Night has already fallen in the countryside outside Changle County.

In a camp where wind was leaking from all sides, the cavalry team Zheng Zhao Yingong, who was covered in scars and hungry and tired, finally waited for the food he sent in; the yellowed brown rice and a few pieces of dried kelp with salt flowers were not even coping with soup; it was a very different result from his previous hospitality with wine, meat and women.

Just because he had lost most of his subordinates and staff, and also lost the capital that these people respected and valued, and also ate the products of the major defeats in their faces; the reality and ruthlessness of the leaders of the Bud Group can be seen in this way;

But he no longer had the intention to care about it, or to feel disgusted and angry about it, but instead ate all the food on the spot; then carefully tore open the bandaged silk belt and deal with his arrows to the dim lights;

This is the last bit of memorial left to him when he was wielding the tall thief with ash on his body, waving his two sides like big cards, and rushed to the city without any reason when he ordered his subordinates to siege him.

At the beginning, Zhao Yingong, who jumped off the city with a broken arrow shaft, seemed to be because of the limited height of the city wall. He did not die on the spot, but was a messy person piled up with the dead, and then was brought back to the besieged camp by his sincere subordinates in a drowsy state;

However, what made him even more angry and helpless was that not only did he come from the village leader Zhao Ziri who had originally agreed to meet him for a long time, or he was late, but he was too late to retreat after seeing the attack and disintegration of the government army;

Even most of the leaders of the United Army were scared into chaos on the grounds that the enemy was unknown, and even watched their defeat step by step. They wasted the opportunity and breakthrough created by their official army and desperately created.

When he woke up, he wanted to get angry and question but could not find his supporter. Instead, he was disarmed and put on a disguised house arrest; in the words of the Zhao village leader, it was for his future considerations, and he also polished his somewhat inappropriate personality;

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but stop the movements in his hand and sighed heavily with a slight twitch. Could it be that he was still unlucky, and in the end even the rich man in the country could humiliate him a little.

After this defeat, even his new subordinates who had not long been able to escape back were already disheartened; he could even follow the sound of the night wind and hear some familiar voices not far away, drunkenly complaining about this, while his tongue was mixed with the name of his cavalry team.

It was only when he calmed down the boredom and resentment in his chest again, and finally he fell asleep with a faint pain and closed his eyes;

During this sleep, he dreamed of the long-lost customs in his hometown, the mountains of Yanmen, the towering ancient roads of the military capital, the sourness of old vinegar in Hedong, the thick waist and thick songs of the boatwoman on the banks of the river, the wind rippling on the golden wheat fields like waves...

Then suddenly the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, and the golden wheat field was burned to ashes in an instant. All the beautiful things were swallowed up by the flames all over the mountains from the sky. In an instant, he woke up in the severe pain of struggle and twisting, and then found that he used too much force and rolled down from the straw mat, and even the wounds were bleeding again.

The burnt and smoke in the air were like it was continuing from that dream. Only then did he notice the abnormal light outside the camp, the swaying figures, and the loud shouts; he was completely shocked from the last bit of haze.

Now he was indeed attacked by the enemy. When he rushed out of the camp, there was no guard or stop him. He was in a panic wherever he saw and heard. And around the camp, there seemed to be bandits shouting from all directions, as if the roars and movements of countless people were blown up on the spot and the crowds were running around and trampling on each other.

No matter how he shouted and stopped, or if he snatched weapons casually and chopped them up, he would just let the people who were eager to escape bypass him.

In the end, Zhao Yingong, who was covered in blood and exhausted, could only be wrapped in it helplessly and powerlessly, and rushed out in an unknown direction.

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As for Zhou Huaian's rebel army, this was undoubtedly a great adventure and speculation.

At the cost of taking the last bit of combat power and guards in the city, the cavalry teams who came to help and the direct teams who rode on horseback worked together to launch a night raid against the United Kingdom regiments outside the city in return. Of course, this night raid was more like a means of bluff in a sense.

Because they actually invested not much, they dragged the branches on the ground behind the horse to create smoke and dust, holding huge trumpets made of iron or thick paper in their hands, riding horses and galloping outside these camps while shouting and shouting with all their strength, so as to disturb and scare more thieves from their sleep.

Then the real blow came from the darkness. Some people used bamboo catapults to throw them out, and they were specially made burning substances with choking fireworks. It is said that the main ones were cloth and scattered pieces soaked in horse urine and toxic alkaline. If you smell too much, you can make your mouth and tongue numb and feel sad and you will feel dizzy.

Therefore, it was like a spark that could start a prairie fire. Although it could only fall on the edge of these earthen groups' joint camps, it immediately smoked out a large amount of money, panicked and scattered people who were not covered in clothes. Then they knocked down and knocked down more things in the camp, and even caused a spreading fire, making the situation even more chaotic.

The sweaty young man Xiaoqi was also among the people who were busy operating the catapult. He finally understood why the monk camp officer insisted on letting them eat some strange things, and often startled them from their night sleep, and then sat down with orders.

In a sense, the people who were selected all had an unaffected eye at night; or in other words, the monk's camp had everyone swallowed some of the smell every now and then, and the dried fish and internal organs and raw chickens and ducks were mixed for the needs of this situation.

At least if you eat too much of these fishy things, people will gradually become clear at night and see some details in the darkness. In addition, some special signals and nighttime exercise training are effective means to prevent others from attacking camps at night.

After all, it is not easy and easy to fight in this era when visibility is not high; especially in such cloudy weather with dull and dark moonlight. Now, this initial effect that can be achieved in the short term has finally fallen on their enemies for the first time.

But the few people gathered together from the remaining people in the city, there were still too few people to use, so even the followers like Xiaoqi who were doing errands and running errands were sent out as the lookout for those operating teams with limited vision. While observing the changes in the enemy situation, they guided and corrected the projection direction for them.
Chapter completed!