Chapter 41 Post-War Summary! Plenty of Gains!
Strengthening the heavy machine gun company directly under the regiment, 6 Maxim M1910 water-cooled heavy machine guns erupted with powerful crossfire at this moment.
On the front lines, the fleeing Mongolian cavalry were mowed down like straw. On the other side, the second and third battalions also formed a pincer attack.
Soldiers with Mosin-Nagant rifles, Gepard light machine guns, and 60mm mortars ruthlessly unleashed bullets and shells into the crowd.
In an instant, more than 2,000 Mongolian cavalry were decimated by over half.
Crushed!
It was truly a crushing victory!
This weaponry of Zhang Xueming’s time-defying army was enough to overpower even the elite forces of various nations, let alone these private soldiers of the Mongolian princes.
These private soldiers, to begin with, had not received professional training; they were good at picking fights when the odds were in their favor and robbing ordinary civilians.
But when it came to engaging in combat with a regular army, it was still the same. Ever since the invention of the Maxim machine gun, these Mongolian cavalry who only knew how to wield swords and spears should have learned to sing and dance instead!
“Oh my god! Where is this army from?”
“How is their firepower so strong?”
“Scatter and escape! Scatter and escape!”
At this moment, the Mongolian cavalry realized they had encountered a tough opponent. They attempted to rely on their mobility with two horses per person to flee quickly. This was their tactic that had worked for centuries.
If we can’t win, at least we can escape.
We have two horses per person, can scatter and flee, and cover a hundred miles in a day.
What can you do to catch us?
But at this moment, they saw the leading general in the pursuit raise his hand.
“Vroom vroom—”
The sound of a hundred demons wailing echoed through the sky. The Mongolian cavalry looked up and saw 10 massive “iron birds” diving toward them.
100 Stukas!
It was overwhelming.
Zhang Xueming only had a makeshift airstrip in his camp, so he had summoned only 10 planes. Even so, it was enough to completely terrify the Mongolian cavalry, who had never heard such terrifying sounds before.
“Giants! Giants!”
“Longevity Heaven! It’s Longevity Heaven punishing us!”
“Please forgive us! We surrender!”
The Mongols regarded eagles as messengers of Longevity Heaven. When they saw the screaming bombers diving down, countless Mongolian soldiers believed they were being punished by the gods and immediately dismounted their horses to beg for mercy.
Seeing this, Zhang Xueming rode over to the injured Mongol prince. At this point, the prince had been shot three times in the abdomen, his blood flowing freely, his face pale.
“Who are you?” Zhang Xueming asked, looking down from above.
The fat, pig-like prince, knowing he was doomed, arrogantly pointed to his yellow robe.
“I am Borjigit! A first-class noble of the Qing Dynasty, bestowed with a yellow robe by the emperor…”
“Bang!”
Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Xueming shot him in the head. Searᴄh the nôvelFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
“The Qing? Your Qing Dynasty has long since perished!”
“Ma Maoxun!”
“Yes!”
“Take this prince and quarter his body. Bury him under the four gates of Tailand County, to honor the hundreds of innocent citizens killed there!”
“As for the other Mongol private soldiers, those who are injured should be executed. The rest, all of them should be sent to the coal mines for forced labor until death!”
Upon hearing these orders, all the Mongol soldiers’ faces turned white. The Mongols believed in Longevity Heaven, and after death, they were supposed to be given a sky burial.
But now, this man was going to dismember the prince’s body and bury it beneath the city gates, where it would be trampled by the citizens and livestock every day.
For a moment, all the Mongol soldiers trembled in fear. On the other hand, the rescued civilians cheered loudly.
“Young Marshal is brilliant!”
“Thank you, Young Marshal, for avenging us!”
“Sniff, sniff, we are saved!”
…
Soon, the results of the battle were tallied. A total of 716 Mongol cavalry were killed, and 1,202 were captured. Over 1,000 horses, more than 800 cattle and sheep, over 1,600 rifles, and countless other supplies were seized.
Moreover, this strike had rescued over 20,000 civilians from Tailand County. However, the fire in Tailand County had not yet been extinguished. Many houses and fertile fields were destroyed.
Numerous civilians were left homeless and displaced. The cold weather in northeastern China in April meant these civilians would likely become refugees, fleeing in all directions. Therefore, Zhang Xueming decided to lead these homeless refugees back to Daqing City!
His city, which originally housed 45,000 people, suddenly saw an influx of more than 10,000 “new workers!”
“Hmph! All the bandits within a hundred miles have been wiped out by me. How dare these Mongol princes come and touch my tiger’s whiskers!”
“They probably didn’t do their homework and didn’t know that Daqing has changed!”
“Well, good then!”
“These 1,200 prisoners will be sent to the coal mines, and they’ll be enough to consume resources for half a year!”
Zhang Xueming had this kind of personality. He was warm as spring to his comrades, but as harsh and merciless as winter to his enemies!
…
“Ms. Lin, what are you busy with?”
After the army returned triumphantly, Zhang Xueming arranged for Lin Huiyin to stay in a two-story building in the military camp. Originally, this building was intended to be a guesthouse for soldiers. But now it housed experts and engineers brought in as system rewards.
After meeting these experts, Lin Huiyin was amazed. She didn’t expect Zhang Xueming to have recruited so many “foreign talents!”
However, before discussing the construction of the new city with the experts, Lin Huiyin was still preparing to do something important. When Zhang Xueming entered, Lin Huiyin handed him a manuscript.
“Xueming, look at my article. How is it?”
“Article?”
Zhang Xueming took the manuscript and looked at it.
“The Young General—The Brilliant Heroic Path of Marshal Zhang Xueming!”
“Wow! Why are you writing this stuff?”
When Zhang Xueming saw the article, it was full of praise for him, calling him a “young general” and “brilliant talent.” It made him feel a little embarrassed.
I just want to recruit some women… No, I mean, I just want to grow the family!
Where did I show such high-mindedness?
But Lin Huiyin wasn’t convinced. She took out a few newspapers from her luggage.
“Look, these literary people who don’t understand you are always writing articles slandering you!”
“I’m just speaking up for you!”
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