Chapter 125: Night Raid Drill, 0 Households in Jubao Mountain

In the dead of night, in the Nanzheng camp, apart from Bangzi, there was only the sound of patrolling footsteps.

In this quiet environment, a group of black shadows holding shields emerged and quietly approached the camp of Qianhusuo on Jubao Mountain.

Fang Xing was surrounded by a group of generals with malicious intentions. These people were worried that he would tip off the news, so they took turns staring at him.

Zhang Fu and Mu Sheng looked at the sergeants who had approached the outskirts of the camp, and shook their heads.

Mu Sheng lowered his voice and said, "Brother Wen Bi, it seems that there is no suspense tonight."

Now the night raiders are only less than a hundred meters away from the camp, and they can rush in with a short assault.

Zhang Fu didn't say a word, just watched those people start to speed up.

Fang Zheng looked at this scene with a smile, and said to Xin Zhi, the commander of the firearms battalion who was limping beside him, "Old Xin, we will have a lot of fun to watch soon."

Xin Zhi felt the wound on his butt throbbing with pain, he hissed, "This can be considered a killing stick."

Once the military camp of this era is invaded by the enemy without precaution, bombing the camp is the minimum, and as long as the enemy takes the opportunity to cover up and kill, a disastrous defeat is inevitable.

"good!"

Seeing the night raiders move covertly, they began to grope for the door, and shouts broke out among the surrounding generals.

Mu Sheng stroked his beard and smiled, he would not admit that he felt a little happy in his heart - who made the firearm camp unlucky today! It's nice to have a back pad!

Fang Zheng felt a little regretful, he felt that his idea was a little unkind, and he thought he would go to Fang Xing to apologize after the incident was over.

Only Zhang Fu, with a serious expression, focused his eyes on the point that was about to break through.

During the battle of Cochin, the terrain is often difficult, so sneak attacks are required.

Today, when he agreed with Fang Zheng and others' idea, he had already regarded tonight's night attack as a drill.

As for Fang Xingbu's grievances, if it can be exchanged for vigilance in the future, that would be considered good.

Just when the group of people were thinking about each other, a voice suddenly sounded in the camp ahead.

"Beep beep!"

"boom!"

After the sharp whistle, more than a dozen torches were lit together, clearly illuminating the front of the camp.

"Oops!"

Seeing the flame rising, Xin Zhi was startled.

Paralyzed! Are they prepared for tonight?

Fang Zheng also felt some toothache, but he still said confidently: "Don't worry, Lao Xin, even if you find out, our people will rush in after they get up."

Enduring the pain in his buttocks, Xin Rou was about to nod, but he saw rows of soldiers walking in from the opposite side of the fire.

"Line up!"

"Boom!"

The night attackers were less than 50 meters away from rushing in, but this short distance became a natural barrier.

A big man with a ferocious face stood on the side, the saber in his hand waved, and he opened his mouth...

"first row……"

Fang Xing had been watching reservedly, but when he heard Xin Lao Qi's voice, he hurriedly shouted: "Lao Qi, don't shoot!"

It's a pity that it's too late, Xin Laoqi's voice has been conceived in his chest for too long.

Swinging down the knife in his hand, Xin Laoqi's neck swelled and he roared, "Shoot!"

"Bang bang bang bang..."

"Papa..."

The sound of lead bullets hitting the shield was somewhat dull.

"ah!"

"Help!"

Even with the protection of the shield, bullets still got in through the gap, and there were a few screams.

The people watching the battle were startled, Zhang Fu hurriedly shouted: "Dehua, tell them to stop!"

Both Xin Zhi and Fang Zheng stared at the gunpowder in front of them dumbfounded, and they didn't come back to life until they heard another cry.

Xin Laoqi looked at those shields with contempt, and shouted: "Grenade ready!"

The soldiers in the first row retreated, and the soldiers in the second row slanted their guns, and took out a small porcelain pot from behind their waists, and prepared to use the matchlock to light the fuse.

Fang Xing ran halfway, when he heard the shout, and looked at the movements of his subordinates, he broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly shouted: "Old Qi, stop! The night attack is fake!"

Xin Laoqi hesitated for a moment, but still blew the whistle vigorously.

"Beep!"

Two whistles means the attack is cancelled.

As soon as the whistle blew, all the soldiers took back the matchlocks, except for one fast-moving guy. He looked at the fast-burning fuse and felt anxious, so he threw the grenade towards the training ditch.

"boom!"

This ceramic grenade looks inconspicuous, but it is filled with iron nails soaked in various dirt and scraps of blacksmiths. Once thrown into the crowd, the effect is absolutely sour.

Xin Laoqi raised his hand, looked calmly at Fang Xing who was approaching, and said in a low voice, "Be on guard!"

"Wow!"

All the muskets were raised, ready to aim at those people in the darkness after Fang woke up.

"It hurts to death, help me!"

Fang Xing walked past the chaotic night raid team, saw the three unlucky guys who had been shot in the hands and feet, and hurriedly explained: "The lead bullets are poisonous, the wounds must be cleaned immediately."

After Fang woke up and entered the camp, Xin Laoqi let out a long breath.

Fang Xing saw that the muzzle of the gun was still pointed outside, so he praised: "That's right, I'll give you 100 points tonight! Cancel the alert!"

"Wow!"

Close the gun, extinguish the matchlock, and sort out the number of people. Under the leadership of the servants, the whole team appeared to be in an orderly manner.

Xin Laoqi came over and asked, "Master, is this a temptation?"

Fang Xing summoned the doctors accompanying the army and asked them to treat the wounds of the three unlucky ones.

"Remember, take out the lead bullet first, and the place hit by the lead bullet must be disinfected, otherwise you will become a fool!"

The doctors under Fang Xing are not the current herbalist doctors. They have all kinds of medicines provided by Fang Xing after changing the packaging, so it is easy to treat this kind of hand and foot gunshot wounds.

Then Fang Xing said to Xin Lao Qi: "Tonight is a night raid drill, Lao Qi, you are fighting for my face!"

Xin Laoqi chuckled, and the killing god just now became that silly Fangjiazhuang farmer again.

Just now he thought that Fang Xing had been kidnapped, so after preparing to fire a few times, he rushed over with his men.

The three wounded were carried into the camp, and under the light of several torches, the doctors began to treat the wounds.

"Be patient! It hurts."

As he spoke, the tweezers in his hand reached into the wound.

"ah……"

A few screams came, and Zhang Fu shook his head, neither happy nor sad, said: "Okay, let's all go away."

Mu Sheng followed in embarrassment, and before leaving, he glared at Xin Zhi, who had been beaten with a military stick today.

Nima, the same surname is Xin, but the leader of the family is actually better than you in running the army, why do you have the face to be a commander?

Xin Zhi called his soldiers, Fang Zheng cupped his hands and said, "Lord Fang, I'm going back first."

Seeing Xin Zhi being helped away miserably, Fang Zheng sighed slightly: "That kid Fang Xing has some skills!"

The two couples had their face-to-face interviews today, and it turned out that Fang Xing's side won a big victory.