Yongle Emperor's grandson: Zhu Yuanzhang with cheats, Zhu Di went crazy

Chapter 286: A surprise attack on a rainy night, defeating the enemy in one fell swoop

The rain was heavy like a curtain, and thunder flashed across the sky from time to time, illuminating the dark rainforest.

"Damn those Western ghosts, they are enjoying the warm women in their rooms, but we are here soaking in dirty water and being bitten by bugs."

A group of soldiers huddled under a tarp, watching the water flowing down from the tarp, the water flow without any visible mud under their feet, and the snakes, insects, rats and ants that popped up from time to time, and cursed in low voices.

Originally they thought that since their king had defected to the Gallic Roosters, they could go home and leave the war to these Western ghosts, the Gallic Roosters.

But unexpectedly, just when they were happily preparing to go home, they were driven back to the battlefield.

Even more unfortunate was that it happened to be the worst rainy season, and from half a month ago until now, their clothes had never been dry.

Even as locals, many soldiers suffered from skin diseases, and some were even infected with malaria and died directly.

Thinking of their comrades who were carried away every day, the other surviving soldiers were filled with gloom, wondering how long they could live, or when they would fall in the mud.

Some even thought that the Ming army on the opposite side might as well attack them. At worst, they would die and that would save them from suffering again.

Unfortunately, things went against their wishes. With the arrival of continuous heavy rains, the Ming army stopped the attack and chose to wait for the rainy season to pass.

"Stop talking, just hold on for a while and then I'll change my position."

Faced with the complaints of his soldiers, the officer was powerless to reprimand them. In order to prevent these people from giving up and escaping and being implicated, he could only appease them as much as possible.

The sound paused, and the soldiers held their guns, looking at the dark night with heavy rain, or closing their eyes to rest.

Anyway, the Ming army won’t come in this weather, and standing guard is just a pretense.

However, they did not know that outside their trenches, a group of people in camouflage clothing were crawling forward bit by bit in the rain.

Zheng Lao Hu held his breath, holding a submachine gun wrapped in a rain cloth, and stared at a poisonous snake swimming in front of him.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the snake by the vital point. The soldier next to him drew out his bayonet and nailed the venomous snake to the ground.

Zheng Laohu solved the problem in no time. He kicked behind him and continued to crawl forward slowly with the team.

Twenty feet...fifteen feet, ten feet...

Their speed is very slow.

Not only must you prevent being discovered by the enemy, but you must also prevent traps set by the enemy and poisonous snakes and insects that may appear at any time.

When they were about three meters away, Zheng Lao Hu stopped and patted a soldier on the shoulder to his left.

The soldier and a companion moved forward little by little and came to the barbed wire at the forefront of the position.

In other directions, soldiers also moved forward slowly, using thunder and lightning to cut the barbed wire bit by bit.

After the last barbed wire was broken, the soldiers took out some special tools, separated the cut barbed wire, and rolled it to both sides.

"call!"

Looking at the barbed wire that had been cut, Zheng Laohu took a deep breath, stood up suddenly, and rushed forward quickly.

Behind him followed a dozen commandos holding submachine guns, closely following his steps.

There are also breakthroughs in other directions.

He leaped into the trench, and the mud and water splashed over his calves.

"Damn!"

Just at this moment, a flash of lightning flashed by, and Zheng Lao Hu and a dozen people on the opposite side looked at each other in surprise.

"enemy…"

"Fire!"

Both sides discovered each other at the same time. Zheng Lao Hu roared, raised the submachine gun in his hand and fired at the opposite side.

"Da da da da..."

The bullets penetrated the flesh, spurting out streams of blood.

One magazine was used up immediately, and more than a dozen people in this small garrison fell in a pool of blood.

"Up and up..."

Fierce gunfire and sounds of fighting also broke out from other directions.

While loading the magazine, Zheng Laohu directed the other assaulters to continue moving forward.

The mud and water in the trenches were very deep, and it was very difficult to get out after each step.

In order to avoid the shooting from both sides, some soldiers even lay down in the mud and fired at the other side.

"What's going on? Where did the gunshots come from?"

Not long after the gunshots rang out, in a relatively drier command post behind the Gallic Rooster position, the Gallic Rooster commander, who was sleeping soundly with two girls in his arms, suddenly jumped up from the bed and asked loudly.

"It's the position. The Ming army is coming."

The adjutant, who was also not fully dressed, ran in and reported loudly.

"Asshole, don't I know that it's the Ming army that's attacking? I ask you how many enemies there are?"

The adjutant was speechless.

It was pitch dark and raining heavily, so how could he know how many enemies there were? Anyway, the front battlefield was filled with gunfire.

"Idiot, why are you still standing here? Send troops to support us."

Seeing this idiot standing there motionless, the commander kicked him angrily and quickly gave orders.

"Sun and Moon!"

"Tonghui!"

Zheng Lao Hu, who was covered in mud, quickly cooperated with a team, formed crossfire, and continued to rush forward. Because it was dark, and the soldiers were covered in mud when fighting, no one could tell who was who.

Zhu Zhanjun gave the army a command to reunite, stating that only the command would be recognized and not the people. Anyone who could not answer would be shot, no matter who they were.

