Chapter 390 Sniper
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Gong Zi Xu
Chapter 390 Sniper
The night gradually fell, and the drizzle finally stopped, but the air was still filled with wet and cold water vapor, blown by the rustling north wind, and the chill was piercing to the bone.
The wasteland was dark, withered weeds wet by the rain, messy and low-slung ups and downs, and small animals such as hares shuttled through it from time to time, plucking the weeds and making rustling noises.
This is the only voice between heaven and earth...
In Nuoda's camp, it was as if the devil had cast a spell. Everything turned into rocks, no one moved, no one spoke, only the flames of the candles in the camp were swaying and extinguished by the cold wind. flickering...
Under a slope on the west side of the tent, a large figure was shrouded in the vast night, and it was dark, but there was no sound.
All the soldiers of the Shenji Camp have been withdrawn from the camp, and they will be lined up here again!
Two thousand warriors were fully armed, waiting in battle, their eyes glowing with a faint cold light, showing the flame of hatred, just waiting for the arrogant and cruel Turks to plunge into this huge pocket!
On the way home, the Turks brutally killed dozens of scouts, which made all the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion furious!
There is nothing more cruel and hateful than a wandering wanderer who loses the opportunity to embrace family forever on the way home.Those corpses, from warm-blooded and cheerful to icy and silent, filled the entire Divine Machine Camp with an angry flame!
They want revenge!
Fang Jun sat in the middle of the array, with a wooden box under his butt, and he was protected by personal guards from front to back, left and right.
His eyes were clear and bright, looking at the dark night sky in the distance, anxious and a little uneasy.
Logically speaking, now is the opportunity for the Turks to finally wipe out the battalion of the gods, and there is no reason for the Turks to let it go.
Three hundred miles away is Yumen Pass. In the case of an urgent march, it is possible to enter the pass in three days. The Turks did not dare to approach Yumen Pass after eating leopard gall.
And along the way, the Turks unscrupulously carried out this act of attacking the confidence and will of the Shenji Camp, like a cat chasing a mouse, chasing the Shenji Camp in a panic like a lost dog, not even dared to stop for a moment. Destined to flee eastward...
Tonight, it was rainy, the weather was wet and cold, and the weather, location, and people were not on Shenjiying's side.
If there is no accident, the Turks who are trailing behind will definitely attack with all their strength, trying to defeat the Shenji battalion in one fell swoop!
This is the conclusion that Fang Jun and Liu Rengui inferred. Both of them think that eight or nine are inseparable from ten, so for tonight, they set up a net of heaven and earth, waiting for the Turks to jump in with the confidence of victory...
But will the Turks really come?
Xi Junmai, who was beside him, swallowed his saliva and asked in a low voice, "Master Hou, are the Turks back?"
Fang Jun glanced at him, this kid faced the upcoming fierce battle, not only did he not have the slightest bit of nervousness and timidity, but his eyes were bright, excited and eager to try!
He smiled and said softly, "It's definitely coming!"
On the other side, Liu Rengui wiped the horizontal knife in his hand, even though the blade was as bright as snow, he kept wiping it with a piece of silk handkerchief. How could it be possible to let us in at the last minute? Tonight is the best time to annihilate us!"
Up and down the Shenji Camp, no one was willing to flee back to Guanzhong in such a dismal manner. The Turkic cavalry behind him had already caused a bloody feud among the soldiers of the Shenji Camp. Everyone was united and vowed to keep them on this ancient silk road forever. On, they will never be able to return to the prairie desert where they gallop freely!
However, on the battlefield, the situation is ever-changing, and no conclusion is absolute.All inferences may change unexpectedly due to some insignificant factors, and the plan will never change.
But Fang Jun is not reconciled!
Just in front of him, killed so many brothers who followed him to death, and then watched the murderer get away while he fled in despair?
However, the mobility of the Shenji Battalion could not be comparable to that of the Turks' cavalry, so he could only show the enemy's weakness like this, and finally found such a perfect battlefield and perfect timing, waiting for the Turks. Bring it to your door!
