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Chapter 161 Night Attack
"Aim for those wearing white armor! That's Ba Yala, the elite of the Tartars!"

The cow yelled vigorously.

Having fought several battles with the Tartars, he already has a lot of experience.

Ping Pong Pong!

One hundred sergeants all aimed at Ba Ya La Da.

Ba Yala continued to be shot to death while running, and fell heavily to the ground.

Soon they could see that they were the focus of the attack, the bullets around them were extremely dense, and the bullets whizzed past.

With a clever idea, he took off his shining armor and mixed in with the crowd.

Immediately, there were fewer bullets around.

The other Bayala followed suit and took off their armor...

"rush!"

Niu Dali waved his hand.

A group of sergeants got on their horses, rushed into the barracks, and started setting fires everywhere.

One by one the tents were set ablaze.

Dust evaporates.

The soldiers and horses from the Zhenglan Banner came to reinforce them. Niu laughed vigorously and led the people back to the high ground.

……

"Waste! They are all useless waste!"

Seeing a group of clansmen throwing away their helmets and armor and kneeling in front of them, Mang Gurtai almost exploded with anger.

This is an awesome soldier!
A full 300 people.

Was easily defeated by 100 Ming army?

This made him tremble all over, and his heart felt cold.

Is he really the opponent of this Ming army?
"Master, it's not that the brothers don't work hard, it's because the Ming army is too powerful!

Their firecrackers are so powerful that they can kill us five or six hundred paces away, and our farthest bows and arrows can't reach them.

There is no way to fight this battle, master! "

That Niu Lu's forehead really had tears in his eyes.

He is really heartbroken!
This record of his was abolished.There were 300 people in Niulu, and only about a hundred people escaped in the end.

Even he was lucky enough to escape with his life.

The point is that this battle was too aggrieved.

From the beginning to the end, there was no real fight with real swords and guns. Even their farthest bows and arrows couldn't shoot the enemy, and the enemy's firecrackers killed them all.

What's the fun in this?

"Dog slave!"

Mang Gurtai was furious, stepped forward and kicked the Niu Luzhen to the ground.

"After losing a battle, in order to shirk responsibility, you dare to scare me?

A man of Niulu can't beat the two general banners of the Ming army, what use are you for! "

Mang Gurtai drew out his waist knife and chopped down the Niu Lu's forehead to the ground.

The surroundings suddenly fell silent, and everyone dared not take a breath, for fear of being targeted by the furious Mang Gurtai.

"Carry the corpse down. Ibush was greedy for life and fear of death, and he was afraid of fighting, which led to a disastrous defeat.

All his deserters pretended to be Aha! "

Mangurtai's voice was cold.

Ibush is the real name of the bull who just hacked to death.

Look at these deserters Ibushi Niulu, even the bravest Ba Yala, even the most brave ones, have thrown away their helmets and armor, throwing away the outermost armor, and they are in a mess.

The damage to morale was too great.

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

At this time, cheers came from the high ground.

Strong soldiers celebrate the victory.

Mang Gurtai looked up at the high ground, feeling a sense of sadness in his heart.

He had never felt this way before.

The Eight Banners Army, with its strong military front, will have this moment?
……

"My lord, it's a good luck! It's a pity that Niu Luer really ran away!"

Niu Dali came back, threw Niu Lu's flag on the ground, and held his head high.

In this battle, he killed nearly [-] Tartars and burned the opponent's camp, which can be said to be a great military exploit.

"Okay! Well done! Everyone in your team deserves credit!"

Zhao Cheng was in a very good mood.

Just now he used the binoculars to clearly see the whole process of the battle.

The sergeants are becoming more and more mature, playing very steadily.

One hundred strong land troops pressed three hundred Tartars to rub against the ground.

"My lord, let me go fuck him too!"

Li Erdan asked for orders in a hurry.

"My lord, my subordinates please fight!"

"My lord, let's go in teams! We can too!"

"..."

Li Erdan and others stood up and begged for orders.

"Don't worry, you all have a chance. But, you can't all go at the same time.

We are the defense after all.Defenders have to look like defenders.

What happens if the whole army breaks through?What should I do if I scare the Tartars away? "

Zhao Cheng raised his hand to signal everyone to calm down.

"Hahaha!"

In the big tent, there was a sound of laughter.

None of these officers paid attention to the Tartars of the Zhenglan Banner.

"Li Erdan, you are in the second place. Remember, the result of the battle is secondary. The key is to ensure that no soldier can die." Zhao Cheng specially warned.

Don't the Tartars want to besiege and not attack?

He just played with them.

"Yes, my lord."

Li Erdan immediately stood at attention, gave a military salute with a "snap", turned and left excitedly.

Wang Cai waited for the other captains to look anxiously.

"One by one! One by one!"

Zhao Cheng lit a cigarette to comfort everyone.

……

The Qiangdi army took turns to fight, and each time it was a unit, hundreds of people roared out.

Because Zhao Cheng emphasized that the principle of combat is that no one can be killed or injured.

Therefore, each unit did not engage in close combat, but started firing five or six hundred paces away, and progressed to a distance of one hundred paces.

It just doesn't take much effort to let the long-term projectile of the Tartars.

The ping-pong-pong shots made the Tartars howl like wolves.

They were just practicing target shooting.

The strong ground army horse is fast, and it is condescending to fight on the high ground.

For half a day, each team took turns to fight again.

During this period, Mang Gurtai ordered the whole army to attack in a rage, but was shot back by the Qiangdi Army's artillery, and the firecrackers attacked intensively, and they were quickly repelled.

They couldn't even get close to the position of the strong land army, but instead left corpses all over the ground.

At night, the soldiers of the Qiangdi Army set up a bonfire again and began to roast the whole sheep.

A piece of mutton is roasted fragrant and oily.

The soldiers ate roasted whole sheep, drank happy water, and various vegetables and fruits...the morale was high.

On the other side of Zhenglan Banner, everything was gloomy, and every one of them was extremely depressed.

Successive defeats and repeated casualties have made them fearful.

In the evening, there are two fried noodles per person...

Smelling the aroma of barbecue wafting from the high ground, morale was extremely low.

Manggurtai personally inspected the camp.

At this time, he did not dare to be negligent.

When dusk fell, the entire grassland was plunged into darkness.

Only on the high ground, there are continuous bonfires.

Mang Gurtai personally summoned a few of his confidants.

In the big tent of the banner owner, the atmosphere was dignified.

"Soldiers, now is the moment of life and death for our Zhenglan Banner. During the day, the Ming army harassed us one after another, and we suffered consecutive defeats. The morale of the warriors is low. We must win a battle, otherwise, the hearts of the people will be scattered.

That Ming army is weird, we are not their opponents during the day.But, at night, their firecrackers can't use their energy. "

(End of this chapter)