Chapter 202 The Attack Begins (Please vote, subscribe, like, and comment)
Luo Chong led the first and second echelons to retreat quickly, joined the large force behind, and then gathered everyone to rest. Now is not the best time to attack. We have to wait until two or three in the morning, when it is darkest and people are most sleepy.
The Han tribe's assembly point is not far from the cannibal camp, but the two sides are at least one kilometer apart. At this distance, the other party cannot hear if they speak in a low voice. As long as they don't light a bonfire, they will not expose their targets.
Everyone also put their minds at ease, took water from the bucket on the ox cart, and then gathered around the ox cart, sitting or lying in place to rest, but they did not let go of their weapons, even when they slept, they held them tightly in their arms.
Luo Chong asked Shu Da to lead the team temporarily, and he called Xue Tu and the guide of the lacquer tribe, and the three of them went to the enemy camp for reconnaissance again.
The three clay figures crouched all the way to a position 200 meters away from the enemy's camp, and then began to crawl on the ground, slowly moving forward.
The three of them climbed for more than ten minutes to cover a distance of 200 meters. The enemy was very close, and the crackling sound of burning wood in the campfire could be clearly heard. Most of them were sleeping.
The cannibal totem warriors used their rattan shields as beds and laid them on the ground, sleeping on them. Not far away were their spears, more than a dozen of them were propped up together, and they only had stone axes close to them for fighting.
These people slept soundly, perhaps in their hearts they thought that since more than a dozen cannibals had attacked first, Luo Chong's group would definitely die, and they never thought that Luo Chong could lead his men to fight back.
Therefore, their defense was also very lax, and there was no mobile patrol at all. There were only five or six fixed patrols, and they were nodding their heads, obviously taking a nap. Not to mention the secret patrols, it is estimated that they did not even know what secret patrols were.
There were about 200 people in this camp, but the captured prisoners did not stay with them. Instead, they stayed slightly north of the camp, less than ten meters away on both sides. There were also several totem warriors standing guard there, and they seemed to be quite energetic. Maybe they were afraid that the prisoners would run away.
The captured people included men, women, and children. When I saw them in the morning, there were still 60 to 70 people. Now there are only more than 50 people. Where are the people?
Just when Luo Chong was wondering why there were fewer people, there was a muffled groan and a fierce struggle. It was Xue Tu who was covering the guide's mouth and pressing him to the ground, while the guide was staring at a totem warrior who was standing guard with tears in his eyes.
The totem warrior was holding a roasted strip in his hand, chewing it with a smacking sound. Looking at the strip in his hand, the top was actually five human fingers. He was chewing on a human arm.
Damn it, there was no need to ask this time. The missing people must have been eaten by them. Luo Chong resisted the urge to spit out his dinner. He turned back and stretched out his hand to twist the guide's leg, then glared at him and told him not to be impulsive.
After scouting the enemy's specific deployment, the three climbed back again, and then Luo Chong immediately began to call the tribesmen to assign tasks.
Fifty archers with good archery skills were selected to focus their fire on the dozen sentries. They had to kill the dozen people in an instant, and they couldn't make too much noise to avoid waking up the people sleeping on the ground.
Another 50 warriors were sent to sneak into the enemy's camp after the sentries were eliminated, stealing their spears propped on the ground, and making them lose their long weapons.
The remaining 300 people were lying in ambush around the area. When all was done, they would rush forward and cover the enemy with the 30 large nets. The warriors without the nets could only attack directly. The first goal was to seize the stone axes in the hands of the enemies, so that they would completely lose the weapons to resist.
Then the rest would be easy to deal with. They would fight with bare hands. The Han tribe had nearly twice as many warriors, and they had weapons in their hands, so it should be easier to control the situation.
After this detailed reconnaissance and the deployment of combat missions, it was around two o'clock in the morning. The large group of people took their equipment and started the night attack.
Just like last time, when they trotted to a distance of about 200 meters, the warriors began to crawl forward, and the archers crawled in front. This time everyone crawled slower and more carefully, because there were so many people, and even small noises could be easily discovered.
After crawling for more than 20 minutes, hundreds of mud warriors also arrived at the front position. The two sides gathered within 40 meters and did not dare to get too close. Only the archers were relatively forward, about 20 meters away.
The archers were equipped with longbows, and they couldn't lie on the ground and shoot like crossbows, so they could only wait for Luo Chong's order, and then everyone would stand up and attack.
After about one or two minutes, the enemy sentries hadn't noticed it yet, and the sleepers didn't move. Luo
Chong finally gave the order to start the attack. Two cuckoo-
like calls came out of Luo Chong's mouth, and the enemies standing guard were stunned for a moment. What kind of bird is this? Why have they never heard it call like this?
But they didn't have the opportunity to identify it carefully. At the moment they heard the secret signal, 50 mud men suddenly stood up in the grass around a dozen sentries. They held longbows that were also covered with mud, and the arrows were already on the strings.
The next second, the sound of feather arrows slicing through the air sounded, followed by a burst of muffled sounds, which was the sound of hitting the target. A dozen enemies fell to the ground instantly, and each of them was pierced by three or four arrows, all hitting the vital parts, heart, lungs, head, and neck.
The target was only about 20 meters away, and the enemy was standing next to the campfire. In the situation where the enemy was in the light and we were in the dark, if Luo Chong could not shoot accurately, then he would have picked these 50 people in vain.
The sound of falling to the ground was not very loud. The ground was covered with tender grass that was not higher than the ankles, which reduced the impact to a certain extent. Seeing that all the sentries were dead, Luo Chong immediately stood up and waved his arms towards the enemy camp.
50 soldiers quickly moved out, crouched and trotted to the enemy's camp, picked up the spears propped on the ground and trotted out. The movement was not very loud, but not small. Some sleeping totem warriors turned over on the spot, and some glanced at them in a daze, but the Han tribe warriors covered in mud were not conspicuous in the dark night, and not many people noticed them.
The enemy's spears were stolen and thrown behind. The remaining soldiers rushed forward immediately, but the scene was very quiet for a while. No one shouted for war. They just used the big net to cover the enemy's head and picked places with a lot of people to attack, such as places where five or six people gathered. If there were only three or four people, they would leave it to the soldiers without the net to attack.
(End of this chapter)
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