Faintly hearing a loud noise, Qin Jin opened his eyes violently, and Huo Ran got up. There was a report from the soldiers outside the tent:

"Marshal, the rebels are attacking the camp, and the number of men and horses is ominous!"

"Okay, got it!"

After he answered, he immediately walked out of the big tent and bumped into Yang Xingben and Qing Xuzi rushing together.

"The big handsome is really like a god, the traitor got into the thunderbolt artillery array that has been set up a long time ago, this time there is a good show!"

Even if the war is imminent, Qingxuzi is the same as that hippie smile. Yang Xingben couldn't help but glance at him, feeling that Qin Jin had entrusted such a heavy task to this Meng Lang person, it seemed that there was a bit of Meng Lang.

"The number of thunderbolts is bound to be limited, and once they are exhausted, we will have to face them ourselves, and we cannot take them lightly. ”

Yang Xingben meant to ask Qing Xuzi not to rely too much on and trust firearms, but Qing Xuzi tilted his neck and patted his chest proudly.

"In recent months, the firearms battalion has not stopped working, and even if the firearms produced in a hurry are more than enough to kill 350,000 people, General Yang can count, how many traitors can come tonight? How much ......."

Qingxuzi exaggeratedly elongated the tone.

"Even if they are unlucky, we can just kill them all at once!"

Yang Xingben snorted and didn't argue with it. The great war is imminent, and the majesty of his tongue is what he despises.

Unexpectedly, Qing Xuzi was holding Yang Xingben endlessly, and seeing that he didn't think so, and didn't plan to fight with himself, he shouted:

"What, General Yang doesn't believe it, do you dare to make a bet with Poor Dao?"

Without waiting for Yang Xingben to refuse, he boasted proudly:

"Don't dare? haha, Poor Dao had long expected that General Yang would not dare to gamble with the firearms battalion!"

This time it was as if he had stepped on Yang Xingben's tail, but his face changed suddenly, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Why don't you dare? Just say, how to bet, and what is the bet?"

Originally, the two were just secretly competing, but now they are openly in conflict, Qin Jin only feels that these two people are too nonsense regardless of time and place.

"Shut up! What kind of bet are you betting on? Do you regard the war as child's play?"

After that, he pointed to Qingxuzi's nose and scolded again:

"If your firearms battalion can't hold off the rebels for a day and a night, go to the private sector to pick up shovels from now on!"

Then, he turned to Yang Xingben.

"If you are angry with the generals the most taboo in battle, can't you still control your emotions?"

A sentence woke up Yang Xingben, he lowered his head a little ashamed, although he had been trying to show his cold face in front of outsiders, but today I don't know why, he was angered by this bull-nosed Taoist priest in a few words, it was really incomprehensible.

This little episode was quickly forgotten by everyone, and Qin Jin led a group of people to climb the tower in the middle of the camp.

The tower is built according to the meaning of Qin Jin, it is five zhang high, as long as you stand on it, you can even see the road and soldiers of the Luoyang city wall from a distance, not to mention the people and things in front of you.

However, it was dark at this time, and what could be seen was extremely limited, and the intensity of the military situation could only be judged by the magnitude and direction of the fires and shouts.

Following the sound of the fighting, I saw a large number of rebel soldiers screaming and rushing towards the wall of the camp, and then the thunderbolt cannon laid by the firearms battalion on the periphery of the camp played a role, but from time to time there was a fire, and every time it scurried, there was a loud noise, and with this fire and loud noise became one after another, continuous into one, and both sides of the camp were also filled with thick gunsmoke.

"Qingxuzi, how much did you get this thunderbolt?"

Yang Xingben was a little worried, feeling that according to the momentum of the rebels' impact, it would not take half an hour to rush to the bottom of the camp. At this time, there were less than 10,000 people left in the Chinese army's battalion, of which there were only more than 1,000 crossbowmen, and the scale of the crossbow salvo was far from enough to block the momentum of their attack.

It is precisely because of this that he is worried that the firearms battalion will not have enough thunderbolts.

Qing Xuzi seemed to remember the festival just now, and gave him a blank look.

"Didn't the general look down on the firearms battalion? Why now ask the number of thunderbolts? When the rebels are close to the camp, wouldn't it be better for you who dare to fight to rush to kill with your swords?"

"You ......"

Yang Xing just wanted to have a seizure, but he thought of his shortcomings of irritability and impulsiveness, and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, how could he be angered by this guy again without saying a word. Could it be that this Qingxuzi is the nemesis of his life?

Fortunately, Qing Xuzi only pushed him up, and then explained:

"The general only believed in bow and horse battles, and did not know the tricks of firearms. The thunderbolt can be laid on the ground or thrown, in short, it can be used as conveniently as it is. Even if the rebels rush to the bottom of the wall, what awaits them is hundreds of catties and thousands of pounds of thunderbolts, unless they have people who will never die, and they will consume all the firearms that have accumulated in the poor road for most of the past six months. ”

Yang Xingben still didn't want to believe it, could he stop the rebels with just these things? If this was the case, wouldn't those crossbowmen and crossbowmen who had worked hard to train and temper their strength be wasting their time? Wouldn't it be enough to use firearms?

