The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

And at the time of Chao Lu's frustration.

In the sky.

Yang Biao took out a firework, set it on fire, and threw it into the air.

The fireworks exploded in mid-air, and instantly, thousands of fireworks rose up, illuminating the entire night sky.

This ... is a signal to start an attack.

All flying **** flutter in the wind.

They even started to land slowly.

Flying **** are getting lower and lower, getting lower and lower.

To six or seventy steps away from the ground, the big Tatar camp was almost clearly visible.

This distance is just outside the range of the bow and arrow.

Ordinary bows and arrows, the ability to shoot 100 steps is the limit, and shooting in the air, can shoot 30 steps, it is not bad.

Under this absolutely safe airspace, flying **** dropped from the sky.

The firework was already noticed by the guards on duty underground. They looked up at the sky and looked at the faint starlights, gradually getting brighter and brighter. Finally, the black balloons hidden in the night gradually revealed their huge bodies , The pressure on their heads.

They subconsciously wanted to pull out bows and arrows.

More people, some at a loss, dare to face the Ming army several times their size, and even dare to charge the wall of Daming.

But in the face of balloons falling from the sky, especially in this night, they have a feeling of panic.

No matter how brave one is, when faced with an unknown scene, one cannot help but feel fear.

However, the arrow that was shot couldn't reach the balloon above.

The balloons were silent, passing over them.

On the ground, a huge shadow was left.

The shadow walked slowly. Then, above the balloon, Shen Ao and Yang Biao took out the glass bottles happily.

Shen Ao is responsible for igniting the fire fold, Yang Biao holding this glass bottle full of nails and liquid.

A lead protruded from the sealed wooden plug.

The fire snap ignited the lead.

The lead spattered instantly.

Yang Biao looked at the bottom beautifully and dropped the glass bottle without hesitation.

The glass bottle fell straight.

Immediately afterwards, he fell directly into a tent.

The lead has burned into the sealed bottle.

The liquid in this bottle is all refined kerosene.

The fire oil ignited and instantly generated a large amount of gas in the bottle.

But the bottle is sealed with glass.

In a flash, a fire burst out of the glass bottle.

With a loud noise, countless vitrifications shattered into pieces and flew all around.

A night-watching Tatar, looking at the firelight, had not yet responded, and the nails and glass fragments that flew out tore his face. He covered his face and made a howl: "Eye, my eyes . "

The spattered flame and kerosene are like tarsal maggots. Sputtered everywhere, the burning kerosene is stained on the tent, and the tent burns immediately and dries on the hay, which is used to feed the horse The haystacks immediately blazed flames and rushed straight to the sky. Splashing on people, people subconsciously want to fight, but this fire oil is not easy to extinguish, it is still burning, and the animal skin clothing on him has also started to emit thick smoke.

The fire began to swallow people, and the burned people were crazy, making the owl of the night owl, running all the way, or rammed into a tent aimlessly, or rushed to the fence, and finally, when He only had a skeleton left, and eventually it turned into a ash.

Several tents were ignited, and the people inside had to escape like crazy, but some people were buried directly into the sea of ​​fire.

The thick smoke from the fire was suffocating. This is also the reason why those who are sleeping in the tent cannot escape at all. The thick smoke is instantly generated, and the people who are sleeping have no time to react, and then they are dizzy and eventually lost. perception.

all of a sudden……

The entire Tatar battalion began to explode.

Countless people awakened from their dreams, their faces scared by the terrible screams and explosions.

They rushed out of their blank account, and next, glass bottles dropped from Tian'er.

They looked at huge flying **** one by one, walking slowly along the canyon, in front of them, in the darkness, everywhere, and began to explode, tents, started to burn, firemen, shouting for life .

Many people have even been unable to escape.

The slow balloon covered the clouds and cast a shadow over the sky.

Someone knelt down directly, shouting Genghis Khan, God, or whatever they thought could be saved.

But all this is in vain.

In the horse circle, the horse was frightened, and it seemed to be crazy. It started to rush out of the fence, and then ran wildly.

These uncontrollable horses used to be the killing weapons of the Tatars, but now they have become the source of more turmoil. The war horses rushed into the tents, no matter who was in front of them, they did not hesitate Those who crashed and fell to the ground, their horseshoes stepped on their heads and crushed their bones directly.

And the people on the flying ball became more calm after being nervous and excited.

