Except for the sound of people sleeping, the roar of running water, and the chirping of unknown insects, the whole earth is quiet as if it is dead, not at all like the life-and-death battlefield of more than a million human beings.

However, in the dead silence, I can still faintly see some black figures sneaking out of what to steal chickens and dogs, and the obscene figure can be regarded as bringing some vitality to this long cold night.

In the past, it was said that dancing on the tip of a knife and eating with his head was lifted, but this time Yao Geluo really realized what it was like to eat with his head, looking at a group of black and white Fujian soldiers who were either supporting or carrying the soldiers under his command and slipping out silently, and then looking at the Arab patrol who was sleeping less than ten meters beside him, Yao Geluo did not dare to come out.

It's not that Yao Geluo is afraid of death, he didn't prepare to die on the battlefield when he went to war, but no matter how brave a person is, in the face of this murderous and dangerous scene, he still can't suppress goosebumps, that is human nature, no matter who it is, it is inevitable.

Death is not terrible, a knife has passed, what is terrible is the depression of waiting before death, staring at the Arabs who were sleeping next to him, Yao Geluo broke out in a cold sweat nervously.

Commanding the rescue and retreat, the kite was calm as if she was moving sweet potatoes at home, and there seemed to be nothing unusual, under her command and dispatch, more than 20 minutes, the last hundred or so light and serious wounded and the iron cavalry behind the palace also slipped out of the pit, only the remnants of a war horse with a broken leg, messy iron armor.

Seeing that his subordinates were almost slipping away, and looking back, Kite noticed the tense cold and hot Yao Geluo, who was sweating like noon, and couldn't help but ask in surprise: "Is the general okay?" ”

"This ......, it will be fine, so many desert barbarians are surrounded, Captain Kite, let's, let's hurry up!"

Not being afraid of death is one thing, and dying well is another, Yao Geluo doesn't want to record himself like this in the history of the country of Damin in the future.

In October of the fourth year of Kaiyuan, the hussar general lost his crossbow and was stupid and reckless, and he was arrogant in the midst of ten thousand Arabian barbarism, hoping that the future generations of the empire would take it as a warning!

He can't afford to lose this man!

The kite realized this, but couldn't help but laugh dumbly, in the eyes of Yao Geluo like stepping on a landmine, the kite's calfskin boots actually kicked on the ass of a nearby confused Arab patrolman, and in Yao Geluo's heart, the unlucky patrol man slammed around twice, and fell into the trap dug by the Arabs.

After a fall, normal people would have jumped up a long time ago, but this old man is still like a dead pork, and he still sleeps sweetly.

"The general can rest assured, the commanders of the last general have already used the poisonous narcotics from Africa on the other side of the Red Sea to control the dozen or so military tents of the camp in the northeast corner! Even if these fools amplify the cannon in their ears, they won't wake up! And it will also produce hallucinations, indulge in it! ”

Under his command, Kite is extremely confident, these blacks are recruited by the tribes of Nubia across the Red Sea, compared to the Black Capital or Guanning Iron Cavalry Ranger Troops, this army is extremely cheap, and compared to the first two high-quality armies organized by glory and wealth, this black army's will to fight is also extremely primitive, for their simple thinking, tonight's action is just an alternative hunt.

Under extremely harsh living conditions, it is often necessary to hunt lions, rhinoceros and other brutal animals in the middle of the night, these people have been trained to be natural night raiders, proficient in all kinds of poisons, enough to numb the lion's anesthetic, this war for them, but the battlefield of survival has changed.

Only then did Yao Geluo understand what the swarthy guys were doing lying in the tent and smelling their stinky feet, holding a bamboo pipe and blowing something desperately inside.

"Never when these pills don't work?"

"Of course!" Turning around again to continue arranging the retreat, he hoisted a large wooden box specially ordered by the king of Min into the trap, and the kite replied casually, this kung fu, it happened that in a certain tent filled with white powder, a rickety Arab sergeant came out in a daze with his trouser belt.

The bold Yao Geluo bent down and picked up a big stone, threw it casually, and smashed it right on the head of the Arab soldier, watching this unlucky ghost being smashed on his head, Yao Geluo couldn't help but clap his hands and laughed and said: "Captain Kite, your drug is really fucking easy to use!" ”

Listening to the plop, the kite also turned around in surprise, but saw the Arab soldier with the belt of his trousers standing up in a daze covering his bloody head, and his brown pupils met his eyes with surprise in an instant.

"Your Excellency the Hussar General!"

