Time travel rebellion, I'm serious

Kerosene is very expensive and valuable. It is a strategic material and is not easy to buy.

Therefore, when the bandits saw the fire jars flying towards them, they knew that these things contained fire oil.

For a moment, all the gangsters cursed angrily and evaded one after another.

None of them dare to touch this thing. If it is splashed, it will become a fire that cannot be extinguished.

Therefore, the brave ones opened their bows and shot arrows, hoping to blow them up in the air.

then............

"what!"

The jar exploded in the air, and a large amount of fire oil was instantly ignited, and then turned into fire rain and fell from the sky. The fleeing bandits were unable to dodge, and they were all hit, and they suddenly let out screams.

"It's on fire, it's on fire."

"Help help!"

For a moment, a group of bandits fell to the ground and rolled back and forth, trying to put out the fire on their bodies.

It's just that no one can take care of themselves at this time, and there will be no one to help them.

Therefore, other bandits who saw this miserable situation put away their bows and arrows and did not dare to shoot at will.

Although they knew that they could just blow up the jar from a distance, but if one of them was blown up at close range, it would be a disaster.

It just so happens that these bandits are a group of people who don't like to put their lives in the hands of others.

But even so, they couldn't stop the fire oil from flying everywhere.

As the jar smashed down the wall of the village, kerosene also spattered everywhere and was ignited. Anyone who could not avoid it was attacked one after another.

But in this situation, all the gangsters breathed a sigh of relief.

Because the impact of this kind of damage is very small compared to the volley explosion, the victims are the bandits who are not far away and are lucky.

As for the fire burning on the wall, they were not afraid at all.

Burn it, if they can't get to the stronghold wall, the enemy will naturally not be able to get to the stronghold wall either, and they won't have to defend themselves.

It has to be said that the calculations in their hearts were rattling.

However, they seem to have forgotten that since the fire altar can shoot to the wall of the village, why can't it shoot to the wall of the village?

So after several rounds of shooting, the bandits on the wall were successfully divided and dispersed into different areas.

Under the command of Lu Yulin, the fire jar raised the shooting angle again and shot each fire jar into the village wall.

"No, they want to burn down the village. Quickly put out the fire."

As the fire altar flew over the wall of the village and fell into the village, all the bandits were frightened and called for help.

Lu Yulin knew very well that in such an area, the people living inside the village wall were certainly not good people.

Even if the entire village was burned down, he didn't feel any guilt in his heart.

Of course, it cannot be said that there is no innocent person in this village.

But there must be very few such people, because it is impossible for the bandits to let these people live in it, which will pose a threat to them.

Therefore, Lu Yulin looked at the fire jars that were constantly firing, and looked at the raging fire igniting in the village coldly, without any disturbance in her heart.

He knew very well that the village must be complicated and complicated. After the army entered, it would be divided into separate battles and lose its geographical advantage.

No matter how brave the soldiers are, they will surely suffer heavy losses when the time comes.

Therefore, before coming, Liu Wu told Lu Yulin that he would never attack unless he could. It was best to lure the enemies out of the stronghold and annihilate them all.

Compared with sieges, casualties in field battles will be much less.

At the same time, he was also surprised. The house in Majia Town was too easy to burn. It seemed that they had not paid attention to fire prevention measures at all.

In fact, Lu Yulin really wronged these gangsters.

It is not that these bandits did not have fire prevention facilities. Ma Bukui had considered fire prevention issues when they were first established, so there were a large number of water tanks and other fire-fighting objects in the village.

And there is a certain distance between each house, just to avoid fire, and then a fire camp comes.

But with the development in the past few years, a group of bandits have been messing around, expanding the house, littering with wood waste, drying leather and so on.

The most important thing is, what do the bandits do? They specialize in robbery.

So they took over the large water tanks used to put out fires and moved them into their own houses.

In addition, Lu Yulin put too much pressure on them, and all the gangsters went up to the village wall, so putting out the fire was a difficult problem at this time.

No one, no water.

The most important thing is that the fire was ignited by kerosene and could not be extinguished with water. Instead, it would only get bigger and bigger.

Another point is that Lu Yulin was still shooting fire jars at this time. Except for those gangsters whose own houses were set on fire to put out the fire, no other gangsters dared to move.

After all, after getting off the wall, no one knows where the burning jar will fly to.

Therefore, the bandits just watched the fire getting bigger and bigger.

"What happened?"

At this time, the raging fire in the stockade finally attracted the numb slaves outside the stockade.

They were all lying on the railings, looking at the fire all over the sky, and their hurried and desperate eyes suddenly burst into light.

"Burn...burn well, burn them to death, burn these beasts to death."

These slaves shouted excitedly in their hearts. This raging fire burned into their hearts. Even though they didn't know the reason, it did not prevent them from being happy because the bandits were unlucky.

However, things were different in the village at this time.

A group of old bandits, young bandits, and slaves who had been selected and blessed were running back and forth.

They kept chanting.

"Help, we're in trouble!"

"Quick, put out the fire, put out the fire!"

There are also loyal slaves who want to show themselves in front of their masters and take water from the basin and throw it on the fire.

Then, for some reason, he was hit by a jar falling from the sky, and his body was instantly ignited with fire.

"what!"

Instantly, he started wailing.

"Save me, save me!"

He rolled and tried to put out the fire, but to no avail.

Then, he endured the pain and howled towards the crowd.

"Master, help me!"

"Run away!"

However, the crowd fled in all directions upon seeing this.

People fled in all directions, so the man on fire could only struggle towards an unburned house.

Because he knew that there was water in the house.

However, the fire is indeed getting bigger and bigger.

So, a group of bandits on the wall looked at the raging fire behind them, feeling the burning fire waves, and they could faintly smell the smell of scalded pig hair.

They knew the fire was too strong for their hair to hold up.

"Second master, what should we do?"

Watching the fire gradually spreading towards the wall, a trace of regret flashed across Han Qingchen's face.

If he had known better, he wouldn't have allowed everyone to go up the wall.

If he had known better, he would have demolished all the houses closest to the village wall.

If he had known earlier, he should have prepared fire-fighting and other materials in advance.

If he had known earlier, he shouldn't have gotten into the woman's bed yesterday and should have urged his men to act.

If he had known better, he would not have competed with Ma Bukui for this job.

If I had known it...

For a while, Han Qingchen kept questioning himself in his heart.

He regretted that he should not have underestimated this Han army.

Therefore, he did not respond at all to his subordinates' inquiries.

"What? What did you say?"

The little guy was speechless for a while, but Han Qingchen was still the boss after all, so he asked again.

"Second in charge, what should we do now?"

How to do?

Han Qingchen turned his head and looked at the bandit who was divided by the flames, and at the burning village.

At this point, the only place without fire is outside.

But, there was this extremely vicious army there.

So he grabbed the little guy and asked:

"What should I do? Yes, tell me what to do?"

The little guy: "............"