Chapter Five Hundred and Eighty-Three White Horse Hou! He is really a god!
Bowangpo is still very peaceful...
But beneath this calmness, there is an undercurrent.
In order to lead Xiahou Dun's army into an ambush and annihilate them all in one fell swoop, a large number of fire starters were buried in the entire Bowangpo jungle... countless fire breakers, fodder, flint, and oil cans were scattered throughout.
On the right path, Liu Bei is still waiting, and Zhao Yun, as the vanguard general... he is also waiting, but the latest news he received yesterday is that he was caught in a fire today and fled to the jungle in the southeast!
This seemed to be a tip given to him by Commander Jian.
As for...how to encounter fire? Zhao Yun still looked confused...and had no idea what was going to happen next.
"Zilong..."
Liu Bei opened his mouth and said to Zhao Yun, "You have spent some time in Cao's camp. In your opinion, will Xiahou Dun's army enter Bowang Slope?"
It seems that... after waiting for a long time, the battle situation did not develop in the direction Zhuge Liang predicted.
Liu Bei had a suspicion...
this…
Zhao Yun hesitated for a moment and shook his head. "I don't know, but... I have heard for a long time that this Xiahou Dun is a reckless person, but he should have improved somewhat over the years. Maybe he was waiting at the entrance of Bowang Slope to test.
The Lord's ambush, at this time both sides are competing, not in combat power, but in endurance, it depends on who can lose his composure first!"
Liu Bei nodded. "Zilong and I have thought of the same thing!"
Just then.
A scout quickly came to Liu Bei's side. "My lord, my lord...enemy attack, enemy attack!"
As soon as these words came out, Liu Bei's expression was stunned, and Zhao Yun was also stunned, including the main army, you look at me, I look at you, they are all a little confused!
It is clear that Xiahou Dun's cavalry is the cavalry. If they charge into the entrance of Bowang Slope, the sound of horse hooves echoing in the valley will be shocking. How can it not be so silent?
"But Xiahou Dun sent a small group of troops into Bowangpo?" Liu Bei asked immediately. "If so, just follow the military advisor's instructions and put them on my side."
The words came out of my mouth...
Who would have thought that the scout who reported the report said, "No... they... they did not attack from the entrance of Bowang Slope."
"That…"
"Heaven, they come from heaven!"
As soon as this statement came out...
Liu Bei was stunned, and the others also looked at each other!
"It's in the sky, in the sky..." The scout had raised his head...horrified!
Liu Bei's heart thumped, and he quickly raised his head, but...before he had time to raise his head, he saw a fire burning on Bowang Slope. Starting from Anlin and Yushan, the fire continued to spread to the middle!
at the same time…
Liu Bei subconsciously raised his head, and he discovered that there were numerous huge "spheres" floating slowly above his head. The huge "spheres" seemed to create flames. Wherever they went, there were first explosions.
, and then the flames spread everywhere...and then, these flames spread overwhelmingly, burning...burning rapidly...
The sky-filling smoke and the soaring firelight almost instantly covered every ambush site on Bowang Slope.
To know…
Bowang Slope has prepared a large number of igniting materials...the flames quickly spread to these igniting materials, coupled with countless trees in the jungle, it is like a natural fire field, with the help of the constant wind
spread.
huge balls…
It's these "huge balls". They constantly take out the "earthen jars" from the rattan basket, and then throw the "earthen jars" down. The earthen jars have a lead, and the Longxiao camp soldiers in the rattan basket need to use fire breakers.
Light the fuse and drop it quickly.
Countless earthen pots were thrown from the sky, no matter where they were. As long as they were thrown in the mountains and forests, every time they landed, they would be ignited by a fierce sea of fire.
To know…
What is stored in this earthen jar is whale oil. This oil is extremely resistant to burning and is not affected by the environment. The fire oil blends with the vegetation of Bowang Slope, and then there is an endless flame like a fire dragon.
Liu Bei stared at all this in stunned silence.
Cao Jun...Cao Jun really fell from the sky.
What's even more frightening is that they didn't land at all. These spheres alone were enough...enough to burn down the entire battlefield.
But crossbows and arrows... can't hit them at all!
These flying balls stand proudly upwind and continue to create flames!
Countless soldiers were devoured by the fire dragon!
More people died not from being devoured by the fire dragon, but from the billowing dust and smoke.
People! Once they fall...in this dust and smoke, they will never be able to stand up again. The thick smoke will wrap them up and kill them in it.
"Escape..."
"Run..."
The entire Liu Bei army, whether it was the main force on the surface or the ambush troops, seemed to explode.
Under the spread of flames and the threat of death, they completely ignored military discipline and trampled on each other!
Every time I look up...
You can see those flying balls chasing them quickly like the scythes of death. The oil tanks thrown down stir up the jungle flames again and again, and the horses turn into "flame" horses and run around.
After the collision, each of the burning people screamed desperately, asking for help!
"ah…"
"ah…"
The tragic screams swept through the entire Bowangpo battlefield, as if they were playing a soul-burial song before darkness.
