When the drum of the third watch was beaten, Bahu quietly signaled.

Dozens of elite soldiers, dressed in black night suits, jumped out of the lurking place and rushed to the camp of the Miao people.

They quietly climbed over the Miao fence. Enter the camp of the Miao people.

They didn't find anything out of the ordinary, and they certainly wouldn't find all the tents empty. And on the hill behind the big tent, Miao Bing was calmly watching all this, because all the lights had been extinguished. In addition to the gate and the center of the camp, there were two fires of wood that would not be extinguished.

These dozens of people, quietly, took out the tools for lighting the fire and quickly lit it, one tent after another.

Soon, most of the tents were on fire.

The men were overjoyed, drew their swords, and waited for the soldiers to leap out of the tent.

However, while they were waiting to slash down the panicked soldiers, there was a swishing sound of cold arrows behind them.

They were soon killed and wounded. The rest were surrounded by Miao soldiers drawn with long knives, and their lives were running out.

And the Bahu outside the tent doesn't know. He gave the order: "Attack!" ”

He also drew his knife and rushed to the front.

When they entered the blazing camp, they found that most of the tents were unoccupied. The few who are manned, all lurking assailants, are attacking them with bows and arrows.

They searched for the attackers, but they were still killed.

At this moment, the Miao soldiers on the mountain slaughtered in a big way, and they first used dense bows and arrows to shoot at Bahu's army. The rain of arrows made Bahu's army lose countless warriors.

When they were about to dodge, the Miao people killed like gods, shouting some spells while killing, their faces were painted with oil paint in the shape of a terrifying god, and the knives were ruthless and accurate. The Warat soldiers began to shudder.

"Resist, resist, kill, kill!" Bahu is encouraging his own soldiers.

But it didn't work, soon, most of Bahu's soldiers were wiped out, and the rest were eager to escape, Bahu sighed, he was powerless to stop the soldiers from escaping.

"Withdraw!" He reluctantly shouted the word.

All the remaining soldiers ran outside, and the Miao people coldly chased after them, slashing and killing the soldiers who didn't have time to run, or those who were wounded and didn't die.

The battlefield erupted in screams. Soon, the sound died away, and only the sound of fire roared.

The pursuing Miao soldiers only chased for a while, only to see Xuemei shouting there, "Everyone, stop, poor Kou Mo chase!" Everyone stopped, no longer pursued the Warat army, and returned to the camp to clean up the battlefield.

Bahu ran back with the remnants of the soldiers, he was glad that the Miao people were not good at pursuit, thinking to himself, the Miao people were nothing more than that, after all, they were a rabble, and it was estimated that this time would only care about picking up supplies on the battlefield! If you are an experienced army, you will definitely not let yourself escape easily.

But soon, he understood why the Miao people didn't chase after him!

Because the sound of dense muskets suddenly sounded in front, mixed with countless bows and arrows! The people of Bahu fell one by one.

Bahu was taken aback, he had already been hit by a musket in his shoulder.

He shouted, and the surrounding soldiers hurriedly supported him. He saw that the Ming army was shooting his own soldiers continuously. Except for those who lay down on their own, they basically fell in a pool of blood.

"Let's go, hurry up and take the general away! I'll leave cover! At this time, the captain of his own soldiers, Mueller, said to the soldiers.

"I'm not leaving, if I want to go, I'll take everyone with me!" In Bahu's memory, he never left his men on the battlefield and fled. This time, he will not be an exception.

It's just that it's too late, they can't leave, and the Ming army quickly rushed over, and while they eliminated the living Warat soldiers, they rushed over and surrounded Bahu.

Bahu looked at all this, and he sighed.

Several Ming soldiers rushed forward, and Bahu's guards stepped forward to fight.

Bahu sighed as he watched his own soldiers being quickly wiped out.

He looked at the swarming Ming army, pulled out his knife, and wiped it at his neck. Blood gushed out quickly, and Bahu stared at a pair of eyes and fell to the ground. The grass on the ground was soaked with his blood, and his eyes were looking at the sky, although it was dark at the moment, he seemed to see the scene of white clouds floating in the blue sky, as if he saw the scene of lying and hugging a girl on this grassland for the first time.

It's just that at this moment, it is already the return of his own life, Bahu's eyes are the battle of swords and swords, and in his ears are bursts of screams and the bombardment of the Ming army's muskets at the escapees!

He died, but his eyes were still wide open. This is a cry from a tiger who will not admit defeat.

When Luo Tian came over later and inspected the battlefield, he saw Bahu's appearance, and Luo Tian also sighed.

"Good general!" Luo Tian said. Luo Tian remembered that when he was in class at the Xiangshan Military Academy, a teacher talked about this Bahu, known as the first tiger general in Warat.

The death of a famous general is a sigh. But what if you don't die? Luo Tian sighed and thought that if Bahu didn't die, then the one who showed off his might under the city of Beijing would be him, not the team of our class teacher!

And at this moment, the team that sneaked up on had already suffered the same fate.

When that Ahal with 500 soldiers quietly came to the mountain where the Miao soldiers were stationed in the second watch, they waited quietly in a mountain col, waiting for the arrival of the third watch, waiting for the attack in front to begin, they could kill from the back and realize the predetermined plan to make the Miao people panic everywhere.

They waited in the quiet of the night, with the sound of bugs in their ears, and they could hear their breathing and heartbeat.

The cold light from the snow-white knife reflected in the night, waiting for the moment to drink blood.

As the fire began to ignite in front of him, Ahal stood up and said loudly, "Get moving!" ”

Everyone stood up, but the sound of muskets and bows and arrows was still mixed and flew towards them.

Hundreds of people lost their lives and hundreds struggled on the ground after this intense attack. Some of those who have lost their lives have their eyes turned to the sky, or they are dead and closed, with a painful look on their faces. They have all kinds of postures, either curled up, or scattered with limbs and heads crooked. And the people who struggled couldn't bear to look at it, most of them were there covering their wounds, howling in pain, but the blood was still gushing out, and many of them couldn't bear the pain, rolling and howling there. There are also people who cover their intestines that are about to flow out and give themselves a knife to end the pain.

Looking at some, Ahal looked iron-blue.

After the first wave of attacks, the attacking army on the opposite side stopped the attack.

Ahar drew his sword and shouted, "Charge, avenge the fallen brethren!" ”

When they gathered and rushed in the direction of the attack in the darkness, the muskets and bows of the other party rang out again.

Under such a dense barrage of bullets and bows, no one was spared.

Ahar was shot through the heart on the spot, and it is estimated that when he got up, he was identified and targeted by the enemy. On the arrow that attacked him, there were two small words, called Fancha, which was the name of the person who shot him, but unfortunately Ahar would not see it.

None of the remaining Warat soldiers could escape this killing.

Because the other side was an army famous for its cavalry and archery, they got the most advanced muskets of the Ming Dynasty.

They are the Jianzhou Jurchen Army. Their strong bow is to shoot eagles in Changbai Mountain all year round, and chase tigers and leopards in the grasslands outside the Guanwai. The strength and accuracy are beyond that of ordinary bows and arrows.

This sneak attack of the Warat army perished.