Start: Datang Wanli a lonely city

Chapter 71 Night Raid ([-])

Facing the night attack of Hu Biao and others, and already touched the position only 50 meters in front of the camp, such a terrible situation.

The Tartar side immediately showed amazing fighting qualities.

Under the sudden attack, they were indeed a little flustered and embarrassed, but based on the fighting qualities they had cultivated in years of fighting, some of the responses they made were quite beautiful.

At the moment when the warning sounded, they immediately held the weapons that they deliberately put on hand before going to bed.

While standing up one after another, they guarded their weapons in front of them.

Among them, the leader of the white-armored Tartar soldiers, and three particularly stout Tartars who should belong to the vest among the Tartars, responded particularly brightly.

Why do you say that?Tartars have practiced martial arts, horse bow and so on since they were ten years old, or even younger.

After becoming an adult, there will be an assessment every three years. After passing the assessment, you can become a step armor. The next step is to become a more elite vest, and the next step is to become a white armor.

Among them, the combat effectiveness of the infantry armor is comparable to that of the servants of the Ming army, and the combat effectiveness of the vest and white armor can only be stronger.

Even Yu Ding, who did not pass the assessment, was stronger than the battalions of the Daming Frontier Army.

So, the leader of the white-armored men and the three vest men are actually wearing armor while sleeping, don't they feel disgusted and panic?
Under the sudden attack, they not only quickly got up from the ground grabbing their weapons.

He was still roaring loudly and commanding, causing the other flustered infantrymen and Yu Ding to quickly move closer to them, preparing to temporarily form a few small battle formations.

If they really get what they want, then Hu Biao and the others will face even greater pressure...

Talk! With a distance of 50 meters, how long would it take for Hu Biao and others to rush over?

According to the modern plane, the standard of physical examination for college students in our country, if you can run in 9 seconds, then you can only be regarded as a pass, if you can run in 6.8 seconds, you can even be regarded as an excellent grade.

Netizens who know what the current charge speed represents.

Now they are completely desperate. They have completely forgotten to maintain the formation, or they can't care about the formation. At present, they have run at least a little over 7 seconds.

It's just that even so, they are still not satisfied; because it seems that this speed is not enough.

This is indeed the case, when Hu Biao, who took the lead, rushed to a distance of about 20 meters.

Most of the Tartars had already got up, and the night guard squatted on the ground. After drawing an arrow from the quiver at his waist, he quickly shot an arrow at the charging crowd.

Although this Tartar looks like a mere infantry, his archery skills are still much better than those of the netizens.

In a blink of an eye, a scream rang out in Hu Biao's ears, and he didn't know who was shot by the arrow in the team, and the injury was fatal.

Before the opponent drew another arrow, he suddenly drew a throwing knife from his waist with his right hand, and threw it within his current maximum effective range.

Thank goodness!This knife hit the Tartar in the face, causing the guy to fall on his back.

The rest of the old snakes and the other two netizens acted as archers, and at this juncture, they shot an arrow at the other Tartars.

Unfortunately, it still missed.

Fortunately, facing the suppression of arrows, in order to avoid those Tartars who were in a panic for a while, the speed of approaching each other to form an formation was also slowed down.

Even during this process, Lao Hei held the blunderbuss with the matchlock in his hand, and greeted the leader of the white-armored soldiers with a loud noise.

This shot was brought by Yang Dongli with granules of gunpowder, propelled by a stronger explosive force, and called out the steel bar head.

Still failed to achieve results, and also failed under the early dodge of the white armored soldiers.

"What the hell! If I knew I put a handful of iron sand in the barrel of the gun, how can this grandson hide?" Seeing this, Lao Hei cursed bitterly.

Then he knew that it was too late to reload, so he swung the barrel and rushed up.

In such bows and arrows, Hu Biao finally took the lead and rushed into the camp.

Without even thinking about it, he directly killed the white-armored Tartar soldier; because he had an intuition that this was related to the success or failure of this battle...

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Following the footsteps of Xu Feng in front of him, the college student Corn moved his legs frantically, even during the short charge, his poor lungs were already aching.

no way!Although the current formation of all the netizens has long been a mess.

However, as the sword and shield player of the third combat team, he still clearly remembered his duties.

After rushing into the tartar camp, when forming an formation to fight against opponents, he had to hold the rattan card in his hand and stand at the front of the formation.

So, if he runs behind everyone, the battle plan of ending the battle is completely over.

During this desperate charge, he was pleasantly surprised to see the Tartar who was watching the night, after a flash of cold light in Hu Biao's hand, he immediately fell down with his head up.

It's a pity that before he yelled "Okay", he saw a scene of corns in his eyes, and his scalp became numb.

Because right in front of them, among the remaining eight Tartars, the three fastest ones were dodging their own arrows.

Before he even had a firm foothold, he had already started to bow.

The remaining five Tartars, with various weapons in their hands, were moving closer to each other as quickly as possible.

Instinctively, Corn shielded the rattan shield in his left hand in front of his body; in the next second, an arrow with astonishing speed was shot towards this side.

But it shot behind him. I don't know which group's unlucky guy it was.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he could actually feel some blood, which splashed on the back of his neck and flowed down his neck into the collar, and it was so hot.

And in the ear, at this moment, Corn could actually hear the surroundings, and there was more than one scream.

Thinking about it, some unlucky ones got shot in the other battle groups; even if these Tartars were under attack, the fighting power they burst out in a hurry was still a bit outrageous.

It's just that the hard-working college students know that now they have no other choice but to continue to push forward.

Back off, run away?

Such an approach, not to mention the task punishment, just with the precise arrow technique of these tartars, they can shoot and kill all of them from behind like a rabbit with ease.

With anxiety, fear and many other emotions intertwined in his heart, Corn roared wildly, and he didn't even know what the specific content was.

But the steps under his feet are almost twice as fast.

In the end, when the lead corn also rushed into the tartar camp, among the 28 netizens in this operation, three of them were already shot down by arrows.

In a hurry, I don't know how many people were shot to death, and how many people were injured, whether it was serious or not.

There were three other netizens who obviously slowed down their pace; but among these three cowards, Xu Er, an elite man in society, was not among them.

Immediately on the battlefield, seven veterans rushed to the front, fifteen rookies followed closely, and the three rookies gradually pulled down a section, and there were three people lying on the ground.

If you look down from a high altitude, that scene is indescribably wonderful...

After rushing into the camp, Xu Feng directly approached a Tartar vest soldier, and when he roared out the word "Kill~" after becoming angry, the spear in his hand was already aimed at the opponent's throat.

It's a pity that the Tartars were not the target of his daily practice. With a pair of mace-like weapons in his hands, he blocked the shot with a wave of his left hand.

The iron mace in the other right hand was smashed right at Xu Feng.

Fortunately, at such a time, the corn behind Xufeng had already arrived, and after holding up the rattan card in his hand, he blocked the mace that hit Xufeng's head.

But in the panic, no one else noticed that Corn's mouth was crooked at this moment.

Because of the great strength of this mace, the wrist of his left hand holding the shield felt a tingling pain.

(End of this chapter)