After half a month of peace, the Gallic rooster's position was much more relaxed. The sudden attack just now directly broke through the opponent's first line of defense.

But when they reached the rear, they saw houses and trenches crisscrossing each other, and it was pitch dark, so the soldiers instantly engaged in a melee.

"I'm Zheng Lao Hu. Try to stay together and take advantage of our firepower."

"Don't go into the room, just use the palm thunder to clear it out."

Zheng Laohu raised his gun and shot at the enemy while commanding his troops in battle.

This kind of rainy night raid was the first time that the Tiger Battalion had experienced. They saw many soldiers kicking open the enemy's barracks and rushing in. Zheng Laohu was so angry that he started cursing and kept issuing orders and reminders.

The soldiers who received the order also understood the danger and immediately carried out Zheng Laohu's orders.

Accompanied by explosions, the Gallic Rooster's camp was instantly engulfed in flames.

The soldiers of the Nguyen Dynasty, who were already weak in combat effectiveness, were already in chaos after the surprise attack on the rainy night. They saw the enemy rushing out from all directions like demons.

Moreover, the weapons they used were ones they had never seen before, weapons that could fire continuously, and one person chased an entire team and attacked them.

In an instant, his morale dropped to freezing point, and he turned around and ran backwards, howling like a ghost.

"Hurry, catch up with them while the chaos is going on."

Seeing the enemy collapse, Zheng Laohu was overjoyed and ordered his troops to pursue immediately.

"Go back, go back immediately!"

"Bang bang..."

Looking at the Nguyen Dynasty fleeing in panic, the Gallic soldiers who had already established a second line of defense were so angry that they cursed.

The officers even raised their guns to warn the Nguyen Dynasty soldiers who had escaped to go back and continue fighting.

But these soldiers were already frightened and ignored his threats, just running back.

The officer's face instantly turned cold. He knew that if these guys broke through the line, or were ambushed by the Ming army soldiers mixed in, they would not have a good ending.

"Fire!"

Seeing that the gang was getting closer, the officer no longer hesitated and directly gave the order to open fire.

The Gallic rooster soldiers raised their guns and shot without hesitation.

The retreating Nguyen Dynasty soldiers were shot down by their own people.

"Quick, quick, quick... Tiger Crouching Cannon!"

The real tiger who was chasing after the Nguyen Dynasty soldiers, saw that the enemy was so fierce that they even killed their own people, so he immediately ordered the tiger squat cannon that followed to shoot at the Gallic rooster.

He wanted to create opportunities for these Nguyen Dynasty soldiers.

After years of modification, the Ming Dynasty's Tiger Crouching Cannon is no different from the mortars of later generations.

The soldiers quickly adjusted the tiger squat cannon and quickly released shells at the Gallic Rooster's position.

One Tiger Crouching shell after another hit the Gallic Rooster's position, causing the enemy's firepower to pause instantly.

The Nguyen Dynasty soldiers, who were being pursued from behind and blocked from the front, saw this opportunity and quickly got up from the ground and ran madly towards the Gallic Rooster position.

The distance between the two sides was not far to begin with, and with a sprint by the Nguyen Dynasty soldiers, the two sides were directly mixed together.

"Do it."

Suddenly a loud roar was heard, and several soldiers who had followed the large group in took out submachine guns from somewhere, and shouted and cursed at the Gallic rooster soldiers around them, or directly raised their guns and shot, and pulled the trigger.

The fierce firepower knocked down a large area of ​​people in an instant.

When Zheng Laohu saw the opportunity, he immediately led his troops forward.

"You damned bastards, you should all be shot."

Seeing that the second line of defense that had been prepared with great difficulty was broken, the Gallic officer cursed loudly, and without bothering to command the battle, he turned around and ran away.

"Boy, don't even think about running away now that you're here."

A sharpshooter who had been watching him for a long time took advantage of the flash of lightning and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Accompanied by a gunshot, the Gallic rooster commander screamed, fell into the mud, struggled a few times, and then there was no movement.

"The commander is dead!"

When the Gallic soldiers saw their commander being shot dead, they shouted in fear, causing the Gallic team, which had some resistance in its morale, to collapse instantly and turn around and run away.

"Flare!"

Seeing the enemy team collapse, Zheng Lao Hu shouted.

"Everyone else, follow me and continue to expand the victory and increase the gap for the main force to break through."

Several soldiers on standby took out their signal guns and fired them into the sky.

As three green flares were launched into the air, the other Ming army troops on standby in the rear positions launched a shouting charge in the heavy rain.

The battle did not last long. The Ming army chased the Gallic Rooster's troops out of the position, and Zhu Zhanjun ordered to stop the pursuit.

The heavy rain has turned into torrential rain, and it is getting dark and the roads are slippery. Flash floods may break out at any time. It is a very unwise choice to continue pursuing the enemy at this time.

The Gallic Rooster's troops had been driven out of their positions. Without logistical supplies and shelter from the rain, retreat was their only option.

Moreover, in this rainy weather, a team lacking supplies would inevitably suffer casualties if they wanted to return.

(End of this chapter)