In the west city of Handan, what was originally a granary has now been turned into an arsenal. There are more than a dozen houses near the west. The doors are open, and soldiers are trotting out holding a jar of things. Kang Lexheng walked a few steps and opened the seal on the jar. Suddenly a pungent smell came. He dipped some of it with his finger, put it on his hand, and looked at it carefully. "Chief of Staff, if I'm not mistaken, this is oil, right?" "Hahaha, you have good eyesight, it is indeed oil." Kang Lesheng frowned. Li Dingguo said he had a clever plan. It didn't sound like a lie, but it was different from the dark things in front of him. What does the liquid have to do with it! "Chief of Staff, I vaguely remember that someone used oil to cook. You don't want to give the Tatars a fire attack, do you?" "Clever!" Li Dingguo said with a smile: "The first record of oil is "Mengxi Bi Tan" , "Tiangong Kaiwu" written by Master Song Yingxing refers to many achievements of Shen Kuo. I was also lucky enough to see an explanation of the properties of petroleum in the palace. This substance is lighter than water, can float on the water, and can be ignited. , the black smoke is billowing, blocking the sight, which is very beneficial to us in defending the city. I think it is a wonderful thing to defeat by surprise!" Kang Lesheng was also very keen. After thinking about it, he smiled and said: "The chief of staff thought very well, I think it is not as good as this. They threw the oil from the water gate and along the moat to the Tatars, and then lit it on fire and burned the Tatars!¡± ¡°Heroes have the same idea!¡± They are all action-minded, and the soldiers moved out five Baitan Oil. This is already half of the oil in Handan City. The Ming Dynasty did not have the ability to drill for oil. Twenty miles away from Handan, there is an artesian oil area, and the amount is not large. At first, people didn't know what this black liquid was used for. It all ran away in vain. Later, someone discovered that oil could burn and used it to make fires for cooking. However, the taste of petroleum is not good, and many people are not used to using it. After entering the city, Li Dingguo personally took charge of mobilizing the people and discovered oil in a house. Li Dingguo immediately felt like he had found a treasure. He immediately ordered that all the oil in the city be centralized. Finally, when it was time to show off their skills, the soldiers brought the oil to the water gate, and the jar of oil fell down. He immediately floated on the water and slowly flowed eastward along the river. ????????? Gududu, Gududu! The soldiers moved faster and faster. All five hundred altars were emptied. A black oil stain appeared on the moat, stretching for thousands of meters, flowing slowly forward. Li Dingguo's eyes followed the oil stain as he looked into the distance, and a sneer gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth! "Kill, charge!" Another wave of Tatars rushed up. This time, the Mongolian soldiers dispatched were all Mongolian soldiers from the Ordos tribe. As the guards guarding Genghis Khan's mausoleum, the Ordos tribe has many praises: it is the leader of the fierce falcons. wing. To be the guardian of the chariot, to be the resolute wise man. The general will be like a white room on a mountain, a dedicated protector, and so on. After surrendering to the Tatars in the ninth year of Tiancong, the Ordos tribe was organized into six banners. Because it is located in the rich Hetao area, the Ordos tribe is very powerful among the Mongolian tribes. This time, the number of troops entering the customs reached 60,000. . Second only to the Horqin tribe, which has the closest relationship with the Tatars. The proud and arrogant Mongolian Tatars did not take An** into their eyes at all. The small Handan could be crushed as soon as hundreds of thousands of troops walked by. They all held back their energy and wanted to give it a try. Depends. With the sound of horns, the Mongolian Tatars rushed toward Handan in a surging force. The dense crowd filled the sight, and their shouts of killing were everywhere. The sound of gunfire continued, and the Tatars fell to the ground, but soon more were made up, and it seemed that they could never be killed. Li Shutai, who was supervising the battle from behind, gradually showed a smile. He didn't care how many Mongolians died, as long as he could conquer Handan and win military exploits for him, it was enough! A series of ladders were erected under the city wall, and ant-like crowds surged upward. Cannons and cannons were fired from the top of the city, and rolling logs and rocks kept falling down, making the Tatars howl like ghosts. A stone can hit a group of Tatars. They screamed in pain, fell down the city, and even injured their companions. They even bumped their heads together. Suddenly, thousands of peach blossoms bloomed! However, as the saying goes, there are far more Tatars than Anchuan. They still swarmed to the top of the city and brutal hand-to-hand combat began. The Mongols are a new force, and Genghis Khan's empire is a memory that these people will never forget. This time when they entered the Central Plains, they also deliberately restored Genghis Khan's glory, so they worked extra hard. Both sides raised their bayonets high at the top of the city and shouted to kill. An anti-Japanese soldier¡¯s bayonet plunged into the Tatar¡¯s chest. He rushed forward with all his strength and pushed the Tatar firmly against the crenellation. This Tatar was also extremely tenacious. He grabbed the bayonet tightly, his hands were covered with blood, but he did not let go.?. At this time, a Tatar rushed up from the city. He took advantage of the Anhui soldiers who could not draw their swords and stabbed out a knife. The blade penetrated through the gap in the armor and pierced the abdomen. The soldier's facial features were distorted and in extreme pain. The Tatar grinned proudly and opened his abdomen forcefully, as