Yin Bingheng was very excited. As Wang Yuan's disciple, he had practiced martial arts and military tactics for twelve years.

But it was all done behind closed doors and never went to the battlefield at all.

Now, he has become Wang Yuan's personal guard captain, but he still has never fought with real swords and guns.

It was still dark, but I could already see clearly ten steps away.

There were no torches in the whole army, so Yin Bingheng held a coin in his mouth, and the four hooves of his war horse were wrapped in cotton cloth, and he led the horse cautiously towards the enemy's camp.

After all, the enemy general is not really a fool when he is out on an expedition.

Before the morning prayer, they not only set up sentries, but also sent out sentries to patrol outside the camp, just because they were afraid of being raided during the morning prayer.

A Green Cult sentry yawned and suddenly saw shadows in the distance. The guy rubbed his eyes, but the sky was too dark to see clearly. He rode on horseback for more than ten steps and was sure that there were many black shadows moving on the opposite side.

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"Woo!!!!"

The sentry rider blew his horn to warn.

"Mount!"

Lu Sheng gave the order, got on his horse and led the charge.

Yin Bingheng also hurriedly mounted his horse, spit out the wood chips in his mouth, and rushed out with his saber.

More than 3,000 cavalry rushed forward, but at this moment, the enemy soldiers were still queuing up to wash their hands, and the real morning ritual had not yet begun.

The four-nation allied forces have been attacking the city continuously for more than half a month. Yesterday, they burned, killed, and looted the city again, and even beat each other over the trophies. After returning to the camp, the officers actually searched for the trophies and ordered them to hand over all their belongings. They worked until very late anyway.

, I had to get up at dawn the next day to pray.

I was so tired and sleepy that I dozed off while waiting in line to wash my hands.

Hearing the sound of the horn of their own sentry, most of the soldiers did not react and subconsciously looked over there.

"Enemy attack!"

The Green Religion army will be divided into two parts, one is responsible for guarding and the other is performing worship, and each must take turns.

Upon hearing the trumpet, the soldiers on guard hurriedly formed a defensive formation. In fact, they were also dozing off because they got up earlier.

Lu Sheng regretted seeing this, and felt that a night attack seemed more reliable, so he ordered: "Raise the gun!"

The herald kept waving the flag and rushed out for a while. Only then did the cavalry under his command understand the order and took out their loaded muskets.

Rushing outside the camp, three thousand Han cavalry fired freely, while Rama's hundreds of Indian cavalry could only watch.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Riding on horseback, he fired randomly, knocking the Green Cult soldiers unconscious.

Lu Sheng shouted: "Open the door!"

The cavalry unit brought a few small cannons, which can be carried by a single person. It is not burdensome to carry them on war horses.

About ten steps away from the gate of the camp, six small cannons began to load gunpowder, and the remaining fire cavalry provided fire cover.

"Boom boom boom boom boom!"

At a distance of ten steps, six small cannons fired a salvo, all of which hit accurately, directly knocking down the gate of the camp.

Rama took his son Kapati and led hundreds of Indian cavalry to charge immediately and entered the enemy camp in an instant.

"flywheel!"

Hundreds of cavalrymen took off the Indian ring blades hanging on their arms, raised their fingers, spun them around a few times, and threw them at the enemy. The range of this thing is more than 40 meters, and it can cut bamboo with a diameter of two centimeters within 30 meters.

, can achieve miraculous results when used at critical moments.

The local formations that had been dispersed by muskets had just regrouped, and were served by hundreds of Indian ring blades. They were beaten to collapse and fled again.

Even though there are 20,000 troops in this camp, the distance between the military tents is limited, so they can only be assembled into many large and small troops. Moreover, all the generals have a ghusl (bathing) before the ceremony, and the middle and low-level officers

Unable to effectively organize soldiers.

After Rama led his troops to disperse this group of troops, he immediately rushed towards the next enemy team along the passage between the military tents.

Yin Bingheng arrived shortly afterwards. He led a thousand of the king's personal guards and a thousand of the most elite cavalry, and charged towards another passage. From a distance, he ordered: "Raise the gun!"

Before entering the enemy camp, I had already reloaded my ammunition. Now I was charging and firing without caring about how much I had left.

The enemy melee infantry in the front row fell instantly, and the survivors hurriedly fled back, scattering the friendly archers who were about to shoot.

"kill!"

Yin Bingheng raised his sword and cut down several enemies one after another. His more than ten years of martial arts training finally came into use.

In the case of a serious lack of organization, the Green Sect soldiers were divided into dozens of groups and gathered nearby to fight independently. After defeating the first few groups of enemies, Yin Bingheng and Lama had an easier time killing because they only had to follow the broken troops and charge.

