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These Houjin elites are extremely brave, each of them holding a small round shield the size of a fan, and holding various sharp weapons.

In the face of the black unknown object flying over, they did not panic at all, and even someone directly split these clay pots with a knife, and then, quickly avoided it.

But even if these Houjin elites are strong, it is still difficult to escape the threat of these clay pots, which are black and stench with indescribable stench, splashing everywhere.

If someone has a bad heart, they smell it inexplicably, and they are afraid that they will be able to carry it directly.

"Holy shit, what the hell is this?"

"These lowly dogs are really disgusting. Lao Tzu has to kill them all to relieve his hatred. ”

"Warriors, don't panic, this is the golden juice of the Ming army, and it will not be fatal. Be careful and avoid these dirty things. As long as they rush to the city, they are as weak as pigs and sheep. ”

There was a Houjin officer shouting loudly in the back.

At the head of the city, Li Yuanqing couldn't help sneering slightly, "Fire oil bomb." ”

"Yes."

"Fire oil bombs." Sound is delivered layer by layer.

In a moment, the black clay pots soaked in oil and with clothes tied to them flew over the sky and landed heavily in the battle formations of these Houjin elites.

"Holy shit, what is this? It's fucking disgusting. ”

A Houjin elite slammed open a clay pot, flew to dodge, and hurriedly went to check.

But as soon as he saw the contents of this clay pot, he couldn't help but feel sick to his stomach, and he couldn't help but want to vomit out the breakfast he had just eaten.

If the gold juice is just a bad smell, but the contents of this clay pot are disgusting.

It was full of indescribable, indescribable, indescribable foul-smelling grease, piece by piece, said to condense, it did coagulate, but it was not strong, and when it was touched, it was disgustingly broken, and the thick juice was all over the ground, and the stench was incomparable.

At the head of the city, Li Yuanqing didn't have time to follow these Houjin Tartar ink.

"Get on the rocket."

"Yes."

In a moment, more than 30 archers quickly stepped forward, and the soldiers, who had already prepared the flints, helped them light the arrows.

"Put."

In an instant, a row of rockets shot straight at the grease-filled ground under the elite feet of the Houjin Army.

It's like the electric lighter switch of a gas canister, and the moment the rocket comes into contact with these filthy liquids, the cyan flames instantly rise to a person's height, and for a moment, as if they exploded, 'pop and pop', continuous, flickering flames, like growing from the ground, 'booming' for a while, swarming.

"Ahh It's on fire, it's on fire. ”

These Houjin soldiers were wearing heavy armor, which could provide them with excellent protection, but these heavy armor were not light, and at this time, the juice under their feet had stuck to the ground, and the soles of their feet seemed to be glued, and every step was very laborious.

"Rocket continues."

This is just igniting the front, although it will ignite the rear in a short time, but how can Li Yuanqing give these dog Tartars time to escape? A new order was quickly issued.

It is advisable to chase the poor bravely, and not to sell the name of the overlord.

Even if Tartar becomes a water dog, how can Li Yuanqing have half sympathy for them?

In a moment, another line of rockets 'whizzed' by.

In an instant, the ground behind was also ignited, thick smoke billowed up, and the sound of small explosions on the ground continued.

At the same time, on the side of the catapult, there are more so-called 'fire oil bombs' that are constantly being thrown from the air, and continue to smash into the four sides of the Houjin army's battle array.

"Minggou. You must not die a good death. ”

A real slave's whole body was ignited by the fire, and he screamed in pain, desperately trying to run, but the fire had completely surrounded him, and he had no way to retreat, so he could only roll on the spot, but the ground was full of all kinds of juice, which only made him burn faster.

"Minggou, you will definitely be punished. Great Khan, Great Khan, you must avenge us. ”

The city has completely turned into a sea of fire, and the bodies of the elite of Houjin are like ants that have been barbecued, they can't run, they can't retreat, they can't retreat, there is no way to go to the sky, there is no way to enter the ground, they can only watch themselves and their companions being burned alive.

They shouted desperately and scolded desperately, but ~~~, they had no choice but to die.

At the head of the city, Li Yuanqing looked at this scene indifferently, and there was not much expression on Yingting's face.

All this was carefully prepared, and it was not in vain, and at a critical time, they finally played their role.

Originally, Li Yuanqing wanted to directly ignite these crockpots, and then throw them out and smash them directly into the battle formation of the Houjin army.

But after careful consideration, Li Yuanqing gave up on this idea.

After all, this is not Mi Jun's new type of burning ~ burning ~ bomb, but the simplest knock-off goods developed by Li Yuanqing himself.

The projection power of the catapult and the large slingshot is also not accurate, and if there is an accident during the firing process and it falls on the city, it will not be beautiful.

Therefore, in the end, Li Yuanqing adopted this primitive ignition method, and now the effect is not bad.

And these juices have also been carefully prepared by Li Yuanqing.

Lushun City is short of materials, and if all animal fat is used, there are really not so many raw materials, but in the process of boiling gold juice, Li Yuanqing has inspiration.

That is the biogas of later generations.

Biogas is not complicated, it only needs a simple sealed environment and a little storage.

There is nothing else in Lushun City, and there are still a lot of people......

Moreover, human feces also contain a lot of oil, stir it up and boil it, then add some animal oil, and put it directly into the jar......

