Chapter 354 Sick? Heart disease is right!

In the cave of thousands of Buddhas, the golden statue of the smiling Luohan looked happily into the distance, as if praying for this fertile land, wishing that everyone living here could live and work in peace and contentment, but he may not have thought that at this moment, nearly 2,000 horses have been entangled and fighting together in the wilderness in the distance in front of him.

"Kill."

In the distance, a rebel cavalryman held a machete, shouted loudly, and rushed to Uliji.

Uliji narrowed his eyes and spat disdainfully. When he used to take a big knife, bow and arrow, he would probably really fight with the other party to see who chopped up to the ground first, but now!

Uliji suddenly patted the war horse. The war horse that had been together for many years seemed to guess the master's mind and suddenly rushed out like an arrow. If you look at it from a high altitude, it was as if two war horses had become two oncoming bullets. The horses' hoofs flew down, the hoofs were dense, and the eyes were getting closer and closer, and even the opponent's ferocious red eyes could be seen. At the time of Zhu, he suddenly shook the reins again. He only saw the war horse suddenly turn his head and dodge to the right side of the opponent.

"Is this a Mongolian cavalry? Or is it a timid man? The rebel cavalry was stunned by Uliji, who suddenly dodged the horse. Unexpectedly, the Mongolian cavalry, who called himself the king of the grassland, would also dodge timidly. He immediately laughed, but when he was about to ridicule a few words, a large area of whites suddenly rose in his eyes.

I only saw that the deviated Uliji did not escape after avoiding, but suddenly leaned forward. The upper body was almost completely attached to the horse's back, and the drooping right hand was suddenly raised. After the rifle crossed an arc, when the left hand just held the butt of the gun, a spark had spewed out without aiming more at the muzzle.

The rebel cavalry stared at Uliji's movements in a daze, saying that it was slow and fast. This series of movements was just a blink of an eye. When he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, he suddenly remembered that the other party's action just now was the riding and shooting posture of the Mongolian cavalry across the grassland.

Yes, ride and shoot!

There are many people who can ride and shoot, and there are also masters in the northwest cavalry, but they are often more straight when riding and shooting, and the horse speed is impossible to maintain the high speed, which is far worse than these grassland horse riders who have lived on horseback since childhood.

In those years, the Mongolian cavalry relied on this unique riding and shooting ability to cross Europe and Asia. Many of the cavalry against the enemy were even out of range before they were close to the hornet's nest and drank hatred on the spot.

This is the skill of the Mongolian cavalry. In addition to their superb equestrianism, it also has something to do with carrying their own war horses when they fight. Only these war horses that grow up together can communicate with each other and understand the master's instructions.

Now, the ancient riding and shooting skills, equipped with new rifles, are even more powerful. On his side, because of the repeated difficulties of the Russians, only a small number of people got rifles, and the others fought against the enemy with a big knife like him.

A large amount of blood loss made the rebel cavalry finally unable to hold on. The back of the fallen horse was smashed on the wasteland fiercely. Although the bullet just now had not directly killed him, the blood loss and falling off the horse made him unable to move. If he could not get help, he could only slow down on the wasteland where there was no shop in front of the village and behind. Wait to die.

But can I still save myself?

"Silly bird, I actually forgot our Mongolian skills, besides! What era is this? Who will fight with you? Uliji's eyes bent into a thin crescent. After muttering a few words, he rushed to the next target.

On the horse's back, Ma Baihe waved a Russian Nagon revolver, surrounded by a circle of hundreds of people equipped with Russian-made rifles, desperately resisting the Mongolian cavalry who tried to approach, but these guys were too fast. When shooting, their upper body was pressed on the horse's back, almost integrated with the war horse, and constantly changing the running line. The road, coupled with the fast rate of fire of the rifle in his hand, almost does not need a bolt, so the Mosinna rifle with a fast rate of fire can't fight at all. What's more, the other party is a human shot, and he is just the most elite one hundred people equipped with a riding gun, and he is not an opponent at all.

Seeing that people around him kept falling down, Ma Baihe finally understood that these were not those astringent Han army cavalry, but Mongolian iron riders who were freely spread on horseback and armed with new weapons!

"Go!"

