Chapter 350: Bullets Are the Litmus Test

The night 'color' descended on the earth, a round of crescent moon, I don't know when, has quietly climbed up the hill, from time to time there are clouds drifting by, the moon is like a shy young 'girl', hiding her face in the clouds. //.//

Night Raid! Steal the camp! In many cases, in those romances, in the mouths of storytellers, it seems to be an indispensable means on the battlefield, but the real situation is that if it were not for the special courage of the generals who led the troops, or the situation was quite critical, no general would have thought of this method at every turn.

The vast majority of soldiers in this era suffered from night blindness due to their nutritional structure and living habits, and even the impact of malnutrition, which made it quite difficult to fight at night. Moreover, the dark night of this era is much darker than we imagined, and if you look at space, towards the earth, towards the Asian continent, at night, the whole continent is like the ocean around him, it is pitch black. Occasionally, there are a few bright spots, and that is a few big cities on this continent, like astronauts in the 21st century, at a glance, the ground is brightly lit, and then don't even think about it.

Therefore, Wakda didn't even think about leading the team out and attacking the opponent's camp, the 'life' of the Eight Banners warriors would definitely not be 'wasted' on such a meaningless thing, however, send some stragglers to take advantage of the night 'color' to 'riot' to disturb the noise, but he might as well use this strategy, he didn't believe that in this dark night, the other party dared to kill the camp with a large team.

What he can think of, Zhao Gui can also think of. In the camp of the Fengzi battalion, the front, middle and rear battalions are orderly, patrolling, on duty, and sleeping in the back, each doing its own thing, even if the Tartars don't look at it, and want to take advantage of it in the middle of the night, there will naturally be a corresponding team to meet the battle, as long as the momentum of the Tartars is not to the extent that the whole army needs to be dispatched, then, those who should fight will fight, and those who should sleep will sleep, and they will never be 'chaotic'.

Hu Guang's team is on duty tonight. Unlike their comrades on patrol, the musketeers were placed at sentry posts away from the big 'gate' or the surrounding fences, a distance that would not allow the musketeers, who were slightly inferior in close combat, to be on the front line, and to allow them to quickly enter the battle in the event of a battle.

Since Hu Guang 'revealed' his face in front of the army, most of the people in the army know that there is such a perverted musketeer, the musket is crackling, but when he plays with the knife, he also has a good appearance, and that strength is even more incredible, it is simply a monster.

Although the brothers in his small banner still laughed with him as usual, Hu Guang clearly saw that when these brothers looked at him, there was a trace of other flavor in their eyes. Envy, admiration, appreciation or jealousy, these visions, Hu Guang is not clear, probably, these meanings, all contain a little.

Since you can't divide it, don't divide it, they are all brothers who eat in a pot, and they can't "look the other way" to themselves because they killed the enemy bravely! Hu Guang thought very clearly, what he usually does, then he will continue to do it, although the last time, although it looked like he 'showed' his face, but according to the military merits in the army, it is not much of a big deal. The only thing that could earn a future for himself was to take the head of the thief chieftain, but unfortunately, the great head was taken away by his master, and it did not become a stepping stone for his progress after all.

"If the Tartars come to open meat for Grandpa tonight, it will be cool, and those guys from the horse team during the day will run around and come back from time to time with a few heads, but I will be envious of them!" A brother beside him polished the musket in his hand so brightly that he felt that there was nothing to wipe, and he put the iron fork behind him in front of him, and looked at the iron fork while talking, it seemed that he was too idle to panic.

"What kind of meat is opened, black and black, even if there is a Tartar sent to the 'door', this iron is beaten out, and I don't know where it flies, are you counting it as opening meat, or is it considered courageous?" A soldier with a beard on his face choked the other very unceremoniously, and everyone chuckled.

Shooting people with muskets at night, saying that aiming is pure nonsense, and the instructors also said that in the face of field battles, maintain firepower, and continue to 'shoot' in one direction, this is the correct statement, as for the test of the results, that is after dawn, when the time comes, even if the acquaintance is killed, who can clearly distinguish which musket on the gun on the dead man was shot.

The guy who wants to open meat is called Xiao Hei, everyone calls him that, but as for his big name, few people know it. This guy has always been a pistachio in Xiaoqi, causing trouble 'fine', at this moment, he was so squeezed by the other party, he was a little angry in his heart, his eyes swept around, and he saw Hu Guang who was leaning on and closed his eyes to recuperate, and suddenly had words.

