Chapter 571: Another World Edition - Burning the Black Nest
It was late at night, the sky was cold, and there was heavy wind and snow.
A small force was walking along the frozen white river through the snow towards Hu Camp, which was about twenty miles away.
This is also the otherworldly version of "Li Suxue's Night Attack on Caizhou"! Zhu Biao poured a sip of soju into his mouth and felt a heat rising from his body. Although his purpose and Li Suan's purpose were completely different, his purpose was
It's more like 'burning the black nest'. But the current situation is just as difficult.
Zhu Biao himself could naturally bear the trek of dozens of miles in the snow, while Yuantong and others found it a bit difficult. The three hundred soldiers were even more chilled to the bone and their physical strength was exhausted to the extreme.
This is a lack of vitality, and no matter how much soju and chili pepper it is, it won't do anything.
Twenty miles, fifteen miles, ten miles...
Many people's bodies were crumbling, but the soldiers still persisted, persisting with just one breath.
Eight miles, seven miles...five miles.
"Plop..." A soldier at the front of the queue fell headlong onto the ice. Zhu Biao was startled, and quickly rushed to the person's side. With a touch of his hand under his breath, he felt relieved and still had energy!
"Rest, rest. Zhang Bao, let the brothers have a rest..."
He took out a bottle of thousand-year stone stalactite from his pocket, and exchanged it for a gourd of old salvia wine from the system. It was originally a medicinal wine that replenished qi and blood and filled a bottle of thousand-year stone stalactite. It was really precious that could not be exchanged for any money.
He only fed the unconscious soldier in his arms, and immediately a trace of blood appeared on his cold face.
"Commander, we can't stop. Our brothers have been walking for most of the night and are exhausted. If we stop, we won't be able to walk..."
Zhang Bao persuaded Zhu Biao hard.
What he said was based on experience in marching. It is best not to rest in the middle of the journey before an extremely tired unit reaches its destination. Otherwise, the more you rest, the more tired you will be, and the unit that can still support you will collapse all of a sudden.
"Haha, okay. I still don't know what's going on here?" Xiao Wuxiang Gong replaced the nine-yin internal power of the extreme cold to the nine-yang magical power that was just practiced. A warm air enveloped it like spring.
The fainted soldier woke up with all his strength.
Passing the gourd to Zhang Bao, Zhu Biao said: "Take it and let each of us take a sip. Let's rest here for two quarters of an hour. Everyone wears their clothes."
Needless to say, everyone knew that this gourd wine was a good thing. Zhang Bao looked a little hesitant, but he still chose to carry out Zhu Biao's order firmly.
The soldiers were very cute. Everyone knew that this gourd of wine would save the whole army. No one drank it in big gulps. When 300 people turned it around and returned it to Zhang Bao's hand, half of the gourd was left with the wine.
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At this time, Zhang Bao no longer had any doubts. All the soldiers who had drunk wine were now wearing battle armor.
The gourd was handed to Yuan Tong, and he also took a sip. The wine slid down his throat, and a steam of heat spread in his abdomen. "Good wine."
The coldness all over his body was driven away by the heat in his belly, and in an instant the snow on Yuantong's leather collar was melted by the heat.
"The treasure in the vial is better"
Yuantong, who clearly saw the whole process of Zhu Biao's "mixing" wine, could only say this silently in his heart.
The Salvia miltiorrhiza old wine is certainly very good. But without that bottle of something mixing it up, Yuantong, a veteran of the wine world, would not believe that a gourd of good wine could warm the bodies and bones of more than 300 people.
Oh, no. It’s not a full gourd of good wine. It’s half a gourd of good wine.
When the gourd finally returned to Zhu Biao's hand, there was still half a gourd left. "That's fine, let's drink it on the way back."
Two quarters of an hour later, a pair of energetic men with red faces, each wearing heavy armor, lined up neatly in front of Zhu Biao.
"Set off"
Zhu Biao waved his hand, and the three hundred soldiers, led by Zhang Bao and accompanied by Yuan Tong and others, quickly advanced towards Hu Camp, five miles away. And he himself swayed and walked straight up.
The sky became one with the wind and snow.
With such a strong north wind, Zhu Biao could only "borrow the wind" and smoothly sink into Hu Camp from the sky. What's more, his current "Green Winged Bat King" has reached the second level of relying on the wind.
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Huqi Camp is located at the corner of Baishui. The terrain is flat. If it is summer and autumn, that area is the most fertile pasture in the Baishui Basin. Naturally, there are the most grass roots under the snow here at this time.
The actions of the three hundred people were neither big nor small, but Zhang Bao and others only got close to the fence of the camp, and did not find a single police post of a cavalry, let alone a mobile ranger!
It was the howling of the wind and snow that probably obliterated the sound of the three hundred people moving, and also obliterated the "click, click" sounds of the fence breaking.
The three hundred people just randomly chose a place where the camps were densely packed and moved forward, and they arrived in front of them smoothly.
Five people per tent, five people per tent. Three hundred people dispersed to their respective positions, very carefully but still did not make any unnecessary noise.
Then as the three torches were lit up and extinguished at the same time, the sixty teams of Han soldiers who got the signal immediately got into the tent. In such an attack, the broadsword soldiers naturally acted as the main force, and blood spattered on the
Yuan Tong and other people standing alert outside could clearly hear the sound coming from the tent.
