And just when Chao Lu was depressed.

In the sky.

Yang Biao took out a firework, ignited it, and threw it into the air.

The fireworks exploded in mid-air, and in an instant, thousands of fireworks rose up, illuminating the entire night sky.

This... is a signal to start an attack.

All the flying balls float with the wind.

They even began to land slowly.

The flying ball is getting lower and lower.

When they were sixty or seventy steps away from the ground, the Tatar camp was almost clearly visible.

This distance happens to be outside the range of the bow and arrow.

It is the limit for ordinary bows and arrows to be able to shoot hundreds of steps, but it is good to shoot in the air and to shoot thirty steps.

Under this absolutely safe airspace, flying balls fell from the sky.

The fireworks were noticed by the guards on duty underground. They looked up at the sky, and looked at the faint starlight, gradually becoming brighter and brighter. Finally, the black balloons hidden in the night gradually revealed their huge bodies and pressed above their heads.

They subconsciously wanted to take out their bows and arrows.

More people were at a loss. They dared to face the Ming army that was several times more than them, and even dared to charge against the Ming walls.

But facing the balloons falling from the sky, especially in the night, they felt a sense of panic.

Even the bravest person can't help but feel fear when facing unknown scenes.

However, the arrow shot out could not reach the balloon above.

The balloons were silent and swept over their heads.

On the ground, huge shadows were left.

The shadow slowly walked, and then, above the balloon, Shen Ao and Yang Biao happily took out the glass bottles.

Shen Ao was responsible for igniting the fire note, and Yang Biao held the glass bottle filled with iron nails and liquid.

From the sealed plug, a lead wire poked out.

The fire slits the leads.

The lead instantly splashed out sparks.

Yang Biao looked down happily and threw the glass bottle without hesitation.

The glass bottle fell straight down.

Immediately afterwards, he fell directly into a tent.

The leads have been burned into the sealed bottle.

The liquid in this bottle is all refined tincture oil.

The tinder oil ignites, and a large amount of gas is generated in the bottle instantly.

But this bottle is a glass seal.

In that moment, a ball of fire burst out directly from the glass bottle.

With a loud bang, countless glasses transformed into fragments and flew around.

A Tatar man who was patrolling the night, looked at the fire, and before he could react, the iron nails and glass fragments that flew out torn apart his face. He covered his face and howled: "Eyes, my eyes."

The sputtered flames and tincture oil were like maggots on the tars bones, and the burning tincture oil was sputtered on the tent, and the tent burned and dripped on the hay. The haystack used to feed the horse immediately emitted a blazing flame and rushed straight into the sky. When it sputtered on the human body, the human subconsciously wanted to slap, but the tincture oil was not easy to extinguish and still burned, and the animal leather jacket on his body began to emit thick smoke.

The fire began to swallow people. The burned people were like crazy, making a sad sound from night owls, running wildly, either crashing into a tent aimlessly, or rushing towards the fence. Finally, when he was left with only a ball of skeleton, it eventually turned into a ball of ashes.

Several tents were lit, and the people inside escaped like crazy, but some were buried directly into the sea of ​​fire.

The thick smoke from the fire was suffocating, which was also the reason why those who were sleeping in the tent could not escape. The thick smoke instantly emerged, and the sleeping people had no time to react and were already drowsy and eventually lost consciousness.

all of a sudden……

The entire Tatar camp began to explode.

Countless people woke up from their dreams and were frightened by the terrible screams and explosions.

They rushed out of their tents in a daze, and then, glass bottles fell from the sky one by one.

They looked at the huge flying balls, slowly moving forward along the canyon, in front of them, in the darkness, as soon as they came from, tents began to burn, and people were burning, and they shouted in vain.

Many people are even unable to escape.

The slow balloons covered the clouds and sun, dropping black shadows one after another in the sky.

Someone knelt down and shouted in his mouth about Genghis Khan, God, or whatever they thought they could save.

But all this is in vain.

In the horse circle, the war horse was frightened and went crazy. It began to rush out of the fence, and then ran wildly.

These uncontrolled horses were once the killing weapons of the Tatars, but now they have become the root of even more turmoil. The war horses ran wildly and rushed into tents. No matter who was in front of them, they knocked them away without hesitation. The fallen people stepped on their horses' hooves and slashed their bones directly.

