The Han culture is spreading strongly in Southeast Asia

Chapter 729: Chickens and Dogs
On the battlefield, the sound of gunfire never stopped from morning to night. The Bukharans organized wave after wave of charge, but it was of no avail. The gap between the two sides was too big.

Not to mention 20,000 against 50,000, even if it's 2,000 against 50,000, as long as the soldiers of the Dayu Western Army occupy the advantageous terrain and the commanders are not fools, the Bukhara people will not be able to attack.

Because the 50,000 Bukhara troops could not all be elites. Most of them were conscripts who could only fight in favorable battles. The real elites were only more than 10,000.

But the Western Army of Dayu, such as Chen Guangyao's Western Expedition Army, said that they would mobilize 20,000 soldiers, and they were real professional soldiers.

The total annual expenses for these 20,000 soldiers were close to three million silver dollars, which means that each soldier needed about 150 silver dollars to cover everything from equipment to food to military pay.

As for the 50,000 people in Bukhara, most of them were only recruited when they were going to the battlefield, and the Emir basically did not have to bear any burden on them except for food.

Even the most elite Guram was only given a village to collect taxes from, and the maximum he could spend on 50,000 people was 200,000 silver dollars a year.

This is the gap, an irreparable gap that comes from the national strength of both sides.

Bai Gou appeared in the team again. The weapon in his hand had become a spear taken from a corpse. His chain mail had been snatched away. His face was stained with smoke and fire, and he no longer had the excitement and high spirits of the previous few days.

For this newly-adult Karluk man, the experience of these three days was no different from a trip to hell.

He looked around and saw that there was hardly anyone he knew. His relatives and neighbors were either beaten to death or scattered and disappeared.

Those so-called warriors whom he used to admire and believed were invincible were killed without even seeing the enemy's appearance, let alone killing the enemy. They died insignificantly and unimportantly on the battlefield.

All this almost broke down Bai Gou's psychological defenses. He held his spear and followed the team forward in a daze.

The team moved very slowly because everyone here was just like him, equally terrified and had lost all courage to fight. Everyone was afraid and didn't want to go forward to fight the terrifying Peach Blossom Stone Man.

boom!
Fierce artillery fire was heard, and a solid bullet swept through the crowd like a storm, instantly disrupting the formation of Bai Gou and his men.

The injured who were lucky enough to survive were screaming, and those who were not injured were crying, and people's hearts were surging like the tide.

The white dog howled loudly until his face was distorted and his voice was hoarse. It seemed that only in this way could he alleviate the fear in his heart.

The officers did not come to stop them because the quivers were staring at the officers and shooting at them, causing these officers to no longer dare to wear gorgeous armor or even move around freely, for fear of becoming the target of the opposing sharpshooters.

And like the soldiers, the officers were also disbanded and reorganized. They were completely unfamiliar with the soldiers, so even if they wanted to stop it, it might not be effective.

"Long live! Long live! Long live!"

"It's full! It's full! It's full!"

"Onboard! Onboard! Onboard!"

Roars in three different accents came from three directions.

The Baoding people rushed from the front, and the grenadiers threw bombs all over the sky. Then, the first second after the explosion stopped, they immediately rushed forward and stabbed the Bukhara people with bayonets, causing blood and flesh to fly everywhere.

Yoshida Toko and his companions, who were from the Tosa domain, did not bring any muskets with them. Instead, they drew their katanas, which were not considered cumbersome by Japanese samurai and were required to carry with them.

As for those who were shouting "Mansai", they were Jin Quanri and his fellow villagers from Haizhou, Lelang Prefecture, who had just been transferred to reinforce. Even Jiang Yingtai, who thought he was shot in the head during the attack on Juma City and was seriously injured after the battle, came.

Although each of these three groups has only two or three hundred people, their momentum is stronger than that of three thousand people.

What a joke, if this kind of bullying battle can't make you feel like a god, then you should forget about living on the edge of a knife.

The Bukharans only held out for a few minutes before collapsing.

As usual, Bai Gou didn't even see the enemy and retreated amid the frantic cries of his comrades. He ran around in a panic, not knowing which way was which, and in the end he didn't even know how he escaped with his life.

Well, there are some differences actually.

That was when Bai Gou's luck finally came to an end. He followed the crowd in a panic and retreated. As they ran to the back, they immediately heard explosions and someone shouted that the Peach Blossom Stone Man was coming.

They were frightened and quickly ran to the left, but after a few steps, they heard screams that seemed to be very close.

Bai Gou could only run to the right. He didn't know where this place led to, but everyone was running in this direction. Along the way, more peach blossom stone men rushed up, and the crowd was dispersed. There were fewer and fewer people, and finally only Bai Gou and a few others were left.

Phew! Phew!
The sound of the long knife cutting into flesh sounded particularly creepy.

