The nights on the grassland are beautiful, with stars covering the entire night sky. Although the weather has begun to turn cooler, this temperature is nothing for the Mongolians who are already accustomed to the severe winter.

On the wide grassland, piles of bonfires were lit, and countless Mongolian soldiers sat on the ground around the bonfire. They drank horse milk wine and ate their own jerky and laughed loudly. Some of them were drinking and even performed wrestling in public. The entire camp was very lively.

On the other hand, the Ming army camp, two miles away from the Mongolian camp, was completely different. The entire camp was quiet. Apart from the piles of bonfires lit on the positions at the foot of the mountain and the neat footsteps of the sergeants patrolling the camp, there was almost no unnecessary sound in the entire camp.

On the highest flat ground on the hill, Yang Feng and the officers were quietly looking at the Mongolian camp in the distance, looking at the ignorant people in the fire, listening to the vague noisy laughter and scolding, many officers looked very bad.

Cao Yingmao gritted his teeth and shouted: "These Mongolian Tartars are so arrogant. The war is imminent. They are so arrogant and domineering. Do you really think they can win our Jiangning army?"

Qiu Disheng whispered: "Why should Lao Cao be angry? The more arrogant these Mongolian Tartars are, the more beneficial it is to us. We will be more relaxed when we touch their nests tonight. But I also impressed those Mongolian Tartars. The army went out to fight and did not even carry a tent, so they just slept in the wild without fear of getting sick."

"Haha..." Everyone laughed softly when they heard this. Huang Jiye smiled and said, "Mongolia is indeed the case. The more the Tartars do not take us seriously, the more beneficial it will be to us. It would be bad if the Tartars act like they are facing a great enemy."

Compared to the confident people, Qi Yan, the calm-minded tutor, said to Yang Feng with some concern: "Sir, the risk of night attacks has been very high since ancient times. If the Mongols were careful and set up an ambush outside, we would probably fall into a trap this night attack!"

After Qi Yan said the words, the officers' laughter stopped, and many people turned their attention to Yang Feng, the initiator of the plan.

The plan for this night attack was proposed by Yang Feng.

In fact, Yang Feng also made a temporary decision on this night attack plan. Since seeing Udam arrive, Yang Feng summoned everyone to discuss the feasibility of the night attack.

In the age of cold weapons, night battles are a difficult life. Night blindness, communication and command difficulties all plague the implementation of night battles. In the dark and chaotic night, it is difficult for both sides to command the troops effectively once the commanders of both sides fight. After night, the command methods used during the day, whether it is flags, drums, or through commands passing commands through commanders, almost all lost their effect. Therefore, generally no commander will choose to fight against the enemy at night unless it is absolutely necessary, because there are too many uncertain factors here.

However, after studying for a while, everyone was surprised to find that since Yang Feng equipped the walkie-talkie with more than 100 armies below, the biggest problem that restricted the troops' night battles no longer existed. The only concerns were other uncertain factors, such as sight, etc., and these things could be solved through preparation.

After hearing Qi Yan's concerns, Yang Feng pondered for a moment before saying, "Old Qi, your worry is not unreasonable, but you must know that the Mongols have dragged us here now, and the Mongols are all cavalry, and they come and leave whenever they want. If the Mongols don't fight us, just hanging behind us and harass us from time to time, what consequences do you think we will have?"

"hiss……"

Everyone gasped when they heard this. If the Mongolians were really like Yang Feng said, the Jiangning Army, which was almost all infantry, might be dragged here by the Mongols. You should know that the Jiangning Army now has nearly 10,000 people, and they also carry tens of thousands of prisoners. The daily supplies consumed are a big number. No one dares to imagine what consequences will be when the Jiangning Army is exhausted.

Seeing everyone's discolored faces, Yang Feng pointed to Qi Yan meaningfully: "Now you understand why I decided to attack those Mongolian camps tonight. If these Mongolians were hanging behind us, they would become bone-bearing cervix. Maybe we would be dragged down by them. Not only would the captured prisoners not be able to protect them, but we might not be able to escape ourselves."

