Chapter 390 Sniper
The night gradually fell, and the drizzle finally stopped, but the air was still filled with damp and cold water vapor, which was blown to the bone by the howling north wind.
The wasteland was dim, and the withered weeds were wetted by the rain, and were messy and uneven. From time to time, hares and other small animals shuttled through it, stirring the weeds and making rustling sounds.
This is the only sound between heaven and earth...
In Nuoda's camp, it was as if a devil had cast a spell. Everything turned into rocks. No one moved or spoke. Only the flames of candles in the tents were blown by the cold wind. Flashing and erratic...
Under a slope to the west of the camp, a large figure was shrouded in the vast night. It was completely dark, but there was no sound.
All the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion have withdrawn from the tents and are waiting in formation!
Two thousand warriors were fully armed and ready, their eyes glowing with cold light and filled with the flames 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 more hateful than a wanderer who loses forever the opportunity to embrace family affection on his way home. Those corpses, from hot-blooded and cheerful to cold and silent, filled the entire Shenji Camp with an angry flame!
They want revenge!
Fang Jun was sitting in the middle of the array, with a wooden box under his butt, and was protected by personal guards on both sides.
His eyes were clear and bright, looking at the dark night sky in the distance, anxious and a little worried.
Logically speaking, now is the last chance for the Turks to annihilate the Shenji Battalion, and there is no reason for the Turks to let it go.
Three hundred miles away is Yumen Pass. In the case of a hasty march, it can be entered in three days. The Turks did not dare to approach Yumen Pass because they were afraid of leopards.
Along the way, the Turks unscrupulously carried out these actions that undermined the confidence and will of the Shenji Battalion. They were like cats chasing away mice, chasing the Shenji Battalion as panic-stricken as a bereaved dog. They did not dare to stay even for a moment. They fought hard. Fleeing eastward...
Tonight, it happens to be cloudy and rainy, the weather is wet and cold, the weather, location, people and people are all not on the side of Shenji Camp.
If nothing unexpected happens, the Turks who are following behind will definitely attack with all their strength, trying to defeat the Shenji Camp in one fell swoop!
This was the conclusion deduced by Fang Jun and Liu Rengui. Both of them believed that this was inseparable from that, so they set up a dragnet for tonight, waiting for the Turks to rush 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 Marquis, are the Turks coming back?"
Fang Jun glanced at him. Facing the upcoming fierce battle, this boy not only showed no trace of nervousness and timidity, but his eyes were bright, inexplicably excited, and eager to try!
He smiled and said softly: "I'll definitely come!"
On the other side, Liu Rengui wiped the horizontal knife in his hand. Although the blade was as bright as snow, he still wiped it with a silk handkerchief. Hearing this, he said in a low voice: "The Turks chased us all the way like a cat playing with a mouse. How can we be let in at the last moment? Tonight is the best time to annihilate us!”
No one in the Shenji Camp was willing to flee back to Guanzhong in such a dejected manner. The Turkic cavalry behind them had already caused a blood feud among the soldiers of the Shenji Camp. Everyone was united and vowed to leave them on this ancient silk road forever. They will never be able to return to the grasslands and deserts where they roam freely!
However, on the battlefield, the situation is ever-changing, and no conclusion is absolute. All inferences may undergo unexpected changes due to some unobservable factors, and plans can never catch up with changes.
But Fang Jun was unwilling to give in!
Just in front of him, he killed so many brothers who followed him through life and death, and then he had to watch the murderer walk free while he escaped in despair?
However, the mobility of the Shenji Battalion could not be compared to the Turkic cavalry, so he could only keep showing off his weakness to the enemy, and finally found such a perfect battlefield and perfect opportunity, waiting for the Turks. Deliver it to your door yourself!
There was a dull sound of horse hooves, and the "Puff" sound of the hoofs was like a heavy hammer that struck hard in the hearts of all the soldiers!
Liu Rengui shouted: "One of our own!"
The already somewhat noisy array suddenly became quiet, and everyone felt inexplicably relieved.
