Full of loyalty to the Great Western Kingdom and the goodwill to save Jiujiang City, with the ardent expectation of the general He Jiuyi, He Bao came to Jiujiang City, but he didn't expect to get an arrow and the next torture, which made him very sad.

Although Wang He carefully apologized to He Bao and rewarded him with a gold ingot of ten taels on behalf of Wang Fuchen as compensation, He Bao still couldn't mind.

"Brother He Bao, if you suddenly have someone to do something to break the Ming Army, don't you have to find out, they are all brothers of the Western Army, don't you care about this little thing." Wang He's smiling words were still lingering in He Bao's ears, and He Bao smiled bitterly as he touched the heavy gold in his arms.

Born to be cheap, who cares? Besides, with this ingot of gold as compensation, the torture is worth it.

Wang Fuchen sent people to send He Bao to the Ming army camp not far away, watched He Bao touch into the Ming army camp, and then returned to Wang Fuchen to report the news.

The soldiers are fast, maybe tomorrow the city wall will be broken by the Ming army, and afraid of leaking the news, Wang Fuchen and He Bao set that it was three o'clock in the middle of the night tonight, first He Bao caused a riot in the Ming army camp, Wang Fuchen then took the opportunity to lead the troops to attack the Ming army camp.

Although the firearms of the Ming army were sharp, they could not be loaded and aimed at night, so it was a good time to attack the camp!

Wang Fuchen ordered the whole army to stop repairing the city walls, rest immediately, and sent the Huotou army to make food overnight.

At the hour, the army in the city, which had rested for two hours, was shouted, and after eating food, began to assemble, and then waited for the signal from outside the city.

In order to ensure the strength of the attack, Wang Fuchen prepared an army of 15,000 to attack the Ming camp, leaving only 5,000 soldiers to guard the city gates.

The Ming army camp was only five miles away from the city gate, and the slightest movement would be noticed by the Ming army, and after the army left the city, they sat on the ground outside the city, waiting for the moment of attack. If you run five miles away, it will take you a quarter of an hour, and you don't need to move too far in advance.

At three o'clock, the appointed time had arrived, and Wang Fuchen looked worriedly at the Ming army camp in the distance, not knowing why He Jiuyi hadn't moved. Although the torture of He Bao proved that it was not a trick of the Ming army, Wang Fuchen was still faintly uneasy in his heart, if he had a choice, Wang Fuchen would not want to do such a thing as a night attack. In night battles, it is difficult to distinguish between the enemy and us, even if you take the initiative to attack, it is easy to fall into a chaotic battle, and even if you can defeat the Ming army, your own side will suffer heavy casualties.

However, Wang Fuchen had to make this decision, because the artillery fire of the Ming army was too fierce.

After just one day of shelling, there were several cracks in the northern wall, and a large section of the wall would collapse after another day or two, which was almost inevitable. And after another day or two of artillery bombardment by the Ming army, the morale of the defenders in the city will drop to a very low level, and perhaps when the Ming army takes the opportunity to attack, most of the people will not be able to resist at all.

As long as this night attack on the enemy camp is successful, even if your own side loses a lot, it will greatly improve your morale, and the Ming army is already small in number, losing 20,000 horses, and it will not have the strength to capture Jiujiang City.

So in every way, this risk has to be taken.

15,000 troops waited quietly not far from the city wall, at first the soldiers could still be quiet, and gradually became restless, Wang Fuchen was also very anxious, and hurriedly ordered his subordinates to suppress the bullets, and ordered not to make a sound to attract the attention of the Ming army.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and a dazzling fire appeared in the Ming army camp in the distance, clearly showing that something was burning.

The flames grew louder and louder, shouts of killing erupted, and from a distance, countless figures swayed in the camp.

He Jiuyi succeeded! Wang Fuchen was overjoyed and immediately ordered the whole army to set off and attack the Ming army camp.

Most of the Western Army were homeless, malnourished and poorly fit, and there were many people who were blindfolded, but the fire of the Ming army camp in the distance was the best signpost.

And since the Ming army camp was in chaos, Wang Fuchen no longer hid his traces, and ordered the whole army to light torches and launch an attack on the Ming army's camp.

The Ming army has two camps outside Jiujiang City, one is the Ming army camp outside the Yingchun Gate, which is also the target of tonight's attack, and the other is the camp outside the Yueshi Gate. In order to prevent the Ming army from coming to the rescue outside Yueshimen, Wang Fuchen ordered his henchman Wang He to take 5,000 soldiers to insert diagonally between the two Ming army camps to block the reinforcements of Yueshimen, and personally led 10,000 troops to attack the Ming army camp.

The closer he got to the camp of the Ming army, the more he could feel the turmoil inside, the figure was longing, shouting to kill the heavens, Wang Fuchen was completely relieved, and He Jiuyi's strategy was completely successful.

When the antlers outside the camp gate were moved away and the horses were rushed, there were only sporadic rain of arrows falling, and the number of Ming troops guarding the camp gate was very small, and it seemed that most of the Ming troops were attracted by the prisoners of the riot, and they were all transferred to suppress the prisoners of the riots.

With less than 20,000 troops guarding more than 10,000 prisoners, how stupid was the Ming army, although the prisoners were confiscated with weapons, but how could the riots be easily suppressed?

A burst of bows and arrows were fired, and the Ming army resisting at the camp gate suddenly fled, and Wang Fuchen led the army into the Ming army camp smoothly.

The whole camp was filled with the sound of commotion, and not many Ming troops came to resist at all. Wang Fuchen quickly led his troops towards the big tent of the Ming army.

Killing wave after wave of Ming army obstruction, rushing through one Ming army's camp tent after another, and finally killing to the big tent, he saw the big tent brightly lit and the figure pupiled, Wang Fuchen suddenly sneered.

There was no need for him to speak, a hundred guards crossed out and killed the big tent, went straight into the tent, and ran out again in an instant, and the guards led by him looked panicked.

"It's a trick, it's full of scarecrows!" The personal guards led by him shouted in a mournful voice, and Wang Fuchen's head suddenly buzzed.

Before the words fell, there was a loud "boom", a dazzling huge light flashed, the entire Chinese army tent turned into countless fragments, and countless blood rain and severed limbs fell, pouring Wang Fuchen's head and face.

With the explosion, the sound of artillery rang out continuously, and countless projectiles swept towards the Western Army like a storm, and by means of a series of explosions, it happened among the soldiers of the Western Army. Wang Fuchen tried to gather his troops to break out of the siege, but in the sound of the explosion, his orders could not even be heard by his own soldiers.

With the sound of violent explosions, the shining bright light illuminated the frightened faces of the soldiers of the Western Army, and everyone knew what was happening at this time!

Hit the trick!

Countless torches lit up, bursts of shouts and killings appeared all around, and when he saw the Ming soldiers in bright armor in the torches, Wang Fuchen's heart fell into complete despair!

Arrows rained down, projectiles rained down, explosions were heard endlessly, and countless Western soldiers fell in pools of blood! ()

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