if victory was right in front of him. The soldier gritted his teeth and rushed forward. He hugged the Tatar's neck with his left hand and the other Tatar with his right hand. The three of them hugged each other and fell to the bottom of the city. They fell into meat patties together. An'an's soldiers are constantly sacrificing, and the Tatars are also losing money quickly. However, this kind of confrontation is obviously not conducive to An'an, who is at an absolute disadvantage in numbers. The Tatars do not care about their objections. They are coming in waves, making it clear that they want to use people. The sea flooded Handan. Borsu is the Taiji of the Ordos tribe. Among the younger generation of Mongolians, he is very brave and good at fighting. He was selected into the Mongolian Eight Banners. This time he became the vanguard of the attack on Handan. He is loyal to the Tatars. , rushed to the front. "Warriors, take Handan and get promotions. His Highness the Regent is generous and generous. Come to me!" Borsu was shouting and suddenly felt something bad. He hurriedly threw himself into the pile of dead bodies. However, it was still a little slower. The shell exploded, and a flying shrapnel hit Borsu's buttocks. A strip of flesh about two ounces was cut off, and suddenly there was blood like a column, and Borsu grinned in pain. This guy is worthy of being a loyal minister of the Qing Dynasty. Even if he was injured, he would not retreat. He tore off a battle skirt, wrapped it around his buttocks, and continued to charge forward with smoke and fire. Finally, we arrived at the moat. At this time, more than twenty Tatars were already on the top of the city, and a bloody battle was taking place above them. Borsu held a shield in one hand and a steel sword in the other, and wanted to go to the city to fight in person. He had just walked to the center of the moat when a black liquid suddenly flowed from his left hand side. Bolsu was stunned for a moment. He stretched out his hand to dip a little and looked left and right. He had no idea what it was. It looked like oil, but it was It's all dark, could An** be up to something else? While he was thinking wildly, three Tatars fell down one after another on the top of the city. Seeing the tragic situation of the battle, Borsu had no time to think about these strange things. As long as I rush into the city, do I care about any conspiracy? Borsu climbed up the ladder to the city wall and immediately joined the battle group. He didn't care at all about the black stuff on his trouser legs. "Kill all the Tatars!" "Don't let go of the Minggu!" Both sides yelled ferociously, rushing forward desperately, their weapons banging, and the sound of howling and screaming in pain was endless. Borsu slashed the arm of an Anhui soldier with all his strength. The wound was more than half a foot long and dripping with blood. The soldier almost fainted from the pain. Borsu hurriedly stepped forward and wanted to kill him with a knife. "Ah, help, it's on fire!" "Fire!" Borsu was shocked. He looked up and saw no fire at all. Just when he was dazed, he suddenly felt hot on his back. He turned around hastily, and was immediately frightened out of his mind. The oil followed the moat and gradually circled Handan for more than half a circle. Li Dingguo sent special personnel to watch the oil flow over. The long distance and the raging flames of war meant that it was almost impossible to guarantee simultaneous ignition. Fortunately, there was a hot air balloon in Anhui. When the soldiers watching everywhere saw the oil flowing, they waved small flags at the hot air balloon. After everything was ready, they gave a signal to Li Dingguo. Then Li Dingguo gave a unified order and the soldiers everywhere lit it up together. The soldiers gritted their teeth and stared at the Tatars with fire in their eyes. These animals have killed so many brothers, now let them taste the taste of being burned by fire. Wrapped in brimstone, the blazing rockets were aimed at the moat and shot out almost at the same time. Suddenly the oil was ignited, and the flames instantly shot up to a height of more than ten feet. The cotton-padded armor and skirts worn by the Tatars are all flammable and will burn instantly if they touch fire. Some Tatars also carried firearms and gunpowder, which were even more deadly. The fire broke out, the gunpowder on their bodies was ignited, and each of them was blown to pieces, and even the bodies could not be found. The Tatar ants attacked the city. There were at least two to three hundred ladders on the city wall. When the fire started, all these ladders could not escape. The Tatars on top were either burned to death or fell to death. Even if they were lucky enough to survive, they all showed desperate expressions when facing the fire. Since ancient times, fire and water have been in conflict with each other. They can't figure out how a good moat can burn! Li Dingguo on the top of the city laughed proudly, let them be fools! Li Dingguo laughed secretly in his heart. At least three to five thousand Tatars were enveloped in this fire. ??This guy Borsu saw the blazing fire and the top of the cityAll the Tatars in the country have lost their backbone, but they are unable to succeed. Annihilation suddenly surged up, and many Tatars were ruthlessly slaughtered. Borsu could only fight his way back down the city, but as soon as he stepped on the ladder, flames licked up his pants. His pants were stained with oil, and his lower body suddenly burst into flames. The guy screamed in pain and fell heavily to the ground, and the fire swallowed him up instantly. Since ancient times, fire and water have been merciless. Although there are still tens of thousands of Tatars preparing to attack the city, when they saw the fire, they were frightened to death and no longer dared to rush forward. Even if there is a supervising team, they would rather face the Ghost Head Sword than face the fire! "Ming people know sorcery, let's run!" (To be continued)