This night, for Yue Tuo and the entire tribe of the Horqin grassland, is a nightmare that will never be forgotten.

They believe that after a long march, the Phoenix Legion rushed to build a military camp after arriving in Chagantehao City, and was attacked by tribal warriors, and bombarded the fortified city, all kinds of tosses, the soldiers were already exhausted, the combat power declined, and the fighting spirit was not too high, and they occupied the right time and place, and the probability of success in the night attack and breaking the camp was quite high, so they were full of confidence in this battle, and it depended on who broke the camp first and grabbed the musket and artillery.

The night is dark and the stars are sparse, the prairie is pitch black, the attacking troops have entered the designated area according to the battle plan and are on standby, carefully selected, and the 10,000 tribal warriors who are recuperating as a death commando are sneaking to the military camp of the Phoenix Legion from the front and the left and right wings, the closer they are to the military camp of the Phoenix Legion, the greater the chance of breaking the camp.

A few terrible howls of pain suddenly sounded in the darkness, piercing the silent night, and someone stepped on the trap planted by the Phoenix Legion.

The piercing sound of bamboo whistles sounded from inside the camp, first a few, and then resounded, resounding throughout the barracks, the originally dark barracks were lit up with clusters of fire, groups of soldiers rushed out of the tents, and the camp was full of flashing figures, chaotic.

In fact, the soldiers of the Phoenix Legion have already received targeted training, and they have also suffered from the night attack of the Jin Army before, and they have already had experience in dealing with it, and the entire barracks seems to be in chaos, in fact, under the shouting command of the junior officers, the soldiers quickly lined up and stood by.

"Kill."

Outside the camp, the tribal warriors who failed in the sneak attack let out an earth-shattering roar and charged, waving the weapons in their hands and charging, however, while running, some soldiers suddenly fell down with a scream, they all stepped on the trap, they couldn't see clearly at night, and their vision could not reach far, whether it was the attacker or the defender, it had a serious impact.

Behind the civil barracks, the soldiers of the Phoenix Legion have lined up, they are the first team responsible for the night, they are leaning against the camp fence to rest, the screams are the military situation, the bamboo whistle is the order, they only need to stand up with muskets, line up and be able to quickly enter the battle.

"Listen to me, the first platoon prepares, one, two, three, shoot."

With the command of the junior officer, the soldiers in the first row hooked the board machine, and then quickly stepped back and loaded the ammunition, and the soldiers in the second and third rows each took two steps forward.

At the same time as the platoon guns rang out, some grenadiers lit torches and threw them out of the battalion, occasionally mixed with two or three bitter acid thunderbolts, exploding a cluster of brilliant firelight in the dark, the soldiers in front of the formation observed the front by the flash of the firelight, and saw countless figures surging like a flood without embankment, and couldn't help but be frightened.

All the soldiers of the Phoenix Legion knew in their hearts that once the Jin army broke through the fence defense, what awaited them would be the tragic fate of being slaughtered, and all of them were under the command of the officer's shout, desperately hooking the board machine, desperately loading ammunition, advancing or retreating, shooting, repeating this familiar and boring action over and over again.

Subsequently, the various Francophone guns on the artillery position also roared one after another, and one after another flowering shells roared out, smashed down on the grass, and exploded a brilliant and dazzling fire, some of which fell on the uninhabited open space, only lifting the turf away, and some fell in the dense crowd, blowing down a large number of people.

The officers and soldiers commanding in front of the battle took advantage of the moment of the fire generated by the explosion of the cannonballs to see clearly the enemy who was charging frantically on the opposite side, and their hearts were relieved, and the roar of killing shook the sky.

Because the field of vision could not reach far, there were still many tribal warriors who rushed close, jumped into the trench, and safely avoided the bombardment of the platoon of guns, but the trench was wide and deep, and it was impossible to jump over, nor could it climb up in time, and it was necessary to take a human ladder to climb up, and the archers used the cover of the trench to shoot arrows, although they caused some casualties to the soldiers of the Phoenix Legion, but the arrows were pitifully few, and they could not suppress the soldiers of the Phoenix Legion who fired guns.