Then, the mouth is sealed, and the outside is wrapped with various torn clothes soaked in oil, which has a burning effect......

"Hahaha. Dog Tartar, you also have today. Die to Lao Tzu. Zhang Pan couldn't help laughing.

Not far away, a sea of fire had formed, and near the sandbag wall, it was also completely caused by the fire, and the monstrous flames, seven or eight meters high, countless Tartars, were trapped in it, struggling, crying, and finally, they could only turn into a handful of coke and continue to add fuel to the fire.

And because the sandbag walls of the Han slaves were piled up under the city, even if the fire occasionally drifted towards the city, it was blocked by these sandbags and would not spread to the city.

The raging fire became more and more intense, and even if there were really a few small and strong Tartars who could rush out of the sea of fire, they were also mended by the Ming army bird soldiers who had been staring at this side for a long time, ending their suffering.

The cheers of the Ming army at the head of the city burst into the sky.

Li Yuanqing couldn't help but hum softly the famous song of a famous singer in later generations, "You are like ---- ...... fire"

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But not far from the opposite side~~, Amin's face was green, and his two eyeballs were completely filled with the blazing firelight, trembling, but he couldn't say a word.

These 2 heavy armor soldiers of Niu Lu are the essence of his life. It was he who had established himself and could be the foundation of the Great Belle.

But at this time, the Ming army was so light and fluttering, and it was all dust......

"I, I'm ......" Amin paused for a long time, but he couldn't say a word.

The small and large minions around him were all panicked, and hurriedly helped Amin up, "Master, are you okay?" ”

"Master, you have to take care of your health."

"Grandpa......"

But no matter what they said, Amin couldn't hear it, and suddenly, he only felt a sweet throat and an inexplicable air current, frantically gushing out of his belly.

He couldn't control it anymore, and with a 'wow' sound, he vomited a large pool of blood, tilted his head, and passed out.

"Master, wake up."

The minions around him were in chaos in an instant.

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Not far from the other side, Mang Gurtai also had some hairs standing on end, his face was green, originally, today's main attack should be him, but Amin volunteered and snatched this errand.

At the beginning, Mang Gurtai still had some resentment towards Amin, this dog, arrogant, he knew how to bully people, but now ......

He couldn't say how grateful Amin was, if it weren't for his stupid brother, it would be him and his clan who are in this fire now.

"Master, let's, what should we do?" A henchman cautiously approached Manggultai's side and asked cautiously.

Mang Gurtai glanced at him, "What should I do?" Can you survive the fire? ”

"Huh?" The slave couldn't help but be speechless, but Mang Gurtai was the master, even if he was unhappy, he didn't dare to say much, so he had to stand aside carefully.

Mang Gurtai let out a long breath of turbidity, what should I do? Is it advance or retreat? He was also a mess in his heart.

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At this time, Amin had been carried back to the Chinese army by people, and the various units with blue flags had already shown a trend of collapse and retreated.

The old slave glanced at the unconscious Amin, and his face turned pale.

I thought I could go to Lushun City for lunch at noon today, but now that I look at it, this is a bit ......

But he also knew that Amin had done his best, and if he hadn't rushed this wave, the fire would still have burned, and the warriors would still have killed and injured him.

It has come to this point that this battle obviously cannot be fought any longer.

The old slave was dressed in a horse, from the micro end to the present, the momentum is far from being comparable to that of ordinary people, even if he is extremely unhappy, very unhappy, but he still suppressed the anger in his heart, and waved his hand, "Let's retreat first." ”

"Yes."

The people around him were suddenly amnesty.

Soon, as the sound of gold sounded, the Jin army retreated to the camp one after another, and in the direction of the city, the Ming army cheered one after another, even if it was so far away, it could still be heard.

No one's face is good-looking.

But before they could go back to the camp to rest, they received a new order, and the old slave told everyone to go to the tent to discuss matters.

The various Houjin magnates cautiously came to the old slave's tent, and they didn't dare to breathe.

The old slave was in good spirits at this time, and the tiger eyes glanced at everyone one by one, and said coldly: "What? This little thing makes you afraid? ”

"The minions don't dare." The generals fell to their knees.

The old slave stroked his beard lightly, "Who is the Ming army guard?" What's the name? ”

Lushun is the sphere of influence of the red flag, Yue Tuo did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly stepped forward carefully: "Grandfather Hui Khan, there are three guards in the Ming army in Lushun, which is the so-called three southern Liaoning divisions of the Ming army. Zhang Pan of Lushun, Chen Zhong of Guanglu Island, and Li Yuanqing of Changsheng Island. Zhang Pan and Chen Zhong are just martial artists, so they don't have to worry about it. Only Li Yuanqing of Changsheng Island~~, this person is not only despicable and sinister, treacherous and treacherous, but also ruthless, and he is also extremely hateful to my people. From the grandson's point of view, this fire, the eight achievements are planned by Li Yuanqing. ”

The old slave nodded faintly, "Li Yuanqing?" This man is also a talent. ”

As he spoke, the old slave glanced at everyone, and finally his gaze fell on Dai Shan's face.

How shrewd is Dai Shan?

At this time, how could he not understand the old slave's mind?

Hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed: "Erchen is willing to go to Lushun City to persuade the guards in the city to surrender for Khan Ama, especially this Li Yuanqing." ”

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