After returning from Xu Pengju, Chen Dakang has been a little uneasy, this is a battlefield veteran, and he has an instinct for the danger to come.

In addition, he is old, and his sleep is not good, Chen Dakang tosses and turns, but he can't sleep.

When it was time to unite, the uneasy feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger, Chen Dakang couldn't bear it anymore, got up in his clothes, called his own soldiers, and gave the order to go down, and called all the soldiers of the Shenwu Right Guard.

By this time, the soldiers had rested for five or six hours, but they had all regained some of their spirits. Chen Dakang asked all the soldiers to wear mountain clothes and armor to sleep again, put all the weapons at hand, and then arranged the giant shield and axe soldiers outside, and ordered half of the people to rest, and the general people to keep vigil, which was a little relieved.

After arranging these, he was also a little tired, Chen Dakang was about to go back to sleep, when he suddenly felt the earth tremble.

Already an experienced veteran exclaimed: "The enemy has attacked the camp!" ”

Chen Dakang also reacted immediately, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly, and a feeling of anxiety and bad things rose in his heart.

Tonight, the Ming army was tired to death, the defense of the large battalion was the same, and the enemy came out to attack at this time, and the timing was so exquisite.

And judging from the tremor of the earth, there are definitely a lot of enemies who have come to attack the camp, how can these be what those defeated soldiers who have retreated from the Shenwei can do?

There is only one answer - these Jurchen Tartars have already calculated, and they came to attack by taking advantage of the fact that the whole army was tired and defenseless at night after the Ming army crossed the river!

Thinking of this, Chen Dakang couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and there were only two words wandering in his heart - it's over.

The Jurchens are so deliberate, this attack on the camp, I am afraid that the elite will be exhausted, and how can these soldiers of the Ming army who are still sleeping soundly resist it?

At the same time, I was secretly glad in my heart, fortunately I was a little strange tonight, and I was not unprepared.

He took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and ordered loudly: "Pass the order, the giant shield and axe soldiers move to the front line in the north, and lay down three layers of iron walls for defense, and all the soldiers are lined up behind them!" ”

"Yes, sir!" The commander of the Shenwu Right Guard around him responded with a voice, and quickly arranged for people to do it, and after a while, the entire garrison of the Shenwu Right Guard was boiling, and the soldiers had just been woken up, and now they were not asleep.

Chen Dakang asked people to put all the obstacles that could be used, such as wooden fences, in the direction of facing north, and then the giant shield axe soldiers lined up behind, followed by ordinary soldiers who were waiting for the battle.

The camp was built from the south to the north, and the north was really the direction from which the sound of horses' hooves came.

The commander asked in a low voice, "My lord, do you want to notify the other parts?" ”

Chen Dakang shook his head, his face was miserable: "It's too late!" If we can take care of ourselves, that's a blessing! ”

As Chen Dakang said, now, it's too late.

The speed of the cavalry charge was so fast, it was only a dozen breaths, and it was already outside the main camp.

Without the earthen wall and the obstacle of the ditch, the Jurchen army did not need to stop at all, but directly broke through the low fence with its horses, and scattered the more symbolic fence. With the kidnapping horse as the vanguard, the 15,000 armored cavalry was like a sharp and heavy giant axe, and it was fiercely chopped into the camp of the Ming army.

The battle that followed was more of a massacre than a battle.

The kidnappers and horses overturned the tent, and before the Ming army, which had just been awakened, could slow down, they saw a huge axe or a mace covered with hideous steel thorns smash down with their sleepy eyes. Most of them were still shirtless, and it was best to describe them as defenseless, instinctively raising their arms to resist, but their arms were smashed, and then the mace fell on their heads, and the brains were splashed with blood, like a watermelon that had been trampled on.

Stationed in the north are the border troops of the three generals under the command of the governor of Nuergan, but these elite soldiers have also lost the wind after years of fierce battles with the Jurchens in the north and south of the Songhua River, but at this time they were slaughtered like pigs and sheep.

