you may be killed by the grenade thrown by yourself.

300 meters, 200 meters, 150 meters...

The soldiers of the Western Alliance, who were advancing as skirmishers with cats on their waists, quickly approached a distance of 50 meters.

"call!"

Pinching the buttocks of the eyes that were already burning his mouth, Li Zhen took a final puff, and then flicked the cigarette to the side.

He quickly unscrewed the cover on the back of the grenade, pulled out the fuse hanging from the mud ball inside, and quietly watched the Western Union soldiers getting closer.

The distance between the two is so close that even many soldiers can see each other's face clearly.

30m…

When the soldiers of the Western Alliance stepped into this distance, Li Zhen let out a low growl.

"go!"

The Ming soldiers defending in other positions took out a grenade one after another, and threw them at the enemy who was getting closer.

"Boom boom boom..."

The explosion broke the tranquility of the sky.

After throwing the grenade, Li Zhen picked up the captured Western Union 2nd generation rifle, skillfully reloaded, aimed and fired.

The reason why he used this weapon of the enemy was mainly to save money.

And the submachine gun is very lethal at close range. He plans to wait for the enemy to get closer, or when he is about to lose his hold, and then change the gun.

The fierce battle began instantly.

The soldiers brought by Joan of Arc were not elite guards in name, but in fact they were idiots.

These troops composed of light cavalry, most of their tasks are to cruise around the main force, and often engage in battle with Ming's rangers.

After fighting for a long time, they have a firm will and experience in dealing with the Ming army.

The skirmish formation they formed was learned from Daming.

Facing the crazy firepower on the opposite side, none of them flinched. Each of them held up the second-generation rifles specially borrowed from other troops, and launched a crazy attack on Da Ming Pioneer No. [-] on the defensive line, and also looked for opportunities to attack Fight back.

This battle lasted for half an hour, and finally the Western Alliance soldiers retreated with heavy casualties.

I have to say that war can really sharpen people.

In the early days, the Western Alliance Legion, which had no ability to resist against Da Ming, had been able to persist for a period of time under Da Ming's crazy firepower, and it could also bring some casualties to Da Ming.

In this battle, less than 1000 of the 400 soldiers attacked by the Western Alliance returned, and all the rest were handed over to the front.

On Daming's side, more than a dozen of the 1 soldiers on the first line of defense were killed.

Casualties were of secondary importance. What really worried Li Zhen was that this round of fighting had put them in dire straits with the few ammunition they had left.

If they can't get supplements in a short time, they can only use bayonets to fight each other desperately.

Looking at the few bullets left in their hands, the soldiers showed sad expressions on their faces, and kept looking in the direction of Buda, hoping that the airship that the battalion commander mentioned would arrive to deliver the ammunition.

Unfortunately, until another battle broke out, there was not even a shadow of the airship they were looking forward to.