There was a dull sound of horse hoofs, and the hooves of "puff puff" were like a heavy hammer in the hearts of all the soldiers!
Liu Rengui shouted: "My own person!"
The already somewhat turbulent array suddenly quieted down, and everyone was inexplicably relieved.
Although I firmly believe that the Turks can be annihilated once on the banks of the Puchang Sea, this time will inevitably make the Turks unable to come and go, but I am still nervous. Last time, there were only a thousand Turkic cavalry. Who knew that the Turks suffered a big loss and realized the magic After the battle strength of the battalion, how many iron cavalry will be sent this time?
A scout ran not far in front of the array, and the scout on the horse jumped off the warhorse whose hooves were wrapped in leather, ran quickly to the front of the array with agile steps, and shouted: "Come on!"
"crash"
There was a sound of weapons rubbing in the array.
Fang Jun stood up from the formation and asked, "How many?"
"No less than three thousand cavalry! They are coming from the west, and they should have been following us. At this time, the speed has not been accelerated. After about half a stick of incense, they will arrive at five miles west of the camp. After a little adjustment, they will definitely launch a full-scale raid. !"
The scouts are articulate and express the enemy's situation clearly.
"Where are the rest of the scouts?"
"According to the strategy reserved by Hou Ye, all spread out, and keep abreast of the dynamics of the Turks!"
"Okay!" Fang Jun waved his fist fiercely!
All along the way, showing the enemy to be weak, and sure enough, the bet is right...
Turks, this time, I told you to come and go!
Fang Jun snorted: "The whole army is ready to meet the enemy, everyone is not allowed to make a sound!"
No one answered, but there was a strong and heavy murderous aura that permeated the wet and cold wasteland.
Thousands of people were waiting, but there was no sound, only the cold wind blew through the robes, making a strong sound.
The taste of waiting is the most difficult...
Until there was a muffled roar from the gloomy sky, the whole army couldn't help but feel nervous and refreshed!
The overwhelming sound of horse hooves is like the rolling thunder in the sky, getting closer and closer, and the earth under my feet is shaken by this turbulent momentum, which is swept away like a landslide!
A moment later, a black line suddenly appeared in the dark night, and the black shadows came into the world like demon gods breaking out of hell.
Getting closer, the rain-like sound of horses' hoofs sounded like countless huge leather drums beating in the ears of the soldiers of the Shenji camp, shaking the eardrums and shocking the heart.
In the silent camp, there were two soldiers left in each tent. At this moment, the prepared flammable objects were ignited. They fled from the tents, and deliberately let out shrill screams, pretending that the entire camp was in chaos. Imaginary, and then quickly withdraw to the east, attracting the Turkic cavalry!
Fang Jun's eyes were burning, staring at the front of the Turkic cavalry charging, and seeing that the other party had already rushed into the camp with an unstoppable momentum like a flood, some scattered around, searching camp by camp, and some continued to charge without stopping. Chased after the fleeing soldiers.
Seeing the fire, Fang Jun shouted loudly, "Light it up!"
The two soldiers who had already prepared to be on the edge of the river, heard the words and quickly lit the fire stick in their hands, and ignited the flames with a thick lead.
That lead is the usual three "Tiantianlei" leads twisted together, adding enough flammable medicine, as soon as it is ignited by the flame, a spark of sparks emerges and "chichi" burns.The other end of the lead is buried in a pre-dug shallow trench under the sand, and it is covered with a wooden board, which can prevent rain from soaking, and prevent people from stepping on horses and breaking the lead.
The lead wire "chichi" burned, the sparks got under the sand, and quickly thought about the distant camp and burned it...
At this time, the military tent in the camp was already in flames.
The Turks did not think that in such weather, the anger of the Tang army could still exert its power. As for the formation formed by the infantry, without the assistance of anger, wouldn't it just disperse at once?
Except for a small part of the arrogant Turkic cavalry to search for the camp, most of them did not stop at all, chasing after the Tang soldiers and killing them.
They rode on horseback with their legs on the stirrups, their bodies were in the air, holding the rein in one hand and the knife in the other, making a strange cry of "drinking" in their mouths, and they came to cover up with the wind and the clouds...