The role of the heavy cavalry is more to charge and tear than to kill, they tear apart the enemy's array, and in the battle of the cold weapon era that relies on the strength of tens of thousands of people to win, the soldiers who have lost the array formation are the lambs to the slaughter.

These heavy cavalry killed people only by hand, and they roared like a violent gust of wind, destroying one tent after another, and rushing out hundreds of meters in an instant.

More Ming soldiers were not killed, but were swept to the ground, trampled alive by bowl-sized hooves wrapped in horseshoes.

These people should envy their robes that died under the Xishen Acropolis, at least they caused some casualties to the Jurchens, and their current deaths are purely due to the mistakes of the commander. A valiant warrior, not to die in battle, but in this way, is an out-and-out disgrace!

The charge of the Jurchen Iron Cavalry continued.

At this time, if you can look down from the sky, you can find that in the middle of these white tents in the Ming army camp, tens of thousands of Jurchen iron horsemen are like an extremely sharp pitch-black spear, fiercely inserted into its deepest part.

At this time, the entire Ming army camp has been completely messed up, and after being extremely tired, it is easy to fall into a deep sleep, and after being awakened in sleep, there is a considerable period of confusion. Some of the Ming soldiers thought they were dreaming after being woken up, while some were putting on their clothes indiscriminately and rushing out with the swords in hand, and countless Ming soldiers were scurrying around like headless flies.

The 30,000 light cavalry led by Amin fought all the way along the road where the armored cavalry rushed out, and Amin kept giving orders, and these light cavalry kept stretching their bows and arrows on their horses, shooting at the left and right sides. They didn't pay attention to precision at all, they just pursued speed, and when they drew an arrow from their back quiver, they shot it out, and then they drew and shot again, and their arms were like clockwork.

In just a few moments, everyone had already shot at least five arrows.

There were more than 100,000 people living in such a small camp, and the density was outrageous, and their big arrows did not worry about missing anyone at all, as long as they shot out, they would definitely be captured, as evidenced by the continuous screams from both sides.

And there are also a large number of rockets mixed in, the tents, fences, etc. in the camp are flammable, a rocket shot out, immediately ignited the tent, and suddenly rose up a fire, like a huge torch, the camp is brightly lit. The soldiers in the tent didn't have time to escape, but they were burned to death inside, and let out terrible screams.

The sound of shouting and killing, the sound of horses' hooves, the sound of sharp arrows breaking through the air, the sound of burning and plucking, and the screams of countless people before dying, weave into a tragic symphony, which constantly reverberates in this land.

After the soldiers of the Ming army got up, all they saw were blood and fire, and all they heard in their ears were such sounds, and their ignorant brains finally could no longer bear this kind of stimulation.

As soon as a Ming soldier got up, he was nailed through the shoulder by a stray arrow from nowhere, he let out a terrible scream, and his head was in chaos, like a pot of boiling porridge, he suddenly pulled out the steel knife next to the pillow and slashed viciously at the robe next to him.

The soldier had one of his arms cut off, and with a roar, he also swung his knife and slashed indiscriminately.

The chaotic slaughter soon spread to the entire tent, and the people in each tent were slashing at each other, and there was no longer these robes in their eyes, and there was only one thought in their minds - kill! Kill! Kill!

The killing continued to spread to the periphery, and countless soldiers joined in, I don't know how many soldiers, hundreds, or thousands, were killing each other.

The most terrible thing in the army in the era of cold weapons, the camp roar, happened.