Watching the friends riding around fall down one by one, Ma Baihe gritted his teeth and gave the order to retreat. At the same time, he took the lead in patting the horse and running to the west. The partners around him who were beaten so much that they couldn't even lift their heads also quickly patted the horse and ran away.

But he forgot that this is equivalent to leaving his back to his opponent. If it's the era of riding and shooting, it's okay, because the range of bows and arrows is short, and now the range of riding guns is much farther than that of bows and arrows. Without entanglement, and they are not afraid of hurting their partners, the Mongolian cavalry no longer have restrictions and spread their feet crazy. Chasing, the bullets dragged down the opponents who had no time to escape like raindrops.

Ma Baihe turned his head and his eyes were about to burst into fire, but he could not change the order at this moment. He could only run as much as he wanted, but just a few minutes later, the oncoming waves of yellow dust made his heart fall to hell.

"It is reported that the battle of Thousand Buddha Caves has ended, with a total of 700 enemy cavalry killed and 300 prisoners, in addition." Kill it!" Before the staff officer finished speaking, Sun Jiugong had already interrupted him and his eyes were cold: "The troops continue to disperse. I originally planned to search for the target. We didn't have time to take so many prisoners on the way!"

"Yes."

The staff officer has been working with Sun Jiugong since Cuba, so he is very clear about his surname. He is the kind of officer who grasps the battlefield ability and is very knowledgeable about cavalry and raids, but his surname is sometimes flawed. What's more, the extension of the oil field has deeply stimulated him. He did not order to kill all the Hui people he saw. I already have a lot of control over myself.

However, Xinjiang Province is really too big. Although the four cavalry divisions in hand have been divided into 40 battalions, the area that can be controlled is not large. It is indeed impossible to fight with prisoners, and it quickly consumes the other party's war potential, including a large number of living forces to kill the other party, forcing the other party to Retract back to the old nest and wait for death, or come to fight with yourself.

Now, how smart it was to quickly solve Mongolia and put these guys in his arms. These guys who grew up on horseback are indeed natural soldiers. After strict training and equipped with more cash, they are simply adding wings. The three who found the enemy's target for the longest time only lasted for an hour. They were besieged and annibbed by the friendly troops who kept coming.

They are natural cavalry. At this moment, under the organization of tactics, they have become a group of wolves wandering in the desert. Under the connection of a large number of short-wave radio stations, they have formed a dense network, combing it like a grate.

Sometimes they attack alone, sometimes they gather into larger wolves. Now they have begun to take shape. As long as they fight for a period of time, this force will become the biggest nightmare for all enemies.

As soon as the staff officer asked the communications officer to issue a new order, he felt that the car began to slow down slowly. He quickly lifted the curtains and looked outside. He turned around and said, "Commander, Urumqi has arrived." -

"Ten naval guns, it's true!"

When the eight naval guns roared at the same time, Hipel clenched his fists. He did not expect that after he pleaded, Li Mo would agree to allow him to observe the actual combat exercises on this journey with several other German naval officers.

After controlling Borneo, there were many more waterways for the visiting formation, so instead of drilling into the Java Sea as usual, drilling into the Indian Ocean from Java and Sumatra, and then continuing south along Sumatra to avoid the busiest Strait of Malacca.

Because there are few ships on this route, the formation can use some uninhabited islands along the way for training, so there is this carefully arranged shelling training.

If Felitman learned that the commander of the British Far East Fleet did not get to stand on the deck to watch the shelling, and at this moment, a German naval colonel was lucky enough to observe at close range. I don't know how he felt, but at least Hipper was really shocked.

Although only six rounds have been fought, the fire regiment on the distant island has proved that the test ship in Yan Fukou has actually met the combat requirements and can fully join the active service!

Behind him, the sailors began to urge them to leave. With three years of experience, Hipel was very clear about the attitude of these sailors towards orders, and he had to get into the inside of the warship and walk to the side of the ship with a careful idea, but before he took a few steps, suddenly several figures that got into the cabin made him stop. The familiar military uniform left in the retina stung his eyes like a sharp needle!

French Navy uniform!

How is it possible? How can there be a man in a French navy uniform here? Is it true that Yan Fu just said that he wanted to sell this warship to the French?

But why did Li Mo sell it to the French? Is it to win for France to promise him to annex the South? That's possible!