This kind of thinking and traditional cognition are like a beast that is difficult to coexist, fighting fiercely in Yang Xingben's mind.

Qin Jin didn't pay attention to the bickering of the two people and their respective thoughts, and his attention was all on the battlefield where the rebels were attacking the barracks.

Suddenly, he screamed.

"Qingxuzi!"

This sound frightened Qingxuzi so much that he almost jumped up.

"How many men have you placed on the west side of the camp?"

Qingxuzi replied proudly:

"Poor Dao has not been idle in the past few days, and a large number of thunderbolts have been laid outside the four walls of the camp. The manpower is not fixed, and there are only a small number of manpower at each wall, and if there is a surprise attack on any side, he will send manpower over. ”

This arrangement was unexpected by Yang Xingben, he didn't think that this bull-nosed Taoist priest actually had some rules, not a useless person like on the table.

Qin Jin pointed to the east direction of the attack and asked:

"How many people are invested here?"

Qing Xuzi immediately realized that Qin Jin had something to say, and said tentatively:

"For the time being, only 30% of the people have been invested. I don't know if it's appropriate? Do you want to add more?"

Qin Jin waved his hand resolutely.

"Don't do it, Qin has a hunch that these people are not the only traitors, maybe they are planning a strategy to attack the west, now it just depends on who can't hold their breath first!"

Listening to Qin Jin's judgment, Qing Xuzi swallowed his saliva.

"What if, the poor road is saying that if the east side can't stand it, but, what can I do?"

Qin Jin said coldly in a deep voice:

"You have to resist it no matter what!"

In fact, Qin Jin still has a lot of confidence. Even if the elite rebels who steal the camp are not afraid of death, but after all, they are all flesh and blood, and it is really hard to say how long they can maintain this offensive momentum under the bombardment of thunderbolts.

……

"Dashuai, the weapons of the Tang people are so powerful, we haven't even touched the edge of the wall, and thousands of people have been killed and wounded. If this continues, the soldiers will have to fight out!"

Yin Ziqi, who was in the smoke of gunpowder, was in a very conflicted mood at this time, this was the first time he had seen a person guarding the camp in this way, this kind of weapon that could explode from the ground, and every loud noise would kill and injure many Yan army soldiers. It's even more terrifying than the lethality of the crossbow arrow.

Moreover, even more unbearable than the crossbow arrow, it will emit a loud explosion, and it is this continuous loud noise that hits the morale of the army too much. However, these are not fatal problems, the most fatal thing is that the soldiers under his command are consumed too quickly, and the Tang soldiers hiding in the camp have zero casualties.

Before the attack on the camp, Yin Ziqi had been prepared for heavy casualties, but when he really found that the severity of the casualties was far beyond his imagination, he still felt unbearable.

"Continue to increase the intensity of the impact, and do not violate the order!"

After thinking about it for a while, Yin Ziqi still insisted on issuing a military order to continue the attack.

His target was not the West Wall, which he was attacking at this time, but the East Wall, which was the opposite of the West Wall. The more Tang soldiers attracted here, the greater the likelihood of success for the operation in the east. Only by firmly attracting most of the Tang soldiers in the battalion will the action in the east give them a heavy fatal blow.

After a whole day's reconnaissance, Yin Ziqi was almost certain that there were only about 10,000 people in Tang Bing's Chinese army camp at this time, and most of the men and horses had already been dispatched. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, originally he just planned to catch Qin Jin off guard with a fatal strike, but now it seems that it is possible to break through the Chinese army camp of the Shenwu Army in one fell swoop.

As the saying goes, people can't do without heads, if this Shenwu army doesn't have the Chinese army camp as the command center, won't it become a piece of scattered sand?

What's more, the Shenwu Army may not be monolithic, and there are also private people and Hui elite soldiers from Saibei?

Once there is a problem in the command of the Shenwu Army, will these forces, which are different from the enemy attack of the Shenwu Army, still cooperate with the actions of the Shenwu Army? These are all very easy to speculate on the results, and the civilian and Hui troops must have their own plans, and it is no problem to do the icing on the cake, but it is completely impossible for them to take advantage of the Shenwu Army.

Yin Ziqi, who has been in the army for many years, knows this very well, the so-called coalition army seems to be huge, but it is also lost in the fact that there are many factions and do not belong to each other, once there are external factors that break their balance, it is not far from the disintegration of the army.

After realizing this, Yin Ziqi trembled with excitement. He had waited too long for this moment, never thought that this moment would be so close to him, maybe as long as he had another midnight effort, he might be able to achieve what he wanted. But now, he has to endure the pain of a large number of dead and wounded among his men, and victory always comes at a price!