The situation of the camp is similar to that of the supervisor, and the camp rules in the ancient Chinese military camps were strict, not to mention shouting loudly, and even spreading rumors was in danger of life. Moreover, the barracks are an authentic place of slaughter, and the traditional Chinese military regulations have the so-called "17 articles and 54 beheadings", and those who serve as soldiers are all worried about it, and the mental depression after years can be imagined. On the other hand, the traditional army is very dark, with officers wantonly oppressing soldiers, veterans ganging up to oppress recruits, and military personnel forming gangs and factions fighting openly and secretly, and contradictions have accumulated year after year, all relying on military discipline and bullets. Especially before the war, everyone's life and death were uncertain, and they didn't know when they would return to the West, and their spirits at this time were on the verge of collapse.

The initial cause of the camp roar was very simple, it may have been just a soldier's nightmare screaming, so everyone was infected with this hysterical and crazy atmosphere, completely getting rid of the shackles of military discipline and venting frantically. Some clear-headed guys began to copy up the guys to repay grievances, revenge, because many of the soldiers relied on the relationship of their fellow villagers to form gangs, so they began to fight, at this time those officers who usually oppressed the soldiers became the number one target, in the chaos everyone was settling their own accounts, and those who should repay their debts could not run.

There have been many night terrors in the ancient Chinese army, that is, "camp howls", which are not uncommon to be seen repeatedly in the pen. The earliest Yingxiao recorded in the annals of history was in the war between the Eastern Han Dynasty and the Western Qiang, which was recorded in the "Tongjian Chronicle".

The harm of camp roaring is extremely great, not only because there are many deaths, but also because it hurts morale, and if it is used by people in silence, it is even more terrible. Therefore, in all dynasties, strict military discipline is the primary method to prevent camp roaring. Until the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, there were laws that strictly punished the initiators of the camp.

The last time the Ming Dynasty had a camp roar, it was in the twelfth year of Zhengde, when Gu Dayong guarded Datong and treated the soldiers harshly, which caused the camp roar.

And this time, due to extreme exhaustion, the fear and irritability after witnessing the bloody battle under the Xishen Acropolis, and the sneak attack of the Jurchens as an opportunity, finally triggered a large-scale camp roar.

Countless Ming soldiers let out a heart-rending roar, this kind of cry is not like a human can make, but like a wild beast's crazy roar before death, quickly infected, at this moment I don't know how many people roared loudly, crazy slashing and slashing.

Even those Jurchen cavalry who sneaked up on him were also taken aback, but Amin was well-informed, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw that his sneak attack had caused the camp roar of the Ming army. yelled: "Don't care, don't care, kill!" ”

With his order, another ** rain of arrows shot over.

The blood flowing everywhere, the severed arms and stumps flying everywhere, the sky-high fire, the soldiers who killed wildly, the feathered arrows that rained down, when Xu Pengju was surrounded by a cadre of cavalry and walked out of the big tent, what he saw was such a scene of purgatory like the sky collapsing.

"Duo!" A thick feather arrow shot straight at him, and the soldiers around him were quick with their eyes, and with a knock on the back of the saber in their hands, the arrow flew away.

Although it was not injured, Xu Pengju was still so frightened that his face turned pale, his whole body trembled, and he suddenly felt a heat in his crotch, which turned out to be so frightened that he urinated.

His irascibness, his murderous violentness, his composure were all based on his own security and absolute power, and at the present time, when the army was in disarray, and there were enemies on all sides, his true colors were revealed—and he was nothing more than a cowardly, cowardly, incompetent, arrogant man.

He was pulled out of the pile of fat powder, and he had been fighting with a few maids for two hours last night, and he had eaten a lot of pills, and he had just fallen asleep.

The momentum of the Jurchen Iron Cavalry's charge was simply irresistible, and at this moment it had already rushed to the vicinity of the Shuai tent located in the center. Another wave of arrows rained down, and the pro-soldiers hurriedly protected Xu Pengju, and several feather arrows were knocked away and inserted into the ground nearby, causing a scream from several maids dressed as pro-soldiers.

"What to do? What to do? Xu An, what should I do? Xu Pengju was completely out of order, pulling Xu An's sleeve and asking vigorously.

