The roof had already been covered with thick dry thatch, and tung oil and rosin were sprinkled on it. After encountering the rocket, it immediately started to burn violently, and the beating flames on the roof made crackling sounds.

The mountain wind in early autumn seems restless and uneasy, but now it is like the east wind borrowed by Zhuge Liang, which is aggravating the burning speed of the dry thatch on the roof.

"It turns out that I want to attack the fire, so cruel!" Chataiji saw that the house next to him began to burn violently, but he snorted calmly.

The Ming Dynasty has always paid great attention to the gains and losses of a city and a place, so setting fires has always been something that only the Mongolians would do, and the Ming generals usually guarded their garrisons.

But now, in order to stop their pursuit, this Ming army general dared to burn this pass, really ignored it for survival.

However, he didn't feel much disappointment in his heart. Although it was a pity that he could not rush over and kill these Ming troops immediately, the road to Fenzhou and Taiyuan was also opened by him.

Even if Shizhou City is still unable to be broken, their 60,000 troops will lead their troops to Fenzhou and Taiyuan from here, and the harvest will definitely be extremely rich, and the famous Lin Weiran may be in danger of being protected.

call……

One of the rockets fell into the large pile of obstacles between the Ming and Mongolian troops. The piles of flammable materials were all accumulated, and a raging fire immediately appeared to block both sides.

"Let's withdraw!" Facing the sea of ​​fire in front of him, Chataiji had no intention of attacking. Instead, he decided to temporarily bypass these Ming troops and issued a light order.

Boom!

It was at this moment that a loud bang suddenly came from behind, and the blue brick floor swayed with a sway.

A rocket landed at the head of the north city gate. The brick walls there had been hollowed out, and a large number of wine jars filled with black gunpowder were placed on it. Because the rocket ignited the lead, the wine jar buried underground happened immediately.

Explosion.

The amount of gunpowder this time was amazing. After a loud bang, the entire city tower collapsed immediately, but it blocked the only road to leaving the city. The flames even ignited the city tower with a large amount of flammable materials.

"No!"

After seeing the collapse of the city tower, the Mongolian cavalry in the pass stared at the sea of ​​fire in disbelief, and immediately exclaimed in shock.

The sky is gloomy, the autumn wind is stronger, the odor in the air is stronger, and there is also a dangerous atmosphere.

After the collapse of the city tower, all this was not finished. As the fire spread from the roof to the bottom of the house, a gunpowder altar buried in the corner of the wall burst out and rose up with the oil altar.

ah……

The Mongolian cavalry was at a loss, but they saw the wine jar that suddenly exploded. The panicked face seemed to be frozen, and their whole body was immediately swallowed by the fire and made a miserable scream.

But this was just the beginning, and explosions came from everywhere, and the fire spread rapidly. This small pass turned into a sea of ​​fire, which was crazily devouring the lives of these Mongolian cavalry.

More than 2,000 Mongolian cavalry were surrounded by a sea of ​​fire and had become like turtles in the jar, but they found that they were all trapped in this narrow street.

A horse fled in fright, but chose to crash into the sea of ​​fire, and was buried in the sea of ​​fire with its owner, and died with heart-wrenching screams.

Qiao Yifeng looked at the Mongolian cavalry who were screaming in pain through the raging fire in front of him, and his eyes flashed with joy.

Fire attack, of course, was not his first creation. It had been adopted by some people as early as the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. The most famous fire attack tactic was the Battle of Red Cliff.

Although this time it was at the cost of destroying the Huangluling Pass, he felt that this was a very worthwhile deal, and Lin Weiran would definitely protect him, so he only had the result of this plan from beginning to end.

and defeat.

Now it seems that all this is very worthwhile. He has completed the task assigned to him by Lin Junran, which also allows the Ming border army to be proud.

ah……

More than 2,000 cavalrymen who broke into this place faced the sea of ​​fire, especially some frightened horses that kept crashing into the sea of ​​fire, causing them to be burned to death, screaming one after another.

They walked around the middle and east of the pass, trying to escape the fire, but this place was too narrow, and there were already a large amount of flammable materials piled up by the Ming army on both sides, making them look like beasts in cages.

"How could this happen! How could this happen!"

Chataiji looked at the guards who were constantly buried in the sea of ​​fire, as if they were in a dream, but he was unwilling to believe what was happening in front of him. In order to attack, he slaughtered a large number of horses and sacrificed many subordinates, but it turned out to be

hell.

If it weren't for the sea of ​​fire beside him that made his cheeks hurt, he would have thought it would have been a ridiculous dream.

Ahem...

A mountain wind blew from east to west, but it was accompanied by choking smoke, which immediately made the surroundings cough sounds, and the horses were even more restless.

The terror of the fire is not only the ubiquitous flame, but also the suffocating baking, and the large amount of smoke and dust generated by the fire makes people choke to death.

The fear of death soon spread among the Mongolian cavalry. They were no longer casual men on the horse-riding grassland, but poor people who only wanted to survive.

"Save me! Save me!"

When death hit, I saw countless people burying in the sea of ​​fire, which made them feel fearful and suddenly begged for mercy in the direction of the south of the city in stiff Chinese.

But God no longer sympathizes with them covered in blood. Horses constantly choose to crash into the sea of ​​fire, but many Mongolian cavalry fell into the thick smoke.

It seemed that in just a blink of an eye, most of the cavalry regiments of more than 2,000 people had been killed or injured, and some people were even burned and killed by trying to break through the sea of ​​fire.

Cough cough cough...

Chataiji chose to abandon his horse and hide in an open space, but his body was baked by the sea of ​​fire, and a thick smoke rushed over, which made him cough continuously.

In order to survive, he had to let his subordinates cover his nose with a wet urination, hoping to escape the disaster.

Huangluling Pass, outside the north city gate.

"How could this be like this!"

Thousands of Mongolian cavalry wanted to follow the city, but the city gate suddenly collapsed. Now, seeing the black smoke rolling in the city, and hearing the miserable screams of their companions, they couldn't help but stare in shock and stare at them.

As time goes by, they especially feel that almost all the people inside have died, but they secretly get lucky, but fortunately they have just been half a step slower.
Chapter completed!