Faced with the sight of the infant, who just before his eyes, yawned heavily with a sound of "Ah~" and was about to fall asleep.
The Tatar Niulu, who was on patrol at night, felt angry for no apparent reason.
After raising the riding crop in his right hand, he was hit hard with the whip.
Even though the armor was actually wearing a piece of iron-clad cotton armor, Fu Chaheng, in a rage, always greeted his unprotected head and face.
In the blink of an eye, there were several obvious blood stains on the other party's face.
While beating his men, Fu Chaheng was also scolding: "What's going on now, don't you know?
Quickly cheer me up and shoot out a rocket every once in a while; if Nikan sneaks up on you, even if Nikan doesn't kill you, I will chop off your head afterwards."
In his tone, this Tatar's Niulu Ezhen had a strong sound and tone.
By the way! If the whole Tatar army is considered to be highly stressed mentally.
If the third-class Viscount Baiyintu is ranked first, then this Fu Chaheng can be ranked second even if he is not tied for first.
The reason is very simple. The two of them suffered the biggest losses in Suifeng Dun.
The former, Baiyin Tu, suffered such heavy casualties under his leadership during the plunder. After returning, he might not have much good food to eat in Huangtai and there.
The future future will be greatly affected.
As for the latter, just thinking about the fact that after returning this time, almost half of the people in Niu Lu had to hold funerals at home made his head hurt terribly.
For a moment, I didn't know how to face the family members of those who died in the battle.
The problem is that they have never thought about why such a situation occurred? If they had stayed at home well and not entered the border to rob, such a thing would have happened?
All tragedies are self-inflicted and do not deserve any sympathy.
After feeling the crazy harassment tonight, almost half of the night, Fu Chaheng, a Tatar, was in an extremely tense state of mind.
The adjective "roaring" can be perfectly applied to him.
Nowadays, if the trees around the camp are shaken even a little bit, this guy will get excited all over.
Under this huge psychological pressure, he just happened to see the dozing subordinate; suddenly the emotions that had been suppressed to the extreme burst out uncontrollably.
He waved his whip and gave the other party a good beating.
After being beaten, the unfortunate vest looked at his master as irritably as a wild boar in heat, and did not dare to say anything.
He quickly took a rocket made of cotton wrapped with a little bit of kerosene at the arrow position, and lit it on a torch.
He lazily drew the bow string and shot out into the dark night outside the camp.
He had done this kind of action many times before. One of the purposes of doing so was to detect the sneaky Nikans in time in the darkness where the firelight of the camp could not shine.
It was just that after shooting many arrows in succession for most of the night and getting nothing.
This Tatar infantryman was already firmly convinced that those Nikans would never come.
For this reason, this Tatar, who had just been beaten, felt a little resentful in his heart at this moment, and secretly cursed:
"Fuchaheng, you loser, coward, in the mountains and forests..."
The curse in the Tatar's heart only stopped in the middle of the curse.
It was the faint light on the cotton ball he burned on the rocket, which cut through the night outside the camp in the air. He saw this scene in front of his eyes in horror:
A wooden wall as high as a person's head was slowly approaching their camp.
There is no doubt that the Nikans, who he originally thought would never appear and had already fled before dawn, actually killed them in such a small amount of time before dawn.
And there is not much distance left from the camp.
The next second later, in the Tatar camp, from almost several directions, one or even more shrill voices sounded at the same time:
"No, Nikan is here..."
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In addition to the strong attack on the front of the Tatar camp, Hu Biao and others also arranged thirty to fifty people in each of the other three directions, holding large wooden shields in their hands to conduct feint attacks.
If possible, they would also need to use DIY combustion cans they made on hand to ignite some large vehicles.
In addition to creating more panic for the Tatars and containing their troops, it also has another purpose, which is to provide more light sources for those soldiers and civilians who suffer from night blindness.
So, in the dark night.
The Tatars who were guarding the camp with car formations in four directions could see a large wooden shield like a wooden wall for a moment, moving towards them.
There are traces of opponents everywhere, and it is impossible to tell the main direction of attack of Hu Biao and others.
In other words, they now see the main attack direction everywhere; they think that they are surrounded by at least several times the number of enemies, and they have launched an attack.
In the panic of the Tatars, the voices of Baiyintu and Fuchaheng were full of fear and panic.
But it sounded in time, giving other Tatars a backbone:
"When the enemy attacks, everyone immediately prepares for battle and approaches the nearest vehicle formation defense line. Be careful to guard the vehicle formation strictly and never rush out to fight with the Nikans.
Also, keep an eye on those Nikan people, and kill all those who make trouble~"
Amidst such panic-filled orders, many Tatars slept in their armor, but the extremely tired Tatars could only get up in a hurry.
Taking the weapon at hand, he rushed out of the tent in a daze.
In a short period of time, the reaction capacity will undoubtedly be much slower.
But why do you say things like 'Nikan is coming to kill', it's like saying 'the wolf is coming' too many times.
Or maybe some Tatars were really exhausted after a night of tossing; amidst such a noisy sound, many Tatars actually remained unmoved, still snoring loudly in their mouths, and continued to sleep.
stand up.
Seeing this, the colleagues around them had to push them hard again.
For a while, more time was wasted.
Good guy! Anyway, under the sudden attack, the reaction of the Tatars in the entire camp was a bit chaotic.
It seems that Hu Biao's previous harassment tactics have achieved quite good results.
It should be noted that at this time, the captured people did not take advantage of this opportunity to mobilize as the Tatars feared.
Together with the Nikans outside, we have an internal and external harmony.
The real reason is because Brother Fengrui lurking among them said that the best time has not yet come, so everyone must continue to stay well.
As for when the time will come? Just wait for his order with peace of mind.
So at this moment, although they haven't started yet, when they hold their heads and squat down, it's definitely not because of fear.
But they are worried that the Tatars will discover that because of the strong excitement in their hearts, that kind of light that is full of hope...
When he heard bursts of intense but incomprehensible Manchu from the Tatar camp, Hu Biao didn't know, which meant that their whereabouts had been discovered.
Next, they need to rush over quickly and orderly.
With such an idea in mind, Hu Biao shouted at the top of his lungs: "Attention, everyone, get ready to run, one, two, one; one, two, one~"
After the "Get ready" order was issued, everyone who had received the warning early took steps and started running.
At the same time, they followed Hu Biao's chant and shouted "one, two, one" together, and their steps also matched the rhythm of the chant.
Suddenly, the footsteps in front of the Tatar position became uniform and full of oppression.
The reason why Hu Biao and others did this was because there was nothing they could do about it.
According to various experiences summed up in the last night attack battle, if you let everyone run away, because everyone has different speeds, your formation will be smashed in the blink of an eye.
Under such circumstances, even after rushing over, there was no way to open up the Tatar defense as quickly as possible.
On the contrary, due to the scattered formation, more people were killed or injured in the rain of arrows.
So in desperation, we could only adopt this funny-looking method. Even during the day, everyone took the time to practice it all morning.
The subject of practice is how everyone controls the length and frequency of their steps in this "one-two-one" chant.
Although they have practiced, their formation will often become chaotic after running up to 200 meters.
But compared to rushing in swarm of swarms, the result will still be much better.
Then, in the eyes of all the Tatars, a scene of a wooden wall that was relatively neat for the moment was rapidly approaching amid a loud and uniform chant.