Xu An was born in the family of the Duke of Wei, and he once led the army with his old husband to fight in all directions, and he naturally knew that the most important thing to do at this time was to gather soldiers and contend with these Jurchens. But he was loyal to Xu Pengju, and out of consideration for Xu Pengju's safety, leaving here was the best choice.

As soon as he said his thoughts, Xu Pengju said without hesitation: "Do you need to say this?" Come on! Come on! If you go late, you can't leave. ”

"Yes, sir!" Xu An immediately organized the three thousand generals of the Wei Mansion, the Wei Mansion has been a first-class wealthy family in the Ming Dynasty for generations, and the background is extremely profound, there are 8,000 elite generals, and Xu Peng brought 3,000 to the expedition this time. They were located in the center of the entire battalion, and they were not affected at all, and they were all on horseback when they marched, and their physical strength was also very well preserved.

Three thousand elite cavalrymen dressed in rotten silver plate armor and wearing red cloaks surrounded Xu Pengju and frantically beat horses to the east—there were no Jurchens there.

But there, it was the camp of the Ming army.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

The generals of the Wei Mansion shouted loudly, but were stopped by the soldiers of Yingxiao, who could no longer distinguish who the enemy was, and actually raised their knives to kill them. The generals looked a little hesitant, after all, they were all robes stirring rice in a horse spoon!

"What are you doing? Kill, kill! Xu Pengju's shout made them make up their minds, brandished their swords, and slashed at the Ming soldiers in front of them.

Fight your way out of the chaos in the army.

Facts have proved that although Fortitude has estimated Xu Pengju to be incompetent enough, he still overestimates him, and in the face of the predicament, this marshal chose not to lead the elite cavalry to kill the enemy bravely to regroup or directly to the empty Jurchen camp, but to flee directly. He even did not hesitate to carve a way out of his own people.

The butcher's knife slashed at the robe.

"Lord Amin, look!" A lieutenant pointed to the distance and said loudly, Amin looked in the direction he was pointing, and saw the extremely well-equipped cavalry wearing rotten silver plate armor, wearing a bright red cloak, and even the mounts were wearing cotton armor.

How could he not have guessed what had happened?

Amin was overjoyed, and said in his heart that this Xu Dashuai would really help!

He shouted loudly: "Everyone shouts with me, the commander of the Ming army has fled!" ”

The people around were stunned for a moment, and then shouted in unison: "The commander of the Ming army has fled!" ”

Countless Jurchen cavalry shouted together: "The commander of the Ming army has fled!" Escaped! Escaped! ”

"The handsome escaped?" Chen Dakang turned around in astonishment, looked in the direction where the voice came from, and under the reflection of the firelight, he saw that a large red cloak disappeared from sight.

Chen Dakang smiled bitterly and muttered to himself: "I should have thought of it, I should have thought of it a long time ago!" This gentleman has ruined the Northern Expeditionary Army! ”

"My lord, what should we do?" The commander next to him had white gauze tied to his arm, faintly showing blood, and asked Chen Dakang urgently.

The irresistible Jurchen cavalry, led by the kidnapping horse, had already crossed the entire camp from south to north, and after penetrating the entire camp, they made a big bend on the side of the camp and killed it again!

This is the usual trick of the nomadic cavalry, constantly interspersed, constantly tearing, completely tearing apart the enemy's formation, and then random slaughter.

The right guard of Shenwu was not on the assault line of the Jurchen cavalry, but was splashed twice by the rain of arrows, killing and wounding about more than 100 people. Seeing the purgatory-like scene outside, everyone in the Shenwu Right Guard felt lucky, if they hadn't woken up early, they were afraid that they would have killed each other unconsciously now!

"What should I do?" Chen Dakang pondered for a moment and gritted his teeth: "Let's go, let's go too!" ”

"Let's go?" The commander opened his mouth wide: "Escape from the battle, but you want to kill your head!" ”

(To be continued)