Ye An stood on the city wall and looked at the burning battlefield and was a little excited for a moment. Perhaps this was the first application of technology to change the battlefield in this era. Even with a face towel, he could still smell the smell of garlic coming from the battlefield.
The blue-green flames are gradually burning, and combined with everything on the ground, they slowly turn into bright red, which is the color after the white phosphorus has burned out. Even though the Xiqiang people have withdrawn, the fire is still burning on the battlefield until the two
It was completely extinguished after a while.
The soldiers of the Song Army on the city wall also wore face towels. The smell of burning white phosphorus was quite unpleasant and highly toxic. Fortunately, the volatilization and dilution in the air was not enough to cause much harm to Qingping Pass.
Tieniu excitedly ran around in the army, carrying a large bucket and continuing to collect human urine, but this thing was considered a limited resource, and a group of gentlemen were "tortured" by him and there was nothing they could do...
The amount of white phosphorus prepared from urine is not large. Once it is prepared, it is packed into wet wooden poles and stored. Finally, it is wrapped in tarpaulin and placed in water to cool down.
Cheng Gongshou and Xu Yongzhang had seen the power of spontaneous combustion of white phosphorus, and almost set their hands on fire. Fortunately, Ye An reacted quickly and buried their hands with sand.
Now the two of them saw the buckets containing white phosphorus walking around each other, and their eyes looking at Ye An were full of fear.
The flames like will-o'-the-wisps made them suspect that Ye An was a demon who knew magic. Previously, Ye Hou had told the story of Zhang Jiao who spread beans and became soldiers, so they summoned will-o'-the-wisps, and they were made from human urine!
When the two of them saw Tieniu carrying the big bucket, they both subconsciously felt chills in their crotches.
Sha Wentian was better. After all, he was the guard of Qingping Pass. He had some knowledge of his own and went up to the city wall with a thick scarf: "Marquis Ye, this man doesn't urinate much in our army, and he has consumed most of the fire oil."
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Ye An turned to look at Sha Wentian and smiled: "The unrefined dregs left after refining gasoline with fierce fire oil are also treasures. There are paraffin and asphalt in it. After heating, it is also excellent for city defense. Don't dare to waste it!"
Sha Wentian looked at Ye An with a bitter smile and said: "Master Hou, you only know this. We usually light this fire oil and pour it out. I didn't expect it to have another use here! This urine in the army has another use."
Not much more…”
Ye An helplessly looked at Tieniu and the soldiers who were carrying him through and said, "Order the lieutenant generals to drink more water!"
Sha Wentian shook his head helplessly. How could he not know this simple method? However, no matter whether they are soldiers of the Anhua Army or the Security Army, it is not impossible to drink water in large gulps, but their stomachs are as stretched as a ball, where "
How can you maintain your fighting strength when you feel uncomfortable?
"Ye Hou, this is not an option!"
Ye An naturally saw the disadvantages, nodded slightly and said: "There is no need to make white phosphorus again. It is enough to deter the Xiqiang people. If it is too much, it will not be worth the gain and the consumption will be huge."
"The Marquis is wise!"
Sha Wentian nodded repeatedly. The soldiers at Qingpingguan told him that they would rather die on the battlefield than be "stuffed to death" by Tien Niu...
The Xiqiang people retreated, but even after leaving the battlefield, some people were still shouting like crazy. They had never seen blue-green flames. This strange flame looked like ghost fire and devil flame to the Xiqiang people.
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The commotion in the army made Baima Xuri anxious. Although he didn't know how those strange flames appeared, he knew that they must have been written by Ye An.
The body of brother Baima Maolu is right in front of you, and the enemy is so close at Qingping Pass but yet it seems so far away!
"Brother, believe me, that man is a devil! The tens of thousands of troops were forced back by his demonic fire before they could even reach a hundred steps below me. How can we fight again? There is a saying in Han's art of war: one go all out, then it will weaken again, and all three will be exhausted!
