The moment the saber slashed down, a strange feeling struck the hearts of every Burmese soldier who attacked at night.
The knife seemed to have hit something hard, and it made a muffled sound. This was completely different from the feeling of cutting into a human body. According to their experience, this was definitely not the feeling of looking at a human body. It was more like looking at a bed.
The person who first noticed it was shocked and squatted down to take a closer look.
"No one!"
"I don't have it here either!"
"This bed is empty!"
"It's all empty here!"
"This … This is bad! Retreat immediately! There's an ambush! "
A wise man was a wise man. He only knew how to explain things clearly. However, there was also a time to be a wise man. If you understood earlier and didn't step into this place, then you were a wise man. If you understood later and stepped into this death situation, then you were a wise man who only understood before dying.
Only then did they realize that there was an ambush. This was not good. Was it useful? They had been targeted for a long time!
Sure enough, as soon as these people opened the curtains, they saw a row of seven or eight musketeers pointing their guns at them. As soon as they appeared, they opened fire. After a round of shooting, the Japanese samurai holding machetes at the back could no longer hold back their desire to kill. They rushed forward and slashed. Those who were alive were chopped to death, and those who were dead were beheaded. In this instant of slaughter, countless Burmese soldiers who attacked at night were killed.
After the initial detection, the Burmese army finally realized that they had fallen into the ambush of the Siamese people. There were no sleeping Siamese in this camp, only Siamese soldiers who were awake. When they realized this, they had already been killed by the Siamese soldiers who came from nowhere. Some were shot to death by arrows, some were shot to death by guns, some were beheaded by sharp blades, and some were pierced by long spears. In short, as soon as Narexuan gave the order, the Siamese counterattack began.
The Burmese soldiers inside and outside the gate were instantly attacked by muskets, bows, and arrows from all directions. Then Koyama Jiro rushed up with the Japanese with bloodshot eyes. The sharp blades flipped up and down, and his agile movements attacked from left to right. The unprepared Burmese soldiers suffered heavy casualties and were unable to resist at all.
The Burmese soldiers in the camp were killed by the Siamese soldiers who suddenly appeared. The Burmese soldiers outside the camp didn't even have time to retreat before they were entangled by the Siamese soldiers and Japanese samurai. They were really miserable. A group of people originally came to attack at night, but they were attacked instead. They were supposed to come here to make achievements, but they lost their lives here.
The person who led the troops to attack at night was Min Qide's trusted subordinate. Basically, they grew up together and were deeply trusted. That was why this task was given to him. Now, it seemed that he was destined to fail Min Qide's expectations. But even though he failed, he looked at the countless Siamese soldiers rushing over and knew that it would be too late if he didn't run. Fortunately, he didn't lead the troops into the camp. If he led the troops into the camp, he wouldn't even be able to get out.
As soon as he thought of this, he turned around and ran. Under the cover of the night, he thought that he could escape very quickly. However, a stray bullet flew out of nowhere and hit him on the right side of his back. It went straight into his body and smashed half of his back. He fell to the ground and died after taking a few steps. The terrified guards shouted loudly, which triggered an even more violent chain reaction. The Burmese soldiers, who originally had a little bit of resistance, immediately collapsed.
Until the end, Na Ruixuan still didn't know who killed the leading general. However, looking at his attire, he felt that his rank wasn't low. Ever since he died, the Burmese soldiers didn't resist anymore and immediately fled. Of course, they were all killed by Na Ruixuan.
After dawn, Na Ruixuan counted the number of Burmese soldiers who sneaked up on him. He realized that there weren't many of them. More than 6,000 people were all killed. He lost a few hundred unlucky people who were killed along with the Burmese soldiers who were in despair and desperate to fight back.
Originally, Na Ruixuan was prepared to fight with Min Qide's main force at night. He thought that he would at least have a little advantage this way. However, the strange thing was that Min Qide didn't appear until the end. It was as if this wave of night attacks never happened. In fact, the night attack of more than 6,000 soldiers could indeed defeat him if he wasn't prepared. However, it wasn't very realistic for them to kill him all at once. Therefore, Na Ruixuan always thought that Min Qide would appear with his own troops.
However, he didn't. Even when the sun rose again, Min Qide still didn't appear. There were only a few thousand Burmese corpses around the Siamese camp. Na Ruixuan asked the soldiers to take the time to rest and eat breakfast while he sent out sentries to search for the enemy. They searched every possible hiding spot around the camp, but they didn't find any Burmese soldiers lying in ambush. Other than the Burmese camp in the north, there seemed to be no other Burmese troops.
Na Ruixuan felt that it was very strange. He didn't dare to relax at all. He didn't show any joy after the victory, nor did he take the initiative to attack. In fact, if he attacked now, he would find that the Burmese's organization was abnormally chaotic. The Burmese soldiers seemed to have fallen into chaos. The reason was very simple — Min Qide had fainted.
Last night, in the Burmese camp, Min Qide gathered 30,000 elite troops. He was waiting for his trusted subordinates to successfully launch a surprise attack. Then, he would lead his troops to kill their way over. He would increase the number of troops and capture Na Ruixuan alive. When he heard the gunshots and the soldiers' roars, he thought that he had succeeded. He was ready to lead his troops to kill their way over. However, a Burmese soldier who escaped from the battlefield suddenly appeared at the entrance of the camp.
"How's the situation? Why are you here?! "
Min Qide recognized this soldier. This soldier was the young guard who always followed his trusted subordinate. He was also his relative, and he brought him along to join the army. Now, he was here, holding a blood-stained helmet in his hands. He was sobbing loudly. What he wanted to express was very clear.
"The Siamese were prepared. We were ambushed not long after we broke in. Many people died. The Siamese didn't sleep at all. As soon as the gunshots were heard, they charged out. Prince, they had an ambush. They knew that we were going to attack at night! Prince! The general died so tragically! He died so tragically!! "
This soldier cried loudly. The news of the general's death spread quickly in the Burmese army. The entire army was shaken, and their morale was greatly reduced.
Min Qide didn't speak. The guard beside him saw that he wasn't right. He went forward to help him, but he pushed him away.
"Attack! Everyone, press forward and attack! I want to see that bastard Na Ruixuan's head with my own hands. I want to avenge my brother! Avenge! Avenge … "
Before he could finish speaking, Min Qide's face suddenly changed. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and he fell to the ground as if he was dead. He fainted.
The Burmese army was in chaos. If it weren't for a few prestigious generals leading the troops to control the camp, there would have been an explosion.
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