Reborn Daqin, I am the emperor

In the sound of killing, following the order of the soldiers, countless catapults were filled with fuel and gas, and they were thrown continuously, hitting the vanguard battlefield.

Their goal is not just the enemy!

Their attack range no longer has the slightest idea of ​​avoiding their own army.

This is a game that does not distinguish between the enemy and the enemy, and whoever is killed will die without mercy.

At the same time, in front of the tens of thousands of crossbowmen, piles of fires ignited, and the arrows were shot out after being stained with fire.

In an instant, the sky was full of fire, sweeping all directions!

"kill!"

In the vanguard army, the remaining 1 Qin vanguard soldiers took off the jars that had been hanging around their waists one after another.

Before it got dark, Mao Dun had already discovered this pot, and he was still wondering when the Qin army would bring a pot with them when they joined the battle.

Even if it contains water, isn't it good to carry a water bag like the Huns?

Of course, no matter how Mao Dun imagined it, he couldn't imagine that there was no so-called water in it, but kerosene.

14 troops, 14 cans of kerosene, have spread all over the battlefield in the midst of chaos.

Not to mention the extra, even if there are only two catties of kerosene in the jars around the waist of each person, 14 cans, that is 28 catties, more than 140 tons of kerosene.

These kerosene were accumulated by the Great Wall Guards over the years.

Logically, with these fire oil resources, even in the face of day and night siege, these resources need to guard this place for at least one year.

However, these resources, which are at least sufficient for one year, are used up today without any reservation.

For nothing else, but to massacre the Huns and burn the entire battlefield.

"kill!"

Amidst the endless shouts of killing, the Daqin vanguard soldiers took off the kerosene pots from their waists one after another, and smashed them directly at the heads of the Huns' enemies.

The brains of the Huns burst, and the kerosene was splashed everywhere in the kerosene pot.

For a time, the smell of kerosene filled the battlefield.

However, at this moment, even if the newly joined army of 20 Huns reacted, it would be useless.

Accompanied by countless flaming arrows, countless burning kerosene pots hit the battlefield.

"boom!"

There was a burst, and the flames shone, and the brilliance of that moment was hard to see in the ages. Even the sun's rays, under the flames, seemed very dim.

"not good!"

"what!"

The screams and exclamations continued to resound amidst the chaos.

Countless war horses were frightened and ran wildly. For a while, the Huns and Daqin soldiers were trampled to death, collided and died.

In this crowded battlefield, the horses galloped wildly and collided with each other, and no one of the Huns was destined to escape.

"Come on!"

At the same time, the more than 2 soldiers who had been waiting in full force, mastering the Daqin catapults, bows and arrows, also shouted slogans and rushed to the forward battlefield.

It was just that at the last moment, he shot another arrow towards the chaotic army behind again, causing flames to fill the sky.

The front battlefield was filled with flames, and with the countless flaming arrows coming, the rear battlefield was also filled with flames.

In the rear, all the soldiers of Great Qin also threw out the fire oil pots in their hands, and for a while, the flames raged into the sky.

The soldiers of the Qin army were burning with flames all over their bodies, like burning men, full of kerosene, and rushed towards the enemy.

Some people rushed out of the battlefield with kerosene canisters to help the battlefield ahead.

The gorgeous flames are constantly expanding and becoming more and more dazzling. Unknowingly, they have formed a vast and boundless fire dragon.

At this moment, the countless Xiongnu troops realized that this battle, which was fought earlier, was simply a joke, and everything was just a trap.

Now, the trap is so powerful that no one who participates in the battle can escape.

This is true of the soldiers of the Great Qin Dynasty, and the same is true of the soldiers of the Huns.

In this boundless flame, there is only death, there is no escape, and no one can escape.

Especially under the sweeping flames, those dead soldiers, the kerosene pots in their waists that hadn't had time to break, finally burst under the high temperature.

Like a bomb, it formed a more powerful lethality, making the fire on the scene ten times more ferocious, or even a hundred times.

The entire battlefield was completely turned into a field of fire in an instant. In the field of fire, one person counted as one, and almost no one could escape the engulfment of the flames.

Chapter 996

"Okay... okay..."

The endless fire, the endless burning, the vigorous, gorgeous battlefield, no one can stop it!

In Wei Liaozi's eyes, the two eyeballs are like two mirrors, reflecting the endless flames, devouring the endless battlefield.

There were bursts of inaudible growls from his throat, and finally, the goose skin on his face was cut in half, forming a very bright smile, like that endless flame.

His eyes finally closed slowly, and his breath was completely cut off at this moment.

His whole body was already icy cold, his body had already turned into a dead man, stiff on the spot, like a pillar.

Because there is no softness, so after he closed his eyes, his body did not fall down, but was stiff on the spot, like the Mount Tai standing on the ground, looking at the far west, the desert and the yellow sand, overlooking the battlefield in the world, doing Daqin, the number one pass that will always stand in front of the border, is a pass that is more powerful than Yanmen Pass.

No one noticed that at this moment, their Generalissimo Wei Liaozi had finally stepped into the end of his life.

At this moment, everyone's attention was focused on the flaming battlefield.

On the battlefield, there was an endless stream of shouting and killing, the soldiers were in chaos, and everyone was fleeing everywhere. Only the soldiers of Daqin were constantly chasing and using the flames to cause even greater damage.

"Ah ah……"

A roar sounded in the battlefield, it seemed so mighty and unparalleled.

In the flames, Condor showed panic, looking at the fire dragons in all directions. At this moment, his eyes were full of panic, and his heart was full of fear.

All along, he has experienced all kinds of battlefields, but he has never seen such a battlefield that is raging in all directions.

Where is this battlefield?This is simply a trap, a trap that opens its mouth wide and swallows countless Hun troops.

