It was night, and the sky was overcast with clouds, so dark that I couldn't see my fingers.

On a steep slope adjacent to the valley, Qin Feng, who was wrapped in a thick black robe, was standing side by side with Ling Yuanqing, observing the scene in the valley. There were more than a dozen big men in black guarding him, all of whom were Zhao Yuanjin's confidants.

Thousands of elite black-clad soldiers were waiting quietly at the foot of the hillside in the distance. Next to them lay a group of imperial soldiers on night watch, and now they have all turned into corpses.

Of course, the images in the night vision telescope are not as clear as those in the daytime, but the general layout of the valley can still be seen. Conical and columnar granaries are arranged in a row. Occasionally, yawning and sleepy-looking soldiers can be seen.

This place is far away from the battlefield, and it has always been safe and sound, so the soldiers on duty were not very vigilant. They never thought that Zhao Yuanjin's soldiers would find this place.

"It doesn't look like there are many defenders. Sir, shall we take action?"

Ling Yuanqing whispered. A thousand elite soldiers arrived here at night and encountered many enemy sentries along the way. Although they were all dealt with in time, they might still be noticed by the imperial army over time, so there was no need to delay.

Qin Feng nodded, turned around and walked to a place out of the sight of the soldiers. With a wave of his hand, in the flickering light and shadow, one after another small trebuchets appeared around him, as well as a large number of clay pots filled with oil.

After he took out all the things in the dimensional space, the dead soldiers came over and escorted him to the side.

In fact, even these dead soldiers did not know the identity of Qin Feng in the black robe. Before setting off, they only received a strict personal order from Zhao Yuanjin, even if they all died, they must protect this gentleman.

Ling Yuanqing shouted low and called the soldiers below.

After seeing the trebuchets and clay pots, the soldiers who gathered around were shocked and didn't understand why these things appeared out of nowhere. Of course, under Ling Yuanqing's strict order, no one dared to ask.

Thousands of soldiers started firing the pots all over the valley with trebuchets at the same time. Some soldiers directly picked up the pots and threw them down the hillside in front of them. When they hit the ground, they were basically broken and sticky.

Oil splashed everywhere.

"What is this? Bastard! There is an enemy attack! Quick...get up..."

It didn't take long before the sound of banging and breaking of pottery finally attracted the attention of the remaining imperial soldiers, and soon the warning gong sounded "bang bang bang".

However, it was already too late. As dozens of burning rockets fell, the oil was ignited one after another, and flames broke out in various parts of the valley. The fire was quite powerful, and soon many granaries were set alight, becoming

An extra-large torch burning brightly in the dark night.

"It's over... it's over..."

The commander guarding the granary was so frightened that his hands and feet were cold, and his heavy clothes were soaked with cold sweat. Once the granary was burned down by the enemy, he could naturally imagine the terrible consequences it would have for the entire army.

At that time, not only will the morale of the army be shattered, but the enraged general will definitely chop off his head to vent his anger. No one can teach him.

"Quick...why are you still standing there? Hurry and put out the fire——!"

He yelled like crazy, his voice trembling obviously because of fear: "The food must be snatched out, must be snatched out! Otherwise we will not survive!"

The soldiers in the military camp rushed out like crazy, most of them in disheveled clothes. They picked up various utensils and rushed to put out the fire.

There are many large tanks placed in the open area of ​​the camp, all of which are filled with water. This is the standard configuration of the food and grass storage area. It is a precautionary measure that takes into account the possibility of fire.

It's just that this kind of preparation is effective for ordinary fires, but it is insufficient when encountering a fire caused by a large amount of fuel.

In front of the burning granary, bucket after bucket of clean water was poured on it. Not only did the fire show no signs of weakening, but it had a tendency to spread.

"Damn it! This is oil fire, use sand and earth... Hurry... Hurry!" Several officers shouted and cursed.

There are no sharp tools such as foam fire extinguishers and dry powder fire extinguishers in this era, so the only way to deal with this kind of fire is with sand, soil, and soaked quilts. However, because the fire area is so large, it will be difficult to control it for a while, especially

Clay pots and rockets continued to fall from the sky, and the intensity of the fire did not diminish at all.

"Asshole! Get a group of people right away and kill all the traitors who made a sneak attack!" the commander roared at the top of his lungs.

Hundreds of soldiers threw down their fire-fighting tools, drew their weapons, and swarmed towards the hillside in the distance.

"Fire the arrow!"

Ling Yuanqing ordered with a sneer.

The area under the hillside had long been filled with oil. A row of rockets went down, instantly erupting into a large fire, engulfing all the court soldiers who were rushing over. There were endless shouts of shock and anger, mixed with heart-rending screams.

"General, we have too few manpower, shall we ask for help from the main camp quickly?" A battalion with a face charred and blackened from smoke was rushing over and said urgently.

Since it was in a safe area behind the camp, there were not many soldiers guarding the food and grass, only two to three thousand people, and they were unable to deal with such a catastrophic emergency.

The commander's face changed slightly. It was necessary to ask for help, but after all, this place is more than ten miles away from the main camp. When the reinforcements arrive, how much food and grass will be left in the valley?

At that time, the general who came to help might have taken his sacrificial knife off him on the spot!

"Okay, take a few people to the camp immediately." Commander Du said reluctantly.

The camp did not doubt that he was there, so he quickly called a few soldiers and left in a hurry.

When the other party was far away, the commander rushed into his barracks silently, tidied up hastily, changed into the clothes of an ordinary soldier, and took advantage of the chaos to slip away in a puff of smoke.

The general was nowhere to be seen, the officers and soldiers below had no backbone, and the situation became increasingly chaotic.

"It's almost done, retreat!"

Ling Yuanqing said with satisfaction when he saw fires raging in the valley and most of the granaries turned into blazing torches, making the surrounding area as bright as day.

In the imperial army camp.

A furious roar suddenly rang out from the back tent, and Feng Qingyun kicked the two snow-white bodies off the bed, grabbed his sword and rushed out naked.

"...The thieves attacked the granary?! What on earth is going on? Tell me!"

His eyes were blood red, and he glared viciously at the camp commander who came to report the news.

"General... General, it's true. Just an hour ago, thousands of thieves carried a large amount of kerosene and attacked the granary. We are too few in number to resist. We also ask the general to send reinforcements quickly." Ying Zheng was shaking all over.

, said cautiously.

"Asshole! They are all a bunch of useless things!"

Feng Qingyun raised his sword and lowered it. Dou Da's head flew up in the air, blood splattered all over him.

The surrounding guards were silent, no one dared to make a sound.

"This time...it's all over..."

After calming down from his anger, Feng Qingyun felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, muttering to himself with a gloomy face.
Chapter completed!