Qiming 1158

Chapter 31 Night Attack

Can't see the moon tonight.

Is it the so-called Moon Black Wind High Killing Night?
On the hurried march, Su Yonglin thought wickedly.

Thinking like this, Su Yonglin couldn't help but think of when he was young and lived the life of a young master more than ten years ago.

At that time, every night when the moon was beautiful, grandfather Su Dingguang would take his family to admire the moon in the yard.

There are tables and chairs in the yard, as well as tea and refreshments of various colors. The servants are serving them. The family only needs to sit on the chairs and enjoy the moon, talk about poetry and songs, and live the life they yearn for.

Thinking about it now, at that time, Su Yonglin really wanted to live like that for the rest of his life.

He wanted to be a young man who lived a prosperous life all his life, married a lady who knew the book and was courteous, took a few concubines, and lived and dreamed to enjoy the glory and riches of the world, and died peacefully before the collapse of the Southern Song Dynasty.

It's just that he overestimated his shamelessness.

After seeing the suffering in the world, he could no longer look directly at his own good life.

He just felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, as if he was stuck in his throat, he was in great pain, and he lost sleep for a long time.

But now, he has given up a good life, and invested all his family wealth into the great cause of rebellion, rushing to attack the strong enemy in the starry night, enduring physical exhaustion, but spiritually very satisfied.

He felt like he was doing something really worth his while.

He feels that everything he does is very meaningful and makes the world a better place.

Taking a deep breath, Su Yonglin quickened the pace of action.

However, Tiangong is not beautiful, and in the middle of the march, there was a light rain.

The rain was not big, it was just the spring rain that moisturised everything, but this rain brought some difficulties to the march.

The road was slippery and difficult to walk, and the already difficult night march was even more difficult.

But Su Yonglin didn't waver in the slightest. Faced with the situation that people kept falling, he insisted on continuing to act.

"Rain is really troublesome for us, but it is also the best cover for a night attack! Never give up halfway, keep going!"

With an order, Su Yonglin ran faster and set an example.

So the whole team followed him and continued to move forward, and no one was left behind from beginning to end.

The Jinren set up the Zhenfang Mengan camp near Changren Town with [-] soldiers of the Zhenfang Army. The leader of the Zhenfang Qianhuguan Siwa accompanied the defense envoy An Zhen to Zhaojiazhuang for a banquet early in the morning. did not come back.

But the soldiers in the fortification camp are used to it.

These officials are all arrogant and extravagant representatives. They are proficient in eating, drinking and gambling, but they don’t know what practical things they can do.

Siwa's background is not good, but there is a relative from a good background in the family, so he has arranged a position in the prevention and control of thousands of households.

The status of the military officers in Zhenfang Meng'an is relatively low, and it takes two to 30 years to get a formal low-level military position, but as long as you work until you retire, you don't have to worry about it in this life.

This guy is obese, he is more like an old fire head of the fire head battalion than a thousand-household defense officer. He doesn't know how to lead troops, and he is better at drinking and gambling.

Of course, he also likes to go to the county town to eat flower wine. He goes there for a few days and nights, so it is normal for the soldiers in the town defense camp to not see people for a few days and nights.

This is what the officers do. The so-called upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked. The soldiers also learn to eat, drink, prostitute, and gamble with the officers.

The big martial arts performance the year before last made the town defense troops in Yizhou lose face, but fortunately, the inspection officials just pretended to be able to scold them without hurting or itching, and they were done.

As long as they have some money on them, they will go to the county town to have fun, instead of staying in the military camp.

After Siwa left this morning, more than 100 soldiers also ran to the county town in groups to play.

But in the afternoon, as the evening approached, some people began to feel that something was wrong.

Because none of the people who went to the county seat in the morning have come back so far, although there are usually overnight stays, but few.

Most of them would go back to sleep in the barracks because they didn't have the money to stay overnight, and the more than 100 people who didn't think about it all stayed in the county town and didn't come back.

Wait, wait, wait until it gets dark, and no one comes back. A hundred household officials who stayed at the barracks felt that there was a problem, so they sent someone to the county town with the token issued by the barracks to see what was going on.

But the group never came back after they left.

No matter what the left-behind officials thought, they felt that something was wrong. After hesitating again and again, he still felt that he should personally take some people to the county seat to see what was wrong.

Before leaving, Siwa told him to be optimistic about the army. If there was a problem, Siwa would come back and ask the guilt. He really couldn't afford it.