"No! We must tell the news here to China as soon as possible!" Hepelle didn't have time to think much about it. After watching the shelling exercise just now, he knew better what the battleship represented. If France finally got it and absorbed the new technology above, Britain's hegemony might be challenged!

In the porthole, looking at the steamboat carrying Hiper and several other German [***] officers leaving quickly, Yan Fu hooked the corners of his mouth and beckoned to the sailors to take these temporarily invited French back to rest. After that, he immediately walked to the steamboat on the other side--

Standing on the deck and feeling the gentle sea breeze, Li Mo took a deep breath.

Indian Ocean!

This is the third largest ocean in the world and an important strategic channel to connect the continent of Asia and Africa. Unfortunately, I don't have the energy to project here now, so I can only do some tricks.

If you want to complete the strategic dream in your mind, only by stabilizing the country and completely solving the threats on the mainland can you have the heart to devote yourself to the vast sea. This is why everyone says that it is the most difficult thing to maintain a huge army and navy at the same time.

So, after looking at the Indian Ocean style for a while, Li Mo could only slowly withdraw his eyes and glanced at Fang Xianqi and Duan Yueer, who were accompanying him on a visit and looking at the scenery in the distance. He turned back and smiled, "Shaochuan, do you think the Germans will get hooked?"

Tang Shaoyi smiled and said, "Your Majesty, there is no need to play, and Germany will not be willing to give up this warship to others, because what they want is not this warship, but the management and withdrawal technology above! Without this technology, no one can create it.

Li Mo nodded. Tang Shaoyi is right. What countries are concerned about is indeed not the battleship, but the management and withdrawal technology above. According to the information of the Ministry of Intelligence and the Ministry of Science and Technology, countries have reached the final stage of management and withdrawal technology. At this time, it is difficult to accurately predict the breakthrough time, and it is possible to draw It may take a few years or even more than ten years to make a cigarette.

So Li Mo made up his mind to take advantage of the opportunity that all countries have not yet made a breakthrough to use this technology to make money. Instead of guarding this battleship with experimental surnames, it is better to exchange it for something.

There are many potential buyers, but the only thing that can really be sold is the ambitious Germany. He believes that as long as Germany gets the China, with the surname of William II, it will definitely require a large number of construction, strengthen and accelerate the confidence of Britain's hegemony. In this way, Britain will certainly deal with it with all its strength. A Boer can still fight. It was so difficult, so when he ended the Boer War, he found that the Chinese ship, which was not very threatening in the Far East, suddenly changed its appearance and came to Germany. All the battleships of the Atlantic Fleet had become scrap metal. At that time, I'm afraid he was unable to take care of the Far East!

The Northwest War has reached the most critical time. No one knows whether the Russians will suddenly take the opportunity to invade. Nicholas II has always liked to lead his surname, so he can only prepare for the war as much as possible.

This is the case of mobiling three divisions to the northern border. It is also because of the northern frontier that forced the south to return to its original state. Now the sale of the China is also to weaken Britain's global projection ability and let him and the Germans play with each other.

All this seems to be relatively smooth now, but there is also an accident, that is, the United States has started peace talks with Cuba. Obviously, William McKinley has predicted that if the Cuban war continues, it is likely that the United States will miss something, so even at the expense of some of the current interests, we must turn our eyes as soon as possible. More importantly, South America and the Pacific Ocean.

But this can't be blamed on Marseille. He really can't continue to fight. In the final analysis, the war is about national strength and money. In this regard, Cuba and the United States are not an order of magnitude opponent at all. In addition, the opponent's continuous increase of troops, Cuba's war potential is not as good as before, and it lacks navy and it is impossible to break through. The maritime blockade can't get foreign aid, so negotiations have become the best choice.

Li Mo can imagine how much shock it will cause when the news of China is sent back to Europe, just like the dreadnought in history, it will cause panic in the whole world!

"Your Majesty, Hipper asked us to stop in front of me, and I also hope that we can send three sick German interns to Sumatra for treatment immediately."

Sick?

Heart disease is right!

He is afraid that the China will really fall into the hands of the French!

Li Mo tilted the corners of his mouth. After looking at the two of them, he suddenly laughed.

(to be continued)