Chapter 2373: The miserable Mughal

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The Mughal people in the camp are miserable!

Many people fled back with injuries, patronizing and escaping at the time, and only realized the pain when they returned to the camp, lying on the ground groaning.

The military doctors were busy treating them, washing their wounds with tea.

The treatment of high-ranking officers is better, using distilled alcohol to wipe the wounds.

They also smoked Arabic hookahs to relieve pain, but it was really said that tea, alcohol, and cigarettes were all on the table. They all learned from China.

All in all, the influence of the two Chinas on the world is deepening, even the xenophobic Mughal Empire is no exception.

The kerosene bombs in the sky continued to fly, falling in the camp and exploding, causing flames everywhere.

The Mughals used sand and gravel to put out the fire and were exhausted.

The South China Army outside was busy adding chaos to them, and the muskets rang out from time to time, killing and injuring the Mughals, but the Mughals were already numb.

Tonight, they were taught a lesson by the heretics, they can't fight for the night fight!

Barry Rubin went to visit Ramz Aluf. He was not injured, but he was hit hard, and he couldn't help but feel frustrated.

Barry Rubin encouraged him: "...This is God's tempering of us, as long as we have faith, we will be invincible!"

Hearing this, Ramz Aluf raised his head, saw him and Barry Rubin in the tent, and smiled bitterly: "The victory of the battle naturally depends on the blessing of God, but it also depends on the preparations. We have already prepared for the battle. Working hard, but the heretics are stronger than us!"

"Look at their guns, artillery, catapults, bombs, bows and arrows... everything is better than us, as well as their training, and their courage!" Ramz Aluf said: "They are stronger than us. The armament of China, you still dare to fight with us in battle, and you have seen their battles. The heretics who stood in front were not afraid to face our troops. Even if they retreated, they would retreat without chaos."

He shuddered and said: "There is such a terrible opponent in the world, the Ottomans are not unjustly defeated!"

Barry Rubin also sighed, speaking of how the Mughal Empire dealt with Ah San, but it was not easy to deal with the pagans from the East.

He sighed and said: "Your Majesty instructed our army to defend for three days. We hold on and retreat when the time comes!"

"Okay!" Ramz Aluf nodded heavily.

In order to survive, the Mughal people worked very hard. They learned to deepen and widen the trenches in front of the door. To fight against the South China Army.

The South China Army adopts standard tactics. It consumes the enemy before launching a large-scale attack. It did not assault the Mughal early, and the Mughal could barely hold it.

The officers and soldiers were haggard, gritted their teeth and fought hard.

The number of wounded is increasing, and the camp is everywhere, looking shocking.

The firepower of cold weapons is weak, and when it hits people, it often hurts without death, and the firepower of the South China Army hits more, so the Mughal wounded naturally.

The generals have a headache for this. When they retreat, what do these people do?

Fighting against the infidels on the opposite side knows that they are by no means good men and women. They have a tenacious style, refuse to surrender, and are also not polite to captives.

If there are strong prisoners, there is still a way to survive, because infidels are greedy for money and like to sell prisoners for money.

But the wounded and captives must have been reimbursed, and the pagans would not stain their hands. Naturally, the Imperial Army would do the work.

"Go, give them a stick, and follow the troops if they can go!" Ramz Aluf said helplessly.

This will slow down the speed of the troops, it is impossible to abandon them halfway, but the generals absolutely dare not say not to bring them.

The morale of the troops has been very low. If the officers and soldiers know that the generals abandon their comrades, they are likely to collapse during the war.

The plan was settled, and after holding on for three days, about 71 hours, Barry Rubin's troops began to retreat north.

The original army of 70,000 people now has more than 40,000 combatants, and more than 10,000 wounded are following them. Nearly 10,000 died in battle, and there are still 3,000 seriously wounded prisoners who could not leave.

They also kept the baggage that they couldn't take with them. They didn't burn them. They kept piles and piles in the east, hoping to keep the enemy troops busy packing up their belongings and not rushing to chase them.

The road was unblocked. The Eighth Army of the South China Army plus a number of Imperial Army Corps encircled three halts, let them leave, and attacked their guards at the same time.

The three main divisions of the South China Army attacked more than ten thousand Mughal guards. They were overwhelmed by the crowd, with strong firepower, and full of confidence. They were determined to send these Baotou men to see their gods.

The battle started after the guards finally left the camp, so that the Mughals did not have the protection of the camp, and they would undoubtedly lose in the field.

Barry Rubin heard the rumble of guns behind him, and he knew that the troops were inevitable, which made him feel like a knife.

These soldiers are all trained by him through untold hard work, and many of them are soldiers from his hometown. How can he meet his fathers and fellows in his hometown in the future!

But he had no choice but to leave with a gloomy face.

When they withdrew, a unit of the South China Army rushed into their camp and saw the missing supplies. They didn't care at all. After searching, they went straight through the camp.

Soon, an Asan army rushed into the camp and reimbursed all the seriously wounded Mughals~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Mughals used to ride on Asan’s head to **** and urinate. Ah San was dissatisfied early, and it was most appropriate for them to do this kind of work. There was no psychological burden to do it.

Next, the migrant workers of the South China Army entered the field and packed up the materials one by one. At the same time, there were some Asans who were responsible for collecting the bodies.

It is precisely the South China Army’s operational norms that the troops do not come in disorder, do whatever they should, and they act in an orderly manner.

Let’s talk about Barry Rubin’s fight and retreat, barely maintaining the formation, one after another, some wounded left behind, they walked and walked along the road, stumbling and falling down and getting up again, some of them stayed still. Falling on the side of the road, some crawling on the road.

The passing officers and soldiers walked past them blankly, ignoring their shouts.

As the gunfire became tighter and tighter behind, the officers and soldiers walked faster.

On the road, there was a lame tall soldier with a big beard. He was crying and looking forward attentively. He was still moving forward with great effort, but he fell further and further, and could not help but yelled: "You M Of... your MM..."

The postponed baggage cart has passed by him, raising the dust and fascinated the eyes of the wounded. Wax-like wounded people dragged along the road, slowly chasing the no-seen baggage cart, they were powerless. He stopped, sat down, lay down on the side of the road, looked at the place where the last carriage disappeared with desperate eyes, and the dust raised on the road fell quietly.

The one-legged tall soldier still used crutches to deliver a powerful body on this unmanned road, cursing: "Your M! Who shed blood for you... Your MM..."

There was the sound of horseshoes coming from behind, it was the South China cavalry who wiped out the Mughal guards and chased them!