"According to the ordinary night attack, if you want to have a close-range night battle with the Tatars, you must block this line of defense in front of us through hundreds of Tatar infantry and servants, but the position is so wide and there are more than 500 people who want to cross this line of defense and fight directly with the Tatars. It is almost impossible to complete."
"In this case, we will give up the conventional style of play and directly attack the Tatar infantry followers to defeat their last fighting spirit and let them explode."
"The darkness and night blindness will affect these infantry’s follow-up. The Tatar infantry’s follow-up will not depend on who they are facing. If they live, they will definitely raise their weapons and cut them at the living people around them."
"If we want to find a way to drive 500 Tatar infantry followers to the Tatar barracks, these 500 Tatar infantry followers will become our helpers to help us fight the Tatar. When the battle lasts for almost the same time, we will rush into the battlefield to clean up the mess, and the Tatar troops will be hit hard by us even if they are not annihilated by us."
Wei Zheng first nodded, then shook his head, and finally said, "Your idea is very good, counselor, but it has a fatal factor in success."
"First, you must ensure that the 500 infantry of the Tatar will rush into the Tatar barracks at the back of the service bombing battalion and will not attack our barracks and disturb our own formation."
"Second, we must ensure that the Tatar infantry is completely irrational and full of fear before rushing into the Tatar barracks."
"You should know that these infantry followers are soldiers who have been enslaved by the Tatars for a long time. They are afraid of the Tatars from the bottom of their hearts. The battlefield infantry followers can’t see the Tatars clearly, but they can hear them clearly."
"If the infantry and servants were not extremely afraid to let them hear the tartar sound, they would know that they were facing another Lord."
"At this time, the Tatars will have fear of the Tatars, that is, their opponents."
"Do you think the scuffle in the Tatar barracks can continue after fear?"
"Can our idea of taking the opportunity to fish in troubled waters to clean up the mess still come true?"
Wei Zheng hit the nail on the head and pointed out that Kelly Y Zhou’s face became dignified after the whole tactics successfully rejected qualitative factors
After a short meditation, he replied to Wei Zheng, "General, in order to achieve the goal you mentioned, my idea is to send out the fighting capacity of the pike battalion. I won’t say more. No matter what the enemy is in front of the block after the battlefield, even the real Tatars will be afraid of it. There is no fighting capacity for infantry to follow."
"I believe that letting battalion commander Wang’s pike battalion array will definitely give the Tatar infantry the biggest blow, and make them feel heartfelt fear. The pike covered with Tatar blood will drive the infantry to the Tatar barracks step by step."
In the face of Kelly Y Zhou, I looked forward to my eyes, and a little weird smile suddenly appeared in Weizheng’s face.
Seeing that there is nothing in Kelly Y Zhou here, after all, it is not too long to follow the Wei Zheng
But Wang Feng’s heart has begun to pray across the Tatar.
Because every time Wei Zheng shows this expression on his face, it indicates that Wei Zheng has any plots and tricks against Tatars in his heart.
Wang Feng looked at Wei Zheng with a pair of hot eyes and said mysteriously, "Since the strategist is so confident, move the pike camp tonight and you are responsible for the specific command."
Seeing Kelly Y Zhou’s face suddenly flashed with excitement, Wei Zheng turned around and said, "In addition, we will increase the success of our night attack as much as possible. I will send you a secret weapon in two hours. I can’t guarantee it, but I am very confident about this secret weapon."
"This secret weapon is ready enough to destroy the Tatar troops in the night attack tonight."
"What’s the secret weapon?" Wang Feng asked with expectation.
Wei Zheng smiled and shook his head, then replied, "Keep it a secret for the time being, and then you will know."
Speaking of this, Zheng turned to Kelly Y Zhou and ordered, "If you want to make this secret weapon, you must have enough gunpowder and oil paper cotton straw rope, so your horse will find someone to deliver these things to me as much as possible. Tonight, our Tiger and Leopard Army will give Tatar another big surprise that they will never forget."
Chapter seventy-four Homemade Explosive Charge
Fighting for a day in a row can’t be without losses.
At this moment, there are 210 people left in the pike camp who are full of energy.
Grasping the spear point with one hand and the blackened pike with one hand, holding a piece of cotton cloth wrapped around a large number of hemp ropes, a matchrope stretched out from the department, one foot square, and a home-made explosive bag like a brick.
In the tiger and leopard captains, the gunners throw their guns as standard, and everyone has three strokes less on their backs.
In Wei Zheng’s eyes, what he wants to see is not these appearances, but the murderous look emitted by more than 200 gunmen after a bloody battle.
