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Chapter 1395 temptation

The front battlefield of Plasi Village was filled with smoke and smoke. Both sides began to use artillery to bombard each other at a long distance. Almost all soldiers on both sides were paying attention to the situation on the front battlefield.

Both sides were patiently spying on each other, hoping to use artillery to defeat the opponent's formation.

The artillery shelling lasted for an hour, and all the bronze cannons of the Mughal Empire were pushed to the front line. More than a dozen people on the expeditionary army were killed under the attack of the opponent's heavy artillery.

But both sides are still trying to restrain themselves and are looking for the best time to fight to the end.

"They seemed to have pushed all the artillery up, let our soldiers retreat into the woods, and reduce the threat of the opponent's artillery." Qin Zuoming saw the opponent's firepower increase, let the flag soldiers wave the flags at a high place.

The soldiers on the front battlefield saw Qin Zuoming's order and began to retreat into the woods. Due to the cover of trees, the power of the heavy artillery was greatly reduced, and the bronze artillery was almost ineffective in their killing.

Mughal Emperor Shah Jahan was supervising the battle. The one-hour shelling of the guns hit both sides was very small. The accuracy of the bronze cannons used by his artillery soldiers was very problematic. Whether they could hit the people on the other side was entirely up to faith.

"You lead the musket team forward to test!" Shah Jahan saw that the bronze cannon could not play any role, so he asked one of his subordinates to lead the musket team.

The mugs troops on the front of the Mughal began to advance.

However, they soon knew how terrible the enemy's firepower was.

The smoothbore guns from the artillery positions by the river bombarded the medron gunmen, and as they advanced, at least more than 20 musketeers were killed by solid shells!

"Let them get close and then shoot."

The infantry battalion soldiers who retreated into the woods raised their muskets and pointed at the meshman approaching outside.

Although these mezzanines seem to be crowded, the officers and soldiers of the 12th Corps who came from the South China Sea to support often attacked the large indigenous kingdoms and would no longer be timid in front of the indigenous troops with a sea of ​​human tactics.

"Shoot!" As the opponent's mezzanine entered a deadly range, the soldiers equipped with the Dereser rifle pulled the trigger!

Muskets sounded everywhere in the woods, and the fierce firepower caused more than a dozen musketeers in front to fall to the ground. The musketeers behind suddenly shrank, and they hurriedly lit the fuse, pointing the musketeer at the woods.

Bang, bang! The platoon of the mezzanine sounded, launching meaningless shooting at the woods.

The musketeers of both sides began to replace artillery for a short and medium-range confrontation!

The convex gunmen were concentrated by stray bullets, and the losses increased disproportionately!

The infantry with the woods as cover lost very little. The breech-mounted rifles they used were loading very fast, reducing many unnecessary and cumbersome loading processes. The firepower of a soldier is equivalent to that of several messile gunmen!

Shah Jahan saw that the contrailer was prevailed by a smaller enemy in the battle, and his face was gloomy and he quickly ordered the contrailer to retreat.

The contrailer dropped dozens of corpses and retreated. When he ran away, he was shot dead by muskets in the woods.

The Mughal cavalry and Tuban mercenaries on the right wing of the river bank were also testing each other, and it had not yet become a decisive battle.

Although Shah Jahan and a group of Mughal princes were confident about their troops, they were always a little uneasy and did not know what confidence the other party was fighting with more than 3,000 people for their 70,000 troops.

"There are only 1,000 musketeers on the opposite side, but there are definitely more than 1,000 musketeers, but 4,000 people. No, maybe more! Did they ambush the musketeers in the woods in advance?" Some of the princes supervising the battle always felt that this was not the firepower that 1,000 people should have when they heard the musketeers in the woods.

Their commonly used message from Persia restricted their understanding of musketeers. They also thought that the continuous firepower in the woods was because other people were ambushing more people.

"Our Rangers have already conducted reconnaissance on this woods in advance. They will never be able to ambush in the woods in advance, unless they were the ambush that they had deployed last night. But where did they get so many soldiers?" The Chief of the Imperial Guard swore to Shah Jahan that he had never relaxed during the reconnaissance.

"No matter what, be careful of ambushing in the woods and push the cannons further forward!" said Shah Jahan.

Originally, this time the opponent's infantry retreated into the woods, he thought that this might be a good opportunity to attack in full swing, but he sent a musketeer to test. The strong counterattack firepower of the opponent made him suspect that there were ambushes in the woods, so he had to continue to test with artillery.

The two sides began to confront each other from 7 a.m., and began to test each other's strength at 10 a.m., and then continued until 12 a.m., neither side had a desperate bet. The soldiers on both sides were in a state of tense spirits for more than 10 hours, and were very tired.

Bangladesh Governor Qasim crossed the river with 15,000 Bangladeshi troops, but his movements were slow and he began to hold his troops after crossing the river.

"Why are they trying to deviate from our right wing troops there? " Wu Yi discovered an abnormality in the troops of the Bangladesh Governor Qasim.

Logically speaking, the other party should have quickly detoured and attacked them from the side, rather than holding on to the ground after crossing the river.

"If I expected it was right, it should be the troops of the Bangladesh Governor who we were trying to win over. He was watching. If the frontal battlefield was favorable, he might be a fence-bearer." Qin Zuoming, who personally presided over the action to win over Qasim, guessed.

"Welcome the Governor of Bangladesh? What conditions do you promise him?" Wu Yi asked.

"Do you think he will be moved by this condition?" Qin Zuoming said.

"This condition is too tempting. Many princes and guilds kill each other like moths to fire. Our 12th Corps often play like this in Southeast Asia. In order to become the new king, the powerful people in the indigenous kingdoms wanted to defeat other powerful people, and they all took the initiative to cooperate with us." Wu Yi said.

"As long as we show a strong side on the front line, this fence-bearer will probably fall on our side." Qin Zuoming looked at the army led by the Bangladesh Governor with a little meaning.

"You mean we should fight back?"

"right."

When Qin Zuoming and others were about to fight back, a drop of rain suddenly fell on the back of their hands.

Qin Zuoming, Wu Yi and others looked up at the sky, and the sky began to become gloomy.

"The rainy season in Bangladesh is too annoying..." Qin Zuoming said helplessly.

Both sides were using firepower to test, but they didn't expect it to start raining at this time, so there was no way to continue fighting.
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