Bai Qi pulled off the oil paper cloth used to prevent moisture and rain from the cart. There were a lot of clay pots stored in the cart. He picked up a pot at random and took off the mud sealing on the top of the pot mouth. There was a lot of pottery hanging inside. The sound of sticky water.
He carried the clay pot and splashed it on the trees and bushes. The dark and shiny black oil drizzled on the lush trees and the layers of rotten leaves piled up several feet, making it as black as ink.
Other Ming army sergeants also followed His Highness's example, removing entire carts of clay pots and pouring black oil on them.
Bai Qi looked coldly at the Ming army on the battlefield. He spent half a month using constant harassment and sneak attacks to make the enemy intolerable. He forced the enemy to gather their troops and used another miraculous interspersed attack to successfully defeat 6,000 people. Surrounded by 60,000 people.
He bought half an hour for the Ming army. The enemy was not a fool. Once the other side reacted and condensed the troops into a rope, he would never have a chance again.
However, half an hour was enough.
The surrounding area was filled with an unpleasant and pungent smell, which came from the spilled black oil.
This black oil is called "fierce oil", also known as "stone paint". It was born on the edge of the water. The sand and rocks are mixed with the spring water and come out in confusion.
Seeing that the soldiers had poured the fire oil all over the place, Bai Qi ordered to light the fire.
One person held a torch and lit it on the black oil, and suddenly a raging flame burst out. The smoke was as bright as the sun, and black smoke billowed!
The raging fire was like a monstrous beast, swallowing up everything around it. The flames connected together, and in an instant it became a sea of fire. All trees, rotten leaves, and shrubs became fuel for the sea of fire. , like a tiger breaking out of a fence in the mountains. From then on, without support, it soared into the sky and wandered through the sky.
Annan Province has a humid climate, and its forests are mostly rainforests, dotted with swamps and streams, and are impervious to fire. Even if you light a fire, it will soon go out naturally.
However, if there is external help, the situation will be different.
Fierce fire oil, this thing is actually petroleum and crude oil. It is indestructible when exposed to water, and becomes brighter when exposed to water.
The most mature users of fierce fire oil were the people of the Song Dynasty. The Song Dynasty set up an arms supervisor in Bianliang, the capital, with eleven departments, including one for fierce fire oil. "Xu Zi Zhi Tong Jian" records: "Build oars, hang felt curtains, install gun mounts, set up crossbow beds, transport bricks and stones, burn torches, hang trees, prepare kerosene, and all defensive equipment are in place."
During the Northern Song Dynasty, large pools were dug in the northwest border areas, stretching more than ten feet across, to store powerful fire oil to defend against the intrusion of foreign tribes.
However, in the Ming Dynasty, as the use of firearms became more and more mature and there were advanced firecrackers and artillery, who would still use this crap? If you are unlucky and you happen to set a fire and blow up a headwind, you will burn your whole army and annihilate it. But the artillery is different. With one shot, you will blow through the tombs of your ancestors!
Meng Huoyou, who had semi-retired on the battlefield, was now moved back to the battlefield by Bai Qi.
If there is no good time, then we will do everything in the world to seize the secret of heaven; if there is no favorable geographical location, we will lure the enemy to a favorable terrain; if there is no harmony, then we will create harmony.
If everything is ready, what else does Zhuge Liang do?
If everything on the battlefield was natural and appropriate, what would the general do?
…
The monstrous sea of fire, black smoke covering the sky and the sun, roaring flames from all directions, the scorching fire snakes rushing towards the face are as unbearable as maggots on the tarsus. The high temperature evaporates the water, turning into deadly white mist and water vapor, scurrying If it enters a person's throat, it will burn the heart and lungs.
The 18th Route Rebels were so frightened that they fled in a mess, but they had nowhere to go. Burning trees and flames were visible from all directions, so they had to retreat step by step until there was no way to retreat.
The soldiers injured by the flames twisted on the ground like maggots, wailing in despair, shouting for help, and finally turned into firewood. After burning out, only a charred corpse covered with cracks was left.
No one can save anyone, the flames gradually compress their living range, and everyone can only watch the sea of fire approaching step by step, waiting to die in despair.
Someone jumped into the stream and tried to use water to avoid the flames. However, under the sea of fire, even the swamps had solidified and cracked. The stream had already turned into boiling water. Hiding in the water was not the way to survive. But taking the path of death will only lead to faster death.
Li Li saw with his own eyes that the people around him were struggling to death after being swallowed up by the flames. Their bodies twisted strangely like snakes, like melted candles. Their bodies gradually shrank and charred, and their bones crackled as they were being roasted...
"no no!"