(End of this chapter)
The night gradually fell, and the drizzle finally stopped, but the air was still filled with wet and cold water vapor, blown by the rustling north wind, and the chill was piercing to the bone.
The wasteland was dark, withered weeds wet by the rain, messy and low-slung ups and downs, and small animals such as hares shuttled through it from time to time, plucking the weeds and making rustling noises.
This is the only voice between heaven and earth...
In Nuoda's camp, it was as if the devil had cast a spell. Everything turned into rocks, no one moved, no one spoke, only the flames of the candles in the camp were swaying and extinguished by the cold wind. flickering...
Under a slope on the west side of the tent, a large figure was shrouded in the vast night, and it was dark, but there was no sound.
All the soldiers of the Shenji Camp have been withdrawn from the camp, and they will be lined up here again!
Two thousand warriors were fully armed, waiting in battle, their eyes glowing with a faint cold light, showing the flame of hatred, just waiting for the arrogant and cruel Turks to plunge into this huge pocket!
On the way home, the Turks brutally killed dozens of scouts, which made all the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion furious!
There is nothing more cruel and hateful than a wandering wanderer who loses the opportunity to embrace family forever on the way home.Those corpses, from warm-blooded and cheerful to icy and silent, filled the entire Divine Machine Camp with an angry flame!
They want revenge!
Fang Jun sat in the middle of the array, with a wooden box under his butt, and he was protected by personal guards from front to back, left and right.
His eyes were clear and bright, looking at the dark night sky in the distance, anxious and a little uneasy.
Logically speaking, now is the opportunity for the Turks to finally wipe out the battalion of the gods, and there is no reason for the Turks to let it go.
Three hundred miles away is Yumen Pass. In the case of an urgent march, it is possible to enter the pass in three days. The Turks did not dare to approach Yumen Pass after eating leopard gall.
And along the way, the Turks unscrupulously carried out this act of attacking the confidence and will of the Shenji Camp, like a cat chasing a mouse, chasing the Shenji Camp in a panic like a lost dog, not even dared to stop for a moment. Destined to flee eastward...
Tonight, it was rainy, the weather was wet and cold, and the weather, location, and people were not on Shenjiying's side.
If there is no accident, the Turks who are trailing behind will definitely attack with all their strength, trying to defeat the Shenji battalion in one fell swoop!
This is the conclusion that Fang Jun and Liu Rengui inferred. Both of them think that eight or nine are inseparable from ten, so for tonight, they set up a net of heaven and earth, waiting for the Turks to jump in with the confidence of victory...
But will the Turks really come?
Xi Junmai, who was beside him, swallowed his saliva and asked in a low voice, "Master Hou, are the Turks back?"
Fang Jun glanced at him, this kid faced the upcoming fierce battle, not only did he not have the slightest bit of nervousness and timidity, but his eyes were bright, excited and eager to try!
He smiled and said softly, "It's definitely coming!"
On the other side, Liu Rengui wiped the horizontal knife in his hand, even though the blade was as bright as snow, he kept wiping it with a piece of silk handkerchief. How could it be possible to let us in at the last minute? Tonight is the best time to annihilate us!"
Up and down the Shenji Camp, no one was willing to flee back to Guanzhong in such a dismal manner. The Turkic cavalry behind him had already caused a bloody feud among the soldiers of the Shenji Camp. Everyone was united and vowed to keep them on this ancient silk road forever. On, they will never be able to return to the prairie desert where they gallop freely!
However, on the battlefield, the situation is ever-changing, and no conclusion is absolute.All inferences may change unexpectedly due to some insignificant factors, and the plan will never change.
But Fang Jun is not reconciled!
Just in front of him, killed so many brothers who followed him to death, and then watched the murderer get away while he fled in despair?
However, the mobility of the Shenji Battalion could not be comparable to that of the Turks' cavalry, so he could only show the enemy's weakness like this, and finally found such a perfect battlefield and perfect timing, waiting for the Turks. Bring it to your door!
There was a dull sound of horse hoofs, and the hooves of "puff puff" were like a heavy hammer in the hearts of all the soldiers!
