The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1294 The Battle of Almaty!

Western Regions, Frontier
After a two-month trek, the Shen Shu Camp finally arrived here.

Despite the relentless wind and rain along the way, the 30,000 soldiers finally showed some signs of bravery.
On the suffocating wasteland, yellow sand filled the sky.
After setting up camp, Zhang Cheng looked at the map in his hand, and his lips twitched involuntarily.
Because the maps from that period were truly difficult to use to determine directions and locations.
Fortunately, there was a battle going on; otherwise, Zhang Cheng wouldn't even have been able to find the enemy.
"General, when shall we go into battle?"

Upon entering the military tent, Cao Bianjiao looked at him excitedly, his face full of smiles.

"Look at you, in such a hurry. Did we come here to fight for a few bunches of grapes?"

When Zhang Cheng spoke to Cao Bianjiao, he couldn't help but become serious.
"Ok?"

While eating grapes, Jia Wei stared blankly with wide eyes and asked, "Uncle, why are you looking at me like that?"

"Well, except he's here to eat grapes!"

Looking at Jia Wei with disdain, Zhang Cheng was speechless.

When Zuo Zongtang fought to the death carrying his own coffin, was it for the sake of grapes? No, it was for the sake of his countless people!
Zuo Gong: Come on, Hei Zi, look at me and say something! Say something!
"In this battle, we will not only inflict heavy losses on the Russians, but also let them know that our Great Qian is not to be trifled with!"

Slamming his fist on the table, Zhang Cheng turned his head and said, "Tell the Rus' people that in Almaty, if anyone doesn't come to fight, they're a coward!"

With a twitching mouth, Cao Bianjiao looked at Zhang Cheng and said awkwardly, "General, isn't this a bit too arrogant?"

"Arrogant? If I didn't only have 30,000 troops, I would have attacked their capital!"

With an air of domineering authority, Zhang Cheng spoke with utmost seriousness!

Several days later, in Almaty, the Divine Pivot Battalion from the Great Qian Dynasty had arrived.

Gazing at the exotic city in the distance, the soldiers from the Great Qian Dynasty gripped their spears tightly.
Amidst the fluttering dragon flags, Zhang Cheng rode forward on horseback, his face solemn.

Faced with the 100,000-strong army of the Rus', a general drew his scimitar, his face grave. He dared not underestimate the Divine Pivot Camp, which had torn through the borders of the Great Qian Dynasty, and immediately mobilized troops from all directions to suppress them.
"General, there must be around 100,000 of them!"

As Cao Bianjiao approached Zhang Cheng and spoke, he laughed.
"More or less, but if we wait a few more days, it will probably take a little longer!"

With a disdainful look, Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes, because red dots were already appearing to indicate reinforcements arriving in the battle.

But by the time they arrive, Almaty will probably already be reduced to ruins.

The border troops of the Great Qian Dynasty were indeed very elite, but in this environment, even the bravest soldiers would find it difficult to withstand the cruelty of nature.

Therefore, in some situations, the Great Qian Dynasty is at a disadvantage.

However, Zhang Cheng is no honest man. Since he can't win on his own turf, he'll come and fight his way into your territory!
Defense is impossible; you can never defend in this lifetime, because the best defense is offense!

This time, he not only wants to capture Almaty, but also to push the battle line to Lake Ladoga.

"huhuhuhu"

The strong wind blew the flags, making them flutter loudly.
As he rode forward, he saw the Rus' envoy arrive. The envoy looked at Zhang Cheng and said, "General of the Great Qian Dynasty, my general said that as long as you retreat, we will let you leave."

"If you let us leave, then all my efforts to fight my way here have been for nothing?"

With a mocking expression, Zhang Cheng rode forward and spoke in fluent Rossi.
"You only have 30,000 men, while I, Ross, have an army of 100,000. Don't be ungrateful!"

The envoy, now serious, roared at Zhang Cheng.
"Almaty is good; it should belong to my Great Qian!"