Li Li went crazy and shouted, "How could my army of nearly 100,000 men be lost like this? Why should I lose to his 6,000 men!"
I didn't lose! Ming army, Zhu Gaojie, do you dare to come and fight me in an upright and decisive battle! "
I didn't lose! Come and fight me! "
He drew his sword and rushed towards the sea of fire with a roar. The severe pain caused by the scorching heat made his face hideous. He wanted to shout something more, but the flames that rushed towards his face burned his throat so much that he could not even speak of it. , the clothes on his body were ignited, his eyes were burned out, and finally the whole person was swallowed up by the sea of fire.
If there was no Zhu Gaojie, he should be the founding king of the Li Dynasty. Later generations called him Li Taizu. He raised an army to resist the Ming Dynasty for ten years.
However, the reason why history is called history is because in the long history, there is no such thing as if.
History will only record that the winner is invincible at the top and enjoys the loneliness at the highest place. Under his feet are the corpses of countless losers.
More than 60,000 southwest rebels were burned to the ground by a fire lit by Bai Qi himself.
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"Holy crap, what the hell is that?!"
At the Ming army's defense line in the northern part of the Huanggao Forest, some people looked south in shock at the black smoke billowing into the sky. The all-devouring black could be seen even from a long distance away.
Just like the end of the world is coming, the terrifying black smoke that surges brings suffocating despair to people.
Zhang Fu hurriedly walked out of the tent and looked around, his back soaked in cold sweat: "What the hell is this? Your Highness never said there would be such a big battle before."
Someone asked worriedly: "Is something going on with Your Highness?"
Zhang Fu shook his head: "No, how could the fire set by His Highness burn him?"
"Why did the Duke conclude that His Highness must have set the fire?"
"Open your eyes and see for yourself. This fire is clearly a battle formation that will burn at least tens of thousands of people. His Highness did not set it off. Could it be that the enemy soldiers themselves want to burn themselves to death?"
…
"Set the mountain on fire, sit on the bottom of the prison, Bai Qi, go and surrender."
After Zhu Gaojie took over his body again, he saw an overwhelming sea of fire, and everything was gradually melted in the flames.
He glanced at the Cochin rebels in the sea of fire. There were no acquaintances, they were all acquaintances.
As soon as this fire continues to burn, it will be completely unstoppable until everything is burned to ashes, including tens of thousands of rebels, will be burned to ashes in the sea of fire.
After burning this fire, Ming Dynasty no longer had to worry about the rebellion of the Cochin people.
Because all the rebellious Cochin people had been cooked into barbecue by Bai Qi in this fire, but Bai Qi's barbecue skills needed to be improved. He only left tens of thousands of charred corpses. Nothing else.
Feeling the scorching heat coming, Zhu Gaojie shook his head, spurred his horse and ran away: "Retreat!"
If you look further, you will see that this sea of fire is indistinguishable between the enemy and me, and I am afraid that he will be roasted as well.
…
Zhu Gaojie led his troops and horses and ran non-stop out of the Huanggao Forest to join forces with the main force led by Zhang Fu in the north.
"Your Highness!"
Although he was confident, Zhang Fu finally felt at ease when he saw Zhu Gaojie. "I feel relieved to see that His Highness is safe and sound."
Zhu Gaojie said with a smile: "Don't worry, father-in-law, I'm a tough person. Not to mention this mortal fire, even the Samadhi True Fire of Taishang Laojun's alchemy furnace can't burn the hard bones in my body."
but……"
He turned around and glanced at the intensifying fire behind him, and said calmly, "Someone is going to suffer this time. If this fire goes down, the rebels will be burned to pieces. Next, we only need to give this wonderful It’s just an end to this incredible drama.”
"What do you mean, Your Highness?"
"Kill them all!"
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At the second watch of the day, the city of Beijing was still dark, and no light could be seen from the sky. Only a crescent moon emitted a faint silver light in the night sky.
The ministers in the Fengtian Palace seemed to have not yet woken up. They were all listless, with their heads lowered and feeling sleepy.
They really don't understand why Zhu is so good at tormenting people. Working for him during the day makes him extremely tired, and he doesn't let people sleep and feel peaceful in the middle of the night.
This is too much!
Helpless, with the salary from the court, I have to work as a horse for the court. The man named Zhu is the emperor, so I can just murmur in my heart, but no one dares to say anything wrong openly.
Zhu Di was sitting on the dragon chair, holding his forehead and looking very tired. He didn't want to work overtime in the middle of the night, so he could do his best in his position.
Want to relax? Sure, it would be great to be a foolish king, immersed in wine ponds and meat forests in the harem every day, surrounded by countless orioles and swallows, drunk and dreaming all day long, how happy it is.
