The night is still dark.
After several consecutive rounds of killing, Peng Shiyu witnessed how many tribesmen's lives disappeared in the fire. Several generals kept shouting beside him, but he said nothing, and his red eyes kept staring at the streaks. Martian fell to the ground and kept mumbling: "Ten breaths...fifteen breaths...twenty breaths..."
Soon, the Tang army's arrow rain slowed down and even stopped. Peng Shiyu seemed to wake up from a nightmare, his eyes almost bursting open, and he let out a roar of thunder: "The Tang army's arrows have been exhausted! The whole army abandons their shields! Charge the Tang army's camp! Anyone who dares to retreat will be killed. No mercy!"
When the general order was issued, Peng Shiyu and the generals beside him raised their weapons and personally led the reorganized large group of barbarians to launch a new offensive.
Three horns sounded suddenly, and the coach Peng Shiyu took the lead bravely. The animal nature in the hearts of the barbarian soldiers seemed to be instantly ignited! After removing the weight of the vine shields, they howled and rushed forward like crazy hyenas. Pairs of bare feet stained with blood kept trampling over the remains of the clan members, stepping on the burning flesh and blood. At this moment, the humanity of the barbarian soldiers seemed to be gradually disappearing, and their eyes were filled with only empty killing intent!
When the arrows were exhausted, dozens of shirtless men in the Tang army began to push the huge rocks to the front of the village, poured oil and started fires, and then rolled down the slope one after another with "booms". In an instant, pieces of blood-red mist exploded in the barbarian formation, and countless limbs and pieces of flesh were splashed! After all, the barbarian soldiers were so numerous that even though several rounds of boulders shed blood in the barbarian formation, they were densely filled up again a moment later.
The soldiers of the Tang Army on the mountain watched helplessly as the black barbarian soldiers rolled over them as if they were walking on flat ground. In an instant, they were less than thirty steps away from the camp.
"Come on, all the arrows and boulders have been used!"
"Come on, the barbarians are only twenty steps away!"
"Commissioned officers, barbarian soldiers, ah——"
On the sentry tower, the Tang soldier's shouts suddenly stopped, then his body stiffened, and he fell down the tower with a muffled "bang", and there was no more sound.
The barbarian soldiers had arrived with arrows, and several generals of the Tang army roared forward and personally led rows of soldiers to stand against the wall and wait. Even the archers and slingers who had just withdrawn drew their swords from their waists. Everyone held their breath and did not dare to relax. Everyone knew that the hand-to-hand combat was coming to the last moment.
Li Jianqi tried to breathe steadily, clenched the scabbard of his sword and roared: "Where is the fierce fire oil?!"
One of the generals puffed up his chest and shouted back: "Commander, the fierce fire oil is ready!"
Li Jianqi seemed to be enduring great pain, and said in a trembling voice: "Act as ordered!"
"As you command!"
I saw this general waving fiercely, and then the corpses of the robes soaked in black fire oil were thrown far away from the sentry tower one after another. Then the soldiers held back their grief and raised their hands high. Throw down the torch in your hand!
With a "boom", these black corpses were on fire, and the flowing blood mixed with black oil instantly spread down the slope!
The barbarian soldiers' military formation immediately ignited a raging fire, but this time the flames were completely different from the previous ones.
Once it gets stained, even if you pour water on it or roll it around, it will be of no use! On the contrary, it is getting worse! Some barbarian soldiers even had their hair burnt, but they still gritted their teeth and took two steps. Then they lost consciousness and fell backwards, with their flesh and blood stained by the barbarian soldiers behind them. This cruel method of death spread uncontrollably and quickly, and the real struggle for survival No, I can't die!
Immediately afterwards, the dense forest around the bottom of the mountain inevitably suffered disaster, and everything was covered with fire!
The air was filled with the disgusting smell of blood, black smoke was billowing from scorched corpses everywhere, and the surrounding trees were burned and broken. Even if the barbarian soldiers were not afraid of death, they had witnessed with their own eyes what the real fire of hell was!