The white dog looked ahead in horror. A tall and thin peach blossom stone man stood among a pile of corpses, holding a long knife, and blood was still dripping from the blade.

Seeing Bai Gou and the others coming, the tall and thin peach blossom stone man showed an excited expression and shouted something they could not understand.

"Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

Kim Gwon-il was so happy. He had already chopped off eleven heads and was just four short of being awarded a merit. Then these four Qarlug people arrived.

With a roar, Kim Kwon-il strode forward and stabbed a panicked Qarluk man through the abdomen with one knife.

Then he kicked the other man's chest with his big foot, drew out his long sword, and leaped again, catching up with the second Qarlug who turned around and fled.

The long knife stabbed from behind, and the second Qarlug man trembled, staggered twice, and fell face down.

The third Qarlug man roared and mustered up the courage to stab with the spear in his hand. Jin Quanri dodged the spear with a beautiful side step, took a few quick steps, and rushed forward along the spear and sword.

The third Qarlug man had no time to retract his spear and was attacked directly.

Swish! The long knife easily cut off the fingers holding the spear, and then Putin quickly took out a long dagger from his waist with his left hand.

when!when!when!when!
After four consecutive blows, the third group of Qarlugs was completely eliminated.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, please don't kill me!" The white dog was frightened and a warm feeling surged out from his crotch and dripped to the ground.

Under the terrifying pressure of death, he knelt down in his own urine, kowtowed and begged for mercy.

Although the two sides did not speak the same language, Bai Gou's actions made Kim Kwon-il understand what he meant in an instant.

In an instant, this fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy reminded Kim Kwon-il of his younger brother who was far away in Haizhou, Lelang Prefecture.

His younger brother was about the same age as him, with the same fair skin and a slender build. After being beaten up by him, he would beg for mercy tactfully.

Jin Quanri was quite moved. With a touched look on his face, he swung his knife and directly chopped off the white dog's head in mid-air.

After this transformation, he can accumulate merits and obtain a manor of at least one thousand acres, and his military rank can be promoted to second lieutenant, officially joining the ranks of officers.

With these, especially the 1,000-acre estate, he could bring his father, mother, three sisters, and two brothers over. They no longer had to work on someone else's estate, but could own their own estate. They no longer had to live on beans, corn, and sorghum, but could eat real white rice and flour.

His younger brothers and sisters could also go to school, and from then on, the Jin family could join the ranks of the nobility.

"Hurry, chop off these heads and follow me closely. We will all be rich this time!" Jin Quanri shouted loudly.

The two Kokand servants who followed him in the distance ran over with nods and bows, and quickly packed up the spoils, while Kim Kwon-il was looking around for the next target.

"Marshal, Chen Guangyao has launched a hot air balloon to ask for help. We can set out now!" A captain at the Western Army Headquarters reported loudly to Li Xianwen.

Li Xianwen laughed immediately upon hearing this, "It seems that Duke Dingguo is willing to let us have some meat too."

Amidst laughter, Li Xianwen called Hailancha and Fu Kang'an over and said, "The Qarluk army can't hold on any longer. Each of you will lead 3,000 cavalrymen and cut in from the left and right sides towards the center. Completely disperse the Qarluk army. I want the 50,000 men who are out now to have nowhere to escape!"

Fu Kang'an and Hailancha excitedly took the order and went down. This was not difficult at all and the credit was completely given.

Then Li Xianwen looked at his son Li Xingtai and said, “I will give you 500 yuan from the Royal Guards Cavalry, 1,500 Dongyang Cavalry Infantry, and 2,000 cavalry from our three guards.

Those Qarlugs on the mountain will certainly rush out from the stone formation and try to escape back to Bukhara. You go and let the stone formation resist for a while and then open up this gap, and then you can chase them.

I must hold them fast. Killing with knives and guns is too slow. I want them to run and die on the way back."

Ginger is spicier when it’s older, and spicier still.

Needless to say, the Xia clan's three guards cavalry and the Yuan Cong guards cavalry are absolutely the elite among the elite. The mounted infantry are the dragoons of the West, and in Dayu, the Oriental mounted infantry are the best.

Because these guys are short enough, generally between 1.57 and 1.62 meters tall, their small size can greatly reduce the burden on war horses, and at the same time they are completely normal adult men.

Although he is not as strong as a tall man, he is still strong enough to do the job of a line infantryman.

Li Xingtai took the order and went down. He wanted to discuss the battle plan with his officers as soon as possible, so as to exhaust to the greatest extent possible the Qarlugs (Uzbeks) who broke through the siege.

On the battlefield, the situation was proceeding in the direction that Li Xianwen had judged, which was why Chen Guangyao was willing to share the credit.

The Qarlugs were about to collapse. His 20,000 men could defeat 50,000, but 20,000 men would not be enough to hunt down and capture these 50,000 men.

Emir Murad watched all this from the top of Kuhak Mountain, tears welling up in his eyes.

