Chapter 27 Star Picking

The Bazar area is more than 200 miles away from the city of Kokhan. When the Uzbek nomads on the road saw the red-clad cavalry, they all dismounted and knelt down. As the words of verbal chants, the power of the Emperor's team in the Western Regions can be seen.

The Uzbek herders were missing more than a hundred miles away from Bazar. This area was already a grazing area for the Gulishayer tribe.

The stars are sparse on the moonlit night, and the horse team is running slowly. On the grassland, you can occasionally see several lonely snow-white yurt tents, which should be from Kyrgyzs.

"Rest for a while!" Seeing Yang, his dance was hot and beautiful, his white and tender and powerful snow feet, coated with lilac elixir, jumped on the flower felt, his graceful figure dressed in red gauze, twisted, silverware clattered, exotic dance, wild singing voice, hundreds of steps away, he tied the reins of the horse, took out a musket from his back and aimed it.

Ulyanov, the sheriff of Okruk, Kazakhstan (region) in southern Tsarist Russia, showed a sarcastic look on his fat face. Do the Kazakhs' bird guns? It takes bullets within a hundred steps to cause pain?

"Bang bang bang bang bang", suddenly, the dense gunshots sounded, and the Russian cavalry fell one by one, shooting at the dense target within effective range. In the first round of volleys, the Russian cavalry suffered a devastating blow, and more than a hundred people fell off the horse.

Then there was a crisp sound of pulling the gun bolt, and the "bang bang bang bang" sounded again.

The Russian cavalry and infantry fell down one after another, and finally reacted and fired back. However, the weapons equipped by these armed immigrants and marginal soldiers were the first generation of rear-mounted guns that were eliminated in the regular army in large numbers. The range of infantry rifles was even far less than the carbines of the opposite enemy cavalry, let alone the range of the carbines of their own cavalry.

"Bang bang bang bang", under the fierce firepower of the opponent, the infantry retreated one after another, the horses neighed and the people roared, and they were in a mess.

Immediately afterwards, the low trumpet sounded, and the Kazakh cavalry raised their shiny sabre and rushed over like flying. Time was just right. The Tsarist Russian infantry almost all had their guns empty. Seeing the opponent's cavalry charged, some were loading the bullets, while others fled in scattered the bullets. A Tsarist Russian soldier loaded the bullets the fastest. He just raised his rifle, and the sharp sabre had already flashed past his neck.

The defeated infantry was chased by the cavalry and a bloody massacre.

Needless to say, this is a cavalry guard disguised as Kazakh cavalry. He did not fight in red, but also to hide his identity as the emperor.

On the city wall, Togemu and others were stunned. In their eyes, the Tsarist Russians were devils, terrible devils, and they were sheep trembling under the devil's snow-lit butcher knife. But in front of the Chinese, the situation changed immediately, and the terrible devil turned into a sheep and was slaughtered without any ability to fight back.

Gulixia Yier saw the power of the Central Plains soldiers for the first time. He opened his mouth in surprise and couldn't close it for a long time. He looked back at Ye Zhao, and his beautiful amber eyes became even more intense.
Chapter completed!