That's it, the enemy's broken troops are their stormtroopers.

What's more interesting is that the enemy troops who are too far away can only hear various shouts of killing because the military tents block the line of sight, and they have no idea what is going on ahead or how many cavalry are coming to kill them.

Seeing the friendly troops fleeing, the Green Priests, who were confused about the situation, also ran around. They didn't even see the cavalry.

A middle-aged fat man was riding a horse on the wrong side of the road. He was dressed randomly and had no time to put on his armor. He rushed up with a group of cavalry and shouted: "Don't retreat, fight back with me!"

The sky was bright at this time.

Yin Bingheng hung up his saber, raised his bow and arrow, and shot out an arrow. The middle-aged fat man fell down at the sound.

"The Sultan is dead, the Sultan is dead!"

Some people screamed in fear, and then the whole line collapsed.

The camp of the Golconda Kingdom was completely killed, and the fleeing soldiers rushed to the camp of the Suryavamusha Kingdom next door. They shouted for help outside the camp, but the friendly forces not only refused to let them in, but instead shot arrows outside. These defeated soldiers

The soldiers had no choice but to scatter and flee.

Yin Bingheng and Rama stopped one after another. It was true that the country's camp was on guard and it was impossible to rush in and kill indiscriminately.

Coach Lu Sheng also followed and blamed himself: "We should have attacked at night. I was wrong this time."

"Shang Shu, look!" Kapati suddenly pointed to the enemy camp further away.

However, they saw that although the Bidar and Ravennalayek camps did not suffer any attack, they all chose to flee the camp. They did not even take care of the army's baggage and left with only a small amount of property and food.

What the hell?

Lu Sheng was confused.

…

Decades ago, there was a Bahmani Sultanate, assisted by Prime Minister Mahmud Javan, which almost unified the southern Deccan region.

Moreover, this prime minister implemented reforms, the country's finances were abundant, and the administrative system was efficient, and the power of the Green Sect entered its heyday.

Regardless of whether it is ancient or modern, China or foreign countries, most reformers will not end well.

Mahmood Jawan was killed by the Sultan and the nobles because his monopoly on government threatened the Sultan and because his reforms harmed the interests of too many nobles.

After the death of this prime minister, the Bahmani Sultanate immediately fell apart.

Of the six sultanates that attacked Tianzhu this time, three of them were independent from Bahmani. The prime minister who was murdered and died directly kidnapped the sultan and moved the capital to Bidar City.

Bidar Sultanate, and successive sultans have been under house arrest.

Therefore, among the six countries, the Bidar Sultanate is the orthodox one, but its national power is the weakest.

Emmand Jawan was taking a bath. There were too many killings yesterday. He must perform ghusl before the morning prayer, otherwise it would be blasphemy against God.

A large wooden barrel was placed above his head, and Armand Jawan was naked.

He first recited relevant scriptures, then prayed devoutly, and then began ghusl. He faced the west, washed his right hand first, then his left hand, rinsed his mouth, choked his nose, washed his face, washed his arms and elbows three times, and then washed his hair.

, then pour water all over the body, and finally leave the original position to rinse the feet... You can't talk during the whole process, and other people can't talk either. Only after taking a shower can you perform worship activities.

Ordinary soldiers are not so particular. They only need to carry out countless barrels and the soldiers line up to wash their hands.

Emmand Jawan had just finished washing his elbows and was washing his head when he suddenly heard the sound of a horn in the distance.

His attendants hesitated to speak because it was shameful to disturb someone else's ghusl.

"The enemy is attacking, the entire army must assemble!"

Armand Javan shouted loudly, grabbed some clothes randomly, wiped the water stains on his face first, and then put on his pants in a panic.

With no time to put on his clothes, let alone put on his armor, Armand Jarwan picked up his weapon and ran shirtless outside the tent to check the situation. However, the four-nation coalition forces of more than 80,000 people were encamped separately, and they were all densely packed with tents, making it impossible to see clearly.

What happened.

It was just dawn at this time, the sky was only slightly bright, and only dark shadows could be seen from too far away.

The southernmost camp was filled with shouts of killing, and within a few moments, countless Golconda soldiers fled for their lives in panic.

"Withdraw! No baggage, all troops return home!"

Armand Jawan rode shirtless on his war horse. He neither went to rescue friendly troops nor summoned troops to defend the camp, but directly escaped with his troops.

There is also a large camp of a country blocking the way. He is not afraid of being chased by enemy troops. Friendly troops are his retreat barrier.

Since ancient times, allied armies have been prone to internal strife, and the same is true for this allied army.
To be continued...