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Chapter 45 The Raid at Night

"Oh, are those bastards here...ah...ah..."

The yawning mouth and tongue moved randomly, saying these moaning words. However, the work in my hand did not stop. A bright gas lamp replaced the light that had become dark because the fuel was approaching, and this was one of the favorable conditions. In fact, it was the time when humans were most sleepy. This did not come from the results of scientific research, but the experience gained by the Mongolians in their long-term wars.

When the two advantages appeared together, the whole quiet night seemed to suddenly come alive. When the bright lights on the car array became blurred because of the dimness, suddenly the sound of raindrops hitting the ground as if they were the first to fall from the Black Sea.

"Bububu...rumble...rumble..."

These sounds became like a tide in almost a few seconds, as if a big wave was about to overturn the entire vehicle array. The person who was smoking the pipe stopped smoking, and in his half-open mouth, the pipe slipped down and did not alarm him.

The soldiers on the four corners of the vestor tower of the chariot, who had just changed the lights, had already been blinded by the bright lights. When they turned around, they could not see anything. But he knew in his heart that something was wrong! At this time, he didn't care about shaking any sirens anymore, and the eyes couldn't see anything at all. As soon as he reached out, he raised his musket and planned to call the police with a shot.

However, nothing was wrong. The distance of 1,000 meters was not enough for the cavalry to take a few seconds. The sentry had just touched the lottery and moved the flintlock machine. Before he could pull the trigger, a long arrow hit his extremely conspicuous figure under the light. Moreover, he was really negligent in the precautions. At this time, he did not wear a face armor. He shot in from a little below his chin with just one arrow. Some of the arrows were pointed at the back of his neck. There was a sharp bone arrow that was worn in the blood.

However, the sound of horse hooves that could not be hidden at all by such a large cavalry charge came from the excitement of the Mongolian soldiers. And what came from the sound of these screams was the overwhelming arrows.

Fortunately, at this time, except for the gunners and the people around Zhao Xu, most of the tents were empty because the cavalry went out to ambush. As for the habit of the gunners, they like to sleep under the big cart on such nights. Even if it rains, they can't wet them even if they are covered by the great power. And even on the grassland, the inflatable cushions allow them to rest assured.

This effectively reduces casualties, but those who sleep in the tent do not have the habit of sleeping in armor. They easily penetrate the arrow branches of the tent and send many people to hell in their sleep.

"Peng..."

A musketeer who knew it shot at the sound of horse hooves outside the car, then picked up another musket beside him. At this time, the musketeers who woke up from the confusion in the early morning began one, and then two groups of musketeers shot rows of bullets at the sound of horse hooves in the dark.

"Wake up, they attacked..."

Amid the Mongolian roar, the musket that had not been asleep for a long time was urged to get up. They were almost confused, and their hands were immediately stuffed with warmth. They had just shot the musket.

"Recharge...Aim...Shoot!"

With the officer's roar, in the next ten seconds, the third row of guns rang out, followed by the fourth row of guns...

However, the shooting at this time was too blind. The muskets that the soldiers had mounted on the walls of the cart were almost blindly shot with the sound of horse hooves. They could not see their eyes at all. Even after the wave of people who had just been awakened, they were still rubbing their tears that were smoked by the smoke.

At this time, the feather arrows in the sky became increasingly dense, and the Mongolian night-raid cavalry quickly approached the formation. However, they also saw the difficulties they faced. The bright lights on the four corners of the formation made all the charging Mongolian cavalry feel their eyes blooming. Fortunately, such a cavalry was just to shoot the arrow into the rough direction, otherwise they would not even understand the shooting in that direction.

As for those bullets that were shot blindly, as the shooting people became a team, the fire-raising fire under the command, the casualties of the Mongolian cavalry at night began to increase. This was not the worst case. When the cavalry approached the formation, they were surprised to find that the formation was completely a square box. Those 6** cars as high as 2.5 meters had cars that were 5 to 6 meters long. At this moment, they were crossing there, like a wall.

The cavalry quickly pulled their horses and tried to bypass the chariot array in front of them to find the entrance to the camp. However, the only regrettable answer was that the chariot array had no entrance. Just as they were running horizontally around the chariot array, they became the targets of the musketeers on the chariot array and gathered fire to shoot.

Under the bright lights, the Mongolian cavalry flipped off their saddles and hid beside their war horses like juggling. This was originally a good way to avoid attacks on bows and arrows, but when facing muskets, it was not so useful.

Where bright lights can be collected, the musketeers who have been completely checked and entered the state desperately put the bullets into the barrel, and then used a straight line to make it clear. Then they took out another base fire and entered the flintlock gun. Their mechanical movements followed the command, and in this matter, they were even faster than the European musketeers who had been trained in history.

First, it comes from the agility of the Easterners. Compared with the Easterners, the flexibility of the Westerners is slightly worse. In addition, the Easterners' compliance with discipline, the Mongolians are also slightly better in this matter. In terms of musket technology, because of the existence and guidance of Martin, it is even a very good musket. Although the barrel forging technology is a bit insufficient, the fixed ammunition is much better than when the flintlock was first released in the future.

But there were as many as 60,000 cavalrymen attacking at night. When all their war horses galloped, they were really like the tide. Although the musketeers on the chariot were desperately loading ammunition and shooting towards the vaguely visible figures in front of them under the faint lights. However, the huge number made the attacking cavalry not worried at all about the casualties of these hundreds or thousands of people.

The arrow branches in the sky became increasingly dense, especially as they flew through the sky, some bright arrows with flames flew over from a distance.

And this is the real danger.
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