Liu Rengui shouted: "My own person!"
The already somewhat turbulent array suddenly quieted down, and everyone was inexplicably relieved.
Although I firmly believe that the Turks can be annihilated once on the banks of the Puchang Sea, this time will inevitably make the Turks unable to come and go, but I am still nervous. Last time, there were only a thousand Turkic cavalry. Who knew that the Turks suffered a big loss and realized the magic After the battle strength of the battalion, how many iron cavalry will be sent this time?
A scout ran not far in front of the array, and the scout on the horse jumped off the warhorse whose hooves were wrapped in leather, ran quickly to the front of the array with agile steps, and shouted: "Come on!"
"crash"
There was a sound of weapons rubbing in the array.
Fang Jun stood up from the formation and asked, "How many?"
"No less than three thousand cavalry! They are coming from the west, and they should have been following us. At this time, the speed has not been accelerated. After about half a stick of incense, they will arrive at five miles west of the camp. After a little adjustment, they will definitely launch a full-scale raid. !"
The scouts are articulate and express the enemy's situation clearly.
"Where are the rest of the scouts?"
"According to the strategy reserved by Hou Ye, all spread out, and keep abreast of the dynamics of the Turks!"
"Okay!" Fang Jun waved his fist fiercely!
All along the way, showing the enemy to be weak, and sure enough, the bet is right...
Turks, this time, I told you to come and go!
Fang Jun snorted: "The whole army is ready to meet the enemy, everyone is not allowed to make a sound!"
No one answered, but there was a strong and heavy murderous aura that permeated the wet and cold wasteland.
Thousands of people were waiting, but there was no sound, only the cold wind blew through the robes, making a strong sound.
The taste of waiting is the most difficult...
Until there was a muffled roar from the gloomy sky, the whole army couldn't help but feel nervous and refreshed!
The overwhelming sound of horse hooves is like the rolling thunder in the sky, getting closer and closer, and the earth under my feet is shaken by this turbulent momentum, which is swept away like a landslide!
A moment later, a black line suddenly appeared in the dark night, and the black shadows came into the world like demon gods breaking out of hell.
Getting closer, the rain-like sound of horses' hoofs sounded like countless huge leather drums beating in the ears of the soldiers of the Shenji camp, shaking the eardrums and shocking the heart.
In the silent camp, there were two soldiers left in each tent. At this moment, the prepared flammable objects were ignited. They fled from the tents, and deliberately let out shrill screams, pretending that the entire camp was in chaos. Imaginary, and then quickly withdraw to the east, attracting the Turkic cavalry!
Fang Jun's eyes were burning, staring at the front of the Turkic cavalry charging, and seeing that the other party had already rushed into the camp with an unstoppable momentum like a flood, some scattered around, searching camp by camp, and some continued to charge without stopping. Chased after the fleeing soldiers.
Seeing the fire, Fang Jun shouted loudly, "Light it up!"
The two soldiers who had already prepared to be on the edge of the river, heard the words and quickly lit the fire stick in their hands, and ignited the flames with a thick lead.
That lead is the usual three "Tiantianlei" leads twisted together, adding enough flammable medicine, as soon as it is ignited by the flame, a spark of sparks emerges and "chichi" burns.The other end of the lead is buried in a pre-dug shallow trench under the sand, and it is covered with a wooden board, which can prevent rain from soaking, and prevent people from stepping on horses and breaking the lead.
The lead wire "chichi" burned, the sparks got under the sand, and quickly thought about the distant camp and burned it...
At this time, the military tent in the camp was already in flames.
The Turks did not think that in such weather, the anger of the Tang army could still exert its power. As for the formation formed by the infantry, without the assistance of anger, wouldn't it just disperse at once?
Except for a small part of the arrogant Turkic cavalry to search for the camp, most of them did not stop at all, chasing after the Tang soldiers and killing them.
They rode on horseback with their legs on the stirrups, their bodies were in the air, holding the rein in one hand and the knife in the other, making a strange cry of "drinking" in their mouths, and they came to cover up with the wind and the clouds...
(End of this chapter)
