A quarter of an hour later, well, about a quarter of an hour later, a command came from the violent wind in front of him: "Four steps forward!"

Ah Hudi subconsciously conveyed to his back: "Four steps forward!"

Then he took a step by himself and walked forward four steps in place.

A row of comrades-in-arms appeared in front of me in a vague figure. Just two or three steps apart just now, I couldn't see the people in front of me clearly. The wind and sand in the northwest were really terrifying, just like the blizzard in my hometown.

"The one behind holds the shoulders in front!"

Another command was sent to the person behind him as usual, and then stretched out his left hand to hold the shoulder of the man in front of him.

"go ahead!"

A long line of teams, guided by soldiers equipped with compass in front, was like a giant python staring at the target, slowly moving forward.

...

‘The enemy is half a mile away, I hope the boys can succeed.’

Zuo Helin nervously held the hilt of the sword around his waist, his palms were covered in sweat and wet.

He had never told anyone that although he had fought old wars and had been charged in too many times, he would still feel nervous every time he faced a battle formation.

In particular, today's tactic is actually the first time it has been used in actual combat. As the commander, Zuo Helin cannot go to the front line in person, which makes it impossible for him to divert his attention through combat.

So Zuo Helin became even more nervous.

‘I hope the boys haven’t forgotten what the training is.’

Zuo Helin was the first to propose this tactic - using watches and compass to draw the most elite scattered soldiers in extreme climates such as blizzards, heavy fog, heavy rain and sand, forming several commandos, and launching surprise attacks on a certain enemy at the same time.

In the past, the army did not have the ability to fight in this climate, let alone split the troops and attack together. However, the Chinese army was different. The compass and more accurate maps allowed all small troops to accurately identify the direction and find the target.

Watches (pocket watches are also OK) allow all small troops to clearly know the time to launch the final general attack, and to act at the point, there is no need for adjacent friendly forces to signal the general attack.

This will make the Chinese army's offensive more fierce and without warning like a god descending to earth. Usually, if this can be done, hundreds of elite troops can easily defeat tens of thousands of unprepared enemies.

This tactical idea is good, and it has received the "tactical innovation commendation order" from the General Staff of the Chinese Army, and has also been tested several times on the training ground.

But training is training. The first use of new tactics and actual combat will always make people feel uneasy.

‘Never have problems, be successful, never have problems, be successful…’

Zuo Helin kept muttering in his heart, as if praying, but unfortunately, he didn't even know who to pray to - he himself did not believe in any gods, and he even ignored the common ancestor worship theory in the Chinese army.

But he is still talking about it now.

The soldiers involved in the raid were led by more than 100 Han military cadets and veterans, and about 500 reserve soldiers with night combat capabilities, militia and foreign soldiers participated.

Six hundred people, on the battlefield where tens of thousands of troops participated in the war on both sides, this number was nothing. In the eyes of the commander, if they were all lost, they were just a number.

But that was before. If Zuo Helin lost 600 soldiers because of Zuo Helin's new tactics, it would be the biggest failure since the Chinese army was formed!

That's right, the Chinese army, and its predecessor, Qi army, have no record of losing 600 people at once so far - in fact, as long as the Chinese army dispatched hundreds of troops, they have never failed.

Zuo Helin really didn't want this record to be opened in his hands. In that case, he might as well wait for the wind and sand to stop, and clearly show the carriage and horses facing the Tubo people.

‘Young guys, don’t let me down, ten thousand...’

...

On the periphery of the Tubo camp, several Tubo soldiers wearing leather robes were hiding beside the camels to shelter from the wind.

Animals like camels are very adaptable to wind and sand weather, but these Tubo soldiers are suffering from wind and sand and loess.

"I really want to eat a bowl of hot ghee." A soldier muttered: "This ghost weather is going to fight, don't you know how to treat us."

"Shut up!" Another man whispered: "If you complain like this, if you let Master Zanpu and Master Wu Jie know, you must have cut your skin and copied the scriptures!"

The soldier stopped talking at once. Everyone knew that the two nobles could do such a thing - in fact, there was a scripture copy of someone in Wu Jiechila's carry-on luggage.

However, in this ghost weather, even eating barley cakes and sour cheese can make you feel like you are eating the mud and sand. I really don’t know if this is the Buddha’s warning.

"Sleep for a while, the Han people won't come to fight at this time anyway." The Tubo soldier murmured: "The master will not come out to patrol at this time. It's okay if he is a little confused for a while. Maybe he will have to fight tomorrow and not be able to maintain a good spirit... Um~~~~"

Before he could finish his words, the Tubo people's mouth was covered from behind with a big hand.

The big hand tightly squeezed his mouth, preventing him from making any sound, and at the same time, he used force backwards to force the Tubo people to raise their heads, revealing their necks that were reddened by the sun.

Ah Hudie clamped the Tubo man with his powerful left hand, took out a dagger with his right hand, and cut open his neck without any mercy.

Blood was blowing out like a fountain, spraying more than two meters away, but this sound could not wake anyone up in such an extreme environment.

The poor Tubo soldiers clasped Ah Hudie with both hands, his eyes full of incredible fear and despair.

As the blood flowed, his whole body trembled violently for a while, and his eyes began to drift away. After a moment, his hands hung weakly on his side.

He is dead.

Ah Hudi gently placed the body on the ground, then grabbed the camel's reins and carefully sootheed these huge and sensitive creatures.

The militia looked around and saw that the figures of his comrades gradually appeared in the wall surrounded by camels. In the wind and sand, the red military uniforms were silhouetted like ghosts.

The field army sergeant led the team held a revolver and half-kneeled beside a camel, raising his wrist to look at his watch.

He didn't say anything, and the soldiers next to him didn't bother him.

Time passed by minute by minute, and suddenly, the sergeant shouted: "1500! Attack!"

With a loud bang, whether it is armor-piercing or not, the Chinese soldiers showed their weapons together and launched a surprise attack on the unprepared Tubo camp center!

Bang!

A gunshot suddenly broke out on the other side of the camp, followed by a shrill scream that was enough to overwhelm the howling wind.

"Enemy attack!!!"
Chapter completed!