But if you want to be a wise king, you not only need courage and wisdom, but also work hard to burn yourself for the empire. You must wake up earlier than a chicken and go to bed later than a dog every day.
Zhu Di wiped away all the miscellaneous thoughts in his mind and waved to Tang Cheng, the eunuch next to him: "Please announce the military report sent from the southwest."
Tang Cheng nodded, took out the military report, and recited loudly: "On May 16, the prince personally led 6,000 troops to fight a decisive battle with the enemy's more than 60,000 troops. This battle was a great victory."
At this time, the ministers were confused.
That's it?
Prince, who is that? Zhu Gaojie!
Is it strange that he won the battle?
When has any foreign war led by this man ever been defeated?
As long as Zhu Gaojie is the commander-in-chief, even if he wins a battle between 6,000 men and 60,000 men, even if he wins a battle between 6,000 men and 60,000 men, the officials will think it is normal.
They had already developed blind trust in Zhu Gaojie and admired this prince who had won many battles from the bottom of their hearts.
Tang Cheng paused for a moment and then continued: "In this battle, the prince fought with the enemy. With the overwhelming power, he defeated the enemy and defeated them. After surrounding the enemy, he used fire attacks to burn the rebels to the ground."
After the fire burned for seven days, His Royal Highness the Queen Prince personally led the troops and launched a devastating offensive against the enemy, quelling the southwest rebellion in one fell swoop. All the leaders of the 19th Route Rebel Army were killed. In total, more than 110,000 enemies were killed in the previous and later battles, and no prisoners were taken. After the victory, the Crown Prince reorganized Annan Province, reestablished construction, and then withdrew his troops and returned to the division. "
The ministers, who were still a little tired, suddenly woke up after hearing Tang Cheng's words.
What the hell?
To put it simply, the prince set fire to the southwest for seven days and burned and killed more than 100,000 people. He didn't keep any prisoners and killed them all?
The ministers were silent, their hands and feet were cold, and they recalled in their minds the Crown Prince who was always smiling. Although they knew that he was a murderer, they never thought that he would kill everyone.
Just from Tang Cheng's words, they can imagine the picture of today's Annan Province.
The dark tree trunks and scorched earth were covered with black and cracked mummies. The sky was filled with endless gray and black clouds. The eyes were full of devastation, the lives were devastated, and there was a dead silence.
This is no embryo-killing, this is clearly a butcher!
There was silence in the Fengtian Hall. Zhu Di rubbed his eyebrows. Not only were the ministers shocked, but he was also shocked the first moment he saw the military report.
More than 100,000 people were killed just like that!
Is this kid the reincarnation of a massacre? Why is he so murderous?
This is really a screen window wiping the ass——
I missed something!
…
After being shocked, the civil and military officials in the palace couldn't help but murmur in their hearts.
Zhu Gaojie's fire made them confused.
Throughout the ages, battles with massacres are not uncommon, and the destruction of countries and cities is not uncommon. One general's achievements have led to the death of thousands of people. Even today's Yongle Majesty won the throne with the Battle of Jingnan, and at least millions of people died.
In comparison, Zhu Gaojie killed more than 100,000 people, which was nothing more than a small witch. What's more, the people he killed were not his own people, but foreigners.
However, the method of killing is worth studying.
Zhu Gaojie's southern expedition was obviously for the sake of killing people. After he set fire to the forest, he had already wiped out the main force of the rebels. He would crush them all the way, but he still killed them all, leaving no prisoners behind and killing them all!
He was like an aloof emperor bathed in flames, his pupils were white and black, and he could not look away. He was facing the scorching wind, but his heart was as cold as if it had been frozen for thousands of years. , bleeding into rivers, boiling like thunder!
Absolute rule, absolute majesty, Mount Tai will make every child who talks harshly at the foot of the mountain return home with a full load, and what Zhu Gaojie did wakes up the alarm to every official and minister in the Fengtian Palace.
Zhu Gaojie could treat the Jiaozhi people in this bloody way, and he could also treat them in the same bloody way.
When they thought that the monarch they would serve in the future was such a butcher, everyone present trembled in their hearts and had no choice but to lower their heads.
The best way to solve the problem is to solve the problem. But the problem now is that they cannot solve the problem.
The question maker holds the question in one hand and a knife in the other. If you don't answer the question, he will kill you.
The clouds are in the blue sky and the water is in the bottle. I lower my head to be a human being and bend my waist to be a minister.
Zhu Di looked down at the ministers and narrowed his eyes slightly, guessing what everyone was thinking and the intentions of Zhu Gaojie who was far away in the southwest.
(End of chapter)