"What kind of courage do you have, am my little black a coward? Our Xiaoqi has Hu Guang, Zhao Zilong, who is seven in and seven out of the enemy, can there still be cowards? Who doesn't know now that the most daring of the musketeers is in our Xiaoqi, this person, I can't afford to lose it! ”

"Go, go, you brag about your, don't catch me!" Hu Guang opened his eyes: "I didn't go in and out seven times, I just came out!" ”

"Don't!" Xiao Hei came over with a hippie smile: "Seriously, Lao Hu, when will you teach the brothers a few hands, your knife brush, play very spirited, the brothers will know this hand, whoever bullies us in the future can't fight in close combat, let's invite them to eat a few knives!" ”

"Yes, yes!" Everyone cheered: "Learn more skills, on the battlefield, you will have a little more confidence in your 'sex' life, Hu Guang, you are hiding it, it's not a thing!" ”

"Oops!" Hu Guang shouted, "We are musketeers, how many times can we use knives, you are the sword and shield bearer in the camp, and the hook gunner is fake!" No matter how powerful my style is, if I am bombarded with a musket, it will still be finished, no need to learn it, no need to learn! ”

"Stingy!" Xiao Hei pouted, he really wanted him to learn, he didn't have to learn it yet, and was about to say something, when suddenly, there was a night owl's chatter outside.

Before he could react, Hu Guang had already picked up the musket placed in front of him and listened attentively to the movement outside.

Seeing his actions, everyone became a little nervous.

"The forests around here have been cut down by us, and if there are any birds calling, it must be Tartar!" Hu Guang looked at everyone's eyes and explained.

"There are really eye-opening people coming to our side!" With Xiaoqi's shout, everyone was excited and nervous, and they all stood up and ran outside.

Their defensive zone was a hundred or so paces away from the western fence, and it was only twenty or thirty paces away from the open tent. At this moment, in front of the fence, there was already a small group of soldiers, gathered there, looking at the grass outside with wide eyes, and the fire behind the fence was also filled with a lot of firewood, and the fire was blazing.

This small group of musketeers rushed forward, and suddenly had a little more confidence on the side of the fence, this night's 'color', it was impossible for them to go out to find traces of the enemy, but the musketeers were different, in a distance of dozens of paces, as long as the other party 'made' a movement, this row of guns would definitely be hit.

"Ma Xiaoqi, is there anyone in front?" Chen Zhong stepped forward and asked, he was a small banner, the leader of the soldiers in front of him, and he was also a small banner, but he asked as a superior.

The establishment of musketeers has always been higher than that of other arms, which is due to the special 'nature' of this class! According to the wartime regulations, even if the other party and him are small flags, on the battlefield, the other party must respect his opinions, and if necessary, he can even control other troops of the same level as himself.

"Chen Xiaoqi, look, the grass over there!" The small flag of the infantry soldier pointed into the darkness, "I didn't hear the sound of horses' hooves, but I heard a few bird calls, but the movement didn't look like a rabbit 'made' something, I suspect that the Tartar got off the horse and 'touched' it!" ”

Hu Guang stood next to Chen Zhong and tried to look ahead, his eyes were good among the crowds, but in the faint moonlight, except for the grass swaying in the wind, he really didn't see any clues.

"Or? Let the brethren fire a few shots to try? Xiaoqi, surnamed Ma, suggested: "If you have the ability, if they are shot and don't scream, I will admit that we are all 'dazzled'!" ”

"This, I didn't see the enemy, 'made' such a big movement, if the patrol camp came, I'm afraid it would be difficult to 'handover' the generation!" Chen Zhong was a little hesitant, as soon as the dozen or so guns rang out, I was afraid that the entire front camp would be alarmed, if the Tartars were found, it would be fine, if nothing was tossed like this, the consequences would ......

"Over there, three guns in a row!" A voice sounded next to him, and everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and suddenly their spirits were lifted, and their waists were 'straight'.

"Thousand households!"

"Let's fight, it's okay!" It was Mu Shi who spoke, as a soldier of the Guangping Army, for his boss's boss, how could these soldiers not know the truth, at least half of the front battalion was the Guangping Army at this moment, and it was normal for Mu Shi to appear here.

"Yes!" With Mu Shi's order, everyone raised their guns without hesitation, fired directly at the grass in front of them.

The gunfire caused a small commotion in the camp behind, but gradually became quiet as the generals reprimanded. The grass outside the fence, except for the projectiles that were 'shot' by the flying, swept away by the brush, there was no movement.

"It's okay, keep on guard!" After waiting for a while, seeing that everything was normal, Mu Shi dropped a sentence and left with a few personal soldiers around him, behind him, Hu Guang looked suspicious, he clearly heard a muffled snort in the gunshot, but it seemed that except for him alone, the other comrades did not hear it, which made him a little suspicious, whether he heard it wrong.

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