The Vietnamese indigenous puppet army who have been 'tired' for many days, the blue ribbon soldiers can finally get a good night's sleep.

There were no more raindrops overhead, and they all nestled in their shabby houses and dreamed. Maybe it's tomorrow, maybe it's the day after tomorrow, and I should be able to lie comfortably in Hue City. This is the national capital of Vietnam, and the entire Vietnamese eunuchs and wealthy families are in it, which family does not have three wives and four concubines, and a house full of maidservants?

A hundred? Three hundred? Or five hundred? You can also share a beauty, right?

And further south of a ruined stronghold, the base camp of the French army, the camp was the same as dead. Blue belts are uncomfortable, and these people are uncomfortable as well. France is not the London of England, and few French people love the continuous rainy days!

To the south of Hue City, the nearest stronghold to Hue, more than 600 Blue Ribbon soldiers are stationed here. At the same time, it is also the residence of Huang Wenqin. In the middle of the night, everyone was asleep and screaming. At the forefront of the stronghold, next to the few campfires lit sporadically, the sleeping Blue Ribbon soldiers could be clearly seen.

Ruan Shan and Gao Mingfu went to work at one o'clock in the morning, and now they are sleeping on the wall of the watchtower. Opposite the watchtower was an open lot, which had been briefly repaired after the rain had stopped in the afternoon, and a large amount of wood and sandbags had been left out, but these were now hidden in the darkness.

Therefore, when small groups of Vietnamese officers and soldiers quietly bypassed the stronghold, even if the muddy ground made their movements not so clean, it did not alarm the stronghold in the slightest.

Vietnamese officers and soldiers were approaching the French base camp. Compared to the previous stronghold, the fortifications here were much stronger, and at least one of them was fairly well-groomed. And the soldiers on duty are quite competent, and in addition to the vassal blue ribbons, there are also authentic French red belts.

Under the rudimentary rain awning, in the fixed fortifications built of sacks, the two muzzles of the guns were always pointed straight ahead, and there were five people in the fortifications, all French soldiers, three soldiers on duty were tightly wrapped in blankets and leaned against the sandbags and fell asleep, and the two vigilant eyes looked intently at the darkness outside the breastwork.

A cold wind blew. Henry, who had been staring at him for half the night, shuddered. The temperature in Indochina is warm, and half a month of rain can also make the wind cool at night.

Henry didn't move, rubbed his hands together, and roasted on the charcoal basin at his feet. Bernard on the side did not put his hands on the rifles, and the two fortifications were always pointed straight at the rifles in front of them, and only one had an owner a moment ago, and the other was huddled under the sack to keep warm.

Now, of course, both rifles have no owner.

With a slight twitch of his ears, Henry, who had just crouched, stood up sharply, and immediately grabbed the rifle beside him with both hands. "Bernard, get up, don't make a fire! I felt like I heard something. ”

"Arise also, arise—"

Henry's cry was heard far away in the night, and the first three dazed French soldiers in the fortifications woke up.

"I guess it's a frog or something...... Bernard's head looked out with a little worry. He really wanted his companion to be wrong. But Henry's ears were notoriously sensitive throughout the company.

Buster stretched comfortably, took off his hat and picked at his short itchy hair, and looked outside, "Hell." Man, it's still early in the morning, I just fell asleep not long ago, you should wake me up again at dawn. ”

"I can't see anything outside...... "Another soldier poked his head into the sack. These regular soldiers of the French army were quite vigilant and would never expose their bodies at will.

The cold wind was wafting in the dark night, and suddenly about thirty meters away from the fortifications, something seemed to be surging in the darkness. The attacking Vietnamese soldiers should have rejoiced that the French did not have flares. A figure dressed in black was in the mud, approaching the fortifications little by little.

He is not alone, his left and right, behind him, there are hundreds of Vietnamese elites. Some of them are the strongest among the soldiers, some are Wu Zhongping's personal soldiers, some are the bodyguards and guards of the magnates in Hue City, and some are directly the personal guards of Emperor Duc.

Just like the Qin Army's Sharp Knife Team, he has received a certain amount of 'experience' from the Qin Army, and he also knows that when he sneaks up, he needs to use an elite force to be the most pioneer. More and more people were revealing their silhouettes in the dark night, all of them holding in their hands the weapons they had in hand—cold weapons.

"Enemy attack!"

In the silent French base camp, a roar with trembling and horror suddenly sounded, countless times sharper than Henry's cry before. Immediately after, a gunshot rang out in the night sky.

A French soldier next to Henry had a pale face, but the rate of fire of the rifle in his hand was not inferior to Henry's. Because in the French army, which still retains a strong atmosphere of the breech gun era, even if the soldiers are afraid, they can shoot without slowness, mechanical shooting. Like the soldiers of the breech gun era, use the power of the weapon in your hand in fear.

The elite of the Vietnamese, under the cover of night, had already rushed towards the fortifications. Rushing out of here, they would be able to open a gap in the breastwork of the French.

"Kill......"

Wu Xuanjia, who led the team, shouted, and thousands of Vietnamese soldiers rushed towards the French base camp and the Blue Belt stronghold in front. They had completely surrounded the stronghold, the place where Huang Wenqin was.

The two camps exploded in an instant, and a crowd turned on their backs. The disheveled French soldiers, armed with belts, rifles, and hats, poured out of the tents like headless flies, the non-commissioned officers and junior officers were screaming hoarsely, and all the other soldiers on night duty were mindlessly shooting indiscriminately into the darkness of the night in the direction they were facing.

The French captain in charge of the night watch in shock at the scene in front of him, the military uniform was not fully dressed, and there was a bed covered with a quilt behind him.

"Bang Bang ......"

In the deafening shouts of killing, several gunshots rang out, which were not noticeable at all. The captain was surprised to find that the fire of the five fortifications was all extinguished at this moment. His mind went blank, and he thought that the defense line of the chest wall had been broken by the Vietnamese!

Several figures flew into a fortification, and the sharp blades instantly stabbed a French soldier who had not yet breathed his breath.

The mournful screams of the soldiers before they died were drowned out by the indiscriminate sound of gunfire and human voices. A large number of Vietnamese soldiers climbed into the breastwork directly south of the French base camp, 100, 200, 300, 500...... The garrison soldiers of the French army, in addition to the blue ribbon soldiers of one or two hundred people, had only one company of French soldiers.

And most importantly - these three hundred men were scattered on all sides and inside the whole base camp! R1152