After being excited, so trembling, the rest is unspeakable loneliness.

He threw the glass bottles down mechanically, one by one, and even too lazy to aim, because the lower head is the most dense place in the camp, just throw it away.

And the camp below has fallen into **** on earth.

…………

Yanda Khan was awakened by the dream.

This is a nightmare.

He heard screams from all sides, and he stared at his big account blankly, his guard was not here.

What happened.

He smelled the flame, which burned the leather felt and gave a pungent and disgusting breath.

Not only that, but also screams, screams of countless people, and horses, and horses screaming.

The wailing sound, the wailing sound that blew into the bone marrow, and Yanda Khan, who had heard it, was shocked by the cold sweat.

Since his son died, he has not slept well for many days.

It was finally easy to reach Datong, and in Datong City, the detailed work arranged by myself had successfully destroyed the city defense of Datong. This nominally a reckless battle of revenge, but under his arrangement, it became a right. Daming's fatal blow.

Tomorrow, as long as tomorrow morning, he can launch a offensive against Datong, the weakest guard at this time. He is convinced that he can win Datong in one fell swoop, and if this coveted Datong is won, then ... the ancestors were once The shame that the Nan people expelled from the Guan, as well as the Nan people's ancestor and Emperor Wen went deep into the desert and swept the shame of Bei Yuan, can be ashamed.

After entering the customs, there are cattle and sheep, but the cattle and sheep outside the customs are four feet, while the cattle and sheep inside the customs are only two feet.

right now……

All this ... was completely destroyed by this terrible sound and pungent smell.

He put on his leather jacket, took his gold knife, and hurried out of the big account, but ... his pupils were shrinking, he saw the flying **** in the sky, the monster that had killed his son, now, They appeared again, and, more came, where the flying **** passed were countless explosions and seas of fire. He saw with his own eyes that there were several people, struggling in the flames, their bodies were already burning, In the fire, the limbs are twisted, doing all kinds of strange movements.

There are also war horses, his horses, and horses are galloping, and they no longer recognize their masters. They did not hesitate to knock over an individual and fled.

Countless Tatars who escaped from the flames of fire seemed crazy and ran towards the place where there was no fire.

The most frightening thing is that this is a canyon. There are only two roads in front and behind, and it is impossible to escape. The narrow and long canyon facilitates the spread of the sea of ​​fire.

The balloon is still moving forward slowly, just like a monster that devours everything. It is quiet, slowly drifting, not fast, but like a mountain, coming in the direction of Yanda Khan.

The guards finally found Yanda Khan. They pulled Yanda Khan and shouted, "Sweat, go!"

"Go ..." Yan Dahan felt like he was stabbed in his heart, unable to breathe in pain.

He roared: "Where is the bow and arrow, where is the bow and arrow?"

Bows and arrows have no effect.

This is an asymmetrical war, and its advantage is better than that of the Tatar ride on the wilderness in the wilderness. No, it is even greater than this advantage.

No one dared to shoot the sky with bows and arrows.

Because it makes no sense.

The Tatar who was awakened by the screams collapsed completely.

They seemed crazy and fled towards the place where they did not burn. More and more people, they had no horses, so they had to rely on two legs. They were jammed in the canyon, shoving each other, trampling each other, at this time ... … People's fears have been constantly magnified, and courage is completely lacking.

Yanda Khan was dragged by the guards and headed in the other direction of the canyon.

And the thirteen-year-old, who was named Zhao Lu, witnessed the stars in the sky, and finally turned into huge balloons, which were above him.

He has forgotten that he is a man who is determined to cut off the heads of countless southerners. He raised his head with a tender face and unparalleled fear.

At this time, no one ignored him.

On that day, a bottle fell.

Boom ... The fireball spewed out of the cracked glass bottle. The red nails and glass were like migratory locusts, and entered the body of Chao Lu.

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He collapsed, his body twitching in the flames on all sides, and the pain of the tarsal bone made him mournfully wailing.

But no one ignored him. Behind every man, countless bones were needed, and more people could not become men.

Eventually, he fell into the pool of blood, and when he died, a running horse ran on his femur, which shattered.

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Happy Mid-Autumn Festival.

I also thank the two students of "Beiliang Green Ant" and "Tu Shan Da Dang Dao" for becoming the sixteenth and seventeenth leader of this book. In addition to this, there are also students who are "cracking" to become masters.

Thank you very much.

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