Chapter 296 The Road to Fireflies

"Tonight we will launch a night attack. People will carry horses and hooves, and be sure to approach the city wall. Blast the city gate and the mission will be completed. Outside the city, the archers will support the city walls, and the cavalry will clean up all parts of the city. After we seize the city, the slave cavalry will step forward and surround the city firmly, and no one can be let go!"

Zhao Fubo assigned tasks to his subordinates, and heard it specially invited them to make the city lords who were educated feel a chill in their hearts.

Up to now, Zhao Fubo has not carried out a large-scale massacre in the Aden province. Even those cities that resisted only exploded the city gates and killed all those who dared to resist after attacking the city. He had never massacred civilians.

These city lords looked at the city in front of them and didn't know why Zhao Fubo refused to surrender. In fact, Zhao Fubo's so-called refusal to surrender was just an excuse. The people in the other city did not understand the power of explosives, and thought that they could defend themselves by adding the so-called Thousand-jin gate and blocking the city gate with stones?

This time, Zhao Fubo planned to carry out continuous blasting methods, blew open the city gates, and did not intend to surrender, but also resisted. Since he did not massacre the city, all the nobles had to be dealt with and confiscated their property. As for the civilians, Zhao Fubo naturally would not deal with them like the Arab kings. After all, he came from the etiquette state of the Great Song Dynasty, the way he did things naturally had to be different from these Arab kings.

The sky gradually turned black under the planning and arrangement of the war. The bright stars were in the valley. At this time, a vague road with green fluorescent light appeared in front of the city lords watching the battle.

"Look...what is that...those lights..."

Sophia admired the combat skills of the Yulin Army of the Song Dynasty. Especially Zhao Fubo thought of the way that the attack at night would not be discovered by the other party and would not go the wrong way, which made people even more amazing. In the afternoon, some spies placed some glass bottles containing fireflies on the mountain road in accordance with Zhao Fubo's orders. At night, such a road with flashing lights appeared faintly.

"Shh, your lords, we are not far from Sana'a City!"

The city lords who followed Sophia closed their mouths and looked at the city in the distance with envy, with lights still flashing on the towering palace.

"If the people here can be won by the capital of ancient dynasties in the province of Aden, they will definitely make a fortune!"

In front of them were soldiers of the Great Song Yulin Army in accordance with Zhao Fubo's orders, with men and horses wrapped in hooves, and behind them were cavalry of the Arab Legion. Because of the attacks early and night, Zhao Fubo did not arrange any stone throwing machines or flying swallow crossbows on the vehicle.

The archers who sat behind the cavalry were armed with old-fashioned bows and scimitars, and were picked out of slave cavalry. Their mission was to quickly climb the city wall after the city gate was broken through, and to use bows and arrows to support the cavalry's battle.

They also carry hot air balloons that can float and carry small gas lamps. Even in such dark nights, they can still provide about half an hour of lighting. I believe that with this time, it is enough to clear the wanderers outside.

Sophia, with more than ten city lords, will watch the battle all the way under the protection of a team of more than twenty large Song Yulin soldiers. The purpose is to let these so-called "temporary city lords" understand that in the future they will either take out money obediently to buy the city they captured by Zhao Fubo, and now they are guarding. Or in the future, they will face the omnipresent tactics of war commanded by Zhao Fubo.

Originally, facing this strong city, in this era without cannons, either relying on stone throwers to slowly destroy the city wall, or digging a tunnel under the city wall to rush into a group of live pigs. Because the pigs have a lot of oil on their bodies, it is easy to explode when they burn violently, thus breaking the city wall.

But for Zhao Fubo, he doesn't have that much time.

According to the news from Aden, the little city lord Ashlever and his men were in a dilemma. He tried to attack the Thira Island, which provided logistical support for the Aden Fortress, but was beaten by Pu Jinshu using a flying swallow crossbow and lost most of the ships, so he had to give up this idea.

The attack on the Aden Fortress was also due to the lords of the Eastern Front who were contacted by Fatima, one by one worked but failed. It was not enough to rely solely on the troops of the Western Front that suffered heavy losses in succession of battles. In addition, these lords were also jailed because of their own nests. Although they were forced to fight with him, they all had the intention of preserving their troops.

Especially in the cities that surrendered to Zhao Fubo, there are many families or agents of these people. Although Zhao Fubo won the province of Aden in the future, it may lose some money because the sale of the Western Front city may not be a good thing.