Fierce fire oil was only equipped in the important border cities of the Southern Tang Dynasty or in the imperial army. And the soldiers of the Tang Army in the camp here are all Li Jianqi's state soldiers. Where have you seen such a terrifying battle? The soldiers' expressions changed one after another, their eyes widened with fear, and their stomachs were churning.
(Note: Historical facts. Menghuo oil is unprocessed oil dug out of the earth. It was most widely used in the Five Dynasties and the Song, Jin, Liao and Yuan dynasties, and was most frequently used in the Southern Tang Dynasty among the ten countries. "Zizhi Tongjian" once recorded: In the eighth year of Kaibao's reign in the Song Dynasty, it was used most frequently in the Southern Tang Dynasty. When Li Yu, the later leader of the Tang Dynasty, faced the crisis of the Song army attacking Jinling, Zhu Lingyun, the capital of the Divine Guard Army, set fire to the Song army with strong kerosene in an attempt to recreate the Battle of Chibi. As a result, the wind direction suddenly changed, the flames backfired and his own army collapsed. 150,000 naval troops were eventually killed, indirectly leading to the demise of the Southern Tang Dynasty)
Witnessing the tragic events in front of him, Li Jianqi suddenly shook his body uncontrollably, and then his face became extremely sad. It was completely helpless to destroy the corpse of the sacrificed soldier and use it as a fire starter! When Li Yuan handed him more than a dozen barrels of fierce fire oil, he understood its power and usage.
This thing is difficult to control and too fierce. It spreads instantly and is difficult to extinguish! This camp is made of trees, so you must not pour fire oil on it and then set it alight. This is tantamount to suicide. However, the rolling wood and stone are too heavy and disappear when rolled downhill. The arrows are too little oiled and the target is difficult to find.
Therefore, the only option in a hurry was to use the corpse of the sergeant in the village, which could be safely thrown a sufficient distance and ensured that enough black oil was poured into it, and the torch could also be thrown accurately. Fortunately, the camp was on the top of a hill and the fire spread downwards. Otherwise, it would have been equally difficult to escape the disaster.
A soldier in the camp climbed up the sentry tower, stared at the barbarian soldiers who were retreating like reptiles, and shouted loudly: "Come on! The barbarian soldiers have retreated! The barbarian soldiers have retreated!"
Then all the soldiers of the Tang Army clutched their weapons tightly, and cheered vigorously with tired smiling faces:
"The barbarians retreated! We won!"
"The Tang Dynasty is victorious!"
"The Tang Dynasty is victorious!"......
Li Jianqi's slightly messy hair swayed gently in the breeze, and then he said in a deep and expressionless voice: "Send the order, before the fire at the bottom of the mountain is extinguished, all sergeants are not allowed to leave the camp even half a step! Violators will be punished according to military law!"
At dawn, the soaring firelight illuminated the fish-white sky, turning it a strange blood-red color.
Peng Shiyu, who had just escaped from the sea of hell fire, gathered the remaining soldiers and retreated along the mountain road, while the dense forest far behind him was still burning with sky-high fires. In the past, the young master of Xizhou who was famous for his fierceness, his so-called military commander's arrogance had been devoured by the fire. He was almost dead and still had lingering fears.
A general with bloodstains all over his body hurried over and persuaded him sadly: "Uncle, the last general has just done a count, and now there are less than 5,000 people left! Why not, please go back to Xizhou!"
Peng Shiyu shook his head mockingly, then breathed heavily, and said sadly: "Oh my God! All the elites of Xizhou have been lost in my hands! How can I go back to see my grandpa!" After that, he pulled out the belt from his waist. He held his sword and swung it towards his neck.
Seeing this, the general rushed forward in panic, knocked on Peng Shiyu's arm with all his strength, and cried: "Master, you must not do this!"
The guards also rushed forward one after another, kneeling down and begging: "I beg you to take care of yourself, regroup in the future, and take revenge!"
The tragic images in his mind kept lingering, and Peng Shiyu's resolute face was already exhausted. He let out a long sigh, gently retracted the sword, then closed his eyes and gritted his teeth and said: "This revenge will be avenged one day! Return to Linyuan first. Let the city rest!"