The people on the flying ball became particularly calm after being nervous and excited.

After being excited, after trembling, what remains is an indescribable loneliness.

He threw glass bottles mechanically at his head, one after another, and he was too lazy to aim at it, because the lower head was the most dense part of the camp, so he could just throw it away.

But the camp at Xiatou has fallen into hell on earth.

…………

Yanda Khan had been awakened from his dream.

This is a nightmare.

He heard the screams from all sides, and he looked at his big tent and his guards at a loss.

What happened?

He smelled the flame, which burned the skin felt, and emitted a pungent and disgusting smell.

Not only that, there are also screams, the screams of countless people, and there are horses and horses neighing.

The wailing sound, the wailing sound that hurts to the bone, Yandahan was already shocked and sweating all over.

Since his son died, he has not had a good sleep for many days.

After finally reaching Datong, the detailed work he arranged in Datong City had successfully destroyed Datong's city defense. This nominal reckless battle of revenge became a fatal blow to the Ming Dynasty under his arrangement.

Tomorrow, as long as tomorrow dawn, he can launch a fierce attack on Datong, who is the weakest at this time of defense. He firmly believes that he can win Datong in one fell swoop, and if this long-coveted Datong, then... the shame of the ancestors being expelled from the pass by the southerners, as well as the Taizu of the southerners and Emperor Wen of the southerners, who went deep into the desert and swept across the Northern Yuan Dynasty, can all avenge the previous shame.

Once you enter the pass, there are cattle and sheep. However, cattle and sheep outside the pass have four legs, while cattle and sheep inside the pass have only two legs.

Now……

All of this...is destroyed by the terrible sound and pungent smell.

He put on his leather jacket, took his golden sword, and hurried out of the big tent, but... his pupils were shrinking, and he saw the flying balls in the sky, the monsters that had killed his son, now, they appeared again, and more, wherever the flying balls passed were countless explosions and seas of fire. He saw with his own eyes that several people were struggling in the flames, their bodies were already burning, and in the fire, their limbs were twisted, making all kinds of strange movements.

There were also war horses, his horses and horses were running wildly, and they no longer recognized their masters. They knocked one person over and fled in scattered ways.

Countless Tatars who escaped from the sea of ​​fire ran wildly towards the place where there had not yet been a fire.

The most terrifying thing is that this is a canyon, with only two roads in front and back, and it is impossible to escape in all directions. This narrow and long canyon facilitates the spread of the sea of ​​fire.

The balloon was still moving forward slowly, like a monster that devoured everything. It was quiet and slowly floating, neither fast nor slow, but like a mountain, coming towards Yanda Khan.

The guards finally found Yanda Khan. They pulled Yanda Khan and shouted: "Shan, go quickly!"

"Let's go..." Yan Dahan seemed to have been stabbed in his heart, and he was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

He yelled wildly: "Where are the bows and arrows? Where are the bows and arrows?"

Bows and arrows have no effect.

This is an asymmetric war, and its advantage is much greater than that of the Tatar cavalry in the wilderness against the Ming army. No, it is even much better than this advantage.

No one dared to shoot wildly at the sky with bows and arrows.

Because it makes no sense.

The Tatars, who were awakened by the terrible cry, completely collapsed.

They were as crazy as they fled to the place where there was no burning. There were more and more people. They had no horses and had to rely on their legs. They were blocked in the canyon, pushing each other and trampling each other. At this time... people's fear has been magnified and they have no courage.

Yanda Khan was dragged by the guards and headed towards the other direction of the canyon.

And the thirteen-year-old child, the man named Chaolu, witnessed the stars in the sky with his own eyes and finally turned into huge balloons, which were above him.

He had forgotten that he was a man who was determined to cut off countless southerners' heads. He raised his head, and his tender face, with an unparalleled fear.

At this time, no one paid attention to him.

On that day, a bottle fell.

Boom... The fireball spewed out from the shattered glass bottle, and the burning iron nails and glass entered Chaolu's body like locusts.

A nail pierced into his eye socket.

He fell down, his body twitching in the firelight on all sides, and the pain in his tarsal bones made him wail with a tragic wail.

But no one paid attention to him. Behind every man, there are countless white bones, and more people cannot become men.

Finally, he fell in a pool of blood. When he was dying, a running war horse stepped on his femur and his femur shattered.

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