"ah……"
Screams rang out one after another. Although the Han soldiers were powerful, they were not specially trained special forces, so it was impossible for them all to remain silent.
"What's the sound?" There were also patrols in the Hu camp. The leader, General Hu, with a copper ring, turned his head warily to look at the sound.
"No, it's a scream, someone is using a knife." Another Hu soldier screamed.
This patrol of 100 people rushed towards the tent area quickly. They did not immediately beat the gongs and drums and shout to warn the whole camp. This was because they all misunderstood and took the faint screams they heard as their own internal strife.
fight.
"Who? Dare to fight in private? Are you not afraid..." A stern shout rang out. The leader of the brass-ring Hu General suddenly stopped talking and stared with wide eyes at a few people not far away who were covered in blood and came out of the tent.
The armored soldier.
This is not my own armor, this is the armor of the Han people. "You are..."
The surprise reached its peak in an instant. Tonghuan Hu's head exploded with a buzzing sound. The Han soldiers made a sneak attack and they had already reached the camp.
"Kill" Yuantong's thick voice came out with a roar.
"Whoosh!" Several iron arrows shot out of the night quickly. This group of patrolling centurions of Hu soldiers, together with the Hu soldiers in the first few rows, all fell down in an instant. Only the shrill screams were left uncontrollably.
The dead Hu Bing shouted.
They swarmed up and killed them mercilessly, and then the large group of people rushed straight towards the depths of Hu Camp along the tent area.
Loud calls to kill immediately rang out in the Huqi camp!
"Pfft..." A knife penetrated the stomach of a Hu soldier who was blocking the road. Zhang Bao drew the knife, and without even looking at the Hu soldier who fell on the ground, he raised the knife again and moved forward. The sneak attack troops advanced quickly.
As they were moving so fast, the resistance they encountered was getting bigger and bigger, especially since the tent area had been completely wiped out, and a large number of Hu soldiers who had no time to put on their clothes were driven out of the tent and fled deeper into the camp in panic.
Suddenly attacked without any precautions, the Hu soldiers in the camp were panicked, and their morale was really not high. The Hu soldiers who were attacked seemed to be tribal armed forces, and the disadvantage of lacking grassroots organization was upon them at this moment.
There is no doubt that most of the Hu soldiers were running away in panic, but not many came to intercept them. It really did a great favor to the Han army. The tribes of Hu cavalry running around not only destroyed the camp
The people were panicked, the wind was trembling, and every vegetation was covered with soldiers, which further affected the gathering of Hu troops.
Du Lun, who stayed behind in the camp, looked at the chaotic situation with a pale face. The panic and flight of the tribal armed forces made him unable to figure out exactly how many Han troops were in the sneak attack. In the dark night, the wind and snow were very bright.
It was difficult. There were so many moving heads in front of him that he could not tell who was one of his own and who was a Han soldier!
First there was a fight in one corner, and soon the entire Hu camp fell into chaos. The Hu people became more and more frightened and confused, and the Han troops who attacked by surprise became even more brave and fearless. It was at this time that Zhu Biao came to the camp without anyone noticing.
In the middle of the camp, there is a row of tall and large wooden houses on the south side.
As expected, each warehouse-like wooden room was filled with dried cow, sheep, and horse dung, hay blocks pressed into cubes, and a relatively small amount of coal and dry firewood.
"Puff..." Jiyin's finger force was accurate, and it slipped away for a week from beginning to end. One hundred lives and the lives of five red-robed mages were 'dedicated' by Zhu Biao to the Immortality Heaven they believed in.
"Pah, pah..." Zhu Biao smashed a jar of kerosene exchanged from the system onto the wooden house and poured it on the hay, dung, coal, and firewood.
Boom, a spark ignited a prairie fire, and the raging fire burned instantly.
Du Lun took his tooth soldiers to the battle in person, shouting "calm down, calm down", and tried his best to gather the scattered soldiers and route them. The chaotic situation in the Hu camp gradually improved. The Han army was still attacking inside with overwhelming force.
Kill them, but their numbers are too few.
More and more Hu soldiers joined the resistance.
"kill"
"kill"
Two identical shouts came from the different mouths of the Han army and the Hu soldiers. In the Hu camp, the two armies were fighting together desperately. There was no compromise, no concession, only desperate efforts.
There are no less than 20,000 Hu soldiers in the Hu Qi camp. Once Du Lun consolidates his troops, the 300 Han soldiers who sneak up on them are all really tough men and cannot stop them.
But, but, at this time, the fodder warehouse and fuel warehouse in Huying caught fire, and the fire was still all over the sky. The raging flames burned from the inside out, and soon, countless flames spurted out from the gaps in the wooden boards of the warehouse, and then shot towards the sky.
The fire situation developed rapidly.
Du Lun's eyes were about to burst, his vision turned black and he wanted to pass out. The fodder warehouse and the fuel warehouse were burned, what would be the consequences? Just thinking about it, his whole body was so cold that he couldn't hold it back.
"Go and put out the fire, go and put out the fire..." Commanding his soldiers who had already gathered together, Du Lun no longer surrounded and killed the attacking Han soldiers, but asked them to save the blazing fire that was obviously impossible to save.