Now, the 50 Huns have all jumped into this trap, who can escape?

He panicked, panicked for the 50 troops, and panicked for himself.

Although the soldiers were buried in the battlefield, he didn't want to die, especially he didn't want to die with this group of Qin soldiers who were bound to die.

Under the oppression of this fear of death, Shenying, the top warrior who has always ruled the world and is rarely defeated, finally still fears.

He turned around abruptly, about to get rid of Tu Sui's standing position and escape from this place.

However, Tu Sui was one of the 14 soldiers who died in this battle. He never thought of leaving the battlefield alive. How could he tolerate the departure of the Hun General who was fighting against him?

Even if he died, he would have to drag someone along.

I saw Tu Sui roaring continuously, swinging the big ax in his hand, criticizing the sky and covering the earth, not avoiding the flames sweeping from all directions.

The blade of the ax was so sharp that it forced the fleeing Condor to have no way out. In the final roar, the image was floating and blood splattered, and Condor's head flew out of thin air.

Not far away, a war horse galloped forward, and on top of the war horse, a figure grabbed and clasped the flying head of the condor.

"Condor!"

The person stared, his eyes were about to split open, and he roared loudly.

"Tu Sui, how dare you kill my brother Qi Mu, I want you to die!"

The person who came was Qi Mu, who grabbed the eagle's head and looked at Tu Sui with murderous intent.

"Zimu!"

Tu Sui raised his big ax and looked at Qi Mu in the endless flames, like a flame god of war, sneered and said: "You are Qi Mu? Well, it is worthwhile for General Ben to pull the two generals of the Xiongnu on his back today! "

As he said that, Tu Sui's eyes turned cold, he jumped out suddenly, swung his tomahawk in his hand, and slashed at Qi Mu's horse's legs.

As the saying goes, shoot a horse first when shooting a man, and capture the king first when capturing a thief. This is always the same truth.

Qi Mu held the eagle's head in one hand and a saber in the other. At the same time, he grabbed the rein and lifted it violently. The horse immediately raised its hooves to avoid Tu Sui's axe.

However, he dodged it with an axe, only to see that Tu Sui's ax changed direction and tore directly on the horse's neck.

"Pfft!"

There was a tearing sound, blood splashed everywhere, and the horse fell to the ground.

Qi Mu tumbled out, and quickly protected the eagle's head in his arms. After getting up, he looked at Tu Sui with cold eyes. His eyes were full of murderous intent, and he even ignored the death-like surrounding, sweeping Endless flames all around.

Under the smog of the flames, their bodies were already covered with flames, and their hair was continuously scorched.

In this situation, if it were someone else, it would be too late to escape, so who could vent their hatred?

However, Qi Mu was gathering his hatred, he had no intention of running away, he just wanted to kill Tu Sui and avenge the eagle.

Under his gaze, Tu Sui wanted to strike again, and before Qi Mu could react, he would kill with one blow.

However, after seeing those eyes, Tu Sui shuddered all over, but stopped suddenly.

In Tu Sui's mind, he couldn't help thinking of a person, Shi Potian!

Drumming and boring, enthusiastically use soldiers.Soil country city canal, I alone southbound.

From Sun Tzu Zhong, Ping Chen and Song.I don't want to go home, I'm worried.

爰居爰处?Yuan mourning his horse?In Yiqiu?Under the forest.

The life and death agreement is broad, and Zicheng said. Hold your hand and grow old together.

Yu Bo is broad, but I am not alive.Yu Wei Xun Xi, I don't believe in Xi.

Shi Potian's figure appeared in Tu Sui's mind, accompanied by a poem "Beating the Drum"

The contract between life and death is broad, talk to Zi Cheng, hold your hand, and grow old together with Zi!This is a verse that has been passed down through the ages. In later generations, some people continue to use it in the relationship between men and women, but in fact, it is a verse that describes the relationship between men and men.

Of course, regardless of the relationship between men and women, or the relationship between men, as long as it is worthy of this poem, it is enough to prove the depth of the relationship!

Between a man and a man, only life and death friends are worthy of this sentence of life and death agreement, talk to Zicheng!Hold your hand and grow old with you!

In the Book of Songs, this poem is about the relationship between the author and Sun Zizhong, that is, the friendship in battle and the love of robes.

This poem, like "No Clothes" from Daqin, can be described as a quatrain through the ages.

The original poem of Daqin's "No Clothes" is as follows:

Qi said without clothes?Go with the child.Master Wang Yuxing, repair my spear.Have hatred with the son!

Qi said without clothes?Tongze with the child.Master Wang Yuxing, repair my spear.Work with the son!

Qi said without clothes?Same clothes with the child.Division Wang Yuxing, repair my armor.Go with the son!

The two poems "Drumming" and "No Clothes" both describe the friendship in war and the conditions of family and country.

That kind of relationship between comrades in arms is so deep that they cannot be parted. They wear the same clothes, get drunk together with wine, live together with fate, and share life and death together!

The sharing of life and death here is not just an exaggerated description, but a real existence.As long as one party makes a decision, no matter whether it is right or wrong, whether it is life or death, whether it is a sea of ​​swords or mountains of fire, they must go together. This is the love of robes, the love of life and death!

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The relationship between Tu Sui and Shi Potian is this kind of fellowship, the same meaning.

He can understand the feelings in it, if one day Shi Potian dies in battle, he will never live alone!

The so-called holding the hand of the child means growing old with the child. If you want to live together, you must die together. If you want to grow old, you must also grow old with each other.

Now, Qi Mu and Shenying obviously have such a brotherly bond, which makes Tu Sui soft-hearted and thinks of Shi Potian.

As the saying goes, tigers and wolves still have hearts, let alone people!