In front of him, just under his nose, he was actually in a yawning step armor in the sound of 'ah~', and he was about to fall asleep.

The Tartar Niu Lu who was patrolling the night was really rich and Cha Heng, and his heart was inexplicably on fire.

After raising the whip on his right hand, he was whipped with a heavy blow.

Even if that step armor is actually wearing a cotton armor with iron on his body now, Fu Chaheng, who was furious, greeted him with an unprotected head and face.

In the blink of an eye, several obvious blood marks were drawn on the other party's face.

While slapping his subordinates, Fu Chaheng's mouth was also scolding: "What time is it now, don't you know?"

Cheer me up and shoot a rocket every once in a while; If Nikan sneaks in, even if Nikan doesn't kill you, I'll cut off your head afterwards. ”

In the tone, this Tartar's Niu Lu is really very powerful.

Saying! If in the entire army of Tartars, it is counted in this aspect of high mental tension.

If the third-class viscount Baiyin Tu is ranked first, then this Fu Chaheng can be ranked second even if he is not tied for first place.

The reason is very simple, the two of them suffered the most losses in Suifengdun.

The former Baiyintu was plundered by the army, and his subordinates actually suffered such heavy casualties, and after returning home, I am afraid that there will not be much good fruit to eat in Huangtai and there.

The future of the designation will be greatly affected.

The latter's words, just thinking that after going back this time, almost half of the people in Niu Lu had to hold funerals at home, and his skull hurt terribly.

For a while, I didn't know how to face it, the family members of those who died in battle.

The problem is that they never thought about it, why did this happen? If they stay at home and do not enter the customs and rob them, will this happen?

All tragedies are self-inflicted and do not deserve any sympathy.

And after feeling the crazy harassment tonight, almost half a night, Fu Chaheng, a Tartar, was in an extremely tense spirit.

The adjective "Rumour" can be perfectly applied to him.

Now the trees around the camp shook a little bit and the thing was full of spirits.

Under this tremendous psychological pressure, he happened to see the dozing subordinate; Suddenly the emotions that were suppressed to the extreme, that is, they exploded a little uncontrollably.

Wielding a whip, he whipped the other party hard.

After being beaten, the unlucky vest looked at his own adult, like a wild boar in heat, and he didn't dare to say anything.

Hurriedly took a rocket made of cotton wrapped in a little fire oil at the position of the arrow, and lit it on the torch.

Lazily pulled his bowstring and shot out into the darkness of the night outside the camp.

He had done this many times before, and one of the purposes of doing this was nothing more than to find those Nikans who had appeared sneakily in the night when the camp's firelight could not shine.

It was only after most of the night that a number of arrows were fired in a row and nothing was found.

This one of the Tartars' armour, he was already strongly convinced that those Nikans would not come at all.

For this reason, this Tartar, who had just been beaten, was a little indignant in his heart at this moment, and secretly scolded:

"Fu Chaheng, you waste, coward, ...... in the mountains and forests"

The scolding in the heart of this tartar stopped only halfway through the scolding.

It was the not-so-bright light of the burning cotton ball on the rocket, which pierced the night outside the camp in the air, and he saw this scene in horror before his eyes:

A head-high wooden wall was slowly approaching their camp.

There is no doubt that it was the Nikans who he thought would never appear, and who had fled before dawn, actually killed them in such a short time before dawn.

And it's not much away from the camp.

The next second later, in almost every direction in the Tartar camp, there was one, if not more, terrible voices at the same time:

"Oh no, Nikan is here......"

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In addition to the strong attack on the front of the Tartar camp, Hu Biao and the others also arranged thirty or fifty people in each direction, holding a large wooden shield in their hands to carry out a feint. qqxsnew

If possible, they also need to set some carts on fire with DIY incendiary canisters that they urgently made in their hands.

In addition to creating more panic on the Tartar side and restraining their forces, there is also a purpose, that is, to provide more light sources for those soldiers and civilians who are night blind.

So, in the dark of night.

The Tartars, who were guarding the chariot formation in all four directions of the camp, could all see a large wooden shield like a wooden wall for a while, and they were currently moving towards them.

There are traces of opponents everywhere, and it is simply impossible to distinguish the main direction of attack of Hu Biao and others.

Or, in other words, they now see that everywhere is the main direction of attack; I thought I was surrounded by at least several times as many enemies, and I launched an attack.

In the panic of the Tartars, the voices of Bai Yintu and Fu Chaheng were also full of panic and panic.

But it also sounded in time, so that the other Tartars had a backbone:

"When the enemy attacked, everyone immediately prepared for battle, approaching the nearest line of defense of the car formation, paying attention to strictly guarding the car formation, and never rushing out to fight with the Nikans.

Also, look at those Nikan people, and kill all those who are riotous~"

In the midst of such panicked orders, many of the Tartars, who slept in armor but were already extremely tired, could only get up in a hurry.

With the weapon at hand, he rushed out of the tent in a trance.

In a short period of time, there is no doubt that the reaction power will be much slower.

But anyway, the thing like 'Nikan is coming' is like saying too much about the lie of 'the wolf is coming'.

Or maybe some tartars, really tired after a night of tossing; In the midst of such a noisy sound, many of the tartars did not move, still snoring loudly, and continued to sleep.

Seeing this, the colleagues around them had to push them hard again.

For a while, it was a waste of more time.

Boy! Anyway, under the sudden attack, the Tartars in the entire camp reacted a little messy.

It seems that Hu Biao's previous harassment tactics have achieved quite good results.

It should be noted that at such a time, the captured people did not take advantage of this opportunity to mobilize, as the Tartars feared.

and those Nikans outside, came to a union with the inside and outside.

The real reason, because the sharp brother lurking among them said that the best time has not yet come, and everyone must continue to stay well.

When is the time? Just wait for his orders with peace of mind.

So at this time, although they haven't started yet, they are definitely not afraid of anything in their squatting action holding their brains.

Rather, they were worried that the Tartars would find out that their hearts were full of hope because of the intense excitement that shone brightly......

When I heard in the Tartar camp, there was a rather intense, but incomprehensible Manchu language; Hu Biao didn't know, which meant that their whereabouts had been discovered.

Next, they need to rush through quickly and in an orderly manner.

With such a thought, Hu Biao opened his throat and shouted: "Everyone pay attention, prepare to run, one, two, one; One, two, one~"

After the order to 'get ready' was issued, everyone who had been told early in the morning just took steps and ran.

At the same time, they were also following Hu Biao's horn in their mouths, shouting 'one, two, one' together, and the steps under their feet also matched the rhythm of the horn.

For a while, the footsteps that sounded in front of the Tartar position actually became uniform and full of oppressive force.

Hu Biao: The reason why they did this is that there is no way to do it.

According to the experience summed up in the last night raid, it is shown that if everyone is allowed to spread their legs and run; Because everyone's speed is different, the formation will mess you up in the blink of an eye.

In such a situation, even after rushing over, there is no way to open the Tartar defense as soon as possible.

On the contrary, because of the scattered formation, more casualties were killed and injured in the rain of arrows.

So in desperation, we could only use this method that looked funny, and even during the day, everyone took the time to practice for a morning.

The subject of practice is how to control the length and frequency of your steps in this kind of 'one-two-one' number.

Despite practice, they tend to run up to 200 metres before the formation is thrown into disarray.

However, the result will be much better than rushing up in a swarm.

And so, in the eyes of the Tartars, there was a scene of a wooden wall that was still neat for the time being approaching in the midst of a loud and uniform trumpet.

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