As soon as I got out of the barracks, I found that it was raining outside.

When it rains, the situation will be different. Maybe the guys decided to spend the night in the county town because of the rain, instead of coming back.

Well, this explanation makes perfect sense.

"It's time to come back tomorrow when the rain stops, right?"

Hundred Household Officials muttered to themselves.

Then he instructed his subordinates to step up their vigilance, send more people to watch at night, guard watchtowers, close the camp gates, etc. After instructing himself, he went back to the barracks to sleep.

He didn't care to arrange night patrols, his subordinates didn't care to listen, and of course the executive officers and soldiers didn't care to perfunctory.

When it rains, who likes to walk around outside the house in the rain?

Spring nights are still a little cold, especially rainy nights. Standing on the observation deck will never have a good experience.

As soon as the cold wind blew, the rain was carried by the wind to his face, and the heat on his face was quickly taken away.

If you are unlucky, the cold wind wraps in the freezing rain and drills into your neck, and the feeling of penetrating cold is absolutely sour.

For the night duty on the watchtower, the soldiers felt that it was the most unfortunate thing, and generally used gambling to decide which unlucky person was in charge of the watchtower's vigil tonight.

There are a total of twelve watchtowers, but there are often not twelve people willing to work at night. At most, four or five unlucky ones are determined by gambling, and they are almost dealt with.

Anyway, since it's been a long time, no one will think that something will happen at night.

More so since that pesky barking dog was killed for meat.

After a bout of intense gambling, the four hapless were assigned to watchtower night duties.

So the four unlucky bastards wore ponchos, took up crossbows, and armed with waist knives, and went to watch the night.

It is said that it is night duty, but for such a bitter errand, it is always necessary to prepare a little, such as bringing some wine up, the cold wind is blowing, and drinking some wine to warm the body is also human nature.

When you drink and drink, people float up, and once people float up, they can't do normal things.

So when the soldiers of the Rebel Army, led by Su Yonglin, stalked outside the Zhenfang Army Camp, the soldiers on the watchtower were either floating or falling asleep, and they didn't find the Rebel Army quietly approaching under the rain curtain...

The rain is still falling, the wind is still blowing, and this spring night has become a bit chilly.

A soldier was woken up by the urine, and unhappily got out of the bed, lit a dim oil lamp, and left the barracks to relieve himself by the dim light.

After exiting the gate of the barracks, a gust of cold wind made him shiver. He quickly put the oil lamp in the corner, leaned against the wall, untied the shackles around his waist, and happily began to pour water.

The watering process was a pleasure.

With the increase in the amount of water released, the feeling of pressure in the abdomen almost disappeared without a trace.

Although the process was short, it was very enjoyable.

After enjoying it, he shook his body happily, put on his trousers, bent over to pick up the oil lamp, and then turned around.

A shadow stood behind him blocking his path.

Taking a closer look through the dim light, it turned out to be a person.

This man was holding a steel knife with a cold light in his hand. Something seemed to be dripping from the tip of the knife. I didn't know if it was the rain in the cold night or some other liquid.

In the next instant, the blade of this steel knife came towards his neck.

With his reaction speed, he only had time to open his mouth, and before the throat vibrated to make a sound, the process was completely interrupted.

He was stabbed in the throat.

He covered his neck, made a "drinking" sound, twisted strangely for a few seconds, then fell to his knees on the ground, then turned his back to the ground and smashed into the puddle under him.

When the person died, his body still shook for a while, and finally there was no movement.

The oil lamp that fell to the ground rolled a few times, rolled into the rain curtain, and soon went out under the ravages of wind and rain.

Su Yonglin hacked to death a golden soldier with his own hands, wiped the blood splattered on his face, spat a mouthful of blood, and let out a sigh of relief.

Beside him, a large number of Rebel soldiers rushed into the barracks of the Jin Army soldiers with knives, and slashed.

Sharp shouts soon sounded, and fierce shouts of killing sounded. The entire barracks was like a frying pan, and a voice that could almost tear his throat rang out in all directions of Su Yonglin.

But that's only for a short period of time.

Soon, the barracks returned to silence.

Standing under the eaves of the barracks, Su Yonglin felt that the noise in his ears gradually merged into the quiet rainy night, as if absorbed by the rain, and disappeared cleanly.

In the end, only the sound of dripping raindrops remained.

The night raid is over.

(End of this chapter)