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Chapter 657
Watching Da Ce Ling Dunduobu walk back to the camp in defeat, deafening cheers resounded in the army of the Qing Dynasty!
Daqing Mingjin withdrew his troops and returned to the camp. Everyone was very excited about today's battle. Funing'an specially ordered Xue Hong to celebrate his victory. Fat mutton was roasted in the camp, and every sergeant's face was filled with smiles.

Funing'an raised his glass and said to Xue Hong: "Xue Hong, what's wrong with you? How could you come up with such a brilliant idea? Let's face each other, but let Ling Dunduobu do it by himself. The hair on his head has all been shaved off, and he looks like that... Hahahaha! It’s so satisfying, it’s so satisfying!”

Until now, everyone can't help laughing when they think of the embarrassment of Dace Lingdun Duobu, even Xue Hong himself didn't expect it: "I just wanted him to knock off his helmet at that time, who knew that he would be so angry?" The downward slash was so powerful that it cut off your hair and became a monk!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Everyone laughed again, and Fucha Fu Qing also laughed and said: "General, this Second Master Xue won the first battle today, not only can he record his first victory, but he can also tell it as a legendary story! Let's get it Write down what happened today, and when you return to the capital tomorrow, let the storyteller arrange this passage for him, make it complete, and designate it to be passed on to the entire land of the Qing Dynasty!"

Li Shaoyou said with a smile: "Okay, that's a good thing, how many storytellers in the world will Hong'er save this time? This is a merit!"

The joy in the camp of the Qing Dynasty began to celebrate after returning to the camp, and it did not stop until the lights were brightly lit at night.

But the atmosphere in the Mongolian camp was gloomy.

As soon as Dace Lingdunduobu returned to the camp, he had his hair trimmed by the person who served him, and then immediately found a new helmet to wear.The previous one was already broken by himself when he was on the battlefield. Although this one is not as fine as the original one, it still looks a bit big when he wears it. When he walks, he knocks his head straight, but it's okay anyway. To hide his ugliness, he can't be allowed to walk around with a vulture-like hairstyle as a general, right?

Everyone knew that Dace Lingdunduobu was in a bad mood, and those who stayed in his tent dared not even vent their breath.

After drinking a whole bag of kumiss, Dace Lingdunduobu said angrily: "What are they doing in the Qing camp across the way? Killing pigs and sheep, and celebrating like crazy?"

A lieutenant at the side was pushed out to answer this question from Dace Lingdunduobu. He said in his heart that all of you bad-hearted guys know the answer to this question, but let me answer it. To bear the wrath of the general.On weekdays, you still have the nerve to call me brother and brother, really you have no sense of loyalty at all!

This person had a bitter face, the expression was uglier than crying, he moved forward a few steps and said: "Back to the general, there is indeed a celebration in the Qing camp. Our scouts can see them from a long distance away." It looks like the lights in the camp are bright..."

"Sure enough... Sure enough! You bastard, you're really a bastard!"

Da Ce Ling Dunduobu was extremely angry, but he couldn't blame others for this matter.If it was someone else's fault, he would have punished the person who caused the trouble by military law, but he was the one who made a fool of himself today, and this bad breath was bet in Da Ce Ling Dunduobu's heart and could not be dispelled for a moment.

Da Ce Ling Dunduobu raised his foot and kicked violently, and the table, food, wine, cups and dishes in front of him were scattered all over the floor.With such a movement, the helmet on his head began to rattle again. Dace Lingdun Duobu took off his helmet and fell to the ground in anger, but his ugly hair was exposed again, and he was suddenly embarrassed again.This simply made Da Ce Ling Dunduobu want to cry!
After beating and smashing in his camp, he finally calmed down a bit, and Dace Lingdun Duobufu sat back on his big bearskin birch chair and stopped talking.

Seeing him like this on weekdays, the people who served him knew that he was thinking about something. They didn't dare to disturb him when he was like this on weekdays. What's more, Da Ce Ling Dunduobu was in a particularly bad mood today, and no one dared to stay in front of him. Son looking for scolding.

Dace Lingdunduobu sat like this until night, and suddenly called all the generals under him and told them that he wanted revenge.

"General, I wonder if you have any good ideas?"

"Huh! Aren't they celebrating? Then let's add some fire to them so that they won't be invisible in the middle of the night! Order them to find some cacti and other wood that can be burned, and send scouts to take these The things were moved outside the Daqing camp and lit, so that the black smoke from the burning cactus floated into the Daqing camp. The archers followed closely, and as long as the black smoke obstructed the sight of the Qing soldiers, the archers would shoot random arrows. Celebrate, I want you to celebrate, but this general wants you to take a look at what is called 'Night Meteor'!"

The Mongolian army took action quickly. They collected a large number of cacti and red willow branches. The scouts brought these things to a cliff at the top of the Qing camp. There was billowing black smoke.After the black smoke passed, arrows flew towards Daqing's camp one after another like rain.

Because billowing black smoke enveloped all around, it was impossible to tell where the arrows came from for a moment. The Daqing camp, which was still immersed in joy, instantly became chaotic, causing countless casualties.

Funing'an was shocked: "What's going on? Where did this arrow come from?"

Fu Qing saw Funing'an leaving the camp, and hurriedly pulled him to a safe place: "General, Xue Hong and others have already gone to check, you should retreat to a safe place first. The soldiers of the entire camp are now going to the safe place." Retreat, as long as you withdraw from the range of the bow and arrow, you will be fine."

For such a thing to happen suddenly, Funing'an, as the supreme leader of the army, can hardly absolve himself of the blame.He only cared about the great victory in the daytime battle, so he ordered to celebrate. He thought that the chief planner, Ling Dunduobu, had suffered such humiliation. He must have shrunk in his camp that night and did not dare to come out. Who knew they would use such a trick ?
Funing'an felt extremely sad as he looked at the unsuspecting soldiers who were shot by arrows.These people did not die on the battlefield, but died by arrows while drinking and eating meat in their own camp.Many of them were people who had experienced many wars with him. They had good kung fu and great military achievements, but they died in such a way. Isn't this all the fault of him as the commander-in-chief?
But this has always been the case on the battlefield. At this moment, what is more important than trying to avoid greater losses?

(End of this chapter)