Yingdao, Cangmu County, at the foot of the mountain.
Nangong Ping covered his nose and looked at each other with He Jizhen.
Sheng Zhaojun was helpless and asked for the nth time: "Will it be possible?"
Nangong Ping pointed at He Jizhen, meaning to ask him.
He Jizhen squinted his eyes: "This medicine was not prepared by me."
Brother Dajun sighed deeply, why were these two living treasures arranged for him?
Cangmu County is called a county, but it is actually a city.
The city is located in a very high position, built on the mountainside, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Many slings were built specifically to transport wood down the mountain.
Brother Dajun also had bad luck for eight lifetimes, so he handed the map to He Jizhen and asked He Jizhen to show the way.
Cangmu County is not far from the sea, less than 200 miles away, and it is marked on the map.
It's just that after Brother Dajun led his people to burn down the surrounding forests, he realized one thing. There was no way to go to Cangmu County in a straight line.
Cangmu County is regarded as a transfer station for transferring some special wood for building warships.
The problem arises. Cangmu County is above and everyone is below. If we take a detour, we have to wait until the fire goes out. If we don’t take a detour, we won’t be able to go up.
Even if it is a detour, there will be an extremely troublesome problem and it will be easily damaged.
When it comes to war, there is no saying that you can only hit others and not allow others to hit you.
Walking around the road and close to the mountainside, the thief first cut off the sling, and then pushed it down the mountain with boulders. In addition to the boulders, there were also many logs that could be hugged by several people, and they were almost smashed to pieces by everyone. Sauce.
Brother Dajun was so angry that there was no way he could conquer Cangmu County. The way forward was also blocked. He could only return to the shore, get on the boat and sail to the other side to land.
He Ji was really lazy and didn't want to walk back. He looked up for a long time with his eyes wide open, and finally said three words - smoke them to death.
Most people can't understand just smoking them to death, but Nangong Ping is not an ordinary person, he understands.
Nangong Ping, who had recently begun to follow the Sanlan route, took out his clairvoyance and began to observe the terrain.
Cangmu County is halfway up the mountain, almost surrounded by mountains on three sides. In fact, there are many small cities like this halfway up the mountain on Yingdao.
It is estimated that the Japanese thieves who built Cangmu County did not expect that this terrain was destined to be smoked.
Nangong Ping unpacked his bag, flexed his fingers, and felt the direction of the wind. Then he asked someone to place the iron pot used for marching on the match pile, and threw all kinds of messy powder into the pot.
Nangong Ping rubbed his hands and looked at He Jizhen: "Try?"
He Jizhen sniffed his nose gently: "Light it up."
Brother Dajun asked stupidly: "Don't you need to add some water?"
The two bad guys ignored him.
It's not about cooking. You don't need to add any water. What you need is a dry pot. Only a dry pot will be fragrant.
Brother Dajun really didn’t understand. He didn’t know what those powders were. No one knew where the things Nangong Ping tinkered with every day came from. But he knew the fierce fire oil. He only knew that black smoke would emit when the fierce fire oil was ignited and could choke him to death. personal.
More than a dozen large pots were set alight, and Nangong Ping shouted at people to step back.
Nothing happened at first, except that the firewood crackled when it was ignited.
Slowly, these "dry pots" began to smoke. Brother Dajun was so stupid that he put his head over and smelled it.
Just this one moment, just this smell, Brother Dajun, who was as big as the Hulk, was taken away without blinking an eye.
He could swear that when he was in the grassland, even Liang Ren's feet that hadn't been washed in eight years smelled better than this.
Nangong Ping quickly pulled the dizzy Dajun brother back and asked everyone to retreat quickly.
Regarding the matter of "poisonous smoke", everyone has studied it before, but has never put it into practice. They are all in the military. If they understand pharmacology and neurology, they will be in the military.
It can also be seen from this incident that the military needs diversified talents.
Brother Dajun put his head in and took a whiff, and he already had multiple adverse reactions such as nausea, retching, vomiting, regurgitation, craving for sour foods, and menopause.
Black and yellow smoke pillars rose into the sky and crawled along the mountain towards Cangmu City.
"What the hell do you do every day?"
Brother Dajun, who drank a lot of water, didn't want to know whether the smoke column could be "smoked" into Cangmucheng. He just wanted to know what Nangong Ping's powder was.
Nangong Ping opened his mouth and then closed it.
Sheng Zhaojun yelled: "You don't even know what's in that pot?"
Nangong Ping shook his head and nodded again, not knowing how to explain it.
Of course he knew what was poured in, but he hadn't figured out the functions of these things, at least not all of them.
It was originally possible to figure it out, but then Cao Hu, who had the best physique, discovered that someone had secretly put some plant liquid or powder into his water bladder. After that, Nangong Ping couldn't figure it out.
It’s not Nangong Ping’s fault. A Ping is an honest boy. Cao Hufei bragged to him, saying that the Hu women were invulnerable to all poisons and dared to eat anything. This roughly meant that their whole body was full of antibodies, and they had the strongest physique among the Hu women. The good guy was Cao Hu, so A Ping believed him.
He Jizhen didn't believe it, because he found out a few days ago that Cao Hu was stunned when walking on the aisle and couldn't walk in a straight line.
Cangmu City is halfway up the mountain. Everyone is at the bottom of the mountain. They can only see the black and yellow smoke pillars floating up, but they can't see the specific situation.
Nangong Ping was curious, and He Jizhen was very sorry. Only Brother Dajun felt that the Japanese thieves in the city might die.
He knows what kind of body he has. Brother Dajun just smelled it and almost killed him. Cangmu City, which is halfway up the mountain, is not big. It can be said that it is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and it was shrouded in thick smoke. , if it persists for a long time, it is estimated that the skin will peel off even if it is not dead.
They all looked at the smoke column, and even Mao didn't notice it. A group of people stared at it with big eyes and small eyes.
Tan Ma ran from a distance and conveyed the order conveyed by Chu Qing through the flag ship. The elite teams from all parties gathered in the southern sea area. Chu Qing was about to launch a ground offensive!
Everyone looked shocked. Even if they set fires every day and didn't burn a few people to death, they were able to go deep.
A group of people happily walked towards the seaside, preparing to give Chu Qing a hard time when they reported in.
Little did they know that in Cangmu City at this time, thousands of Japanese thieves were lying on the ground, wanting to cough their lungs out.
Everyone was lying on the ground, their eyes were red, and even breathing was an extremely luxurious thing. Every time they took a breath, it felt like their lungs were about to explode, and there seemed to be a piece of red-hot charcoal in their throats.
The vocal cords were seriously damaged. The thieves kept scratching their throats, and their throats were dripping with blood. As the black and yellow smoke pillars became thicker and thicker, the red eyes of the thieves in the city no longer showed any trace of anger. Color of life.
Good and evil will eventually be rewarded, and the way of heaven is reincarnation. If you don't believe it, look up and see who God will spare.
The so-called reincarnation is also cause and effect, but it is not necessarily the cause of the previous life and the result of the future life.
Reincarnation may also be the cause of future lives and the result of previous lives.
Nangong Ping just unintentionally allowed these Japanese thieves to taste some of the evil their descendants had done.
