After hearing what Xu Jinghuang said, Xu Jingheng also felt that it made sense, and quickly closed his eyes and was about to go to sleep. But because he remembered what Xu Jingchang had said to them, he turned over and over again for a while without falling asleep, and turned over again to try to talk to them.
Jing Huang spoke, but seeing that he was already fast asleep, he could only turn his head and fall asleep again.
"No, I'd better go pee. When I'm at home, I can't sleep at night. I just get up and pee and go back to sleep." He murmured in a low voice, lifted the quilt, glanced at the chamber pot placed in the corner, and thought.
I think I'd better go out and pee. 'Fortunately, it's not too cold in Bangladesh even now.'
Xu Jingheng put on his coat and walked out of the tent and walked to the toilet. Although it was only a short distance of more than ten feet, he saw a group of patrolling soldiers, and the entire camp was brightly lit and extremely heavily guarded. But when he reached the toilet,
Looking to the south, although it is also very bright, you can see that these lights are fixed and there are many fewer torches held by the patrollers.
"King Pu is still not as cautious as King Su. However, the main force of the Bengalis has either been eliminated under Majedi City, or is in Dhaka City, and indeed no one can attack the camp." Xu Jingheng muttered again, walked in and started to urinate.
But he had just finished urinating and was about to put on his belt when he suddenly heard a scream outside, but the sound was very soft and seemed to be far away from here. It only rang for a moment and disappeared again. Xu Jingheng walked out of the toilet and listened.
After a while, I heard no more sounds, ignored them, turned around and walked towards my tent.
But he had just returned to the tent, took off his coat and was about to lie down in bed again, when he suddenly heard screams coming from outside again! Xu Jingheng was stunned for a moment, and was about to walk out of the tent to see what was going on when he heard a heartbreaking cry:
"Enemy attack!"
"Someone is attacking the camp!" Xu Jingheng also screamed.
"What? Who is talking about what?" 5 said sleepily as he was awakened by the heart-rending shout just now.
"Someone is attacking the camp!" Xu Jingheng shouted, put on his coat again, put on his armor, put on his helmet, raised his sword, woke up his brother, and ran out of the tent.
At this time, there was a slight chaos outside the tent. The patrolling officer Shi Ping raised his spear. Most people were staring at the south warily, and a few people were staring at the surroundings. When they saw Xu Jingheng coming out of the tent, they stepped forward and recognized him.
Who said: "Deputy Xu, Qianhu, please quickly ask Qianhu's soldiers to get up, put on their clothes and pick up their weapons, but don't act rashly and wait for orders from His Highness King Su or the Commander-in-Chief."
"Okay." Xu Jingheng was at a loss. When he heard this, he subconsciously agreed and ran to a tent a few feet away where the soldiers of Xiaoqi were sleeping. The soldiers in this tent had also been awakened.
, while getting dressed, Xu Jingheng gave a few instructions and went to the next tent.
But he had only walked two tents when he suddenly felt as if there was wind blowing through him, and subconsciously lowered his head. At this moment, a "swish, swish" sound sounded in the air, and several arrows flew past his head and side!
Xu Jingheng yelled, walked a few steps and hid behind a tent. After that, many arrows flew towards this direction, and suddenly screams that seemed far away sounded beside him. At the same time, there were also shouts
The sound of killing and the clash of weapons came.
Xu Jingheng dodged the arrows for a while, and when he no longer heard the "swish, swish" sound, he poked his head out and saw the Ming army soldiers who were originally responsible for patrols fighting with the thieves. Although the torches flickered on and off, Xu Jingheng couldn't see clearly.
He was keenly aware that these thieves were all elites. They were not only good at fighting, but also cooperated extremely well. The patrolling Ming army officers were ordinary soldiers and were far inferior to them. They were at a disadvantage in numbers and seemed to be about to be killed. Many of them were about to be killed.
Soldiers from nearby tents also went up to fight with swords and guns, but they were unable to organize themselves in a hurry and could only fight on their own, and most of them were quickly killed.
Xu Jingheng felt that the hairs all over his body were standing on end, and he subconsciously wanted to run away. "If we don't run, they will kill us and we won't be able to run away! Hurry up to the tent to find Jing Huang and run together! Even if King Su finds out later that we might have escaped."
Suspicion, but we can also argue that we were panicking and wanted to inform King Su, but unexpectedly someone had already informed King Su. Even if he was still suspicious, for the sake of my aunt, uncle, fourth uncle, and
The fourth aunt will not do anything to them for the sake of her face. The most she can do is demote them for dereliction of duty, and she will no longer be able to stay in Su Fan. It would be better not to stay in Su Fan. The life in Zhongyuan is so comfortable, even if she is beaten by her father.