Drawing his long sword, Zhang Cheng pointed forward and said, "Moreover, it's not just Almaty; we will fight all the way to Lake Ladoga. The leniency of the Great Qian has allowed you to repeatedly violate the borders, unaware of divine punishment or grace. Now, this general will show you what it means to have the Heavenly Kingdom hold court and what it means to punish the guilty and bring righteousness upon the people!"

"May the Great Qian Dynasty be victorious!"

With a roar, Cao Bianjiao raised his spear and roared angrily.

"May the Great Qian Dynasty be victorious! May the Great Qian Dynasty be victorious!"

The spears pounded the ground, and the Divine Pivot Battalion behind them roared in battle.
Seeing the Daqian soldiers suddenly turn ferocious, the envoy hurriedly ran back.
As soon as he finished speaking, the leading Rus' general brandished his scimitar and roared, "Whoosh!"

The cavalry charged out and immediately began to gallop.
Looking at the other party, Zhang Cheng coldly sheathed his longsword, then turned his head and said, "Prepare the artillery!"

"Boom!"

The cannons were pushed out of the army formation and immediately set up in front of everyone.
Seeing this, the Rus' general roared, "Tear apart the Great Qian people's lines and let them know whose land this is!"

Accompanied by the Rus' general's roar, the cavalry at the front became even more frenzied.
But at that moment, Zhang Cheng waved his hand and said, "Fire!"

"Fire, fire!"

Waving the flag, the messenger roared,

"Boom boom boom!"

More than a hundred cannons roared in unison, their shells flying like meteors into the cavalry.
After many unfortunate cavalrymen fell, the remaining Rus' cavalry roared.
Because at this level, it's simply impossible to stop their attack.
But who could have imagined that the shell would explode the instant it hit the ground?

"boom!"

Amidst the successive explosions, a vacuum instantly appeared in the center of the Ross cavalry.
Watching the exploding shells begin to inflict widespread casualties on the enemy cavalry, Zhang Cheng squinted and said, "You bumpkins, do you think this is just iron balls hitting cavalry? This is art."

"General, is this the newly developed exploding shell?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in shock, Cao Bianjiao was taken aback.

"That's right, this is the exploding shell. The era of fierce generals is over!"

With a broad smile, Zhang Cheng turned his head and said, "Bomb them! I want to see how many of his 100,000 men can get to me!"

"fire!"

With a loud roar, the messenger's flag nearly started spinning.
"Boom boom boom!"

Under the relentless bombardment, the vanguard cavalry of the Rus' army had completely collapsed.

Because the people who fall are constantly disappearing from their vicinity!
Just as they reached a point less than a mile from the front lines, Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "Musketeer formation!"

"Crash!"

With perfect unison, the musketeers raised their rifles and aimed directly forward.
"shot!"

"Bang bang bang!"

A sound like popping beans rang out, and of the third of the Rus' cavalry that had remained, very few were still able to stand.
Faced with this horrific scene, the Rus' general was already sweating profusely.
Because if the fighting continues, how many of his 100,000 troops will survive!

However, before he could devise a countermeasure, he saw Cao Bianjiao charge out from the distant Daqian army, followed by over four hundred heavily armored cavalrymen.
As Cao Bianjiao began his charge, the Divine Pivot Camp's iron cavalry on both flanks also revealed their ferocious nature and began to charge towards them.

"Kill!"

Wielding his spear, Cao Bianjiao's eyes were filled with unwavering determination.
As soon as the heavy cavalry charged into the Rus' formation, they immediately sent men flying, without pausing for even a moment.

Seeing Cao Bianjiao charging towards him, the Russian general's eyes widened immediately, and he said, "Is he trying to kill me?"

"Break the formation!"

Brandishing his saber, Zhang Cheng roared as he watched the Rus' front line being thrown into disarray.

"boom!"

Amidst the stampede of ten thousand horses, the chaotic Rus' army ahead was utterly unable to mount any response.

(End of this chapter)