Qin Zuoming underestimated the morning fog. He led the raid team out of the bastion and began to lose direction and was moving away from the direction he had imagined.

He carried his bags and held a Dresse rifle in his hand. Behind him was a group of soldiers with the same equipment as him. They planned to bypass the front line of each other in the mist and attack the enemy's main camp hiding behind him.

"The enemy was found ahead!" A soldier in front held a musket and reported to Qin Zuoming in an almost inaudible voice, and pointed out the direction of the enemy.

"It must be that I touched their main business... I prepared to attack!" Qin Zuoming waved his hand and made everyone line up.

The Mughal Empire's army of the Bengal states was not aware of the dangerous approach.

They did not believe that more than 1,000 soldiers and merchants dared to attack when they were surrounded by their 40,000 troops, nor did they expect that there would be heavy fog in the swamps and woods near Kolkata these mornings.

Dongdong! As the drums sounded in the fog, rows of muskets sounded one after another!

The originally quiet army of the Tumen Army in Bangladesh seemed to have a roar. All the Tumen soldiers who were awakened hurriedly grabbed the weapons beside them and looked at the place where the muskets sounded in panic! That was the central position of the front line!

"What happened?!" Shashujia walked out of the main camp in panic, wearing disheveled clothes. When the curtain of the main tent opened, he could see a few women in a hurry to dress inside.

Sha Shujia saw that the fog was everywhere, and the visual distance was less than ten meters, and his scalp was numb. He didn't know that the view here was so poor in the morning, and the enemy could be close to the bottom of his nose!!

"Your Highness the Second Prince, it is suspected that the front-line central army was attacked by the enemy!" The chief guard had already put on his armor and knelt in front of Shashujia with a knife.

"Just 1,000 of them!?" Shashujia was incredible.

"Their general must be a lunatic!"

"You lead the heavy cavalry to attack, be sure to leave them all outside!"

"But His Highness, the second prince is very foggy now. If the cavalry attacks, they may accidentally injure the troops of other princes..."

"I order you to lead the heavy cavalry to keep them! Since they dare to go out to attack the fortress, they must have gathered the main force in the fortress. To eliminate this main force is equivalent to destroying their fortress!"

The angry second prince ordered in an irresistible tone.

"Yes!" The head of the imperial guard had to bite the bullet and organize the most elite heavy cavalry.

In the heavy fog, soldiers from Tubang were killed. Qin Zuoming led the raid team to defeat the sentinels suspected to be the main camp of the opponent with firepower, forming a bayonet formation and breaking into the middle of the enemy's position!

"Sir, something seems to be wrong. There are too many enemies!"

When Qin Zuoming was shooting and loading, his keen subordinates had already noticed that they did not break into the enemy's main camp, but attacked the enemy's front line.

Bows, arrows, lead bullets, and artillery shells flew around Qin Zuoming and others, and the contrailers in the army of Bangladesh were firing everywhere.

Da, da! The cavalry began to mobilize and attacked randomly in the fog!

Seeing that the opponent's front and the military camp were in chaos, Qin Zuoming broke into the opponent's front for nearly a hundred meters and was unable to penetrate the opponent's defense line. It was probably because he had really deviated from the expected marching route and plunged into the opponent's front line.

Since he has deviated from the established direction of the attack, the tactic of capturing the prince of the Mughal Empire alive among the already chaotic army of 40,000 Turkish states has been declared to be unsuccessful.

"Remote retreat!" Qin Zuoming ordered the drummer beside him without hesitation at all.

When it is broken, it will be broken. Otherwise, after the fog dissipates, they may be surrounded by a large army of 40,000 people!

The 300 dispatched troops and 500 mercenaries led by Qin Zuoming returned along the same route. They were unstoppable and killed many Tumen soldiers along the way.

The mercenaries trained by Qin Zuoming and other officers with military sticks were already more combat-effective than ordinary Tumen soldiers. They found that even the high-ranking cavalry feudal lords would die in front of their muskets, and their morale suddenly increased and they followed their masters to fight.

Chen Bangyan and the East India Company came to the middle embankment of the bastion. They heard gunshots, artillery and shouts of killing outside the bastion.

"The fog seems to have begun to dissipate. Qin Zuoming wants to bring people back quickly, otherwise he will be surrounded by the other party's reaction." Chen Bangyan said anxiously to himself when he saw the fog begin to fade.

They wanted to stay in the bastion, and even if the troops led by Qin Zuoming were surrounded, they could not help.

Just as Chen Bangyan and the people from the East India Company were worried, Qin Zuoming took his soldiers to the trench below the bastion, and led by the sentry to enter the layers of defense bastion.

"Guawazi! We lost our way and directly crashed into the enemy's front!" Qin Zuoming returned to the safe bastion and couldn't help but scream regret.

They counted the losses, and a total of 31 people were killed and 97 injured, most of which were mercenaries.

"The losses are acceptable. You have done quite well. The enemies outside the city are still fighting against unknown enemies." Chen Bangyan said.

Qin Zuoming and his men pricked their ears. Sure enough, there were guns and cannons outside Kolkata Fort, and the sound of horse hooves and shouts of killing were in chaos. It was estimated that the Bangladesh Turkish army was still fighting against the "enemy" who was attacking.

When the fog gradually dissipated, the army of the Bengal Turkish states in the melee discovered that the entire battlefield was in a mess, and the one who exchanged fire with them turned out to be their own friendly forces.

The shocked Bengal princes quickly asked their subordinates to stop the unnecessary battle and counted the casualties.

Shashujia, the second prince of the Mughal Empire, looked at the front of the people and horses, and his face turned green.

It is estimated that they had limited damage to the raiders in the heavy fog in the morning, and they were mostly fighting with friendly forces.

It took the Bengal princes a noon to restore the front line to its original state, and the casualties of the Bangladesh Turkish army were also reported to Shashujia.

"We have lost about 1,300 infantry and 600 cavalry..." The general who reported the report no longer dared to look at the second prince's dark face.

When they were raided by the enemy, their losses were more than the enemies in the brink!

Such a record would be a shame to make the second prince improve his prestige, and would embarrass the emperor of the Mughal Empire!

It is conceivable that if this news is passed back to the court of the Mughal Empire, the reputation of his second prince will plummet!

"Eliminate them at all costs!" Shashuja, who was angered, shouted hysterically.

"Your Highness, this place is too close to the enemy's fortress, and they may be ambushed in the same way at any time. We should retreat to a safe place for the time being, and wait until the fog passes, and be prepared to attack the city before siege." The Chief of the Imperial Guard persuaded.
Chapter completed!