Zhou Bing, who was on sentry duty, complained about his bad luck today.
The general above informed that there was only one sentry today.
This means that when they complete this duty of standing guard, they will not be able to rest and will immediately go into battle.
Although the winter in the Yiluo Basin is not harsh, it is still unbearably cold for the thinly-clad soldiers in the middle of the night.
Ji Chang issued another military order not to light fires for warmth.
All of them could only shrink their necks and tighten their clothes, hold Chang Ge in their arms, and tremble.
The bright moonlight made the entire Zhou army camp seem to be covered with a layer of frost.
Not long after Lao Jichang fell asleep.
Several flags suddenly stood up from the grass.
Of course, the Zhou army's sentries would not notice it.
The raising of the flag was a signal, and hundreds of sharp arrows immediately shot through the air from the grass around the camp and flew towards the soldiers at the same time.
These soldiers standing guard were all apprentices, and they didn't even have leather armor.
The person who fired the arrow was the Qilin Guard compound archer, the most elite archer in the Xia Kingdom.
The more than 60 soldiers standing guard surrounding the camp were hit by arrows almost at the same time.
The strong arrows pierced their bodies and heads.
Most of them collapsed without even making a sound.
Some people were not completely dead after their bodies were pierced by arrows.
They fell to the ground and twitched their bodies, letting out weak moans.
There was no way the sound could wake their sleeping companions and attract the attention of the sentry in the middle of the camp.
Suddenly, thousands of Gedun militiamen and halberd militiamen stood in the surrounding grass, as well as more than 200 Huben shield guards.
These were all veterans who had experienced the Battle of Suyi.
The torches in the hands of the halberd militiamen were quickly passed around and lit, and then they rushed towards the Zhou army camp together.
When these militiamen crossed the wall of vehicles and rushed into the camp, a dozen or so infantry sentries patrolling the center of the camp noticed the situation, started shouting, and charged towards them.
The Xia militiamen threw torches, dry firewood, straw smeared with lard and other fire starters in their hands while killing these sentry soldiers.
The torches were thrown first onto the grain piles and baggage, and then towards the camp.
It was Hua's order to give priority to burning food.
Once the food was lost, no matter what the result of this night attack, the Zhou army would be defeated.
The probability that this night attack could not defeat the Zhou army in one fell swoop was very small, but even so, Hua was not willing to take such a small risk for a little food, so he burned the food first.
With the sound of broken bones and flesh, the sword of a Dunge militiaman slashed into the left rib and chest of the Zhou army disciple who was screaming loudly.
Then he closed his mouth and slumped down.
A Zhou army disciple wielded a long sword and slashed at a Xia halberd soldier who was throwing a torch.
The sword struck on the opponent's armor plate, causing no damage and only pulling off a few pieces of the opponent's armor.
A piece of armor.
Another Xia Army Gedun militiaman rushed over, swung his short sword, and the spear blade easily penetrated the body of the Zhou Army disciple.
At the same time, he taught the corpse a lesson with the pride of a veteran: "Weak chicken, such a If you don't have enough strength, you can't kill the armor-piercing soldiers with a sword.
If you don't have the strength, you can break the armor first with two more attacks."
The halberdiers quickly completed the task of arson.
By this time, the sentries in the center of the camp had already been killed.
So they, together with the Gedun militia and the Huben shield guards, began to charge into the camps.
The high-pitched screams of the sentries have awakened some people who were not sleeping deeply.
In a certain camp, an insomniac soldier heard the scream.
He had already gotten up, touched his big shield and short sword, and shouted loudly to wake up the people around him.
According to the military regulations of the Zhou army, soldiers do not take off their armor at night during the battle camp.
So as long as these soldiers get up and get their own weapons, they can fight.
But at this moment, a tiger shield guard broke in, and the sword in his hand easily cut through his leather armor and pierced his abdomen.
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Then the Huben shield guard thrust his sword to the ground next to him, and the sword edge cut off the neck of another soldier who had just opened his sleepy eyes.
Another soldier who stood up went to touch the short Ge who was leaning next to him, but the shield guard cut off his hand with his sword and howled in pain.
A short sword struck the shield guard's shoulder, and a few sparks were scratched out from the bronze armor on the shoulder armor.
Without even looking, the shield guard thrust his sword backwards and stabbed the old attacker into the stomach.
When another Dunge militiaman rushed into the tent with his shield, the remaining four soldiers in the tent were already in a panic.
They got out of the tent in different directions and ran away.
The Huben Shield Guards and Ge Bing followed closely behind and continued the pursuit.
Fires broke out in many tents, and the soldiers of the Zhou army rushed out of the tents screaming and rolling on the ground.
Some were struck by Xia Jun's shield hand, which ended the pain of second-degree burns.
After some of them extinguished the fire on their bodies, they fled away in panic like frightened birds.
Four or five militiamen with halberds simultaneously stabbed a camp tent with their three-meter long halberds.
With two screams, six disciples ran away from the camp gate and were immediately stabbed to death by the halberd soldiers who had been prepared.
At this time, Zhou Jun's camp was already in a sea of fire, and the smell of burnt and blood filled the air.
The crackling sounds of burning, shouts of death, howls, calls for help, and the sounds of clashes of soldiers merged into one.
There were also some Zhou soldiers who fought back bravely, but these unorganized counterattacks collapsed under the brutal attacks of Xia's heavily armored soldiers.
At this time, both the Zhou army and the soldiers had only one idea: to run away.
People who don't have this idea end up as corpses.
But those who fled the camp were immediately killed by sharp arrows flying from nowhere.
These powerful arrows carried the sound of piercing the air, piercing the bodies, limbs and heads of the running people.
Old Jichang was shaken awake by his bodyguard while he was sleeping.
He was sleepy and wanted to angrily ask why his dream was broken.
I was suddenly awakened by the noise outside the tent.
"What happened?"
"Enemy attack.
The enemy has robbed the camp."
At this time, Boyikao had also rushed into Ji Fa's tent.
"The enemy has robbed the camp and quickly organized a counterattack," Lao Ji Chang shouted angrily.
The personal guards living around Jichang's tent gradually gathered here.
Ji Chang and Boyikao fled out of the camp under the escort of more than a dozen personal guards.
"We're going in the wrong direction.
Why are you walking out?
Hurry up and organize a counterattack in the open space of the camp."
Ji Chang shouted at the top of his lungs.
At this time, Ji Chang's original camp was already on fire.
Three Huben shield guards and four or five Dunge militiamen came towards them.
"It's too late, let's go."
The guards picked up Ji Chang, who was shouting and yelling, and ran out of the camp, a fighting distance away.
"Whoosh" cold arrows struck from time to time, and they were extremely accurate.
Some of the soldiers guarding Boyikao and Ji Chang were shot and killed one after another and fell to the ground.
Their leather armor inlaid with copper bubble nails could not stop the powerful arrows fired from the composite bow within 80 meters.
At this time, if you look down from a high altitude, you will find that in an approximately circular geometric figure surrounded by baggage carts, there are dead bodies scattered everywhere, and the wailing wounded soldiers are of course all soldiers of the Zhou army.
The remaining surviving soldiers of the Zhou army were like ants whose nests were filled with water, fleeing aimlessly in all directions, trying to stay as far away from the circle as possible.
But the killing had just begun
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