Therefore, they were no longer willing to fight again after receiving the information of their family. However, the old financial officer kept using the huge wealth buried by the Ashlever family in the fortress to lure the little Ashlever city lord. At the same time, the city of Aden also provided them with enough supplies, so that the little Ashlever could not make up his mind to lead the troops back and take back his main city.

This is exactly the solution to the Aden problem discussed by Zhao Fubo and Gong Zi through the Light Report. One word is "drag". Drag until Zhao Fubo clears the cities on the Western Front, and can free up the army. It also drags the subsequent troops of the Arab Legion in the Martin fleet to arrive.

At that time, several troops will be combined into one place, and then a decisive battle with Ashleffer outside the city of Aden will be fought. At that time, the problems of the Aden province will be solved at one time, and the form needed by Zhao Fubo and others will be formed. That is, the cities on the eastern front will only take 1/3 of the tax revenue at this time and open trade routes. The cities on the western front will bid for the bid. If the price is higher, the trade routes will also be opened. At that time, no matter which city in the Aden province, the industrial products of the island of Feraike and the future Socotra will be connected.

Compared with occupying the entire province, this would save more effort. It is also a new colonial method that would only emerge after hundreds of years.

At this time, the cavalry led by Zhao Fubo gradually approached the city, and the dark walls at night seemed taller. In the dark night, the black armor of the cavalry under Zhao Fubo and the black vests on the war horses played the best hidden effect.

The people on the top of the city did not see the cavalry brigade in action, nor did they hear the sound of the cavalry's hooves. The whole valley was quiet, just like a quiet night.

A few light figures were carrying heavy sheepskin bags on their backs. It wasn't that the fire inside was heavy, but the sheepskin bags were filled with water. This was inspired by Zhao Fubo's "open door bullets". In places where blasting was needed, he would first put down the sandbags and then put explosives on them. This would cause the iron gate at the city gate to be damaged like "nearly missing bullets" in a naval battle.

The heavily armored battleships cannot withstand the power of explosion under water pressure, let alone these iron gates that are like paper paste compared to the battleship armor.

Although the layers of sheepskin sandbags were in the door opening, there were small wooden barrels filled with fire foam, and a thread of incense was the time-delay device.

"Start the timing!"

With the light signal flashing out of the door opening, Zhao Fuhan issued an order. The glass bottles containing the hourglass were turned upside down, and the thin sand began to flow down quickly. Zhao Fubo, who was sitting on the back of the Flying Fire Sky Beast, looked at the hourglass and raised his hand.

"blasting……"

As his hand fell into the city gate, the fuse led by the incense burned rapidly into the wooden barrel. Then a violent explosion sounded, "Boom... rumbling, rumbling..."

While the explosion echoed in the valley, Zhao Fubo blew his hand and shouted.

"go ahead……"

"go ahead……"

The soldiers under his command responded to his orders with the same shout. The black cavalry ran towards the explosion of the city gate like an arrow.

The soldiers guarding the city were stunned by the sound they had never heard before, but before they could come back to their senses, the cavalry rushing in from the city gate had begun to clear all the defenders near the city gate.

The slave archers sitting behind them skillfully waved the scimitars in their hands and quickly occupied a section of the city wall. Then the hot air balloons they carried were cast into the sky by them.

Faced with the powerful attack power of technology, the so-called power of faith is insignificant. When the Muslims in the city who originally planned to resist saw rows of bright lights rising from their city, they all lay underground in the lights like new stars, and began to pray.

"Emperor Aladdin..."

In their hearts, the only one who can use these new stars to illuminate the sky was Aladdin. The person who attacked was naturally the Emperor Aladdin, who was favored by the "Land God". This matter had already been told to the people in the city with letters tied to the bow and arrow.

As the cavalry entered the city, amid the shouts of killing, they were persuading surrender in Arabic - "No surrender" - "No surrender" - faced with the sharp army of the god of lamps and not fearing swords entering the city, the defenders quickly lost confidence in resistance. Especially the beacons on the top of the city gave them too much shock.

It would be fine if the lamps were held in the hands of people, but they actually floated in the sky. Although the mountain wind caused them to fly in one direction, they would not be destroyed or blown away. For the so-called faith, technology is a real "miracle".

In this era when religious beliefs can enable Eastern and Western people to massacre each other, a little bit of so-called "miracles" can easily conquer the world. As more cavalry enter the city, more "magic lamps" are put into the sky. Arab warriors who should have been brave and aggressive, all threw down their hands, and Arab scimitars inlaid with jewelry, knelt on the ground.
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