One day, the test of life and death came to the pike camp. Although it can’t be said that everyone killed a Tatar, everyone’s pike in his hand can guarantee that there is one less blood hole in the Tatar’s body.
As the saying goes,’ an army can only be regarded as a real army if it sees blood, otherwise everything is a flower stand and a representation’.
This is the case with more than 200 gunmen in front of Weizheng.
From their bodies, they can not only see the childishness of the battlefield a day ago, but also see a long-lost murderous look. Only the original tiger and leopard soldiers can see the murderous look.
Satisfied with the long gunner in front of him, the guard nodded and asked, "What time is it now, strategist …"
"The general has arrived in Yinshi. According to you, Yinshi is the time when a person sleeps best … Do you think the horse is attacking the opposite Tatar barracks?" Kelly Y Zhou answered and asked Wei Zheng with a hot face at the same time.
Weizheng nodded to Kelly Y Zhou and affirmed, "When the strategist decided to launch a night attack tonight, I said that you will be the commander-in-chief of the night attack today … It’s up to you to decide when to attack the command department …"
"Is the general …" Zhou Yuan replied with a full face of excitement.
Twist a head to Wang Feng asked, "General Wang Yingchang ordered that you should have heard. Now I order the pike battalion to attack the Tatar barracks according to the original plan …"
"It’s a strategist …" A little bloodthirsty eyes flashed from Wang Feng’s face and then answered.
Personally picked up a pike and jumped into the trench, then ordered to lower his shadow as much as possible.
"Pike camp has started to act …"
"Keep quiet in the process of action, close to the Tatar 30 paces. No one can make a sound before. Never follow the JD.COM Tatar infantry …"
Cold night, biting cold wind, dark night … these environments have given pike camp the best cover.
The lowest-ranking infantry in the Tatar army is equipped with cotton-padded clothes, which they can only hope for.
There are only a handful of officers in the hundreds of infantry officers who have a cotton-padded coat to keep warm, and others wear all kinds of clothes of captured troops, which can’t stop the cold wind and coldness that keep coming to them.
In order to survive this cold night, 500 infantry officers had to snuggle up and keep warm with each other without any vigilance.
As the night gets deeper and the temperature gets lower and lower, it’s rare for these snuggling infantry to have such fun, leisure and warmth, and slowly begin to fall asleep.
Add a’ whirring’ cold wind to cover the advance of the pike camp.
When more than 200 gunmen approached the position fifty paces, the Tatar infantry followed suit without any discovery.
Thirty paces … The Tatar infantry still hasn’t moved.
At this time, Wang Feng, who was at the front of the team, suddenly stopped and raised his pike to signal everyone to stop.
Then, as gently as possible, I pulled a spear from my back and shook hands.
When hundreds of ministries shook hands with guns behind them, Wang Feng was finally not afraid to expose the target again. Dantian shouted, "Everyone throws guns …"
"Boo-hoo …" More than 200 spears flew out of everyone’s hands with dense silver light under the cover of a little whistling cold wind.
When Wang Feng gave a binge drinking, many infantry followers were awakened.
But even if they are woken up and there is no response.
Wang Fengda ordered more than 200 spears to fly to the position of the Tatar infantry and service station together with the order.
A burst of cold light flashed from everyone’s face like a rain of guns and spears had already flown to them.
"Snow … Snow …"
A dull shot went off in the night and was shot. The Tatar infantry followed them, whether they were awake or not, and they no longer had a chance to wake up.
"The camp was attacked …"
This is the first thought in the hearts of the remaining Tatars.
Then with a full face of horror, he got up from the ground, picked up his weapon and rushed to the position of the pike camp.
Facing the present, the Tatar infantry rushed to himself. After seeing the great power of the explosive charge in his hand, Wang Feng didn’t worry at all.
Take out the carry-on fire, fold it in an orderly way, ignite the matchrope of the extended explosive charge and order it to the back of the body.
"Pike camp first team ready to fire fold to throw explosive charge at tartar …"
With that, Wang Feng lit the fire and stretched out the explosive rope.
A spark of Martian matchrope flashed at the end and quickly spread to the end of matchrope.
Just when the matchlock was about to burn to the end, Wang Feng tried his best to throw the explosive charge in his hand at the Tatar infantry who was getting closer and closer to him.
Sparkling with a spark of Martian white explosive, the sky draws a beautiful arc, and then it is firmly in the service of many infantry.
A white light flashed from the landing point of the explosive charge, and then an orange flame rose from Ran Ran. Of course, the violent explosion followed Wang Feng’s ear
Wang Feng watched the orange flame rise from the ground, and the face of the Tatar infantry immediately showed a heartfelt panic expression.