Liu Bei and Zhao Yun had already fled...
Liu Bei's "De Lu" horse ignored the terrain, and Zhao Yun's Zhaoye Jade Lion also galloped as fast as lightning. They retreated to the southeast, as if the huge sphere in the sky could not care about this side!
It's just that...Liu Bei and Zhao Yun were able to escape, but those brave soldiers lurking in the woods and in the mountains...who could escape the sea of fire that was spreading in the valley!
now…
Bowang Slope has been officially renamed "Flaming Mountain!"
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…
In Xinye City, almost everyone's attention is focused on Bowang Slope.
"Fire? How did you get hit by Cao's army's fire attack? Hurry...go and meet the lord! Hurry..."
Zhuge Liang is no longer calm...
The battle situation in Bowangpo was completely opposite to what he expected. Those who were burned by the fire turned out to be ambushed...
He was just hiding in solitude!
Zhuge Liang's forehead has been cast with a thick shadow!
For the first time, he was a little downcast and a little anxious!
At the same time, in the sky above Xinye City, a hot air balloon shot out from the clouds and was slowly landing on the bank of Jing River outside Xinye City...
At this time, no one will care here!
"Uncle Liu Huang, are you coming to Xinye now?" Xu Chu stood up in the rattan basket and looked at Bowangpo from a distance. "It seems that the fighting there is very fierce!"
"The battlefield has nothing to do with us." Liu Ye was very calm. "Our mission is to bring Mrs. Gan back."
As soon as this statement came out...
Xu Chu no longer paid attention to the battlefield at Bowangpo. He climbed to another part of the rattan basket, pointed to a pavilion and asked, "Is the pavilion near the Jing River that was agreed upon the same one?"
As soon as he said this, Xu Chu added, "It's on fire. This is the signal. It's over there!"
Liu Ye also noticed the flames... He turned down the valve of the cupping pot, and the hot air balloon began to descend. When it slowly reached a certain height, the scene on the ground was already vaguely visible.
A horse, a fire, a bamboo hat, and a smaller woman under the raincoat!
The hot air balloon is getting lower and lower.
But Liu Ye was instructing Xu Chu. "Baimahou has specially told me that you don't need to ask too much. As long as you confirm the other party's identity and see that the other woman's complexion is as white as jade, then just hug her! Take off immediately and don't stay!"
"Got it!" Xu Chu agreed... Although he may be considered tough, in fact, he is a very flexible fat man.
In addition, Cao Cao specially sent him here this time... keeping secrets was second, and the most important thing was to bring Mrs. Gan back safely. Xu Chu did not dare to be careless at all.
The hot air balloon falls rapidly.
Twenty feet, ten feet, five feet, Liu Ye threw out an anchor with ease. The anchor dragged on the ground, and finally hooked a certain rock. The anchor's barb was also successfully stuck in the rock.
Then there was a "boom" sound, and the hot air balloon landed smoothly.
Xu Chu didn't say anything, he just pulled out the rattan basket...
Mrs. Gan outside the rattan basket wanted to ask something else...
But he was already hugged by Xu Chu and thrown into the rattan basket.
For Xu Chu, Mrs. Gan had a secret meeting with Cao Cao during the Xu capital period. He also saw Mrs. Gan's face, but he could not remember clearly after so many years.
But...the characteristic of her skin being as white as jade is easy to remember.
Even without Liu Ye's instructions, Xu Chu could not hold someone in his arms.
certainly…
For Mrs. Gan, in the letter that Zhao Yun sent to Cao Cao before, it was said that he was stepping on colorful auspicious clouds to save her!
Finally...finally...is this the result?
Where are the colorful auspicious clouds?
It seemed...she was picked up more like an eagle catching a chick, and was suddenly thrown into the rattan basket. It was very rude and barbaric!
Immediately afterwards…
Mrs. Gan's heart sank. She discovered that...the rattan basket began to fly gradually...
The scenery on the ground is getting smaller and smaller...
The wide Jingshui seems to have turned into a small gap. This feeling is super fantasy!
at the same time…
Mrs. Mi, who was standing nearby, was rubbing her eyes desperately.
She seemed to see a ball falling from the sky, a huge ball, and then...Then the ball landed beside the Jing River. This was so weird...
Mrs. Mi once suspected that she was dreaming. She even suspected that chasing Mrs. Gan out was part of the dream.
Hallucination!
It must be an illusion.
However, after rubbing her eyes desperately, she saw a person jumping out of the big ball. No... to be precise, it was a man who was bigger than an ox.
Then...he picked up "Sister Gan" and threw her into the rattan basket.
He... who is he? Is Sister Gan waiting for him? This... this...
In an instant, infinite ripples arose in Mrs. Mi's heart, and she even felt a sense of fear from the bottom of her heart. People are always frightened and at a loss when facing unfamiliar things!
But after a brief moment of shock...
A gust of wind blew, and Mrs. Mi seemed to realize something, "Is Sister Gan... going... to leave?"