The grenadiers in the barracks threw out flashing sparks of thunder, drew arcs in mid-air, fell into the trenches, and exploded into clusters of fire, and also blew the tribal warriors in the trenches into flesh and blood, and the screams were endless.

Although the charging tribal warriors were shot down by the dense rain of bullets and blown up by the explosion of thunder, there were still a few lucky ones who managed to climb over the trench and rush to the camp fence built of civil engineering, but their luck ended there, either they were blown up by the thunderbolts thrown out, or they were shot by snipers lying on top of the wooden shed, piled up behind the fortifications.

In the early stage of the development of muskets, rainy weather is the most powerful enemy, in order to prevent God from suddenly changing his face and raining, and the fire is about to be damp and invalid, the logistics auxiliary soldiers were ordered to build a row of wooden sheds higher than the camp fence behind the civil engineering barracks, with stumps as pillars, planks on them, and then a layer of moisture-proof oiled paper and oilcloth on them, and then a thin layer of soil to flatten them, and then a layer of planks to lay them, and pile them up into a simple fortification with sand bags, and the soldiers stood on the top and fired to build a two-layer firepower network, and the snipers could also lie on it and shoot cold guns. Bombardiers can also condescendingly throw thunderbolts.

There were a few lucky tribal warriors who climbed the fence, but were knocked down by the soldiers behind the camp fence with the butt of their guns, or stabbed by the extremely sharp white wax pole spear, Zhu Jian transferred 3,000 white pole soldiers from Qin Liangyu's white pole army to supplement Lu Hongniang's Phoenix Legion, Qin Liangyu in order to improve the relationship with Lu Hongniang, the 3,000 soldiers drawn out are all elite veterans who have experienced a hundred battles, and the white pole soldiers are good at close combat, and the combat is fierce and tenacious, this time just comes in handy.

Boom Boom Boom ......

In order to block the follow-up troops of the Jin Army's crazy attack and reduce the pressure on the front-line troops, the artillery lowered the elevation angle of the Franc cannon, fired wildly, and built a fire net, the tribal warriors who charged like a tide had to pay some price to rush through this death blockade, and then they could face the second death blockade built by a more dense rain of bullets, and the vast majority of the tribal warriors fell on the way to charge under the dense rain of bullets, and the rumbling guns could not hide the miserable and painful howls.

In these years, the musket is not very powerful, as long as it does not hit the vital point, it will not die on the spot, most of them are injured, lying on the grass and struggling and howling, waiting for the rescue of their companions, although they are only injured, but if they are not treated in time, they will also die of excessive blood loss.

Although the Jin army had a companion Langzhong to treat the wounded, but did not follow the medical soldiers in the combat unit, the wounded soldiers all relied on their good brothers to carry down the line of fire, so it was possible to get treatment from the military Langzhong, but now is the time to charge with all their strength, and it is a night when the vision is not clear, and the wounded soldiers who lie on the ground and struggle to save are basically ignored.

Moreover, even if it is carried down in time for treatment, in terms of today's medical technology that can kill people with cold and flu, gunshot wounds are serious injuries, lead bullets hit the human body, fragments stuck in the flesh, and lead is poisonous, to carry out surgery to remove the broken lead bullets, the difficulty can be imagined, plus there are many wounded soldiers, how can there be so much time to rescue ordinary soldiers, the priority to rescue are nobles, officers and those armored warriors, and furthermore, even if the operation is performed to remove the fragments, it is still unknown whether they can survive the ghost gate.

Although the concept of disinfection has been spread to the outside of the customs, but basically no one cares about this matter in Langzhong outside the customs, even if it is noticed, it is useless, there is no disinfectant, and I don't know that the so-called disinfectant is actually just a liquor with a high alcohol content, therefore, the wounded soldiers who have not undergone disinfection treatment, most of them can not survive, because of the inflammation of the wound, suffering from sepsis and hanging up, only a few lucky people survive, but most of them also end up disabled, these are things after the fact.

The fierce battle continued, the rumbling of guns and the earth-shattering roar mingled together, and the fire from the explosion of cannonballs and thunderbolts was dazzling in the dark night.