Now that the momentum has been lost, I am afraid it will take a long time to conquer Qingping Pass!"
Baima Wulan's chest heaved: "Then what do you want from me? Is it possible for me to wait for tens of thousands of Xiqiang people to just surrender and be slaughtered by the neck?!"
"You are still reluctant to part with the plundered wealth. If you abandon the baggage and plundered items and withdraw from the Jiulian Mountain Trail to Qinggang Gorge, we, the Western Qiang people, will not lose much."
After Zihe Mingling finished speaking, he smiled bitterly and pointed at the Xiqiang soldiers and his own tribe: "Oh... they can't bear to leave either!"
"I, the Xiqiang man, paid for these with his life, how can we give them up? If we give up these things, what are we doing?! Aren't we Xiqiang people humiliated twice by the Song people for nothing?!"
Baima Wulan rejected his old friend's proposal without thinking. In his opinion, only these plundered things could enable the Xiqiang people to break through the Qingping Pass.
Zihe Mingling's face gradually became numb, and he sat slumped on the ground as if everything in front of him had nothing to do with him. He saw the panic of the Xiqiang men under the strange flames, and also saw the future of the confrontation between the Xiqiang people and the Song Dynasty.
Even with great regret in their hearts, the Xiqiang people should not be enemies of the Song Dynasty. Although they could be temporarily rich by plundering the Song Dynasty, they could not bear the counterattack of the Song Dynasty.
The tens of thousands of Qiang people in front of them were almost the entire elite fighting strength of the Xiqiang people. The ones led by Xian Lingtuoye before were the best of the best, but they still failed to capture Qingping Pass but suffered heavy losses.
Baima Wulan let out a long sigh, and slowly sat down next to Zihe Maoling and said: "Baima Maolu's body is in my tent. Every time I see him, I have trouble sleeping and eating. His death also proves that I
Ye An will not let me return to Qinggang Gorge safely, so what if we become obedient citizens? They won't give us this chance! We will not stop until we slaughter all the Western Qiang people!"
Zihe Mingling trembled slightly, and quickly avoided looking at the tent. Baima Maolu died because of himself, but how terrible is this hypocritical brother in front of him? These two brothers deserve to die!
"Brother, do you mean that we should fight to the death with the Song people?"
Baima Wulan suddenly clapped his hands and said: "That's right! We are going to fight to the death with the Song people. As long as we break through Qingping Pass and return to Qinggang Gorge to recuperate, with these Song people's property, we will soon be able to make a comeback and learn from the Dangxiang people.
We gather together to roar and rob the Song Dynasty’s wealth. As long as we are strong, the Song Dynasty will not do anything to us, and will even grant us official positions and give us benefits!”
Zi Heling suddenly understood, but still looked at Bai Ma Wulan in disbelief and said: "You have been bewitched by the party members?!"
Baima Wulan laughed loudly, with contempt in his laughter, and his eyes towards Zihe Mailing were no longer so close: "It's not that I was deceived, but that I was enlightened by the wise man Dangxiang and understood the way out for us Xiqiang people! Dangxiang
We and I belong to the same lineage. Since they can establish a foothold in the northwest, gain recognition from the Liao Dynasty, and establish their own country, why can't the Western Qiang? If the various tribes can be unified, we can also become a powerful force in the northwest. As long as we have strength, the Liao Dynasty can
They are also willing to recognize us as their country! Song Ting is helpless!"
Baima Wulan's words did not exaggerate Zihe Maoling's pride. On the contrary, he was deeply frightened. He looked at the high-spirited Baima Wulan and said anxiously: "But we are different from Dangxiang!"
"Cowardly! What's the difference?! There are many tribes, so I will be the leader! Be the white horse of our Xiqiang people! When I integrate all the tribes, I will be the same as Dang Xiang!"
Seeing the crazy expression of Bai Ma Wulan, Zihe Maoling's eyes gradually became frightened, but finally he looked at the Qingping Pass and whispered: "Crazy! But I can't let the Xiqiang people go crazy with you!"