Hearing this, Qi Yan took a long breath, bowed deeply to Yang Feng and said solemnly, "My wise man, but he is not as good as a humble position."

"It's good that you know." Yang Feng pondered for a while and said to him: "Tonight, my army went down the mountain to attack at night. The only thing I worry about is the comfort of the baggage camp, medical camp and artillery camp, and tens of thousands of captured Mongolian herders. So you don't have to follow the army tonight. Tonight, you stay to guard the camp and make sure to ensure the safety of the camp. Can you do it?"

Qi Yan took a step forward and saluted solemnly: "Don't worry, unless the Hu-ye dies, the safety of the baggage camp and the medical camp will be preserved."

"good!"

Yang Feng nodded and sent an order to rest. The entire army would have a full meal later. At Yin hour (3 a.m.) launched an attack on the Mongolian army camp!

"yes!"

As time passed, the Mongolians who were drinking and having fun in the camp also began to fall asleep. From the top of the mountain, there were only a few patrol teams patrolling the Mongolian camp. The Mongolians did not set up tents and just slept on the ground, and snoring sounds one after another.

It was slowly 3:00 a.m. More than 5,000 soldiers were quietly lurking about 300 meters away from the Mongolian army camp. Although grasshoppers and fleas on the grasslands were harassed by the soldiers from time to time, under the constraints of military orders, no one dared to make a sound. The officers issued strict orders before departure. If anyone speaks without authorization, he will be killed.

As the vanguard of this attack, the hundred households led by Cao Yingmao were naturally deployed at the front of the team. He was lying on the ground and chewing a grass root boredly looking back from time to time to observe the back, but from his perspective, he could see nothing except the more than a dozen soldiers behind him.

"Fuck... What a ghost weather? The stars that were still in the sky just now are gone now. How can we attack later?" Cao Yingmao muttered unwillingly in a voice that he could only hear.

Just as Cao Yingmao finished speaking, he suddenly saw a few starlights on the mountain behind him, and soon a series of low roars began to sound.

“Woo woo woo woo…”

"Boom...boom..."

Soon, bursts of violent explosions sounded in the Mongolian army's camp, and the violent explosions kept ringing in the Mongolian army's camp. The flames of the explosion illuminated the entire camp. Cao Yingmao could even clearly see frightened war horses neighing and running around in the camp. Many Mongolian soldiers chased the war horses in panic. From a distance, the entire camp was in chaos.

"Recharge..."

"Open fire!"

"boom……"

At the foot of the mountain less than two miles away from the Mongolian camp, one hundred and twenty cannons were divided into two rows, and flames appeared from time to time. On both sides of the cannons, torches illuminated the entire cannon position. The gunners were busy all the time. There was only one order they received tonight, which was to pour as many shells into the Mongolian camp within a quarter of an hour.

With the explosion sounded, the Mongolian army, who were stunned by the explosion, was completely in chaos.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly, and the sound of cannons that had already shocked stopped abruptly, and the entire grassland suddenly fell into a strange silence. At this time, Cao Yingmao suddenly stood up, raised his bright long sword and shouted sternly: "Brothers, follow me!"

"Run!"

As Cao Yingmao shouted, torches were ignited one by one. The soldiers followed him with rifles in their hands and rushed towards the Mongolian camp.

The distance of more than 300 meters was not too far for the infantry advancing at full speed. In just one or two minutes, Cao Yingchi and his soldiers rushed into the camp of the Mongolian army.

After being bombarded by more than 100 artillery for a quarter of an hour, the entire Mongolian camp was in a mess, with war horses neighing and soldiers wailing everywhere. When Cao Yingqiao led a hundred soldiers under his command into the Mongolian army camp, he happened to see dozens of Mongolian cavalry running out on horseback, and just happened to run head-on with Cao Yingqiao and his group. However, because it was too dark, the distance between the torches in the hands of the soldiers was too close, so when the soldiers saw each other, the distance between the two sides was less than fifty meters.