A meal is better than staying in Su Fan.'
But he only ran a few steps when he suddenly stopped again. He thought of his father and uncle who eagerly expected him to become a talented person. He thought that although his family was very powerful, only Jingchang, the eldest son of his fourth uncle, in his generation could support the whole family.
Family, but it is still far behind the previous generation. When I think of my father mentioning Xu Qin, I feel regretful and sad, and told myself not to be like him. I can't take any steps forward.
He struggled for a while and yelled: "Damn it, I'm going to die! Anyway, I already have a son!" Then he turned around and greeted the Qianhu soldiers who had just ran out of the tent, shouting: "Kill with me.
Thief!" He was the first to rush forward, waving his sword. Qianhu's soldiers were infected by him, and their original frightened expressions disappeared, and they also rushed forward howling.
At this time, the thieves who attacked the camp had killed all the patrolling soldiers. Just as they were about to continue their attack on the camp, they saw a man wearing armor styled as a fifth-grade general from the Ming Dynasty leading many soldiers to rush over. The leader of the thieves raised his long sword.
The knife slashed at him, and the man did not evade but also struck with the knife. The thief sneered in his heart: "My knife is mixed with Damascus steel from the sky, and it can split your armor in half with one knife."
!'
But what surprised him was that his knife only cut slightly into the armor of the man in front of him, and then he couldn't cut anymore. Surprise flashed through his mind, but then he felt
There was wind beside his head. He suddenly remembered that the man in front of him was still slashing at him with his knife. If he couldn't split him in half, then he... Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his neck, and then he lost it.
consciousness.
Xu Jingheng cut off the head of the person in front of him with one knife, and the hot blood splashed on his face. Normally, he would definitely be afraid, but at this time, for some reason, he seemed to have no idea what it meant to be afraid, and he chopped off this person.
Behind his head, he continued to wave the knife in his hand and shouted loudly to fight with the enemy. However, the enemy army was slightly confused for a while because the leader was hacked to death, and he led the soldiers to suppress it.
But the enemy troops soon adjusted and fought hard against them again. Even though Xu Jingheng himself had practiced martial arts since childhood, the soldiers he led were all ordinary soldiers and could not defeat the thieves who attacked the camp. Many of them were beaten back and forth.
The man was hacked to death, and Xu Jingheng himself was injured. If it weren't for the excellent armor on his body, he might have been hacked to death.
At this moment, footsteps suddenly came from behind him, and then he heard a voice in Chinese: "Everyone get down!" Xu Jingheng lay down on the ground before he could think about it. Just as he lay down, he heard a burst of noise coming from behind him.
The roar made his ears buzz; at the same time, screams sounded in front of him, and the thieves who had just suppressed them retreating fell to the ground screaming.
Soon there was another roar, and the thieves who had not fallen down also fell down. Only a few of them shouted and ran away. Xu Jingheng raised his head and looked over, and saw that some of them were bleeding, as if they had been hit by projectiles.
.
"Everyone, get up and chase!" the Chinese voice rang out again.
"Sure enough, they are fire gun soldiers." Xu Jingheng looked back and muttered. Zhu Gaoxu was very envious of the power of the well-trained fire gun soldiers. Although Su Fan was limited in financial resources and could not redress the soldiers on a large scale, he also formed a
A firecracker with thousands of households is directly under his own jurisdiction.
"Even the fire rifle soldiers were sent out. It seems that the thieves attacked the camp very suddenly this time, and there were many people. But where did so many thieves come from?" He thought again. But this question just passed by him.
Knowing that now was not the time to ponder this, he shouted again and led his soldiers to pursue the thief. Huo Qianhu also followed behind.
He quickly chased into the camp where the troops of Pu King Zhu Xianyao were stationed in the south. As soon as he entered, he felt completely different from the one in his own camp. Although the thieves also entered his camp, the patrolling soldiers quickly discovered them and woke up the people in the camp.
Zhu Gaoxu responded very promptly and did not let the thieves get too far. However, Pufan's camp was in a mess, with burning tents or logs everywhere. The soldiers fought individually with the thieves, and many people were surrounded.
When they got up, they were about to be completely annihilated and defeated by the thieves. Xu Jingheng and others hurriedly attacked the nearest thieves, rescued the surrounded soldiers, and then led them to attack other thieves.