On the battlefield below the mountain, the Bukhara army ran around like headless flies, and from time to time they were beaten badly, shedding some fragments like clay statues, and then running to the next possible safe place.

But this constant environment of running into obstacles and being beaten hasn't changed at all. No matter how much clay a clay statue has, it will eventually fall off.

"Your Highness the Emir, let's rush out. We must keep some spark of fire for the Khanate!" General Hassan reminded in a low voice. If we were any later, we would not be able to escape.

Emir Murad looked at the city of Samarkand in the distance again. If he left, Samarkand would definitely be lost.

If the city of Samarkand could not be defended, his third son Hassan Hussein in the city would certainly not be able to defend it either.

General Hassan was also in great pain because the third prince Hassan Hussein was his grandson and his future support.

"Let's go, Emir, we can't all die here." General Hassan sighed in pain, and then went straight down to make arrangements without waiting for Emir Murad to make a decision.

In the past, if they had used more than 5,000 people as cannon fodder to attack first, and then used 10,000 people to charge fiercely at the end, they would have been able to open a gap and break out.

But here, the gap in strength between the two sides is too big, which makes this breakout completely meaningless.

When Shizhentu and others saw tens of thousands of Bukhara people rushing towards them again, they indeed made way for them. However, they did not withdraw. Instead, they stayed on the hill and used firepower to block the escape passage below the hill from a high position.

Emir Murad hesitated for a moment, and finally felt that he could not take the hill in a short time, so he had to give up the idea of attacking Shihengtu and others and chose to escape with casualties.

This time, Shihengtu and his men had a great time. Three field guns, eight hundred muskets, and more than a hundred bombs were left, all of which were poured on the fleeing Bukhara people.

If their gunpowder had not been almost exhausted, Emir Murad would have left at least two thousand behind if he had led ten thousand men through this route.

As the Emir left, the mentality of the Qarluk people completely collapsed. Thousands of cavalry broke through and escaped from all directions, but soon encountered the Mongolian rangers on the periphery.

These Mongolian cavalrymen had no "meat" to eat and had been feeling depressed for many days. When they saw these cavalrymen coming out, they refused to let them go and immediately approached them.

As for the infantry, some of them ran to Kuhak Mountain in panic, while others wanted to retreat back to the city of Samarkand. The scene was as chaotic as the end of the world.

10 month 14 day.

After almost a month of fighting, the enemies outside Samarkand were basically wiped out!
Of course, the battle only lasted for three days, and the rest of the time the two sides were testing each other in confrontation.

On the afternoon of the 14th, the last Bukhara army was found on Kuhak Mountain, and this most important mountain outside the city was completely occupied.

After Emir Murad left, there were still thousands of people left on the mountain, and thousands more returned one after another. They could have held on for a while, but Dayu had too many mortars, and they took out the dangerous places one by one, leaving them no room to breathe.

At the same time, Li Xingtai, who was pursuing them, also brought good news. His 4,000-plus cavalrymen followed behind 7,000 to 8,000 Bukharans, working in three shifts, making it impossible for the Bukharans to get rid of them.

The Bukhara people had no way to deal with them. If they tried to block them, they would not be able to defeat them because they had too few people. If they tried to ambush them, the same principle would apply. It would be useless because they had too few people.

After two terrifying days and nights, the Bukhara army, which had little supplies, could no longer hold on. They stopped in the city of Navoi, where all the people had fled and the city had been looted by the Dayu army, and prepared for a decisive battle with Li Xingtai.

Li Xingtai was not fooled at all. He was not worried about the Bukharans having nothing to eat.

Seeing that Li Xingtai was so cunning, Emir Murad could only curse and continue to run away.

Li Xingtai chased for more than 50 kilometers, and when he saw that Bukhara city was in sight, he suddenly launched a surprise attack in the early morning.

This is Li Xingtai's best tactic, that is, to suddenly burst out during the tug of war, just like the BOSS in later games who is very good at fast and slow swords.

The Bukhara people were caught off guard and their army collapsed after fighting for just over ten minutes.

In the chaos, General Hassan was shot dead by a Yuan guard, and Emir Murad was also shot twice. He finally escaped under the cover of the early morning darkness. It is estimated that no more than two thousand of the seven or eight thousand elite soldiers were able to escape back to Bukhara.

At this time, the area outside Samarkand was also cleared. The Qarluk people, who had dispatched a total of 70,000 people, including more than 50,000 reinforcements and 20,000 defenders, suffered a crushing defeat.

There were 21,000 bodies counted alone, and more than 10,000 prisoners. If we don't count the nearly 10,000 people who broke through, there may have been thousands of people who escaped in the end, and nearly 10,000 people fled into the city of Samarkand.

In this battle, almost all the elite troops of the Bukhara Khanate were killed, and the city of Samarkand would not be able to survive the winter. As for Bukhara, its fate would end in the summer of next year.

(End of this chapter)