Although I firmly believe that the Turks can be annihilated once by the Puchang Sea, this time the Turks will definitely be unable to come or go, but I am still nervous. There were only a thousand Turkic cavalry last time. Who knew that the Turks suffered a big loss and realized the magic plan? After increasing the combat strength of the battalion, how many cavalry will be sent this time?
A scout on horseback rushed not far in front of the array. The scout on the horse jumped off the war horse with leather-wrapped hooves, ran quickly to the front of the array with agile steps, and shouted: "Here we come!"
"Wow"
There was a sound of weapons rubbing against each other in the array.
Fang Jun stood up from the formation and asked: "How many people are there?"
"No less than three thousand horses! They are coming from the west. They should have been following us. We haven't picked up the speed yet. After about half a stick of incense, we will arrive five miles west of the camp. If we make a little adjustment, we will definitely launch a full-scale surprise attack. ! ”
The scouts were eloquent and clearly stated the enemy's situation.
"Where are the rest of the scouts?"
"According to the strategy planned by the Marquis, all spread out in all directions to keep track of the Turks' movements at any time!"
"Okay!" Fang Jun waved his fist fiercely!
Showing weakness to the enemy along the way turned out to be a correct bet...
Turk bastards, this time, I won’t let you come or go!
Fang Jun shouted: "The whole army is ready to meet the enemy, no one is allowed to make a sound!"
No one responded, but there was a thick and thick murderous aura that spread over the damp and cold wasteland. It was so substantial that it was so oppressive that people could not breathe!
Thousands of people were waiting in formation, but there was no sound. Only the cold wind blew through their robes, making a fierce sound.
The feeling of waiting is the most difficult...
Until the dull roar of drums came from the dark horizon, the whole army couldn't help but feel nervous and refreshed!
The overwhelming sound of horse hooves was like rolling muffled thunder in the sky, getting closer and closer, and the ground under my feet was shaken and shaken by this surging and domineering momentum, just like a landslide and a crack in the earth!
For a moment, a black line suddenly appeared in the dim night, and the black shadows were like the demon god emerging from the hell, coming to the world with a violent and ferocious momentum, wanting to devour all living creatures in the world and destroy everything!
Getting closer and closer, the sound of horse hoofs sounded like raindrops, like countless huge leather drums beating in the ears of the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion, shaking the eardrums and shocking the hearts.
In the silent camp, there were two soldiers left in each tent. At this time, they ignited the flammable objects prepared in advance, and fled from the tent, deliberately letting out shrill screams, pretending that the entire camp was in chaos. Illusion, and then quickly evacuate eastward to attract the Turkic cavalry!
Fang Jun's eyes were intense, staring closely at the charging line of the Turkic cavalry. When he saw that the enemy had rushed into the camp with an unstoppable force like a flood, some of them spread out and searched tents one by one, while others continued to charge without stopping. Chasing after the fleeing soldiers.
Seeing the heat of the fire, Fang Jun shouted loudly: "Light the fire!"
The two soldiers who had been waiting at the edge of the river quickly lit the fire sticks in their hands after hearing this, and ignited the flames to a thick fuse.
The fuse was an ordinary three-strand "Thunder" fuse twisted together, with a sufficient amount of flammable medicine. As soon as it was ignited by the flame, a stream of sparks came out and burned with a "chichi" sound. The other end of the lead wire was buried in a shallow trench dug in advance under the sand, and covered with wooden boards to prevent it from being soaked by rain and to prevent people from breaking the lead wire when trampled by horses.
The fuse burned "chichi", and the sparks burrowed under the sand, quickly thinking about burning the camp in the distance...
At this time, the military tent in the camp was already ablaze.
The Turks didn't think that the Tang army's fire energy could still exert its power in such weather. As for the formation formed by the infantry, without the assistance of fire energy, wouldn't it be broken up in a rush?
Except for a small number of arrogant Turkic cavalry who separated to search the camp, most of them did not stop at all and chased after the Tang soldiers.
They were riding on horseback, with their legs in stirrups, their bodies hanging in the air, holding reins in one hand and a knife in the other. They made strange screams of "drink, drink" from their mouths, and came with the force of wind and clouds... (End of this chapter)