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Chapter 1381 Beating My Teammates
Qin Zuoming somewhat underestimated the fog in the morning. He led the raid team out of the bastion and began to lose direction, departing from the direction he had imagined.

He was carrying a pack, holding a Dreiser rifle, and behind him was a group of soldiers similarly equipped with him.They planned to bypass the opponent's front line in the fog and assault the enemy's main camp hiding behind.

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

"It should be that they have touched their main camp...ready to attack!" Qin Zuoming waved his hand to make everyone line up.

The Bengal Maharaja army of the Mughal Empire was not aware of the danger approaching.

They didn't believe that more than 1000 soldiers and merchants dared to attack when they were surrounded by their 40000 troops, and they didn't expect that the swamps and woods near Calcutta were foggy these few mornings.

Boom!With the sound of drums in the fog, the sound of rows of muskets one after another!
The originally quiet Bengal Tubang army seemed to be roaring. All the Tubang soldiers who were awakened hurriedly grabbed the weapons around them and looked at the place where the musket sounded in panic!That is the position of the Chinese army on the front line!
"What happened?!" Shashuja came out of the main camp barefoot in a panic, with disheveled clothes. When the curtain of the main tent was opened, there were several women in a hurry to get dressed.

Shashuja saw the mist outside, and the visual distance was less than ten meters, and his scalp felt numb.He didn't know that the vision here is so poor in the morning, and the enemy can get close to his eyes! !

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

"Only 1000 of them!?" Shashuja couldn't believe it.

"Their general must be a madman!"

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

"But Your Royal Highness, the fog is very heavy now, if the cavalry attack, they may accidentally injure the troops of other princes..."

"I order you to lead the heavy cavalry to keep them! Since they dared to sneak out of the fortress, they must have assembled the main force in the fortress. Destroying this main force is equivalent to destroying their fortress!"

The angry second prince ordered in an irresistible tone.

"Yes!" The head of the guard had no choice but to bite the bullet and organize the most elite heavy cavalry.

In the thick fog, one by one Tubang soldiers were killed. Qin Zuoming led the raid team to defeat the sentinels suspected of being the main battalion of the opponent with firepower, and formed a bayonet phalanx to break into the middle of the enemy's position!

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

When Qin Zuoming was shooting and reloading, some keen men 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 over the heads of Qin Zuoming and others, and arquebus gunners in the Bengal Tubang army shot everywhere.

Da da da!The cavalry began to mobilize, attacking randomly in the fog!
Qin Zuoming saw that the opponent's battle line and barracks were in a mess. He broke into the opponent's battle line for nearly 100 meters but failed to penetrate the opponent's defense line.

Now that it has deviated from the established attack direction, the tactic of capturing the prince of the Mughal Empire alive in the already chaotic 40000 Tubang army has failed.

"Retreat alternately!" Qin Zuoming ordered the drummer beside him without hesitation.

When it is broken, it is broken, otherwise they may be surrounded by 40000 Tubang troops after the fog dissipates!
The 300 dispatch troops and 500 mercenaries led by Qin Zuoming fought back along the original road. They fought like a broken bamboo along the way, killing and wounding many Tubang soldiers along the way.

The mercenaries trained by Qin Zuoming and other officers with military sticks are already more effective than ordinary Tubang soldiers. They found that even the high-ranking cavalry feudal lords would die in front of their muskets. .

Chen Bangyan and the people of the East India Company came to the middle embankment of the bastion, and they heard the sound of gunfire, artillery, and shouts of killing outside the fort.

"The fog seems to be starting to dissipate. Qin Zuoming has to bring someone back quickly, otherwise he will be surrounded by the other party's reaction." Chen Bangyan saw the fog starting to fade, and said to himself anxiously.

They had to stay at the bastion, even if Qin Zuoming's troops were surrounded, they would be helpless.

Just when Chen Bangyan and the people of the East India Company were worried, Qin Zuoming led the soldiers to withdraw to the trench below the bastion, and led by the sentinels into the layered defense of the bastion.

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

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

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

Qin Zuoming and his men pricked up their ears. Sure enough, there were gunfire, hoofbeats, and shouts of killing outside Calcutta Fort. It was a mess. It was estimated that the Bangladesh army was still fighting with the "enemy" who had sneaked up.

When the fog gradually cleared, the Bangladeshi army in the melee found that the whole battlefield was in a mess, and it turned out that their friendly troops were fighting with them.

The shocked Bengal princes hurriedly stopped their men from fighting needlessly and counted the number of casualties.

Shashuja, the second prince of the Mughal Empire, turned green when he saw the battle line turned on his back.

It is estimated that they had limited damage to the raiders in the morning fog, and they were probably 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 Bangladeshi army were also reported to Shashuja.

"We lost about 1300 infantry and 600 cavalry..." The general who reported did not dare to look at the second prince's livid face.

Being raided by the enemy once, their losses are more than the combined total of the enemies in the bastion!
Such a record, not to mention letting the second prince improve his prestige, is simply a shame, embarrassing to the emperor of the Mughal Empire!
It is conceivable that if this news spreads back to the court of the Mughal Empire, the reputation of the second prince will plummet!
"Eliminate them at all costs!" the enraged Shashuja roared hysterically.

"Your Highness, this place is too close to the enemy's fortress, and we may be attacked by them in the same way at any time. We should retreat to a safe place for the time being, and wait until the foggy weather passes to prepare for the siege before proceeding with the siege." Chang persuaded.

Although Shashuja was very annoyed, he was also afraid of another surprise attack by the enemies in the fortress, so he had to order: "Retreat two miles, no, three miles!"

(End of this chapter)