Prince Chongzhen

Chapter 49 Battle
"Ghost!"

Wu Changrui's voice was much louder than other people's to begin with, and this shock made his strength even higher than normal. Even Li Chaodong, who was staying overnight at the neighboring Baihu, was so frightened that he sat up from his quilt.

"This bastard!"

Although he had identified the source of the sound and did not believe that there were really ghosts in the world, his steps became faster and faster, and in the end he just ran.

Having been in the military for so many years, he naturally knew how the "camp roar" occurred.

"I should have kept an eye on these guys!"

Li Chaodong felt extremely regretful. If he had been more patient before, perhaps such a bad thing would not have happened. As one of the first batch of centurions to be promoted, it was not impossible for him to be promoted to the next level.

But now...

Although he felt extremely guilty, Li Chaodong did not delay at all.

But the closer he got to his own hundred-household defense zone, the more strange he felt.

As far as he knew, once a camp roar occurred, chaos would spread rapidly, with mad soldiers hacking and killing indiscriminately, and it wouldn't take long before the entire camp would be plunged into complete chaos.

But now the soldiers were in chaos but not panic, and many of them were even running towards the source of the sound with him.

"Is there really something strange going on?"

A moment later, Li Chaodong finally arrived at the defense zone of his own hundred households.

When he looked again, he saw that the crowd had surrounded the outer city wall.

“Huh~~~~.”

The expected camp roar did not appear, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Go away, go away, there's nothing to see!"

Li Chaodong tried to disperse the crowd while squeezing his way inside, but when he reached the inner layer of the crowd he froze where he was.

More than a dozen people wearing armor and holding swords were gathered together with their backs against the battlements, while those standing in the innermost circle were also holding various "weapons" and confronting them.

Seeing this, how could he not understand what was going on.

Night attacks usually start with a small group of troops entering the city first, followed closely by a large group of enemy troops.

Now that these cowards under his command were allowed to gain a foothold in the city, the other side would naturally not break this weird stalemate.

"What are you standing there for? Are you waiting for them to marry your wife?"

As he said that, Li Chaodong drew his sword from his waist and chopped it directly at the brightest man's head without caring whether he would accidentally hurt the soldiers beside him.

"Dang~~!"

With a crisp sound, the saber was stopped as expected.

The attack was ineffective, but it did break the stalemate. Immediately afterwards, there was a series of crackling sounds, and both sides immediately attacked each other with their weapons.

At this time, Ustu no longer minded the double armor being a hindrance. If it weren't for its protection, most of the team would have been chopped down in a moment.

Ustu used his arm guard to block the blow, then chopped the opponent to the ground with a backhanded blow.

Too weak. If he had known that the city was full of such losers, why would he be so nervous?

He even felt that if he had enough physical strength, he could capture the city gate with this team alone.

At this time, the man leading the team seemed to have discovered the strength of the defenders, and when he saw the opportunity, he shouted to the others: "Expand!"

"Hey!"

As the military order was given, the Tatars standing in the outer circle ignored the various weapons attacking them, shouted loudly and slashed forward at the same time, and when there was no one standing in the attack range, they took a step forward together.

"Hey!"

Another loud shout, chopped out, put away the knife, and took a step forward.

As the semicircle continued to expand, the originally crowded crowd suddenly became sparse, and as soon as a gap large enough for the Tatars appeared, someone would move forward to fill it.

"Hey!" The shout came again. This time, before the Tartar's butcher knife could chop down, the frightened soldiers retreated on their own to make room for him.

Seeing that the other side was well-trained and well-equipped, and that he himself did not even have the courage to move forward to fight, Li Chaodong knew that if he did not find a way to reverse the situation, the city would be broken today.

But although Li Chaodong has many years of experience in leading troops, he is still a novice on the battlefield. How can Xumijian think of a way to turn the situation around?

"Oh!"

A burst of explosion sounded in his ears. Li Chaodong, who was still thinking about how to break the deadlock, looked towards the source of the sound instinctively, and saw Wu Changrui holding a smoking musket in a daze.

Looking at the Tartar side, there was a man covering his arm and looking at him hatefully.

"Firegun! Bow and arrow!"

Li Chaodong didn't know how much damage this attack had caused, but facing the Tartars in turtle shells, he could only pin his hopes on these long-range weapons.

But who among the Tartars who were sent to carry out such a mission was not the elite among the elite? When the sound of the muskets rang out, the man leading the team had already thought of how to respond.

"Chaos!"

The man's voice sounded almost at the same time as Li Chaodong's. Then, without waiting for the Ming army to use long-range weapons, the Tatars rushed over like tigers.

After this period, Wustu has regained his old feeling. Following the man's order, he exerted force with his left leg and stepped forward with his right leg. In the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of a Ming army soldier.

After all, the Ming army soldier was a living person. Even though he had not yet recovered from his panic, he instinctively stabbed Ustu with his sword.

Stabbing is a common technique used with spears and swords. Although the goose-feather knives equipped by the Ming army can also be used to attack in this way, in Wustu's eyes, this is not much more dangerous than children playing.

After Wustu used his left arm armor to deflect the attack, he took advantage of the opponent's unstable center of gravity and slashed directly at his waist and abdomen. Then he retracted his left arm and pushed the Ming soldier to the ground.

With a swish sound, the blade swept across the soldier's waist, and a long cut appeared on the cotton armor. Then the iron piece that was freed from its restraint was flushed out with blood.

"Ding Dong."

The thumb-sized piece of iron hit the ground with a loud bang.

"thump."

The Ming army soldier also covered the iron sheet in the blink of an eye.

Under normal circumstances, Wustu only needed to deliver one more stab to the Ming soldier and there would be no chance of survival. However, not only did he not kill the Ming soldier, he turned away as if to leave a way for others to save him.

With two clangs, another Ming soldier fell to the ground, and he moved to another place as before.

If only Ustu was like this, then he might have been moved by sympathy, but if all the Tatars were like this, then they must have some ulterior motive.

Some soldiers might not understand why, but Li Chaodong knew that the Tartars wanted to use the seriously injured to exhaust their limited number of soldiers.

This principle is very simple. Who can watch a comrade-in-arms who has been with him day and night hanging by a thread and not help him?

Thinking of this, Li Chaodong glanced at the beacon fire that had just been lit, and then looked towards the camp in the moonlight.

When those blurry figures appeared in his field of vision, his heart suddenly calmed down.

At this time, he was no longer upset about the incident, but was extremely grateful.

If two more small flags had not been sent to the city to keep watch at night, given the ferocity of this group of Tartars, they would not have been able to hold out until the reinforcements from the camp arrived.

After he calmed down a little, Li Chaodong began to think carefully.

This group of Tartars were obviously the elite troops leading the charge. It was simply a pipe dream to expect to repel them with just these guys under his command.

But if we allow them to gain a foothold, the city will fall tonight.

Wife, children and elders at home.

Thinking of this, Li Chaodong's heart tightened, but this stimulation also made him calm down, and an idea appeared in his mind.

"Even if it doesn't work, give it a try!"

(End of this chapter)