"Oh? What is it! When Yao Geluo, who had suffered a big loss, was excitedly and annoyed thinking about stabbing the unlucky ghost twice and letting blood to vent his anger, he called him solemnly in his ear, so that Yao Geluo couldn't help but turn his head, but saw that the kite stretched out his white hand and pointed in the direction of the way he came.

"Where is the Damin military camp, does the general know?"

"Ben will know!"

"Then ......"

The medicine gro looked at the kite and took a deep breath, and stretched the originally bulging chest a little more, and then a sharp female voice pierced everyone's ears again.

"Run!"

Before the words fell, Captain Kite had already pulsated her slender and good-looking two thighs, and ran back to the Fujian army camp as if flying, followed by a dozen or so black night blades who also dropped the anesthetic bamboo pole and ran away, cleanly.

Things became too fast, and Yao Geluo hadn't reacted yet, but the sound of the weapon rubbing against the scabbard behind him couldn't help but make him turn his head excitedly, seeing the Arab soldier who got up with blood pulling out his scimitar and opening his mouth in anger to shout, Yao Geluo was also blessed.

"Oh maa!"

With a shout, the horseless hussar general also ran out of the momentum of the ironclad cavalry, and even ran in front of the kite, and behind them, the extremely angry Arabic language rang out.

"The meat ticket is running away!!"

…………

In addition to the northeast corner, which was still controlled by drugs, the entire Arab guard camp was boiling, countless torches flashed out in the dark night, and then, even the huge Arab camp was lit countless camp fires, in the dark night in front of the Fujian army, Li Rang, who was looking through a telescope, couldn't help but shake his head helplessly.

"What the hell is the kite screwed!"

But there was no frustration at all, Li Rang waved his face lightly with the grace of a general, and ordered softly as if nothing had happened: "Beat the drums, shine!" ”

"A Hundred Battles. Night Battle Chapter" Where there is a night battle with the enemy, many use fire drums, so the eyes and ears of the enemy are confused, and the period does not know how to prepare for me, then win! Fajo, night battles and many fire drums!

In the thick night, just when the Arabs were in chaos, the rumbling war drums came out from all directions, mixed with swords and soldiers, shouting and cheering, as if all the Fujian troops had attacked, which immediately made the Arab general Aladur, who was in charge of guarding, confused.

In this effort, in the Arab camp, countless planks were laid on the trenches, and the rolling iron cavalry roared out, with the cavalry of the headquarters, the outermost Arab general, the Mecca fierce general Alabiar, the head of the six lion horsemen of the empire, came anxiously reinforcements.

When he arrived at the guard camp, looking at the invincible left and right, the giant man who was more than two meters tall roared angrily and grabbed Aladur's collar fiercely, and roared loudly in anger.

"Rice bucket, how do you take care of it, people?"

These Min captives are related to whether or not they can be exchanged for tobacco leaves, and Arabiar himself is an old smoker, so it is no wonder that he is so angry.

Stunned by his excitement, Aladur's face was flushed, and his tongue was spit out, just at this moment, half a mile or so outside the camp, countless fires suddenly rose, and faintly you could see the figure of the Fujian army in the firelight, regardless of it, this lion-like, reckless and stupid Arab general dropped Aladur, roared, and rushed to the Fujian army with thousands of cavalry.

"Big chief, come back, the Min people are scheming, be careful of deceit!"

Behind him, panting heavily, Aladur shouted anxiously as he reminded, but the leader of the six lions ignored him.

In front of the camp of the Fujian army, the position retreated back again to join the kite, holding a telescope and looking at the chaotic firelight figures, Li Rang's face showed a slight sneer imitating Li Jie.

"Hooked! What the eldest father said is really right, the king rules the world, and the royal way is domineering, and for these stubborn barbarian heretics, they should be overbearing! Chuan Ben Wang generals, open fire! ”

Behind the trench, on the barrel of the general's cannon that was black and shiny under the light of the campfire, the fuses began to spray sparks with sparks, and at the same time, more than 500 tiger squatting cannons that had already been lined up in front of the trench were also quickly ignited, and the gunners covered their ears excitedly.

As soon as he walked out of the tent, a burst of thunder and shaking suddenly spread all over the world, the frightened camels and horses immediately screamed in fright, and the Arab soldiers who had not woken up in the tent also rolled under the bed, and the shocking shelling lasted for two minutes, and more than 10,000 large and small flowering shells fell on the fire drum position arranged by the Fujian army itself, and the shelling stopped for a long time, and Hussein's ears were still buzzing.

Under his stunned gaze, a broken campfire burned dimly in the night sky, and the light of the fire was crumbling, like an old man who was about to die, and he was dying, lifeless......