Desert Eagle Suletan Khan

Chapter 399 Battle of Orbrak (Part )
Sebuteng took the order and went to the army to select fifty people with rough throats, whose voices could be heard for thousands of miles, and who were stunningly talented. They composed a pastoral song, trained for a while, and then sang loudly to the Orblak Valley. . The singing was so high-pitched that the valley buzzed with echoes.

The vast shores of Hulun Lake,
The magical Wengjirat tribe is a resident herdsman.

Relying on the girl’s beauty,
No need to fight for territory.

They took beautiful girls,

Dedicated to Hehan (Khan) of Mongolia,
Sitting on Hehan's cart,

Drive away on a black camel.

The beautiful concubine of Ongjilat tribe,

In the First Khandun (Mongol Palace Tent),

He gave birth to a bastard named Mierqiti.

Haha, you are begging for bastards,
His descendants are called Kazakhs.

Haha, they continued the tradition of their mother clan,
No need to fight, no need to fight for the land,
Take refuge in the valley of Albrak and be happy,

Their name is Kazakh,
Haha, Kazakhstan
The lyrics are vicious and relate to an ancient grudge and grudge.

Legend has it that Hoelun, a girl from the Nawud tribe in Orlhun, fell in love with Chiliedu, a young man from the Merqi tribe. On the way to get married, she met a famous bandit on the grassland, Yesugei Batter of the Qiyan tribe. The lustful Yesugei kidnapped Hoelun and gave birth to his son Temujin (Genghis Khan). Later, Yesugei was poisoned by the Tatars, and Temujin's family was weak. Merggar took the opportunity to retaliate, and took away Temujin's wife, Borte, and gave it to Chiletu's younger brother. By the time Temujin teamed up with Wang Han and Jamuka to defeat the three surnamed Merbegs and take back his woman, Borte was already pregnant and gave birth to his eldest son Shuchi in Temujin's palace tent.

According to this statement, Jochi is not the son of Genghis Khan, but the descendant of the three surnamed Meer beggars. The successive great khans of Kazakhstan are all descendants of Jochi. Naturally, they are no longer members of the noble Jin family, but the three surnamed Meer. You beg people's species.

In this era, both Han and Mongolians worship their ancestors. The Kazakhs even consider themselves to be descendants of the Golden Family, and all Kazakh Khans throughout the generations are proud to have the blood of Jochi, the eldest son of Chengsi Khan. The guards scolded one another viciously as "Merqit bastards", and another said "relying on the girl's beauty and not having to fight for the land", mocking the Ongirati tribe of the mother tribe of Jochi, the ancestor of the Kazakh Khan. This is tantamount to The ancestors of Kazakh Khan were humiliated all over. Worried about the humiliation of his ministers and the death of his ministers, Yang Gil Khan's personal guards were furious and asked for battle one after another.

Yang Gilhan seemed not to have heard anything, and calmly said to his subordinates: "If the battle of words can determine the outcome on the battlefield, what else do we need the army for? If you feel ashamed, unfair, and angry, just shoot a few more on the battlefield." enemy".

After scolding for a long time but getting no response, Suletan knew that the enemies were not stupid and it was impossible to provoke them to leave the valley. Having experienced hundreds of battles, he naturally did not place his hopes on the enemy's trap. While cursing the formation, he ordered the artillery battalion to lay out artillery. Unfortunately, the mountain road is steep, making it difficult to transport heavy artillery. The range of small artillery is not far, and it shoots from bottom to top. The rugged mountain road also affects the accuracy, so it is inevitable to suffer losses. Fortunately, the Guards' gunners were experienced. The commander of the artillery camp, Qianhu Ke, ordered his people to arrange the small cannons into three rows of thirty guns each, hoping that the number of cannons would make up for the lack of accuracy.

"Shoot!" At the command, ninety small cannons began to roar.

"Whoosh~whoosh~whoosh~"

"Boom~boom~boom~" cannonballs bloomed like flowers in the Albulak Valley. Because the distance was not measured in advance, many artillery shells missed the target; the lush trees in the valley blocked many shrapnel; most of the Kazakh army hid in the trenches and set up shields in front of them to block a large number of shrapnel. Damage from the shelling was minimal.

"shoot!"

Not to be outdone, the Kazakh musket battalion Baturu Justen ordered the small artillery in the battalion to fight back. He only had twelve small cannons, but because he had calculated the distance in advance, he could shoot extremely accurately.

"Boom~boom~boom~"

One shell after another fell in the Guards' artillery array, knocking over one cannon after another. One of the large artillery shells hit the gunpowder barrel of the artillery camp, exploding the surrounding artillery shells, destroying three artillery pieces at once. After three volleys, nearly twenty Guards artillery pieces were blown apart.

"No, this is a trap by the enemy. They estimated our army's possible artillery deployment points in advance and measured the distance. They fell into the trap!" Karak suddenly realized and roared: "Quick, push the artillery truck back. , protect the cannon!" In order to improve mobility, in addition to the pack cannon fixed on the back of the camel, the Guards also had another small cannon with a slightly larger caliber mounted on a gun carriage. Pull, and push with human power.

Cannon is the life of the gunner. Regardless of their own safety, the Guardsmen braved artillery fire and pushed their own artillery carriages back, hoping to save more cannons. After all, he is a veteran of many battles and has a strong adaptability. It didn't take long for most of the artillery to change their positions.

Karak let out a long breath, and regardless of his own safety, he personally led his men to push up a gun carriage. While pushing back, he cursed, "Boys, please be quick with your movements. These cannons are treasures. I think back when the Great Khan led our Huit tribe to conquer the world, there were only three cannons in total. If we could have these treasures back then, we would have dreamed. You can all wake up with a smile.”

As a veteran of the Huite Department, although his official position is not very high, his qualifications are very senior. Step by step, from an ordinary gunner to the head of a thousand households in the artillery camp, his prestige in the artillery camp is extremely high. Seeing the head of a thousand households taking the lead in risking his life to rescue the cannon, his subordinates moved faster and faster.

"Chirp", another cannonball was fired, and it accidentally exploded next to Karak. Countless shrapnel burst into his body, turning him into a bloody man. Before the head of a thousand households could moan, he lost consciousness.

A high platform was set up in the guard formation near the entrance of the Orbulak Valley, and Suletan carefully observed the battle in the valley with a telescope. The blue smoke from the shells blocked the view, and it was not clear in the smoke. The Great Khan of Lotus frowned slightly. Experience or intuition told him that the battle in the valley was not going well, and his own artillery failed to suppress the enemy.

"Report! Our army failed in the artillery battle and twenty artillery pieces were damaged." Just as he was thinking about it, a battle report came from the front.

"Hmph," Suletan snorted coldly, as if he had been bitten by a mosquito, and cursed as if nothing had happened, "Karak, this reckless man, underestimated the Kazakhs. The artillery array was deployed too densely and too far forward. This battle is over. Later, I will fine him three months' salary to make this reckless man remember a little longer."

"Great Khan, the heads of thousands of households in Karak died in the battle," a close acquaintance reported.

"Kalak died in the battle?"

This time the Lotus Khan's calmness disappeared, his body trembled violently, and then he looked ferocious and gritted his teeth and roared: "Pass on my military order, after capturing the Albulak Valley, no prisoners will be left; first plant the military flag Those who fight against the enemy will be promoted to the third level and rewarded with thousands of gold coins."

(End of this chapter)