"Your Highness Prince Pu, this is it! I'm afraid Pu Fan's troops will suffer heavy losses this time." While fighting the thieves, Xu Jingheng murmured in a low voice. However, this did not affect his fight with the thieves, and he quickly fought back again.
He attacked the thieves and rescued a dozen soldiers, temporarily incorporated them into his own Qianhu, and continued to fight against the thieves.
Xu Jingheng didn't know how long he had been fighting, let alone how many people he had killed. He just kept charging and killing, and when he saw the thieves, he would lead his troops to kill them; sometimes he would hear the orders of the head of Qianhu, who was planning to kill the thieves.
His brain was numb, he didn't know how to think at all, and he carried out orders without discerning them.
After a long time like this, it seemed that it was almost dawn. Xu Jingheng led his troops to kill another group of thieves. He raised his head and looked around, and saw that the thieves were retreating. He subconsciously wanted to catch up, but the guns were fired.
The head of the household stopped him and said: "Don't pursue him. The thief must be prepared. Once he is chased out, he will probably fall into the thief's trap! Don't pursue him!"
"What do you do now?" Xu Jingheng asked.
"You don't have to do anything. You must be extremely tired after working hard all night. You can't even lift your arms. Go back and rest." Qianhu said again.
"Rest?" Xu Jingheng said subconsciously, and suddenly felt fatigue coming from all parts of his body. He felt that his arms seemed to be swollen, the hand holding the knife seemed to be stuck to the handle, and his legs were also swollen.
The pain was excruciating. He instantly became unstable and fell to the ground.
"Xu Qianhu!" the soldier beside him shouted and hurriedly supported him. But the soldier himself was extremely tired and almost failed to support him. Others hurriedly supported the two of them.
"He's so tired that he's exhausted. Hurry up and help him lie down to rest. He'll be better if he gets a massage from a military doctor who's good at massage. But you can't press it randomly. If something goes wrong, he'll have to lie down on the bed.
A long time. But he is only a member of the Qianhu family. After this war, many people may want to find a military doctor for massage, but he may not be able to get one." The leader of the Qianhu family said again.
"Unless there are only two, our Qianhu family will definitely be ranked high! He is the nephew of our Su Fan left prime minister!" said a soldier.
"Xu Xiang's nephew? That's the young master of the Duke of Wei." The head of Huo Qian's family looked surprised when he heard this. He lowered his head and looked at Xu Jingheng seriously for a few more times, and said, "Can the young master of the Duke of Wei personally lead the family?"
It's rare for soldiers to go into battle to kill the enemy. It's rare. You will definitely have a bright future in the future."
"That goes without saying! We Qianhu will definitely become governors in the future." The soldier said again.
"No wonder, the armor on his body is so good that it won't break even after being slashed no matter how many times. It turned out to be prepared for him by the Duke's Mansion." The head of the Fire Gun Thousand Households whispered again. But he didn't dare to let others do this.
Hearing this, it seemed that he was slightly belittling Xu Jingheng, and after he had just made great achievements, it would not be good for others to hear him. Moreover, a noble son who dared to personally lead troops into battle to kill the enemy also won him
He said hurriedly: "Go back and rest quickly. Pay attention to settling your Xu Qianhu well, and find someone who is proficient in massage."
"Thank you Nie Qianhu." Several soldiers agreed and took Xu Jingheng back to his original station.
"Qianhu, what are we doing now?" Nie Qianhu's own subordinate asked.
"Of course we, the people from Qianhu, are going to rest. Although we are not tired from setting fire and gunfire, we are all so tired that we can hardly lift our arms, so of course we all go back to rest. But I have to report to His Highness. You go back first."
Nie Qianhu ordered.
"Yes, Qianhu." His subordinates carried the muskets on their backs, adjusted the armed belts specially designed to contain projectiles and gunpowder, and returned to the station. Nie Qianhu glanced again
He circled the messy Pufan camp, turned around and walked towards Zhu Gaoxu's camp.
They charged and fought in Pu Fan's military camp for a long time, from north to south. He had to walk a long way back. He passed by Zhu Xianyao's tent, took a look, and was about to continue walking north when he saw
More than a dozen military doctors walked into the big tent together, and they seemed to be in a panic.
"King Pu is injured? This is not surprising. There was so much chaos last night. He probably led the troops to charge and kill for a while. It is normal to be injured. But it looks like he was seriously injured. I don't know what kind of injury he suffered.
." Nie Qianhu muttered again. At this time, he saw the guards guarding the tent looking around. He immediately did not dare to stop and walked quickly north. (To be continued)