She stood up from the jungle in shock, but suddenly found that there was a man about fifty years old in the jungle.
The man was also surprised to see Mrs. Mi. He stood up in astonishment. Across the breeze, the two of them looked at each other with complicated emotions. Then, an overwhelming feeling of fear came over them.
Mrs. Mi was worried that she had broken something...
You won't be... silenced, right?
And the fifty-year-old man was worried that if Mrs. Mi saw this, it wouldn't affect the plan, right?
Mrs. Mi reacted and ran away. She didn't care about riding a horse...she just ran aimlessly. The man was shocked. "Come back!"
Suddenly, the wind picked up.
The man chased Mrs. Mi frantically along the Jing River...
You know, there are usually people here, but in extraordinary times, there is not a single person here within ten miles.
Mrs. Mi fled to a cave, and the man chased her.
"You...uncle, you...what do you want to do?"
Mrs. Mi couldn't run anymore. Her back was pressed against the wall of the cave, and she was terrified.
finally…
When the man came closer, Mrs. Mi pulled out a dagger from somewhere and stabbed the man in front of her. The man dodged sideways and got a bloody mark on his arm...
After that, the two of them fought in the cave, as if this man didn't know how to do martial arts.
But after all, he is a man, and he has an absolute advantage in strength. As time went by, Mrs. Mi had completely lost her strength. The man took the dagger from her hand and without any hesitation, he pierced Mrs. Mi's hand with the dagger.
There is blood in the throat!
With one blow, he was afraid that it would not be fatal, so he endured the fear of killing someone for the first time and struck again!
At this moment, the man was already soaked to the skin, covered in sweat and blood...
vomit…
Because he asked about the smell of blood... the man began to vomit violently!
At the same time...he was still breathing heavily.
Her wet hair was already unkempt.
Finally, he stood up holding on to the floor. He walked out of the cave and went to the Jing River to drink some water and wash off the blood on his clothes...
He came back again, wet all over, but he didn't dare to stop!
Immediately throw a hole with a dagger!
He must put Mrs. Mi's body in so...this way it won't affect the plan!
A whoosh...
For two full hours, he buried Mrs. Mi and piled huge rocks on her. After doing all this, he finally breathed out.
This process almost suffocated him.
Walking out of the cave again, he raised his head...deep wrinkles appeared on his grooved cheek.
He narrowed his eyes and looked at the sky.
"Daughter, dad... dad can only do this for you!"
A father who has never killed anyone...
For the sake of his daughter, he would even let his hands be stained with blood!
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…
In the sky, inside the rattan basket of a hot air balloon.
"Oh my god..."
Ma Yunlu was stunned and speechless.
By setting fire to Bowang Slope, would it be a complete victory without spending a single soldier? Would the ambush of thousands of people be burned to ashes...
Ma Yunlu's pupils were already huge...
Incredible, the four characters "incredible" are written all over her forehead.
So scary…
This hot air balloon and this fire attack thrown in the air are simply terrifying.
even…
Ma Yunlu, who grew up in the military, would have endless daydreams... Can it be understood that as long as there are hot air balloons and fire attacks from the air, the so-called defending the city has become a joke.
As long as...as long as Long Xiaoying, no...as long as Lu Yu wants to, he can achieve war at any time!
This is terrible…
The Xiliang cavalry can't stop them, and neither can the passes everywhere...
This is simply like a divine weapon descending from the sky, and a sea of fire descending from the sky. This is simply ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times more terrifying than...the "divine armor" that Longxiao Camp is famous for!
This can already be called an "indiscriminate" attack!
"Is this...a win?"
Ma Yunlu murmured...
"What else?" The man driving the hot air balloon was a craftsman. He sighed with emotion: "At first, I always envied the knights of Longxiao camp galloping on horseback, holding the magic armor, and making great achievements. However, I didn't use martial arts and couldn't choose.
Even if you enter the Longxiao camp, you won't be able to go into battle to kill the enemy...bring glory to your lintel!"
"But this time, because of the hot air balloon, we craftsmen went through many layers of selection and joined the Longxiao camp as we wished, and also became flying ball soldiers. This time, we fought from the air to the ground and made great achievements, hahaha... This kind of
It feels so comfortable! I have to take a look when I get home to see if my ancestral graves are emitting smoke."
Isn't it comfortable?
Ma Yunlu bit his lip with his teeth. When others make great achievements, they just pin their heads on their belts, but... this flying ball soldier makes great achievements so easily!
Air to ground…
This is simply a crushing victory!
So... so terrible!
"This Prince Charming? What kind of mysterious person is he?"
Ma Yunlu subconsciously chanted this sentence.
The flying ball soldier's expression turned stern, he muttered, and thought for a moment: "It seems that you are new here. In the past... I always felt that Lord White Mahou was aloof. At most, he could only pinch and calculate, and was good at attacking the mind.
Technique! But I heard that the drawing of this hot air balloon was drawn by Baimahou. Haha, now...my opinion of Baimahou is..."