On the side of the Qing Dynasty camp, Abatai and Yue Le and his son were already on the watchtower beside the camp and carefully observed the opposite side. There was indeed a dark area between the two camps, and the news from Tan Tai had been conveyed back, although General Abatai was ordered to do not believe that the other party would be opened so easily and attacked at night.

But this is hope after all. In such an unfavorable situation, the retreat of one's own country is blocked. The number of people on the other side is greater than that of themselves, and the morale is even more different. You must firmly grasp the hope of victory. Since Tan Tai has a way out, it is necessary to mobilize the elites of the Manchu Eight Banners and the Mongolian Eight Banners to stand by, ready to wait for the opportunity to attack at any time.

At this time, the land between the two battalions became quieter and it seemed that the other party had not noticed it at all. If this night attack was discovered, it would have been a clamor and a riot.

The longer the quiet time, the greater the hope. Yue Le has sent someone to open his own camp gate so as not to delay the attack.

Several Tan Tai's personal soldiers came over there, and there was indeed no one here. During this period, the Ming army patrol team passed by here, and all the people in the operation were lying on the ground, for fear of being discovered.

Finally, I touched the edge of the camp. It was really too careless. Because of the terrain, there was no excavation of a trench and no early warning measures. It was completely empty.

Tan Taidi suppressed the excitement in his heart. He tied the rope in his hand to the camp bar and buckled it. Several people connected the ropes in his hands and ran back to the team with slight hands. Follow-up people had already followed and connected the ropes. The ropes brought by a soldier were far from enough.

Several strands of ropes were received by the Tartar soldiers to a sufficient length. Tan Tai whispered a few orders. The ropes connected to the camp fence were tied to the horse. The Tartar soldiers drew out their weapons and boarded the horses to prepare. When the camp fence was pulled open, they were about to rush in.

Until now, the Ming army's camp did not respond. Tan Tai was already a little proud, thinking that this adventure tonight was indeed worth it, and maybe he would make a great contribution. The Ming army was just a waste to put it bluntly. They looked so popular, but in fact they were still doomed to fail.

The rope was tied to the horses, and the cavalrymen boarded the horses one after another. More than a dozen horses pulling the rope were heading towards the Manchurian and Mongolian camp, while the rest of the cavalry were heading towards the Ming camp.

"Hand it!"

Tan Tai, the governor of the Zhenghuang Banner, shouted in a low voice. The dozen horses pulling the cavalry exerted force at the same time, and the rope was suddenly stretched straight. The battalion was covered with one-third of the wooden stakes buried in the soil. More than a dozen horses exerted force at the same time. This was a huge force, and it sounded a few creaking sounds.

The wooden stakes buried there were all pulled up. A section of the stake in this direction was pulled by more than a dozen horses. Tan Tai, who was riding on the horse, was extremely excited when he saw this. At this moment, he didn't care about the quietness and shouted loudly:

"Young guys, rush in and give these ruthless dogs!"

Attacking the camp at night, under such a situation, more than a thousand cavalry rushed into the enemy camp, slashed and killed, disturbed and shocked, and were all asleep. Everyone was confused. I don’t know how many people came to attack the camp, so they must be extremely panicked. Although the Ming army was a army of tens of thousands, these more than a thousand cavalry of the Tartars were enough to make him collapse.

The cavalrymen of the two yellow flags shouted loudly. It was not a quiet time, so we should try our best to make the movement bigger and bigger.

On the one hand, he frightened the Ming army and notified his own camp to keep up with him. In such a desperate situation, it was a pity that there was such an opportunity to steal the camp at night.

Abatai on the other side also noticed the movement here, and his excited voice had changed. He repeatedly urged the cavalry teams who had prepared to leave the camp as soon as possible.

The governor Tan Tai took the lead. This section of the road is indeed difficult to walk. There are three or four cavalrymen around him who are all over the horse, but these are all small things. As long as you rush in, everything will be fine.

At this time, there is no need for any formation. Thirty or forty knights are gathered in the front and follow closely behind. There is already movement in the Ming army's battalion. Tan Tai and his cavalry are sneering in their hearts and thinking that "it's too late".

At this distance, the horses can reach it quickly. Tan Tai shouted loudly, holding his weapon in his hand, and was about to enter this gap.

Suddenly, it seemed like the sound of the mask being removed, and behind the gap there was a bright light, and many lanterns almost suddenly appeared.

About five steps away from the fallen camp gap, the tarpaulin covered on the cannons was torn off. More than a dozen small cannons were placed there and divided into three rows. Tan Tai clearly saw the faces of the Ming army's artillery with excitement on his face, igniting the leads of the gun hole.

The sounds of "touch!" "touch!" were heard one after another, and the sound was a bit dull, but for the soldiers who charged in a intensive manner, this was a nightmare, because such a sound would only occur when the cannon fired shotguns.
Chapter completed!