Seeing the oncoming cavalry, Cao Yingmao raised his long sword without thinking and shouted loudly: "Let's fire!"

"Bang bang bang..."

The sergeant who received the order raised the musket in his hand and pulled the trigger. After a dull gunfire sounded, dozens of Mongolian cavalry were dismissed.

The remaining few lucky cavalrymen were so scared that they were scattered and quickly turned around and ran towards the way they came.

"Recharge now!"

Cao Yingmao looked around vigilantly. There was no need to be daytime at night. Now the visibility is less than 100 meters. The probability of both sides suddenly loading head-on is very high. If you don’t load the ammunition in advance, you will be in trouble when you encounter the enemy.

As the battle continued, the Jiangning Army was advancing smoothly towards the Mongolian army's camp. Although they encountered some resistance on the way, they were basically about to collapse.

Listening to the good news that kept coming, everyone was smiling, but Yang Feng felt something was wrong and always felt that something was missing by himself.

With the help of the fire, looking at Yang Feng's slightly frowning brows, Song Ye, who was standing behind Yang Feng, saw clearly. Although he was very confused, he did not dare to ask Yang Feng.

Yang Feng thought hard for a while, but still couldn't get the answer. Finally, he could only smile bitterly and secretly scold himself for being suspicious.

After sighing, Yang Feng turned his head to Song Ye and said, "Song Ye, let's live..."

"Bump bang..."

Before Yang Feng could finish his words, he heard a low voice coming from behind.

"Huh...how did these gunshots come from behind?"

Yang Feng said in surprise first, then his whole body stiffened and his face changed.

"Not good... Something happened to the baggage camp!"

A flash of lightning flashed in Yang Feng's mind. He finally knew what the reason he didn't dare to do was. It turned out that it was not only him who had the idea of ​​stealing the camp at night attack, but also the Mongolians on the opposite side had the same idea. This was bad.

"Quick... take someone back to the camp with me right away!"

Yang Feng had no time to say anything, jumped on his war horse and turned his head, whipped his horse and ran towards the unknown hill behind him...

Yang Feng was right. He was not the only one who had the idea of ​​night attacks, but the Mongolians also had the same idea as Yang Feng.

It has to be said that although Udam is brave and cruel, he is a very strategic Mongolian general. After learning that the Ming army has a large number of firearms, he also realized that it would be impossible to eat the Ming army opposite with the power in his hand. Maybe he might even fall into a big fall.

After thinking about it, Udam also thought of the strategy of night attack. As mentioned earlier, night attacks were originally a very difficult and rarely occurring tactic, but Udam believed that he had one of the biggest advantages, that is, the more than 20,000 Mongolian herders in the Ming army, as long as he first attacked, the Mongolian herders would inevitably respond to his attack. He did not ask those Mongolian herders to help him deal with the Ming army. As long as those herders could cause trouble to the Ming army or drag some of the Ming army's forces, the success rate of sneak attacks tonight would be a little higher.

For this sneak attack tonight, Udam selected six thousand elite troops, led by himself, Buhe Chaolu and Barhu, and sneaked out of the camp in the dark. In order to avoid the Ming army's whistle, he even went around a big circle before secretly lurking to a place a mile away from the Wuming Mountains and began to lurk.

Not only that, in order to confuse the Ming army, he even ordered the Mongolian soldiers who stayed in the camp to perform a good show. The scenes of the Mongolian soldiers drinking and fighting were also specially ordered to perform for Yang Feng and the others to watch.

Just now, just as Udam was about to order the sneak attack, he heard the sound of artillery bombardment and fighting in front of him. At this time, Udam realized that the Ming army was also having the same idea as him. At this moment, Udam only felt a cold sweat flowing out from behind. Not only him, but Buhe Chaolu and Barhu were also stunned. The first thought in their hearts was that the more than 6,000 Mongolian troops left in the camp were probably over.
Chapter completed!