Time: Two o'clock in the middle of the night, which is when Yang Dongli's team set off from the city, about half an hour later.
Location: One hundred and fifty sixty meters away from the city wall of Haiyang City, on the edge of a circle of mounds of Jurchens.
"Thank God, I finally managed to touch it~"
After wiping the sweat from his forehead, Yu Hanfeng complained in his heart.
It was also at this time that he discovered that under great tension, the pair of pants that he had not changed for almost ten days due to the stress of the war were now completely soaked with sweat.
There is no way! The distance from the city wall to the mound is the most critical area for them.
Because if during this process, the other party discovers that they were found out from the city, all their disguises will be of no use at all.
On the contrary, as long as you climb over such a pile of dirt, the situation will be greatly improved.
Therefore, during the entire process of passing this point, which was only a hundred meters away, they could only crawl over bit by bit like a giant maggot.
This was to avoid the sound of the armor plates colliding with each other, attracting the attention of the whistles on the mound.
Fortunately, although this process was a bit difficult, they finally passed it successfully, and the rest of the trip was relatively easy.
After taking a deep breath, Yu Hanfeng, the leader of the team, stood up.
Holding a 'Fairbank Sykes' provided by Yang Dongli in his right hand, which is said to be the most suitable fighting dagger for whistle blowing, he carefully began to touch towards the mound.
During the day, Yu Hanfeng made a long period of observation and determined that there was a Jurchen's secret whistle on this mound.
Only by successfully touching this hidden sentinel could they completely pass through this obstructive mound of soil.
A minute later, when he looked at the Jurchen in front of him who had fallen asleep on the ground and even purred softly, Yu Hanfeng no longer hesitated.
He reached out with his left hand and covered the Jurchen's mouth from behind. After slashing with his right hand, he directly cut off his trachea.
After about ten seconds, Yu Hanfeng, who felt that the opponent had completely stopped struggling, released his left hand that was tightly locking the opponent's neck and covering his mouth and nose.
Then under the mound, there was a burst of crickets chirping.
Under such a signal that represented safety, Yang Dongli and others put down their one-handed crossbows and moved toward the mound.
In this way, after spending some time, the action team successfully passed the most dangerous area.
In the following time, after removing grass roots, leaves and other things from their bodies, the group directly lined up in a column, disguised as a Jurchen patrol.
Da Lasha walked towards the big camp three or four miles away.
Two soldiers from the Xuan Ge camp who were from the North and knew some Jurchen dialect walked at the forefront according to the plan.
It's just that they were surprised to find that no one stopped them along the way; naturally, they couldn't say that they would be asked to respond when they encountered the other party's interrogation.
By the way! Yang Dongli and the others must be grateful for such a plague caused by Gram bacteria.
Because only in such an environment, the last thing that makes the Jurchen soldiers worry now is whether they have contracted a fatal plague.
Naturally, even if he was tasked with keeping watch on the city at night, he was still quite successful.
Of course, Hu Biao and the others repaired the city defenses and planned to hide in the city to defend the deception, which also played a considerable role.
These people never thought that combatants who were rarely talked about in the city would actually take the initiative to attack.
In short, relying on the above arrangements, Yang Dongli and his party spent another twenty minutes and finally successfully arrived outside the Jurchen camp.
Hidden in the darkness outside the camp, facing the lax defenses inside, everyone was in high spirits.
After some discussion, Yang Dongli and his group of 25 people decided to take each netizen as the team leader and lead the other four Xuan Ge camp soldiers into a group.
There were five groups of people in total, who sneaked into the camp from different directions without anyone noticing.
After finding some places to hide, we began to wait silently for the arrival of three-thirty in the morning.
As for how they knew when it was 3:30 without a watch or other timing tools? Of course, Yang Dongli and the other five people made an agreement in advance before everyone dived in separately.
From this moment on, everyone counts down to 5,000.
When the time is up, or when other movements are seen, everyone will take action together.
This is why modern people like them must lead the team.
After all, there is no mistake in counting down to 5,000. In this era of alarming illiteracy rates, it is difficult for most people...
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"4879,4880~"
Crouching behind a cart full of hay, the young white-collar AT in the modern world pinched his fingers and counted down silently in his heart.
Because I was worried that I would make a mistake in counting, this top student who graduated from a prestigious university had a very serious look on his face.
If he applied such an attitude to his daily drawing process, his efficiency could be increased by at least 50% to 60%. He would have been promoted and paid a long time ago, right?
But before the white-collar worker could wait, he counted to 5,000 seriously.
At that time, he had just finished counting the number '4881' in his mouth, and then he had to forcibly stop counting silently in his heart.
It wasn't because he was counting, or because he suddenly forgot where he was counting.
Instead, a soldier next to him pushed him gently with his hand and pointed to the direction to the right.
As a result, when the AT looked up, he could see that a fire visible to the naked eye had risen a hundred or ten meters away.
There is no doubt who is counting faster than him, so much so that he is taking action now.
Judging from the intensity of the fire, this guy has been working on it for at least a minute or two.
Not caring to continue complaining, he immediately yelled something to the people around him.
Immediately, a soldier took off a water bag with a capacity of more than two kilograms from his waist, poured the liquid mixed with vegetable oil and alcohol into the fodder on the cart in front of him.
It wasn't until he was about half wet that he stopped what he was doing and ran towards another large car next to him.
AT also took out a box of matches from his belt, polished them with a 'bah~' sound, and moved towards the grass in front of him.
I wonder if it was the heavy rain last month that wiped out all the rain this summer.
So much so that, God, it has not rained at least for half a month recently, so everything under the sun has been dried out quite dry.
After being sprinkled with some vegetable oil and alcohol, and hitting a few sparks, it immediately burst into flames.
Just like that, in the next two or three minutes, the five AT people continued to set fire to the surrounding forage, tents and other places crazily.
No need to ask more questions about the other four groups of people, they are also doing the same thing.
Therefore, soon after, the huge Jurchen camp was full of fire heads.
At this moment, the dozing young Jurchens in the camp were horrified to discover such a situation.
Suddenly, shrill shouts came from their mouths.
Many disheveled Jurchens, even just shirtless, hurriedly rushed out of the tent with swords in hand and panic on their faces.
The main reason is that their previous battles with the Liao Kingdom were too smooth, and they have never encountered such a situation.
For a while, some people were running around looking for the enemy, while others dropped their swords and prepared various utensils to put out the fire.
Even during such a process, some people even coughed loudly while running, obviously they were infected.
In short, at this moment, the Jurchen camp finally became chaotic.
It's just that the level of Hu Biao's requirements is still not enough.
Seeing this, the five ATs imitated those people and yelled words such as 'put out the fire', and at the same time, they moved towards the middle of the camp.
Since we want to cause the greatest chaos in the camp, we must hold back these Jurchens.
So what could be more effective than killing Wanyan Loushi, a handsome Jurchen?
But when they were not far away, bursts of shouts of killing had already reached their ears. They must be members of other groups, and the fighting had officially begun...
