The thunder was loud and the raindrops were small, and the sound of horse hooves and terrifying whistles disappeared from far to near, and from near to far to the night.

On the other side of the relatively quiet camp, many fire-induced pots and iron balls were thrown through the wooden fence, and almost no one was injured. However, two soldiers were burned during the firefight.

But it was not ineffective. Since the sentry focused all their attention on the destroyed side of the camp, the sound of horse hooves also sounded from there. When the fire burned, there was no man to put out the fire. Twenty large tents were burned and burned. This weather could not allow soldiers to sleep in, causing great trouble to Billon.

The military tent is related to the organization of the army. At present, no one has the energy to consider whether the soldiers are crowded when sleeping, whether they have enough rest and have a good mental state. However, the officer must know where their soldiers are sleeping. The result of the burning of the military tent is that the organization of four hundred people in an independent infantry squadron was cancelled and mixed into another brigade. The already crowded military tent was immediately so nervous that it could not be stuffed into it.

Such an arrangement actually makes the direct captains even more troublesome, because the soldiers are not the navy.

On the surface, the military soldiers are not very related to the navy, but in fact they have a lot to do with it. These days, the navy is all technical troops, and adventurers who dare to go out to sea are the best among technical troops. Some of them have skills, some are knowledgeable, and some are urban gangsters with street wisdom.

The army was far from that, although the army had a small small producer, the civic class of handicrafts responded to the king's call, and more were farmers without any wisdom.

The farmers who had just come out of the dark medieval ages really had no wisdom. They were probably burning witches in the village with the priest the day before, and today they were summoned by the lord to join the infantry army to fight.

The infantry legion formed by these soldiers requires noble officers to carry batons to measure the spacing of each person and calculate the number of people in the square formation; where are spears, long halberds, long swords, short swords, short axes, muskets, and steel crossbowmen, and where should veterans and new recruits stand in each military field, all of them must be calculated and arranged before they can be opened to the battlefield.

In the Ming Dynasty, which was composed of the earliest humans who popularized printing, he found the most careless general. He might tell the lower-level officers and soldiers that just stand the same as the soldiers, and the peasants in the garrison would really stand the same, and it might not be so rigorous, but no matter whether it is the three-person small formation, the small flag formation, the hundred-family formation, the thousand-family formation or the marching formation, they could play with them. If they took two steps, they might even be able to connect with each other to form a formation to jump forward.

But here? It is impossible. You let them stand up and come back in a mess. Maybe one-third are standing, one-third are lying down, and one-third are missing because they have already fought a war with themselves.

The subjective initiative of European soldiers in the army to fight was much lower than that in Greater China. Liu was so hungry that he hid in the temple bell to calculate and hang himself after eating all the tributes. Liu seemed to have broken the rope of Buddha's blessing, and he was desperate to carry two guillotines and chopped over fifty in one battle. After the war, the official was appointed as the general of Wuluo and the deputy thousand households.

A European farmer was blessed by miracles and promoted them all the way. He relied on donations from others to raise armor, horses, swords, flags and followers. He liberated Orleans and fired stone cannons at the Battle of Patti. No one dared to step forward. He used Dayong to charge with guns to break the deadlock. What ended? After being humiliated, he was tied to a stake and burned it, burned it again to prevent someone from collecting the ashes. Finally, the remaining ashes were poured into the Seine.

Her name is Joan of Arc, and she is also a saint.

As for the farmer, let's go to bed and expect to get promoted in the war? This is less likely than the calculation of the first-level merit of the Ministry of War of the Ming Dynasty, the Wuxuan Qing Lishu, which is more than the actual gain.

It’s better to go to the wilderness to find a witch. It’s great to find a witch. Maybe you can still be appreciated by monks and be a housekeeper in a monastery.

I just found a peasant woman and said she was a witch. She was a witch.

The verification method is simple and crude. Carry a scale on your body and put a Bible that no one can understand. As long as this peasant woman is heavier than the Bible, she must be a witch. If she doesn't even have a scale, there is a simpler way. She will tie it directly into the river. If she can float, she must be a witch.

With this kind of wisdom, a small team leader in the phalanx legion is dozens of times more important than a hundred households in the Ming army formation.

Why has mathematics made great progress in this era? It has nothing to do with the ancient Roman engineers dug out from oil paper bags. They are all forced by the world and are driven by demand to make progress.

The number of changes in each team made them recalculate the military formation, but Billon had no choice. Billon may not be the only French general who had a clear understanding of the strength of the Ming army, but he was definitely the one who knew the most. He knew that this battle would face opponents who were superior to the past enemy forces in all aspects, and that all arrangements should not be careless, and it would not be too much to be careful.

He even suspected that the Ming army had spies in his camp. After the second night attack, he clearly changed the main defense focus of the troops, but the Ming army still killed them from a weak spot. After the third attack, the troops were allowed to rest on the surface, but still left nearly half of the soldiers sitting in the camp covered by wooden fences to cook fire. As a result, the Ming army stopped attacking and set fire from behind.

After going on like this all night, his troops had to be nervous about the attack. Billon guessed that this might be the purpose of the Ming army - to make his troops exhausted.

He had sent people to swim across the river to inform Mathion of the news, which would make the soldiers on the west bank of the Crane River retreat for another day and be hungry.

This feeling was extremely uncomfortable, just like the omniscient and omnipotent God standing on the pagan side.

The combat experience is completely different in Baishan Camp, Kangguru.

The plate armored iron pagoda left in the wild under Kangguru was actually only more than eighty riders left, and the others were sent back to sleep. On the hill, Kangguru, who was riding on a horse, moved back and forth with a telescope, and his eyes were pitch black. Only when he looked down at the French camp with a condescending look, could he see countless bonfires illuminating the entire camp.

He was actually not far from Billon, at most four miles, because the observation point chosen by Conguru was only three hundred steps away from the easternmost camp of the French army camp. Anyone who screamed in screams could make the sentry opposite him hear it.

But no one could find them. There were no streets, no street lights, and no city lights. The wilderness ridges were not bright except for the moonlight. The French army under the torch could not see anything even ten steps away from the camp gate. On the other hand, the situation was slightly better. Most of the generals of the Baishan Camp had become accustomed to the night, but they could only look a few steps longer than the other side, but the enemy camp under the torch was clearly seen in the telescope.

He and his Jurchen generals have one thing in common, neither of whom has received formal training, but Billon is a good friend, giving them the opportunity to learn about war in war.

Several officers from the plate-armored iron pagoda surrounded Kangguru, each of them observed the telescope for a while, pointed at the various arrangements in the battalion, and discussed the advantages and disadvantages of different harassment tactics - if it were daytime, they were not even enough to plug their teeth under the iron hooves of the French knights, but it was night now.

They are sure to be unable to participate in tomorrow's battle, but the night before dawn will be time for them to show their skills.
Chapter completed!