Chapter 1289

Western Regions, border fortress,

After two months of trekking, the Shenshu Camp finally arrived here.

Through wind and rain along the way, the 30,000 soldiers finally had a trace of fierce bravery.

On the wilderness that made it hard to breathe, yellow sand filled the sky.

After setting up camp, Zhang Cheng looked at the map in his hand, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Because the map of this period truly made it hard for people to figure out the direction and location.

But fortunately, there was the battle situation, otherwise Zhang Cheng wouldn't even be able to handle how to find the enemy.

"General, when will we go to war!"

Coming into the military tent, Cao Bianjiao looked at him with excitement, his face full of smiles.

"Look at you, anxious again. We came here to fight, is it for a few bunches of grapes?"

Addressing Cao Bianjiao, Zhang Cheng became serious.

"Hmm?"

Eating grapes, Jia Wei widened his eyes in a daze: "Uncle, why are you looking at me?"

"Hmm, besides him coming to eat grapes!"

Looking at Jia Wei with disgust, Zhang Cheng was speechless.

Back then, Zuo Gong carried his coffin to fight to the death, was it for grapes? He was for the thousands of common people!

Zuo Gong: Come, Blackie, look at me, speak, speak!

"This battle, we must not only beat the Russians until they hurt, but also let them know that my Great Qian is not someone to be trifled with!"

Smashing his fist on the table, Zhang Cheng turned his head and said: "Inform the Russians, let's fight at Almaty, whoever doesn't come is a grandson!"

Twitching his mouth as he looked at Zhang Cheng, Cao Bianjiao said embarrassedly: "General, this seems a bit too arrogant!"

"Arrogant? If it weren't for the fact that I only have 30,000 troops, I would have fought to their capital!"

Speaking with a face full of dominance, Zhang Cheng was full of seriousness!

Several days later, Almaty, the Shenshu Camp from Great Qian had arrived.

Looking at the city with exotic customs in the distance, the soldiers from Great Qian couldn't help but grip their spears tightly.

Amidst the fluttering dragon flags, Zhang Cheng rode forward with a face full of seriousness.

In front of the 100,000-strong Russian army, a general also couldn't help but draw the curved saber from his waist, his face full of seriousness. Because facing the Shenshu Camp that had torn through the border fortress, he didn't dare to underestimate them either, immediately mobilizing the main army from all sides to suppress them.

"General, there must be 100,000 or so!"

Coming to Zhang Cheng's side, Cao Bianjiao laughed.

"About the same. If we wait a few more days, it's estimated there will be more!"

Looking at them with contempt, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but narrow his eyes, because red dots of reinforcements had already started appearing on the battle map.

But by the time they arrived, it was estimated that Almaty would have been beaten into ruins by him.

The border troops of Great Qian were indeed very elite, but in this kind of environment, even the fiercest soldiers would find it hard to fight against the cruelty of nature.

So in some situations, Great Qian was at a disadvantage.

However, Zhang Cheng was not an honest person. Since he couldn't win on his own home ground, he would fight to their home!

Defense was impossible; he would never fight defense in this life, because the best defense is offense!

This time, he not only wanted to take Almaty, but also wanted to push the battle line to Lake Ladoga!

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

The strong wind blew the flags, making them flap loudly.

Riding forward, the Russian envoy came. Looking at Zhang Cheng, he said: "General of Great Qian, my General said, as long as you retreat, we will let you leave..."

"Let us leave? Then I fought all the way here, wasn't it all in vain?"

Speaking with mockery, Zhang Cheng rode forward and spoke in fluent Russian.

"You only have 30,000 people, and I have a 100,000-strong Russian army. Don't be ungrateful!"

Roaring at Zhang Cheng, the envoy became serious.

"Almaty is not bad, it should belong to my Great Qian!"

Drawing the long sword from his waist, Zhang Cheng pointed forward and said: "And not just Almaty, we will also fight to Lake Ladoga. Great Qian's tolerance has let you repeatedly invade the border, not knowing the punishment of heaven, not knowing grace and prestige. Now, this General wants to let you know what is called the Heavenly Kingdom, what is called mourning the people and punishing the guilty!"

"Great Qian is victorious!"

Roaring, Cao Bianjiao raised the long spear in his hand and shouted.

"Great Qian is victorious, Great Qian is victorious!"

With long spears planted on the ground, the Shenshu Camp behind him also issued a battle roar.

Looking at the Great Qian soldiers who had become ferocious in an instant, the envoy also hurriedly ran back.

And just after he finished speaking, the leading Russian general roared while waving his curved saber: "Clatter!"

Cavalry rushed out and immediately started galloping.

Gazing at them, Zhang Cheng put away his long sword with an icy face, then turned his head and said: "Artillery formation, prepare!"

"Rumble!"

Cannons were pushed out from the military formation and immediately set up in front of everyone.

And gazing at this scene, the Russian general roared: "Tear through the Great Qian's formation, let them understand whose land this is!"

Accompanied by the Russian general's roar, the cavalry in front went even crazier.

However, just at this moment, Zhang Cheng waved his hand and said: "Fire!"

"Fire, fire!"

Waving the flag, the messenger roared.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Hundreds of cannons fired in unison, and cannonballs flew into the cavalry like meteors.

And just as many unlucky cavalrymen fell, the remaining Russian cavalry roared.

Because this level of attack simply couldn't stop their advance.

But who could have thought that the moment the cannonballs landed, they exploded!

"Boom!"

Amidst the successive explosions, a vacuum appeared in the center of the Russian cavalry.

Gazing at the exploding shells causing large-scale damage among the cavalry, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but narrow his eyes: "Dirt-clods, you think this is iron balls hitting cavalry? This is art."

"General, is this the newly developed exploding shell?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in shock, Cao Bianjiao was stunned.

"That's right, this is the exploding shell. The era of fierce generals has passed!"

Speaking with a face full of smiles, Zhang Cheng turned his head and said: "Bombard them for me. I want to see how many of his 100,000 people can walk in front of this General!"

"Fire the cannons!"

Roaring loudly, the flag in the messenger's hand spun around.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Under continuous shelling, the Russian vanguard cavalry had completely collapsed.

Because the people who fell were disappearing from their sides continuously!

Just as they charged to a distance of less than a mile from the front formation, Zhang Cheng smiled: "Firearm formation!"

"Clatter!"

Raising their guns in unison, the musketeers aimed directly ahead.

"Fire!"

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The sound of frying beans rang out, and the Russian cavalry, which still had a third left, now had no one else who could stand up.

Facing this terrifying scene, the Russian general was already sweating coldly.

Because if this continued, how many of his 100,000-strong army would be able to survive!

However, before he could think of a strategy, Cao Bianjiao charged out from the Great Qian army in the distance, followed by 400 heavy cavalrymen fully armored.

As Cao Bianjiao started to charge, the iron cavalry of the Shenshu Camp on both wings also revealed their ferocity and started charging toward them.

"Kill!"

Waving his long spear, Cao Bianjiao's eyes were full of determination.

And as the heavy cavalry charged into the Russian army formation, they immediately knocked people flying, not stopping for even a moment.

Looking at Cao Bianjiao charging toward him, the Russian general widened his eyes: "He wants to kill me?"

"Break the formation!"

Waving his war saber, Zhang Cheng watched the Russian front formation being stirred into chaos and also roared.

"Boom!"

Amidst the galloping horses, the chaotic Russian army in front couldn't make any response.

(End of chapter)